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Chandler: Yeah. We don't feel like we can host Thanksgiving this year.
Chandler: Well, it's just with uhm, work and the stress of adoption, we just don't feel like we have the energy. Plus, we don't think it's fair that every year the burden falls on us.
Joey: Don't you put words in people's mouths, you put turkey in people's mouths!
Phoebe: Am I? Really? Am I? Well, why don't you cook Thanksgiving dinner and prove me wrong! Well, think about it, think about it, you'll be trying to top than you did last year. You'd be in competition... with yourself.
Chandler: Don't let yourself get manipulated this way!
Monica: No, no, no, I don't make chocolate pies. When I was younger I-I enter in this pie-eating contest. I ate so many that just the thought of them made me sick.
Monica: (she tastes what she has cooked) I don't get older. I just get better!
Monica: You don't know that.
Monica: Oh, Chandler, that's sweet. But you don't have to do everything Doctor Phil tells you to do.
Rachel: Oh Phoebe, listen. Well, I think we gotta go. This place is really freaking me out. I've been watching this guy over there, I don't think he came with a kid!
Joey: (looks at the time) Wow, hey, we'd better get going. If we don't leave right now, we'll be late for dinner.
Joey: I don't know...
Phoebe: Don't point that thing at me, Tribbiani!
Rachel: Well, I don't know, you guys figure it out, I got to put Emma down for a nap.
Phoebe: Oh, good, that's good, but you don't look like you were mugged!
Rachel: Oh, hey, I have an idea. Why don't we play rock-paper-scissors, and whoever loses goes in first. (they all agree) Ready? (they do the rock-paper-scissor thing with they hands and Rachel has paper, Phoebe and Ross both have rock, while Joey is doing a strange upward wiggling with his fingers. They all look a him confused).
Phoebe: Well, I don't know if that's such a good idea. They clearly don't want to be with us.
Rachel: You know what? I don't want to be with them either, but it's Thanksgiving and we should not want to be together, together. (Goes to unlock the door)
Ross: I don't know...
Chandler: He's doing that weird eye contact thing. Don't look at him, don't look at him! (They both look away)
Joey: (to Ross, mouthing) Don't make me come up there!
Joey: Fine! Let's just go. I don't need your stupid dinner.
Chandler: (sarcastically) Oh, I left them on my bulldozer... I don't have tools!
Monica: (very emotional) I don't care.
Joey: Um-hmm! Look, I-I-I don't know how much more of this I can take! Did you know he taped over my Baywatch tape with some show about bugs! My God! What if that had been porn?
CHANDLER: You know, I don't think we brought enough stuff. Did you forget to pack the baby's anvil?
Ross: Look, Rachel, this is poker. I play to win, alright? In order for me to win, other people have to lose. So if you're gonna play poker with me, don't expect me to be a 'nice guy,' OK? Cause once those cards are dealt... (claps hands three times)
ROSS: Yeah. I don't know, I've been wanting this since like ninth grade typing, ya know. And I just want it to be perfect and right and. . . why isn't that laser beam cutting through the paint?
Monica: Hey, don't say that! You got just as good a chance as anybody else of getting that job!
PHOE: Oohh, um, no, I don't think that's the problem. 'Cause we went, um, dancing the other night and the way he held me so close, and the way he was looking into my eyes I just like... definitely felt something.
CHANDLER: Well, don't, don't think me immodest, but, me?
Roy: You know, actually that's not a bad idea. I can do it out of my apartment. I don't think my mom would mind.
Rachel: All right. Look. Gavin...I...I guess I felt guilty that you were here, which I shouldn't. You know Ross and I are not inany relationship but...he is the father of my child, and you know we do live together and plus there is just so muchhistory...you know it's just...I don't know, I'm sorry, I'm just all over the place.
Chandler: All of a sudden, the phone starts to ring. Now I don't know what to do, everybody starts looking at me.
Amanda: (noticing the bottle of wine he has) Oh, I don't mean to be a square, but I'd really appreciate it if you wait and drink your wine after the kids are asleep? Oh uh, thanks for this, I hope I can do the same for you sometime. (She leaves)
Rachel: No, honey, they're not, but don't worry, because we are going to find them, and until we do, we are all here for you, ok?
Phoebe: Sure! Look, ok, bottom line: I love Mike... David! David. I love David. Don't look at me that way, Roseanne Rosannadanna!
Monica: Don't say it. (closes Ethan's mouth with her hand)
Phoebe: Okay, lesson one: chords. Now, I don't know the actual names of the chords but umm, I-I-I made up names for the way my hand looks while I'm doing them. (She starts to show Joey the chords. Transcribers Note: For this one you'll have to use your imagination, 'cause it would take me 50 pages to describe each one. So if you want to see them, you'll have to wait for this episode to come to a TV near you.) (Holding up her hand and then reconfiguring her hand with each name.) So then, this is Bear Claw. Okay, umm, Turkey Leg and Old Lady. (Joey tries to imitate them.)
Julie: Hi, but I'm not here, you haven't met me. I'll make a much better first impression tomorrow when I don't have 20 hours of cab and plane on me.
Ross: No I don't, to hell with her, she left me!
Monica: No you don't.
Ross: I don't want to be single, okay? I just... I just- I just wanna be married again!
Rachel: (on phone) Daddy, I just... I can't marry him! I'm sorry. I just don't love him. Well, it matters to me!
Rachel: Well, maybe that's my decision. Well, maybe I don't need your money. Wait!! Wait, I said maybe!!
Phoebe: Oh, I wish I could, but I don't want to.
Chandler: All right, kids, I gotta get to work. If I don't input those numbers,... it doesn't make much of a difference...
Phoebe: Oh no, don't hate, you don't want to put that out into the universe.
Rachel: Ohh please don't be from a real dinosaur! Please! Please! Please! Please! Please! Please! Please! Please! (She picks up the 2 pieces and looks at the stand.) Made in Mexico! Yes!! Ugh, who would buy this?! (Looks for a place to hide it and finds a wall sconce and drops the pieces into it and heads into the kitchen as the phone rings.)
Rachel: I don't think so.
Chandler: Yes, please don't spoil all this fun.
Monica: What you guys don't understand is, for us, kissing is as important as any part of it.
Ross: I honestly don't know if I'm hungry or horny.
Rachel: No, you have it, really, I don't want it-
Phoebe: No, look, don't touch that!
Rachel: Go Monana! Well, you ladies are not the only ones living the dream. I get to go pour coffee for people I don't know. Don't wait up. (Exits)
Monica: No Mom, I don't have a restaurant, I work in a restaurant.
Mrs. Geller: Well, they don't have to know that... (She starts to fluff the same pillow Monica fluffed multiple times earlier.)
Ross: No, no don't! Stop cleansing my aura! No, just leave my aura alone, okay?
Ross: Helen Geller? I don't think so.
Ross: Oh, 's'funny, really? Um, I don't remember you making any sperm.
Ross: Yeah, and-and it's not that we don't like the comedian, it's that-that... that's not why we bought the ticket.
Ross: You- uh- y'know what, I'm gonna go. I don't- I don't think I can be involved in this particular thing right now.
Ross: Then don't do that, alright?
Chandler: Don't say that. Don't tangle the dream and take it away.
Monica: Look, I don't even know how I feel about him yet. Just give me a chance to figure that out.
Phoebe: No, I want you to have it. I don't want it.
All: Oh, hey, don't do that! Cut it out!
Monica: Can you believe it? ...Y'know what? I just don't feel the thing. I mean, they feel the thing, I don't feel the thing.
Ross: Don't you realise what you're-you're doing to yourself?
Monica: Chandler, you're an only child, right? You don't have any of this.
Ross: Oh, now, don't listen to him, Pheebs, I think it's endearing.
PHOEBE: No. This whole like playing-for-money thing is so not good for me. You know, I don't know, when I sang "Su-Su-Suicide", I got a dollar seventy-five. But then, "Smelly Cat", I got 25 cents and a condom. So you know, now I just feel really bad for Smelly Cat.
Ross: (Reading letters) Oh God. (To Marcel) We didn't get into Scranton. (To the others) That was like our safety zoo. They take like dogs and cows. See? I don't know who this is harder on, me or him.
Phoebe: Oh, well... 'cause.... you just... I don't like this question.
Monica: No, you were right. I don't have a plan. (There's a knock on the door.)
Rachel: I don't know! I mean, we still care about each other. There's a history there. 'S'like you and Carol.
Rachel: Don't you have a laundry room in your building?
Joey: You don't say.
Joey: No, yeah, no, ok, but not yet. I don't wanna seem too eager. One Mississippi, two Mississippi, three Mississippi. That seems pretty cool. (he walks over to her) Hey, Angela.
[Scene: A blackjack table, Joey is moving in to try and get his hand twin (who's dealing) to join him in his evil plot to rule the world! "Join me, and together we'll rule the universe as father and son!" (Sorry, I had a little Star Wars creep in thereOoh, I have a big spoiler for The Phantom Menace, Yoda lives at the end! Ha-ha, spoiled it! Now you don't have to see it!)]
Phoebe: Eww, I don't wanna do that.
Aurora: Don't worry. I imagine he'd be okay with you because really, he's okay with Ethan.
Ross: Well I, I don't know. Why?
Chandler: Oh, I don't know, a million?
Phoebe: Yeah, I know, he's sweet, but it's just not fun anymore, you know? I don't know if it's me, or his hunger strike, or, I don't know.
Monica: What? So you guys don't mind going out with someone else who's going out with someone else?
Phoebe: Oh! Oh! Oh! Okay, fine, fine. Now I don't feel so bad about sleeping with Jason Hurley.
ROSS: Oh, oh my God, is this the wrong day? I don't believe it, uh, well, hey, I guess if it works out we'll, we'll have something to tell the grandkids.
Monica: He's in the bathroom. I don't think you wanna go in there!
Chandler: Don't go.
Ross: But, um... I don't think that's going to be you.
Jill: (on phone) I'm fine. No, I'm not alone... I don't know, some guy.
Rachel: You don't.
Chandler: I don't know, I-I have to listen to both of them, they don't exactly let each other finish...
Chandler: Well, why don't you send her a musical bug, op, no you already did that. All right look, you're going to have to go there yourself now, okay, make a few surprise visits.
Joey: Hey, don't look at me. This is Ross's thing.
Chandler: Joe, I don't think this is going to be your big break.
Chandler: Look Ross, if you don't know them by now, you will never know them, okay? That is the beauty of this game. It makes you want to kill yourself.
Ross: We're shushing... because... we're trying to hear something. Listen. (everyone is silent) Don't you hear that?
Ross: Why don't we just put 'poor little Tooty' out in the hall?
Ross: (sarcastic) I don't see why not.
Ross: I dunno, it's weird. I mean, I know she's gone, but I just don't feel, uh...
Chandler: Hi, um, I'm account number 7143457. And, uh, I don't know if you got any of that, but I would really like a copy of the tape.
Chandler: Well, don't we look nice all dressed up?...It's stuff like that, isn't it?
Joey: Priesthood! Look Ross, I'm telling you, she has no idea what you're thinking. If you don't ask her out soon you're going to end up stuck in the zone forever.
Chandler: All right fine, don't do anything, just sit here and talk to us, meanwhile she is talking to him about you. And he's being Mr. Joe Sensitive, and she starts thinking 'Maybe this is the guy for me, because he understands me.'
Joey: Yeah, well don't get me wrong, you're a better agent than she is, but at least with her I don't want to blow my pretty dumb brains out.
Ross: What, we-uh- we don't have shoes here, or...?
Chandler: So you don't think I have a, a quality?
Joey: Oh well, the powerball lottery is upto 300 million and they don't sell tickets here in New York, so...
Monica: No I don't.
Susan: What, you don't think they can hear sounds in there?
Girl: Really? You don't know what that means to me.
Phoebe: Ooh, ooh! Why don't we invite her?
Ross: I don't know. It's just not the same without Mom in the kitchen.
Monica: Why don't you just get a roommate?
Carol: Look, you don't have to talk to it. You can sing to it if you want.
Carol: So don't do it, it's fine. You don't have to do it just because Susan does it.
Monica: No, no, I don't.
Ross: I don't know. It's going to be weird not having a job for a while, but I, I definitely don't care about my sandwich.
Phoebe: I dunno. I don't feel like kissing anyone tonight.
Phoebe: Oh don't do that.
Ross: Oh.. you don't get it! (Passes out and slumps across her)