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Monica: Well, every, every Thanksgiving um, we used to have a touch football game called the Geller Bowl.
Monica: Anyway, Ross and I were always captains, and um, it got kindve competitive and one year, Geller Bowl VI, I accidentally broke Rosss nose.
Ross: Oh yeah! Then how come you didnt get the Geller Cup?
Rachel: Um, there was a Geller Cup?
Ross: The Geller Cup.
Ross: Phoebe! You're note, amazing! Not only did no one touch my sandwich, but people at work are actually afraid of me. Yeah, a guy called me mental! Mental Geller, yeah, I always wanted a cool nickname like that.
Ross: We met at Phoebes birthday party, Im, Im Ross Geller.
Phoebe: You guys were right. Hes just too excited about everything. I mean Im all for living life, but this is the Gellers 35th anniversary. Okay? Lets call a spade a spade this party stinks.
MR. GELLER: Atta boy. [Ross scrambles upstairs to change]
Leader: Hi. And batting for Sarah, Ross Geller, 872. Although, it looks like you bought an awful lot of cookies yourself.
[Scene: The Hospital, Mr. and Mrs. Geller are there, along with Aunt Lillian. Ross and Monica enter and everyone says hi and kisses.)
MR. GELLER: It's the off light. Right Ross? [pans over to see Ross with an afro and moustache]
Mr. Geller: I tell you one thing, I wouldn't mind having a piece of this sun-dried tomato business. Five years ago, if somebody had said to me, here's a tomato that looks like a prune, I'd say "get out of my office!"
Rachel: (on phone) Chip! Hi, its Rachel. (listens) Rachel Green. Yeah, umm, you left me a message. (listens) Yes you did, my roommate wrote it down. (listens) Monica Geller. (listens) Ohh.
Chandler: (To Monica) Why? Why-why-would youWh-why (To Mr. Geller) Look, I just dont want you to think that were animals who do it whenever we want.
Mrs. Geller: Um-hmm.
Mrs. Geller: (entering) Hows the hired help?
Mrs. Geller: Hmm.
Mrs. Geller: Ahh, thats what your Grandmothers hands looked like when we found her.
Mrs. Geller: Whats this? Blue nail polish?
[Scene: The Gellers Kitchen, Monica and Phoebe are still cooking.]
Mrs. Geller: (laughs) Im not freaking out.
Mrs. Geller: (entering) (to Monica) Honey, dont bite your nails.
Mrs. Geller: Yes, well I was wrong, and I have to say you really impressed me today.
Mrs. Geller: No, I have faith
Mrs. Geller: No-no-no, that was all true. This was just in case you pulled a Monica.
Joey: (standing up) I will sit with you Dr. Geller. (He goes over to his table and they shake hands.)
Mrs. Geller: Its nothing, its just that now your Father owes me five dollars.
MR. GELLER: Of course not. With you it's like I've got two 25-year-olds.
Monica: Well, maybe you could give to somebody else. Ooh, like Ross Geller.
[Scene: The Gellers kitchen, Phoebe is bringing in some dirty dishes.]
Mrs. Geller: I thought it was quite tasty.
Mrs. Geller: (interrupting) A bitch?
Phoebe: Oh, do I have a middle name. All right Monica Velula Geller. Its that bedroom there. (points to Monicas room)
Monica: Hi. Uh, you... you don't know me, I'm Monica Geller... Ross's sister.
Joey: (interrupting) Hey! Chef Geller! Yknow that little speech you made the other day? Well I got a problem with it!
Phoebe: (On the phone, in New York) Uh, hello, this is Ross Gellers personal physician, Dr. Philange.
Tour Guide: You mean Dr. Geller?
MR. GELLER: Well, I can't say any of us were surprised. Your parents have been unhappy ever since we've known them. Especially after that incident in Hawaii.
Mrs. Geller: Oh, she just graduated, and she wants to be something in cooking, or food, or.... I don't know. Anyway, I told her you had a restaurant-
RICHARD: [walks out of the bathroom and runs into Mrs. Geller who is going to the bathroom] Judy, going to the bathroom, good for you.
MRS. GELLER: Almost time for cake.
Mrs. Geller: (reaches out to fiddle with Monica's hair again, and realises) Those earrings look really lovely on you.
Mrs. Geller: Get a shot of Monica. Where's Monica.
Mrs. Geller: Ahh, are you hadsome.
Mr. Geller: C'mon kid, let's go.
Mr. Geller: Let's show 'em.
Mrs. Geller: Oh, dear. Jack, how do I turn this off?
Mrs. Geller: (to Ross on the stairs) I have a wonderful idea. You should take Rachel to the prom.
Mrs. Geller: Monica! I think Rachel's here!
Mr. Geller: Hi Rachel!
Mrs. Geller: You too sweethart!
Mr. Geller: Ohh, I thought that you....
Mr. Geller: Oh my!
Mrs. Geller: I'm so glad you could come Chandler, we've got plenty of food so I hope you're hungry.
Mrs. Geller: Jack, thats what they call the subway.
Mrs. Geller: Sweetheart. Oh sorry were late, my fault, I insisted on riding the tube.
Mrs. Geller: Oh, well, I'm so glad you brought him here then.
Mrs. Geller: We know how expensive weddings can be, besides this may be the only wedding we get to throw (patting Monica on the shoulder.).
Mr. Geller: This bill for my half of the wedding. its insane.
RACHEL: Now I'm mommy in this little play? Alright look, I refuse to get sucked into this like, weird little Geller dimension thing OK. So I'm gonna go and take a nice long hot bubble bath because you kids are driving me crazy. [goes in the bathroom]
Mr. Geller: Theres no way in hell, Im paying for it.
Phoebe: yeah well (pause) yeah you know Emma's birth certificate might say Geller but her eyes say Mookurgee.
Mr. Geller: And you tell him no one takes advantage of the Gellers.
Mr. Geller: Okay, okay.
Mrs. Geller: I just hope...
Mr. Geller: Boy, bad time to say the wrong name, huh Ross?
Mrs. Geller: (To Mr. Geller) This is worse than when he married the lesbian.
Mrs. Geller: Ooh, Jack....(He looks over to her) Sometimes I forget how powerful you can be. (They embrace and kiss passionately.)
(Cut to Mr. and Mrs. Geller.)
Mrs. Geller: Jack, is it all our fault? Were we bad parents?
Mr. Waltham: Goodbye Geller.
Mrs. Geller: Rachel's coming up the path. Doesn't she look pretty. Jack... (Rachel enters with a huge nose)
Mrs. Geller: How could it be so much? The receptions at their house.
Mr. Geller: Well Judy, you did it! She's finally full!
Mr. Geller: (going downstairs) Rachel, ready or not, here comes your knight in shiningOh no. (Chip has shown up and the four are leaving.)
Joey: Well I guess I shouldve thought about my wife and kids before I talked back to chef Geller!
Mrs. Geller: So Rachel, your mom tells me you changed your major again.
Mrs. Geller: Jack.
[Scene: The Geller household kitchen, Mrs. Geller is cooking and Rachel, post nose job, is helping her.]
Mr. Geller: (entering) Hi Rachel.
Mr. Geller: Wow, love your new nose!
Mrs. Geller: I'll get it.
Mr. Geller: (To Chandler) God, your hair sure is different!
Mrs. Geller: Yes, yes Monica is thin. It's wonderful. But what we really want to hear about is Ross's new girlfriend.
Mrs. Geller: Theres nothing to discuss. Were not paying for your wine cellar.
Mr. Geller: Dude!
Mrs. Geller: (entering) Well, everyone seems to be enjoying your dish.
Mr. Geller: Of course it did. They're made of wicker.
Mr. Geller: All right, enough! I dont want to hear about it anymore! (Under his breath) Good luck, Chandler. (Chandler takes another drink.)
Mr. Geller: Oh, I'm not falling for that one!
Monica: Yeah, the best you got in high school was Wet Pants Geller.
Mrs. Geller: Oh my God! There's a toe in my kitchen.
MRS. GELLER: Over here Jack. OK. I see, Rachel's coming up the path. Oh doesn't she look pretty. Jack, get this. [Rachel enters with a huge nose]
Joey: Shhh! This is a museum, no talking. Right down here, (Motions to a fossilised dinosaur foot.) we have a large foot. (Sees Ross working in one of the display cases.) Uhh, and over here we have Ross Geller. (Knocks on the glass) Everyone wave Hi to Ross. Ross is one of our most important scientists, look at him, hard at work. (Ross does the old "Putting a cigarette in your ear and pulling it out of your mouth trick.") Okay, moving right along. Come on.
Mrs. Geller: (incredulous) You dont know how that happened?! Your dog thought my diaphragm was a chew toy!
[Scene: The Geller household, Mr. and Mrs. Geller are getting ready for Thanksgiving dinner. The doorbell rings.]
MRS. GELLER: I have no idea. Did you know Richard has a twinkie in the city?
Ross: Oh hi! Ross Geller. And this is my friend Phoebe.
Mr. Geller: Ohh forget it. Too hell with tradition, were happy to do it.
Monica: Go! I have it in my book. Go! (Rachel leaves and Monica calls Mrs. Green.) (To Phoebe) Wait a minute! If youre in charge of the invitations why am I the one who has to call herHello Mrs. Green! Hi, its Monica Geller.
Mr. Geller: Hi!
Joey: Oh, little party favours, check it out! (Its a shirt that reads, "Ross Geller, Bachelor Bash 1998")
Chandler: So, has anyone talked to Dr. and Mrs. Geller yet?
[Camera pans to the Geller family table. Ross, Rachel, Mr. and Mrs. Geller are there.]