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Rachel: Well, he didnt say, but it was a fire. Im guessing not very good. Come on, we gotta go!
Monica: Joey! Hes working! (To Chandler) You would look good in that.
Chandler: (on phone) Oh thats great! Good for you.
Joey: (in a funny voice) Yeah, so it turns out that it wasnt the hair straightener that started the fire. (Rachel prompts him on what to say next.) No-no, it was the candles. Its very not good leaving candles unattended. In fact, one of the first things they teach you in fire school is (Phoebe suddenly enters.) Uhh Uhh Okay. Well, I have to go now. (Phoebe leaves.)
Chloe: Good luck, with your girlfriend.
Chandler: Well now you have two. Hey, I am good at math.
Ross: Good morning.
Ross: (to Joey) Good morning. Nice breasts by the way.
Ross: Ahh, no, Im good.
Rachel: Its good. Except he makes us watch the Discovery Channel all day long. Did you know that something really boring happened to someone really ugly in the Middle Ages? (to the waitress handing her a cup of coffee) Oh, thank you. Ill see you guys later.
Rachel: Well! Good night. (to Ross) Im going upstairs.
Ross: Good night.
Phoebe: YOU DID NOT!!!! Oh! No! You came up with Relaxi Cab! Thats not good.
Chandler: Oh. Oh right! Right! Because youre still seeing him and uh, hes a good guy. I mean, I remember a time when (He fakes falling asleep.)
Joey: Looks good, uh?
Ross: Good, so do I
Joey: (to Peter) Good for you!!
MONICA: That's good, have a seat. Um, the doctor says it's gotta be a needle. You're just gonna have to be brave, ok? Can you do that for me?
Chandler, Monica, Joey, and Rachel: Thats a good call. Right.
Rachel: Oh! Good thing Chandlers not here, he always wins at this game.
Monica: (to Phoebe) Oh my God! Did you hear that? She hired me because she thinks Im good.
Monica: Oh yeah, she didnt hire me out of pity, it wasnt so she could pick on me in front of her friends, she actually thinks Im good.
(The rest of the crew start to drive away leaving Joey sad, alone, and holding his congratulatory balloons as the song comes up again. La-la-la. See, I've been through the desert on a horse with no name! It felt good to be out of the rain! In the desert you can't remember your name, 'cause there ain't no one for to give you no pain. La-la-la, la, la, la )
Monica: You bet that Id screw up?! So all that stuff about hiring me because I was good was
JOEY: Joseph's good, isn't he?
Monica: Oh good, Im glad thats catching on.
Chandler: I've actually ruined this haven't I? It's time for the good ice cream now, right?
Monica: Ahh, Pete, the other day when you said you needed to talk, umm, just so I know, is it good news or bad news.
Rachel: Its me! Good morning!
Ross: Good! Thats good!
Joey: Or maybe it's because this guy's doing so good they wanna put more people on it. (Chandler pours some juice in a glass.) You should see this guy, Chandler, he goes through two bottles a day.
Joey: Oh well, okay, good luck.
Joey: No, Im good.
CHANDLER: Now I know it's been awhile, but I took it as a good sign.
Ross: (loudly) Good luck!
Kathy: Wow! You are really good at this.
Monica: Okay, good, cause umm, well maybe we could have a little workout of our own...
Monica: Umm. (nodding her head, "Good.")
Joey: Well, that's pretty good. But you might wanna tone it down a little.
Mrs. Burkart: Oh, good. Thank you.
Ross: (pfew). Good choice Ross.
Phoebe: Oh, I'm still mad at them but I also now that they bring happiness to lots of kids who's moms didn't kill themselves, so by supporting them, I'm doing a good thing, but I'm not happy about it. So there, a selfless good deed.
Kathy: Looks good.
Kathy: No-no-no, the kiss was good.
JOEY: It's my VISA bill. Envelope one of two. That can't be good.
Ross: Oh my God, he just said your name, thats great! Good job Ben.
Phoebe: Yeah! No, thats right. And I thought it was a really good idea.
Phoebe: Good. (Phoebe and Mrs. Burkart go into the other room, leaving Monica with everyone staring at her.)
Monica: No-no-no that was good, it was, that was uh, that was a goood kiss
Monica: Hey. Oh good-good youre here! All right, I figured it out. Im gonna take two tables of eight, Im gonna add your parents, and Im gonna turn them into three tables of six. Okay? And I called the caterer; I added two extra meals, we are good to go!
Phoebe: Thats right, exactly. (sees them) All right, its a good bye kiss, thats good. (Frank picks Alice up and they move to the couch) Bye-bye. (They both lie down on the couch and start to make out.) Okay, no, the important thing is that you see what Im saying, y'know, just y'know, this is clearly wrong. (They ignore her) Okay, Ive decided Im gonna let this happen! Okay, can I just get my purse? (She reaches in and Alice moans) Okay, all right, good. (leaves).
Joey: Yeah, well, that's fine, but the important thing is that I finished it. And uh, I think it's really good, but y'know it'd really help me is if I could hear it. So would you guys read it for me?
Donny: ...should be playing with the star of "General Hospital" Leslie Charleson. (applause) Welcome everybody. Good luck to all of you. Let's play Pyramid. All right? Now... we flipped a coin before the show, Gene, you won the toss, so you're gonna start. Which category would you like?
Chandler: Monica, that was also true an hour ago! I mean, please, look at you! Your hand is blistered, you can barely stand, your hair is inexplicable! Ok, you've already proven you are just as good as he is, now we've missed our dinner reservations, so now let's just go upstairs, order room service, take a shower and shave your head!
Joey: Yeah, you did some real good thinkin in there.
Joey: Sure! (Monica gets very depressed) But hey, you know this way sounds good too.
Chandler: But you did like us. And you should. My wife's an incredible woman. She's loving and devoted and caring. And don't tell her I said this but the woman's always right... I love my wife more than anything in this world. And I... It kills me that I can't give her a baby... I really want a kid. And when that day finally comes, I'll learn how to be a good dad. But my wife... she's already there. She's a mother... without a baby... Please?
Monica: Oh my God! You own an Italian restaurant and you think that tastes good?! Where are you even from?
Phoebe: Okay, is this the day of good news or what? I got us a job! The wedding reception.
Monica: Thats a good idea! Wait, do you know how to waiter?
Sophie: (happily) Good morning!
Monica: Anyway um, when he left he forgot to take the poem with him. Now, I am like totally dense about poetry, but I think it's pretty good all right. Check it out. (hands them the poem)
Joey: (to Ross) That-that is a good trick.
The Waiter: No, its really good.
Phoebe Sr: I really dont think its a very good idea, Phoebe.
Ross: That is one good looking man!
Chandler: So there is no good time to ask that question.
Mr. Treeger:: Ahh, forget it! Ill never be any good at this, my mom was right, Im just a big potato with arms, and legs, and a head.
Phoebe: Thats a good idea for a business!
Kathy: Its a good play, isnt it?
Rachel: Did you not get a good enough look the other day?
Joey: I dont know, it smells good.
Mr. Waltham: Good morning.
Ross: Yeah. But, the good news is that Phoebe said that I could stay at her place for a while. So
Monica: All right, that's a little sketch of the cake, umm some sample menus, umm y'know what I thought we would start out with Tuscan style finger food, and for music, here's an alphabetized list of all my CDs! I've highlighted the ones that would go really good with the food.
Phoebe: Oh good!
Ross: Come on, I think this is a good thing. I dont think Mom wouldve hired you if she didnt think you were good at what you do.
Mr. Waltham: Oh, good.
(Rachel spins the bottle and it lands on .wait for it .Joshua. (You thought I was going to say Ross, didnt you?) Rachel squeals in delight and starts a slow sexy crawl over to Joshua, making sure he and everyone else watching gets a good look at her cleavage.)
Rachel: Ok, not that you need it but good...GOD!Is that Chase Lassiter?He's straight, right?
Chandler: Oh, good, because as of four o'clock this afternoon, I am not.
Phoebe: Great! Okay, good for you! (as they leave she slaps Rachel on the butt)
Emily: Good night, it was very nice to meet you all. (Storms out.)
Chip: (on machine) Good runnin into you at the bank today, so ah, heres my number, 555-9323. Give me a call. Later.
Rachel: Okay, good. Now that since you know, when you come over would you mind actually using it?
Ross: There you go! Good enough for your party, huh?
Ross: Oh hey, that was a good one, huh? (Imitating himself) Help! Help!
Monica: I am good. I finished my book.
Joey: Ohhhh, good one! And Yemen that actually sounds like a real country.
Ross: Good! Me neither! So its not a problem. Were just two friends who happen to be roommates.
Monica: Very good, (getting up and sliding a One into the dancers hot pants) so good.
Pete: One meal! Thats all Im asking for. Please? We go out, we eat, and if you dont have a good time, I give you ten grand, we call it even.
Emily: (to Ross) Good luck, babe.
Ross: Did you see me? I was pretty good, huh? That is one fun game!
Phoebe: Its me. Its Phoebe. Listen theres something in here I want to eat, what-what smells so good?
Chandler: Our eyes are closed and were about to cross the street. Very good.
Phoebe: Okay, yeah well, good news, youre going to have three babies.
Joey: (hangs up the phone) Wow! Well, my folks really liked it! So what-what did you guys think? (Phoebe smiles, walks up to him, and presses her breasts against him.) It wasnt that good.
Joey: Wow! You guys seem to be having a good time.
Joey: Oh-ho-ho, yeah! Hey! Yknow what goes good with that?
Ross: I am a good kisser.
Chandler: Its the theme from Good Will Humping.
CHANDLER: Hey man, look it's my best bud. How ya doin? [Joey doesn't respond] Wow, you are really gettin' good at that Marcel Marceau thing. Hey, whaddya say uh, we play some ball, you and me, huh, whaddya say? [Throws a basketball to Joey. Joey doesn't move to catch it and the ball takes out a lamp] OK, that's my bad.
Joey: Oh uh, hey. Not as good as this guy! (Grabs Ross around the shoulders.) He brought Twizlers!