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Joey: Man, this is bad! And Ive had my share of bad reviews. I still remember my first good one though. (Quoting) "Everything else in this production of Our Town was simply terrible. Joey Tribbiani was abysmal."
Monica: (seeing the stack of newspapers) Oh my God! Look at all the newspapers! It must be a good review! Is it great?!
Ross: But the good news is, no one in a two-block radius will ever know.
Phoebe: Yknow! You dont make a very good first impression.
The Cooking Teacher: Thats very good, whats your name?
Rachel: So you guys go, have a really good time.
Rachel: So, you had a good day huh? Big commission; picked up a daddy.
Chandler: Oh good. Good, because Im sure this interview is gonna last a couple of weeks.
The Cooking Teacher: (To Monica) Oh! Something smells good over at Monicas station! (She tries Monicas fettuccini.) Oh my God! This is absolutely amazing! Youve never made this before?
Phoebe: Um-hmm, thats good to know. But lets stop focusing on what you dont do, and start focusing on what you do do.
The Cooking Teacher: Okay Joey, youre up next. (Tries one of his cookies.) This are good! This is amazing! You get an A!
Monica: Okay then, I dont stink. Im a good chef. Okay. (Starts to leave.)
Chandler: (really try not to laugh) Good to know.
Rachel: No thats just(Laughs)Thats just cause Im such a good messer!
Monica: Oh, look! Acting for Beginners! Want to feel good about yourself?
Rachel: Good ones?
Monica: Rach, youre in a great place in your life. Come on, youve got a great job! Good friends
Mr. Geller: (overacting) Thats a good one! Do you hear that Ross? Three days!
Rachel: No, I just mean that, you know, first impressions don't mean anything. And I-I think you're a really good guy and I'm sorry that I misjudged you.
Phoebe: Good.
Joey: Oh wellHey-hey! Maybe, maybe uh, maybe this is a good thing. Yknow? Itll-itll give you a chance to shake things up, play different characters. Youre so talented.
Chandler: I got good. I played this game all day and now I rule at it! They should change the name of it to Ms. Chandler. (Pause) Although I-I hope they dont.
Rachel: Yeah? Okay! Good, good, because he's coming. He's coming. (To Chandler) Hey, what's up? (She leaves and closes the door behind her.)
Cecilia: Well of course not, but you were very good.
Joey: Good luck.
Phoebe: And do you know what girls are really good at?
Ben: (laughs) Thats a good one.
Phoebe: Good for you!
Morse: Thats not so good.
Joey: And I know both of them, theyre really good. One of them is the guy from those allergy commercials whos always getting chased by those big flowers
Joey: Well, no not yet. But the audition went really good.
Rachel: Oh no-no, no! Its good! Its all good! I-I actually work at Ralph Lauren!
PHOEBE: Oh good, ok. Oh nooo, I have to go because I'm late for my um, Green Eggs and Ham discussion group. Um tonight it's why he would not eat them on a train. Have fun bye.
Joey: Oh good! Can I tell her?! Can I tell her?!
Melissa: Aww, look whos being suddenly shy. You cant tell me you dont feel what I feel. Nobody can kiss that good and not mean it. (Goes in again.)
Chandler: David, let me stop you there 'cause I think I see where this is going. I'm not very good at giving advice. So if you want advice, go to Ross, Monica, or... Joey, if the thing you wanna advice about is pizza toppings or burning sensation when you pee.
Joey: (To Chandler) (laughing) Funny one! Thats good!
JOEY: Oh, no no, that's the beauty part, it goes with everything. [gets the bracelet from the drawer] You put this on, you're good to go. [puts the bracelet on Chandler] Ohhh man, you are so wearin' that bracelet.
Phoebe: Ok, good! (pause) You guys were so scared! There was no way I was gonna dump this...(a pigeon swoops down, scaring Phoebe who drops the bowl on the street) Oh God, no! (pause) I think I broke your bowl.
JOEY: Hey Phoeb's, I think you're good to go.
Phoebe: Good for you! And hey, I thought your paper on punctuated equilibrium in the Devonian era was top notch!
Joey: The silk? Feels really good!
Emily: I wish I could know if youd heard any of that. I suppose Ive either just told you I love you or given my neighbours a good laugh. Mrs. Newman if youre listening, bugger off this in none of your business. I suppose theres not much chance you did heard that, and theres the call waiting so, I should go. Oh well. (Answers the call waiting.) Hello.
Ross: Good evening officer.
Phoebe: Okay. All right. (Hands her the phone.) Good luck explaining all the calls to China.
David: Still you know, a girl calls you by your ex-boyfriend's name, that-that's not a good thing, right?
Phoebe: Yes! Very good.
Joey: Saw the Porsche out there Mon, lookin good. When do I get to take that baby out again?
Joey: Damn! I am good at Cups!
Joey: Well, you seem pretty insulted by that. What? I'm not good enough for you?
Phoebe: All right. Good luck.
Phoebe: Dont be so negative! Good God! Isnt it possible that Sorry is sitting in there (Joey and Rachels apartment) right now?!
Mrs. Bing: Honey, it isnt good luck.
Rachel: Yeah. I'm-I'm telling you he's really sweet and he's really funny and he's just ugh, got a good heart. And besides, I y'know, I think he really likes you.
Monica: Well, it was good to see you too. Did you come down here to tell me that?
Matt: Thats a good one? (They both laugh.)
Phoebe: I'm telling you! Oh, okay! This is the part of the musical where there'd be a really good convincing song. (Singing) "Bam-bam, don't take no for an answer. Bam-bam, don't let love fly away. Bam-bam-bam-bam..."
David: Okay, were good.
Matthew: Well thank for coming here, its good to see you.
Monica: Well, the good news is, I dont think anyones looking at us.
Mona: Oh good. Now therell be someone there who likes my name.
Gunther: (laughs) Good one. Actually, ah, Terry wants you to take the training again, whenever.
Monica: Good. Okay, Im just gonna wait for Chandler to open the rest of them.
Phoebe: So Theodore... I uhm... I can see where Mike gets his good looks from...
Joey: Oh good, uh youre here. Uh Pheebs? Listen uh sit down. I-I got something I want to say.
Monica: That would be a good idea.
Chandler: Okay. (Youll have to see it, I cant describe the face he makes, but it isnt good.)
Tag: Good! Good, long time no see.
Rachel: (entering) Oh good youre still here!
Rachel: I want to tell you to have a good honeymoon! (Hugs Monica.)
Joey: Well that, that sounds good.
Monica: Hey! Good luck!
[That's all folks, no teaser; just the big cliffhanger for season 6. Yes, there will be a season 6, and it'll start again in September. Have a good summer everyone!]
Ross: Im good. Im good.
Erica: I don't think so. Although, they did mention something about two heartbeats. But I thought that was just mine and the baby's. They kept saying both heartbeats are really strong, and I thought well, that's good 'cause I'm having a baby.
Dr. Stryker Remoray: Good morning. (He walks over to the bed, leans down, and whispers to him.) Drake, its your brother Stryker. Can you hear me?
Dr. Long: Okay, everything looks good. Here it is on the screen. (We see Ross and Rachel looking at the screen.) Here is your uterus. And right here is your baby.
Phoebe: Good.
Joey: Good luck.
Joey: All right now All right, youre all set up. Youre good to go. Just hit record. All right?
Rachel: Good luck to you.
Ross: Good luck.
Ross: Hey. We-we look we look pretty good.
Phoebe: Dinner was good!
Joey's Co-Star: Hey good scene man.
JOEY: You really think he'd take me? I mean, we had a pretty good talk last night but, when I moved out, I hurt him bad.
Mr. Franklin: (laughs) Thats a good one. (Walks away.)
Joey: Good call. Yeah. But, the face Ross, the face isnt Rachel.
Rachel: Are you joking? Check out is not til noon and he has a good (checks her watch) eleven minutes left.
Phoebe: Oh thats good, the chemistry thing for us too.
Ross: Right. Good night.
Mona: Im good except umm, you still owe me a dance.
Phoebe: Oh good! (And theres general excitement.)
Rachel: Good night.
Phoebe: But they don't see all the wonderfulness that I see. They don't see all the good stuff and all the sweet stuff. They just think you're a little...
Phoebe: Yknow, just some good faith money to hold the date.
Joey: My beers?! Look you guys, shes a very nice girl. Okay? We had a good time, but I justI dont see it going anywhere.
Rachel: (To Joey) Yeah I knowIm goodI got it! (Joey slowly backs away.) (To the boy) Now wait a minute, Ive got one more thing I have to say to you oh right! Shut up!
Mrs. Verhoeven's Daughter: Its not looking good.
Phoebe: No! Wait! I was just saying that so youd think I was a good person. Fight for me.
Chandler: I'm not gonna watch it... I don't NEED to watch it... I mean, what good could possibly come from watching? (sighs) Well, we know I'm gonna watch it. (Chandler moves to put the tape in the VCR and Joey enters the apartment)
Rachel: Are you seriousReally?! Its in such good condition.
Joey: Oh yeah, that was a pretty good night.
Ross: Ah, its good. Its going good. I mean, we get along great. Shes, shes so
Chandler: My God! You must be good in bed!
Chandler: No-no-no-no, no, its a good thing. Why must we dial so speedily anyway? Why must we rush through life? Why cant we savor the precious moments? (to one of Joeys sisters) Those are some huge breasts you have.
Mrs. Bing: Alright, well, be good, I love you. (Kisses him and goes to leave)
Monica: Hey, isnt weird to think about how next year at this time theyll be a little baby at the table? (Chandler turns around in horror.) (Seeing him) Rachels! But good to know where youre at!
Monica: Good. And Rachel Green too. (Will stops suddenly.)
Chandler: Good game!
Will: Its good to see you man.
Chandler: Guys! Guys! Come on! Its Thanksgiving, its not important who wins or loses. The important thing is, (to Joey) the Dutch girl picked me! Me! Not you! Holland loves Chandler! Thank you, Amsterdam! Good night!!
Chandler: Oh, good, good. Play more, 'cause I wanna see how it ends.
Cecilia: And guess what? Good news! I got another job!
Chandler: Okay now it doesnt matter which one you choose, yknow? Its completely up to you. Our guy is perfect, or you can go out with the guy Phoebe deemed not good enough to go out with herself.