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Monica: Windows are clean, candels are lit. Uh, belt's to tight, gotta change the belt. Did I turn the fish? (goes over to the kitchen to check on the dinner) No, cause I made lasagne. (to Rachel) Am I out of control?
Phoebe: Ooh, oh, I've gotta go. (raises) Whoa, oh, head rush. One more, and then I have to go. (sits down, and then raises again) Cool!
Phoebe: Well, you know what Chandler? I think you've gotta face it. You're like, the guy in the big office, you know. You're the one that hires them, that fires them... They still say you're a great boss.
Young Ethan: All right, look. I've gotta tell you something. I'm not 17. I only said so that you'd think I was cute and vunerable. I'm actually 30, I have a wife, I have a job, I'm your Congressman. Monica, this is ridiculous, we're great together. We can talk, we make each other laugh, and the sex. Oh, man, okay i have no frame of graft, but I thought that was great.
MONICA: I've gotta get back in the game.
Ross: (sarcastic) Oh! Oh-oh, the bands ready! Well, I-I-we gotta do what the band saysI dont care about the stupid band!!
Chandler: Okay, but you gotta push past this because it is about to get so good!
Rachel: Ah thats great. No actually thats (In a sexy voice) Thats great! Thats really great! Yknow, I gotta tell ya writing, I mean writing, gets me uh, gets me kinda hot.
Joey: (nodding knowingly) Now youre thinking you gotta sleep with him.
Joey: Estelle, you gotta get me some work. I-I lost my health insurance.
Monica: Yknow what?! I gotta go! Ugh!
Ross: (to the guys) I gotta go make a fake Ben.
Chandler: I cant talk to you now, I gotta find Monica!
Rachel: Sweety, I gotta tell ya... it sounds a little bit like you like the apartment more than you like...
Ross: Okay, this is getting a little crazy. I mean, Im-Im sure it would be amazing but I gotta say I really-really dont think it would be a good idea. Yknow? I really, really dont.
CAROL: We've gotta go, we've got that cab waiting.
Phoebe: IWe gotta get Monica. (She starts to leave.)
Rachel: No! You gotta hold my hand!!
Rachel: No! You gotta get me out of here Phoebe! These bargain shoppers are crazy!
Rachel: Oh, I gotta get back to work.
Phoebe: Yeah! And if you wanna look 19, then you You gotta do something about your eyes.
Rachel: Ok, great, because I gotta get out of here, the smell of beets is killing me!
Joey: Okay, really good. Anyway I gotta go; Im late for work.
Monica: They love my candy? Oh man!!! Ive gotta go make more!! (Starts to do so.)
Rachel: Ugh, I just gotta get the thing back!
Phoebe: Yeah, hes gotta go.
Phoebe: Yes, you will be very sad. All right, well I gotta go tell Rachel the good news.
Ross: Thank you, but, but you gotta leave.
Monica: Phoebe, hes gotta be in the room for that to work.
Tag: I'm okay. I gotta go down to the police station and look at mug shots.
Monica: No! No! No! No sweetie! No! Not like that! Were not at a barn dance. Youve gottayou wanna fold them like swans. Like I showed you at Christmas time, remember?
Rachel: Okay, you gotta give me some of your piece.
Monica: No. No, just, just, just a couple more boxes. It-it-its no big deal, all right, Im-Im cool. You gotta help me out with a couple more boxes!
Rachel: Dr. Long, Ive been at this for seventeen hours! Three women have come and gone with their babies, you gotta give me some good news! How many centimeters am I dilated? Eight? Nine?
Joey: All right! All right! Enough! Enough! Enough!! Enough! (To Chandler and Monica) You two go home! I-I-I gotta talk to Janine! (They start to leave.)
Monica: You gotta help me out here Pheebs.
Phoebe: Wow, a year and a half ago I didnt even know I had a brother, and now I have a sister too. (They all hug, and Frank and Alice start kissing.) Okay. Okay. Stop it, dont. So, I gotta get you a gift now. Is there anything you need?
Phoebe: Yknow, youre friends getting married, its gotta change things.
Joey: And I got custody of the kid, right? Now suppose the kid dies and-and I gotta buy a new kid.
CHANDLER: I'll see you guys later, I gotta go...do a thing.
Monica: Honey, we gotta go!
Rachel: Oh Ross youre so tense! You just gotta relax okay? Just need to relax all right? Just need to relax (She takes her hands off of the wheel.)
Rachel: (checking her watch) Op! We gotta go! (The girls stand up.)
Ross: I gotta get going. Bye Chandler.
Joey: You know what it is? It's a nice place but I gotta see I don't know if I see myself living here. Oh, oh, oh, let me see... (Joey sits down on the couch, mimes opening a can and puts his hand down his pants) Yeah, I could see it.
Joey: (running from his bedroom) Oh my God! I overslept! I was supposed to be on the set a half an hour ago! I gotta get out of here!
Monica: You-you gotta take it now. Come on, do it as a present to me.
Joey: No-no-no! We gotta go! Come on! (Joey picks him up in a firemans carry and carries him out.) Here we go.
Sandy: I really do understand how hard it's gotta be to leave your child with another person. I mean, it's leaving behind a piece of your heart... (Ross has got that bored/angry/skeptic look and Rachel is very emotional)
Joey: No! No! I cant! You gotta get me out of it! Ive got plans! (Spits.) Important plans! (Spits on the Ps.)
Phoebe: Yeah, so... They gotta die someday. (Mike's parents walk in) HELLO!
Chandler: Monicas gotta have the phone in the right place and(Frantic babbling.)
Ross: I gotta go find her.
Joey: (starting to cry) I gotta go check something over here. (He walks away so that they cant see him cry.)
Rachel: Well, I... you know, I-I-I don't know what to say... I mean, I never thought of you as a guy who needed his men to be men. You know, 'cause I gotta tell you Ross, it not like you just came in from branding cattle.
Monica: Hmm, a little relieved, I gotta say.
Joey: Yeah! You gotta tell a girl before you tape her. Such a rookie mistake.
Rachel: Well Phoebe, we gotta do something! (They turn the corner.) Well, yknow. I mean theres no way Joeys gonna make it in time. So Im gonna through the hotel and see if theres any other weddings going on.
Joey: (on cell phone) Im sorry I gotta cancel tonight baby
Joey: All right! Thanks! Youre the best! Now listen, the last day of auditions is Thursday. Okay? So I gotta get in there by Thursday. Okay? Just remember Thursday. Thursday. Can you remember Thursday?
Joey: Aaron! You gotta let me go. The guys hammered!
Monica: (entering from her bedroom) I gotta go to work. Has anybody seen my left boob?
Ross: Look this is starting to look really bad for me. Okay? Mona, Monas standing right over there. (Looks behind him.) Oh God, shes talking to Joey! You gotta let me win!
Rachel: Okay honey, you can finish this later were gonna be late. We gotta go.
Ursula: Hurry up I gotta pray!!
Mona: So, I gotta get going.
Rachel: Okay. Well, I gotta go you guys. Ill see you later.
Rachel: You are right there with Emily. And its yknow, its kinda like . its a tie! Well, I gotta get, I gotta get back to the dishes.
Mona: Oh, I gotta get to work. So call me later?
Ross: I mean, theres no point in spending time with someone if-if its just fun. Its gotta be, its gotta be going somewhere right? So where-where is it going? (Pause) Ah! Thats-thats the real question. And-and the answer is is its going somewhere fun. Now I-I know what youre thinking, fun was fine for you like ten years ago yknow, but youre-youre not getting any younger. No I meanNo not you, not you, youyou are getting younger. I meanyou-you look like youre getting younger by the secondWhats your secret?
Joey: Yeah, I gotta, I gotta go to my room too.
Rachel: (sympathetic) Oh. (Starts rubbing his wrist with her fingers.) Its gotta be rough.
Rachel: Well, I gotta get up early and its almost seven oclock.
Rachel: Oh, I gotta go back in there.
Chandler: If we do that, we gotta get Die Hard.
Rachel: No, everythings fine. I just gotta go back
Rachel: Honey, y'know I just gotta tell you, I think this is such a terrific thing you're having these babies for Frank and Alice.
Monica: I gotta tell you, yesterday was amazing. That massage felt so good!
Dina: I I dont care about fashion! Im pregnant! And I know you are too, so you gotta help me!
Roger: That's tough. Tough stuff. C'mon, Pheebs, we're gonna catch that movie, we gotta get going.
Joey: Uh, well yeah-yeah, I've got all of that going on. Yeah, listen uh, I want you to make sure you tell Chandler that he couldn't have been more wrong! Uh-oh! I gotta go Monica, my uh, my sushi's here!
Monica: Honey, you gotta talk to her.
Ross: Yknow what? I-I gotta go. (Starts to leave.)
Joey: Okay look Rach, I know this is a lot. You dont have to say anything. You-you uh, you take as much time as you need. (Long pause as Rachel says nothing.) Okay, you gotta say something!
Mike: I gotta tell you, I can't believe I'm doing this with you. Although I did just get out of a nine-year relationship, so I guess I should be open and taking some risks.
Monica: This is Rachel. I mean, what are you gonna do, never going to talk to her again? I mean I know its weird, its awkward, but you gotta at least try.
Rachel: Thanks, but I gotta go to work and get my eyes scratched out by Mindy.
ROSS: Hello. Oh hi, are you on your way ove-. Oh. No, no, I, I understand, I mean a monkey's gotta work. No it, it's no big deal, it' not like I uh, had anything special planned. Yeah OK, OK. OK, OK, bye.
Ross: Rach, we gotta go.
Phoebe: You gotta go!
Rachel: All right, I gotta go to bed. Honey, I had such a wonderful time.
Monica: Shes over a week late! She gotta have it today, right?
Joey: (standing behind her) Uh, you gotta press the button. (Does so.)
Joey: But it happens? (waiter leaves) I�m gotta go to the bathroom.
Phoebe: (Looks around) It's alright. Look kiddo, I gotta go. Good luck with the career. You're gonna be huge.
Ross: Rach, I promise first thing tomorrow we'll find another doctor, but I gotta get up early and I'm not feeling all that well.
Joey: Fine, fine okay. But I gotta say technically, I didnt even do anything wrong.
Rachel: Ross, seriously! You've gotta go to an appropriate doctor.
Ross: Yeah. Yeah, it really was. But we we gotta be careful. We we cant let that happen again, yknow?
Joey: Yeah uh look Rach, theres something I gotta tell ya.
Monica: Oh-ho-ho, sweetie, sweetie, you gotta stop saying that, now. Its no big deal, its not even worth mentioning, you see we all do it all the time. See watch this, Ben, Ben, Ben. (goes over and starts hitting her head on the post) Ow, Monica bang! (does it again) Everybody bang. (repeats) Ben bang. (repeats) Rachel bang. (repeats) Bang, Rachel bang! Oh, isnt that fun?
Phoebe: I wouldn't say never, you know there's that guy (pause) well what about (pause) ok well there's gotta be someone.
Ross: You gotta be at least bi...
Rachel: Oh, all right. But yknow I gotta say, I dont, I dont think six years counts as an era.