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Chandler: Oh, he's in the back. The duck pissed him off, said that eggs came first.
Rachel: I am so proud of Joey, I can't believe he's going to be on Law & Order!
Rachel: No. No. Every thing's--they're fine. Great pizza. But it's uh, actually umm my friend Ross. He uh, just gets really nervous when he's flirting.
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.
WAITER: Oh my God! Someone, he's choking. Is anyone here a doctor?
Rachel: Well, he's coming from Jersey, he said he would get here as fast as he could!
JANITOR: Of course they're gonna say he's dead. They don't want the bad publicity. It's all a great big cover-up. Do you have any idea how high up this thing goes?
PHOEBE: Um well I don't really. Just genetically. He's kinda my dad too.
Joey: He's got the body for it.
MNCA: But I'm gonna be there... for the rest of my life. I mean, I can't break up with him. I'm the one who made him quit drinking. He's dull because of me.
Joey: You should both know, that he's a dead man. Oh, Chandler? (Starts after Chandler.)
ROSS: Ahh, oh that's OK, I mean, he's probably got, you know, parties to go to and stuff. But, ya know, he's moved on. Hey, that, that's the way it goes right.
Joey: Ohh, you're upset because you think I chose Ross over you! No! I knew you could take care of yourself. Y'know, I mean Ross, he need help. He's not street like us!
Phoebe: Oh no! He's not getting away that easy! (Phoebe and Joey run towards the bathroom and enter)
Ross: I know. I know. I mean, one day, he's this little thing, and before you know it, he's this little thing I can't get off my leg.
Rachel: God, I hope he doesn't show up. Of course he's not gonna show up, the guy hates me.
Ross: Dr. Gettleman? Yeah I know, I don't think that's a good idea. In fact, I think he's dead.
PHOE: Look, I, y'know, I don't mind taking it slow, I like him a lot, y'know he's really interesting and he's really sweet and why won't he give it up?
Rachel: G.I. Joe? Do you really think he's gonna fall for that?
Ross: No, NO! (they're moving to the side of the bed, where they sit down) Look, I need to talk to Joey. I mean, you guys just broke up. Before anything more happens between us, I need to know he's okay with it.
Ross: What, so he was a little analytical. That's what he does, y'know? C'mon, he's not that bad.
Joey: (Shocked) Oh! Well that's it! He's the last one to go. I'm locking you guys in. (turns the bolts of the door, thereby locking it)
Joey: It's not right what Emily wants you to do! She is totally-(The gang enters behind Joey and Phoebe pinches him again.)-Owww!! Stop pinching me! Look, now you guys said I only had to keep my mouth shut as long as Ross was happy, right? Well he just told me that he's not entirely happy.
Monica: If you would stop thinking about Ross for one minute you would notice that there are great guys everywhere! I mean, look! Look, Gunther! (Gunther turns to listen in.) I mean, he's nice, he's cute.
Monica: My brother's going through that right now, he's such a mess. How did you get through it?
MONICA: (entering) Richard buzzed. He's waiting downstairs.
Monica: There's nothing to tell! He's just some guy I work with!
Monica: I know, he's just so, so... Do you remember you and Tony DeMarco?
All: Loved him! Yeah! He's great!
Rachel: I think he's across the hall.
Rachel: (to Ross, who has wandered up) God, he's good.
Ross: (from his apartment) Man! They cannot get enough! (Makes like he's a robot and waves at the cutouts.)
Chandler: He's open!
Phoebe: No. (Monica brushes Coma Guy's hair in the other direction) No! No! ...So, um, do you think he's doing any better than he was this morning?
Chandler: ...He's in.
Monica: I think he's shy.
Monica: And say what? "You owe me a goodbye", I mean, he's got more pride than that.
Joey: No, but he's...
(Joey enters and he's on the phone.)
Tom: Oh, actually I barely knew him. Yeah, I came because I heard Chandler's news. D'you know if he's seeing anyone?
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.)
Aurora: He's... new.
Monica: He's in the bathroom. I don't think you wanna go in there!
Ross: Marcel. Bring me the rice, c'mon. Bring me the rice, c'mon. Good boy. Good boy. C'mere, gimme the rice. (Marcel brings the rice) Thank you, good boy. Well, I see he's finally mastered the difference between 'bring me the' and 'pee in the'. (Rachel ignores him) 'Bring me the' and- Rach?
Chandler: He's a he?
Joey: He's planning your birthday party.
Ross: Okay, look, he's not gonna hurt them, right?
Shelley: What? He's cute!
Monica: He's not great umm, but he's dealing with it. Oh wait a minute, you're not gonna try
Steve: Yeah, he's the handy man. He's gonna be retiring next week and everyone who lives here is kicking in a 100 bucks as a thank you for all the hard work type of thing.
ROSS: Yeah, yeah, just a tough day at work. A stegosaurus fell over and trapped a kid. Whoa, whoa, I know this jacket, this is, th--Fun Bobby's jacket! Where is he, what. He, he's here, isn't he?
Monica: Ross! He's playing with my spatulas again!
Joey: All right, I have one question. What is the deal with this? (Imitates Ross's 'quiet down' maneuver, but does move his hands up and down he just flaps his hands as if he's waving good-bye.)
Monica: He's coming. Be cool, be cool, be cool.
[Scene: The Wake, at the Gellers' house. Ross is lying on his back, with Phoebe squatting over him, checking to see if he's injured.]
Mrs. Bing: He's not a hero. ...You know who our hero is.
Ross: No. It's the one he's licking.
Phoebe: Oh he's like a...
Rachel: I don't know...right, he's the pig!
Rachel: Oh, God, he's such a pig,
Ronni: Wow. He's strict.
Ross: Oh, it's-it's Marcel. He keeps shutting me out, y'know? He's walking around all the time dragging his hands...
[Scene: Chandler's hotel room, he's sitting there with Joey who's talking about his helmet and running his hand through that feathery thing at the top.]
Chandler: Basically we just feel that he's...
Steve: Well then you can't have any. (she grabs for the package, and it breaks open. Gummi-bears fly everywhere, some into the punch bowl on the table.) Bear overboard! I think he's drowning. (he throws some Sugar-O's into the punch bowl) Hey fellows! Grab on a Sugar-O... save yourself! (Mimicking the bears) "Help! I'm drowning! Help!"
Phoebe: David's like, y'know, Scientist Guy. He's very methodical.
Phoebe: Well, Vince is great, y'know `cause, he's like a guy, guy. Y'know? He's so burly, he's sooo very burly. (giggles)
Dr. Baldhara: Well, if he's up against a jungle cat or an animal with horns, you've got to give the little guy something. Otherwise it's just cruel.
Phoebe: Come, sit. (He's hesitant.) Sit. (Still hesitating.) Sit! (He sits on the arm of the couch.) Umm, all righty, before we get started I justI need you to state for the official record that you are in fact Frank Buffay.
[Scene: Chandler's office, he's on the phone, agitated.]
Mrs. Tribbiani: Do you remember how your father used to be? Always yelling, always yelling nothing made him happy, nothing made him happy, not that wood shop, not those stupid little ships in the bottle, nothing. Now he's happy! I mean, it's nice, he has a hobby.
Celia: I can't stand this! He's got his claws in my...
Angela: Bob is great. He's smart, he's sophisticated, and he has a real job. You, you go on three auditions a month and you call yourself an actor, but Bob...
ROSS: I don't know.� But, you know, we, we have a lot in common, you know.� He plays piano; I played keyboards in college.� He's been divorced; I have some experience in that area.
Rachel: (looking at picture) Hey he's wearing a sweater.
(He does the ancient trick of going downstairs while behind the couch. As soon as he's out of sight, Emma starts crying.)
Steve: I'm not funny either. So, if you were thinking, "well, he's not that good-looking, but maybe we'll have some laughs"... That ain't gonna happen.
Monica: He's a dropper!
Shelley: Okay. He's cute, he's funny, he's-
Ross: (covering with his hand Chandler's face, like pretending he's not there) (to Monica) There're these two professors who are joining my department and I have to meet them here and show them around campus.
Monica: Okay, he's a senior in college.
Phoebe: Uh-huh. Okay. Okay, don't you think, maybe, though, it's just that he's so perceptive that it freaks you out?
Monica: Ross, he's got the remote again.
Monica: Level 1 alert. I repeat, level 1. This is not a drill. Okay we've got a situation. The minister just called. He's snowed in. He can't make it.
Roger: You're so funny! He's really funny! I wouldn't wanna be there when when the laughter stops.
Chandler: And he's not speaking metaphorically.
Phoebe: (with a deep voice) Mr. Bing's office. (Listens) No I'm sorry, he's in a meeting right now.
Monica: Oh, look, he's waking up!
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: I don't know. Look he's a great guy and I love being with him but... you know. Things happen, and they happen. You don't plan these things.
Ross: I can't believe it! He's looking right at us!
Angela: You know what else? He's unbelievable in bed.
Chandler: Oh, it's just some crazy guy who roams the halls here. He's great with kids though.
Monica: Great, now he's waving back.
Phoebe: You know he's gay?
Luisa: I could... but I won't. If I find that monkey, he's mine. (Leaves)
Ross: No-no, he's, he's very docile.
Phoebe: Oh, look, he's closing his eyes again.
Phoebe: Yeah, but did you see the dents in his knuckles? That means he's artistic.
Phoebe: Joey. You know, um, he's really nutsy about you.
Joey: No way! Mr.Salty is a sailor, all right, he's got to be, like, thetoughest snack there is.
Joey: He's right, cause if you're just gonna, like, break his heart, that's the kind of thing that can wait.
Joey: (entering) He's back! The peeper's back!
Joey: Well, given that he's desperately in love with you, he probably wouldn't mind getting a cup of coffee or something.