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Ross: Well I dont know, but how-how great would that be huh? You living in my building. I could help take care of the baby. I can come over whenever I want. (Rachel looks at him.) With your permission.
Joey: Hey Pheebs, you wanna help?
Rachel: Yeah I dont think dressing provocatively is going to help me here! Oh my god just please take her.
Monica: (looking out window) Oh, god help us.
Chandler: We should start with the big stuff. Yknow? That'll be the easiest. Uh, let's start with the couch. (He picks up one end and Ross doesn't help) I got it. (He moves it back to where he thinks it goes.)
Joey: Do you want any help?
Teleplay by: Mark Kunerth Story by: Peter Tibbals Transcribed by: Cassie With Help From: Eric Aasen
Ross: Thanks, man, big help.
Ross: D'ya.. uh.. d'ya need any help?
Monica: Hi...May I help you?
Joey: Hey. Can, uh, can we help you?
Monica: Ross, could you come and help me with the spaghetti, please?
Ursula: Yeah, um, may we help you?
Joey: (proud) I know, but, I made a huge mistake. I never should have broken up with her. Will you help me? Please?
Rachel: Excuse me? Can I help you with anything?
Chandler: You know you don't want me to help. You can't have it both ways!
Chandler: Somebody wanna help me, tryin' to rip out my heart. (they pull her hand off of him) Uh, that's great. (looking around) Anybody seen a nipple?
Monica: Oh, I asked one of the waitresses at work if she'd help me out.
Teacher: May I help you?
Rachel: (To Monica) Im okay! Im okay! (She knocks on Mr. Heckles's window.) Mr. Heckles, Mr. Heckles could you help me please?
Woman No. 1: Hi, can I help you?
Chandler: Yes, but these women are very hot, and they need our help! And they're very hot.
Ross: Help! Help!
Phoebe: Oh God, I tried everything to make myself feel better. I even tried writing a song about it... but... I can't think of anything that rhymes with AARRGGHH!! (pause) Hey Monica, I really need your help getting through this...
All: Help!
Joey: Hey, Chan, can you help me out here? I promise I'll pay you back.
Monica: And y'know what, I just realised, in the last year Ive only gone out with two guys, Richard and Julio. You gotta help me out here, you gotta set me up, you gotta get me back in the game.
Phoebe: Here, look, alright, does this help?
Monica: Actually there is. Chandler usually helps me with this, but hes really into the game so I dont want to bother him. Could you help me fold these napkins? (Hands her a stack of them.)
RICHARD: Glad to be of help. Matches. [walks out to the balcony]
JOEY: I don't know, I'm just tryin' to help you out.
Mr. Geller: (also lying) Ill help you dial.
Susan and Ross: (even louder) Help!
Joey: I gotta a lot of nice stuff to say about you guys, ok? And I know how much you wanna have a baby, you know, and I would love to help you get one.
Chandler: He said...he said, he said that they're having a great time. I'm sorry. But, the silver lining, if you wanna see it, is that he made the decision all by himself! Without any outside help whatsoever.
JOEY: Somebody wanna help me out here?
Ross: I was working late in the library one afternoon. It was just the two of us. She needed some help with her word jumble. And one thing led to another. If you must know, Anita was very gentle and tender. May she rest in peace
Mrs. Green: Its like youre a cave person. Rachel, you must get a nanny. You dont know how overwhelming this is going to be. I mean when you were a baby I had full time help, I had Mrs. Kay.
Mark: Here, let me. (answers phone) Rachel Green's line, how may I help you?
Rachel: Yeah. Its just gonna be too hard. Yknow? I mean, its Ross. How can I watch him get married? Yknow its just, its for the best, yknow it is, its Yknow, plus, somebodys got to stay here with Phoebe! Yknow shes gonna be pretty big by then, and she needs someone to help her tie her shoes; drive her to the hospital in case she goes into labour.
Ross: This is crazy! I mean, yes-yes Rachel is my good friend and I-I have loved her in the past, but now, she is just my wife! Phoebe, will you-will you help me out here?
Joey: Look-look-look you guys, I need some help! Okay? Someone is going to have to convince my hand twin to cooperate!
Phoebe: No, no, it's not your fault. You know it's partly my fault, 'cause I made you quit cold turkey. Sorry, no. Okay, well, I mean, I can't date you anymore, 'cause your, you know (in a high pitched voice) Wow! But um, but I will definitely, definitely help you get over my sister. Okay, stalk me for a while. Huh? Yeah, and, and, and, I'll be like an Ursula patch.
RACHEL: Hey, Mon, you want some help?
ERICA: I don't understand, why didn't you help that man?
MONICA: I'll help you fix your sweater.
[Scene: Joey and Rachel's, Chandler is getting help writing his vows from Joey and Ross.]
Joey: (entering) Look, what am I gonna do? I'm not flirting but still, I'm drawing her to me like - like a moth to a flame! (Tries to put his feet on the coffee table...they won't reach and looks around.) What the hell's going on over here?!?!? (Points to Chandler) Monica's gonna kill you! Look I need your help, I have to do something to-to repel this woman! Wait a minute, wait a minute, you guys repel women all the time.
RACHEL: I'll help you throw out your purse.
JOEY: Can't help you, I'm not wearing any.
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!"
ROSS: No no, you're uh, you're my lobster. See um, lobsters, uhh, in the tank when, when they're old, uhh, they get with, uhh, they walk around holding the claws. In the tank, ya know, with, with the holding and. . . Uhh, Phoebs you wanna help me out with the, the whole lobster thing?
Rachel: Ok...this could be a little awkward...I'm just going to blow past it... well can't you just use that method actor thing where you use your real life memories to help you in your performance?
ROSS: It would really help when I'm kissing you if you didn't shout out my sister's name.
Elizabeth: Ahh, I just have one problem left that I do not know how to solve. Uhh, Rachel maybe you want to come upstairs and help me figure it out?
CHANDLER: May I help you?
CHANDLER: You want some help.
RYAN: Oh God help me.
Phoebe: Yeah, it's weird. I can't help it though he's so sweet, he's like this little puppy dog, y'know? But like a really tough one that shots bad guys. Ohh, I just love beginning parts of relationships, y'know?! You just like can't keep your hands off each other.
Chandler: Oh no-no-no, I will do it. Honey, you have to learn to sit down and relax and let your husband take care of things once and awhile. (Tries the door.) Its locked, you have to help me. Why is it locked?
JOEY: Come on, I need your help here.
RACHEL: Hi, hi can I help you?
CHANDLER: Look you have to help me out here. I thought we had a deal. I thought by the time...
Rachel: Ohh, its gonna be so great! Im gonna get to help decide what we sell, Im gonna have an office with walls and everything. (turns to Monica) Im gonna have walls!
Rachel: Honey, this will help. (hands him a tub of ice cream)
Monica: You want some help with that?
Rachel: Ross, I am trying to help her become a better person. This is a huge breakthrough for her! She just offered to do something for another human being!!
ROSS: Yeah, can't help but.
Monica: All right, Chandler can make boxes, Ross can wrap, and Joey can lift things. Now Phoebe, go tell the guys they have to help out!
MONICA: Um, you guys, you know when I said before, "thank you, but I don't really need your help"?
Jester: Uh, may I help you?
Phoebe: Hey, its your Thanksgiving too, y'know, instead of watching football, you could help.
Dr. Green: What do you need help for?
Issac: (to Chandler and Joey) Can I help you?
Monica: So the going for help went well?
RACHEL: It's just this thing. Every year we would go out on my dad's boat and watch the fireworks. Mom always hated it because the ocean air made her hair all big. My sister Jill would be throwing up over the side and my dad would be upset becasue nobody was helping and then when we did help he would scream at us for doing it wrong. But then when the fireworks started, everybody just shut up, you know, and it'd get really cold, and we would all just sort of smush under this one blanket. It never occured to anybody to bring another one. And now it's just...
Guy: (muffled) May I help you?
Ross: Im just trying to help you, move on.
Joey: I couldnt help it, there love is so pure.
Richard: (standing behind her, without his moustache) I can help with that.
Rachel: Oh honey, I'm sorry we can't help you there, 'cause we're cuddlily sleepers. (Chandler makes an 'Ewww' face) Okay, I'm late for work.
Phoebe: Yeah, I know. Its a real mustard-tastrophe. Can you help me?
Rachel: Look, either help me or go.
Ross: (He checks his watch) Sure. Ill help you.
Written by: Seth Kirkland Transcribed by: Eric Aasen With Help from: Darcy Partridge
Phoebe: I'm sorry, Frank. I didn't realise things were so bad. You know, I'll help out more. I can - I can babysit any time you want. You name the day, and I'll be there.
Rachel: Okay, that doesnt help me, because we went to the same high school.
Mrs. Geller: (entering) Hows the hired help?
Amanda: Okay, well, my cell phone number is right here on the counter, please help yourself to anything in the fridge.
Rachel: (She drops the brush) Y'know what? I cannot do this with my left hand! Would you please, help me with this too?
Monica: (hums for a while, then gives up, and in her head) If it bothers you that much, just go out and get the shoes. No. Don't do this. This is stupid! I don't have to prove anything, I'm gonna go get them...But then everyone will know. Unless I get them, and then wake up really early and put them back! ...I need help! (She buries her head in her pillow.)
Chandler: Well, can we help?! You want us to take you back to the house?!
Phoebe: After that? Yeah! No, I mean if I can help.
Phoebe: (to the nurse) Excuse me? Could you help me with something? The patient Im looking for has a broken leg and is in a wheelchair. And umm, hes like early to mid-thirties, very attractive.
Tim: Here, let me help. (Does so.)
Phoebe: Well, I think it's great that the medical community is finally trying to help sick hamsters.
Rachel: Oh but you could. You can. Absolutely! We can help each other out! We can get--what are those--those patches! We could be like the Patch Sisters!
Ross: Yeeeeeep Yep-yep-yep-yep-yep. I remember when she took out on her dads boat she wouldnt let me help at all.
Rachel: Oh wait, Ross, would you just stay and help me get dressed?
Ross: You've got to help me my monkey swallowed a 'K'!
Phoebe: Fine. But you can't help me develop my new universal language.