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[Scene: Monica and Chandler's Apartment, everyone's there; Phoebe recites the last verse of a poem to Joey. This poem is known as "The Night Before Christmas" by Clement Clarke Moore, but it seems that it's rather "Account of a visit from St. Nicholas" by Henry Livingston.]
Monica: It's so unfair, you don't even like your job!
Monica: It's just... It's hard enough not seeing you during the week, but for Christmas... alright, if this is what you have to do, I understand.
Chandler: All right everybody, I know that it's Christmas Eve and you'd rather be with your families, but there's *no* call (he takes it off) for writing "Screw you, Mr. Bing!" on the back of my chair! (he looks at it) -- By the way, you can all call me Chandler.
Chandler: (to the others) You hear that? You may not be with your families, but at least it's gonna smell like ham in here.
Rachel: Oh, it's a Macy's bag!
Chandler: Then it's okaaay! (They kiss.)
Chandler: You know what, everybody? Go home. You should be with your families. It's bad enough that we're working New Year's Eve.
Chandler: Ah, well no, it's just uh, me and Wendy.
Chandler: Well look, it's not easy to spend this much time apart, you know. She's entitled to be a little paranoid... or, in this case: right on money! ... You know, she's amazing, and beautiful, and smart, and if she were here right now, ...she'd kick your ass. Look, you're a really nice person... ham stealing and adultery aside. But, what I have with my wife is pretty great, so nothing is ever gonna happen between us.
Chandler: Well I think it's safe to say that our friendship is effectively ruined.
Monica: Listen umm, I've been thinking, it's not fair for me to ask you to spend all of your money on our wedding. I mean, you work, you work really hard for that.
Rachel: (opens her present from Ross; it's a dark-red scarf) Oohh, I love it!
Phoebe: (at the window) Hey look, you guys, it's snowing!
Rachel: Oh wow, it's so beautiful...
Monica: Okay, fine. Let's talk about snow. -- Do you think it's snowing in Tulsa, where my husband is having sex on a copying machine?
Joey: Hey-heeyyy - Look at that, it's a Christmas miracle!
Chandler: Yeah! It's a stupid job, and I could not stand leaving you. And why should I be the only one who doesn't get to do what he *really* wants to do?
Monica: No, I think that this is what you wanna do, I think it's great!
Joey: Is it on me? I feel, I feel like it's on me! I got, hey! (He storms into his room)
Joey: No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no... I think it's better if you tell him, you know. It's easier for a woman. That way, you know, if he gets mad, all you have to do is go... I didn't mean it. I'm so so--ooory. (he pushes his breasts together from the side)
ROSS: Ok, Pheebs! How 'bout we'll each just pay for what we had. It's no big deal.
Chandler: Well, don't we look nice all dressed up?...It's stuff like that, isn't it?
Joey: Hey, it's great having you back. You know, stay as long as you want, and when does she stop crying all night?
Phoebe: Give her a break, it's hard being on your own for the first time.
Sandy: I er... I hope you don't mind. I used some of my home-made lotion on Emma. It's a mixture of calendula and honey cream. It'll dry that rash right up. Plus... It keeps the hands young... (it makes Rachel smile)
Ross: (surprised, chuckling nervously) Of course it's your friend Tanya. (looks up frightenedly)
Chandler: No, no, the actual cartoon character. Of course the balloon. It's all over the news. Right before he reached Macy's, he broke free and was spotted flying over Washington Square Park. I'm goin' to the roof, who's with me?
Sandy: I realise how it's... a bit unorthodox for some people, but I really believe, the most satisfying thing you can do with your life, is take care of a child.
Monica: (answers the phone) Hello? (Listens.) (To Phoebe) It's Joey. (Phoebe's proud of herself.) (To Joey) I'm so glad you called! Chandler told me what happened. Y'know he's really upset about it.
Roy: Well, look - it's not my fault if you're too uptight to appreciate the male form in all it's glory.
Phoebe: It's so weird seeing Ross and Rachel with a baby. It's just so grown up.
Rachel: Look Daddy, it's my life. Well maybe I'll just stay here with Monica.
Paul: (over the intercom) It's, uh, it's Paul.
Monica: Joey, stop hitting on her! It's her wedding day!
Ross: (normal voice) No, go on! It's Paul the Wine Guy!
Monica: This is crazy! I mean, it's such a stupid argument. I don't even wanna see Richard again.
Monica: It's no big deal, I do it all the time.
Paul: It's okay...
Monica: Well, it's like that. With feelings.
Phoebe: Yeah, it's beautiful.
Monica: No it's not.
Phoebe: Y'know, it's even worse when you're twins.
Joey: (To a co-worker) Hey, it's not the first time I lost a girl to a cowboy spraying cologne. (A customer walks by.) Bijan for men? (The customer ignores him, and Joey starts to chase him) Bijan for men?!
Susan: It's my baby too.
Carol: No, I mean it's not Geller.
Monica: And Nancy said that it's really under price, because the guy lost his job and has to move in with his parents!
Alan: (on the intercom) It's Alan.
Phoebe: No. 'Cause you need that. No, it's okay, thanks.
Rachel: It's worse than the thumb!
Monica: I know.. it's gonna be really hard.
Joey: So that's it? It's over? Just like that?
Monica: Nothing. I just think it's nice when we're all here together.
CHANDLER: Hey, guys, it's after midnight, merry Christmas everyone. [Ross and Phoebe hug, Monica and Rachel hug, Chandler is left standing]
Paul: No, it's, it's more of a fifth date kinda revelation.
Phoebe: It's fun, God I love how sexy I am. (Coughs really loudly.)
Carl: I'm just sayin', if I see one more picture of Ed Begley, Jr. in that stupid electric car, I'm gonna shoot myself! I mean, don't get me wrong... I'm not against environmental issues per se.... it's just that guy!
Monica: Please tell me it's his mother.
Monica: Weeeell, it's rum, and-
Chandler: I think it's great. Y'know, it's sweet, it's romantic...
Ross: Okay. I think it's time to change somebody's nicotine patch. (Does so.)
Ross: Look, it's just a little more complicated...
Joey: Well uh, it's just that uh, y'know if-if you're gonna be wearing someone's sweatshirt shouldn't it be your boyfriends--and Im not him.
Chandler: Yeah, but that's like two blocks away from the beach. I mean, it's a total party zoo.
Rachel: Absolutely! Absolutely. I d... it’s just a little weird, it’s you, and it’s me, it's just gonna take some getting used to.
Phoebe: Hey! It's raining. I don't want to fly in the rain. So
Mrs. Geller: Nothing! It's an expression.
Ross: Oh, now, don't listen to him, Pheebs, I think it's endearing.
Ross: (not wanting to tell her) Uh-oh, uh-oh, the laundry's done. It's, uh, it's a song. The laundry song that we sing. (singing) Uh-oh the laundry's done, uh-oh, uh-oh.
Aurora: It's not Rick.
Rachel: ah ha ha. ah ha ha. <evil meancing laughter> It's forty five.
Phoebe: She's already fluffed that pillow... Monica, you know, you've already fluffed that- (Monica glares at her.) -but, it's fine!
Jill: (on phone) Hi Mom, it's Jill.
Chandler: Hey, it's me.
Monica: (to everyone) It's Chandler! (on phone) Are you OK?
[Scene: Monica and Rachel's, The phone rings; it's Chandler.]
Joey: No, eh, oh-oi, easy, it's not a hot dog!
Joey: It's never gonna happen.
Jill: (checks) Sorry, it's not.
Ross: Oh, no, it's great. It's great. He is... He is an amazing guy.
Mr. Heckles: Er, yeah, it's mine.
Sandy: No, none at all. You need to be happy with whoever is in your home... Although if you don't mind telling me, what was your problem? Maybe it's something I can work on in the future.
Chandler: What are you, stop naming dwarves! (on phone) Hello, Janice. Hi, I'm so glad that you called, I know I've been acting a really weird lately. And, it's just because I'm crazy about you, and I just got...stupid, and, and scared, and....stupid a couple of more times. I'm sorry. (listens) Really?! (listens) Really?!
Rachel: Hello? Yes, she is, hold on a second, please. Monana, it's for you, the credit card people.
Ross: Some days it's all I can think about.
Joey: Look at you, all sweet and innocent, sleeping like an angel... with Emma's chubby little hands wrapped around ya. (he picks up Hugsy) It's okay, Emma, you stay asleep. (Emma cries)
Phoebe: Okay, it's in spasm.
Rachel: (holding the phone out to Chandler) Chandler? It's Alan, he wants to speak to you.
Phoebe: Okay, umm, it's this tragic love story between Cathy and Heathcliff and umm, it takes place on like these really creepy mores in England. Which I think represents the wildness of Heathcliff's character. I totally get symbolism.
EDDIE: Well, not unless it's got something to do with dehydrating my man because right now I'm a dehydrating maniac!
Monica: Hello? Hello? Oh! Rachel, it's Paolo calling from Rome.
Phoebe: It's nice that he has someone.
Rachel: I don't know. I don't know... I thought about it all the way there, and I thought about it all the way back... and, uh, oh, you guys, y'know, it's Ross. Y'know what I mean? I mean, it's Ross.
Fake Monica: Yes necessarily! I mean, I dunno what it is, maybe it's the Amish thing.
Janice: Ow. Um, it's just my lens. It's just my lens. I'll be right back.
Monica: Hey everybody! It's Fun Bobby!
Phoebe: It's your thing, and-
Chandler: It's gonna be okay, right? I mean she's not gonna leave me? This is, this is fixable.
Rachel: Ohh, it's me and La Poo! Wow! I miss that dog.
Monica: I think it's romantic.
Chandler: Alright, somebody kiss me. Somebody kiss me, it's midnight! Somebody kiss me!
Ross: No. It's the one he's licking.
Aunt Lillian: You know, whatever we pick, she would've told us it's the wrong one.
Sandy: It's okay. I get that a lot doing what I do. But I am straight. I-I'm engaged actually.
Mrs. Bing: No, it's you!
Joey: I dunno what to say, Ross. Uh, it's a monkey.
Rachel: Honey, you can say it, Poconos, Poconos, it's like Poc-o-nos (touching Paolo's nose with forefinger with each syllable)
Phoebe: Well, actually it's just from me.
PHOEBE: Listen to you two. It's so sad. Looks like I'm gonna be going to the goddess meetings alone.
Chandler: Oh, it's just some crazy guy who roams the halls here. He's great with kids though.
Monica: Hey dad, what's up? (Listens) Oh God. Ross, it's Nana.
Carol: Yes, we certainly do, it's going to be...
PHOEBE: It's a Wonderful Life. Yes I've heard of this.
Chandler: Well, it's a pretty big commitment, I mean, what if one of us wants to move out?
Rachel: All right, believe me.If you win the lottery, it's the last you're gonna hear from us!
Monica: Mom says it's all of Manhattan, parts of Brooklyn and Queens, and they have no idea when it's coming back on.
Ross: I think It's the most beautiful table I've ever seen.
Roger: It's textbook.
Joey: Uh, it's 2:30 in the morning!