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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.]
Chandler: Yeah, we have all this paperwork that needs to be filed by the end of the year. If I don't get it done, I'll be fired.
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.
Wendy: I was, uh, checking out that insurance company's Christmas party on three, oh, it was really beautiful, they have all these decorations and this huge tree and I just, uh... to hell with them, we have to work. -- So I stole ther ham. (She turns the cardboard box upside down over the conference table, a big piece of ham falls out.)
Chandler: Well, that's like money in your pocket! - Alright look, you want me to say it? This sucks. Being here sucks! This work sucks!
Wendy: *Now* it feels like Christmas.
"Went to the store, sat on Santa's lap. Asked him to bring my friends all kinds of crap. Said all you need is to write them a song. Now, you haven't heard it yet, so don't try to sing along. No, don't sing along.
Phoebe: No-no, we do it every year!
Chandler: Oh well, that, that makes it not terrible.
Phoebe: Oh, that's it? (Mimics Chandler) A great idea! Oh yeah.
(Phoebe tips it upside down, and a shoe falls out)
Phoebe: Ooh, who's it for?
Ross: Because, I'm finally getting him excited about Hanukkah, and, and you're-you're wrecking it.
Monica: (to Chandler) Hey, you think, you can keep it another night? (She has a really teasing look on her face and keeps twirling Chandler's beard.)
Chandler: Ah. (The phone rings; he answers it) Chandler Bing.
Monica: So is it horrible? Is everybody working really hard?
Chandler: It is. Did I... not tell you about her?
(Chandler starts to think about it...)
Monica: I know, I just thought it would be fun.
Chandler: It bodes well for me that speed impresses you.
Monica: Do you wanna do it at the same time?
Chandler: No, we'll-we'll bring it back! Just put it under your dress.
(She does so and it makes her look pregnant.)
Chandler: Look, I thought about it too, and I'm sorry. I think we should spend all of the money on the wedding.
Chandler: Well, stuff like where we'd live, y'know? Like a small place outside the city, where our kids could learn to ride their bikes and stuff. Y'know, we could have a cat that had a bell on its collar and we could hear it every time it ran through the little kitty door. Of course, we'd have an apartment over the garage where Joey could grow old.
Rachel: (opens her present from Ross; it's a dark-red scarf) Oohh, I love it!
Ross: Really? You're not gonna return it?
Ross: Wow, it really is!
Chandler: I know, I, I should have talked to you first about it.
Chandler: I... thought it was a timely start to thinking about other people. Besides, this gift still says I love you guys.
Monica: You are! (she picks up a bill from the table, handing it to Chandler) Hey, here's twenty bucks. -- Why don't you go buy yourself something pretty while I'm at work tomorrow?
Joey: Yeah! Well, well really it's three. Please. You're so good at it. I love you.
Phoebe: Oh, I don't know. I mean it was fun one time.
Chandler: It doesn't scare me!
Carol: Oh umm, yknow I think it would be better if we just save it.
Rachel: I mean, didn't you think you were just gonna meet somone, fall in love- and that'd be it? (Ross gazes at her.) ..Ross?
PHOEBE: Phoebe, just watch that, I promise it will resotre all your faith in humanity.
Rachel: Well, yeah, right, yknow what? Yeah, youre right, I mean, we no, we have our fun. Yeah! But if (Grunts uncomprehensively) I mean, I mean like craaaazy! Yknow? Okay, all right. This is gonna, this is gonna sound yknow, a little umm, hasty, but uh, just go with it. Umm. Ugh. What if we got married?
Ross: I don't know, I'm one sorry polentologist. (Stops reading.) All right Joey, we get it. (To Chandler) I'm sorry.
Phoebe: Yeah okay, no if it helps you okay. Yeah.
Phoebe: This is madness. It's madness, I tell you, for the love of God, Monica, don't do it!! ...Thank you.
Joey: I didn't get it?
Phoebe: Please, right now, no, every time I see him its like Is it on the lose? Is it watching me?
Chandler: So I was right. This is what it feels like to be right. (Pause) Its oddly unsettling.
JOEY: Well, it was a fight. . . based on serious stuff, remember. About how I never lived alone or anything. I just think it would be good for me, ya know, help me to grow or. . . whatever.
Rachel: Yeah, it is.
Rachel: Oh, good, good! We had this idea to make a birthday video for Emma and we'll give it to her when she is 18.
Joey: I'm sorry, it just felt nice.
Joey: No! No! I-I can do it one more time! See? Look! (Eats another spoonful) Hmm, noodle soup. Damnit! (Storms out.)
Ross: Okay, okay. Enough, enough with the lunging. No! I'm sick of this. Okay. I've had it up to here with you two! Neither you can come to the party!
Monica: Nope, sound like me. Pheebs, its going great. Look at Chandler with little baby girl Chandler.
Mindy: Now, I know things've been weird lately, but you're like my oldest friend in the world... Except for maybe Laurie Schaffer, who I don't talk to anywhere, 'cause she's all bitter now that she lost the weight and it turns out she doesn't have a pretty face. ....Okay, I'm just gonna ask you this once, and I want a straight answer.
Phoebe: Oh well, as long as it is under control, you know, you can't do anything about it, he's already dating her, and she is a nice person, that wouldn't be right.
Ross: Yeah! Theyre putting together this panel to talk about these fossils they just found in Peru and The Discovery Channels gonna film it!
Ross: (moving over to stand in front of her) Okay, okay. This morning you said there was nothing so big that we couldnt work past it together...
Ross: No, no, Carol. There's nothing wrong with it. I just, I just don't think breast milk is for adults.
Janice: Who's party is it?
Chandler: Okay. (He opens it and its a baby chick) Its a chicken.
Phoebe: Yeah, yeah. You can do it to. (tries to do it, but cant)
Rachel: This one's from Joey... feels like a book. Thinks it's a book... feels like a book. And...(opens it)...it's a book!
Frank: What, wait, you mean like this? (does it)
Frank: Your not doing it.
Ross: Yeah, its hard okay, I only have two spots left.
Monica: Well it wasnt my fault, Phoebe was in charge of the invitations!
Phoebe: So is it like art?
Phoebe: No kind. He just makes it up.
Phoebe: Yeah, okay, Ive-Ive been dating both of you, and its been really horrible. Cause y'know its been a lot of fun, for me. Umm, but I-I like you both, and I, and I didnt know how to chose, so... Im sorry, Im just, Im terrible, Im a terrible person. Im terrible.
Monica: So hows it going with you guys?
Frank: No, I wanna melt it.
Joey: Well, I started building one. But then I decided to take it to the next step.
Monica: Ah-ah-ah, now you started this, you will finish it.
Phoebe: Well, y'know we dont call it that, but yeah!
MICH: Oy. Look, I've been through a divorce, trust me you're gonna be fine. You just can't see it now because you haven't had any closure.
Rachel: Well, its about time.
Ross: Hey, its my list.
Ross: Oh, yeah, well y'know Chandler printed it up on his computer.
Phoebe: You really thought it was perfect?
Rachel: Yeah. Yknow umm, uh, umm, about that, umm, Ross I really appreciate your offer to let me move in and everything, but dont you think its gonna be weird?
Frank: Well, no, maybe-maybe it wasnt perfect, but y'know it was pretty cool, y'know, cause we had all those great talks y'know.
CHANDLER: Well it wouldn't kill you to say it once in a while.
Joey: Wow, its big!
Monica: Oh wait, you know what, I got it, I got it, pretend like you just woke up, okay, that will throw her off. Be sleepy.
Chandler: Yeah-yeah, so big that it actually makes our doors look smaller!
Joey: Look its not that bad. So what, it blocks a little of your door, a little of my door.
Rachel: Ross, it took you ten years to finally admit you liked me.
Chandler: Well it you dont know that, then I dont want to do this with you.
Monica: And who laminated it?
Isabella: (reading it) Im not on the list!
Isabella: Y'know its ironic...
Isabella: Its laminated!
Isabella: May I see it?
Phoebe: Oh okay, its P as in Phoebe, H as in hoebe, O as in oebe, E as in ebe, B as in bee-bee and E as in (In an Australian accent) Ello there mate!
RACHEL: Wow. Is it, is it 'cause she's so cold in bed. Or, or is it 'cause she's like, kinda bossy, makes it feel like school?
CHAN: Y'know, maybe this isn't such a big deal. Y'know, I mean, the way that I see it is you get a great job and you get to have sex. Y'know, I mean, throw in a tree and a fat guy and you've got Christmas.
Phoebe: Well not clients, lovers. But lets just yknow, try it again. Come back and-and well work through it.
Phoebe: Hey, how'd it go?
Phoebe: Wow, its like a dirty math problem.
JOEY: He-he-he, how's it goin'?
Monica: Oh, then it mustve been you. Bye. (leaves)
[Cut to Monica's bedroom, theyre all eating the wax, Chandler and Phoebe, dont like it. Joey tries some and makes a face like: Hey, thats not so bad.]
Rachel: Then how come it is?
JOEY: Huh? So whaddya think? Casa de Joey. Huh? I decorated it myself.
Monica: Yeah, apparently theyre turning it into some kinda coffee place.
(Joey turns around and sees his face on a poster in the subway. The poster says: What Mario isn't telling you...V.D., you never know who might have it. A variety of scenes are shown with the poster displayed all over New York City.)
Monica: Oh my God, you cant even see where the Titanic hit it.
ROSS: Hi honey, how did it go?
Joey: Oh, no thanks, I got it. (picks it up) No I dont!
PHOEBE: No it isn't, this is my dad, alright, I'll show you.
Joey: A handsome man enters. (Playing the part of the handsome man.) Hey! How's it going guys? I don't know what you two were talking about, but I'd like to say thanks to both of you. You, (Ross) you wouldn't let me give up on myself, and you (Chandler) well you co-created Fireball. The end.
Chandler: Whats it about?
Phoebe: No youre not, youre wondering which cushion it is.
Chandler: Well, it sounds kinda stupid... (looks at the TV) Whos she?
Mrs. Geller: Well what is it? Come on sweetie, your like, freaking me out here.
Joey: Nothing. Its just old and dingy, thats all.
Monica: Yeah! And I got it on sale, too.
Monica: I know, it is isnt it?
Ross: Aww, is it broken?
Phoebe: Okay, its okay.
Ross: No, I cant get it out.
Monica: Is it the Italian guy?
Joshua: Hey, heres an idea. Why dont uh, I put the food in the fridge and we can eat it later?
Phoebe: Ewww! Oh! Its the Mattress King!
Chandler: No, you didnt get me!! Its an electric drill, you get me, you kill me!!
Rachel: What? Uhh, Phoebe, honey, honey, I know you're quirky and I get a big kick out of it, we all do actually, but if you destroy a coat like this that is like a crime against nature! Not nature, fashion!
Ross: Alright, you madcap gal. Try to imagine this. The phone bill arrives, but you don't pay it right away.
Joey: Great, I'm finished! In fact, I just dropped it off at the agency.
PHOE: Oh, um, it was nice. Took him to a romantic restraunt, ordered champagne, nice.
Rachel: Yeah, that'd be great. I'd love it.
Joey: Come on man, you know Id do it for you! Because, youre my best friend.
Rachel: Yes, I did. Thank you very much, it was excellent. (Disembarks)
Ross: Its not a library...