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Chandler: All right fine, don't do anything, just sit here and talk to us, meanwhile she is talking to him about you. And he's being Mr. Joe Sensitive, and she starts thinking 'Maybe this is the guy for me, because he understands me.'
Chandler: Joey! Joe! (Sees that hes not here and starts investigating. He picks up the bag of chips.) Full bag. (He picks up the beer.) Beers still cold. Something terrible mustve happened here! (He decides its not that important; sits down on Rosita, and the back falls off causing him to flip over.) Oh no-no-no-no-no-no! (Runs over to Stevie.) Stevie, I was never here! (Runs out.)
Rachel: No Joe, no miracle.
Ross: Hey Joe, while youre over there how about another beer for the Ross-A-Tron?
Chandler: Joe
Chandler: Hey Joe!
Monica: Joe... Emus are birds. You raise them for meat.
Estelle: (on the other end) Joe! Im glad I found ya, I got an audition for ya!
Ross: Itll be okay Joe.
Phoebe: Thats great Joe!
Ross: Thanks. And-and hey Joe?
Mr. Tribbiani: No, it's only been six years. I just wanted to put a nice memory in your head so you'd know that I wasn't always such a terrible guy. ...Joe. Y'ever been in love?
Dina: Joe, I tried to wait until I was 25 like you did!
Chandler: Nice job Joe! Youre quite the craftsmen.
Rachel: (looking down) Oh-oh!! One hand on the sheet Joe!
Ross: Joe Im not kidding
Chandler: Yeah, Joe, I assure you if I'm staring down the barrel of a gun, I'm pretty much peeing every which way.
Chandler: Well, youre gonna have to leave sometime, because you both have jobs, and as soon as you do, were switching it back! Theres nothing you can do to stop us! Right, Joe?
Ross: Not using it right, Joe.
Phoebe: Hey, what's going on Joe?
Chandler: Hey Joe! You wanna shoot some hoops?
CHANDLER: There's nobody here Joe.
Chandler: Good job Joe! Well done! Top notch!
CHANDLER: What's up Joe?
CHANDLER: It's Joey.� (He answers it, holding it out so that Monica can hear too.)� Hey Joe.
Chandler: Listen ah, Joe, I-I need to, I need to talk to you about something.
Chandler: Hey Joe!
Chandler: Where you going, Joe?
Chandler: I'm afraid I can't let you do that, Joe.
Ross and Chandler: Come on! Joe!
Monica: Don't worry Joe, I won't come next year!
Monica, Rachel, Chandler: It's over/Joe!
Chandler: Joe, I told you, you're just not right for the part.
Ross: Uh, Joe, have you looked outside?
Rachel: It's open! (Joey walks in) Hi, Joe!
Chandler: Work, Joe!
Chandler: Joe...
Angela: Yeah, well, sorry, Joe. You said let's just be friends, so guess what?
Chandler: Hey Joe!
Rachel: Ok! Can't believe I'm risking this again, but you're on! All right Joe, you remember the rules! Heads I win, tails you lose.
Joey: Guys? Everything ok? It's me, Joe...
Rachel: Oh God. What about you, Joe? What would you give up, sex or food?
Chandler: (nods in appreciation) Shovely Joe!
Chandler: Yes, Joe?
Phoebe: Uh, Joe?
Chandler: Hey Joe! How's the second draft of the letter coming?
Rachel: Oh, okay. Is that what you want to do? You wanna go over and give a little shout out to the old, hot chickas? Okay, lets do that Sailor Joe. Quick question though, (grabs some of the rigging) whats this called?
CHANDLER: Game's tomorrow night Joe.
Rachel: Ok, let’s work from the top down! (Joey nods, but then puzzled because he does not get it) Just work the bra, Joe!
Chandler: (Tries to hug Joey but J. moves away) What's the matter Joe?
Mike: (gets up) Joe, I love Phoebe. She's the single most important thing in my life. I'd die before I let anything happen to her.
Chandler: Twenty percent is a pretty generous tip Joe.
Ross: It's a blanket Joe, not a cloak of invisibility!
Chandler: Hey, Joe, I gotta ask. The girl from the Xerox place buck naked (holds up one hand), or, or a big tub of jam. (holds up the other hand)
Chandler: Well, I'm sorry Joe. I didn't think the doctor was gonna buy that it just *fell* out of the socket.
Monica: (sliding into Joeys place on the couch to try and talk to Phoebe) Huh? Whatd ya say Joe? Ill be right there. (gets up and joins Joey)
Rachel: Not working with me, Joe! Here's the thing: lately I have been having thoughts (pauses) musings, if you will!
Chandler: Hey Joe! I was just watching a movie-e-e (Notices that the TV is turned off.)
Joey: Plus, y'know, I think it should be Joe. Y'know, Joey makes me sound like I'm, I dunno, this big. (Waitress looks at him funny) Which I'm not.
Chandler: See Joe, not that thats not grrreat! But, one of the cool things about having somebody we know perform the ceremony is that it can be about us! Yknow, it can be more personal. You can tell stories about us!
Ross: I don't think that your monologue from Star Wars is gonna help me right now, Joe!
Chandler: It's okay, the duck's using our bathroom anyway. (Kathy goes into the bathroom.) Hey Joe! What are you getting Kathy for her birthday?
Ross: Whats up with the greed Joe?
Chandler: Are you sure Joe? Are you sure you're not just a sex addict?
Chandler: Joey? Got you a Joey Special, two pizzas! Joe? (The phone rings and he answers it) (On phone) Hello? (Takes the phone away from his mouth when he realizes what he just did and yells.) Damnit! (Back on phone.) Hello? (Listens.) No, Joeys not here right now, but I can take a message I think. (Listens) Hes still got a chance for the part?! Oh, thats great news! (Listens) Well no obviously not for the actor who was mauled by his dog. (Listens) Oh well, thats great. I will give Joey the message. Thank you! (Hangs up and goes to write the message on the Magna-Doodle.) Yes! (Reading what hes writing) Okay, Mac audition at 2:00. Allergy actor attacked. (Pause) By dog not flowers.
Chandler: OK, I'm officially unpacked. Thanks for helping me man. (Turns around and sees that Joey isn't there.) Joe? (Hears giggling coming from a box) Well, I guess Joey went home. Oh and look, there's still one box that I have to unpack. (Hears the giggling again)
Chandler: Say, Joe, I had a strange idea of what we could do for our last night. What do you say we play a little uh, foosball for money?
Joey: (Writes it down) Joe Stalin. Y'know, that's pretty good.
Chandler: Joe, I don't think this is going to be your big break.
Chandler: No ah, hold on a second Joe, where do Dutch people come from?
Phoebe: Go Charlie! But my point is, ok so she dated them but she also broke up with them. Maybe she's looking to, you know, slum it with some average Joe Phd.
Mr. Tribbiani: Hey, Joe.
Ross: Guess who's here. It's the toughest guy in toy land, Ben. (singing) 'A real American hero. I'm G.I. Joe!' Drop the Barbi, drop the Barbi.
Dina: Joe, mom and dad are fine
Chandler: Joe...Joe...Joe...Stalin?
Chandler: (approaching) Here you go Joe, heres the freshly squeezed orange juice you asked for. (Hands it to him.)
Chandler: Okay, well Im gonna get Ross, get the cameras, and get them developed. (Joey laughs again.) 32 Joe. Youre 32! (Exits)
Chandler: Im sorry! Hey-hey Joe, why dont you uh, lift up your shirt? (He does.) Take a look at this kiddo. (Alex finally starts crying.) We have a crying child! Roll the damn cameras!
CHANDLER: That's a good plan, Joe. Next time we wanna pick up women, we should just go to the park and make out. Taxi, taxi!
Rachel: (quietly) Yeah. Well. (Pause.) Hey uh Joe, would mind going over to Chandler's bedroom and get that book back that he borrowed from me?
Joey: Oh yeah, Smokey Joe here got half way to the highway and collapsed.
Mr. Tribbiani: Joe, your dad's in love big time. And the worst part of it is, it's with two different women.
Joey and Ross: Go Joe!!!
Chandler: (entering with his ringing phone) Joe. Joe! Answer the phone.
Carol: G. I. Joe. G. I. Joe?!
Joey: (entering) G. I. Joe! Cool! Can I play?
Chandler: Oh, good job Joe.
Chandler: Excellent hole, Joe.
Chandler: (going to the bedroom) See Joe, that's why your parents told you not to jump on the bed.
Rachel: G.I. Joe? Do you really think he's gonna fall for that?
The Director: Joe. Hows it going?
Chandler: Always illegal Joe.
Chandler: Thats not a state Joe.
Chandler: (angrily) I dont think thats what they were talking about Joe!!
Ross: Well, you shouldve seen the guy that she used to go out with. I mean, hes like Joe Rugby.
Chandler: Hey Joe.
Chandler: (entering from his bedroom) Guys, come on! Let's go! The puck drops in 20 minutes! Come on, Joe!
Monica: Well, are you asleep right now, Joe? Cause I dont think you have to wear it unless you are!
Chandler: He will, Joe.
Monica: Vomit tux? Who vomited ony'know what, what you up to Joe?
Chandler: Hey Joe! We've got a couple of things we've got to check out at the new house. You want to come with us?