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Ross: (taking the flyer) Apparently Phoebes mother also goes by the name Julio.
Phoebe: (entering, with Julio) Hi. (sits down in the chair)
[Scene: Chandler and Joey's, Rachel, Phoebe, and Julio are consoling Joey and Chandler.]
Ross: No! No! LookHey, enough is enough! Look, I am sorry that you feel guilty or whatever about spending time with your new mom, but this is not your old mom. This is a cat! Okay, Julio the cat! Not mom! Cat!
Ross: (goes over to Julio) Come here, here, come here, come here, (pause) Mrs. Buffay. Sorry, about what I said, umm, it was, it was insensitive of me to say that you were just a cat. When clearly you are also the reincarnated spirit, of my friends mother.
Julio: (to Jeannine) Adios.
Julio: Whoa, whoa, whoa, the poem is not about you.
Julio: I can write an epic poem about this lip. (grabs her lower lip)
(Monica starts wiping down the stools, as Julio follows along behind her replacing the napkin holders.)
Julio: Flowers of Evil, by Beaudalire. Have you read it?
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.
Monica: Oh-ho, look what I got Julio.
Phoebe: Oh, how was last night with Julio, senorita?
Jeannine: Night Mon. Night Julio.
Julio: I thought I would, but the translation's no good.
Julio: Ah actually, that is mine.
Julio: The Empty Vase is not about you. My baby, you make me so sad that you would think this.
Monica: (to Julio) So! I'm just an empty vase, huh?
Julio: (to him) I am Julio.
Julio: What?
Julio: Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Julio: Things that move me. The, the shadow of a tree, a child laughing, or this lip. (points to her lip)
(Monica waves at Julio.)
Man: (entering) Is there a Julio here?
Julio: Actually I ah, I am a poet.
Julio: No, it's about all women. Well, all American women. You feel better now?
Monica: Look Julio, someone left their book here.