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[Scene: Chandler, Joey, and Ross's apartment, Ross is cleaning out the fridge. Joey walks from his room. He looks like he just woke up.]
Rachel: Oh my god. Ok you guys, theres Danny. Watch. Just watch this. (He walks past the couch to the counter.) See?! Still pretending hes not interested. Ohh, hes coming over. Just pretend like we dont know him. Weve forgotten who he is.
Danny: Like it would help.
Phoebe: Nobody! Nobody respects the bucket! You wouldn't believe what people put in here! Look! (Hands it to Monica.) Okay, does this look like a garbage can to you?
Phoebe: Does it look like an ashtray?
Phoebe: Does it look like a urinal?
Chandler: Oh, so being a good friend means acting like a total jerk?
[Scene: In front of Macys, Phoebe has adorned her bucket with numerous signs. Like "We are not a urinal!" and "I have no Macys info." And other stuff like that. She also has a scowl on her face as she is ringing her bell. A little old lady walks up to make a donation but Phoebe stops her.]
Danny: Okay, listen, I really like you. Okay? I think this can go somewhere. So what if I'm close to my family, are you gonna let that stand in the way of us?
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: (thinking) All right, this isnt so bad. I like the flower smell! Which is okay, because Ive got my boat.
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?
Joey: I like that! (To Phoebe) Oh, okay! Show him your bra! He's afraid of bras! Can't work 'em! (He swiftly rips open the front of Phoebe's dress revealing her bra.)
Rachel: (trying to sound like a bug) Bzzzz.... I love you, Ross.
PHOEBE: You know, what I think is so great that you are totally into this person and yet for all you know she could be like 90 years old, or have two heads, or. It could be a guy.
Rachel: Yeah, it's kinda like a 'good luck on your first day' sort of thing. (to Phoebe) Is this actually a lunchbox?
Rachel: Wow! Spinning that sounds like fun.
Joey: Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Like-like when Im doing something exciting and I dont wanna get too excited, I just ahh, yknow try to thing of other things like ah sandwiches, and ah baseball, and ah Chandler!
Rachel: All right, look. Why don't you just return the book, let Joey give her the clock pen, and you give her something worse than that. Like... a regular pen.
Ross: Wooooooo, hehehe. Hey, ahh, you don't feel like you're gonna throw up, do ya?
Monica: Couldn't you just stay like this forever? (His eyes snap open.) Chandler! Couldn't you just stay here forever?
Malcom: I was thinking what it would be like to kiss you.
Ross: That does not sound stupid to me. You know, it's like the first time I had to make dinner for myself, after Carol left me? (the buzzer on the washer goes off) I'm sorry, that's all the time we have. Next on Ross...(opens up the washer) Uh-oh.
Monica: Did you ever feel like sometimes you are just so unbelievably uncoordinated?
Frank: What, wait, you mean like this? (does it)
Phoebe: So is it like art?
Ross: Yeah! Anyway, I-I still think we should try to patch things up, yknow? Like uh, maybe we could get him to get tickets to another Knicks game and invite him.
Phoebe: Okay. All right you yellow-bellied-lilly-livered-DRAW!! (they both kick up the foot rests like an old fashioned gun fight.)
Frank: You mean like watch?
Chandler: What, like a number?
Ross: Thanks, Dad, really, I ju... you know, I just, I just needed to know, um... when did you start to feel like a father?
RACHEL: Okay, now that is the third time someone has said something like that to me today.
Phoebe: Don't make me do this again, I don't like my voice like this.
Joey: You know what's crazy? These jars. What is it, like two bites in here?
PHOEBE: Oh, c'mon, like you tell me everything.
Ross: Do you have a minute? Id like to talk to you about something Im, Im really uncomfortable talking about.
Rachel: I mean n-not-not fake at all like most famous people.
Joey: Come on, we were great together. And not just at the fun stuff, but like, talking too.
RACHEL: Yeah you like totally let him wash his feet in the pool of your inner power.
PHOEBE: No. What do you, what do you want me to be, like some stupid, big, like, purple dinosaur?
Rachel: Joey, just-just he-hes new in town and I know he doesnt have any guy friends. Just take him to like a ball game or something. Ill really appreciate it.
MNCA: [grabs waiter as he's leaving] I'd like a scotch on the rocks with a twist.
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.
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.
Chandler: That's why our honeymoon photos look like me and Diana Ross!
Ross: Mike "Gandolf" Ganderson, only like the funest guy in the world.
Monica: I don't, I just, I just like the smell of them. So, uh, what are you really doing here Dad?
Ross: Listen, Im ah, Im sorry Ive been so crazy and jealous and, its just that I like you a lot, so...
Joey: Hey, I think Emma might like it!
Monica: Wendy? -- That sounds like a girl's name.
Phoebe: Y'know I had a dream where Ross and Rachel were still together, they never broke up. And we were all just like hanging out, and everyone was happy....
MONICA: You know, it still smells like monkey in there.
Melanie: Oooh, I gotta tell you... you are nothing like I thought you would be.
Monica: I think, that if you really like this guy, you should just trust him.
Ross: Hey, would you ah, would you like some juice?
Ross: Come on! Like I wanted him to tell you, I ran all over the place trying to make sure that didnt happen!
Joey: I want you to like her! But if that's too damned difficult for you, then the least you can do is pretend.
Phoebe: Rach, look! (she holds two buns up to her ears to make her hair look like the Princess Leia 'do.) Oh, hi! Where is my strong Ross Skywalker to come rescue me. (Ross stands up horrified) There he is.
Phoebe: Although, dont feel like you cant visit.
Rachel: All right, I like that.
Charity guy: Well if you like, we can include your names in our newsletter.
Chandler: I am, I actually am. I mean this is amazing. My entire life I have feared this place, and now that I'm here it's like what was the big deal. I could probably say 'Let's move in together.' and I'd be okay.
Joey: Hey-hey-hey-hey, I can help you decide who should do it! Yeah, we could have like uh, like an audition and see how youd handle maid of honor type situations.
PHOEBE: Didn't you like, just get your eyes checked?
PHOEBE: Anyway, OK, now promise you won't like, freak out and say how great this is until I'm done, OK.
Ross: (on the phone) Yes, hello. I have a question. Umm, I used your pen to draw on my friend's face. (Listens) A beard and a moustache. (Listens and laughs) Thank you. (Rachel turns around and glares at him.) No, she didn't think so. (Listens) I know it's like (turns and sees Rachel staring at him and quickly changes the subject) anyway, umm well make-up didn't cover it and we've tried everything to get it off and nothing's worked. What-what do we do? (Listens) Yeah. (Listens) Uh-huh. (Listens) Yeah. (Listens) Oh! Okay. (Listens) Okay, thank you! (Rachel gets excited at his tone.) (Hangs up the phone) Yeah, it's not coming off.
Ross: I know, me too. It was... You know, it was like one of those things you think is never gonna happen, and then it does, and it's everything you want it to be.
Rachel: So I don't go back to work for another four weeks, but we would like our nanny to start right away, so that Emma could get a chance to know her.
Phoebe: I dunno. I don't feel like kissing anyone tonight.
Joey: Yeah, she said you looked like Ingrid Bergman that day.
Ross: So? Sure! But it-it wouldnt be anything romantic. And Im-Im dating MonaDamnit Mona! I was supposed to meet her like an hour ago! What is wrong with me?!
DR. REMORE: I'm sorry Amber. It's just like Brad to have to have the last word.
Doug: No-no, I heard what you said, funny. I like funny. (Chandler starts to leave) This team is about hard work, but its also about having fun. Good to have you aboard Bing! (smacks him on the butt, and Chandler leaves shocked.)
Phoebe: I know! You see it is stuff like this which is why (Looking down) youre burning in hell!!
Rachel: Okay honey, you do realize she only spins like that on ice.
Lizzie: Would you like my tin-foil hat?
RACHEL: I'm sorry. Oh God, I'm sorry, it's just that when you moved your hands down to my butt, it was like woah, Ross's hands are on my butt. Sorry.
Phoebe: Uh, wow! Isn't it ironic that he liked you and now you like him?
RACHEL: Maybe it, maybe it doesn't have to be this tough. I mean, maybe you were on the right track with this whole, you know, spontaneous thing. I mean, women really like that.
Ross: Okay, well, if she always behaves like this, why don't you say something?
Chandler: (sarcastic) For an emergency just like this.
Margha: Which do I like?
Rachel: Its a trifle. Its got all of these layers. First theres a layer of ladyfingers, then a layer of jam, then custard, which I made from scratch. [Joey and Ross make impressed faces] Then raspberries, more ladyfingers, then beef saut�ed with peas and onions, [Joey and Ross look like somethings wrong.] then a little more custard, and then bananas, and then I just put some whipped cream on top!
Margha: Im now thinking I would like to change my answer to, no one.
Phoebe: Wow, its like a dirty math problem.
Ross: Wow, you ah, you really like all this space stuff, huh?
MONICA: Phoebe, he's a friend of my parents. He's like 20 years older than me.
Frank Jr.: Oh, you'd be getting a really good one. I mean, you know, he's really funny. Like, the other day he made up this joke.
Phoebe: I know, I know! I'm like playing the field. Y'know? Like, juggling two guys, I'm sowing my wild oats. Y'know? Y'know, this kind've like y'know oat-sowin', field-playin' juggler.
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!
Ross: Huh. Sounds like Mark Something wants to have some sex.
Chandler: Its like Night of the Living Dead Christmas Trees.
MONICA: Why? It's not like I'm putting little nipples on them.
Ross: It was hard... I remember... I was in my bedroom... playing with my dinosaurs... playing and learning... and my father walks in and says... he says... "What are you doing with those things? What's wrong with you, why aren't you... why aren't you outside playing like a... like a real boy?
Joey: Why not? Come on! Just, just close your eyes and tell me what you'd like to be doing right now.
Phoebe: Oh, just think... she's gonna be watching that video on a TV that hasn't even been invented yet! With friends who right now are just like babies! And they'll be living in a floating city that the humans built to escape the ant people!
Chandler: Yeah. I mean, this girl could decide against adoption or she could like another couple better..
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.
Sarah: So thats two boxes of the Holiday Macaroons. On behalf of the Brown Birds of America, I salute you. (Does the Brown Bird salute, she blows on a bird call, then holds her hand, palm facing out, next to her face, and then waves it like a bird flapping its wings.)
JOEY: Uhhh, I don't think you're gonna like this.
BIG BULLY: The guy that's about to kick your ass talks like that.
Phoebe: She was acting, she was pretending like she hasnt heard from him on years, but I found this picture on her fridge, and look (shows Monica)! Isnt this what he would look like now?
Phoebe: Please, right now, no, every time I see him its like Is it on the lose? Is it watching me?
JOEY: Yes! Yeah, it's like they're always saying "let's go here, let's go there". Like we can afford to go here and there.
Rachel: Yeah, you got like 14 hours until she has to be at the airport, and youre sitting here in the hallway with a 28-year-old cheerleader with a fat lip.
Monica: Yeah, just like the one in the poem.
Phoebe: Well not exactly like the one in the poem.
Chandler: So I was right. This is what it feels like to be right. (Pause) Its oddly unsettling.
ROSS: Hello. Oh hi, are you on your way ove-. Oh. No, no, I, I understand, I mean a monkey's gotta work. No it, it's no big deal, it' not like I uh, had anything special planned. Yeah OK, OK. OK, OK, bye.
JOEY: I don't feel like talkin.