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Rachel: And so I had a lot of work to do so Ross, nice guy that he is, offered to help me out. And then we had a little wine, we got to talking, and the next thing you know out of nowhere Ross comes on to me.
Ross: (laughs) Umm thats thats a little misleading.
Rachel: Ah, a little preview!
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.
Chandler: How little?!
Helena: Before we go on with the show, I just want to say to the bride and groom how lucky they are to have found each other. In every life, a little rain must fall. Fortunately, in my life (Four guys wearing rubber boots, shorts, hats, and nothing else carrying umbrellas run onto the stage.) (Singing) Its raining men!
Monica: All right, big brother. (holds up two erm revealing articles of clothing) Which of these do you think would make your little sister look hotter, so your best friend would want to do her?
Phoebe: Okay thats even sadder. Look, I know, I know what I got myself into, its just that now that theyre in me its like, its like I know them yknow, I mean-I mean, its just not gonna be easy when these little babies have to go away.
Rachel: Oh come(Stutters)Of course I know that. I mean of course you never leave a baby alone! I mean who wouldshe wouldnt be safe as she would be with me, the baby dummy. Oh God, okay. Yknow what? I think opening the presents right now is a little overwhelming right now. So I think umm, Im just gonna maybe open them a little bit later, but thank you all for coming. And for these beautiful gifts, and this basket is beautiful.
Chandler: Im a little bit uncomfortable with the that way you express yourself.
CHANDLER: I'm hangin in. . . and a little out.
Rachel: Oh. Oh, those little clunky Amish things you think go with everything.
Mike: Done it. (Phoebe becomes a little more subdued) I'll be back in a couple of hours.
All: Ooh, that's great, I love those little guys.
Rachel: Oh! Right! Yeah! Hold on, I'll be just clean up in here a little bit! Hello Gavin
Chandler: Yep! From now on its gonna be the four of you guys and me and the misses. The little woman. The wife. The old ball and chain.
Janine: Yeah, well youd be better if you just loosened your hips a little.
Ross: (on the phone) Goodnight sweetheart! I love you. And remember, you're daddy's little girl... (covering the phone, to Rachel) Phoebe's totally ruined that for me... (he passes the receiver to Rachel)
Janine: Well I did. I really did. And you guys, Ive got to say, Im sorry if I was a little weird after the last time we went out. I guess I was just nervous or something.
LITTLE BULLY: Well then here's the deal, you won't have to so long as never ever show your faces in this coffee house ever again.
Rachel: Honey, you got a little thing on your...(points to her whole face)
LITTLE BULLY: Is that supposed to be funny?
Monica: Hold on a second, just put a little club soda on it (does so) and it should umm, be.....
Rachel: Oh! Oh, I think Im gonna throw up a little bit. What did you say?
Ross: Oh, I see, somebody is afraid of a little competition with the ladies?
Phoebe: Oh yeah, come here. (Puts a little wax on Joeys arm and puts a strip on it.)
(In the meantime, Rachel has returned with the perfume and sprays a mist out in front of Phoebe who walks through the mist and does a little spin.)
Rachel: (sexily) Hi officer, was I going a little too fast?
Mrs. Green: Oh, Im so happy Im gonna do this for my little girl. Aw, look at you. You have tears in your eyes.
Chandler: Great, because my shoes are giving me a little problem on the dance floor, can I borrow the boots from your costume?
Phoebe: Well the doctor says it takes a couple days, but my bodys always been a little faster than Western medicine.
Elizabeth: Yeah. I felt a little weird about it. Youre a teacher. Im a student. But would you maybe want to go out with me sometime?
Chandler: (To Ross) Why don't you cut him a little slack? Okay? Maybe if he relaxes a little bit, he'll get some work done.
Chandler: (to Kathy) Uhh, that was Joey. Hes running a little late, he says hes sorry.
Rachel: Oh! You know, I just... couple of things I tried ... I just sang a little doo... Itsy Bitsy Spider...
Ross: Oh great! (They get up to dance and Ross is interrupted by a little girl.)
(Chandler screams a little bit, then realises that he can spit out his gag. He does so with a Pouff!)
(Then she reaches over again and Joey moves his plate a little to the left, and she misses, then she reaches out again, and he moves his plate to the right , so she misses again. She tries a third time and this time, Joey pushes his plate so far to the left, it drops off the edge of the table)
Joey: A little salami.
Phoebe: Well its only like my favorite bay! {Actually, its not bad. It just gets a little cold in winter, but in Wisconsin winter only lasts from August to June. J }
Chandler: Nothing, just a little extra air in my mouth. Pffft. Pffffffft. (walks over to where Joey is seated)
Joey: Come on man! (To Gary) Listen so uh, are you gonna squeeze the perps shoes a little bit before he lawyers up?
Chandler: Just a little bit of sugar.
Joshua: Need uh, need a little hand there.
CHANDLER: It's about cutting my people a little slack, ya know, for morale. Look, if you wanna see some rough numbers, I can get them to you by Wednesday.
Chandler: Would you like me to write her a little poem as well?
Chandler: (To Monica) Now all you have to do is just get through a little bit more, okay? Then we can put you in bed, okay? Just smile and dont talk to anyone.
Joanna: (on speaker phone) Im really sorry but I may be a little while longer.
Ross: Helps a little.
Chandler: Well lets see, there was the guy with the ferrets, thats plural. The spitter. Oh-ho, and yes, the guy that enjoyed my name so much he felt the need to make a little noise every time he said it. Nice to meet you, Chandler Bing Bing! Great apartment Chandler Bing, Bing!
Chandler: Hey honey, you got the kind with the little girl, you said we were gonna to get the kind with the baby.
Rachel: It was like months ago. We were walking by this antique store, and I saw this pin in the window, and I told him it was just like one my grandmother had when I was a little girl. Oh! I can't believe he remembered!
Monica: Ok! When I go places with high humidity, it gets a little extra body, ok?!
Ross: No, please, please, um, its for a poor little girl who wants to go to Spacecamp more than anything in the world.
Rachel: All right listen ball boys! My grandmother had one of these when I was a little girl and it was the sweetest thing! I mean it was so cute, it would sit in my lap and purr all day long, and I would drag a shoestring on the ground and he would chase it!
Rachel: You guys, theres a little girl in Soho looking for this cat. I mean, you know what that means?!
Monica: Yes you did! You did like a little hop.
Chandler: Yeah, I guess it's a little better now.
Ross: Um. I know it says black tie optional, but, um this may be pushing it a little, um.
MONICA: A salad? Really I, I could do something a little more complicated if you like.
MONICA: It's goin' great. Right on schedule. Got my little happy helpers.[everyone groans]
Chandler: Well, let's just say the impressions you made in the butter left little to the imagination.
Joey: You can come in, but your filter-tipped little buddy has to stay outside!
Billy: Yeah, move over just a little bit.
Chandler: There we go little fella.
Rachel: Little village people.
Monica: In that cute, little, sweet way she just did?
Rachel: Oh, yknow, would you just for once, not remember every little thing!! (Storms out.)
PHOEBE: I can see that, 'cause they both have those big brown eyes and, ya know, the little pouty chin. MONICA: And the fact that they're both monkeys.
Ross: Hey, theyre going to the gym together! Two women! Stretching! Yknow they-they take a steam together! Things get a little playfuldidnt you see Personal Best?
Julie: Well, little Jamie here is our third. So, if you have questions or you need anything at all, just holler.
The Stripper: Ohhh, look at the little birdies! Are those yours?
Paul: I wanted a big wheel. And instead my parents got me this little plastic chicken that you hop around on. It was embarrassing; kids made fun of me. That was a pretty tough year.
Tim: Wow! Umm, okay. Umm (To Phoebe) I-I-I realize I came on a little strong but, its only because I think youre so amazing. (To Monica) And uh, I-I just wanna, I just wanna tell you how much I appreciate you giving me an opportunity here because Iyoure the most talented chef Ive ever worked for. Anyway (Starts to leave and Phoebe and Monica trade looks.)
Eric: Im an idiot. Uh, is your mother here? Maybe I can give her a little slap on the butt.
(She grabs her bag and leaves, Joey moves a little quicker to his apartment, leaving Monica and Chandler alone.)
Joey: Oh, like you've never gotten a little rambunctious with Ross.
Monica: (singing) "I'm a little bit country"...
Monica: All right, that's a little sketch of the cake, umm some sample menus, umm y'know what I thought we would start out with Tuscan style finger food, and for music, here's an alphabetized list of all my CDs! I've highlighted the ones that would go really good with the food.
Chandler: (entering) Hello! Little ones.
Joey: Uh, y'know what, were having second thoughts about our copying needs. And well need a little more time to think about it.
Steve: (from kitchen) Ah, cool! Taco shells! (Rachel motions, "You see!") You know, these are... they're like a little corn envelope.
Phoebe: No. No. Its just I was umm, I was with Ross and Jill after you left and umm, Im pretty sure I saw a little spark between them.
Monica: All right. Umm, you could uh start out with a little 1, a 2, a 1-2-3, 3, 5, a 4, a 3-2, 2, a 2-4-6, 2-4-6, 4, (Rachel starts getting worked up) 2, 2, 4-7, 5-7, 6-7, 7 7.. 7 7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7 (mouths 7)! (They both lean back on the couch satisfied.)
(A large little fat girl walks over.)
Phoebe: Well, I heard youre having a problem with one of the boys in your class. And so I thought I would just come down here and sit you both down, have a little talk and make it all okay. Now umm, the boys name is Stings son.
Joey: (To Chandler) I bet it was about her a little.
Monica: (entering) Rachel, I need to borrowYoure not packed!!!! Youre not packed even a little bit!
Monica: Hi. About last night... I know you are under a lot of stress and even though the things you said hurt me a little bit... My point is, uh, well, I'm willing to take my job back.
Phoebe: Can I tell you a little secret?
Charlie: Well, I think he's a little out there, but he does have some interesting ideas...
Monica: Yknow, in my defense, umm there was no glitter on the macaroni and very little glue.
Phoebe: Pay the caterer! Look, I've had a lot of jobs, okay, and there are some people who just always try to get out of paying. It's either, you know, "that massage wasn't long enough, or, "I don't recognize any of those songs," or, you know, "these sombreros aren't big enough. Bad little white girl!"
Fat Monica: Hi, I'm Ross's little sister.
Hillary: Ive probably been talking too much. Why dont we talk about you a little bit?
Ross: (entering) Hey, guys! (They both notice his new little friend)
Ross: There you go! Good for you! And you know what, I'm actually getting used to this little guy. I don't really even feel him in here anymore.
MONICA: Hey, you know I got a question for ya. Just a little thing, no pressure.
MONICA: No. You don't have any of these cute little obsessive things.
Joey: (interrupting) Hey! Chef Geller! Yknow that little speech you made the other day? Well I got a problem with it!
RACHEL: (after a pause with everyone staring at her, she goes up to the microphone) Ya, know what Barr, I'm not gonna leave. I probably should, but I'm not, see 'cause I promised myself that I would make it through at least *one* of your weddings (da-doom-chesh). See now, tonight, all I really wanted was to make it though this evening with a little bit of grace and dignity. Well (laughing), I guess we can all agree that's not gonna happen. There's nothing really left to say except....(starts singing) "Her name was Lola. She was a showgirl. With yellow feathers (band joins in), feathers in her hair, and a dress cut down to there. She would..."
Monica: (interrupting) Can I ask you just a little question, huh? Why tonight?
Ross: I dont think you had an open mind about the name Ruth. I mean, come on, little Ruthie Geller, how-how cute is that?