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Mike: Wow! You look like... like my mom.
Mike: Great! Come on in! (Mike kisses her on the cheek. A butler walks in and takes Phoebe's coat.)
Mike: No, my parents are rich.
Mike: Mom, dad, this is Phoebe. Phoebe, these are my parents: Theodore and Bitsy.
Mike: Hey... Wh... What are you doing?
Mike: Yeah, I'm sure they will, but you don't have to do this... I'm wanting them to get to know Phoebe, not (accent) Phoebe...
Mike: Well, come on...
Mike: No, no, no, you're doing fine, really... Why don't you go talk to my dad?
Mike: Absolutely! Or maybe just a little less pimp spit.
Phoebe: So Theodore... I uhm... I can see where Mike gets his good looks from...
Theodore: How could you know. Why wouldn't you punch me in the stomach? (Theodore walks out... Mike walks towards Phoebe)
Mike: Uhm... Did you just hit my dad?
Mike: But, I mean, you have met... humans before, right? Look, why don't you go talk to my mom?
Mike: Yeah, you do that, and I go check my dad for signs of internal bleeding. (Mike walks away and Bitsy walks in the same direction.)
Phoebe: (Mike now enters and stands behind Phoebe) Oh no, no, no, no, no, no. Don't get me wrong. No, he's not in like a sissy way. No, no, no... when he gets going, he can rattle a headboard like a sailor on leave...
Mike: Awesome!
[Scene: Mike's parents house, the dining room. Mike, Phoebe, Mike's parents and the Angles are there.]
Mike: Phoebe writes lots of great songs. Wha... What was that one you sang the other night that everybody just loved?
Mike: (sighs) No...
Mike: Stop! (The butler serves dinner)
Mike: Mom, I thought I told you... Phoebe's a vegetarian.
Mike: Phoebe you don't have to eat...
Phoebe: No, no, no, I actually it's any baby animals: kittens, fish babies... You know... especially veal... and this, this nice vein of fat running through it... (she cuts the meat, picks it up with her fork and holds it in front of her mouth, which she keeps closed, trying to overcome her vegetarian thoughts... and... puts it in her mouth... Clearly not enjoying the meat...) Hmmm... yummy (everybody seems okay with it, except Mike. He's making a hmmmm.... face... Then Phoebe swallows it) Hmmm... (at first she likes it, but then, in an instant puts her hand in front of her mouth and runs from the table. You hear a door slamming.)
Mike: So...? What do you think? (looks at his parents, which look in disgust)
[Scene: Mike's parents house. Dining room again. Both Mike and Phoebe are not at the table, but the others still are.]
Bitsy: She actually makes me miss that pill-popping ex-wife of his. (Mike walks in) Oh, hello dear...
Mike: Hey, what's going on?
Mike: A little better.
Mike: I'm not interested.
Mike: All right, stop! You know, all Phoebe has done tonight is trying to get you to like her. And maybe that hasn't been clear all the time, but she did her best. And yeah... She's a little different than you are...
Mike: So what? I mean if even I can get past that, it shouldn't bother you. And you don't have to like her. You just have to accept the fact that I do. I mean, if you even can't be civil to the woman I love...
Mike: The woman I love... (he walks to Phoebe) I love you... Which is probably something I shouldn't say for the first time in front of my parents... and Tom and Sue...Who are by the way the most sinfully boring I've ever met in my life...
Mike: You do?
Mike: Wanna get out of here?
Mike: Mom, dad, thanks for dinner.
Rachel: Shake it! (Phoebe, Mike, Chandler, Monica and Joey step in)
Mike: No! It's my fault. I keep trying to propose in these stupid ways and all I wanna do is tell you that I love you and I want to spend the rest of my life with you.
Joey: Mike.
Phoebe: Mike? Okay! What's his last name?
Joey: MIKE!!!
Mike: Yeah?
Mike: I am Mike.
Joey: Which is why I waited until now to introduce you to Mike.
Mike: Well, I'm a lawyer.
Mike: Actually, I just gave up my practice.
Mike: No, I didn't.
Mike: What?!
Mike: It was nice meeting you!
Mike: (Joey holds up six fingers) Six!
Mike: Really?
Mike: There isn't a piano here.
Mike: Do you think that maybe, sometime, I could...
Mike: That's great. What kind of music do you play?
(Phoebe and Mike look at him, and he goes over to the counter.)
Mike: Hey, so are you sure your ready to go.
Mike: Phoebe (comes in smiling then sees Phoebe crying) what's wrong?
Ross: (He knocks at the door, Mike opens it) Hey Mike sorry to just drop by like this, can I come in?
Mike: Oh.
[Scene: Ross goes to see Mike to explain about Phoebe.]
Mike: what's up is Phoebe ok?
Mike: Sure (looks confused) who are you?
Mike: that's why she was weird.
Mike: but you did say it
Mike: Vicrum?
(Monica opens the door and Mike is standing at the doorway)
[Scene: Phoebe is sitting with Mike, explaining about Vicrum.]
Mike: I just think there's somebody better out there for you, (pause) I mean I'm not saying me but. maybe me.
Mike: what's wrong?
Mike: But Rachel I thought she just had a baby with Ross
Mike: Definitely
Mike: uh huh
Ross: So, so, is Mike coming to dinner?
Phoebe: Yeah, I kinda do. (Mike lets go of her hand) Well, how's this? (she takes Mike's hand and puts it on her breast, she tears open the sugar and puts it in her coffee. Mike thinks it over and nods appreciative. After that, they hold hands again. Joey now enters, and sees the two sitting on the couch, holding hands.)
Mike: its Mike Hanagen
Mike: Okay. Do you think maybe sometime I could take you out?
Phoebe: (returns) Okay, that was Mike.
Mike: This is nice.
Mike: You need both hands for that?
Mike: Is it?
Phoebe: (impatient) I know Mike, why don't you keep digging?
Mike: Is this cool, huh?
Mike: It's to my apartment.
Phoebe: I'm... I'm just... I'm the worst person ever. How can I not tell David that I'm seeing Mike?
Mike: So... how many guys have your key?
[Scene: Phoebe's apartment. David is still there. Mike closes the door.]
Mike: Did you uhm...
Mike: ...kiss him?
Mike: Don't point your finger at me.
Mike: Well, I might.
Mike: It's never gonna happen again right?
Mike: Hey, what are you kidding me?
Ross: well then I didn't need to bother you or the four other Mike Hanagens I bothered.
Phoebe: I'm sooo sorry!! I just... I keep thinking about Mike! I'm crazy about David, and we're having so much fun together. Why-Why do I miss Mike? That's-that's gonna go away, right?
RACHEL: Phoebe's Mike?
ROSS: Oh, it's fine.� Actually, I, I invited Mike over.
MIKE: Okay.� (pause)
MIKE: Yeah.
MIKE: Bye.
(Phoebe and Mike enter.)
MIKE: Eh, why don't we start with the beer?
RACHEL: Okay.� You too.� And I hope you score.� (to Mike) Bye.
MIKE:� So, you're a paleontologist, right?
MIKE: Ah?� (pause)� Do you have one here?
MIKE: Well, yeah.
(Mike leaves.� Ross closes the door behind him.)
MIKE: (releases a whoosh of air) Ya know, I'm going to take off.
MIKE: Hello?
MIKE: (In the hall, relieved) Oh.
MIKE: Wha . . .?� Go back?� To the "land where time stands still"?
MIKE: Uh, no.� I just left.
MIKE: Hey buddy.
MIKE: I can't do that!
(Mike knocks on Ross's door.� Ross opens it.)
MIKE: Um, can I come back in?
[Scene: Ross and Rachel's apartment.� Mike is reading from a book.]
MIKE: It's true.� I did.
PHOEBE: I know.� That was fun.� (She and Mike exit.)
MIKE: (nods) uh-huh.
MIKE: Yeah.
MIKE: No.� Just his mom.
MIKE: Hey.
[Tag Scene: Central Perk.� Phoebe and Mike are on the sofa.� Ross enters.]
MIKE: (nods) Things are about to get wild.
David: Yes, but uhm... You should know... she really likes you. I-In fact I-I-I don't think you realise j-just how lucky you are fella. (he points at Mike)
Phoebe: Hey Mike, what's the capital of Peru?
Mike: No, no, to test his neck strength.
MIKE: (finally) Stout.� That's a kind of beer.
Mike: Setting rat traps.
Mike: What, is he your pet rat?
Mike: Thank you.
Mike: Hey P
[Scene: Phoebe's place, Phoebe and Mike are there]
Mike: Ok, ok, I'll throw away the traps.
Mike: Better think of a new name for him.
Mike: Yeah - not such a problem with rats. No, they're more of a "love the one you're with" kind of animals.
Mike: Maybe it wasn't Bob, maybe it was a mouse.