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RACHEL: Oh, by the way Mon, I don't think the mailman liked your cookies. Here are the ornaments your mom sent. [hands her a smashed box]
ROSS: Alright, alright, here's the chance. Monica give him cash, Rachel give him your earrings. Something, now, anything. MONICA: No, I will not cave. RACHEL: Yeah, I'm with Mon. ROSS: Alright, alright, you know how you say I never seize the day? Well, alright, even though he's your super, I'm seizing. [approaches Mr. Treeger] Mr. Treeger, here is 50 bucks, merry Christmas. [Gives him the cash.]
Chandler: Hey Mon, I think I figured out whose handcuffs they are.
Ross: (answering the phone) Hello? (Listens) Hey Mon, hows the packing going? (Listens) Ben? Hes fine. Yeah, hes rightOh my God! (He looks over at the fake Ben and notices that the head has fallen off.) Get your head of your shirt there son! (He tries to push the pumpkin through the neck hole.) What? (Listens) Yeah, its a pumpkin. Ill come pack.
ROSS: Mon, speaking of which, dad says he knows someone you can call for an interview.
Ross: Hey uh Mon, I saw the Porsche parked out front, can I get the keys? Thought Id take that bad boy out for a little spin.
Joey's Look-A-Like: Hey Mon! Hey Chann! (He goes to the fridge) Just gettin a soda! (Does so.)
Ross: Look, you can't do this Mon. All right, if you do this, I'm, I'm gonna, I'm, I'm gonna.....
Rachel: Uh, Mon, you-you gonna leave your shoes out here?
Ross: Yeah, see Mon, listen, listen. When Carol and I broke up, I went through the same thing. And you know what I did?
Chandler: Kinda puts that whole pillow thing in perspective, huh, Mon?
Rachel: Mon, honey youre not dying. Im just moving out. Yknow, I mean were gonna see each other all the time.
Phoebe: Sure! Tout le plaisir est pour moi, mon ami.
Rachel: Hey Mon, lets give Pete a chance Come on, he was funny, he seems really nice, and that check thing was adorable.
Chandler: (to Mon) She's right, you shouldn't have bought tickets just for us ...
Phoebe: Oh, okay. Listen, thanks for everything, Mon.
Rachel: Just a touch. Mon, I don't understand. I mean, you've been dating this guy since like, what... his midterms? I mean, why all the sudden are you so... Oh.
Rachel: Hmm. Kinda stepped on my point there, Mon.
All: (shouting) Mon!
Ross, Rachel, and Phoebe: Hey, Mon.
Rachel: Mon, Ethan called again. Mon?
RACHEL: Hey, Mon, you want some help?
Rachel: Mon. I wish I could, but I've made plans to walk around.
Ross: Mon, look who I ran into! (Gestures towards Rachel.)
ROSS: Well, Mon, I was married.
Rachel: Hey Mon, little question for ya! How do you think this suit will look on an assistant buyer?
ROSS: Mon.
ROSS: Mon.
Rachel: I can not believe he would do that to MonWhoa! (She stops suddenly and slowly turns to point at Joey. Joey is avoiding her eyes.) Joey, do they know that we know?
ROSS: Mon, Mon, are you OK?
RACHEL: Ok. Look uhh, Mon I'm, I'm really sorry.
RICHARD: Night Richard. Good luck Mon.
Rachel: Mon. Hi!
Rachel: Oh Mon, listen I have to ask! Okay, Joey Tribbiani invited me back to his apartment, now does he do this with a lot of girls?
Ross: Hey Mon!
Rachel: Hey Mon!
All: Hey Mon.
Ross: Okay, Mon, I really don't think this is the... Okay, you're dialing, you are dialing.
Ross: Mon?
Rachel: Mon?
Ross: Mon?
Chandler: Hey, Mon.
Phoebe: Come on Mon, let her throw the ball.
Ross: Cmon! Joey! What is it?
Phoebe: Oh, hey, Mon, do you still have your like old blouses and dresses from high school?
Phoebe: Whats wrong Mon?
Ross: Mon, look at yourself. You have cookie on your neck.
Rachel: Oh, Mon, sure.
Phoebe: Well I want to get in on this. Hey Mon? I dont think I can help you after all, I didnt realize this game was on.
Ross: Ill tell you what Mon, Ill give you the first box for free.
Ross: Mon?
Phoebe: Hey Mon umm, if you do get married, can I bring two guests?
Roger: Listen guys, it was great seeing you again. Mon, um, easy on those cookies, okay? Remember, they're just food, they're not love.
Rachel: So, come on, what was the big news Pete wanted to tell you Mon?! Or should I say Mrs. Monica Becker?
Phoebe: Mon! I'm so happy for you!
Rachel: Mon, if uh you were at lunch alone, how come it cost you uh 53 dollars?
Rachel: So Mon, when are we gonna meet this new secret waiter man?
Phoebe: But Mon, you have to get our money!
Joey: Hey Mon! Want some pancakes?
Rachel: No Mon, you want to put them in concentric circles. I want to do this.
Joey: (on phone) Hey Mon!
Rachel: Hey, Mon, if you were hoping to sleep with Joshua the first time tonight, which one of these would you want to be wearing. (Shes holding two frilly, lace nighties.)
Rachel: Thank you. (To Monica) Mon?
Rachel: Mon, honey, I gotta ask you something.
Chandler: Hey Mon, how's it going?
Rachel: Thanks, Mon.
Rachel: Oh yeah, good start Mon.
Ross: Its like that everywhere, Joey! Okay, Mon, back me up here. Where you work the uh, waiters eat with the waiters, right? And the chefs eat with the other chefs, right?
Joey: Hey Mon, you might wanna make some more lasagna too, because something mightve happened to a huge chunk of it.
Joey: Hey, Mon! Im not doing anything, why dont you fire me?
Ross: And Mon, you wanna live with Chandler, dont ya?
Rachel: Yeah, but Mon thats totally different. He was youre health teacher.
Chandler: (walking by with his luggage) See you later Mon.
Ross: Ah, no Mon, Dad had to buy everyone of your boxes because you ate them all. But ah, y'know Im sure thats not gonna happen this time, why dont I put you down for three of the mint treasures and just a couple of the Rudolphs.
Rachel: Bye Mon.
Ross: Hey Mon.
Phoebe: Oh, mon Dieu!
Chandler: Mon, get out here!
Rachel: Hey Mon, what are you doing now? Wanna come see a movie with us?
Ross: Hey Mon!
Joey: Oh, ooh the food smells great, Mon!
Rachel: Aw, Mon...(Kisses her on the cheek)
Rachel: Wow that's uh, juicy. Umm, (checks watch) y'know what though Mon, I actually do have a lot of work to do so if-ifare you sure there's just not anything else?
Phoebe: Écoutez, je vais vous dire la vérité. C'est mon petit frère. Il est un peu retardé. (Translation: Listen, I will tell you the truth. He's my little bother. He's a bit retarded.)
Ross: Okay, Monica. Mon, uh what-what you just saw
Phoebe: (reading from her book) Mon (Pause as she restarts) Marcia and Chester are planning on seeing a movie on Sunday night. Marcia thinks theyre supposed to meet at six, Chester thinks its at seven.
Chandler: I just think that things would go a lot smoother if we each have our own zone. Phoebe, you can be in charge of wiping. And yknow Mon, you can be in charge of diapering and I can be in charge of looking how cute they are when they put their hands around (He degrades into baby talk, but he means when they grab his finger.)
Ross: Oh Mon, I laughed so hard
Rachel: What cha doing Mon?
Phoebe: Really?! Oh thats so exciting! Thank you! Thanks Mon! Oh but Mon, if you touch my guitar again Ill have to pound on you for a little bit.
Joey: Look Mon, if you could just call my mom
Rachel: Hey! Whats up Mon?
Phoebe: Okay. (Phoebe and Rachel join Monica and Chandler on the altar.) Hey Mon, why did you tell the guys you werent pregnant?
Phoebe: Or we could just follow your clever jokes any ideas? No! Didnt think so! Okay, cmon guys, show us where the presents are!
Joey: Saw the Porsche out there Mon, lookin good. When do I get to take that baby out again?
Ross: Look, Mon, do you want us to uh, come back later?
Joey: Well, that's gonna be tough Mon. I mean it's hard for me to be around an attractive woman and not flirt.
Rachel: No Mon, you want to put them in concentric circles. I want to do this.
Rachel: (entering from the bathroom) Hey Mon? Im gonna check my messages.
Phoebe: Mon, maybe one of these guys wants to wear your dress.
Rachel: Hey Mon, look what I just found on the floor. (Monica smiles.) What?
Rachel: Hey you guys, this is my sister Amy. This is Chandler, Joey, Phoebe and you know Mon.