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Rachel: Yeah, but Mon thats totally different. He was youre health teacher.
Phoebe: Mon, can I talk to you for a sec?
Ross: (to Joey) It's ok, because they have to get it out of their system, okay (back to Mon and Chan), but you're going to realize, this is the only place, you wanna be.
Rachel: Oh, give me! (opens the box happily, then gets freaked and throws away the box, she and Mon jump up the sofa)
Jeannine: Night Mon. Night Julio.
Ross: Rach, c�mon, Emma is fine. You�re turning into an obsessive mother. Okay, you need to stop.
Chandler: It's, all good! Okay bye-bye Mon! (To Ross) She's-she's gonna kill me.
Joey: (sitting up from the couch) Hey Mon, do you have another pillow? (Holds up one.) Yknow, something a little snugglyer?
Joey: Only if you think its better than this... (holds up an aerosol can) snow-in-a-can!! I got it at work. Mon, you want me to decorate the window, give it a kind of Christmas lookie.
Ross: Hey, y'know, Mon, if things wrong out between you and Richards son, youd be able to tell your kids, that you slept with their grandfather.
Rachel: Mon... Okay... I've gotta... just say what it is I'm gonna say... None of the amazing things that have happened to me in the last ten years, would have happened if it wasn't for you. No-one has been more like a sister to me...
PHOEBE: [Standing in living room with Chandler and Joey. She pulls a huge bathing suit out of a box] Hey, Mon, what is this?
Phoebe: Oh hey Mon? Rach is here! Ohh, youre still pregnant. Oh, Im sorry. I know how uncomfortable you are. Yknow what? You look great. Yeah, like fifty bucks.
Rachel: Hey, Mon, I was just doing the dishes!
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.]
Phoebe: Hey Mon? Was it weird changing your name to Geller-Bing?
ROSS: Ow, ow, OK. Alright, alright, Mon, Mon, you've gone ultrasonic again, alright.
Joey: Its just a game Mon. (makes a Can-you-believe-her face to the rest of the gang.) Rach, how about you?
Rachel: Wow! Mon, thanks! I love this plate!
Joey's Look-A-Like: Hey Mon! Hey Chann! (He goes to the fridge) Just gettin a soda! (Does so.)
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: Look, you can't do this Mon. All right, if you do this, I'm, I'm gonna, I'm, I'm gonna.....
Ross: Yeah, see Mon, listen, listen. When Carol and I broke up, I went through the same thing. And you know what I did?
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.
Rachel: Uh, Mon, you-you gonna leave your shoes out here?
Chandler: Kinda puts that whole pillow thing in perspective, huh, Mon?
Chandler: (to Mon) She's right, you shouldn't have bought tickets just for us ...
Rachel: Mon, honey youre not dying. Im just moving out. Yknow, I mean were gonna see each other all the time.
Rachel: Hey Mon, lets give Pete a chance Come on, he was funny, he seems really nice, and that check thing was adorable.
Phoebe: Oh, okay. Listen, thanks for everything, Mon.
Ross: Mon, look who I ran into! (Gestures towards Rachel.)
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.
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]
Phoebe: Sure! Tout le plaisir est pour moi, mon ami.
All: (shouting) Mon!
Ross, Rachel, and Phoebe: Hey, Mon.
Rachel: Mon, Ethan called again. Mon?
Rachel: Mon. I wish I could, but I've made plans to walk around.
RACHEL: Hey, Mon, you want some help?
Rachel: Hey Mon, little question for ya! How do you think this suit will look on an assistant buyer?
ROSS: Mon.
ROSS: Well, Mon, I was married.
ROSS: Mon.
RACHEL: Ok. Look uhh, Mon I'm, I'm really sorry.
ROSS: Mon, Mon, are you OK?
RICHARD: Night Richard. Good luck 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?
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!
Ross: Okay, Mon, I really don't think this is the... Okay, you're dialing, you are dialing.
All: Hey Mon.
Ross: Mon?
Rachel: Mon?
Chandler: Hey, Mon.
Ross: Cmon! Joey! What is it?
Phoebe: Oh, hey, Mon, do you still have your like old blouses and dresses from high school?
Phoebe: Come on Mon, let her throw the ball.
Ross: Ill tell you what Mon, Ill give you the first box for free.
Ross: Mon?
Ross: Mon, look at yourself. You have cookie on your neck.
Ross: Mon?
Rachel: Oh, Mon, sure.
Phoebe: Hey Mon umm, if you do get married, can I bring two guests?
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.
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.
Phoebe: Mon! I'm so happy for you!
Rachel: So, come on, what was the big news Pete wanted to tell you Mon?! Or should I say Mrs. Monica Becker?
Phoebe: Whats wrong Mon?
Rachel: No Mon, you want to put them in concentric circles. I want to do this.
Phoebe: But Mon, you have to get our money!
Joey: Hey Mon! Want some pancakes?
Joey: (on phone) Hey Mon!
Rachel: So Mon, when are we gonna meet this new secret waiter man?
Rachel: Mon, if uh you were at lunch alone, how come it cost you uh 53 dollars?
Chandler: Hey Mon, how's it going?
Rachel: Thank you. (To Monica) 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: Mon, honey, I gotta ask you something.
Rachel: Thanks, Mon.
Joey: Hey, Mon! Im not doing anything, why dont you fire me?
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.
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.
Ross: And Mon, you wanna live with Chandler, dont ya?
Rachel: Oh yeah, good start Mon.
Rachel: Bye Mon.
Chandler: (walking by with his luggage) See you later 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?
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?
Joey: Oh, ooh the food smells great, Mon!
Ross: Hey Mon!
Rachel: Aw, Mon...(Kisses her on the cheek)
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.)