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Phoebe: Speaking of Christmas, umm since Monica and I are starting a new business and have like no money, umm, this year maybe we could do secret Santa, and then we each only buy one gift. And-and theres the added mystery of who gets who.
Chandler: When did I try to give you money?
Chandler: Oh, okay. (Hands her the money.) Here you go.
Phoebe: Well, we didnt have a lot of money. But the girl across the street had the best bike! It was pink and it had rainbow colored tassels hanging off the handle grips, and-and-and a bell and this big, white wicker basket with those plastic daisies stuck on.
Steve: It's really fulfilling doing something you hate for no money. That's right. I have no money, I'm not funny, I live in a studio apartment with two other guys, and I'm pretty sure I'm infertile.
Phoebe: Wait, you can't take the money out.
Chandler: Yeah, you got me. (picks up a 2x4 and puts it through the handles so that the doors wont open) Im out five big ones! (puts the money in the crack between the door and frame) Here you go.
Ross: The game, Rachel, the game. You owe us money for the game.
JOEY: I'm sorry. I'm 28 years old, I've never lived alone, and I'm finally at a place where I've got enough money that I don't need a roommate anymore.
Rachel: Oh! What a great way to earn some extra pocket money.
Joey: Oh, heres where I win all my money back! (Gets up and heads for the buffet table with Chandler in tow.)
Monica: Oh yeah right! (She grabs the money and shoves into her pocket.)
JOEY: Look at this, how did I spend so much money?
Phoebe: I couldn't tell him no. He got so sad. Maybe it'll be all right. I do really like him a lot and probably do it eventually anyway and plus, think of all the money I'll save on stamps.
David: Well, just for a couple of days, uhm... I'm here to explain to the people who gave us our grant, why it's a positive thing that we spent all their money and uhm... accomplished uhm... nothing.
Ross: Yeah, I want my money back.
Joey: And you don't a little good about donating the money?
Chandler: Isn't that Ross's money?
Phoebe: But, can't you leave the dollar? This money is for the poor.
Stanley: It's a money thing, we don't have any.
Ross: What?! That's not gonna make you any money!
Chandler: Because we don't do that. We are Bings! And if there's one thing my father taught me was... well to always knock before going into the pool house... but the other thing was never borrow money.
Ross: And now you want that money back.
Monica: Because I don't have the money or the equipment to handle something that big on such short notice. I mean there's no way.
Joey: Uh, (counts the money) wow, 700.
Chandler: Are you serious?! I mean like eloping?! No more stupid wedding stuff?! No more these flowers or these flowers or these flowersThink of the money well save!! (Monica just looks at him.) Were not eloping. I love the flowers. Can our wedding be bigger please?
Monica: Yeah. I guess. (She puts more money in the bucket.)
Rachel: But! Dont you have to give him his money back?
[Cut back to Monica and Rachel's apartment, Rachel is singing along with a song and dancing while facing the big picture window. Y'know, I think I'd pay real good money to be on the other side of that window!]
Stanley: It-it's probably just temporary. We're hoping to get some more money soon, so if could just uh, hang out.
Chandler: So, you stole my joke, and you stole my money.
Chandler: Like finding money with naked people on it!
Chandler: Wow, this is serious. Ive never known you to pay money for any kind of capade.
Chandler: Here you go. (Hands her the money.) Now stop bringing us pizzas you.
CHANDLER: No, Stephen Hurs was the kid who would eat anything for money, David Stein was the guy who had no elbows.
Ross: (putting the magazine back and holding the money for it) Okay.
Phoebe: (no accent) Uhm... Okay, well, allright, uhm... Originally I'm from upstate, but uhm... then my mom killed herself and my stepdad went to prison, so... I just moved to the city where uhm... I actually lived in a burned out Buick LeSabre for a while... (frowns are received) which was okay, that was okay, until uhm... I got hepatitis, you know, 'cause this pimp spit in my mouth and... but I... I got over it and uhm... anyway, now I'm uhm... a freelance massage therapist, uhm... which, you know, isn't always steady money but at least I don't pay taxes, huh... (everyone in the room finds it a bit surreal, which Phoebe realises and starts to talk in the accent again) So... where does everyone summer?
Chandler: No, I hope not! I tried to offer him some money, but he wouldnt take it.
Phoebe: Wow, money and a firm hand. Finally a Chandler I can get on board with.
Ross: Do not give him any money!
Ross: Oh. (Starts to get his money)
Sarah: No. The one in Atlantic City, Dad loves the slots. He says hes gonna double the college money my Grandma left me.
Frank: Wait, y'know what, I-I came to you because I thought youd understand! Oh no!! Y'know, I would storm out of here right now if-if I had some money, or a place to go
Monica: My parents spent the money for our wedding!
Rachel: God, isn't this exciting? I earned this. I wiped tables for it, I steamed milk for it, and it was totally(opens envelope)not worth it. Who's FICA? Why's he getting all my money? I mean, what- Chandler, look at that.
Monica: I cant believe it! That there is no money for my wedding?!
Chandler: Well, youre not suggesting that we spend all of the money on the wedding?
Chandler: (on phone) Hey Mr. Kostelic! How's life on the fifteenth floor? (Listens) Yeah, I miss you too. (Listens) Yeah, it's a lot less satisfying to steal pens from your own home, you know? (Listens) Well, that's very generous (Listens) er, but look, this isn't about the money. I need something that's more than a job. I need something I can really care about.... (Listens) And that's on top of the yearly bonus structure you mentioned earlier? (Listens) Look, Al, Al... I'm not playing hardball here, OK? This is not a negotiation, this is a rejection! (Listens) No! No! No, stop saying numbers! I'm telling you, you've got the wrong guy! You've got the wrong guy! (Listens) I'll see you on Monday! (slams the phone down)
Chandler: Borrow money from me?
Monica: Ok worse case scenario is...we borrow some money from my parents.
Joey: (in his head) 2,000 bucks is a lot of money. Oh, I wish I had a twin. Where could I find someone who looks exactly like me? (The camera widens its shot to reveal a room full of Joey look-a-likes. Joey looks at the guy next to him and then back at his script.)
Ross: Hey, yknow if you want to pick up some extra cash? Some friends of mine made good money doing telemarketing.
Joey: Ah yeahwait a second now! Look were gonna have to set a spending limit on the date. I dont have the money to take her to a fancy place like that.
Monica: I cant! I spent so much money on them and I told Chandler that Id wear them all the time, I just cant give them away!
Chandler: Give him money? It was a joke!
Chandler: No, I realize that honey, but Im not gonna spend all of the money on one party.
The Lurker: (to the guard) Excuse me, sir! This lady played my quarter, this is my money. (Motions to the jackpot.)
Lizzie: What? (She opens the envelope Phoebe has given her.) Oh my God, there's really money in here.
Phoebe: Uh-huh, and a little seed money for the party. (Holds up $40.)
CHANDLER: I don't know what to say. I'm sorry that we make more money than you. But we're not gonna feel guilty about it. We work really hard for it.
Joey: Aww, I don't know Monica y'know... erm... lending friends money is always a mistake.
Chandler: Hey, I may have no money, but I still have my pride.
Caitlin: (wanting more than anything to get the money and leave this horrible, horrible place) Yeah.
Monica: I mean think about all the money that youre gonna make!
Chandler: Listen, if you want to borrow money, its kind of a bad time. Im buying dinner for 128 people tomorrow night.
Joey: All right relax, look I'll pay you with the money from the acting job I am definitely gonna get thanks to you.
Phoebe: Now if you want to receive e-mails about my upcoming shows, then please give me money so I can buy a computer.
Joey: Huh, Rach I got to say its gonna take a lot of money for me to go out on a date with a dude.
Phoebe: Well then get your money back and return them!
Ross: Oh! Wow! Uh, yeah! That sounds great. Im just gonna put this (The money) back in my pocket, pretend that didnt happen. Uh yeah, actually Im free now. Do you wanna grab some coffee or
Rachel: (makes some unintelligible sound to stop her from leaving) Obviously you know how to haggle, so I'm not gonna try and take you on. Okay? So $800 and I don't call the cops because you're robbing me blind! Blind! (Covers her eyes) Just take cat, leave the money, and run away! Run away! (Uncovers her eyes and sees that the woman has fled) Damnit! (To the cat) Cat, can't you at least smile or something?! (The cat hisses at her again, it sounds like Rachel) Okay, did anybody just hear that? Anybody?
RACHEL: Do you guys ever get the feeling that um, Chandler and those guys just don't get that we don't make as much money as they do?
Rachel: Well, Im miserable here! I might as well make some money out it!
Chandler: Had the money in the wrong hand. (Shows her his left hand with the money in it)
[Scene: Rosss apartment, Chandler is trying to get Joeys money back from Ross.]
Rachel: Yeah me too. oh! I have an idea. Why don't we all pitch in 50 bucks, we'll pool our money together and then if we win, we'll split it!
Rachel: Ooh! My Chinese food! Let me get my cash! (runs to her room to get her money)
Ross: Phoebe! I can't believe you gave them money! I thought you agreed it was totally unreasonable that they asked me for that money!
Monica: All right. Now do it soon, he just asked me how to convert his dollars into Vermont money.
Ross: What?! While shes been going through this hell, youve been making money?! Youre betting on your friend staying in this misery?! (Phoebe lowers her head and shakes it yes.)
Chandler: You dont owe me anything, I dont want you money
Chandler: Yes, money well spent!
Phoebe: Oh, it ate your money?
Rachel: Give her some money.
Chandler: I invented the game of Cups as a way to give Joey money.
Chandler: I could use the money; it could give me time to write.
Ross: Okay, (gets the money) so, do you make the pizzas in one of those uh, wood-burning ovens?
Rachel: Mon you definitely have to make it a theme wedding, and the theme could be, Look how much money weve got! Y'know, I mean you could put, you could put money in-in the invitations! You-you could have like little money place settings. And ah, you could start with a money salad! I mean itll be dry, but people will like it.
PHOEBE: It's not even that. I used to do my songs because it made me happy, but now it's like, it's just all about the money.
Monica: What do you do with your money now?
JOEY: Yeah, you missed, 'Takes money to make money,' and uh, 'Don't make me come down there and kick your wall street butt.'
Ross: What? You - you're making money off my misery?
Phoebe: But then we ditch those two and thats when we get married. Well have Chandlers money and Rachels kids and getting custody will be easy because of Rachels drinking problem.
Ross: Well isnt there something you can do to earn a little extra money? I mean, cant-cant you pick up, I dont know, an extra shift here?
Joey: (throws down a small wad of money, and as his hand twin starts to unfold it, Joey once again brings attention to their special gift to the world. {Y'know, looking at it now, they really don't have that similar of hands. Joey's are bigger.}) Ooh-ho-ho! (The dealer stares at him and he stops.)
Chandler: You can wear them with shorts on a street corner and earn the money to pay for them. (Goes and gets some coffee at the counter.)
Monica: Joey, Chandler knows I borrowed the money.
Phoebe: No, what's more important, your friends or money?
Monica: Money! (they all look at her) Friends...
Ross: Oh. (Reaches into his pocket for some money as Rachel enters the living room and watches holding two stuffed dinosaurs.)
Gunther: Okay, but the moneys good, plus you get to stare at Rachel as much as you want.