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[Scene: Ross and Monicas parents garage, Ross and Monica are arriving to go through their things. Mr. Geller is in the garage.]
Mr. Geller: Im here!
Mr. Geller: Hi. God, it seems like just yesterday you guys used to come out to watch me work.
Mr. Geller: Well, its time for a new family to start their memories here and hopefully their check will clear before they find the crack in the foundation and the asbestos in the ceiling.
Mr. Geller: Im sorry we cant store your childhood things anymore.
Mr. Geller: Well, I dont know whats in the boxes down here, but I do know there are six or seven Easy Bake Ovens in the attic.
Mr. Geller: So, I think youre boxes are over here. (They walk over to them.)
Mr. Geller: I dont know. They-they must be your mothers, but please, please dont ask her. Ill throw these away. (He puts them in his pocket as Ross finds something of interest in one of his boxes.)
Mr. Geller: Oh look, look theres your old makeup kit!
Mr. Geller: Well, the white seems to be untouched. (He throws it back into the box as Mr. Geller moves a tarp and makes a discovery.) Uh-oh.
Mr. Geller: Yknow how the garage floods every Spring?
Mr. Geller: I think I accidentally used Monicas boxes to keep the water away from the Porsche.
Mr. Geller: You dont secretly smoke do you?
Mr. Geller: So its just your mother then.
[Scene: The Gellers Garage, continued from earlier. Ross and Mr. Geller are still deciding what to do.]
Mr. Geller: Well, shell understand right? Its not like I did it on purpose.
Mr. Geller: Oh my God, does she really thinks that?
Mr. Geller: Well I dont know, I-I suppose we may have favored you unconsciously, you were a medical marvel! The doctor said your mother could
Mr. Geller: Really?
Mr. Geller: Great!
Mr. Geller: Sure!
Mr. Geller: (grabbing a glove) This couldve been hers!
Mr. Geller: Your make-up kit? Id feel better.
[Scene: The Gellers Garage, Mr. Geller and Ross are finishing up recreating Monicas memories as Monica enters.]
Mr. Geller: (overacting) Thats a good one! Do you hear that Ross? Three days!
Mr. Geller: Oh, yeah you loved that glove! You took it every place you went. You never went any place without that glove.
Mr. Geller: Well, the garage flooded sweetie and it ruined everything in your boxes. Im sorry.
Mr. Geller: Im afraid so.
Mr. Geller: Well, I used your boxes to divert water away from the Porsche.
Mr. Geller: There was also leaves and guk and stuff.
Mr. Geller: (To Ross) Screw it! Im having one. (Takes out and lights a cigarette.)
Mr. Geller: (entering) How are you honey?
Mr. Geller: Sweetheart, we love you just as much as Ross! Now, Im sorry about everything that happened and Id probably never be able to make it up to you, but heres a start. (He hands her a small box.)
Mr. Geller: Its the key to my Porsche. Well, the key to your Porsche.
Mr. Geller: Ive been thinking about getting rid of it. I was driving it the other day and saw my reflection in a store window. Your mothers right, I do look like an ass.
Mr. Geller: (To Monica) Why dont we take it for a spin?
Ross: Ooh, well. Ah, I kinda have got a lot on my plate right now, not that I wouldn't love a weekend in the country with a strange man. (Mr. Oberblau giggles)
[Scene: The Mr. Bowmont (Joeys boat), shes shown to be in one of the waterways around New York, but in reality shes in a sound stage on the Warner Bros. lot and we see New York from the water in some rather poor green screen shots. Rachel and Joey are on board.]
(They start towards the door but are stopped when Mr. Zelner enters.)
Mr. Zelner: Uh actually, Id like to speak with both of you.
Mr. Zelner: Hello Rachel, you uh, got a minute?
Mr. Zelner: You wrote that you have a cute touchie?
Tag: (interrupting) Uh Mr. Zelner, Im the one who filled in that evaluation.
Joey: Who cares?! I-Ill make payments, whatever it takes, I want the Mr. Bowmont!!
Mr. Douglas: Its pretty ugly. We havent seen an ANUS this bad since the seventies.
Rachel: Someone? I brought people. Mr. Thompson, this is Phoebe. Phoebe, this is Mr. Thompson. (She introduces them.) Hes the head of my department.
Mr. Treeger:: No! Youre clogging up the chute that I spent a half-hour unclogging!
MR. TREEGER: He musta been sweepin'. They found a broom in his hand.
Joshua: Yeah, that would be fantastic! My-my nephew is crazy about the Knicks! This is fantastic, thank you so much Rachel. (He takes the tickets and leaves as Mr. Waltham returns.)
MR. TREEGER: There she is. And over there, that's the other one. This is Mr. Buddy Boyle, Mr. Heckles' attorney. He'd like to talk to you.
Mr. Bowmont: I dont think shed like that.
Mr. Geller: Crap.
(Joey walks away and Mr. and Mrs. Geller walk up. Mr. Geller is wearing this ancient velvet tuxedo.)
Mr. Treeger:: Look come on, eh, just ah, just ah, put your arms around me, eh.
MR. GELLER: I tell you, I've never seen him this happy.
[the guys form a wall between Mrs Geller and Mr Geller and dance across the hall as he walks across]
Mr. Kaplan: Im not supposed to drink coffee, it makes me gassy.
Mr. Franklin: But we really do need to find someone up here. The work is starting to pile up. Ive got a stack of documents on my desk this high. (Holds his hand at shoulder level.)
Monica: (on phone) Awww, y'know what your nickname is, Mr. Big
Rachel: Oh. (they knock at the next door, Mr. Heckles answers) Hi. We just found this cat and we're looking for the owner.
Monica: Whos Mr. Girabaldi?
Mr. Kaplan: (entering) Hows that coffee comin, dear?
MR. GELLER: You're the twinkie?
[Cut to Mr. and Mrs. Geller talking to Ross.]
Chandler: Mr. and Mrs. Bing! (Walks away.)
Mr. Bing: (entering) Hello all!
Monica: Hi Mr. Bing.
(Mr. and Mrs. Geller start to walk away.)
Mr. Geller: What?! Ive never seen one before!
Chandler: Thats Mr. Girabaldi playing the piano.
Mr. Geller: Doctor Ross Geller.
Mr. Burgin: Well just grab some food and take it with us right upstairs, and well be right out of you hair.
Mr. Bing: Yes! Although, I think we may be seeing a little too much of some people. Arent you a little old to be wearing a dress like that?
(Mr. Geller turns the corner.)
Mr. Geller: I thought he was with you.
Mr. Bing: But that was after the wedding, its not bad luck then.
Mr. Geller: You cant ask us son, thats cheating.
Mr. Geller: I remember when we first got engaged.
Mr. Geller: of course you can kick his ass son.
(Mr. Geller dances over.)
Mr. Geller: You stole my moves. (He starts to dance like Chandler was and Chandler stops.)
Mr. Burgin: I like her. She sees smart.
MR. GELLER: You know, that Steffi Graf has quite a tush. I'm just saying, it's right there.
[Scene: Monica and Chandler's, Mr. Treeger has finished inspecting Monica and Chandlers apartment.]
Paul: Yeah Ross its okay, its me, Mr. Stevens.
Mr. Treeger: Anyway uh, Ill get moving on that new door.
Joey: I wanna be mr. Wigglemunch. (and makes a "there" nod to Ross)
Mr. Treeger: Namaste. (Bows.)
Mr. Geller: (filming this) Hey Chandler, you cant keep your hands off her for one second!
MR. GELLER: [enters with his bat] Found it.
Mr. Treeger: You said there was a gas leak in here.
Mr. Franklin: Oh then you know each other.
Mr. Franklin: Youre a joker Bing. (Walks away.)
Dr. Green: This is nice. I pay two hundred dollars for dinner, you put down twenty, and you come out looking like Mr. Big Shot. You really want to be Mr. Big Shot? Here, Ill tell you what, you pay the whole bill, Mr. Big Shot, all right. (rips up the bill, and throws it at Ross, then leaves)
Tommy: Ooh, sorry little Mr. Chic-A-Dee, sorry you went doody in my hand! (starts to walk out and stops) (to Rachel) Well, I guess were not going out anymore. Whaa!!!
Mr. Treeger:: Ahh, forget it! Ill never be any good at this, my mom was right, Im just a big potato with arms, and legs, and a head.
MR, GELLER: Wait, how do you zoom out? [zooms out and we see an extremely overweight Monica eating a big sandwich] There she is.
Mr. Franklin: Wow Bing! Burning the midnight oil.
Mr. Geller: No. Your mother really did the work. I was busy with the business. I wasn't around that much. Is that what this is about?
Mr. Franklin: Okay, I hear you loud and clear. Bob will stay put.
MR A: Oh, that's all right, although you did cut into my busy day of sitting.
EDDIE: Naah, I crapped out, but Mr. 21 over here he cleans up, 300 bucks, check it out he buys me these new shoes, sweet huh?
Bandleader: Thank you very much! Ladies and gentlemen, it gives me great pleasure to introduce to you for the very first time, Mr. and Mrs. Chandler Bing!
Mr. Waltham: (drunkenly) The next tour of the wine cellar will plan in two in-in minutes
Joey: All right, okay, this is great, uh, Chandler, you get behind the desk. And-and when she comes in hopefully, she wont recognise you because, well, why would she? Uh, okay, and then you buzz Ross and I. (to Ross) You be Mr. Gonzalez, and Ill be uh, Mr. Wong.
Joey: All right, I'll give you this, Mr. Peanut is a better dresser. I mean he's got the monocle, he's got the top hat...
Joey: Lookin' good Mr. Cotter.
Mr. and Mrs. Geller: Hi
Mr. Zelner: Oh I think its best that I speak first.
Mr. Zelner: Please, come in. Have a seat. (She does so.)
Mr. Geller: Oh yeah, well who serves steak when theres no place to sit, I mean how are you supposed to eat this?
Rachel: Okay look Mr. Zelner
[Scene: Mr. Zelners Office, Rachel is knocking on the door.]
Mr. Geller: I just wish Nana were alive to hear Rosss toast.
[Scene: The Gym, Chandler and Mr. Geller are heading for the whirlpool room.]
Mr. Kaplan: Ill bet your thinking, Whats an intelligent girl who wants to be in fashion, doing making coffee? Eh?
Joey: You-you must choose Mr. Bing.
Mr. Waltham: Well theres one (pointing towards Jack) and theres another (pointing towards Judy).
Mr. Bing: Our little boy is getting married.
Mr. Geller: And if you see Rita Moreno, let her know Im looking for her.
Cashier: Do you uh, want these things delivered Mr. and Mrs. Geller?
MR. GELLER: Of course not. With you it's like I've got two 25-year-olds.
(There is a monkey-like noise from within and Ross pushes past Mr. Heckles and enters his apartment)
Mr. Geller: Which means you had seven years of beach fun and you cant put a price on that sweetie.
Mr. Geller: Come on!
Mr. Geller: Oh, I dont think that. Before today I never thought of you two having sex at all. It was a simpler time.
Mr. Geller: What?
Mr. Geller: Whoa-whoa-whoa! I dont think so! Arent you ovulating?
Mr. Geller: (pause) Sorry to bother you again, but could you pass my pamphlets back? (They do so.) Thank you.
Mr. Zelner: Y'know what? I may regret this but uh, I'm going to give you a shot.
[Scene: Mr. Geller's birthday party. Monica and Richard are alone in the kitchen.]
Joey's Doctor: Mr. Tribbiani, I'm afraid you've got kidney stones.
Rachel: Okay. Uh, well can we, can we get you anything Mr. Zelner? Maybe some chocolates? (Holds up the box.)
Joey: (In a high pitched female voice) Hello Mr. Bing...I love you.
Mr. Geller: It is off. Right Ross? (pans over to see Ross with an afro and moustache)
Spokeswoman: And the man who made all this possible... Mr. Peter Becker.