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[Scene: Garbage room: Mr. Treeger is unclogging the trash chute as Rachel enters.]
Rachel: Oh! Hey, Mr. Treeger.
Mr. Treeger:: Hey.
(Rachel opens the trash chute, winces at the smell, and throws the garbage bag in. She then tries to throw the pizza box in, but since its so big she jams it into the opening and it prevents the door from closing. She then turns around too see Mr. Treeger watching her.)
Mr. Treeger:: What are you doing?
Mr. Treeger:: No! Youre clogging up the chute that I spent a half-hour unclogging!
Mr. Treeger:: Oh yeah, of course you dont!
Mr. Treeger:: Cause youre a little princess! "Daddy, buy me a pizza. Daddy, buy me a candy factory. Daddy, make the cast of Cats sing Happy Birthday to me "
Mr. Treeger:: You think you could make a mess and the big man in coveralls will come in here and clean it up, huh? Well, why dont think of someone else for a change?
Mr. Treeger:: Tribbiani! Hold on, Ill get the plunger.
Mr. Treeger:: And tell him what?
Mr. Treeger:: Yeah. Well maybe you have heard about the Rent Stabilization Act of 1968!
Mr. Treeger:: Yeah, well your friends are in violation of it. Ive been a nice guy up until now, but uh, I dont need this grief. Im gonna call the landlord and tell him that Monica is illegally subletting here grandmothers apartment. Your friends are outta here pal.
[Cut to later, Joey is returning from talking to Mr. Treeger.]
[Scene: Mr. Treegers apartment, Joey is there to suck up.]
Mr. Treeger:: What?
Mr. Treeger:: You want me to kick you guys out instead?
Mr. Treeger:: You have pets!
Mr. Treeger:: Huh, I wouldve thought it was the other way around.
Mr. Treeger:: Really? Youll do anything?
Mr. Treeger:: Yeah, Ive got something you can do.
Mr. Treeger:: Can you be my dancing partner?
[Scene: Treegers apartment, Joey knocks and Mr. Treeger opens the door.]
Mr. Treeger:: Okay ahh, well, just ahh, follow my lead. (Turns on some music)
Mr. Treeger:: Look come on, eh, just ah, just ah, put your arms around me, eh.
Mr. Treeger:: Ahhhh! Im sorry!
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. Treeger:: Im sure as hell a dancer, its no use Marge will never go for me.
Mr. Treeger:: Yeah!
(Suddenly, Phoebes boss, Mrs. Potter, and a client, Mr. Simon, enters.)
Mrs. Potter: Mr. Simons been waiting for(sees Phoebe and Rick) Oh my God!
Mr. Simon: Why wasnt I offered that? Id definitely pay more for that.
Mr. Treeger:: Hey Duck, is Chick here?
Joey: (To Mr. Treeger) So you ah, ready for our last practice?
Mr. Treeger:: Yeah, but yknow, I think the reason were not getting that spin right is because my apartments too small.
Mr. Treeger:: No, I ahh, had another idea.
[Cut to the roof, where Joey and Mr. Treeger are dancing happily to ^Night and Day^.]
Mr. Treeger:: I know, we did it!! Hey, that was incredible, huh?!
Mr. Treeger:: Thank you, listen, thanks a lot Tribbiani, (checks watch). Oh my God, look at the time, I gotta catch the bus to the ball.
Mr. Treeger:: Yeah.
Mr. Treeger:: Ahh, thanks but no. You see I-I think Im ready to dance with girls.
Mr. Treeger:: Yeah.
Mr. Treeger:: Right. (Starts to leave) Hey, ahh, you wanna come? Marge has a girlfriend.
Mr. Treeger:: Yeah, you could dance real good with her, shes the same size as me.
Phoebe: Oh please! Just before when you were asleep in the lounge! That Armenian family was watching you instead of the TV. Oh, that reminds me. That Mr. Hasmeje still has my Gameboy.
Mr. Geller: So, I think youre boxes are over here. (They walk over to them.)
Mr. Geller: Well, I just wanted to make sure you were okay.
Mr. Geller: We're looking into it.
[Scene: Monica and Rachel's apartment. Mr. and Mrs. Geller are watching tennis on TV, Monica is sitting at the table]
MR. WINEBURG: I tell ya a lot things!
Mr. Tribbiani: Of course, course one of 'em's Ma. What's the matter with you.
Mr. Zelner: May I help you?
Mr. Douglas: Not you. Relax. Ever have to fire anyone?
Mr. Geller: Eat your fish.
MR. TREEGER: Oh wow, I didn't get you anything. Here's five back.
Mr. Treeger: Then I made the mistake of turning off the TV, I never got it back again. And Im sad. (Exits.)
MR. GELLER: It is off.
Mr. Kaplan: Well, dont think I havent noticed your potential. Well, Ive got a project for you thats a lot more related to fashion. How does that sound?
ROSS: Hey, tell me again, what do I do when Mr. Roper calls?
MR. GREENE: ...and the bansai's and the chiuaua...
MR. WINEBURG: It's so wonderful to see you again, my dear, in fact I hardly expected to see so much.
Mr. Tribbiani: Gotta go. I miss you too, I love you, but it's getting real late now
MR. GREENE: I'm getting my cigarettes out of my jacket.
Mr. Waltham: Sorry old boy, sorry. Sorry. Sorry. (Them all walk away. As he leaves he mutters to Jack.) I could kill you with my thumb, you know.
Rachel: (worried and shocked) Yeah, sure Mr. Zelner, for you anythingminute. Okay. Fine. (To Tag) Abort the plan, abort the plan. (She start to usher Tag out.)
MR. GREENE: ...and her yoga and her Bridges of Madison County...
Monica: Mr. Heckles, our friend lost a monkey. Have you seen it?
Rachels Boss: Now Mr. Kaplan Sr. likes his coffee strong, so your gonna use two bags instead of one, see. Now pay attention, cause this parts tricky, see some people use filters just once.
[Scene: The Hospital, Mr. and Mrs. Geller are there, along with Aunt Lillian. Ross and Monica enter and everyone says hi and kisses.)
Mr. Douglas: I see. I guess you never really know whats goin on inside a persons head.
Mr. Thompson: I think it was valued at 19,000
MR. GELLER: A woman in my office is a lesiban. I'm just saying.
MR. GREENE: I'll never remember all of that. So uh, what's the deal? Rachel comes home, people pop out and yell stuff, is that it?
MONICA: Oh, gosh, this is so weird. I mean, his whole life was in this apartment, and now it's gone. You know, I think it would be nice if we just took a few moments, for Mr. Heckles. I mean, he was kind of a pain, he was, but, he was a person. You're all going to hell.
Ross: Mr. Morse I need to talk to you about your mid-term exam, Im afraid I-I had to fail you.
Receptionist: Welcome to the Chestnut Inn Mr. Bing, so where are you joining from?
MR. GREENE: No no no, no no no, neat, as in no rocks.
Mr. Heckles: I left a Belgian waffle out here, did you take it?
CHANDLER: Why? Wh- wh- why is Mr. Douglas looking for me?
Phoebe: You know, now you're more like, you know like, "Mr. Caring Boss," "Mr.", you know, "I'm one of you, Boss," "Mr., I wanna be your buddy, Boss Man Bing!"
Mr. Heckles: Potassium.
Mr. Geller: Well, he's doing terrible!
Ross: Mr. Dickens gets to pick 'em.
Mr. Douglas: Thats unbelievable.
Mr. Geller: I tell you one thing, I wouldn't mind having a piece of this sun-dried tomato business. Five years ago, if somebody had said to me, here's a tomato that looks like a prune, I'd say "get out of my office!"
Mr. Geller: And you tell him no one takes advantage of the Gellers.
Mr. Geller: So, how are you doing?
MR. GREENE: I think I need a drink.
MR. GELLER: C'mon Rich, it's my birthday, let me live vicariously.
JOEY: Thanks for coming Mrs. Greene. [grabs her and kisses her to distract her. She goes limp in his arms. Mr. Greene leaves.] Well, ok, you take care.
Mr. Waltham: Will you call him?
Mr. Waltham: Good morning.
Mr. Geller: I didnt even have a chance to act as though Im okay with it!
Mr. Waltham: Oh, good.
Mr. Waltham: Ohh! Yes of course, thank you, thank you, thank you so very much.
Mr. Waltham: For you and Emily, tonight, Die Fledermaus.
Mr. Heckles: I could be Chandlers new roommate.
Rachel: (stopping him) Hey-whoa-whoa-whoa!! Ho-ho-hold on a sec there, Mr. Kissey! Y'know, I've been meaning to talk to you about this whole, little, new European thing you got going on, and I just need to tell you that it makes me very uncomfortable and I justy'knowstop it!
Mr. Geller: (To Ross) Do you remember the Ludwins? The big one had a thing for you, didn't she?
Mr. Treeger: Ohhh, man!!
MR. GREENE: Alright, that sounds like a two person job. [they walk into Rachel's bedroom]
Ross: I just wanna clarify this: are you outing Mr. Peanut?
Mr. Geller: I'm not gonna tell you what they spent on that wedding... but forty thousand dollars is a lot of money!
Mr. Treeger: What in the name of hell?
Mr. Burgin: Hi.
The Housekeeper: More turkey Mr. Chandler? (And he makes eyes at him.)
[Scene: The Bing household, Mr. and Mrs. Bing and Young Chandler are eating Thanksgiving dinner as a housekeeper serves them.]
Chandler: Really? Worse than, "More turkey Mr. Chandler?"
Mr. Burgin: Yep, sucks!
MR A: Oh, no, please, I spent most of mid-morning trying to stand up. Now uh, what can I do for you, my dear?
Mr. Burgin: So We go eat.
Mr. Burgin: France sucks!
JOEY: This company was not built on rough numbers. Am I right Mr. Douglas.
Phoebe: No, no, Mr. Heckles no one is making any noise up here.
MR. HECKLES: You're doing it again.
Mr. Geller: Now I'm depressed! ...(To everyone) Even more than I was.
Mr. Treeger: (coming in from the bathroom) Whoa, hey, that ladys all kinds of naked.
ROSS: Excuse me, I'm seizing. Mr. Treeger, here's another 50, happy Hanukkah. Will uh, will this help with the knob getting?
Mr. Burgin: So, have you kids eaten yet?
Mr. Geller: Let's show 'em.
[Scene: The Gellers' house. Monica, Ross, and Richard are arriving to Mr. Gellers birthday party.]
Mr. Waltham: In a moment, please, Im in the middle of a task. And you have a customer.
Mr. Geller: Hi Rachel!
Mr. Geller: Ohh, I thought that you....
Mr. Geller: Oh my!
Mr. Geller: Okay, okay.
Mr. Waltham: Its the Gellers!
Mr. Waltham: (walking by) Yes.
CHANDLER: Well, I'm sure you'll teach her a lesson when she steps off the dock onto nothing. Hey Mr. Douglas.
Mr. Geller: Boy, bad time to say the wrong name, huh Ross?
Mr. Bowmont: Its Pam.
(Cut to Mr. and Mrs. Geller.)
Mr. Waltham: No.
Mr. Waltham: Ahh, then you have to give us the lawn ornaments.
Mr. Geller: Well Judy, you did it! She's finally full!
Mr. Waltham: Weve come for her things.
Mr. Waltham: Goodbye Geller.
Mr. Waltham: Dont take that tone with me. (She looks evilly at him.) All-all right you can. (He looks over at Ross and Shrugs.)
Mr. Heckles: Er, yeah, it's mine.
MR. HECKLES: You're stomping. It's disturbing my birds.
MR. GREENE: Oh hello Ross, where have you been?
Mr. Heckles: He told me in person.
Phoebe: (reading the slip of paper) Wow! (In a sultry voice) Hello, Mr. Chandler.
Mr. Geller: Wow, love your new nose!