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[Scene: The Bing household, Mr. and Mrs. Bing and Young Chandler are eating Thanksgiving dinner as a housekeeper serves them.]
The Housekeeper: More turkey Mr. Chandler? (And he makes eyes at him.)
Chandler: Really? Worse than, "More turkey Mr. Chandler?"
[Scene: The Geller household, Mr. and Mrs. Geller are getting ready for Thanksgiving dinner. The doorbell rings.]
Mr. Geller: Hi Rachel!
Mr. Geller: Oh my!
Mr. Geller: Well Judy, you did it! She's finally full!
Mr. Geller: (entering) Hi Rachel.
Mr. Geller: Wow, love your new nose!
Mr. Geller: What? Dr. Wilson's an artist! He removed my mole cluster. Wanna see? (He starts to show her as the doorbell rings.)
Mr. Geller: (To Chandler) God, your hair sure is different!
Mr. Geller: Dude!
Mr. Geller: Of course it did. They're made of wicker.
Mr. Geller: Oh, I'm not falling for that one!
Mr. Treeger:: You have pets!
Receptionist: Welcome to the Chestnut Inn Mr. Bing, so where are you joining from?
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?
Mr. Treeger:: You want me to kick you guys out instead?
Mr. Heckles: I left a Belgian waffle out here, did you take it?
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. Simon: Why wasnt I offered that? Id definitely pay more for that.
Mr. Heckles: Potassium.
Mr. Geller: Well, he's doing terrible!
Mr. Treeger:: Yeah. Well maybe you have heard about the Rent Stabilization Act of 1968!
CHANDLER: Why? Wh- wh- why is Mr. Douglas looking for me?
MR. GREENE: No no no, no no no, neat, as in no rocks.
MR. GREENE: I think I need a drink.
MR. GELLER: C'mon Rich, it's my birthday, let me live vicariously.
Mr. Treeger:: Can you be my dancing partner?
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. Treeger:: Hey Duck, is Chick here?
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?
Ross: Mr. Dickens gets to pick 'em.
Mr. Treeger:: Huh, I wouldve thought it was the other way around.
Mr. Geller: I didnt even have a chance to act as though Im okay with it!
Mr. Waltham: Good morning.
Mr. Waltham: Will you call him?
Mr. Waltham: Ohh! Yes of course, thank you, thank you, thank you so very much.
Mr. Waltham: Oh, good.
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. Heckles: I could be Chandlers new roommate.
Mr. Waltham: For you and Emily, tonight, Die Fledermaus.
Ross: I just wanna clarify this: are you outing Mr. Peanut?
[Scene: Garbage room: Mr. Treeger is unclogging the trash chute as Rachel enters.]
Mr. Treeger: Ohhh, man!!
Mr. Treeger:: No, I ahh, had another idea.
MR. GREENE: Alright, that sounds like a two person job. [they walk into Rachel's bedroom]
Mr. Treeger: What in the name of hell?
Mr. Geller: I'm not gonna tell you what they spent on that wedding... but forty thousand dollars is a lot of money!
Mr. Burgin: Hi.
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: France sucks!
JOEY: This company was not built on rough numbers. Am I right Mr. Douglas.
MR. HECKLES: You're doing it again.
Phoebe: No, no, Mr. Heckles no one is making any noise up here.
Mr. Geller: Now I'm depressed! ...(To everyone) Even more than I was.
Mr. Burgin: So, have you kids eaten yet?
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 We go eat.
Mr. Treeger: (coming in from the bathroom) Whoa, hey, that ladys all kinds of naked.
Mr. Geller: Let's show 'em.
Mr. Waltham: In a moment, please, Im in the middle of a task. And you have a customer.
Mr. Geller: Okay, okay.
Mr. Waltham: Its the Gellers!
[Scene: The Gellers' house. Monica, Ross, and Richard are arriving to Mr. Gellers birthday party.]
Mr. Geller: Ohh, I thought that you....
Mr. Treeger:: Im sure as hell a dancer, its no use Marge will never go for me.
Mr. Geller: Boy, bad time to say the wrong name, huh Ross?
Mr. Bowmont: Its Pam.
CHANDLER: Well, I'm sure you'll teach her a lesson when she steps off the dock onto nothing. Hey Mr. Douglas.
Mr. Waltham: (walking by) Yes.
(Cut to Mr. and Mrs. Geller.)
Mr. Waltham: Ahh, then you have to give us the lawn ornaments.
Mr. Waltham: No.
MR. HECKLES: You're stomping. It's disturbing my birds.
Mr. Heckles: Er, yeah, it's mine.
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. Waltham: Weve come for her things.
Mr. Waltham: Goodbye Geller.
Phoebe: (reading the slip of paper) Wow! (In a sultry voice) Hello, Mr. Chandler.
Mr. Heckles: He told me in person.
MR. GELLER: Who's drink can I freshen?
Mr. Geller: I wanna be buried at sea, it looks like fun.
CHANDLER: Hey I didn't kill your fish. Look Eddie...[puts his hand on Eddie's shoulder] Would you look at what I'm doin' here. That can't be smart. So we're just gonna take this guy right off ya and put him here in Mr. Pocket. Tangellon? [picks up the fruit an tosses it to Eddie, it hits Eddie in the chest and falls]
MR. GREENE: Oh hello Ross, where have you been?
(They walk to the table, but Rachel suddenly gasps. Sitting there is mr Zellner, her boss from her current job at Ralph Lauren.)
Mr. Geller: C'mon, you'll make a day of it! You'll rent a boat, pack a lunch...
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.]
Mr. Burgin: Youll wear that. Well be eating, and of course, youll be wearing that.
Mr. Waltham: Terribly nice of you to offer to pay for half the wedding. (He hand a multipage bill to Jack.)
MR. GELLER: That's impossible, he's got a twinkie in the city.
MR. GELLER: What? I'm kidding. You know I'd never let him touch the Porsche.
Mr. Zelner: (Sees that she has some ink on her lip from her pen.) Oh Rachel, uhh (He points to his lip to get her to notice the ink on hers.)
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
JOEY: See after the scene, Mr. Beatty comes up to me and says 'good actor, bad kisser'. Can you believe that, me not a good kisser, that's like, like Mother Theresa, not a good mother.
Mr. Geller: All right, enough! I dont want to hear about it anymore! (Under his breath) Good luck, Chandler. (Chandler takes another drink.)
PHOEBE: Sparkly. So, wow, this is pretty wonerful, huh. Mr. major capades guy. I, I remember when you were just, like, King Friday in Mr. Roger's Ice is Nice.
Rachel: I overheard you guys on the phone the other day, and you said, "I'll just tell Rachel that I'm doing laundry for a couple of hours." And he said, "Laundry? Is that my new nickname?" And you said, "No! You know what your nickname is, Mr. Big."
Phoebe: Mr. President.
MR. GREENE:Alright, alright, I can get my own coat.
Ross: I see... Thanks very much. (he gets up and walks to the door. On his way out he looks at the photographs Mr Zelner has near his door. He picks one up.) Is this your son?
Mr. Waltham: (entering) Rachel! Could I have a moment?
Mr. Zelner: Just ah (He points again.)
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: 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. Zelner: Yes!
Mr. Zelner: Hi Rachel!
Mr. Zelner: It's really nice to see you again.
Ross: You dont want to believe me, Im Mr. Funny to you. Mr. Funny (turns around and almost spills his coffee on Tommy)