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Monica: Well there's not much we can do.
Ross: Anyway, suddenly I'm down field, and I realise that I'm the one who's supposed to catch him, right? Only I know there is no way I'm gonna get there in time, so I am running, and running, and that, that is when I woke up. See I, I am so not ready to be a father.
Rachel: Not stupid. The very cute, cute, cute doctors asked us out for tomorrow night, and I said "yes."
(Ross is so startled that he throws his arms up to defend himself. The box takes off, then lands with a squishy thud, its contents oozing out onto the floor. Ross is not pleased.)
Phoebe: (Delighted) oh, oh, oh! This is so great! Oh my god! This was not at all scary. Hi everybody. Hi Betty! Betty, Hi! (Thrilled) You found Betty! Oh my god! (Hugging people) This is great. Everybody I love is in the same room, (still happy) Where's Joey?
Mr. Geller: I'm not freaking out, I'm just saying, if somebody had come to me with the idea andndash;
Monica: It will not be fine. We'll get in trouble.
Monica: I said we are not going to do it, okay? Sometimes you can be such a, a big baby.
Rachel: (Resenting the truth) I am not a baby! You know what? I swear to god, just because you get so uptight every time we...
(Completely undone by Monica's verbal destruction, Rachel almost loses her balance as she staggers backwards, eyes agog, gasping for breath, and literally not knowing which way to turn. Finally, she escapes into the bathroom while a resigned Dr. Mitchell looks philosophically at Dr. Rosen who seems about remind him of the good old days at the pagan altar.)
Ross: Maybe not.
Rachel: Ohhh... (slumping in relief) Okay, you were right. You were right! This was just not worth it.
Ursula: You have not changed!
(Trying not to wrinkle her nose, Phoebe smiles back realising it's down to her to make up for her negligent sister. Meanwhile, Ursula still hasn't received her side salad, but when she attempts to attract the waiter's attention, he ignores her.)
Rachel: (as Monica) Yeah, I know... (mirroring her friend) ..I'm I'm just not that bright either.
[Scene: Central Perk, Joey is playing "She Loves Me, She Loves Me Not" with the petals of a flower, alternately looking hopeful and annoyed. Phoebe enters, but not as herself, for she has changed the style of her hair and make-up to match that of her twin sister. She hangs up her coat, revealing her new cardigan. Nervously, she smooths out the identifying garment, approaching Joey who sits next to the main sofa.]
Phoebe: (as Ursula) Okay, yeah, so it's not gonna work.
(Ross does not approve of Chandler's daft theory.)
(Ross does approve of this, but he's still not sure. The tiny figure stirs.)
Phoebe: That sucks! That's not a trip! I just came from the park! What are we gonna high five about at the stupid Central Park? "Well, it's right by my house, all right!"
Ross: No, no, thats funny. But maybe its time to move on, let it go, yknow? Stop it! Besides, Rachel is going out with Elizabeths father, so ah, hes much older than she is. Looks like Im not the only one interested in fossils, huh?
Chandler: But youre not just a soap actor. You are a soap actor with freakishly tiny feet.
Carl: I'm just sayin', if I see one more picture of Ed Begley, Jr. in that stupid electric car, I'm gonna shoot myself! I mean, don't get me wrong... I'm not against environmental issues per se.... it's just that guy!
Monica: (trying not to laugh) Oh my God.
Ross: Well, I mean its not all bad. Im learning to appreciate the uh, smaller things in life. Like the sound of a bird and the color of the sky.
Rachel: It's not a purse! It's a shoulder bag.
Ross: Not her. Yeah, this is someone else I meet, and I-I cant decide between the two of them. Yknow the one from Poughkeepsie, even though shes a two hour train ride away, is really pretty, really smart, and-and a lot of fun. But this other girl, well, she lives right uptown. Yknow shes, well shes-shes just as pretty, I guess shes smart, shes not fun.
Rachel: Ohh, well I'm not totally back yet, but thank you.
ROSS: OK, fine, well I'm not gonna watch, alright.
Young Ethan: Well it's somewhere in between. You see, in a strictly technical sense, of course, I'm not uh..., well I, I mean I haven't ever uh...
All: No. No, you're not a loser.
Mr. Zelner: Yeah, its not like I dont have a sense of humor, huh? Hell, I even enjoy a naughty limerick now and then. But theres a time and a place, huh?! Unless you uh, have a limerick right now? (They both nod no.) No? Okay, well uh, youve (Grabs the chocolates.) got my fax number. (Exits.)
Chandler: We're not gonna talk about girth are we?
Rachel: Come on Ross give me the keys! Monica does not know what shes talking about! I am an excellent driver!
Phoebe: What? (the guys keep laughing.) What? You guys, what is going on? You not like Robert? (the guys keep laughing.) Why are you laughing?!
Monica: You know, they're not actually supposed to have... (Ross looks at her sheepishly) I'll work on the lumps. Joey, you're going home, right?
Jill: Yknow, thanks for trying to cheer me up, but Im not gonna date some random guy from your work.
Monica: Did not.
Phoebe: Umm, not without you, lover. (She slowly walks over to him and is showcasing her bra.) So, this is my bra.
Monica: Uhh, not much. Uh, work's good.
Phoebe: Let's just say, I'm glad I'm not Chandler.
Monica: Oh, we're not doing that. Okay
Ross: Not so good.
[Scene: Central Perk, Rachel is deciding on whether or not to go to the wedding.]
Monica: What if it's new? I mean, we agreed not to talk again, unless we had something really important to say. Shouldn't I call him back?
Rachel: I did not!
Rachel: Yeah, because I was mad at you, not because I stopped loving you!
Phoebe: Oh whoa-whoa-whoa! Wait a minute, open up your hand; let me take a look. (The lady opens up her hand.) Quarter. Dime. Lint? Not interested in that. (She throws the lint away.) What's this? A Canadian coin? Get outta here! (The lady walks away.)
Chandler: Thats not true! I wanted to wear my bathrobe and eat peanut clusters all day. I wanted to start drinking in the morning. Dont say that I dont have goals!
Manny: Well, you are not doing a very good job!
Rachel: Oh, okay, not so weird.
Chandler: I was not flirting.
Chandler: I was not and oh God, shh!
Phoebe: Why not?
Joey: (smiling) No, smile! Not that face, smile! Everybody smile! (They all smile.)
Phoebe: Ohh! I did not get that.
Joey: Nothing major, it's just that, you know, they're not really good enough for you, and you deserve the best.
Rachel: So. Ross, Ive bugged him about this a million times, hes not gonna change.
CHANDLER: Okay, it's not a guy, all right, I know her.
Monica: Not as each other!
Joey: Yeah. I am sorry he's not here too, but I got to say, (takes some nachos from a plate on the seat where Chandler should have been) I am really enjoying Nacho Chair.
Ross: Yeah. Tell ya what, lets not invite any of the anthropologists, only the dinosaur dudes!
Chandler: Hey, that's not good. Can I get an espresso and a latte over here, please?
Monica: Relax, Ross. She's not made of ice cream!
Rachel: Oh, I know it. Youre right. Thats not sexy. Oh Oh! (Drops a fork on the floor.) Whoops! Oh, I seem to have dropped my fork. Let me just bed over and get it. (Tries too, but cant quite seem to make it.) Oh God!
Rachel: Im not gonna marry Chandler!
Phoebe: Wow! Im-Im so happy for you guys. (To Ross) This is so-so, not stupid.
Phoebe: I just-I just started walking around not knowing what to do next, yknow? I-I started asking people on the street if they wanted massages. Then these policemen, thought I was a whore too. Its been a really bad day, whore wise.
Phoebe: Well, lots of people! Look, are you coming to memorial service or not?
Monica: Relax! It's Phoebe! Not you!
Joey: It's not a cat!
Joey: It's not a cat!
Chandler: It's fine, it's fine. Look, do you wanna get this part, or not? Here.
Ross: Hey, that guy did not hypnotise me! Okay.
CHANDLER: Oh, uh, he's not here right now, uh, I'm Chandler, can I take a message, or, or a fishtank?
Rachel: I know, I know, so it is just not a big deal.
Chandler: Hah. May not wanna mention this. So, you ever wonder which is worse, you know; going through labor or getting kicked in the nuts?
Ross: Monica, whatever you do, do not drop that ball!
Joey: Oh, don't worry, it's not a cat.
Ross: No-no, I got the edge. I know it's not exactly ethical but I sent him a little bribe to
Phoebe: Uh-huh! (They hug.) I'm so happy. (She's not happy.)
Chandler: I'm not a dropper!
Joey: Whoa-whoa you guys, it's not a cat!
Kim: My late husband gave me that lighter. (Rachel laughs.) I'm not kidding.
Phoebe: Excuse me. Excuse me! (Mrs. Bukart stops singing) Thanks. Um, clearly this is a very, very hard time for you. Um, but, um, we provided a service, and we deserve to be paid because you ate that service, and, um, we are not leaving here until we're paid every penny. 'Cause you know what, lady? We're part time caterers, and we have no place else to go.
Ross: What? No! No! I am not gonna hide it from PhoebeOoh, although I did get some great Pottery Barn sheets! (Gets them.)
Chandler: Not fun anymore?
Rachel: What?! What?! My birthday's not for another month!
Joey: Oh umm, not go.
Monica: Well, my breasts are going to get bigger weather you like it or not! And you know what? It's not just my breasts. My ass is going to get bigger too.
Joey: Yeah, and not put us in the middle.
Joey: Come on Treeger, dont say that. You just ahh, you just need more practice. Here, come on, lets ahh, lets try it again. Come on. (they start dancing again) Plus, it was, it was probably mostly my fault, anyway. I mean, yknow, Im not really that comfortable dancing with a(Treeger throws him) We-he!! Hey!
Ross: (entering) Hey! So, uhh, Amanda just-just dropped me off. Yeah, that's one of the things I love about her, she's...uh, she's old enough to drive. (to Monica) So uhh, I guess you're not going to mom and dad's tonight?
Monica: No, of course not. It's not even an issue. Cause I told him I was 22.
Joey: Not if you're gonna be like this!
Rachel: (entering) Joey, what are you doing with the bag? You're audition is not until tomorrow.
Rachel: Oh, yknow, would you just for once, not remember every little thing!! (Storms out.)
Monica: Not even close.
Rachel: Okay, they are. (No they're not.)
Chandler: No, honey youre not sick! Look, I dont love you because youre organized, I love you in spite of that.
Phoebe: Umm, my friend, Bonnie. She just always thought Ross was really cute, and now that you two arent together, she asked if I could set it up, but if youre not cool with it...
Joey: Ah. Yeah. Well look, the thing is its the same day as my nieces christening and I really want my parents to be there in time to see me. Cause my parts just in the beginning Im not even in the rest of the showWedding!
Phoebe: Wow. So, okay, maybe that means that, youre not over Ross yet and you have issues with your father.
Joey: Probably not. Nah. I don't know how much I'm gonna wanna play after you go.
CHANDLER: Joey, a woman just stuck her tounge down my throat, I'm not even listening to you.
Chandler: Well you coulda tried, not kissing him.
Monica: Okay, you can not tell Chandler. Okay? That I ran into Richard.
Mrs. Geller: (rubbing her temples) Thats alot of information to get in in thirty seconds! Alright Joey, if wanna leave, just leave. Rachel, no you werent supposed to put beef in the trifle. It did not taste good. Phoebe, Im sorry, but I think Jacques Cousteau is dead. (Phoebe makes a sad face.) Monica, why you felt you had to hide the fact that you were in an important relationship is beyond me.
Phoebe: Yknow what? Im not talking to you! You go back to sleep! (To the hitchhiker) And you, are you a rapist?!
Chandler: (talking out of the side of his mouth) I'm not mad.
(He closes the door. Rachel's not happy with that and knocks again. He opens the door.)
Joey: What-what are you guys doing here? I thought I told you not to come.
Monica: I knew you were not okay with that.
Monica: No it is not!
Chandler: Oh well, not as lovely as you. I mean, I cant believe that you would have a thirty-year-old daughter! (To Mr. Geller) And you! I cant believe that you would have a tux thats thirty years old! (Puts his hand on Mr. Gellers shoulder.)
Ross: No, its really not that bad. I mean, I-I for one, feel perfectly safe.
Ross: The first batch of margaritas was not so great, but the second batch is gooooood.
Rachel: Uh, yeah, well, see, he Joey knows, that I'm-I'm very insecure about my back and, and you're hugging me, so obviously you are not repulsed by it, yeah!
Ross: I did not freak out.