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Joey: Oh, yeah, good idea.
Ross: (sits down at the table) Oh, eh, just thinking about Emily getting married tomorrow. (Joey panics.)
Monica: Hey! Oh, I'm so glad you're home, I thought tonight we could finally organize these photos!
Monica: Okay, I've broken them down into categories. Okay, we have uh, we got holidays, birthdays, candids, y'know And then what I've done is I've cross-referenced them by subject. Right? So if you're looking up, oh let's say birthdays and dogs, you get Photo 152. See? (Hands her the photo.)
Ross: Oh hey, Gary, want me to grab the berry for ya?
Rachel: Oh. Oh! (Takes a slug of tequila.)
Joey: Oh what? Like your Mr. Cop!
Ross: Sorry! Sorry! Oh, (He sticks it under his shirt) there! (It's just there flashing through his shirt) Hey Gary, who am I? Phone home!
Rachel: Noo! Oh no! No! God no! He should not get back together with her. I know that! You know that! Even Ross knows that! But that still doesnt give us the right to erase his message!
Gary: Oh it's nothing, it just says that you can't sue the city if you scrap your knee or y'know, get your head blown off.
Chandler: (deadpan) Oh, hurry up. I want to sign that.
Monica: Oh yeah right! (She grabs the money and shoves into her pocket.)
Rachel: Oh, maybe that's Emily calling back to leave the exact same message.
Ross: (on the machine) Hey Ross! It's you! I just want you to remember this feeling. You are lucky to be alive! So live everyday to the fullest. Love yourself, okay? Okay. Oh, and also get stamps. Bye! (He hangs up.)
Chandler: (returning) Oh my God! (Storms out.)
Phoebe: Yeah! Sure! Yep! (Gets up) Oh, y'know what? If I heard a shot right now, I'd throw my body on you.
Gary: Oh yeah? Well maybe you and I should take a walk through a bad neighborhood.
Chandler: Oh, I just went for a walk, around the living room. Whatever
Joey: That's what this is about! Oh my God, you hate Ross!
Ross: Y'know, it-it doesn't matter. The important thing is that you're here. You're my friend, and you're here. Oh! (He goes over and hugs her.)
Ross: Oh wait-wait-wait! The message is blinking. Maybe you didn't erase it.
Rachel: Oh?
Ross: (on machine) "Hey Ross, it's you!" (Hits the stop button) Oh yeah, no that's-that's an old message, nobody needs to hear that.
Rachel: Oh no, I really dont want any(He takes the picture)Oh! Thank you. Oh. Oh Ross
Janice: Oh.... my.... God.
Monica: Yknow, I think if I were going to be with a woman. (Chandler is intrigued.) Itd, itd be with someone like Michelle, she was so oh, she was so petite.
Joey: Oh thats too bad. Ive kinda been saving up. (She just looks at him in horror.) Uh, are you sure theres no studies I can participate in?
Ross: (on the phone) Hello? (Listens.) No she cant come to the phone right now. (Listens.) Oh, right no problem. Okay, bye-bye. (Hangs up.)
Julie: Oh, listen you guys. I have this friend at Bloomingdale's who's quitting tomorrow and he wants to abuse his discount. So, anyone want to come with me and take advantage of it?
Phoebe: Oh! All right. Now, let's not do this!
Chandler: Oh my God!
Monica: All right shut up for a second and let me just see something. (She kisses him back on the lips) Oh, wow! (They then hug and kiss, very passionately.)
Monica: Oh, hes catching up to her!
Joey: Oh, well Im uh
Monica: Oh yeah? Well when you learned how to dance did you forget how to put on underpants?
Phoebe: (seeing her dress) Oh God. So-so youre making porn movies.
Ross: Oh my God. I mean
Rachel: (as she's being dragged) What are you? Monica!! Stop it!! Oh my God! Stop it! (Monica drags her totally onto the floor and on her back.)
Phoebe: Oh, I'm going to give him something else besides joy, just (She scowls at him.)
Rachel: Oh! Ross is sooo great!
Phoebe: Oh right, maybe Ill just go home.
Rachel: Oh good.
Rachel: (seeing him) Oh hi!
Phoebe: Oh no! Not that guy! He does look like him though.
Rachel: Oh. We?
Rachel: (chasing after him) Oh, wait! Sorry, Mr. Paul? Mr. Paul?
Ross: Oh God, thank you! (Runs and gives all of them a group hug.) Umm, uh, Mr. Stevens Id like you to meet my friends uh, this is Phoebe, Monica, and Chandler.
Joey: Oh yeah, I added three.
Monica: Oh God, is it 6:30? Buzz him in!
Kathy: (entering) Hey! (sees whats on TV) Oh God, is that Baywatch?
Rachel: Oh its important!
Ross: Oh, yeah I know, I know, it's a lot of boxes, but again I really appreciate you guys letting me stay here.
Chandler: Oh.
CHANDLER: Ohhh [turns as if to hug someone] Oh no, wait a minute, I have no one.
Monica: (sympathetic) Oh. (in a pirates voice) So you made her walk the plank? Aye, matie?
Chandler: Oh my good God.
Joey: Thank you. Cha-ching! (Chandler starts to leave) Oh, well hello Mr. Lincoln. Better luck next time buddy. (Chandler leaves and closes the door) And the drinks are on me!
Ross: Oh, I-I don't know, it's kind of expensive for a studio.
Chandler: Oh Im so sorry man! Is there anything I can do?
Chandler: Oh, ok, 'cause we never do that.
Phoebe: Oh, nobody's judging you. (They all turn and look at Ross.)
All: Oh! Oh! (they all recoil in horror)
Kristen: Oh Id like that.
Phoebe: Oh yeah, like there are police for that!
Monica: Oh thats great!
Joey: Oh man! (Hits Chandler)
Joey: Me?! Oh come on, man! You can't do this! Come on! (Being dragged out by the guard) I'm your hand twin!!
Aurora: (moves Chandler's arm and look at his watch.) Oh my God, I'm late. (She starts to get up.)
Rachel: Oh my God! Youre a 30 year old virgin!
Joey: Oh well, its not on TV yet.
Phoebe: Oh, no, I have the cutest Christmas story!
Chandler: Oh since forever! I used to go all over town listening to bands!
Rachel: Oh Pheebs.
Monica: (to her son) Oh, hey handsome! Oh, I'm gonna love you so much that no woman is ever gonna be good enough for you! (To Chandler, on the verge of tears) Oh, we are so lucky!
Joey: Oh you should, its great.
Mrs. Green: Oh no-no-no-no sweetheart, you stay put. Ill let myself out. Its like Im not here, which I almost wasnt.
Ross: Oh my God! I love this apartment! Isn't it perfect?! I can't believe I never realized how great it is!
Rachel: Oh my God! You look so beautiful!
Monica: Oh, I love museums!
Monica: Oh no!
Monica: Ohh Oh, thats okay I hate when people come back to complement the chef. Like I have nothing better to do! So whats up?
Monica: Oh please, he didnt hear it! He didnt hear it!!
Elizabeth: Oh no-no believe me, Im leaving as soon as possible!
Jill: Oh great! (Goes to get it as the phone rings.)
Monica: Oh, about five minutes. Right now theyre interviewing his opponent. Apparently he trains by going to Iran and pulling the arms off thieves.
Phoebe: Yeah. (BEAT) Oh, I know what we can do. We could set Ross and Rachel up on horrible dates, so that they'll realise how good they are together.
Monica: Oh my God! He just said my name! Did you hear that?
Rachel: Oh, you're not gonna tell the whole story about how your parents got divorced again are you?
Ross: Oh perfect, we were just gonna see if you wanted to go.
Chandler: Oh all right.
Ross: Oh yeah! Wasnt she uh (Does the international sign for big boobies.)
Rachel: Oh my God! It sure didnt look this way when I lived here.
Joanna: Oh God, we just clicked! Yknow how people just click? Like he came by to pick me up, and I opened the door, and it was just like, click! Did he tell you?
Rachel: Oh!
Monica: Oh May 15th.
Paul: Oh, I couldnt eat now.
Joey: Oh, so your weekend was a total bust?
Phoebe: Oh my God! How bad was it?
Phoebe: It's a tarantula! (Joey almost falls down from his drum-stool jumping up) Oh! God! Rachel, look, I'm sorry. What was I thinking giving Joey this big, gross, scary spider in such a poorly constructed cage?
Phoebe: I'll get it, okay. (answers phone) Hi, Monica and Rachel's. (listens) Yeah, just a second, can I ask who's calling. (to Monica) Oh, ew, it's Michelle! Ew! She, she must have that Caller Id thing. You should get that.
Ross: Oh. (Starts to get his money)
Rachel: Oh my God! Oh my God!!
Monica: Oh, we have some
Chandler: Oh, I cant go.
Rachel: Oh, oh, and hey-hey-hey, those little spelling tips will come in handy when youre at home on Saturday nights playing Scrabble with Monica!!
Phoebe: Oh my God Chandler, the one you picked is gone. Its over!
Phoebe: Oh, look at little Leslie stretching in her sleep.
Rachel: Oh yeah surfer?
Mrs. Geller: (less than pleased) Oh yes of course, hello Chandler.
Customer: Oh John! Great!
Paul: Oh, here they are right here. (Picks them up from underneath the corner of the couch.)
Phoebe: Lets see. (Looking at the picture) Oh my God! Oh But no! No! You cant-you cant hire him, because thatits not professional. Umm, this is for me (The picture) yes? Thanks. (Puts it in her pocket.)
Joey: Oh my God!!
ROSS: Oh, mine too. Isn't that neat, scotch neat. Would you excuse me? [walks out in the hallway, Mr. Greene is walking out of Chandler and Joey's apartment] Hey, hey, where you uh, sneakin off to mister?
Phoebe: Oh I do! (She grabs her huge purse and starts rummaging through it and taking out various items in a futile search for the gum.) Oh, yknow what? No. (Pause) Wait a second. (She removes a bag filled with water that has a goldfish swimming in it.) I know its in here somewhere.
Phoebe: Oh I know, I helped pick out the ring.
Mrs. Geller: Oh, thank you Chandler! I just bought it.
Monica: Oh my God! How cute is the on-call doctor?
Rachel: Oh my God, Im so sorry.
>>> Joey's Subconscious So this is going pretty good. dinner was nice, got a lot in common. (Sees a magazine) Victoria's secret huh we even like the same books. (Walks over to a painting on the wall) Oh now there's a scary painting. wait a minute I think I've been scared by that painting before. (Looks around) You know what this whole place look familiar I have definitely been in this apartment I know I've seen this weird plant before (it's a cactus and he touch's it) AWCH! It did that the last time. Oh my god, I've gone out with this girl before yeah we had sex on this couch and then on that chair and no. no we didn't do it hear which is weird because it seems like a perfectly good place.
Chandler: Oh, tell her good luck with that.
Phoebe: Oh yeah, oh and I know, but this isnt what it looks like, cause Rick is my ahh, husband.
Ross: Oh that is quite all right maam. (Elizabeth exits.)