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Phoebe: Oh come on, they can be in the same room.
Phoebe: Whoa!! He is soo unreasonable! God, although I think I understand what he means. Oh my God, this is like 60 Minutes, okay, when, when, at first youre really mad at that pharmaceutical company for making the drug and then y'know you just feel bad for the people because they needed to make their hair grow.
Joey: Oh, I had the opposite dream.
Monica: Oh Rachel, I know the best coffee house and its sooo close.
Phoebe: (turning around and picking a cup off of a table) Oh, hey, look, I found coffee! (handing her the cup) Okay, lets skedaddle.
Rachel: Oh. (smiles) Heres your moisturiser. Hi!
Rachel: Oh, well okay. Well, there you go.
Rachel: Oh, its okay. (starts to leave)
Joey: Oh yeah.
Chandler: (jumps back and points at the cigarette) Oh my God!
Chandler: Oh thats great, with my luck, thats gonna be him.
Ross: Oh hey, hey, huh, how about this weekend we have a laser disc marathon okay, and maybe a tournament on my new dart board? Huh, huh, what do you think? (in an Irish accent) Two days of darts, itll be great!
All: Oh!
Chandler: Oh, come on, theres a rest stop right up there! Come on, I really have to goooooooooo.
Joey: Oh, now I have to go!!
Chandler: Oh, no-no-no-no-no-no!!
Chandler: Oh I do! Op, no, wait a minute, I took it out of my shirt when I put it on this morning.
Joey: Look, I just need a wire something to jimmy it. Oh hey, one of you guys give me the underwire from your bra!
All: Oh, yeahhhhh!!!
Phoebe: Okay. (The car moves a few feet and sputters to a stop.) Oh, no!
Ross: Well, oh just ah, I was just wondering, when you and I split up, did you get the tape that was half the last episode of M*A*S*H and half the hostages coming home?
Ross: Oh! I thought you guys got married in uh, January?
Ross: Ah! (realises) Oh.
Carol: Oh God, Ross I am so sorry.
Ross: Oh yeah, Id love that.
Carol: Oh, great! Me too.
Phoebe: Oh good, oh Joey and Chandler are back.
Joey: Oh yeah, Smokey Joe here got half way to the highway and collapsed.
Ross: Oh, now you want a favour?
Ross: Well, oh, Im sorry your car broke down Pheebs, but Im a little too busy with some of my real friends right now, but please call to let me know you got home safely okay?
Ross: Oh, you-youre-youre one to talk.
Phoebe: Oh, its Ross on one of his drives!
Chandler: Oh no, now its not gonna make any sense!
Chandler: Oh, this is horrible, its just horrible.
Ross: (sarcastic) Oh please, cant I come to your special, magical cabin?
Rachel: Oh, Im sorry, were you speaking to me or sleeping with someone else?
Joey: Oh what, wait, wait a second, I mean, what are we doing? Whos going with who?
Ross: Oh, great! Listen, oh I had to get you a whole new battery. I got you the best one I could, cause thats not where you want to skimp.
Monica: Oh, when you get over this breakup we need to go shopping.
Phoebe: Oh, how does it work?
Phoebe: Ooh, babies! Oh, this one is so cute, get this one!
Joey: Oh. Oh, thanks.
Rachel: Oh, you bet.
Frank Jr.: Sometimes I think that.. Oh, no, no, no, I can't say it, it's too horrible. No.
Colleen: Oh, please, we're happy to help.
Monica: Oh my god!
Joey: Oh... yeah... Probably you don't even remember my name. It's Joey, by the way. And don't bother telling me yours, because I totally remember it... lady. Yeah! I waited weeks for you to call me.
Charlie: Oh, you know what? This is nothing. My father is a raging alcoholic.
Joey: Oh my God! (they all hug) Oh! Hey, can I have an aquarium? And a sex swing?
Ross: Oh, (door is locked) holy molly are we in a pickle now.
Rachel: Oh my god, are we supposed to answer?
Monica: Oh my God, it was the best funeral ever! I mean, everyone loved the food, and guess what? I even got another funeral for tomorrowthe dead-guy-from-today's best friend. I mean, it is like I am the official caterer for that accident!
Ross: Oh, come here sweetie, listen, youre gonna go on like a thousand interviews before you get a job. (she glares at him) Thats not how that was supposed to come out.
Phoebe: Oh, you won't believe who moved back to town.
Rachel: Oh, I probably shouldntso I will! (Joey starts making her refill and Rachel notices that rain thing Joey has.) Oh! Wow! Its like its raining!
Rachel: Oh, wait before you guys go, can I just ask you a question?
Joey: Its not what you said. Its the way you said it Oh My God, Im a woman!!!
Rachel: Oh!
Phoebe: Oh, look, twins. Hi, guys. Oh, cute, cute.
Joey: Oh! Hey! Thank God you guys are here!
Rachel: (laughing) oooh! Oh oh!
Chandler: Oh, I hate that. I once had a thing of half and half, stole my car.
Joey: Oh, let me get this. (He takes out his wallet, but the panties come with it. The woman and waitress are shocked.) (Realizing) (To the woman) These are for you.
Monica: Oh good God! If you want a baby so bad just go steal it!
Monica: Oh My God!
Joey: Oh! yeah!
Phoebe: (Also gets up and starts taking her purse) Oh my God. Was Mike with him?
Rachel: What? Oh my God! I'm so sorry. Joey? Are you ok?
Ross: OH! SON OF A BITCH!
Ross: Yeah, y'know the ah, the girlfriend I told you about last night? (Hes frantically throwing the cushions off of the couch looking for her other shoe) Well it turns out she ah, she wants to get back together with me. Oh, I found it!!
Monica: Okay. Lets hurryOh wait! Do we have a condom? (He looks at her.) Oh right! (Laughs and they resume making out when a nurse catches them in the act.)
Rachel: Oh no, it's still nap time. But she'll be up soon.
Joey: Oh, yeah! How was I supposed to know?
Rachel: Oh, she's still napping
Chandler: Oh, sure, she was probably up all night, excited about the party she knows is happening.
Phoebe: Oh!
Ross: Oh, great!
Rachel: Oh! Emma might like what?
Rachel: Oh, ok, which one?
Rachel: Oh, Phoebe, I’m sorry! Phoebe has prepared something as well.
Rachel: Oh, well, (looks at her box and chair) you're not catching me on my best day.
Joey: (says hi to his grandma) Look! Oh! (Pointing out the window.) Is that the Pope?! (Chandler and his grandma turn to look and Joey slips a tape into the VCR.)
Rachel: Oh! See just Im right back where I started! Aww, this sucks! Being alone, sucks! (She sits down heavily in one of the new chairs)
Rachel: Oh no. I mean it. After what just happened, I�m never leaving her again.
Phoebe (sees the cake): oh! Now it’s a party!
Zack: Oh! I'm gonna go wash up first. (Chandler points him the bathroom) Thanks!
Rachel: Oh! Believe you me! I am going to bring this cake back, I don't even want it in my home... (Turns towards the cake and sees Joey trying to take a piece and yells at him) Joey, don't touch it!!
Chandler: Oh yes, sir! Put me out of my misery. Are you sure you never played pro? (Does his work laugh.) (To Monica) Please let them win!
Rachel: Aw, its unbelievable! Wow! She is kicking so much! Oh, shes like umm oh whos that kind of annoying girl soccer player?
Joey: Oh! I forgot you used to live here!
Phoebe: Oh before I forget, are you coming to Mike's piano bar tonight?
Monica: Oh, my fiancee wants the Swing Kings.
Ross: Oh wow! I mean, wow! I mean, I-I-I think shes cute but I-I would never have thought of going out with her, never!
Phoebe: Good! Oh yay! Let's get down to business! Emma needs some makeup!
Joey: (bewildered) Oh! Oh, well! At least we're both having fun!
Rachel: Yep. Oh, yeah, look you great. (She puts her arm in his and checks how they would look as a couple.) Oh yeah. Yeah, this looks great. (Pause) Umm, so you like it?
Guy: Oh, its you. I see you everywhere. Im Jim, Jim Nelson.
Phoebe: Oh, Ross, Mon, is it okay if I bring someone to your parents anniversary party?
Phoebe: Oh good, I didn't miss the party.
Rachel: Oh! Emma, that's right! You're that many!
Rachel: Oh yeah, nothing! These are happy tears! This is just what I wanted.
Ross: (surprised) Oh... (he pauses) (sounds disappointed) Ohh... I'd love to but I really have to grade these papers.
Rachel: Oh, I have to pee. If I dont come out in five minutes its because Ive choked to death on the potpourri stink. (Goes into the bathroom.)
Ross: (to Joey) Oh my God!
Rachel: Thank you doctor. (Dr. Long exits.) (To Joey) Oh thank you for being so nice and calm.
Rachel: What? Oh my God! To who?
Ross: Oh nice tan!
Rachel: Oh, I know, isn't she?
Amy: Oh! Um... Well... I'm getting married.
Phoebe: Oh, yeah. Could be Rachel asking if someone could baby-sit again.
Phoebe: Oh, it’s the worst way to propose!
Monica: Oh, I'm so glad you guys like it. Yay! All right I gotta go to work. (tries to take the poem)
Rachel: Oh, good for you!
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.)
Amy: Oh, sweety, you can’t pull this off.
Rachel: Oh, that is so tacky.
Monica: Oh my God, Mike was gonna propose?
Rachel: (Takes the phone) Oh! That's interesting, since she died seven years ago!!
Amy: (very excited) Oh! Great! So how much does it pay? (Ross just gives up and leaves)
Monica: Ohhh! What are you doing to me?! Oh look, I-I Im sorry but umm, this-this-this-this is not going to happen.
Rachel: Yeah I dont think dressing provocatively is going to help me here! Oh my god just please take her.
Tag: Oh yeah! We went to the Knicks game.
Rachel: Oh, they're real!
Phoebe: Oh, god. So adorable. Look at them sleeping there like angels.
Rachel: Oh yeah? Since when?
Rachel: (embarrassed) Oh, I can give you that.
Phoebe: Oh my God!
All: OH!
Phoebe: Thank you! (to Rachel) Oh, and I have something for you!
Rachel: Oh!
Phoebe: Oh, my first love!
Phoebe: (proud of herself) Oh yes, they are.
Chandler: Oh... I don't know, I really don't think you're right for the part.
PHOE: Your boobs are fine. Look, I never should have said anything. Come here. Come here. [hugs Chandler but holds her hands apart behind his back] Oh, can't make.... hands... meet....
Rachel: Did I say I was done guessing? Okay, thank you for that. Oh wow! Whats this?
Dana: Im sorry Chandler, yknow you are such a sweet guy and I, I dont want to hurt you. Oh, I wish there was something I can do to make you feel better.
Ross: Oh hi! Hello! Uh, have you come to ask me some more paleontology related questions? Uhm... your grandmother's nickname, perhaps? (Now yelling) Aunt Margaret's pants size?
Monica: Oh, right.