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ROSS: [childishly] OK. OK, this is a picture frame from Ben to my parents, huh.
PHOEBE: [showing her pictures] OK, look, see, this is him. My mother gave me this picture before she died, same guy.
PHOEBE: It's not a blue screen... it's just, maybe it was just really clear that day. OK, I have to talk to my grandmother. [turns to leave]
PHOEBE: OK, is this really my father?
PHOEBE: OK, I smell smoke. Maybe that's 'cause someone's pants are on fire.
PHOEBE: Alright, so, what, he's not a famous tree surgeon? And then, I guess, OK, he doesn't live in a hut in Burma where there's no phones?
PHOEBE: OK, that makes no sense. Why would the villagers worship a pharmacist?
MONICA: I hope she's OK.
ROSS: Hey, Rach, you know what? I think, I think I know what'll make you feel better. How 'bout you make a list about me. RACHEL: Wha... forget it Ross, no, I am not gonna stand here and make a list of. . . ROSS: C'mon Rachel. RACHEL: OK, you're whiney, you are, you're obsessive, you are insecure, you're, you're gutless, you know, you don't ever, you don't just sort of seize the day, you know. You like me for what, a year, you didn't do anything about it. And, uh, oh, you wear too much of that gel in your hair. ROSS: See there, you uhh, alright, ya, you did what I said. RACHEL: Yeah, and you know what? You're right, I do feel better, thank you Ross. [she walks off and Ross puts his hand to his hair] [Scene: Back at Phoebe's. She is on the phone] PHOEBE: Yeah, um, in Albany, can I have the number of Frank Buffay. . . OK, um, in Ithica. . . alright, um, Saratoga. . . Oneonta. Alright, you know what, you shouldn't call youself information. [hangs up] [Phoebe's grandmother enters] GRANDMOTHER: Hey. PHOEBE: Hello grandma, if that is in fact your real name. GRANDMOTHER: C'mon now Phoe, don't still be mad at me. How's it going? PHOEBE: Well, not so good. Upstate's pretty big, he's pretty small, you do the math. GRANDMOTHER: Well, I think you're better off without him. Oh honey, I know he's your daddy but, but to me he's still the irresponsible creep who knocked up your mom and stole her Gremlin. PHOEBE: No I just, just wanted to know who he was, ya know. GRANDMOTHER: I know. OK, I wasn't completely honest with you when I told you that, uh, I didn't know exactly where he lived. PHOEBE: Whattaya mean? GRANDMOTHER: He lives at 74 Laurel Drive in Middletown. If you hit the Dairy Queen, you've gone too far. You can take my cab. PHOEBE: Wow. Thank you. GRANDMOTHER: Now, remember, nobody else drives that cab. PHOEBE: Uh-huh, got it. Ooh, I'm gonna see my dad. Wish me luck, Grandpa! [blows a kiss to a picture of Einstein]
PHOEBE: OK, let's go.
CHANDLER: OK.
CHANDLER: OK. [reads paper] Brake left, gas right?
ROSS: Fine, OK! Heat, heat, heat, and I'm the obsessive one. [goes to the radiator and starts turning the knob] OK, this way is on, so this is. . . [breaks off the knob] off.
ROSS: OK, tip the man.
PHOEBE: OK, here I go. I'm goin' in.
PHOEBE: OK, here I go. . . here I go. . . I'm goin'. [she just sits in the cab]
ROSS: Monica, Monica, your guest are turning into jerky, OK.
PHOEBE: OK.
JOEY: Phoebs, that's OK. You took a big step today.
CHANDLER: Oh, that's OK, we'll figure something out.
ROSS: Are you OK?
PHOEBE: Yeah, yeah, no it's OK 'cause, I mean, I know he's there, so, that's enough for now.
CHANDLER: OK, Phoebs, your turn.
Phoebe: Ok, that'll be great!
Monica: Ok.
Monica: (long pause) Ok.
Rachel: Hi! Ok, you're ready to go pick up Phoebe and go shopping?
Chandler: (sitting down on the couch) Ok.
Ross: Ok, I'll be home right after work. Ok, by Emma-Wemma-Demma, I love you - wovyou dovyou ...
Phoebe: Ok!
Chandler: Ok!
Rachel: Ok, great!
Rachel: Ok well, I heard that! Which means that she heard it too!
Joey: Ok whoah-hey... Let me just stop you right there, ok? First, you lied, right? Then, you lied about lying, ok? Then you lied about lying about lying, ok? So before you lie about lying about lying about lying about... lying... (loses count and begins to count the number of 'lyings' in the air but gives up.) (yelling) Stop lying!
Phoebe: You got it! Ok. But not on the wine that you made, ok, because I just don't want to go back to the Emergency Room.
Phoebe: Ok. (they walk away together)
Chandler: Ok.
Monica: I think I feel ok about it. Actually I think I feel really good about it.
Ross: Ok, we gotta go, yeah? So, we'll see you guys tomorrow.
Rachel: Ok! (whispering) Joey is having a secret Days Of Our Lives party up on the roof and he sent you guys to the play to get rid of you!
Charlie: So you'll be ok?
CHAN: Ok, let's do Julie. What's wrong with her?
Monica: Ok!
Ross: Ok, odd thing to get excited about!
Rachel: Oh! (pause) Ok. Ok, you really wanna know who it is?
Rachel: Ok. See you, bye.
Ross and Rachel: Ok, good night!
Phoebe: Sure, ok, yeah.
Rachel: Dont worry, were just gonna search here for an hour, them were gonna go over to Joeys and search, OK?
Rachel: Ok actually Mon, Matthew was just giving me his phone number.
David: Ok, I'm gonna take off.
Ross: (skating over, embarrassed) Ok!... Uh... excuse me? Yeah?
Monica: (smiling) OK!
Chandler: (interrupting her) OK!
Rachel: (worried) What, is everything ok?
Monica:: Hey Rach its me ok I just got the Chandler's room and I caught him molesting himself.
Rachel: Ok!
Rachel: Ok, I...
Phoebe: (to Mike) Ok Mike, better come back Mike, better come back.
Ross: (holding her hand) Hey, you ok?
Mike: Ok, so it's a tie again, 41 to 41.
Chandler: You ok?
Mike: Ok!
Mike: Oh, that's ok. I don't care which of them I beat.
CHANDLER: Ok, you can have it. [He licks it and offers it to her.]
Monica: Ok, how about this: We got wind up toys for Emma for her birthday. We can make them race, and whoever comes in last, stays!
Joey: (pause) It's OK!
Ross: (annoyed) Ok!
Rachel: Ok, so sorry.
Joey: Ok.
Joey: (looking puzzled and nodding) Ok!
Phoebe: Ok, don’t hold thy breath!
Joey: Ok, yeah, got it.
Rachel: Ok well, well I'm really, I'm sorry about that Joey, but do you think that maybe on some level, you don't want to take off my bra?
Rachel: All right, all right, you're right, I won't do anything with Joey, I just thought that we (Joey enters the hall) Ok so that would be two cups of tarragon, one pound of baking soda and one red onion? (Joey enters his apartment)
Rachel: Ok, careful, ok. (Emma giggles) Oh, she’s smiling! Oh my God, she does like it!
Joey: Ok, you're scaring me a little bit.
Rachel: What? Oh my God! I'm so sorry. Joey? Are you ok?
CHAN: All right, Pheebs, back me up here, ok? You believe in that karma crap, don't you?
CHANDLER: Ok, while Ross is on the phone, everybody owes me 62 bucks for his birthday.
Rachel: Aww. Well, ok, well that's very nice. And you wrote a card (opens the card). "From Gavin"
DR. BURKE: Yeah, that's my job. Alright, look up. . . look down, now open your eyes, now look down. That's right, look into the light. Now look at me. . . OK. Your eyes look good. Those are good eyes.
RACHEL: Terry is a jerk, ok? That's why we're always saying "Terry's a jerk!" That's where that came from.
Rachel: Oh, ok, which one?
Ross: Ok. (browsing the apartment) Wow, you guys sure have a lot of books about bein' a lesbian.
Ross (stops recording): Ok, cut! Great. That was... that was just... yeah!
Ross: Joey! You're in charge, ok? You make sure nobody leaves! (leaves)
Joey: Ok! (Opens the door for them)
Chandler: Ok, on your mark... Get set... GO!!!
Chandler: Ok, how about this (picks up the remote control)?
Rachel: Ok.
Rachel: Ok, let’s keep talking.
Phoebe: Ok, ok, so how should I do it?
Phoebe: Yeah, that does make sense. Ok, now, would... would you two (points to Ross and Chandler) like that?
Phoebe: Ok, ok, you start preparing the formula and I start changing the box and then we gotta put them straight to bed.
Rachel: Ok, ok, that's fine. Fine. Hey, I'm sorry about that spill before. (picks up the tip he leaves) Only $98.50 to go.
CHAN: OK, what is it about me? Do I not look fun enough? Is there something. . . repellant. . . about me?
MONICA: That's good, have a seat. Um, the doctor says it's gotta be a needle. You're just gonna have to be brave, ok? Can you do that for me?
Ross: Ok, now, is there anything I can do to... you know, butter him up? Anything he really likes?
Ross: I'm ok.
Rachel: Ok, good-bye you guys. Thanks for everything. (she starts to leave, and hits everyone with her skis) Oh, sorry! Oh, sorry!
JOEY: Listen, uh, I don't know when I'm gonna see you again. CHANDLER: Well, I'm guessing uh, tonight at the coffee house. JOEY: Right, yeah. OK. Um, take care. CHANDLER: Yeah. [Joey walks out and after a few seconds comes back in and gives Chandler a big hug. He then leaves for good and Chandler is left alone in his apartment.] CLOSING CREDITS
Ross: Oh, that's OK. I'm sure there are tons of other beautiful paleontologists out there.
Monica: Ok.
Chandler: Ok, ok, here we go.
Chandler: Ok!
Monica:: Ok (sits down next to him) This is how much I love you. (She presses play then puts her arm around Chandler's neck.)
Rachel: Ok, careful.
Rachel: Ok.
Ross: Ok.
Rachel: Ok.
Joey: Ok, ladies and gentlemen, wind your toys! (they do so)
Joey: Ok, ok! (He leaves)
Rachel: whoo... ok... wow... ok... OH!
Chandler: Oh, that's really ok.
Ross: (nervously) Ok...
Rachel: Ok... I got a spider. There were two, I picked the bigger one.
Rachel: (more confident) Ok...
Monica: Ok, let's see... uhm, okay, the turkey is in the oven, the stuffing is ready...
Phoebe: And... moment's over! (Rachel, Joey and Chandler all turn and look disapprovingly towards Monica but she just shrugs it off) So, ok, uh, I can forget that. I can forget that and uhm... (she's flipping cards skipping half of them) Oh this is funny! Oh, but you need to know that to... that, to... Oh, ok, well, uhm, I (Monica is miming CUT). Ok, ok, I, ok, I.... MONICA I CAN'T DO IT LIKE THIS! THIS IS MY WEDDING! OKAY, I DON'T WANT THIS (she mimes Monica's when she was twirling her hands) OR THIS (she taps her watch) OR THIS (she mimes CUT) OK? I JUST WANTED A SIMPLE WEDDING! WHERE MY FIANCEE CAN GO TO THE BATHROOM ANYTIME HE WANTS! (pause) You know what? You're done.
Chandler: (exhausted) Ok, look! Enough is enough!
CHAN: [squirming] All right, let's get some perspective here, ok? These things, they happen for a reason.
Joey: Ok, let me stop you right there. The Mets suck, ok? You wanna see the Yankees.