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Chandler: Oh I do! Op, no, wait a minute, I took it out of my shirt when I put it on this morning.
Rachel: (all excited) Op, op, car! Car!! (sees its Ross) Ugh!!!
Tour Guide: Op, this is saved. (Joey wonders why) Gift shop.
Phoebe: (in voice, on phone) 'Okay, go ahead.' (in normal voice on phone) Um, hi Annie. (listens) Fantastic! (to Joey) You got it. (on phone) Oh, okay, um, 'Will he work for scale?' you ask me. Well, I don't know about that, (Joey clears his throat to signify yes) except that I do and he will. Great, oh you are such a sweetheart. I would love to have lunch with you, how about we have lunch next....(hangs up phone) Op, went through a tunnel.
Rachel: Op.
Chandler: Well, why don't you send her a musical bug, op, no you already did that. All right look, you're going to have to go there yourself now, okay, make a few surprise visits.
[Scene: Estelle's memorial service. Joey is giving a speech. Next to him is a blown op photograph of Estelle behind her desk and there's a man standing next to him.]
Chandler: Op, y'know what though, its kindve a girlie briefcase.
Richard: Op.
Phoebe: So okay what? Youre gonna be married to a girl who doesnt even know about it?!Op, woman! Sorry.
Rachel: Op, I like credit cards!
Ross: Yeah. (sees the bill) Op! Uh-oh! I think your Dad mustve added wrong. He only tipped like four percent.
Rachel: Op! Wait, you dropped a pea.
Joey: Nope. Op, wait! There he goes.
Chandler: (entering from his room carrying a fire extinguisher and wearing oven mitts) Oh yeah, it's great! See you take a tennis ball, a bowl, and some lighter fluidOp! Op! (He puts out a small fire which has re-ignited in his room.)
Rachel: Op! Youre peeping!
Rachel: Op, ice. I need ice.
Monica: Op, can I just tell you something? Very flattered but umm, Im engaged. (Points to her ring.)
Chandler: You know what, okay, fine. Don't get up, you just sit right there. I just hope, you don't mind, you know, my hand right here. (holds his hand a couple of inches in front of Joey's face) Op, not touching, can't get mad! Not touching can't get mad! Not touching can't get mad! (Joey flings some dip onto Phoebe's dress)
Rachel: Op, but the twelfth brings a lovers spat.
Chandler: Op, op, Im convinced!
Phoebe: Yeah, just, okay, look I'm going. Um, come on. Op, op, behind the pillar, which way am I gonna go?
Monica: All right. (Looking through a box.) Op, here it is! Right underneath the can of-of bug bomb. I wonder if the best place to put something that cooks food is underneath the can of poison?
Phoebe: Op, the ruined quiches are ready.
Chandler: (sees her foot is in a slush puddle) Op, foot in a puddle, foot all in a puddle.
Rachel: Op, look! Claire forgot her glasses! And she's gonna be really needing these to keep an eye on that boyfriend, who, I hear, needs to keep his stapler in his desk drawer, if you know what I'm talking about.
Rachel: (checking her watch) Op! We gotta go! (The girls stand up.)