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RACHEL: Yeah, yeah.� Phoebe and I are going to have so much fun.� And thank you for watching the baby, by the way.
(Phoebe and Mike enter.)
PHOEBE: Hi
PHOEBE: (spotting Rachel's dress) Oooh.� Girl's night out indeed.
ROSS: Okay.� (They sit.)� So, um, Phoebe tells me you, ah, you play piano.
ROSS: Um . . . ah . . . you know, I'm divorced.� Um, Phoebe, ah . . . Phoebe said you . . . You've been divorced?
[Scene: A bar.� Rachel and Phoebe are bringing their drinks from the bar to a sofa.]
PHOEBE: Oh God.� Remember the girls' nights we used to have sitting around talking about you and Ross?
PHOEBE: I know.� (sighs)�� So, what's going on with you and Ross?
PHOEBE: Oh my God!� I love things.� What happened?
PHOEBE: Eye-contact?
PHOEBE: I hope you were using protection.
RACHEL: Oh.� (to Phoebe) Should we send them something back?
PHOEBE: Oooh.� Let's do.� Let's send them mashed potatoes.
PHOEBE: So?� What if they do?
PHOEBE: Yeah, but, ah, ah, nothing has to happen.� We're just having fun.� You know, not everything had to go as far as "eye-contact."
[Scene: The bar.� Two men are chatting with Rachel and Phoebe.]
PHOEBE: Yeah. . . I'm sorry.� We weren't really looking for anything to happen with you guys.� I, I have a boyfriend.
KEVIN: All right. It's no big deal. BILL: So, she has a boyfriend. What is your situation? RACHEL: Oh, well, it's complicated. I don't actually have a boyfriend.� But um. . . BILL: Then, can I have your number? RACHEL: (pause) I'm sorry, no. BILL: Okay. (They start to walk away.) RACHEL: Oh sure.� (She pulls a business card from her purse and writes on it.) PHOEBE: (Reading the card.) Oh my God, you're giving your real number. BILL: Okay, thanks. I'll give you a call later tonight. RACHEL: Great. BILL: Bye PHOEBE: Bye. (The guys leave.) Wow. So, that's great. You, Bill, Ross, and Emma are going to be so happy together. What were you thinking?
PHOEBE: What about Ross?� What about your moment?� Don't you want to talk to Ross about it?
PHOEBE: Yeah, I see what you mean.� By the way, nice Ross imitation.
PHOEBE: But, your Rachel wasn't whiny enough.
PHOEBE: (pointing) Better!
PHOEBE: Really?� You're moving on from Ross?
PHOEBE: Well, you kind of just did.� That guy is going to call you tonight.� Ross is going to pick up the phone and that's a pretty clear message.
PHOEBE: (imitating Rachel) "Oh, I have to get my number back.� Oh my God.� He's gone."� (smiles) Dead on.
PHOEBE: (calling from the bar on her cell phone.) Hey, Mike, it's me.� Listen, is um, is Ross near you?
PHOEBE: Well, you have to go back in.
PHOEBE: I'm so sorry honey, but, okay, Rachel gave this guy her number and, um, she doesn't want Ross to answer the phone.� So, you have to intercept all his calls.
PHOEBE: (to Rachel) He says he can't do that.
RACHEL: Oh give me , , ,� (Phoebe gives Rachel the phone.)� Hi, Mike?� Hi.� Listen.� I know this is a lot to ask, but you know what?� If you do this I . . . Phoebe will . . . do anything you want.� Seriously, I'm talking dirty stuff.
PHOEBE: All right. (She takes the phone from Rachel.)� Hello?� Hi.� I'm sorry about her, but she wasn't wrong about the dirty stuff.
MIKE: All right.� I'll do it.� (Phoebe gives the thumbs-up sign to Rachel.)� But really, how much dirtier can it get?
PHOEBE: (knowingly chuckles) Oh, Mike.� Bye.
[Scene: Ross and Rachel's apartment.� Rachel and Phoebe enter.)
MIKE: I'm so glad you're back.� (He hugs Phoebe.)
PHOEBE: Oh.
PHOEBE: (pause) Well, good bye.
PHOEBE: I know.� That was fun.� (She and Mike exit.)
RACHEL: Oh shoot.� I forgot to pay Phoebe for the drinks.� (She exits to the hallway and closes the door behind her.)� Wait, wait.� Sorry.� Did he call?� Did that guy call?
[Tag Scene: Central Perk.� Phoebe and Mike are on the sofa.� Ross enters.]
PHOEBE: Hey.� I'll be right back.� I've got to go to the bathroom.� (She rises and exits.)
(Ross and Mike glance at each other then both suddenly turn to Phoebe who is gone. �They sheepishly exchange glances.)
Phoebe: Yeah. Salt, so your life always has flavor.
Phoebe: Of course we can. Congratulations. (they hug, but Joey shakes his head.) Yay! (she gestures Joey to come and join in) Joey...
PHOEBE: C'mon, happy family gets a dog, frontier fun.
Ross: Uh-huh. (Phoebe grunts.)
Phoebe: Me too! Oh! Did you ever see An Officer and a Gentleman?
Monica: Phoebe, listen. You were with me, and we were shopping all day.
Phoebe: Hi!
Phoebe: My God, Joey!
PHOEBE: (laughing) Oh my God, you look so good!
Gary: (To Phoebe) So you wanna get some dinner?
Phoebe: Oh, they love your casserole.
Phoebe: Okay!
Phoebe: I suppose I could tell her it's just all my fault.
Phoebe: Bye!
PHOEBE: OK, is this really my father?
Phoebe: Dont feel too sorry for me. At least my boyfriend isnt gay.
Rachel: (entering) Hi. (To Phoebe) Hey, hi! So uh, Frank and Alice wanted me to tell you that they're still outside making phone calls.
Phoebe: I'm sorry, Frank. I didn't realise things were so bad. You know, I'll help out more. I can - I can babysit any time you want. You name the day, and I'll be there.
Phoebe: Which you just gave up really quickly.
Phoebe: Well, its just that maternity clothes are so expensive.
Phoebe: Yes. Well, that's neither here nor there.
Phoebe: Lilly's dead. (He looks up in shock.)
Phoebe: See? Vegetarianism benefits everyone.
Phoebe: Oh, I was telling them about you and Emily. Y'know, try to get some sympathy.
Phoebe: (sees a little kid playing with a race car bed) (to kid) Hi. Y'know in England this car would be on the other side of the store. (the kid just stares at her, and she makes the that went right over your head motion) Woo!
Phoebe: I'm fine, thanks.
Phoebe: Nope. (Chandler nods in agreement.)
(Monica leaves and Chandler moves to talk to Phoebe.)
Phoebe: Okay. Bye!
Phoebe: What?! Really?!
Phoebe: I can't believe this!
Phoebe: So, what movie should we see?
Monica: Relax! It's Phoebe! Not you!
Phoebe: Okay, so we got some more good rejections, lots of stuff to work on.
Phoebe: All right y'know what, nevermind! Everyone wants to have a green one! Im sorry, Im sorry, I didnt mean to get so emotional, I guess its just the holidays, its hard.
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!"
Monica: You know everything!! Oh wait, double or nothing. I bet you the baby is over seven pounds. (Phoebe isnt interested.) I bet you it has hair. (Shes still not interested.) I bet you its a girl.
Phoebe: Oh no, none of them are the father. The father is my brother.
Phoebe: Ooh, it's not a toy.
Ross: Oh please! (He sits down.) (To Phoebe) Youre gonna say things now, arent ya?
Phoebe: Oh, I don't know. I mean it was fun one time.
Phoebe: What?!
Phoebe: Yeah?
Phoebe: Uh-hmm.
Phoebe: Hmm, did you talk to Gary about the moving in thing?
Phoebe: Yeah?
Gary: Phoebe?
Phoebe: Uh-huh! (They hug.) I'm so happy. (She's not happy.)
Phoebe: Which is why my answer is yes!
Monica: This is Monica! I'm Phoebe's friend. Listen, Phoebe is back with David and he's going to propose to her, and she is going to say "yes" but I know she really wants to be with you!
Ross: Yeah. (He does so and Phoebe hugs him.)
Phoebe: Yep. Put more gas in.
Phoebe: Well, you're not more excited than I am! No way! I'm the most excited!
Phoebe and Gary: (entering) Hey!
(Phoebe closes the door behind him.)
Phoebe: Yeah.
Phoebe: Oh! Okay, that actually makes more sense. So how was it?
Phoebe: No, nothing.
Phoebe: Uh-huh!
Phoebe: Umm, yeah! Today's.
Gary: Phoebe
Phoebe: Yeah?
Jason: Y'know Phoebe, Im gonna make this real easy for you. (walks out)
Phoebe: That's so sweet.
Phoebe: Okay. Okay! Well okay, who do we know thats coming? Me. Are you?
Phoebe: Living with you would make me happy.
Gary: Phoebe, you don't have to say that.
Monica: They're all in there! Even these five that I hid in my bra (takes some tickets out of her bra and gives them to Phoebe)...
[Scene: Central Perk, everyone except Phoebe is there. Bonnie is telling them of her sex-capades.]
(Luisa nods, but then Monica and Phoebe run in)
Phoebe: Yeah, okay, listen, umm, Mom, I hope you know you still mean a lot to me. And youre welcome to come back anytime.
Phoebe: Wow. So then did you make it with beef or Eggplant?
Phoebe: (entering) Oh good, you're all up.
Rachel: Phoebe, are you okay?
Phoebe: Oh yeah, that's over.
Phoebe: Yeah!
Phoebe: Well, I'm kinda on a clock here.
Phoebe: (smiling) Maybe your scene's coming up?
Phoebe: Bye!
Phoebe: You wanna be on my list too? Keep talking! Has anyone seem my list by the way?
Phoebe: Yeah, but Jason's really sensitive.
Phoebe: Look, he gave me his night vision goggles and everything.
Phoebe: Oh, Greg and Jenny yuck! (Angrily) Hi Greg, Im Chandler this is Monica. Hi Monica, this is Jenny. Hi Jenny. Hi Greg.
Phoebe: Monica, I really appreciate you checking in on me, but I'm actually feeling a lot better. Yeah, I just kinda want to be alone right now.
Phoebe: Hi! Oh, Alice, hi! Thanks. Im so glad you could come, cause Ive got a real umm, Home Ec emergency. (Points to the table cloth, which has a huge mustard stain on it.)
(Suddenly, Phoebes boss, Mrs. Potter, and a client, Mr. Simon, enters.)
Phoebe: Maybe, because you told him not to.
Phoebe: Yeah, I've been around.
Monica: Go! I have it in my book. Go! (Rachel leaves and Monica calls Mrs. Green.) (To Phoebe) Wait a minute! If youre in charge of the invitations why am I the one who has to call herHello Mrs. Green! Hi, its Monica Geller.
[Scene, Central Perk, everyone except Phoebe and Rachel is there.]
Phoebe: Oh hey Joey! What's up?
Phoebe: Oh wait, I change my mind! (She slams the door on them.) Okay, let's talk about the party! I have so many ideas! (Holds up a cocktail napkin.)
Joey: Hang up, hang up. (reaches with his good arm, but Phoebe grabs it and he tries to reach the phone with his other arm but can't because of the sling.)
Phoebe: Who would you rather sleep with Monica or Rachel?
Phoebe: Um-hmm. Oh wait! This is Bonnie. (who has hair by the way)
Phoebe: We did! We violated Section 12 Paragraph 7 of the criminal code!
Phoebe: Yes. Once. Yeah, a little. He kinda did it to himself. It's not really a good story.
Phoebe: It's fun, God I love how sexy I am. (Coughs really loudly.)
Phoebe: Oh, I believe it. I think the baby can totally hear everything. I can show you. Look, this will seem a little weird, but you put your head inside this turkey, and then we'll all talk, and you'll hear everything we say.
Phoebe: Right. (She turns and opens her eyes in shock.)