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CHAN: OK, look, that is one guy's opinion, alright. Phoebs, read yours.
CHAN: No, no, Phoebs. You know why? Cause he's dead.
CHAN: [to Phoebe] Listen, Phoebs, this is gonna be OK. [introducing Russ and Ross] Ross, Russ. Russ, Ross.
RACH: No, Phoebs. I'm dating Russ.
Ross: Phoebs, It's open! It's open!
Ross: No. No, uh, Phoebs? You can'tyou can't do...
Ross: So, Phoebs owes $7.50, Monica, you owe $10, and Rachel, you owe fifteen big ones.
RACHEL: Hey Phoebs, whatcha got there?
ALL: Sorry Phoebs.
JOEY: Phoebs, what's goin' on?
GANG: Phoebs. [Phoebe leaves]
CHANDLER: OK, Phoebs, your turn.
JOEY: Gotcha. Phoebs, walk with me.
RACH: Hey Phoebs, how'd it go with Scott last night?
DUNCAN: Um, now. Phoebs.
JOEY: Phoebs, that's OK. You took a big step today.
RICHARD: Hey Phoebs, what's happening?
ROSS: Hey, Phoebs, how'd it go.
RACHEL: Great set tonight Phoebs.
RACHEL: OK, Phoebs. But what about you?
CHANDLER: Hey Phoebs, can I have the milk after you?
RICHARD: Oh, thank you Phoebs. That's very sweet.
ROSS: Yeah but Phoebs, what about the end?
RACHEL: Hey Phoebs. Oh hey, how's the dog?
CHANDLER: Nah, Phoebs, that's the guy that comes in the frame.
JOEY: Good luck Phoebs.
JOEY: Hey Phoebs, if you want, I'll do it.
JOEY: Phoebs look, if you want to know what the deal is, you're just gonna have to ask him.
ROSS: No no, you're uh, you're my lobster. See um, lobsters, uhh, in the tank when, when they're old, uhh, they get with, uhh, they walk around holding the claws. In the tank, ya know, with, with the holding and. . . Uhh, Phoebs you wanna help me out with the, the whole lobster thing?
CHANDLER: Ya know Phoebs, don't feel so bad for 'em. After they're done playing, I break out the little plastic women and everybody has a pretty good time.
JOEY: All right Phoebs, way to go.
JOEY: Uh, listen Phoebs, I know you're not goin' in there but do you think it'd be alright if I went in and used his bathroom? Oh, that's fine, never mind. Cool, snow, kinda like a blank canvas.
JOEY: Phoebs, check it out, check it out, check it out, check it out.
JOEY: This is unbelievable Phoebs, how can you be married?
MONICA: Really Phoebs? Because, you know, you'd have to be an actual waitress. This can't be like your 'I can be a bear cub' thing.
CHANDLER: Phoebs, let me ask you something, were, were these, uh, funny brownies?
CHANDLER: Phoebs, play with meeee.
Chandler: OK Phoebs, how many do you want?
Monica: Hey, Phoebs
JOEY: Hey Phoebs.
JOEY: Phoebs, he's just a little dog. [turns back to the car window and the dog is halfway through it.] Ahhh.
Chandler: Well, you know Phoebs. I don't know if it's your kinda thing, because it involves a lot of being normal. For a large portion of the day.