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JOEY: Gotcha. Phoebs, walk with me.
CHANDLER: Hey Phoebs, can I have the milk after you?
CHANDLER: Phoebs, let me ask you something, were, were these, uh, funny brownies?
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.
JOEY: Hey Phoebs.
Monica: Hey, Phoebs
Chandler: OK Phoebs, how many do you want?
JOEY: Phoebs, what's goin' on?
CHANDLER: Phoebs, play with meeee.
Ross: No. No, uh, Phoebs? You can'tyou can't do...
ALL: Sorry Phoebs.
Ross: So, Phoebs owes $7.50, Monica, you owe $10, and Rachel, you owe fifteen big ones.
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.
Ross: Phoebs, It's open! It's open!
RACHEL: Hey Phoebs, whatcha got there?
GANG: Phoebs. [Phoebe leaves]
CHANDLER: OK, Phoebs, your turn.
RACH: Hey Phoebs, how'd it go with Scott last night?
CHAN: OK, look, that is one guy's opinion, alright. Phoebs, read yours.
RICHARD: Hey Phoebs, what's happening?
JOEY: Phoebs, that's OK. You took a big step today.
RACHEL: OK, Phoebs. But what about you?
ROSS: Hey, Phoebs, how'd it go.
DUNCAN: Um, now. Phoebs.
RACHEL: Great set tonight Phoebs.
ROSS: Yeah but Phoebs, what about the end?
RICHARD: Oh, thank you Phoebs. That's very sweet.
JOEY: Good luck Phoebs.
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.
RACHEL: Hey Phoebs. Oh hey, how's the dog?
CHANDLER: Nah, Phoebs, that's the guy that comes in the frame.
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?
JOEY: Hey Phoebs, if you want, I'll do it.
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: Phoebs, check it out, check it out, check it out, check it out.
CHAN: No, no, Phoebs. You know why? Cause he's dead.
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.