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