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