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Chandler: Because... that way... we can pick up where we left off.
(They pick up the couch and after throwing off the last pillow; Rachel helps out on Chandler's end.)
Ross: Listen, listen. Whoever you pick is gonna walk down the aisle with you! Now, I promise I won't say a word, but if you pick Chandler he's gonna be whispering stupid jokes in your ear the whole time!
[Scene: Chandler, Joey, and Ross's; Joey returns carrying a bucket of chicken, and starts going through the mail. While doing this, Monica's picture falls out. He bends over to pick it up and gasps. While he's staring at the picture, Rachel decides to come over and sees him looking at the picture.]
Ross: Well, Im, uh, going to pick up Mona. What have you got going tonight?
Monica: (to Joey) I'll pick you up at eleven. So glad you're coming.
Ross: Look sweetie, I could be the bigger man, I could be the biggest man, I could be a big, huge, giant man, and it still wouldnt make any difference, except that I could pick your Father up and say Like me! Like me tiny doctor!
Joey: Okay, pick a card, any card. (Monica picks one) All right, now memorize it. Show to everybody. Got it?
Monica: (laughs sarcastically) Rachel is not going to pick your stupid guy.
Woman: Great! (Calls down the hall) Dad! (Her old father walks in.) Thank you so much, Ill be back to pick him up in an hour. (She walks away.)
(The guys pick up Elizabeth and carry her onto the plane as she waves bye.)
Chandler: Hey, by any chance did either of pick uh Rachel for your secret Santa, cause I wanna trade for her.
Ross: (on machine) "Hi Rach, are you there? It's me, pick up. Rachel. Rach!"
Phoebe: Hey, I never got to hear who you guys would pick to be your girlfriend.
Ross: No, Mike, no, no. You wanna pick me, I mean... watch! (he mimics the groommens way of walking down the aisle with a bridesmaid) Huh?
Rachel: (Disgustedly she goes and tries to pick up the couch. Much to her amazement, she is successful.) Oh. Oh! I can do it!
Monica: Who? I mean have you seen a car come by here in the last hour and a half? I think we should call Ross, maybe he can get a car and come pick us up.
Chandler: Oh, okay Ross. Listen, this pen is kinda getting boring, so can you pick me up some porn?
Rachel: Well, it's a little low... pick up a little... (Ross picks it up) a little bit more... (he picks it up again) a little bit more... (he takes it off) There you go! (pause) Now throw it away!
Chandler: I cannot believe you didnt pick me.
Phoebe: Listen! You have to help me pick a dress 'cause I'm meeting Mike's parents tonight! (Rachel gasps)
Ross: So what're you saying here? I should shave again, pick up some wine, what?
Chandler: You pick one.
Chandler: Youre coming on to the entire room! (He goes over to pick up a stack of magazines next to her, and to get her attention, he throws them back down.) Im Chandler.
Aunt Lillian: You know, whatever we pick, she would've told us it's the wrong one.
RACHEL: Oh God, Ross.� Ross is going to pick up the phone.� Oh, I have to get my number back.� (She turns to find Bill, but they have gone.)� Oh my God.� He's gone.
JOEY: Morning. I just uh, came by to pick up my mail. [looks for the mail on the table by the door, it's not there] Where's the mail?
Ross: No, Im not gonna pick them up.
Guy: Hi! Its Tom, Im here to pick up the phone.
Chandler: See that'll stop when you pick up the phone.
[Scene: The beach house, Chandler is simulating hes coming to pick up Monica for a date. Chandler knocks on the door, and Monica answers it.]
Rachel: And remember how I said I was going to keep it in my purse so that if it rang I could just pick it up?
Chandler: (reading the list) Drop off my dry cleaning. Pick up my vitamins. Teach me how to spell vitamins. Wear in my new jeans.
Phoebe: Oh I know, I helped pick out the ring.
Chandler: You have to pick your moments.
Monica: Pick a number! That is your only job!
JOEY: Ok, uh, hey Richard, if you had an extra ticket to the Knicks game and you had to choose between a friend who smells and one who bruises you who would you pick?
Phoebe: Hey! (Jumps on the bed with him.) Can we pick up where we left off?
Phoebe: Joey, you pick who ever you want. Okay? You just listen to your heart. What does it tell you? (Mimicking a heartbeat and tapping her chest.) Phoebe, Phoebe.
Phoebe: (getting up) Oh, for god�s sake, Judy, pick up the sock! Pick up the sock! Pick up the sock! (everybody scared) I�m sorry, was that rude? Di-did my, my li-little outburst blunt (?) the hideousness (?) that is this evening? Look, I know, you all have a lot going on, but all I wanted to do was have dinner with my friends on my birthday. And you are all so late and you didn�t even have the courtesy to call. (her cellular rings) Well, it�s too late now.
Chandler: Pick me, I look great in a tux and I will not steal focus.
Chandler: Thank you Gunther, put it there. (He gets up, and shakes Gunther's hand. A bunch of coins fall out his hand. He sits down next to Monica.) Definitely not easier with coins. (Joey gets up and picks up the coins. Chandler thinks, Joey is just helping him to pick them up.) Thank you.
Ross: Oh, come on, every first time mother feels that way. Youllyoure gonna pick it up. (Rachel doesnt believe that.) Hey! You will! Uh look, yknow when you first came to the city? You were this spoiled helpless little girl who-who still used daddys credit card. Do you remember?
Monica: Well then somebodys snoozing. Joey, not that this uh should affect you at all, but if you were to pick me, I was planning on wearing a sequined dress, cut down to here. (Points to her stomach just above her belly button.)
Joey: Hey! No-no-no-no, you cant take him away from me! I got a great partner to pick up girls with! Finally!!
Chandler: Well, we have a deal, where we each get to pick five celebrities that we can sleep with, and the other one cant get mad.
Chandler: Any chance you are trying to pick a fight to make all this easier?
Joey: Its Ba-go-ta, but close enough. Now, you can either pass your turn to Ross or pick a Wicked Wango card.
Chandler: All right look, I think its time for you to settle down. Y'know? Make a choice, pick a lane.
Ross: Just, just, just pick one!
Joey: Oh! Oh-oh, you gotta pick Joey! I mean, name one famous person named Chandler.
Joey: Will you pick one, just pick one! Here, how about that one? (points to a table)
Ross: Thats okay, Ill just pick em off.
Joey: Okay. Yeah. (She leaves and he goes to pick up a box marked books, but decides to take the box marked pillows instead.) Yeah, Ill grab this one. (He follows her upstairs.)
Ross: Okay, come on! (blows on the dice) Daddy needs a new pair of electromagnetic microscopes for the Prehistoric Forensics Department! (They all look at him, and he shuts up and rolls the dice.) (he moves his piece) Okay. (reading a card) Take Pinky Tuscadero up to Inspiration Point, collect three cool points!! Yeah! Which gives me five, and lets see who is gonna lose their clothes. Ummmm, I think I pick our strip poker sponsor Mr. Joey Tribianni.
Joey: Oh come on! Just pick one! Between Monica, Phoebe, Chandler, and Ross if you had to, if you had to, who would you punch?
Monica: The big hat, the pearls, the little pick handbag.
Roy: I don't know... I can make my pecs dance... I can pick up a dollar bill with my butt cheeks... I can go to that special place inside me where I feel no shame.
Phoebe: Hang on! Hang on! Hang on! (Answering the phone.) Go!! Whos this? (Listens) Oh okay, youre gonna like working for me. Whats your name? (Listens) What kind of name is Brendy? I Whatever Stop talking! All right, from now on your name is Joan. You can pick your own last name.
Monica: Hey, did you pick a roommate?
Chandler: My Catholic friend is right. She's distraught. You're there for her. You pick up the pieces, and then you usher in the age of Ross! (Ross and Chandler look off into the distance. Joey, wondering what they are looking at, looks in the same direction)
Fireman No. 3: We get off around midnight, why don't we pick you up then?
Rachel: You dont pick me! Youre stuck with me!
Ross: Sweetie, now I pick you.
Ross: No, no, no just do it. Go in there and pick something out so we can go.
Monica: (angrily) It wasnt funny at all! Why would you do that? Why didnt you pick me?
Joey: All right. Chandler, you can either spin the wheel or pick a Google card.
(He bends over to pick them up, right in front of Rachel, who then gets a free peep show.)
Phoebe: Give me your hands. (He does and she smells his left hand.) Strings. Gimme it! (He gives her his right hand and she smells it as well.) Pick. Do you want to learn to play guitar?
Joey: Oh! I got it! Ok, everyone pick a number from one to ten. Alright? Whoever gets the highest number gets to go first.
Chandler: Well sensitive is important, pick him.
Joey: So I'm thinking, basically we pick it up and then we flip it.
EDDIE: At the uh, supermarket, in the uh, ethnic food section. I helped him pick out a chorizo.
Chandler: Let me tell you why you need to pick me. (Goes to sit on the couch facing backwards to the kitchen. Rachel gets a chair and sits opposite him) See, when I was a kid, I was always left out of everything, you know, and it really made me feel... insecure. You know, I was always picked last in gym. Even behind that big fat exchange student who didn't even know the rules to baseball. I mean, this guy would strike out and then run to third. Anyway, If I'm the only one left out of this wedding, I just know that all those feelings are gonna come rushing back.
Ross: Gentlemen, youre pick.
Ross: Its no surprise that your winning, cause you got to pick first, so you got the better team.
(Ross motions for the girls to pick.)
Ross: No, its okay. Some-some kid asked me to pick it up for him, but I dont
Chandler: Forget what I said, I was babbling! Pick me!
Ross: Its heads. (The guys celebrate.) Gentlemen, pick your category.
Ross: Watch. (he takes the laptop) Here, you ehm... You highlight the word you want to change. Go under Tools and the Thesaurus generates... 'gives'... 'gives' a whole list of choices. You can pick the word that sounds smartest.
(Joey comes back into the hallway and starts to pick up a heavy box)
Rachel: Well, I'll probably be back to pick her up around six, but she's in the bedroom all ready to go. But she did actually fall back to sleep, so...
Chandler: Hey, this isnt like swimming after you eat, pick up the phone!!
Rachel: Yeah, and yknow what? I love them both, so why dont you just pick one and thatll be it.
Monica: But, we pick again! We pick again!
Chandler: Okay, you guys uh, you guys pick first
Phoebe: So, did you pick one yet?
Monica: Ill pick it up for you!
The Director: You guys make me fly! High! Okay, were gonna pick it up here, tomorrow.
Rachel: So Pheebs, pick one of them.
Monica: Just dont pick up your phone.
Ross: Ah Joey, I don't think you get to pick the cities.
Lorraine: You know, ever since I was little, I've been able to pick up quarters with my toes.
Ross: Oh, I've got to go pick up Ben, we've got a play date this afternoon.
Rachel: All right, cut, lets pick again, pick again.
Guy: I hope you dont think Im crazy but I feel like I was meant to pick this up, do you believe in that kind of thing?
Ross: Hey, yknow if you want to pick up some extra cash? Some friends of mine made good money doing telemarketing.
Rachel: Okay! (Grabs a knife and cuts it in half.) All right, pick a half.
Ross: Well isnt there something you can do to earn a little extra money? I mean, cant-cant you pick up, I dont know, an extra shift here?
Chandler: You say that now, but it could take us a long time to get back home. Plus Joey could get lost and and they could have to page us to go pick him up.