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Phoebe: You dont play the oboe!
Mr. Heckles: I could play the oboe!
(She hits the jukebox Fonzy style, and Its That Time of Season starts to play, as they start to kiss.)
Ross: All right then. (Gets up, in an announcers voice) Rachel Green! Lets play Bamboozled! (Reading from a note card.) How do you test the temperature of the babys bath water?
Phoebe: That play?
Monica: That other play?
Ross: Come on thats not fair! I mean you havent even heard me play!
Ross: Oh, I uh, hope you don't mind, I kinda uh, jazzed it up a little. Check this out. (He plays the greeting, and We Will Rock You starts to play and Ross's voice comes over it.) We will, we will, call you back!
Chandler: And those guys were this (Doing the standard "This Close" gesture) close to lettin us play this time too.
(They quickly take their places and Here Comes the Bride Begins to play. Everyone seated looks back. Emily is being escorted up the aisle by her father. She kisses him on the cheek and takes her place by Rosss side.)
PHOEBE: OK. [they kiss] OK, alrighty, let's play some tunes. Hi everybody, I'm Phoebe
Chandler: Seriously? Seriously, no! You can play your own age which is 31!
Joey: I have an audition for this play and for some of it I have to speak French. Which, according to my résumé, I'm fluent in.
Monica: My dad told me. They play golf together.
(Ross pushes play.)
Phoebe: Yeah, oh Im sorry, it must be really hard to hear! I tell ya, its a lot easier having three babies play Bringing in the Noise, Bringing in da Funk on your bladder! Im so sick of being pregnant! The only happiness I get is from a cup of coffee, which of course is decaf, causeOh! Im pregnant!
Joey: (thinking he's kidding) Ok, Ross! It's... It's fun, yeah! No, I-I play Doctor Drake Ramoray.
Rachel: Okay, so lets play for some pepper! Stop spending my money!
Rachel: Yeah, I mean, you should play in public!
All you want is a dingle, What you envy's a schwang, A thing through which you can tinkle, Or play with, or simply let hang...
Ross: No, youve heard my practice. Okay? Just-just give me a chance to perform for you and then decide whatever you want. And Im not going to tell you what song Im gonna play either. But uh, lets just say when its over Ill bet there will be a we bit o celebration.
Monica: So, did you play in college? (She points to his NYU Soccer (football for the rest of the world) sweatshirt he's wearing.)
Chandler: Why do you want to play this game so bad?
Chandler: Okay, uh, how about, how aboutyknow what? We could play a new game. A new game, its fun.
Ross: You know, Barracuda was the first song I learned to play on the keyboard.
Rachel: Okay. (Pushes play.) Okay, thats him! Thats him! Thats Cujo! Thats Cujo!
Ross: See but, Pheebs that-that is the exact opposite intent of my music. Yknow my music is-is meant to inspire, and if it bothers you this much, then I I wont play anymore.
Joey: Wow! Cool! (He takes the guitar, stands up, and goes to play a note. However, while strumming it, he knocks it out of his hands and it bounces off the table and lands on the floor. Phoebe just stares at the guitar.)
CHAN: Waitress. Got it. You guys wanna play Doom? Or we could keep doing this. What else?
Phoebe: Lets try something else, lets play a game.
Chandler: (interrupting him) We didnt play it!!
Joey: (announcer voice) All right! Lets play Bamboozled!
Chandler: So uh, man, are you gonna go to the play with me tonight?
Joey: (announcer voice to the camera) Lets play Bamboozled!
Phoebe: Although he does play with himself in his sleep.
Doug: So thanks for the warm welcome. Its good to have you guys on my team, and I come to play. I hope you do too. Now, lets go out there and get em! Huh? And remember, there is no I in team.
Phoebe: Shocking! Lets play the game of who can stay quiet the longest. (Giggles)
Monica: (comes over) O-kay, so you wanna play it that way, do you?
All you want is a dingle, What you envy's a schwang, A thing through which you can tinkle, Or play with, or simply let hang...
Ross: Okay, first of all, I dont play with cheaters, and second of all, you know I had swollen glands!!
Phoebe: Oh, can I play too? Ive never played football, like ever.
Claudia: My kid's in a play right now.
Phoebe: Wait-wait-wait-wait! So, explain something to me though, if, if nobody tagged Rachel, then isnt the play still going.
Joey: (to the camera) Hello, Im Joey Tribbiani! Lets play Bamboozled! Erin, you get the first question! In hockey, who is known as The Great One?
ROSS: Okay.� (They sit.)� So, um, Phoebe tells me you, ah, you play piano.
Joey: Look, Ross, really its-its no big deal. Yknow you wear a white coat, I wear a blue blazer, if that means we cant be friends at work, then so be it. Yknow, hey I understand. Yknow? Hey, when Im in a play and youre in the audience, I dont talk to you, right? So its yknow, its uh, its cool. Ill see you tomorrow. (Leaves)
All: Hey! You're in a play! I didn't know you could dance! You had a beard!
Phoebe: Please, dont play the music. Just uh one more. LIVE FROM NEW YORK! ITS SATURDAY NIGHT!!
Chandler: I could fall asleep at a play.
Chandler: Okay, lets play my game now.
Joey: Look, my agent hooked me up with six tickets to a great play.
Ross: Oh! (Does a laugh/groan.) Listen umm, I, I just stopped by to see if you wanted to see this play tonight. Umm, its supposed to be excellent. The director is the same
Joey: Oh this is great! I might actually get to play Ben's dad!
Monica: Alright, you know, we got it, we got it. Let's play for real. High stakes... big bucks...
Monica: Oh, play them!
Joey: Alright now listen, you guys, we talked about it, and if you don't want to play, we completely understand.
Rachel: Oh, that's why you got these tickets to that play, to get rid of us??
Phoebe: Yeah, what is that? Like, some kind of guy thing? Like, some kind of sexist guy thing? Like it's poker, so only guys can play?
Rachel: Oh, hey, I have an idea. Why don't we play rock-paper-scissors, and whoever loses goes in first. (they all agree) Ready? (they do the rock-paper-scissor thing with they hands and Rachel has paper, Phoebe and Ross both have rock, while Joey is doing a strange upward wiggling with his fingers. They all look a him confused).
Chandler: Yes. Yes, there is, they play on Sundays and Monday nights.
Mike: I'll play ya!
Janine: (entering from her room) Monica! Chandler! Im really-really sorry about tonight. I dont know if Joey told you; I just couldnt get out of going to this play. Im sorry. Have a great time.
Mike: You're ready to play?
(they continue to play ping pong and then Mike scores, winning the game)
Chandler: Ok, here we go! (he pushes the play button)
Phoebe: Im sorry, but I just wrote the best dance song for your wedding. Check this out. (Gets ready to play.)
[Scene: The playground. Ross put Emma on the swing and they’re ready to play]
Chandler: Because I'm gonna play for ya.
Monica:: Ok (sits down next to him) This is how much I love you. (She presses play then puts her arm around Chandler's neck.)
(Monica and Mike start to play ping pong. Mike scores)
Chandler: Oh yeah! Okay, lets play again. (He deals out two cards each again.) What do you got?
TERRY: F.Y.I.. I've decided to pay a professional musician to play in here on Sunday afternoons. Her name is Stephanie... something. She's supposed to be very good.
Ross: (trying to act manly in front of Janine) No I dont want to play video games, Joey!
(Chandler prepares to play)
Monica: Phoebe, it's not what you wear. It's sort of your songs... I just don't think you should play at the restaurant anymore.
Joey: How could I not get the part? The play was about a 29-year-old Italian actor from Queens.
Joey: Oh, so we didn't win, but it's fun to play the game, right?
Joey: Well, so, will you help me? I really wanna be in this play.
Ross: I'm sorry, man. Hey, y'know what you should do? You should make something happen for yourself. Y'know, like-like write a play. Write a movie! Huh? I mean, what about those Good Will Hunting guys?
Rachel: Ross, you are so pathetic. Why can't your son just play with his doll? (uses the Milk Master 2000 to pour milk into her cereal)
Ross: (does so) Oohh, 23. (Rachel looks at him.) Which is what we play to at this casino! You win 10 dollars! (Holds out a ten.)
Rachel: Well, y'know, if-if kids like to play with Capri pants.
Phoebe: Here, Monica, look what I got to wear when I play at the restaurant (she dons a top hat) uh, huh wait! (she raises a pair of spectacles to her eyes) Right? I mean, this might even class up the ballad of the uncircumcised man.
PHOEBE: Let's just play, ok. Good, ok. [She picks up the dice.] Here we go, double sixes, here we go... [She starts to rub the dice all over herself.] Here we go, come to mama, just getting ready to roll the dice...
Monica: You know what? This is not over. We will play you again, and we will win, and you will lose, and you will beg, and we will laugh, and we will take every last dime you have, and you will hate yourselves forever.
Joey: Well, thank you. So, can we play 20 Questions now? Ive got a really good one! Ive been thinking about it since Kansas.
Monica: Oh, how do you play the shadow game?
Monica: (interrupting) You can not play bagpipes at the wedding!!
Chandler: Oh, I loved the play. You were great, and Nick ditto. Clearly youre having sex with him.
Joey: Well can you at least stay to the end of the play? I mean, Ill go to the airport with ya, I-I wanna say good bye.
Joey: All right, all right, all right, let's play one more time, ok? And remember, if I win you do not move to Paris.
Monica: Any time you want. Y'know, when I was younger, all I wanted to do was to play with this dollhouse, but no!! It was to be looked at, but never played with.
Monica: Y'know what, I think we should play a game. I mean come on, its been twelve years.
Phoebe: (not amused) Ha-ha. (She sits down on the couch.) No, its just Im so pregnant that Imy guitar doesnt fit anymore. So I thought til Im not, Im just gonna play all my songs on this drum. It sounds really cool!
Phoebe: No, look, I told you that I didnt want you to try and sell it, and you just, you big fat did it anyway. God, y'know what, I think five years ago I probably wouldve done anything to play with you but, I can do it by myself. And if I cant trust you then just forget it.
(The pianist starts to play, and Joey readies himself, and then runs out of the audition.)
[Scene: The Theatre, Joey and Kate are rehearsing for the play.]
Joey: ...I'm his butt double. 'Kay? I play Al Pacino's butt. Alright? He goes into the shower, and then- I'm his butt.
Chandler: (to Monica) So, how did you enjoy the play?
Chandler: Oh, yes. I decided to leave these out for you in case Richard stops by and you wanna engage on a little light bondage and moustache play!
Joey: Itll be great! We-we could talk, and play games! Huh? This could be our chance to like renew our friendship.
Chandler: Yknow what, Im gonna uh, play the field just a little more.
Joanne: Look at you in the apron. You look like you're in a play.