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Ross: (trying to act manly in front of Janine) No I dont want to play video games, Joey!
[Scene: A Theater, there is a casting session going on for a play.]
Joey: Chandler, you have to start getting over her. All right, if you play, you get some fresh air, maybe itll take your mind off Janice, and if you dont play, everyone will be mad at you cause the teams wont be even. Come on.
[Scene: Silvercup Studios, Joey has won the part of dying man and is now able to play the role he was injured for. Chandler is helping to carry him in.]
Monica: No, no, no. Honey, I'm ok. Shake it off! (she shakes the wrist and it's more painful) Oh, no! No shaking, no shaking! Ooh! Ooh! (pause) Oh my God! I can't play!
Joey: All right, my New Year's resolution is to learn how to play the guitar.
PHOEBE: OK, um, I'm gonna play, um, some songs about grandparents, OK. [singing] Now, grandma's a person who everyone likes, she bought you a train and a bright, shiny bike. But lately she hasn't been coming to dinner, And last time you saw her she looked so much thinner. Now, your mom and your dad said she moved to Peru, but the truth is she died and some day you will too. La-la-la la la-la-la la la-la-la la...
CHANDLER: Yeah, Ross can't go so it's between my friend Eric Prower who has breath issues and Dan with the poking. [starts poking Monica in the shoulder] 'Did you see that play? Do you want some more beer? Is that Spike Lee?'
RADIO: Uh, we've just gotten a call from Rachel, and she told us what Ross did. It's pretty appalling, and Ross, if you're listening, I don't wanna play your song anymore. Why don't we devote our time to a couple that stands a chance? Avery, Michelle's sorry she hit you with her car and she hopes you two will work it out.
(They start to leave Central Perk. The band starts to play "Here, There and Everywhere" by the Beatles. The crowd rises from their seats. Phoebe and Chandler walk down the aisle. Phoebe really glows with happiness. So does Mike who watches her walk down the isle. When Phoebe and Chandler arrive, they kiss and Phoebe walks to her bridesmaids.)
Dirk: Oh! Hey well listen, I play a scientist on "Days". And my character has just won the Nobel prize.
(Ross starts to play. He plays a key that has a back beat sound attached to it. Over the background music he plays the sound of a barking dog, a mooing cow, a laser beam, someone coughing, a jackhammer, a doorbell, a police siren, a ray gun, breaking dishes, and for a closer he plays the sound of a loud crash. Basically, the music sucks.)
ROB: The thing is, I think some of the parents, they were kinda hopin' that you'd play more songs about like, barnyard animals.
Phoebe: But, lets play this one first. And remember whoever talks first loses!
Joey: Apparently, theres like a million guys out there that can play Mac, and theres only this one robot and this one guy who controls it! I didnt know he could get me fired! What am I going to do?
MNCA: Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait one minute. Wait a minute. I believe this will change your mind. [Reads from paper] In a mediocre play, Joseph Tribbiana was able to achieve brilliant new levels of... continued on page 153...[turns it] sucking.
SUSIE: Remember the class play? You, you pulled up my skirt and the entire auditorium saw my underpants.
Kathy: Acting! Chandler, this is my job! Im-Im playing a part in a play! How can you not trust me?!
Ross: Uh, so this play umm, what do you think? Its-its gotten great reviews! Yknow the uh
Rachel: Oh right, cause you always pull your pants down at the count of three and play Wipe-out on your butt cheeks.
Rachel: Noo, I y'know I don't see why she has to play with you, that's all. I mean doesn't she have any y'know other stripper moms friends of her own?
Monica: Ok, I'm sensing that this is some kind of word play, because you are pink with barely controlled glee.
Joey: Look, you guys have been to every play Ive ever been in, have I ever had chemistry on stage?
Phoebe: Based on this play? ...Based on this play!
CHANDLER: Oh, you're right I, I should play in the hay. Forget about the fact that I just dropped 400 dollars to replace a bracelet that I hated to begin with. Bring on the hay. [sits down at the bar]
PHOEBE: No, huh uh, I'm sorry, no. No, I'm not some like sloppy second, charity band. You know what, there are thousands of places in this city where people would be happy to pay to hear me play. (Out on the sidewalk, singing) When I play, I play for me, I don't need your charity. (Someone puts a coin in her guitar case) Thank you! La la la la la la la....
Ross: Okay, Im gonna play my sperm card one more time.
[Scene: The Theatre, Joey and Kate are getting ready to rehearse the play.]
Rachel: You're right! I mean you're right! It wasn't just the Weebles, but it was the Weeble Play Palace, and and the Weebles' Cruise Ship. Oh, which had this little lifeboat for the Weebles to wobble in.
Joey: We should really learn how to play the real way. (Moves another piece.)
Monica: (pleasantly surprised) Ping pong? (to Chandler) Honey, they have ping pong! Let's play!
Phoebe: All right, all right... I'll play if we don't keep score!
Phoebe: Thats okay. All right, Im gonna play song thats really, really sad. Its called Magician Box Mix Up. (she turns her guitar upside down to play it.)
Casting Director #1: Hold it. Im sorry, the surprise is a new swing set, if you could play it a little less intense?
Mike: My name in Mike, and I do play piano.
Ross: All right here. Watch me execute the three Ps of championship play. Power. (swings the racquet) Precision. (swings the racquet.) and penache. (does a backswing and hits Sarah whos started up the stairs, knocking her down, they both watch in horror.)
Chandler: Well, so, play for the next 30 minutes and then write until he gets home.
Ross: Okay. All right. So lets see, lets play from the trash can, to the lightpost. Right. Two hand touch, well kick off.
Richard: Could you uh, could you lower your script? I need to see your face so I can uh, play off your reaction.
Phoebe: You are really good! I play a little guitar myself.
ROSS: [reading his list] Ok, ok, number one: The way you cry at game shows. Number two: how much you love your friends. Number three: the way you play with your hair when you're nervous. Number four: how brave you are for starting your life over. Number five: how great you are with Ben.
Chandler: What would you give to a kid if he wanted a ticket to play with?
Chandler: You told him to play the boxer gay!!
Rachel: Ok! (whispering) Joey is having a secret Days Of Our Lives party up on the roof and he sent you guys to the play to get rid of you!
Monica: How about we play for more money, say 150?
Rachel: Okay, well if I stop playing with Joey and Chandler, can I play with Mark?
(The band starts to play, and the recessional starts. Ross tries to take Emilys hand, but she snatches it away from him.)
Phoebe: Why, do I have a feeling thats not as happy as it sounds? (Joey points out one going into the chipper to her, as this haunty, demonic music starts to play in the background) No! Nooooo!!! (she winces in horror and hides her face against Joeys shoulder, as she sees the tree spit out from the chipper.)
Chandler: Say, Joe, I had a strange idea of what we could do for our last night. What do you say we play a little uh, foosball for money?
Monica: Wow! Thats great! Dad must really like you, he doesnt ask just anyone to play.
Joey: Uh! That's a tough one. Oh! Wait a minute, this happened to me before! Yeah, I was auditioning for a play and the producer fell asleep and... (pause) no wait a minute... it was me who fell asleep... Yeah I mean hey, Shakespeare, how about a chase scene once in a while!?
PHOEBE: Would you stop already? Get out of the bitter barn and play in the hay.
Monica: Okay, so you were trying to play bad this whole time.
PHOE: How come you're watching a rabbi play electric guitar?
Ross: No, women are welcome to play.
Ross: (To the rest of Central Perk) We're rehearsing a Greek play.
(The Lion Sleeps Tonight starts to play. Marcel starts to dance.)
Joey: Excellent! Lets play Bamboozled! Chandler, youll go first. What is the capital of Columbia?
Chandler: (running up) Hey Joey, do you wanna play football or you wanna.. (sees Marhan) Hi, Im Chandler.
Joey: Oh hey, no, you're not welcome. Okay, look, I hate this! You guys keep embarrassing me! (To Monica) Yesterday, Rachel found your razor in our bathroom and I didn't know what to say, so I said it was mine and-and that I was playing a woman in a play. And one thing led to another and (He puts his leg on the chair and pulls up his pants leg to reveal that he now has shaved legs.)
Monica: Well. Sounds like you're writing yourself a little play there Rach. Wow! Let me know how that one turns out.
Joey: Okay uh, look I know youre a great actor, okay? And you play all those Shakespeare guys and stuff
Joey: Who cares, we'll eat at the sink! Come on, let's play!
Phoebe: Oh! Alright. Well I think the reason people laugh is becuase it's a play on the word roomy.
The Director: Stop!! Stop it! You must stop! You are bad actors! This is a terrible play! Ill see you in the morning. (exits)
Phoebe: Okay. Do you guys want me to play for you?
RACHEL: Now I'm mommy in this little play? Alright look, I refuse to get sucked into this like, weird little Geller dimension thing OK. So I'm gonna go and take a nice long hot bubble bath because you kids are driving me crazy. [goes in the bathroom]
Chandler: Oh yes, yes, we could play some other game... like, uh, I don't know... Pictionary?
ROSS: [impatient] Play it.
Chandler: Oh, come on. What was with that whole Black Bart speech? (mimicking): "When I play poker, I'm not a nice guy!"
[Scene: Kathys play, Ross and Chandler are waiting for her in the lobby after the play.]
Joey: That's great. Listen, wouldn't it be great though if I got to play Ben's dad?
CHANDLER: See, that's why we don't let her play.
PHOEBE: Why don't you play with your roommate?
Joey: Yeah, we just don't happen to know any women that know how to play poker.
Mike: I always wanted to play piano professionally, and I figured if I don't do this now, I never will.
Monica: (grabs the guitar away from her) No, Phoebe, Ill tell you what, if you get ready now Ill let you play it at the wedding.
CHANDLER: Don't play with his things.
Joey: (Laughs) Of course we do! Mike is playing a game that we used to play in high school. Yeah, where we pretend we don't know each other. We played all kinds of games. (To Mike) Hey, remember the one where I punch you in the face for not being cool?!
Ross: Great, actually. I'm thinking tonight, maybe the night. Yeah, I mean ah, the kids are gonna play together and then when they're asleep, I'm thinking Amanda and I break open a bottle of wine, and do a little "playing" ourselves.
PHOEBE: No. This game is grotesque. Twenty armless guys joined at the waist by a steel bar, forced to play soccer forever. Ahh, hello, human-rights violation.
Rachel: Alright, c'mon! (Miserably) Let's play Twister!
CHANDLER: Alright I'll tell you what, I'll play you for it.
CHANDLER: Hey Eddie, you uh, wanna play some foosball?
Chandler: Oh, good, good. Play more, 'cause I wanna see how it ends.
Chandler: Okay, lets play! The big game, Italy vs. China, apparently.
Mr. Heckles: I could play the oboe!
ROSS: [uncomfortable] Good, so everybody's here. Everybody's good. So, were you gonna play something, Phoebe?
Chandler: Yeah, all right, Ill play.
Ross: Um, Monica and I arent supposed to play football.
Joey: (entering) G. I. Joe! Cool! Can I play?
Chandler: No, no, no, I dont, I dont really wanna play.
Rachel: Are you gonna let me play?
Ross: Right. Okay, lets play. Lets go.
Ross: All right, were gonna play.
Ross: Okay, you wanna play rough, we can play rough.
Chandler: Uh then there was that dialect coach who helped you with that play where you needed a southern accent. Which after twenty hours of lessons still came out Jamaican.
Monica: Here, I got it. I'll will play my message for you guys, and you can tell me if it's breezy enough.
Monica: Do you want to go to the bathroom, or do you wanna play poker?
[The next one is from Episode 322: The One With The Screamer, its the end of Joeys play.]
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...