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Monica: Please... honey, leave the details to me. Now I wanna make this day as special for you as I can. Now, ok, I was thinking that the harpist should wear white.
Ross: Please, you're going down!
Rachel: Oh, Ross, c'mon, please! Don't make this harder than it already is!
Joey: May I have a word with you, please?
Phoebe: (Nearly in tears) Please?
Phoebe: Well okay, let this be a lesson to all of you, all right. Once you, once you betray me, I become like the ice woman, yknow. Very cold, hard, unyielding, y'know nothing, nothing can penetrate this icy exterior. (to Monica) Can I have a tissue, please?
The Saleslady: Yes, whats the name, please?
{Transcribers Note: For further reading on the above story, please check out The One Where Joey Moves Out.}
Rachel: Please, Ross, you-you got hurt playing badminton with my dad.
MICH: No! No dessert, just a check, please.
Rachel: Please. If she said to you, "Ross, I want you on this couch, right here, right now," what would you say?
Chandler: But only because I was up all night worried about this meeting, aint that funny? Irony? Not a fan, alright (he sits down). See, heres the thing. I went home and told my wife about Tulsa and she wont go. See, me, I love Tulsa! Tulsa is heaven! Tulsa is ItalyPlease dont make me go there!
RACH: [coldly] When somebody does not buzz you in, Ross, that means go away. That doesn't mean please climb up the fire escape.
Monica: Please!
Phoebe: Oh, okay, umm, hi kids! Um, it's me, Aunt Phoebe. I can't wait to see you. Please don't hurt me!
Joey: Come on baby, dont go. Please? What do you say?
Rachel: Really?! The Plaza?!! Oh daddy!! (Hugs him and Phoebe glares at her.) Right. Daddy, I need to talk to you. Please, sit down.
Monica: Sweetie, we heard you crying. Please don't cry.
Ross: Yes! Please!
Rachel: No, God! Please, let me! (Runs out.)
Rachel: Oh no Ross! This is not good, we have to talk about this Joey thing. Please sit. (He sits) You have got to get over this Joey thing, okay? I never really wanted to marry Joey, okay?
Rachel: Oh, please, Ross it was so obvious! It was like you were marking your territory. I mean you might have well have just come in and peed all around my desk!
Monica: No, wait, please dont go! Ive got porn for you too!
Joey: RACHEL PLEASE!!! JUST HAVE DINNER WITH US!!!
Joey: Hey! Wanna play some foosball? Please?
Chandler: Oh please, and you knew how much I liked her.
Rachel: Please! We did not fog Danny! Who's Danny?
Rachel: No! No! Phoebe, come on! I dont want to switch! Please come on! I can throw wet paper towels here!
Phoebe: (laughs) Please.
Hold Voice: Please stay on the line. Youre call is very important to us.
Monica: It was a mistake. Please dont take this to mean anything, because it doesnt.
Monica: Guys, could you please just stop throwing the ball for one minute and just help me find it!
Monica: Please, I'm not going for anything.
Monica: Please... Chandler is the love of my life... (At which point a man in leather pants walks by)... oooh leather pants! Have Mercy! (Follows the man in the leather)
Cashier: I can tell you work out. (Ross is please and Rachel looks at him confused.) A paleontologist who works out, youre like Indiana Jones. (Rachel has a disbelieving look on her face.)
Monica: Hi, I am Monica and this is Chandler. Please come in.
Phoebe: I'll have one, please. Plus my money.
Phoebe: But Im a professional! And Im really good! Look, if youre uncomfortable we can stop. Just give me a chance, okay. Please?
Ross: Oh please! (He sits down.) (To Phoebe) Youre gonna say things now, arent ya?
Phoebe: No!! wait, wait, wait!! Oh please, hold it up so I can listen. (Joey looks at Ross and holds the phone above Rosss shoulder.)
Joey: Oh no-no Rach, please, dont be sorry. Okay? Dont be sorry. (They hug again.) Yknow I was only kidding you.
Ross: Thats right! He was hitting on her, and I got her. I guess the better man won. (To Joey) Please dont take her from me.
Rachel: Sure! (Pause) God, please take those off!
Chandler: Hey, that's not good. Can I get an espresso and a latte over here, please?
Joey: Please I have an extremely high threshold...Holly Mother Of God! My face! My face!! I'm all right! I'm all right!Just a little bit of shock that's all but I'll be fine you can go again. I'm OK(He tries to avoid the tweezers) Dammit! Woman!! How Hoooow!
Chandler: Monica, that was also true an hour ago! I mean, please, look at you! Your hand is blistered, you can barely stand, your hair is inexplicable! Ok, you've already proven you are just as good as he is, now we've missed our dinner reservations, so now let's just go upstairs, order room service, take a shower and shave your head!
Rachel: Pheebs? Could you get that? Please?
Phoebe: Oh please, these guys, we haven't even moved in yet and they have us picking out china patterns. (Mike seems to gag a little...and laughs nervously. They begin to leave. Phoebe bolts back)
Monica: (laughs) Please, its a relief is what it is, is what it is.
Joey's Hand Twin: Please stop it!
Monica: Okay, can we please go eat?
Ross: (clinking a wine glass) Can I have everyones attention please? Im uh; Im Ross Geller.
Chandler: Hello! One marriage please!
Phoebe: (doing Clunkers) Please don't leave me, I'll be lonely.
Ross: Will you-will you please?
Rachel: (on answering machine) Hi, its me. Ive been trying to reach you all night. I feel awful. Please, Ross, you gotta know there is nothing between me and Mark. This whole break-up thing is just stupid.
Ross: Please dont say naked chicks.
Janice: Please, its because otherwise I really dont know what I might do.
Ross: Just please stop!
Joey: Hey, best man number two, Joey Tribbiani. Now Im not good with the jokes like Chandler here. Boy...but ahh, I just want to say congratulation to the happy couple. I first met Ross in this coffee house back home...Home...New York City...Where everybody knows my name. Well anyway, I love you guys. (pointing at everyone.) But not as much as I love America. (Looking at Chandler.) Could we please..go home now?
Monica: Something went wrong with Underdog, and they couldn't get his head to inflate. So anyway, um, his head is like flopping down Broadway, right, and I'm just thinking... how inappropriate this is. Um, I've got something in my eye, uh, Joey, could we check it in the light, please?
Phoebe: please...
Ross: Oh, I'm sorry. Please apologise to Sandy and the Snufflebumps for me.
Rachel: Ohh, whoa God! Storage rooms give me the creeps! Monica, come on please hurry up honey! Please?
Monica: Okay, fine I admit it! I feel terrible! Would you please rub this on my chest? (She hands him some of that Vicks Vap-O-Rub to put on.)
Phoebe: Please...wait, how did you do that?
Rachel: (starts to cry) Ross, please, I found the magazines!
Chandler: (to a waiter) Oh thats great! Right there! Can we get some of that over here please? (The waiter comes over) There we go.
Rachel: Ohh, okay, Im sorry. Youre right. Yknow what? We absolutely can stay married, because I was under the impression that the boxes were far away from each other. All right, look, just please, take a moment here and think about what youre asking of me.
Monica: Please tell me youre stopping now.
Rachel: No-no-no, no, honey please, Ive got, Ive just have so much to deal with.
Rachel: Oh, honey, please, no, I can't get started with all that Ross stuff again. I mean, he's gonna screwed up for a looong time. And besides y'know, I don't, I don't go for guys right after they get divorced.
Ross: Look, were down to just one point. Could we please, maybe just settle it after the wedding.
Monica: Rachel, you are packed though right, I mean please tell me that youre packed.
Rachel: Ohh please don't be from a real dinosaur! Please! Please! Please! Please! Please! Please! Please! Please! (She picks up the 2 pieces and looks at the stand.) Made in Mexico! Yes!! Ugh, who would buy this?! (Looks for a place to hide it and finds a wall sconce and drops the pieces into it and heads into the kitchen as the phone rings.)
CHANDLER: Oh please, I saw the way you were checking out his mouldings. You want it.
Phoebe: Why dont you go up there and ask him to step lightly, please?
Phoebe: (laughing and banging her spoon on the table) Knock, knock, knock, knock, hi. Um, could you please tell Sergei that um, I was fascinated by what Boutros Boutros Gali said in the New York Times.
Ross: Yes. Yes! Please, come in.
Chandler: Would you please get some rest!
Past Life Phoebe: More bandages! More bandages! Please, can I get some more bandages in here! This man is dying(She is cut off by an exploding shell just outside the tent. When the smoke clears, she's missing an arm and the blood is pumping out like you'd see in a horror movie. And upon seeing her condition, she says ) Oh no.
Monica: No-no-no, that's a video-phone. But hey guys you're not supposed to be here, so please, do not touch anything.
Carol: Oh please God, let there be a song.
Monica: No! No! I shouldnt have even opened these! I mean IJoey I am out of control!! Joey, you have to do me a favor. No matter what I say, no matter what I do, please do not let me open another present! Okay?
Rachel: Please! During that second time you couldn't have picked her out of a lineup!
Bank Officer: Okay, Ms. Lambert handles all our closures. (to a beautiful woman) Would you come over here please?
Rachel: Oh thats right! Im sorry! I-I am early! Finish! Please!!
MRS. GELLER: Oh please, a relationship.
MONICA: Could you guys please try to keep it down, we're trying to start a Boggle tournament.
Chandler: Please tell me you got the message!
Monica: (to Phoebe) Please, just a little bit off the back.
MONICA: Please, when he left town you stayed in your pajamas for a month and I saw you eat a cheeseburger.
Phoebe: Please, I think you know why.
Ross: (standing) Ok, gentlemen! Please! Aren't we a little old for this? I mean, we're scientists, right? We're academics. And most importantly I... you-you will have to catch us first. (he starts to run away with Charlie). GO, GO, GO! (the paleontologists starts chasing them)
Rachel: (on the phone) Mum, please!I know you love your new lips, but I can barely understand you! Would you, please, just let me say goodnight to my daughter?
Chandler: Would you just please....give me the receipt cause this is great. Its top notch.
Ross: You do appear right on the cusp of something. Come on man, I'm sure he'll lose interest in a week or two, but for now can you please just do this for me?
Richard: Shes not here and please come in.
Joey: (proud) I know, but, I made a huge mistake. I never should have broken up with her. Will you help me? Please?
Chandler: Tickets please! (Rachel hands over the tickets) Thats courtside baby!
Chandler: Come on Monica, its our Valentines Day. Please? Please-please, please?
Rachel: No-no! Dont dance for me! Please? Dont! (She gets up to yell at her friends.) What is the matter with you guys?
Monica: Fair? Please dont even talk to me about fair! Fair wouldve been you wanting to marry me back then! Or fair wouldve been Chandler wanting to marry me now! Believe me, nothing about this is fair! Nothing! Nothing! Nothing! Nothing! Nothing! Nothing! Nothing! Nothing! Nothing! Nothing!
Phoebe: Oh, okay. (Walks over to him.) Excuse me sir? Could you come with me please? You have a phone call.
Lorraine: (to waiter) Uh, can we have three chocolate mousses to go please?