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Monica: Hey, Rach. How was it with your friends? (She and Phoebe scream.) Okay! How would you like some Tiki Death Punch? (She pours the contents of the blender into some glasses.)
Monica: Uh, Rach, it's the Visa card people.
Ross: This is fun. Hey Rach, remember that whole "We were on a break thing?" Well, I'm sorry, will you marry me? (Laughs--whines as he sees that no one is laughing. They're just staring at him in shock.)
Ross: Thanks Rach.
Ross: Rach, what uh, what are you doing here?
Monica (on phone): Hey, Rach, how's it going?
Monica: Rach, come see who's out here!
Monica: Aww, thank you. (Notices something.) Uh Rach?
Monica: Easy Rach, we'll find it. (To all) Won't we!
Joey: (sitting up again) I'm telling you, Rach, Charlie is not right for me!
RACH: Oh, right, clink. [downs her glass]
Phoebe: Umm, hey Rach, can I ask you something?
RACH: Maybe it was just the kind of story where you have to be there.
Ross: I have been down in your store for twenty minutes trying to get a tie! What do I have to do to get some service?! (turns to Rachel) Hi Rach. (He's puts his hand on her shoulder and she knocks it away.)
Chandler: Rach, Rach, we gotta settle.
Monica: Sorry, Rach.
Ross: Uh, Rach, we're running low on resumes over here.
Phoebe: (Walks up with her guitar) Hey Rach.
ROSS: Rach, come on, look, I know how you must feel.
Chandler: Hey Rach!
Ross: Rach, you cant look fat in an x-ray.
MONICA: Rach, get the heat. [Rachel holds up her hand with wet fingernail polish] Ross, could you turn the heat down please?
Ross: Hey, Rach, can I get some coffee?
Ross: (seeing her) Rach!
Ross: Oh Rach thats great. Thats great. (They hug and Joey breathes a sigh of relief.)
RACH: Hi.
RACH: Oh my God. Oh my God Ross, no, hang up the phone, give me the phone Ross, give me the phone, give me the phone, give me the. . . [jumps the couch and lands on Ross's back, finally getting the phone from him. Ross has a confused expression on his face.]
Phoebe: Oh, I don't wanna choose! It's (Rachel is walking by). Oh okay, wait. Rach! Listen I have a very special bridesmaid task for you today.
Ross: That's all right, Rach, we got the bags. Hi, hello. Julie, this is my sister Monica. This is Chandler. Phoebe. Joey, what up?
RACH: So, how was the party?
RACH: Yes! Thank you.
RACH: Yeah, what, so? You had feelings for me first.
RACH: Chandler told me.
RACH: OK, OK.
RACH: Wait, so, you're going?
RACH: Good. [Ross leaves]
JULIE: See you later Rach.
Ross: Yeah, kinda. Its this woman from work. I hope that wont be too weird. Will it, Rach?
RACH: Together.
RACH: Together?
RACH: Oh, you're not having fun, are you?
RACH: Ohh, ohh.
RACH: [hurt] What?
RACH: It was unbelievable!
RACH: Ross kissed me.
RACH: Oh, that's um, interesting.
RACH: [to Ross] Hey, you.
RACH: Both of you?
RACH: Good. How are you?
RACH: Hey.
Ross: And confused. Rach, sweetie, I-I um I didnt propose to you.
RACH: Oh, god.
RACH: Well, what's the other thing, what do I think?
RACH: Did uh, Ross call?
Joey: Hey Rach listen, did you know that during pregnancy your fingers swell up to twice their size and never go back.
RACH: Really?
RACH: [dejected] Oh.
RACH: Oh, oh, this is good, this is really good.
RACH: What's that? What? I saw my name. What is it?
RACH: Well what is it? Let me see.
RACH: Just a waitress?
RACH: That's what I said.
RACH: Come on.
RACH: What is this? Ross, what is this?
RACH: Not interested.
ROSS: Rach! Whoops! Rach, hey, open up, please!
RACH: No.
JOEY: Rach, these are for you.
Joey: But uhm, we're getting rid of her, right? Rach, please tell me we’re getting rid of her.
Ross: Oh my God! Those werent albino kids, that was computer camp! Rach! (He hurries inside and Chandler is taking out the garbage.)
RACH: Joey, honey, they don't know what they're talking about.
Joey: Huh, Rach I got to say its gonna take a lot of money for me to go out on a date with a dude.
RACH: Here he is. Hi. Guys, this is Russ.
RACH: I mean he just started going out with her.
RACH: Oh well, too late, sorry, you already had some.
RACH: Um, Russ, you ready?
RACH: What's the matter?
RACH: Uhh.... waitressing?
RACH: Hi.
RACH: Well, yeah, this is the deal.
RACH: Bye.
RACH: Oh.
Monica: Uh, so, uh, Rach, uh... do you wanna save this wrapping paper, I mean, it's only a little bit torn... so are you gonna go for it with Ross or should I just throw it out?
RACH: Ohhh, OK.
RACH: Steve... sleeve!
RACH: What?
ROSS: Wow, well uh, uh, actually, Julie's downstairs getting a cab, I just need the cat toy, did Monica say. . . What? Why, why are you looking at me like that? RACH: I don't know, I, I feel like I had a dream about you last night but I, I don't remember. ROSS: OK. Oh, oh, oh. [runs over and picks up the cat toy] RACH: Did we speak on the phone last night? Did you call me? ROSS: No, I stayed at Julie's last night. RACH: Huh. ROSS: Oh, actually I haven't even been home yet. Do you mind if I check my messages? RACH: Oh yeah, go ahead. [Rachel walks in her room. Ross picks up the phone and dials his machine to check his messages.] ROSS: Rach, I got a message from you. [pauses] Who's Michael? [Rachel comes out of her room, suddenly she remembers leaving the message.]
RACH: Why would I have to sleep with you?
RACH: What happened?
Joey: No, I know, yeah I know we're great but Rach no... this... this can't happen!
Joey: Uh Look Rach (Ross enters.) Hey Ross is here! Hey look! Its my good friend Ross. Hey Ross.
RACH: Ewww, ewww, ewww, ewww! [turns away]
RACH: [to Monica] Is that him again? Tell him I'd come to the phone, but my ankles are weighin' me down.
RACH: Oh, it ended very well.
Ross: Emily is incredible. I mean there-there are no words to describe it, I mean the whole weekend was like a dream. (Sees Rachel coming back from the bathroom.) Oh! And you! Rach!
RACH: Well, we're not seeing each other, so....
ROSS: Rach.
ROSS: Rach, hey look, I remember that, it wasn't so bad.
RACH: 'Cause I don't need your stupid ship.
Ross: Rach, you don't have to call whenever you have a little question, okay? Trust me, I know this.
Rachel: Yeah, I did, but y'know what? I am really, really trying to cut back, y'know? (Laughs) Good luck, Rach.
RACH: Ohhhhhhhh God. [climbs off his back]