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Rachel: I don't know why Joey had to kiss her! I mean, of all the girls at the party, GOD!
Monica: Yes Rachel, why do you care so much?
Rachel: (worried) Be-cause Ross is the father of my child! You know... and I... want him to hook up with lots of women! (pause) I just... All I'm saying is... I don't think that Joey and Charlie have anything in common.
Rachel: All right, so... Ross, you're ok with all this? I mean...
Rachel: Oh, OH! Wow, I love those! Where did you get them?
Rachel: (after a pause) Phoebe, Shania Twain is still alive!
Rachel: Oh, it's a gift certificate to this new SPA in SOHO.
Rachel: Ah, why, now I can't get a massage? There are so many things that she disapproves of! I can't eat veal, I can't wear fur, I can't go hunting...
Rachel: Well, I would like to have the option!!
Phoebe: (coming back from the bathroom) What's up? (she sees the gift certificate in Rachel's hands) Hey, Rachel!!
Rachel: Oh!
Rachel: Phoebe, come on, I don't wanna waste it! It would be like throwing away a hundred bucks!
Rachel: I don't care about any of that!!
Rachel: Oh!
Phoebe: I feel really strongly about this, Rachel. Please, don't use this gift certificate. I'm asking you as a friend.
Rachel: Oh, not as a friend, Phoebe!! Fine, I won't use it!
Rachel: I promise.
Rachel: But I am going hunting!!
Chandler: Oh, yeah! RACHEL TALKS TOO!
[Scene: SPA massage center, Rachel enters]
Rachel: (to the receptionist) Hi there!
Rachel: Oh, hi. I have a massage appointment under Rachel Green, and here is my gift certificate.
Rachel: And... taped back together.
Rachel: Ok
Rachel: (imitating the receptionist's tone) through the glass doors.
Rachel: Alright-y then.
Phoebe: Ok. Do we have to talk like that then they're not around? (She sees Rachel) Oh, no, no! Listen, is there someone who can fill in for me?
Rachel: Wow, a Swedish massage from a real Swedish person. (Puts her head in the hole and Phoebe enters)
Rachel: Oh... what an interesting name.
Rachel: You know I... (lifts her head and tries to look in Phoebe's direction)
Rachel: (Sees Phoebe's slippers through the hole) Wow... I really love your... (startled as she realizes those are Phoebe's slippers)
Rachel: No, it's just that uhm... it feels so good... Ikea... (pause) Yeah, say hey, you'll know this, what's the capital of Sweden?
Rachel: Damn! I wish I knew if that was right!
[Scene: Phoebe and Rachel at the Spa. Phoebe is still massaging Rachel]
Rachel: Wow, Ikea... what a rich culture. Uhm, you know what? I have a friend who is a masseuse.
Rachel: Yah! She's... uhm... not very good though... (Phoebe looks devastated)
Rachel: I don't know... maybe it's because she has got such callousy fingers from playing crummy guitar...
Rachel: (now lifts her head) Phoebe!!
Rachel: For like a half an hour! Man, you can lie about Sweden!
Rachel: How could you not tell me you worked here?
Rachel: Yes you do, if you're going to make me feel guilty for getting a free massage!
Rachel: Oh! Phoebe, why did you lie to me about working here?
Rachel: Phoebe, honey, if you hate it so much, you should walk out there right now and quit! Be true to what you believe in! Honey, you have principles and I so admire that! I don't have any!
Rachel: Good for you Pheebs!
Phoebe: Rachel Green? (angrily) Son of a bitch, she came back?
Rachel: Hm-mm.
Rachel: Oh, good, good! We had this idea to make a birthday video for Emma and we'll give it to her when she is 18.
[Scene: after the wedding, Ross and Rachel are in the lobby]
Rachel: Yeah!!! Kill um!!!
[Scene: Monica and Chandler's, Chandler is writing a letter by the bay window as Rachel enters.]
RACHEL: Phoebe's dead.
Rachel: When did you go to a sperm bank?
Rachel: Im so sorry! Are you okay?
Rachel: Thank you! Break!
Rachel: And heels.
Rachel: Oh, I don't know. I guess it's not about no guys, it's about the right guy, y'know? I mean, with Barry, it was safe and it was easy, but there was no heat. With Paolo, that's all there was, was heat! And it was just this raw, animal, sexual...
Rachel: Thats not her name! Im sorry, she just doesnt feel like an Isabella.
Chandler: (in a manly voice) Yeah well, Im gonna go spit. (He goes into the bedroom. On his way out, Joey gives Rachel a wide berth.)
Rachel: (to Chandler) Eh, do you believe that?
Rachel: Yeah.
Rachel: What?
Gunther: Rachel?
Rachel: (entering) Hey Ross? Umm, I just ran into Caitlin in the hallway and-and uh, you must be getting better at this flirting stuff than I thought.
Rachel: I know I had it this morning, and I know I had it when I was in the kitchen with...
Rachel: No, hey, come on, if he asked you first, thats only fair. (leaves)
Rachel: Well Phoebe, we gotta do something! (They turn the corner.) Well, yknow. I mean theres no way Joeys gonna make it in time. So Im gonna through the hotel and see if theres any other weddings going on.
RACHEL: Would you let me talk. [flicks Monica on the forehead]
Ross: Dude. Well done. You know what? If I die, and Rachel dies and Monica dies then you can totally take care of Emma.
Rachel: Well that works out good, because I'm not listening.
Phoebe: No! Because hes in love with the British chippy! Look, Rachel, if you go, youre just gonna mess with his head and ruin his wedding! Yknow, its too late! You missed youre chance! Im sorry, I know this must be really hard, its over.
Rachel: Oh. Oh, its beautiful. I see it now.
RACHEL: Only 'cause you took up half the circle.
[Scene: The hallway after the party. Rachel is sitting there.]
RACHEL: No no, 'cause mayo, that would make it gross.
RACHEL: Yeah, well just be glad he's not playing a smaller instrument.
Ross: No-no, Im Im sure no one was looking. Just want some privacy. (He closes the screen and stares wide-eyed at Rachel.)
[cut to Gunther retraining Rachel.]
Rachel: Well, it is, all right? When we were out there today, all I kept thinking was: I can't believe Chandler is screwing this woman, but MAN this would be a nice place to live!
Rachel: The fear?
Rachel: Yeah.
Gunther: Rachel?
Rachel: Fine! Im sorry for your loss! (Hands it back to her.)
Rachel: Gunther, I quit.
Rachel: Oh how can you possibly know? Look at this mess, Tag! I mean, this is what Im talking about! You have to be organized! Youve got newspapers! Youve got magazines! You gotOhh! (Finds a picture.) And who is this chippy? A little young for you Tag, but whatever.
Rachel: No.
Rachel: Thanks.
Ross: You never cooked since 1996. (Actually Rachel cooked in �609 - TOW Ross Got High�, first aired 1999-11-25.)
Rachel: (worried) Okay please, youre kidding right?! I wrote that one as a joke for you!
Rachel: Oh... okay, just hide!
[Cut to Living Room, Rachel is sleeping on the couch, Ross is gone, the rest of them can finally emerge from their cell. They all wave good bye, and start to walk quietly out, as Monica goes and puts a blanket on Rachel. Joey starts walking all hunched over and bobbing his shoulders as he goes.]
Monica: Hey, you better hope that we're pregnant, because one way or another, we're giving a baby back to Rachel.
Gavin: Thank god you finally said that, I saw you make a note on your pad three hours ago. (Rachel throws away that paper) Man, I really bug you, don't I?
Joey: (To Rachel) Well look, hey, it's all your fault!
Rachel: Oooh, honey, you're not a total loser.
Ross: Oh, thank you. (She goes to kiss him, but he holds her coat up between their faces to stop her.) Hey, hey. (opens the door, sees Rachel, and hides Chloe behind the door) Rachel!!!!
Rachel: Wow.
Joey: Ross and Rachel left us a message saying they were getting married! Isnt that why you guys are here?
Rachel: Good luck.
Monica (as Rachel): ..well, why don't you tell them? After all it, is your ankle.
RACHEL: Oh I'm sorry, we're clo-... Hey sailor.
RACHEL: Hey, how'd the interview go?
Rachel: Whatyeahwhat, yknow what? I hope Emily is a lesbian.
Rachel: I know!
Rachel: Op.
Rachel: Oh yeah! (She gasps.) Oh my God! That is our friend! (Monica covers her face.) It's Naked Ross! (Monica turns and buries her face in Chandler's shoulder.)
Rachel: Oh, you got me.
Rachel: Oh God, I hate my job, I hate it, I hate my job, I hate it.
[Scene: Monica and Rachel's apartment. Monica and Rachel are doing Phoebe's makeup.]
[cut to Monica and Rachels.]
Rachel: Oh, that sounds great.
Rachel: Well, hey! How about right above the TV? (Points to the spot where her famous French poster is hanging). That way, it will be the first thing that you see when you walk in the door!
Rachel: Yes?!
Rachel: Come on Joey, I just bought you a new chair! The most expensive one in the store! Hey, yknow what I was thinking? We could name her Francette.
Rachel: Oh shoot! I work Monday nights.
(Rachel and Joey both laugh at that suggestion.)
Rachel: What!?
Rachel: To be nice.
Rachel: Uh-huh!
Rachel: I know!
Rachel: (entering, to Ross) The most unbelievable thing happened to me today.
Rachel: Hi! Uhh, do you guys have plans for the weekend? Because I have my sister on hold, and she said that we could use her cabin for the weekend and go skiing. Huh? Im asking you first, right?!. I mean Im playing by the rules.
Rachel: Uh-huh... why... do you not like them?
Rachel: Y'know, it was, uh.. it was actually really great. He took me to lunch at the Russian Tea Room, and I had that chicken, where y'know you poke it and all the butter squirts out...
[Rachel hits some tom-toms and ends up on the 'crash'-cymbal, which is in fact a ride-cymbal, but whatever...]
Rachel: Okay... Hey listen, just before you go I-I again, I just wanna say "thank you" for coming with me.
Rachel: Yeah, it's kinda like a 'good luck on your first day' sort of thing. (to Phoebe) Is this actually a lunchbox?
RACHEL: Hi. Well hey, you don't - you don't think they're kind of cool?
Rachel: I mean thats unbelievable.
Rachel: Thats all right.
Rachel: I don't know! I mean, what brought that on?
Ross: Come here. (he hugs Rachel) Listen, you deserve so much better than him...you know, I mean, you, you, you should be with a guy who knows what he has when he has you.
Rachel: So, how are you?
Rachel: Music. Very nice.
Rachel: Oh yeah, whats it about?
PHOEBE: Ok Rachel, make a special flan wish.
Gunther: What does Rachel see in this guy? I love Rachel. I wish she was my wife.
Rachel: Chandler! Youre smoking? What are you doing?!
Rachel: (deadpan) Oh look who it is, my husband. The apple of my eye.
Rachel: Well maybe hes just taking a nap.
Rachel: Yeah, and you dont mind if I call, because you only want good things for me.
Rachel: What? He said 'we should do it again', that's good, right?
Phoebe: Okay, so now they know that you know and they don't know that Rachel knows?
Rachel: So honey, what are you gonna do about the little girl?
Rachel: I'm going commando, too.
[Scene: Monica and Rachel's, Rachel and Ross are eating Chinese.]