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[Scene: Phoebe Sr.s house, theres a knock on the door.]
Phoebe Sr: Its open! Come in!
Phoebe Sr: Hi!
Phoebe Sr: Oh, thats okay, it gave me time to finish glazing my nipples.
Phoebe Sr: No, I was working on my pottery.
Phoebe Sr: Well, yeah, mostly nudes. It combines my two passions, pottery and erotica.
Phoebe Sr: Hey! Okay! Well thanks for coming out to see me. I just-I just thought it would be a very good idea to talk about this baby stuff in person. Yknow
Phoebe Sr: I really dont think its a very good idea, Phoebe.
Phoebe Sr: Well, because youd be giving up a baby, and I-I really dontI dont know if theres anything I can say that could make you understand the pain of giving up a baby. So, umm, (Picks up a puppy in the box next to the couch.)
Phoebe Sr: No-no-no, the-the puppys yours.
Phoebe Sr: Well, yeah! I mean yeah, but only for three days.
Phoebe Sr: I realise I dont have any right to start get all parenty on you and everything now, but umm, (Sees that Phoebe isnt paying attention and is busy mimicking the puppy.) uhh Phoebe, would you please look at me and not the puppy, its very important.
Phoebe Sr: I mean, I know what Im talking about. I gave up two babies, and I only wish I had someone there that had given up babies, that could tell me how terrible it is to give up babies. I just think that, it would be something you will regret every single day for the rest of your life. So, how ever hard it is to give up this puppy, it would be like a million times harder to give up a child. (Phoebe is playing with the puppy again, and not listening) I really shouldnt have given you the puppy first.
Phoebe Sr: (entering) Hi! Whats going on?
Phoebe Sr: But Phoebe
Phoebe Sr: Oh, I-I-I understand all that, but its justthat was my puppy.
Phoebe Sr: Uh-huh. Wow! Well, look! Theres Frank. (points to the picture.)
Frank Sr.: Y'know, I don't think I want the lipstick that much. (Gets up to leave.) But umm Oh, would you do me a favor? And umm, would you, would you give Lilly that, please? (Hands her a note.)
Phoebe Sr.: I know. Im mad at me too.
Frank Sr.: Well Lilly, when you see Lilly would you give her that, that note? Because I wanted to talk to her at the memorial but, well I pictured her getting mad at me the way you got mad at me and I well, I chickened out. So, uh, I wrote her that note, would you give it to her please?
Phoebe Sr.: Noo! No! It wasnt like that I... Remember how I told you how Lily, Frank, and I we were, we were close. Well, we were, we were very close.
Phoebe Sr.: Well, I dont know. I mean its not like we dont have anything in common. I mean I like uh, pizza.
Phoebe Sr: What are you doing here?!
Phoebe Sr: Ahh, yes.
Phoebe Sr.: So I guess youd like to know how it all happened.
[Scene: Phoebe Sr. house, she is a real estate agent and is trying to sell a house over the phone. By the way, its still raining outside.]
Phoebe Sr: Well, yes, its kindve an unusual house. It has umm, three beautiful bedrooms and ah, no baths. But y'know, the ocean is right there.
Frank Sr.: All right. Well, y'know in my defense I was a lousy father.
Phoebe Sr: Take it easy--if you want, theres cookies on the counter, or, or--sangria! (jumps up) I can make sangria!
Phoebe Sr: Oh.
Phoebe Sr: What?!
Phoebe Sr: Then don't break in!!
Phoebe Sr.: Wait!
Phoebe Sr.: Well, the-the three of us we were, kind of umm, a couple.
Phoebe Sr.: (to Phoebe) Im your mother.
Phoebe Sr.: Well, we were...
Phoebe Sr.: Well, Im so sorry. I thought I was leaving you with the best parents in the world, I didnt even hear about your Mom and Dad til a couple of years ago, and by then you were already grown up. I dont know, youre here, and I would, I would really, I would like to get to know you.
Frank Sr.: Yes. Yes it is. I burned the formula and I put your diapers on backwards. I mean, I made up a song to sing you to sleep, but that made you cry even more!
Phoebe Sr.: I knew it, wow!!
Phoebe Sr: All right, the man in the picture is Chuck Magioni.
Phoebe Sr.: No, Im not done. I-I-I just want you to know that I, the reason I didnt look you up was, well I was afraid that youd react, just well like, the way, the way youre reacting right now, and cant we just, y'know, start from here?
Phoebe Sr.: Ohh, so cute.
Phoebe Sr: Oh gosh, Lily, yes. Of course I remember Lily. I... Then you must be?
Phoebe Sr.: Ill go in a second, I-I just wanted to tell you that there hasnt been a day where I didnt regret giving you up.
Phoebe Sr: The three losers. Oh, poor Lily. (Phoebe notices a picture on the fridge, takes it, and puts it in her pocket.) Ohh, y'know I-I heard about what happened, that must have been just terrible for you, losing your mother that way.
Phoebe Sr: Oh no, I-Im sorry, I guess we lost track of everybody after high school.
Frank Sr.: Thank you. All right.
Frank Sr.: It really says that?!
Frank Sr.: Oh yes. Yes, yes, I am, uh-hmm.
Frank Sr.: Well, that's why you wanted me to come, right?
Frank Sr.: Yes, yes I was.
Phoebe Sr: Y'know I wanted to tell you yesterday, but I just, I kinda felt all floopy, and...
Frank Sr.: Are you sure?
Frank Sr.: She what?!
Frank Sr.: Oh! What about, what about the girls?
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Frank Sr.: So would it, would it make you feel better if I said I was very, very sorry that I left?
Frank Sr.: So, what did Francis leave me?
[cut to Phoebe Sr.s house, from the last episode]
Frank Sr.: Well then I guess then I-I would I would have to say C.
Frank Sr.: Well no, just-just that one. But, it was stupid. Let's see, how did it, how did it go. Umm. (Singing.)
Frank Sr.: Shh! (Whispers) No! Joe Hill!
Frank Sr.: I just, I y'know, I'm not very good at this. So, umm (Backs away.)
Phoebe Sr.: You do?! Wait, I like umm, the Beetles.
Frank Sr.: Yeah, yeah. Why?
Phoebe Sr.: Hey! Me too!
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Phoebe Sr: Youre Erwins daughter?!
Frank Sr.: I can't believe this. I justI can't believe this. How-howOh my God. How long ago?
[Scene: Central Perk, Frank Sr. is just arriving.]
[Scene: Phoebe Sr.s house, its right after she told Phoebe that shes her birth mother.]
[Scene: Phoebe Sr.s house, Phoebe is breaking in through a window.]
Frank Sr.: Oh. Huh. It's huh, well it's (opens it) oh it'sew used. Umm, cool.
Phoebe Sr: (on phone) Ah, oh, hang on a second. (to Phoebe) Come in, come in. (on phone) All right, so think about it, and call me back. (hangs up)
(She starts walking across the darkened room and hits her head on a wind chime hanging from the ceiling, to stop it from making a noise she grabs it and Shhhs it. She goes into the kitchen and finds Phoebe Sr.s appointment book, to read it she opens the freezer. Just as she starts to read, Phoebe Sr. jumps out from her bedroom with a coat hanger, startling Phoebe.)
Phoebe Sr: No, no, thats just Chuck Magioni, I-I sold him a house last year! And Im very sorry, but I dont know where your Father is, and thats the truth.
Phoebe Sr.: Yeah, I guess youre right.
Phoebe Sr: But umm, youre right. I think that a person should know where they come from. Wh-which is why I ah, (pause) ahh, (pause) okay. Im your mother.
Phoebe Sr.: Well, any how, some how I got pregnant, and, and I was scared. I was stupid and sellfish, and I was 18 years old. I mean, you remember what its like to be eighteen years old?
Phoebe Sr: Ohh, well. Y'know we were always together, in fact the had a nickname for the three of us.
Frank Sr.: (Seeing the look on her face) Y'know what? Strike that. My name uh, actually is-is Joe. Uh, Joe umm, Hill.
Phoebe Sr.: Sorry. But just one last thing. Y'know you came looking for family. Im family, Im it. Now, now Im done. (starts to leave)
Frank Sr.: Y'know what, I gotta go. And thank you so much for coming. (Hands back his glasses and hurries out.)
Frank Sr.: Phoebe, I-I-I-umm, (Sits down next to her and brushes against her leg.) Oops. (He backs up.) I just, I-I-I-I dont, I dont know what to say. I just can't believe that you're my daughter, you're so pretty.
Phoebe: (singing) ...fuchsia and mauvvve. Those are the 66 colours of my bedroommmm. (applause) Thank you, thank you. Ohh, and I invite you to count the colours in your bedroom. (Sees that Phoebe Sr. has entered, and to her) Except for you. You go away.