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Monica: Thanks. Like, check out my new catering stuff. (Picks up two frying pans) Look at this! I'm an omelet station! Omelet? Made to order!
Joey: Thanks, man. And oh, while you're at it, could you get her a card?
Joey: Wow. Thanks. So, uh, what happened?
Joey: You got it. Thanks man. Thanks for doing this, I owe you one. (Joey leaves, comes back in.) Oh, hey! There wasn't any change from that twenty, was there?
Phoebe: Excuse me. Excuse me! (Mrs. Bukart stops singing) Thanks. Um, clearly this is a very, very hard time for you. Um, but, um, we provided a service, and we deserve to be paid because you ate that service, and, um, we are not leaving here until we're paid every penny. 'Cause you know what, lady? We're part time caterers, and we have no place else to go.
Rachel: Thanks!
Kathy: Well, uh, when Joey gave it to me, he said, "This is 'cause I know ya like Rabbits, and I know ya like cheese." Thanks. I love it. And I know how hard it must have been for you to find.
Rachel: Oh, you guys are gonna have so much fun! She's at such a cute age. Oh, a couple things. Now that she's eating solid food, she poops around the clock. And watch out for your hair, 'cause she likes to grab it. And oh, she's also in this phase where if you leave the room, she screams bloody murder, but ah... Thanks, you guys. Have fun!
Erin: Ohh, listen. Ive got to get going. Today was great, thanks!
Phoebe: (to the director) Merci. Au revoir. (Translation: Thanks, goodbye.)
Phoebe: Thanks! Y'know, that when you say things like that it makes me wanna rip that sweater vest right off!
Ross: Hey, tell Dan, Thanks.
Joey: Thanks, but I kinda have a problem to deal with here.
Phoebe: Thanks.
Chandler: Oh, thanks, but I think she'd feel like we're gangin' up on her.
Phoebe: Thanks!
Ross: Oh, thanks! (Takes it and throws it back into the box and leaves.)
Joey: Thanks.
Rachel: Thanks, you can just put it on the table.
Fake Monica: Oh. Thanks.
Phoebe: Goodie! Thanks. So, how is it living with Rachel again? I mean, apart from the great food.
Phoebe: All good, thanks. (to Rachel) Do you maybe have a nickname have like a nickname thats easier to rhyme?
Coma Guy: Well,... thanks.
Carol: Well, thanks for the books.
Ross: Thanks Rach.
PHOEBE: Thanks. [gets out of the cab]
Phoebe: (sips it) Its so good. (Monica and Rachel breath a sigh of relief.) Oh, thanks.
Ronni: Thanks. You're, uh, you're a good kid.
Ronni: Thanks.
Monica and Phoebe: (in unison) Thanks.
Joey: Cool, thanks.
Ross: Thanks. I know you guys like to give me a hard time and all, but it really means a lot to me that you like her. Just knowing that you guys are
Rachel: Thanks, you can just put it on the table.
Katie: Oh, thanks! That's so sweet! (She punches Rachel like she punched Joey.)
Charlie: You know, by the way. I heard you tell her not to do anything. Thanks for sticking up for me. You are such a nice person.
Ross: Thanks. (Gets up and as he does so, the sound returns. Without another word he heads into her bathroom.)
Ross: Thanks.
Chandler: Mom. Thanks for wearing something. (They hug.) (Shes wearing a tight dress with a lot of cleavage showing.)
Monica: Oh, no thanks, we're just here to observe.
Phoebe: All right, wait just one more second. Hi, it's Phoebe and Rachel's. Please leave a message, thanks!
Carol: Thanks.
Phoebe: Thanks, Ross.
Chandler: Deposit my specimen? You know, usually I have to call a 900 number for that kind of talk. Thanks, got it.
Ross: Thank you, thanks. (Sits down next to the girls) Yeah, I lost it. Yknow, Im not gonna play anymore, (to Phoebe) would you, can you finish my set?
Ross: Thanks! (walks out of the room and starts hugging the wall) Thank you! (closes the door)
Tom: Thanks... uh... I'm so sorry about Ross, it's...
Susan: Thanks.
Julie: Oh, thanks, sweetie.
Chandler: This is great, another Thanksgiving with nothing to give thanks for.
Monica: Oh thanks. (Reading the bill) Champagne, strawberries Oh my God! I cant believe Chandler ordered porn on our wedding night!
Chandler: (from his bedroom) Thanks!
All: No thanks.
Guy: No thanks.
Rachel: Hi. Thanks for the party, honey. Should I help you clean up?
Ross: Yeah, you're right, thanks Pheebs, I'm gonna go find her.
Monica: Thanks. (Goes to fetch him.)
DUNCAN: Thanks.
Ross: Yeah, no, youre right, I know, youre right, Im not, Im not gonna do it. All right, thanks guys. (Gets up to leave.)
Joey: Hey! I did it. I called my producer. I told him I had a family emergency, he totally bought it. Thanks for teaching me how to lie Pheebs.
JOEY: Thanks.
Chandler: (running around the apartment pointing out things) Bedroom. Bathroom. Living room. This right here is the kitchen, and thanks for coming by, (opens door) Bye-bye.
Barry: (into intercom) Thanks, Bernice. (To Rachel) Let's go away this weekend.
RTST: Hi, thanks for coming in again.
JADE: Thanks.
Joey: Right. Thanks. It's June. I'm outta here. (Exits.)
Rachel: Nooo! (She grabs the phone and Chandler takes her place on the mat.) (On phone) Hello? (Listens) Oh, yeah, no, I know, I-I haven't been using it much. (Listens) Oh, well, thanks, but, I'm okay, really.
Ross: Of course not, it smells like wine, which you spilled! And thanks for wrecking my sheet by the way.
Chandler: Really? He does? (taking the phone) Hey, buddy, what's up! Oh, she told you about that, huh. Well, yeah, I have one now and then. Well, yeah, now. Well, it's not that big- ..well, that's true,.. Gee, y'know, no-one- no-one's ever put it like that before. Well, okay, thanks! (He hands the phone back and stubs out his cigarette.)
MONICA: Well, thanks anyway.
Rachel: Well, Ive been up since six. Thanks to somebodys dumb-ass rooster.
Joey: Yeah! I'm fine! Thanks! (He starts to leave, but gets an idea and stops.) Hey Rach, how you doin'?
Joey: Oh thanks. Thanks. It was great meetin ya. And listen if any of my friends gets married, or have a birthday, or a Tuesday
CHANDLER: No, I'm alright, thanks.
CHANDLER: Thanks.
CHANDLER: You're welcome. Hey Joey, thanks for parking the car [passes the dollar back].
Ross: Thanks you guys, I really appreciate this. All right, I'm gonna get packing again. Man, I've been moving around so much I'm beginning to feel like a nomad.
MONICA: Thanks again.
Ross: Thanks. (he takes the card) Hey, I know where this place is! It used to be an X-rated video... (pauses when he realizes what he is saying) florist. (he goes away)
Ross: Thanks. (Joey hugs him) OK.
MONICA: Yeah, thanks. You know what?
TILLY: Thanks.
Monica: Aww thanks! God Will Im so glad that you came! You look great! You mustve lost like
Ross: Oh thank you. Thanks very much. (Leans up against the board and on a thumbtack.) Ow! (He pulls away.)
Joey: I don't know, but one of the extras sure did! (pause) Hey, listen Rach. Thanks again for coming down to watch my scenes!
Rachel: I don't care that you left. I'm just glad that you're here. Thanks you guys!
JOEY: Thanks Ross.
Joey: Thanks! I've been working out. Hey listen, is it obvious that I'm wearing six sweaters?
PHOEBE: Ok, thanks. Sorry, again
JOEY: Oh, thanks, thanks. Bye bye Jeannie.
Ross: Thanks? But I have plans; Elizabeth and I are going out of town.
CHANDLER: Hey thanks. Scott Alexander, Joey Tribbianni. Joey is a uh, fellow processor.
Chandler: Thanks for trying. (grabs the ticket and starts to leave) Oh, and by the way there is no Count Rushmore!
Ross: Oh, thanks, Pheebs!
Joey: Everybody smile! (The picture is taken) Okay, thanks a lot! Enjoy your stay at Caesar's! We hope it's toga-rrific! (The family leaves.) Kill me. Kill me now.
Monica: Helloooo? Yeah. Oh my God. Thanks.
PHOEBE: Yes, hi, Mr. Adelman. Thanks for meeting me.
Phoebe: Okay, thanks. Yeah, I'll try that.
Chandler: Oh! Thanks, I'm crazy about our place. Hey! speaking of crazy... do you have a history of mental illness in the family?
Guy: Well thanks. (starts to leave)
Ross: (to Susan) Thanks a lot.
Jill: Oh great! Thanks Ross, youre such a good friend!
Monica: Wow! Your lip went bald. (Richard pays the clerk) Hey, thanks.
Joey: You do, thanks.
Joey: Thanks. Yeah, I figure if I wear these in my scenes at least I wont get spit in the eyes, yknow?
Ross: Thanks.
Monica: Thanks.
Ross: Thanks, Dad, really, I ju... you know, I just, I just needed to know, um... when did you start to feel like a father?