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Ross: Yeah! Anyway, I-I still think we should try to patch things up, yknow? Like uh, maybe we could get him to get tickets to another Knicks game and invite him.
Joey: Oh hey listen I got us tickets to a Knicks game tonight.
Ross: Hey! So uh, was he excited about the tickets?
Monica: Yeah! You already got the first class tickets; you got the lounge! I mean we should get free stuff too! I mean youre not the only ones on your honeymoon!
Monica: She's living my life, and she's doing it better than me! Look at this, look. She buys tickets for plays that I wanna see. She, she buys clothes from stores that I'm intimidated by the sales people. She spent three hundred dollars on art supplies.
Chandler: Tickets please! (Rachel hands over the tickets) Thats courtside baby!
Joey: Come on, season tickets! Season tickets, do you know what that means?
Joey: (laughs) No. But I got Knicks tickets for you, me, and Chandler.
Ross: How about we settle this right now! (He rips up the tickets.) There! Now, no one's going to the game. Ha-ha-ha!
Hums While He Pees: I know its really lame, but I got these tickets from my boss andOh no! No! No! My God!
Chandler: Oh, it doesnt matter. (Kisses her on the top of her head.) Hey, yknow what, Ive got two tickets to tonights Rangers game, you wanna come with me?
Phoebe: No! No! Its just that he gave me three tickets and there are six of us!
Ross: Youre gonna love me so much. I got Sting tickets!! (Holds up two.)
Rachel: All right, okay, look, what if you could keep the apartment and get the tickets?
Phoebe: If we are not doing it together, we're not doing it at all! So, say goodbye to your tickets! (She holds out the bowl, and makes as to drop the tickets on the street).
Joey: Oh well, the powerball lottery is upto 300 million and they don't sell tickets here in New York, so...
Phoebe: What a beautiful night to be running around the street, looking for tickets. And the wind sure made it fun.
Phoebe: Well okay but I have two tickets to the ballroom dance finals. (She holds up the tickets that Kyle gave her.)
Rachel: Would you like to go to a basketball game with me? (Tries again.) You know, its funny, basketball, because I happen to have tickets too (Tries again.) Umm, who likes the Knicks(Joshua comes in from the dressing room.)
Rachel: I got the tickets! I got the tickets! Five hours from now, shoop, shoop, shoop.
Joshua: Yeah, that would be fantastic! My-my nephew is crazy about the Knicks! This is fantastic, thank you so much Rachel. (He takes the tickets and leaves as Mr. Waltham returns.)
(All are returning from the street after picking up dropped lottery tickets)
MONICA: Guys, we bought the tickets.
CHANDLER: Why, it's six tickets to Hootie and the Blowfish! The Blowfish!
Mr. Waltham: I-I was wondering, my niece you see is in from Londonwell Shropshire really but yknowwell shes about your age I say. Anyway I have tickets for the opera, Die Fledermaus, and I was wondering if youd like to keep her company this evening?
Rachel: I have an extra ticket. An extra ticket. Not, two tickets, I have an extra ticket.
Ross: I dropped him off at Carols. (To Phoebe) Anyway, it turns out that Im not going to be able to get those tickets though.
Joey: (examining the tickets) Oh my God! Those are almost right on the floor!
Ross: Look, I dont think so Pheebs. (Pause) All right, Ill do it. But just because youre a friend. (Grabs the tickets and heads to divert Whitney.)
Chandler: Buh-bye. (Hangs up the phone) I just got us reservations at Michelles and tickets to the Musicman to celebrate our first holiday season as a betroughed couple.
Phoebe: Wait. Really?! Cause mine get me out of tickets.
Joey: Three tickets to today's Rangers game!!
Chandler: (to Mon) She's right, you shouldn't have bought tickets just for us ...
Phoebe: Oh, you guys! We've got to keep all the tickets together (takes the bowl from Ross and puts it on the table)
Ursula: Umm, no. See I already thought she was dead so I kinda made my peace with it. Plus, I'm going to a concert tomorrow. So I'd invite you, but umm, I only have two tickets left.
Rachel: (surprised) OH! Alright, you know what? That's it! I want my share of the tickets (picks up the bowl)!
Chandler: Yes, of course. (Shows him the tickets.)
Joey: (to Ross) Hey! Here's the birthday boy! Ross, check it out: hockey tickets, Rangers-Penguins, tonight at the Garden, and we're taking you.
Joey: Well, you gotta give him something that he cant say no too. Like uh, Knicks tickets! Invite the guy to a Knicks game, youre guaranteed hell say yes!
Monica: Ok, fine!! I bought 20 extra tickets for me and Chandler.
Mr. Waltham: (entering) I almost forget the tickets, didnt I?
Message: (Phoebe's voice) "Hello. Th-this is the pigeon from the balcony calling to apologise" (they all turns to look at Phoebe) "I sh.. I shouldn't have knocked the tickets out of the pretty lady's hand. It-it was all my fault. Not hers. Bye. Coo."
[Scene: Central Perk, Joey is whining to Chandler about the tickets.]
Joey: You have Knicks tickets?
Monica: Yep! You got the tickets?
Monica: Ok, here we go. We need to sort out the tickets as quickly as possible to see if we've won. So does anybody have any ideas how to organize this? (doesn't let them answer) Ok, how about this: we divide them into 6 groups of 40, and the remaining 10 can be read by whoever finishes their pile first.
Rachel: I uh, I have two tickets to the Knicks game tonight if youre interested, just as a thank you for this week.
Monica: Hey, maybe I'll drive you up there! I'd like to buy some tickets myself!
Chandler: I paid for those tickets!
Joey: No dude, Ross tore up the tickets!
Chandler: Let me finish ... (to everyone else) however, it doesn't look like I'm gonna get this job so I can't afford to have principles, so screw you, the tickets are ours!! (takes tickets from Rachel)
Joey: Hey, if anybody gets extra tickets, it should be me! This all thing was my idea! (takes the bowl from Monica)
Hums While He Pees: Hey uh, I dont mean to be presumptuous but I have these two tickets to the ballroom dancing finals tomorrow night if you want to go?
Chandler: Forty-five minutes? We have tickets to the Musicman at 8:00.
Ross: Come on! (They go to the jetway, Ross hands the tickets to the gate agent.) Here.
Rachel: Ok, well Monica, suppose one of your "special" tickets win? How are you gonna feel when you win the lottery and you lose all your friends?
Joey: Oh comelook, when I was a kid my dads company gave season tickets to the number one salesman every year, all right? My dad never won! Of course, he wasnt in the sales division, but still, I never ever, ever forgot that!
Monica: (grabbing the gift from him and opening it) Okay! There you go! It's two tickets to Vegas!
Phoebe: Hey, thank you so much for these tickets, Chandler.
Joey: Yeah, I want my tickets too (takes the bowl from Rachel)! And I'm buying the Knicks! And Steffi Graff, ah ah!
Monica: They're all in there! Even these five that I hid in my bra (takes some tickets out of her bra and gives them to Phoebe)...
Phoebe: Your kid is seven?! (Ross nods, "Yes.") (To the rest) Hes really small. (To Ross) Please! Please get the tickets!
(Ross runs out to get the tickets.)
Airline Employee: Uh sir, may I see your tickets please?
Monica: You see, if wed gone around them like I said, weShe wouldve given us those tickets. Damnit!
Monica: (entering with Rachel) All right boys, last chance for the tickets!
Estelle: Joey! Its Estelle! Great news, I was able to get you and one guest tickets to your premiere.
Trudie Styler: Im not giving concert tickets to someone whod use their son like this!
Chandler: You know, you should really go on this show. All right, listen, I got three tickets to the Rangers tonight. What'd ya' say?
Joey: One guest? You told me I can have six tickets!
Rachel: Yeah, my mom got my dads season tickets in the divorce, so she just gave them to me.
Rachel: You guys are gonna love meee! Okay, check it out, Thursday night, five tickets, Calvin Klein lingerie show, and you guys are coming with me. (theyre all silent and look away) Okay, I said that out loud right?
Rachel: Oh, if she jumps, I get her tickets.
Phoebe: Hey will you get me tickets too?
Phoebe: Ok, well, are all the tickets in the bowl?
(Rachel comes out of their bedroom waving tickets)
(they just look at her for a moment; then they go back to checking the tickets)
Joey: Look, my agent hooked me up with six tickets to a great play.
Phoebe: Hey Monica, what about your extra tickets?
Ross: I'm just, I'm just glad I didn't miss my daughter's first words (goes back to checking the tickets).
Monica: There are no tickets on the nightstand!
Ross: Fine, two tickets, I need two tickets.
Phoebe: (singing) Rosss can! Give me the tickets! Ross can give me the tickets!!
Rachel: Oh, that's why you got these tickets to that play, to get rid of us??
JOEY: Thanks.� (Joey and Chandler exit to the hall.� Joey pulls out the tickets and hands one to Chandler.)� Here's your ticket.
Monica: God! Look at all these tickets! It's so exciting! You know I haven't won anything since the sixth grade.
Phoebe: Well its justits one of those situations that I just hate. Yknow? A massage client gave me three tickets to the Helmet-Pelts exhibit at the Morgan Chase museum.
Trudie Styler: Are you here for tickets?
[Scene: The ticket-counter. Ross and Phoebe have their tickets and start looking at the screens in order to find the gate.]
Phoebe: Uh-huh, yeah thats too bad. I really want to go to his concert Friday night, but its totally sold out. I know! Why dont you meet him and get tickets?! If you get two Ill take you.
Chandler: Honey, there are like 20 tickets on the nightstand!
Ross: Why dont you come, I mean, I-I have two tickets, why not?
Ross: Oh, but I've got tickets to the Van Gogh exhibit! I've been waiting like a year for this.
Joey: Wait a minute, you can't go to Tulsa. Maybe you forgot, but we've got tickets to the Jets game next week.
CHANDLER: Joey just called.� He's got courtside Knicks tickets for him and me tomorrow night.
CHANDLER: So, you uh, you think that Speed Racer guy gets a lot of tickets er?
Joey: Uh, listen I gotta double check for tickets tonight. Who-who got what?