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Bob: Uh, Phoebe we've been getting complaints and uh, we're gonna move you to a less high-profile spot.
Rachel: Now, now the one in the feather boa, that's Dr. Francis. Now, she used to be a man. Okay, now look, see, there's Raven. We hate her. We're glad she's dying. Okay- (Marcel pushes down a cushion to reveal a shoe) Wh- wh- Marcel, are you playing with Monica's shoes? You know you're not supposed to pl- whoah. Marcel, did you poo in the shoe? (Takes the shoe into the kitchen) Marcel, bad monkey! Oh! Oh! (She notices the newsletter and taps the contents of the shoes onto it, then folds it shut) Sorry, Barry. Little engagement gift. I'm sure you didn't register for that. (She leaves the apartment holding the newsletter at arm's length. However, she leaves the door open. Marcel runs out in the opposite direction. There is a shot from the TV and Rachel runs back in) Who died? Who died? Roll him over! Oh, c'mon, roll him over! Oh...! Well, we know it wasn't Dexter, right Marcel? Because- (Looks down and notices he is missing) Marcel? Marc- (Notices the open door)
Monica: Oh, I can't. We're throwing Phoebe a bachelorette party.
Rachel: See look Amy, we're a lot closer to Monica and Chandler. We see them every day. And truthfully honey, you don't seem very connected to the baby.
Chandler: You had a dream about a girl that I am seeing?! Oh, that is so cool! (To Monica) I can't tell you how many times I've dreamt about a girl that he was seeing. (Seeing Monica's stare.) (To Joey) Anyway we're talking about your dream. (To Monica) I love you. (To Joey) Your dream? (Leans in to listen closely.)
Monica: Nothing. I just think it's nice when we're all here together.
Phoebe: You know what, we're gonna have sex. Let's just leave it there.
Phoebe: Oh no! No no! Not at all. We're just moving in right now. See where it goes.
Rachel: Nothing! Oh God, we're just so excited that you want to get this apartment!
The Casting Director: Actually, that can't happen. Yeah because you all have such different looks, we're putting you with Raymond and Kyle with Ben. So it'll be either you two (Points to Joey and Raymond) or you two. (Points to Kyle and Ben.) (Exits.)
Chandler: For your information, I was staring at her baby. We're about to be parents.
Doctor: It looks like we're about ready over here.
Chandler: Seriously, we're gonna do this?
Rachel: All right! Well, uh... (to Monica) we're gonna hit the beach?
CHANDLER: Oh, we're gonna flip for the baby?
Rachel: I don't know, I'm not trying to do anything, it's just, we have such a good time when we're together, you know... I mean, aren't you just a... little curious... (insinuating) what that would be like?...
Chandler: No, we're playing this game I learned at work. You have to name all the states in six minutes.
ROSS: Ok, then you're gonna have to understand that you're with a guy who's not gonna stop planning his future with you because he knows that we're gonna end up together and if that scares you, tough, 'cause you're gonna have to deal with that.
Monica: We're with you. We got it.
Monica: Hey, you better hope that we're pregnant, because one way or another, we're giving a baby back to Rachel.
Stanley: It-it's probably just temporary. We're hoping to get some more money soon, so if could just uh, hang out.
Rachel: Well, yeah! We're cool. Totally cool.
Monica: Ok, trying to turn me on by making a mess? Know your audience! Besides, tomorrow we're doing those fertility tests and until then you need to keep your tadpoles in the tank.
MONICA: Sorry we're late.
JOEY: Uhh, this is it, this is how we're gonna die. Ready?
Ross: Oh! You are gonna love it! (The girl is looking in the other direction as Ross is taking off his own coat, revealing the pink and white ladies shirt) and I'm so glad, we're finally doing this.
Chandler: We're flipping Monica's mattress.
ROSS: Uh, actually, we're getting a cat.
Phoebe: Oh, Jason? Yeah, uh-huh, we're seeing each other tonight.
CAROL: We're uh, we're getting married.
Joey: I don't know. We're talking about whipped fish, Monica. I'm just happy I'm keeping it down, y'know?
Phoebe: We're so stupid! Do you know what's going on in there? They're trying to take Joey!
Joey: Jan-ice. 'Cause I, just, I feel bad for Ross, you know, we-we always go together, we're like the three hocke-teers.
Larry: (coming back) We're outta here!
Monica: We're so sorry.
Chandler: (to Monica) No, I think we're just blurry shapes to him now.
Joey: I know, I know..., but that's okay. I mean, we can control ourselves, we're not animals.
RACH: No, you guys, you really don't have to go, we're done talking.
Ross: No, actually I was just saying it looks like we're not sitting together. But now you mention it, there was ice there that night... It was the first frost...
Janice: We're baack!
Ross: Me neither, okay? We are - we're done being stupid.
Chandler: We're not gonna have this conversation again... Look at this place. Why am I so intimidated by this guy? Pretentious art, this huge macho couch. When we know all he does is sit around all day crying about losing Monica to a real man! (laughs) You don't think he's here, do you? (Joey looks around)
Chandler: (interrupting) Whoa-whoa-whoa! We're having kids?!
Monica: Well you can't! We're booked solid for the next month!
CHANDLER AND JOEY: Hi. We're the guys who called about the baby. We left the baby on ths bus. Is he here? Is he here?
Monica: We're switching rooms.
Chandler: (deadpan, standing next to Monica) We're very happy for you.
Chandler: It's "Ride of the Valkyries" from "Apocalypse Now"... See, here's the thing: The corn rose were really a solution to your frizzy hair problem. And now that we're home, we don't have that problem anymore, so if you think about it... I hate them!
Phoebe: Yes, and her boyfriend. But we're celebrating Thanksgiving in December 'cause he is lunar.
ROSS: Why, why, why can't you stand me being here? I don't, I, we're just, ya know, we're just havin' fun.
Ross: Oh, well of course, the humiliating. So, so wee, we're okay.
Rachel: No, I'm sorry, we're all out of those. Anybody else?
Rachel: Nothing! Oh God, we're just so excited that you want to get this apartment!
Chandler: (stops her) We're in a relationship?
Ross: Okay. So we're, we're good?
Ross: Oh, but it's a kind game! So we're a little late, you know, the girls will be there, let's stay just for one more goal.
Joey: (opening the door wearing nothing but a sock, and holding a dart board over the `Little General.') Hey! (Chandler turns down the TV) Now, we're not actually gonna be sleeping in her, but do you mind?
Chandler: Here's the thing, Janice. You know, I mean, it's like we're different. I'm like the bing, bing, bing. You're like the boom, boom, (Chandler flails his hand out and hits Janice in the eye)... boom.
Monica: Oh, we're not doing that. Okay
Steve: Yes, that's right. We're excited about the level of sophistication you'll be bringing to the job.
Phoebe: Okay, alright, you buy me a soda, and then we're even. Okay?
MONICA: Could you guys please try to keep it down, we're trying to start a Boggle tournament.
JOEY: How do we say yes now and make it seem like we're not doin' it just to ride in the cool car?
Joey: Ah, can I just say I know we're doing this for Ross, and that's cool, but if it was up to me, this is not what we'd be doing on our first date.
Rachel: Okidoki! (and she slams the door in the nanny's face while Ross crumples up the application form) Wow! We're never gonna find a nanny.
Ross: Okay, okay, so we're in the car. Right? And bang! A shot was fired. And Joey with no regard for his own safety throws himself on me!
Ross: We're shushing... because... we're trying to hear something. Listen. (everyone is silent) Don't you hear that?
Joey: No, I know, yeah I know we're great but Rach no... this... this can't happen!
Chandler: Oh, is this about you-you dating the nurse? Yeah, Joey already told me, and I am so-so fine. I mean, you and I we're just, y'know, we're nothing, we're goofin' around.
Ross: (catching the ball) Monica! Stop throwing it so hard! We're on the same team!
Young Ethan: Uh, listen um, as long as we're telling stuff, uh, I have another one for you. I'm a little younger than I said.
CAROL: Uh, we're going down to Colonial Williamsburg.
Monica: So what, you're not the only one. I mean, half the time we don't know where we're going. You've just gotta figure at some point it's all gonna come together, and it's just gonna be... un-floopy.
Rachel: Hi! Sorry- sorry we're late, we, uh, kinda just, y'know, lost track of time.
Ross: It doesn't matter! It's my principles! We're talking about my principles!
Monica: Oh my God, oh my God, that letter is gonna go in our file! We're never gonna get a kid. No, we're gonna be one of those old couples that collects orchids or has a lot of birds!
Chandler: So we're standing firm on the 'not getting our hopes up'?
Monica: Yeah, I think we're ready for our first course. (Steve sits, Monica brings over a tray) OK, um, these are rot-shrimp ravioli, and celantro pondou sauce... (Steve starts to eat them one by one, quickly)... with just a touch of mints... and... (he finishes)... ginger.
Rachel: Y'know what Ross? You're not going anywhere. You're gonna sit right here. I'm gonna make you a cup of tea and we're gonna talk this thing whole out. All right? (She goes out to talk to Dave) Hey, Dave!
ROSS: Monica, Monica, you could come in straddling him, they still wouldn't believe it. [opens door] We're here.
Chandler: Yeah Ross, I mean... we're excited to hear the speech but the rest of the time we're gonna wanna do, you know, "island's stuff".
Ross: I've seen her at work, but I always figured, ah-huh? But, uh, I made her dinner. We had a great time. And we're going out again tomorrow.
Roger: That's tough. Tough stuff. C'mon, Pheebs, we're gonna catch that movie, we gotta get going.
Monica: Because I know that you think the lottery is "boohaki" but we're all here and gonna watch the numbers and have fun. And you're my brother, and I want you to be a part of this.
Teacher: And we're dancing. A-five, six, seven, eight...
Rachel: It wouldn't have mattered anyway, Phoebe, you and I are, are gonna live together, we're roommates; that's the deal.
Phoebe: Hey, you know what, I've never had a one-year anniversary before, so no matter where we go, I'm wearing something fancy pants, and... I'm gonna put on my finest jewelry and we're gonna have sex in a public rest room.
Ross: (To the rest of Central Perk) We're rehearsing a Greek play.
CAROL: Nothing. Ok, everything. I think we're calling off the wedding.
Chandler: See, now, why would you assume that? Just because we're married? I will have you know that we are very hip, happening people. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to get back to reading the obituaries.
MONICA: OK, wait, wait, wait, wait. You know what? Ross, let's - let's switch places. You get in the middle. No un-, ya know, unless this looks like we're trying to cover something up.
RACHEL: (as herself) "Well, should we just continue to live together and not really tell each other how we're really feeling?"
Monica: I'm sorry honey, but we're gonna take you shopping. It's gonna be fine.
EDDIE: Not Sean Penn. Alright, I, I've got a funny one, alright. My last girlfriend Tilly. Ok, we're eating breakfast, right, and I made all these pancakes, there was like 50 pancakes right. And all of the sudden she turns to me, alright, and she says, 'Eddie.' I say, 'yeah,' she says, 'Eddie, I don't want to see you anymore.' And it was literally like she had reached into my chest, ripped out my heart, and smeared it all over my life, ya know. And now there's like this incredible abyss, ya know, and I'm falling and I keep falling and I don't think I'm ever gonna stop. [finishes laughing] That uh, wasn't such a funny story, was it?
Chandler: And, we're done with the yogurt. (Sets yogurt down on table)
Angela: We're just friends.
CHANDLER: No, just wanna make sure we're on the same page.
Chandler: Y'know, I sensed that I should stop. So we're okay?
MONICA: Oh, absolutely. Yeah, you know I'm not even thinking about that thing that we're not supposed to think about.
(In the rooms next door, Joey, Rachel, Ross and Charlie stop kissing and try to understand what the yelling was about. After a while they continue kissing. We're back in Chandler and Monica's room. Monica has some of her own hair stuffed in her mouth by Chandler.)
Ross: Uh, Rach, we're running low on resumes over here.