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Chandler: We're just hanging out by the spoons. Ladle?
Ross: Carol, we've been through this before, ok? We have a good time. We laugh, we play. It's like we're father and son.
Monica: Me? What are you talking about? Nobody could steal me from you. I mean, just because I'm friends with her doesn't make me any less friends with you. I mean, (starting to cry) you're my...We're, we're...Oh, I love you.
RACH: Well, we're not seeing each other, so....
CHANDLER: (shyly) It means we're holding hands.
Ross: That's so Janine, you-you-you know what, do you know we're doing right now? You and I, we're interfacing.
Phoebe: Oh, we're just... we're sad to go so we're just saying goodbye to the hotel. (hugs the wall) I love you... Paradise Hotel, Golf resort and Spa... (she walks away from the wall)
Joey: That's okay Mike, I have forgiven you. And now we're friends again everything's great!
Monica: Wait a minute! We're talking about someone that I'm going out with?
CHANDLER: Hey I didn't kill your fish. Look Eddie...[puts his hand on Eddie's shoulder] Would you look at what I'm doin' here. That can't be smart. So we're just gonna take this guy right off ya and put him here in Mr. Pocket. Tangellon? [picks up the fruit an tosses it to Eddie, it hits Eddie in the chest and falls]
Joey: Hey! I'm getting a little tired of this okay? We said we're sorry. It's Thanksgiving for Pete's sakes! A day of forgiveness!
Monica: Oh, no thanks, we're just here to observe.
Ross: Look, I-I drew a sketch about how we're gonna do it. (Showing them) Okay Rach, (points to the sketch) that's you. That's the couch. (Points again.)
Rachel: Don't worry, we're just gonna search here for an hour, and then we're gonna go over to Joey's and search, OK?
Monica: We're Aunt Monica and uncle Chandler, by the way. You may not recognize us, because we haven't spoken to your parents in seventeen years!
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.
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.)
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.
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.
Rachel: Nothing! Oh God, we're just so excited that you want to get this apartment!
Phoebe: Oh no! No no! Not at all. We're just moving in right now. See where it goes.
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.
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?...
Rachel: All right! Well, uh... (to Monica) we're gonna hit the beach?
CHANDLER: Oh, we're gonna flip for the baby?
Chandler: Seriously, we're gonna do this?
Chandler: No, we're playing this game I learned at work. You have to name all the states in six minutes.
Monica: Hey, you better hope that we're pregnant, because one way or another, we're giving a baby back to Rachel.
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.
Stanley: It-it's probably just temporary. We're hoping to get some more money soon, so if could just uh, hang out.
Monica: We're with you. We got it.
JOEY: Uhh, this is it, this is how we're gonna die. Ready?
Rachel: Well, yeah! We're cool. Totally cool.
MONICA: Sorry we're late.
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.
ROSS: Uh, actually, we're getting a cat.
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.
Phoebe: Oh, Jason? Yeah, uh-huh, we're seeing each other tonight.
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.
CAROL: We're uh, we're getting married.
Larry: (coming back) We're outta here!
Chandler: We're flipping Monica's mattress.
Joey: I don't know. We're talking about whipped fish, Monica. I'm just happy I'm keeping it down, y'know?
Monica: We're so sorry.
Chandler: (to Monica) No, I think we're just blurry shapes to him now.
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...
RACH: No, you guys, you really don't have to go, we're done talking.
Ross: Me neither, okay? We are - we're done being stupid.
Joey: I know, I know..., but that's okay. I mean, we can control ourselves, we're not animals.
Janice: We're baack!
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: 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!
Monica: Well you can't! We're booked solid for the next month!
Monica: We're switching rooms.
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?
Chandler: (interrupting) Whoa-whoa-whoa! We're having kids?!
Chandler: (deadpan, standing next to Monica) We're very happy for you.
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.
Rachel: Nothing! Oh God, we're just so excited that you want to get this apartment!
Rachel: No, I'm sorry, we're all out of those. Anybody else?
Chandler: (stops her) We're in a relationship?
Ross: Okay. So we're, we're good?
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?
Ross: Oh, well of course, the humiliating. So, so wee, we're okay.
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.
Steve: Yes, that's right. We're excited about the level of sophistication you'll be bringing to the job.
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.
Phoebe: Okay, alright, you buy me a soda, and then we're even. Okay?
Ross: (catching the ball) Monica! Stop throwing it so hard! We're on the same team!
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.
JOEY: How do we say yes now and make it seem like we're not doin' it just to ride in the cool car?
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.
MONICA: Could you guys please try to keep it down, we're trying to start a Boggle tournament.
Joey: No, I know, yeah I know we're great but Rach no... this... this can't happen!
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.
Monica: Oh, we're not doing that. Okay
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?
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.
Rachel: Hi! Sorry- sorry we're late, we, uh, kinda just, y'know, lost track of time.
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.
Chandler: So we're standing firm on the 'not getting our hopes up'?
CAROL: Uh, we're going down to Colonial Williamsburg.
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!
Ross: It doesn't matter! It's my principles! We're talking about my principles!
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!
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.
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.
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".
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.
Rachel: It wouldn't have mattered anyway, Phoebe, you and I are, are gonna live together, we're roommates; that's the deal.
ROSS: Monica, Monica, you could come in straddling him, they still wouldn't believe it. [opens door] We're here.
Teacher: And we're dancing. A-five, six, seven, eight...
RACHEL: (as herself) "Well, should we just continue to live together and not really tell each other how we're really feeling?"
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.
CAROL: Nothing. Ok, everything. I think we're calling off the wedding.