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Chandler: Well, as old as he is in dog years, do you think Snoopy should still be allowed to fly this thing?
Ross: Well, Im gonna go see her. I want to bring her something, what do you think shell like?
Joey: Well, Im pretty tired from lugging the trees around all day. Hey, Phoebe listen, you got this all wrong. Those trees were born to be Christmas trees, their fulfilling their life purpose, by, by making people happy.
Rachel: Huh. Well, y'know thats actually a really good idea, because that way theyll be closer to the mugs. Y'know what, you should have the other waitresses do that too.
Sarah: Well, I kinda wanted to sell the cookies. The girl who sells the most wins a trip to Spacecamp, and gets to sit in a real space shuttle.
Ross: Huh. Well, good luck to Dad. Say, how many more boxes would you have to sell in order to win?
Ross: Four hundred, huh? Well, that sounds do-able. (starts to get out his wallet) How much are the boxes?
Ross: Well, that makes sense.
Ross: Ah, well, it means that I can sell cookies, but Im not invited to sleep-overs.
Phoebe: Well, I-I thought a lot about what you said, and um, I realilized duh, all right maybe I was a little judgmental. Yeah, (looks at the tree) oh, but oh...
Joey: Well we have to make room for the fresh ones.
Joey: Well, they go into the chipper.
Rachel: Well, yeah! Im still pursuing that.
Rachel: Well, Im also sending out.... good thoughts.
Rachel: Well then how come youre still at a job that you hate, I mean why dont you quit and get the fear?
Ross: Well hey, who did these resumes for ya?
Ross: Well you sure used a large font.
Chandler: Eh, yeah, well ah, waitress at a coffee shop and cheer squad co-captain only took up so much room.
Joey: Well my old man is doing a plumbing job down there and he heard they have an opening. So, you want me to see if I can get you an interview?
Phoebe: Well look no further, (shows her the dead one) this ones yours! Ahhh.
Ross: Well, I lost. Some little girl loaned her uniform to her nineteen year old sister, who went down to the U.S.S. Nimitz, and sold over 2,000 boxes.
Chandler: Well seeing that drunk Santa wet himself, really perked up my Christmas.
Phoebe: (leaving) Fine, fine! You would not hold up well under torture!
Emily: Well, up yours too!
Joey: Yeah, Rach, I think youre handling that really well.
Phoebe: I cant! I cant! Unless Well are you saying that-that you would move out if-if I didnt buy that lamp?
Mac: Well, I couldnt have done it without you buddy. Youre a genius.
Joey: Well Ross, it seems pretty clear. I mean whats more important? What people think or how you feel, huh? Ross, you gotta follow your heart.
Phoebe: Well, we cannot tell Joey about this. He's already flipping out about everything that's changing. This will push him over the edge.
Rachel: Well y'know if you, if you started smoking again you could've at least told me! Come on, give me one of those! What are we talking about?
Monica: Well, uh yknow, our guy works with Chandler and hes really nice and smart and hes a great dresser!
Joey: Well, I... I know exactly what I'm gonna do!
[Scene: Monica and Rachel's, the gang, except Joey, is there. Phoebe is, well you y'know.]
Joey: Well, Ive just never seen a guy stare so hard at a piece of paper that didnt have naked chicks on it.
Chandler: Would you like me to write her a little poem as well?
Phoebe: Well, I mean look it's, it's not your fault, you know. I mean this is just what, what she does to guys, okay.
Rachel: Well, I have to say that earns tutu pieces of candy.
Joey: Well uh, I went down there and told him that no one treats my friends like that and that hed better come up here and apologize. Ill see you later. (Starts to leave)
Rachel: Well, now, wait. Now Im all freaked out. Come on, you guys will watch it with me.
Ross: I don't know, God, I... well, it's not like she's a regular mom, y'know? She's, she's sexy, she's...
MONICA: Really? Weird. Anyway, see, I planned everything really well. I planned and I planned and I planned. It just turns out, I don't think I planned enough time to actually do it.
Mrs. Geller: Oh, well, I'm so glad you brought him here then.
Rachel: Noooo... the interview! She loved me! She absolutely loved me. We talked for like two and a half hours, we have the same taste in clothes, andoh, I went to camp with her cousin... And, oh, the job is perfect. I can do this. I can do this well!
Earl: Well I only have one thing to do today. (He looks at his board in his office that reads, "Todays Tasks: KILL SELF.") I guess I could push it back.
Phoebe: Well then youd better hurry! The Angelica! Go! Go! (Bangs on the roof again and off they go.)
CHANDLER: Well, she looks the exact opposite of that.
RACHEL: Well, how did you find out?
Charlie: Ah, well, unless it's the creepy guy with his hand up his kilt, I'm gonna say congratulations!
Ross: Well, that's cool. So did (She walks away from him and he shuts up.)
Phoebe: (no accent) Uhm... Okay, well, allright, uhm... Originally I'm from upstate, but uhm... then my mom killed herself and my stepdad went to prison, so... I just moved to the city where uhm... I actually lived in a burned out Buick LeSabre for a while... (frowns are received) which was okay, that was okay, until uhm... I got hepatitis, you know, 'cause this pimp spit in my mouth and... but I... I got over it and uhm... anyway, now I'm uhm... a freelance massage therapist, uhm... which, you know, isn't always steady money but at least I don't pay taxes, huh... (everyone in the room finds it a bit surreal, which Phoebe realises and starts to talk in the accent again) So... where does everyone summer?
Rachel: Well, I, umm
CHANDLER: Well, I'm sure you'll teach her a lesson when she steps off the dock onto nothing. Hey Mr. Douglas.
Monica: Look, I-Im never gonna let you up so you may as well just go away.
Joey: Well, that went well. Yeah.
Phoebe: Ok well give her a chance to see all of that!
Chandler: Well, I dont see that we have a choice. But, when were back home, we dont do it.
Phoebe: Well, I heard youre having a problem with one of the boys in your class. And so I thought I would just come down here and sit you both down, have a little talk and make it all okay. Now umm, the boys name is Stings son.
Phoebe: Oh okay, well Im a masseuse, and I used to work at this place
Chandler: Well, Ive got a girl in here.
Monica: Well, nows a good time. Im on my way to have my ears cut off.
Chandler: Well, aren't we Mr. "The glass is half empty."
Rachel: Well, Phoebe set me up on a date.
Big Nosed Rachel: Well, you know that my parents are out of town and Chip was going to come over
Rachel: (looks in the window) Ohh, well, this is just perfect!
Ticket Agent: Well you can split it with another credit card.
Monica: Well, we certainly are alone.
Rachel: (on phone) Daddy, I just... I can't marry him! I'm sorry. I just don't love him. Well, it matters to me!
Joey: Well, I'm doing this telethon thing on TV and my agent got me a job as co-host!
Rachel: Okay, well cant you just try it one more time Ross? For me? For me?
Rachel: Well, I just lost a job, and I'd like to raise the bet five bucks. Does anybody have a problem with that?
Rachel: Well, yeah! We're cool. Totally cool.
Joey: Well uh, she didnt want to hang out with you guys two nights in a row. Im so sorry.
Ross: Well, I-I gotta go break up with Bonnie.
Monica: Well, get it off now!
Monica: Well, I don't know... I-It's... just the way you say it... I mean, you're funny... You have that funny thing. You're a funny guy! (Chandler turns to Joey)
Rachel: Well
Joey: (glares at him for a moment, then admits grudgingly) Maybe. Well, I just think you guys can do better than this house, you know? Or any other house for that matter.
CHANDLER: Heckles played clarinet in band, and I played clarinet. And he was in the scale modeler's club, and I was, well, there was no club, but I sure thought they were cool.
Phoebe: Well its only like my favorite bay! {Actually, its not bad. It just gets a little cold in winter, but in Wisconsin winter only lasts from August to June. J }
Rachel: Well, then talk!
Monica: Well, spring vacation is doing nice things with your grandparents. Spring break youre doing frat guys.
Richard: Well if it helps, it worked very well.
Nurse: Well
CHANDLER: Well, we are great guys.
Joey: (on phone) Hello? (Listens) What are you talking about? The auditions not til 5:00! (Chandler suddenly remembers and looks at the unfinished message then tries to sneak over and finish it as Joey listens.) Well, nobody told me! (Listens) Whod you talk to? (Listens and turns around to see Chandler trying to finish the message.) Nevermind! (Hangs up.)
Rachel: Well, what is a boss for? Hug it out! (They hug)
Ross: Well, these. These are yours right here. (Pointing to the boxes they just created for her.)
Chandler: Well you should be. You missed the most powerful three hours in the history of the theater.
Monica: Well, can't you just have the party when we get back?
Janice: Yeah, well, it scares me! I mean I not even divorced yet, Chandler. You know, you just invited me over here for pasta, and all of the sudden you're talking about moving in together. And, and I wasn't even that hungry. You know what, it's getting a little late, and I-I should just, um...(starts to leave)
Rachel: Okay. Well be careful with her, shes really tiny.
JOEY: Well, the part's mine if I want it.
Mr. Geller: Well Judy, you did it! She's finally full!
Monica: How would that go? (they kiss) Well, it didn't rhyme, but I liked it.
David: Sorry, I just... I wish there was something I could do, you know? Well, you know Phoebe...
Chandler: Okay. Well, I think the centerpieces are too big
Phoebe: Well, Ursula is a waitress and-and she lives in Soho. And Phoebe, (pause) is on this couch.
Monica: Well, I do.
Joey: Umm, well, what else could it be?
Rachel: Well, why don't you talk to me about it, maybe I can help.
Ross: But we haven't seen each other since then. Well I land in China, guess who's in charge of the dig.
Monica: Yeah, well kinda cute, like really kinda cute, or kinda cute like your friend Spackel Back Larry?
Pete: Well... (he holds up a gift he brought her)
Monica: Okay well I think thats your answer.
Joey: Yeah? Well, I dont want to talk to you Wayne! I hate you! You ruined my life! Oh, Chandler, Wayne. Wayne, Chandler. (They shake hands.)
Chandler: (angry) Well if people dont know they shouldnt just guess!
Ross: Yeah, well... I think I know how to dazzle him.
Joey: Yeah! Well, now that you brought it up, our fridge is broken. We have to get a new one. Now, I checked around and your half is $400. Thanks a lot.
Bobby: Well I really have high hopes for my band.
Rachel: Oh. Well then, you better go take that back because they're gonna charge you for that.
Chandler: Im saying that she is a devil woman! Yknow I mean you think you know someone and then they turn around and they sleep with Nick! Nick, with his rock hard pecs, and his giant man-nipples! I hate him, I hate her! Well, I dont hate her, I love her. This is all my fault really.
Ross: Well, as much as Id like to meet Josh and warn him, Emily and I arent going to be here. All right? I mean, shes going to come by first to say good-bye, and then Ive got a whole special evening planned. So Im sorry, no party.
Phoebe: Okay, well you put down the toilet seat.
Tag: Well, its not out here. Is there any chance it could be in your office?
Rachel: Well, ultimately, I was trying y'know, I-I wanted tell him y'know, that I'm still in love with him.
Chandler: Well I'm not showing you my 'tat.'
Pete: Well Im not gonna stop until Im the Ultimate Fighting Champion.
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: (laughs as well, but for a different reason) Yeah, I didnt think of that.
Rachel: Well Joey, youll probably get it. But you should probably your-your gracious loser face. Yknow when like the cameras are on you and you wanna look disappointed but also that your colleague deserved to win. Yknow? So its sorta like (Does it, youll have to see it.)
Phoebe: Well, if she isn't then cremating her was a big mistake.
Ross: Well, I guess that's it.