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Rachel: Well, yknow I was thinking of moving the couch over here.
Monica: Well, after 15 years of mom and dad keeping it as a shrine to you, its time the velvet ropes came down.
Phoebe: Well okay, its already February and Ive only given two massages and they were both the worst tippers in the world!
Phoebe: Oh okay, well Im sorry to bother you. Bye-bye. (Hangs up the phone.) Yeah youre right, this is easy.
Phoebe: Oh well, all right um, no offense, but you were kind of rude.
Mr. Geller: Well, its time for a new family to start their memories here and hopefully their check will clear before they find the crack in the foundation and the asbestos in the ceiling.
Mr. Geller: Well, I dont know whats in the boxes down here, but I do know there are six or seven Easy Bake Ovens in the attic.
Mr. Geller: Well, the white seems to be untouched. (He throws it back into the box as Mr. Geller moves a tarp and makes a discovery.) Uh-oh.
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.
Rachel: Well look, if you dont like this (The audiences laughter at Chandlers progress cuts out the rest of Rachels line.)
Joey: Well, I guess youre right. Maybe, maybe Ill take her down to the incinerator. Its gonna be so said, and kinda cool. (He goes to remove the back, but it doesnt come off. So he sits down in it, puts his feet up, stands up, and looks back at it.) Shes heeled!
Rachel: Well no.
Mr. Geller: Well, shell understand right? Its not like I did it on purpose.
Ross: Well, can you blame her?
Mr. Geller: Well I dont know, I-I suppose we may have favored you unconsciously, you were a medical marvel! The doctor said your mother could
Ross: Well, not right now. Okay look, Monica came here for some memories and damnit, were gonna give her some! Okay, grab grab some empty boxes. Okay? Well-well take stuff from mine and whatever we can pass off as hers well-well put em in their.
Ross: (overacting as well) Yeah! Yeah! (Laughs.) Oh, this will make a great memory.
Ross: Well, these. These are yours right here. (Pointing to the boxes they just created for her.)
Mr. Geller: Well, the garage flooded sweetie and it ruined everything in your boxes. Im sorry.
Mr. Geller: Well, I used your boxes to divert water away from the Porsche.
Rachel: Well what if I told you, you can do it in my apartment?
Rachel: Well, its a long story, but umm I broke Joeys chair
Chandler: Well, what did you think, that-that elves came in and fixed it?
Joey: Well, it looks like it wasnt heeled after all! Yeah! So, I guess this chair is mine now! (Sits down in it and groans.)
Chandler: Well, wheres the logic in that?!
Phoebe: Oh. Well umm, okay heres a weird thing. My mother was also a supply manager.
Earl: Well, was there anything else?!
Phoebe: Well, yknow Im wearing layers and its warm.
Mr. Geller: Its the key to my Porsche. Well, the key to your Porsche.
Ross: Well w-w-w-w-wait, w-wait, wait, wait a minute! I mean a couple of stupid boxes get wet and she gets a Porsche?!
Ross: Well, what about me?! Im a medical marvel!!
Joey: Well then, do it better!
Mrs. Geller: Well, they don't have to know that... (She starts to fluff the same pillow Monica fluffed multiple times earlier.)
Rachel: Well where's Amanda?
CHANDLER: Well, uh, why don't you ask him yourself. Joey, this is my new roommate Eddie.
Chandler: Well maybe if you go to school here next year we can totally hang out.
CHANDLER: Well, I'm guessing he wants to do a little dance. . . ya know, make a little love. . . well pretty much get down tonight.
Monica: Well, you're not working either.
Rachel: Well, can't you just go to Vermont the next day?
Ross: That's ok. Uh, anyway, well he and I both really liked you a lot, uhm, but we didn't want anything to jeopardize our friendship, so we kinda made a pact, that neither of us could ask you out!
Chandler: (laughs) Well, don�t believe everything you hear, Ken. (both turning away to files) But yeah, that�s true. Alright, let�s get started, by take a look at last quarter�s figures. (The female next to Chandler starts smoking, towards her:) Ah, Claudia, aren�t you supposed to blow smoke up the bosses� ass?
Phoebe: No, no, it's not that. (they go sit on the couch) Uhm... Remember when you asked me if I was seeing someone and I said no? Well, uhm... I am. His ... his name is Mike.
Chandler: Well, as old as he is in dog years, do you think Snoopy should still be allowed to fly this thing?
Ross: Yknow what? He didnt want to talk to us about being angry, well maybe we dont talk to him at all!
Phoebe: Well, hey, what if Kenny were the real brains behind the whole company? You know. What if Kenny hired that Ralph Lauren guy to be the pretty front man? Huh, did she ever think of that?
Phoebe: Oooh. Oh, well this is awkward.
Joey: Well we have to make room for the fresh ones.
Kathy: Well....
Frank Sr.: Well then I guess then I-I would I would have to say C.
Rachel: What? Oh, well then yknow what? I think Monica would be very interested to know that you called her cheesecake dry and mealy.
Joey: Wow! (Back to reading the scene.) Well then Ill just have to carry you.
Rachel: Okay, well, I'm gonna clear out some of these boxes. (She grabs a couple of the old pizza boxes and exits.)
Ross: Well, eww. What? Is it a pimple?
Cecilia: Well of course not, but you were very good.
Mrs. Geller: Yes, well I was wrong, and I have to say you really impressed me today.
ROSS: Well, she'll call back, don't be such a baby.
Dr. Long: Well youre only two centimeters dilated and we need to get to ten. Itll be a while.
Phoebe: Well, kinda. Yeah. Yeah.
Ross: Well I dont know, but how-how great would that be huh? You living in my building. I could help take care of the baby. I can come over whenever I want. (Rachel looks at him.) With your permission.
Rachel: Well, you more then me, but he cant stay to mad at me. I mean, I just had his baby.
Joey: Well, they go into the chipper.
Chandler: Well, you know, I appreciate you giving it a shot.
Joey: Well that, that sounds good.
Charlie: Well... I'm just thinking that maybe he's not the right guy to be with right now, maybe I should be with someone... I have more in common with. You know what I mean?
Monica: (On phone) Hi, Nancy. Hi, it's Monica Geller. I'm good. Listen, I'm looking for a job in Tulsa. Well yeah, my husband has been relocated...Because I love him! No, I don't want a job in New York. Javo (sp?) is looking? Oh my God! He asked for me personally? Oh my God! Oh, wow, this is really flattering, but I'm moving to Tulsa. Yeah, so if you would tell Javo (sp?) 'I'll take it!'
Ross: Yeah, well maybe Phoebe will switch with me.
Ross: Well, ahem... you know, by the time we'd finished with all the dirty talk, it was kinda late... and we were both kind of exhausted, so uh...
Paul: Well, this is fun. So Ross, did you kill any of these wives?
Rachel: Well, the first time didn't really count... I mean, y'know, 's'Barry.
Monica: Umm, well, hes
Phoebe: Well, this doesnt have to be so sad though. Yknow? Maybe instead of just thinking about how much youre gonna miss each other, you should like think of the things youre not gonna miss.
Ross: Well, looks like it's just the two of us tonight, huh old buddy?
Ross: Oh, well, when you don't have the cards, you don't have the cards, you know. (looks at Rachel) But, uh... look how happy she is. (smiles)
Rachel: Well, he gets the other one all riled up.
Joey: Well yeah, dont-dont you think its a she?
Joshua: Well, what was supposed to happen?
Rachel: Oh, Phoebe, I’m sorry! Phoebe has prepared something as well.
Rachel: Huh, well maybe it uh, it changed.
Ross: OK, fine, well I'm not gonna watch, alright.
Joanna: Really? Well, in that case
Phoebe: Yeah, I kinda do. (Mike lets go of her hand) Well, how's this? (she takes Mike's hand and puts it on her breast, she tears open the sugar and puts it in her coffee. Mike thinks it over and nods appreciative. After that, they hold hands again. Joey now enters, and sees the two sitting on the couch, holding hands.)
Ross: Well, not playing raquetball!
Joey: Well, we could do that!
Monica: Y'know what? Y'know when I said that I want you to deal with this relationship stuff all on your own? Well, you're not ready for that.
Rachel: Well thank you, you too.
Rachel: Oh, well, actually we were just talking about me not going to Rosss wedding.
The Salesman: Well ah, what can you swing?
Monica: Well Joey, were all were all very proud of you.
Phoebe: Yeah, well, well see about that. Can I use your phone? I just wanna call everyone I know.
Chandler: Well, it still has to go, right?
Ross: Well, like that, only instead of a chair, it's a pile of garbage. And instead of a jacket, it's a pile of garbage. And instead of the end of the day, it's the end of time, and garbage is all that has survived! (Ross takes the loosely tied tie off and hands it to Joey who puts it on.) Here.
Ross: Well, I added the 'exactly like me' part... But she said she's looking for someone, and someone is gonna be there tonight.
Bonnie: Okay, well gnight.
Chandler: Well, I dont really know what that is, but lets!!
MONICA: Well, I guess now we can't go.
Rachel: Well, so what does he do?
Monica: Well Im not sure yet, but umm of the top of my head Im thinking double sided tape and some sort of luncheon meat.
FRIEND: Well, you kids take the train in?
The Waiter: Well, sure, that too.
INTERVIEWER: Well, this all looks good.
Kitchen Worker: Well, I dont know what to tell ya!
Chandler: Well lets see, there was the guy with the ferrets, thats plural. The spitter. Oh-ho, and yes, the guy that enjoyed my name so much he felt the need to make a little noise every time he said it. Nice to meet you, Chandler Bing Bing! Great apartment Chandler Bing, Bing!
Chandler: Well, you may wanna rethink the dirty underwear. This is basically the first time she's gonna see your underwearyou want it to be dirty?
Phoebe: Uhu, uhu, well, then, great. If you love it, I love it.
Rachel: Well, however great she was I just cant afford that.
Ross: Well, then that guy is in serious, serious trouble.
Chandler: Well, you-you know what I meant.
Chandler: Well okay Jerry, thanks for stopping by.
Phoebe: Well the doctor says it takes a couple days, but my bodys always been a little faster than Western medicine.
Chandler: Well, gosh. That makes me feel so special and good.
Bitter lady: (now yelling) Well, you're not gonna get one! Because in life there are no intermissions, people. Chapter 7: Divorce is a 4 letter word. (Now standing right in front of Chandler and bending down almost to his level as if speaking to him, yelling even louder) How could he leave me?!?!
Joey: Well, how-how come?
Jeannine: Well, if you don't, I will.
Joanna: Well, thanks again for lunch.
Monica: Well, because every time we do, you make jokes about swinging and scare them away.
Chandler: Well believe it baby!
Rachel: Well I-I-Im not moving.
Monica: Well?
Chandler: Oh uh well tomorrows no good for her either.
Monica: Okay well, then well both do it today and hell just have to deal with it!
Phoebe: Hey! Umm, well, only okay because I just got back from, from the hospital.
Alan: Yeah, well, I had a great time with you.. I just can't stand your friends.
Rachel: Well, I didn't know what else to do!
Rachel: Well, at least thats a great suit.
Joey: Well, theres really only one thing you can do.
Rachel: Yeah, well, I gotta work, Im sorry.
Rachel: (laughs) Okay. All right, stand up. (They do so.) Well, when were at the door, I lightly press my lips against his, and then move into his body just for a second, and then I make this sound, "Hmmm." Okay, I know it doesnt sound like anything, but I swear it works.
Monica: Well, its done about two minutes before it looks like that.
JOEY: Well, I guess I could sleep with her... I mean, how could I do that?
Allesandro: Well our service is not grossly incompetent.
Chandler: Well, we used theres up last night making scary faces.