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Chandler: Well, it's just with uhm, work and the stress of adoption, we just don't feel like we have the energy. Plus, we don't think it's fair that every year the burden falls on us.
Phoebe: Well, personally I think it's great you're giving yourself a break.
Phoebe: Sure. It's just as well... I mean, last year wasn't very good. I think she's losing her touch.
Phoebe: Am I? Really? Am I? Well, why don't you cook Thanksgiving dinner and prove me wrong! Well, think about it, think about it, you'll be trying to top than you did last year. You'd be in competition... with yourself.
Rachel: Well, let's see... uh... I know that she has a meeting with her lawyer and then she has to make a very big poop. Why?
Phoebe: Well, I wanna enter her in a baby beauty pageant.
Phoebe: Okay, but, well, before you say no, my friend Susanne is entering her kid and compared to Emma she's a real dog!
Phoebe: Well, I was thinking...
Rachel: Oh Phoebe, listen. Well, I think we gotta go. This place is really freaking me out. I've been watching this guy over there, I don't think he came with a kid!
Phoebe: Well, she's gonna look all washed out next to the other contestants!
Rachel: Well, I don't know, you guys figure it out, I got to put Emma down for a nap.
Joey: No. Here (he tears off the pocket from Ross' shirt, and tears off everything below that as well.)
Ross: Well, let's just go in there and face them.
Phoebe: Well, I'm not going in first. I bet that vein on Monica's forehead is popping like crazy.
Joey: Ooh! Well played, Phoebe Buffay, well played.
Phoebe: Well, I don't know if that's such a good idea. They clearly don't want to be with us.
Monica: Oh my God! YOU FORGOT THE PIES? Well, I cannot believe this. You force me to make dinner, then you're an hour late and you forget the one little thing that I asked you to do.
Chandler: Well, you manheads aren't any better. You lied about going to the game. You knew it would make you late, and you still went anyway.
Monica: Alright, well, this does not change anything. (to Chandler) Okay, we need to get something to grease the sides of his face.
Joey: Well hurry, I can't feel my ears!
PHOEBE: I'm not done yet, OK. God. OK, if that goes well, they may even want to make an album.
Estelle: Well, I think uhh, someone out there may have been bad mouthing you all over town.
MNCA: Well, we just happen to go to alot of places where you might drink. I mean, how do you go to a wine tasting without having a drink? Or... or to a club, or to the... zoo.
Rachel: Well, someone that has his own tux, or has the ability to rent a tux.
Joey: Oh, well Im uh
Chandler: Well, I did not know that.
Rachel: Ohh, well you got em.
Ross: Well, he said there's definitely nothing to worry about, it's totally benign.
Chandler: Really? He does? (taking the phone) Hey, buddy, what's up! Oh, she told you about that, huh. Well, yeah, I have one now and then. Well, yeah, now. Well, it's not that big- ..well, that's true,.. Gee, y'know, no-one- no-one's ever put it like that before. Well, okay, thanks! (He hands the phone back and stubs out his cigarette.)
Joey: Well all right so, it looks like were even!
Monica: Well, are you just hanging out with Ross?
Phoebe: Well, if you must know I have written 14 books. And as I am the only one who has read them, I can tell you that they all have been very well received.
Young Ethan: Well, think about it. It's always on the news. 'A man is being held up, at gunpoint.' 'Tourists are being terrorised, at gunpoint.' And I just kept thinking: why does people continue to go there? (He checks his watch.) Oh, ah. I should go.
Rachel: Well uh, his answering machine was very understanding. Ugh. I feel blue.
Rachel: Well, I-I should've told you the truth.
Rachel: Well, I met Danny's sister yesterday, and uh that was actually the girl on the subway.
Chandler: Hello Phoebe, I've been thinking about you all day. (He's holding the phone so that Monica can hear it as well.)
Ross: Well if it doesnt matter to her, it doesnt matter to me! (to Paul) Still not yelling!
ROSS: Well just hold him like you'd hold a football.
The Dry Cleaner: Well, then its not on the wall yet.
Joey: Oh well, its not on TV yet.
Ross: Well you sure used a large font.
Joey: Well Im not proud of this, but (He turns around and starts to mess with his eyelids.)
Rachel: Well, Ross said my name.
Elizabeth: Well, whatever works for ya
MONICA: And, well, don't you have a lot of wild oats to sew? Or is that what you're doing with me? Oh my God, am I an oat?
RACHEL: (as herself) "Well, should we just continue to live together and not really tell each other how we're really feeling?"
Janine: Well I just thought
Rachel: Uh well, y'know what? I don't think if I feel comfortable stealing on my very first day
Monica: Well Rachels not here! (Runs out.)
Phoebe: Well, what did he do?
Phoebe: Well, we should go.
Carol: Y'know, I don't really know you well enough for you to do that.
Joey: (hangs up the phone) Wow! Well, my folks really liked it! So what-what did you guys think? (Phoebe smiles, walks up to him, and presses her breasts against him.) It wasnt that good.
Chandler: Yeah, well, lucky for you.
Joey: All right, look Im sorry you guys, but its just that I gotta get these new head shots made. And theyre really expensive, yknow? Im down to like three! Well, actually two cause one of em I kinda blackened in some teethWhy did I do that?! (Hits himself in the head.)
Monica: Yeah, well, Im using noise. Okay. All right! So, is everybody ready? Here we go. (She flips on the switch and a hum starts.) I hear something! I hear something! Where is it? (They all start looking until Rachel realises its Joey.)
Phoebe: Well then I think thats it.
CHANDLER: Well I do, but uh, Eddie makes them this way and, well they're pretty darn good.
Monica: Ohh! Umm, Phoebe, I kinda need to talk to you about that. (Rachel excuses herself) Umm, well I-I-I think it might be time for me to take a step back from catering.
Monica: Well, if you had kept listening, you-you would have heard me call him Mr. Big (Thinks) ot.
Phoebe Sr: Hey! Okay! Well thanks for coming out to see me. I just-I just thought it would be a very good idea to talk about this baby stuff in person. Yknow
Mrs. Tedlock: Yes. Well, Mr. Kostelick wants you to stop by his office at the end of the day.
Phoebe: Well, I think I broke it. But thats all right, heres the number you can call.
Rachel: Well then you just must have a natural talent for it.
Mr. Heckles: Well, Im going to go into my new apartment now. (goes over to the door and opens it) Ehh! (Eric leaves)
Ross: Well, hello, Mrs. Ross! (Throws some rice.)
Ross: Oh, well no, but I mean, she only goes out with really, really smart guys.
Rachel: Well maybe he saw your hand slip briefly from the ten and two oclock position.
Janine: Well, if thats what you want. Ill just put it all in my room.
Frank: Oh, well just probably the worst one since Ive been alive.
Woman: Wow! Well, welcome back!
Joey: Oh well, the little girl who lives here made me feel a lot better about the whole thing.
Chandler: Well maybe you dont have to tell him anything.
Joey: Well you-you-you-you might say congratulations! I saw the board! I went to the audition! I got the part!!
Rachel: Well, now, how come you guys have never played poker with us?
Ross: Aw, we-we are so (Motions that theyre connected.) So umm, well I-I-I like you and I-I love umm, yknow hanging out with you. And I mean-Im having a lot of fun. (He pauses and thinks there might be more, but decides there isnt.)
Joey: Well, youre amazing.
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: Well, I dont know!!
Dr. Baldhara: Well, if he's up against a jungle cat or an animal with horns, you've got to give the little guy something. Otherwise it's just cruel.
Monica: Okay well thats good to know.
Joey: Well, what am I gonna do Rach?! I dont have that kind of money!
SUSIE: Well um, why don't you call me in 20 years and tell me if you're still upset about this. [she leaves with his clothes]
Ross: Ok well, I would like to do a dig in the painted desert.
Monica: (Taking out her wallet.) Well good, here let me help you out.
Chandler: All right, well Im gonna put my sweats back on.
Mrs. Geller: (entering) Well, everyone seems to be enjoying your dish.
CHANDLER: April 18th, excessive noise. Italian guy's gay roommate comes home with the dry-cleaning. Well that's excellent.
Richard: Well Im sorry.
Richard: Well she said she had to think things over.
Chandler: Well where Where did she go?
Joey: Thank you. Cha-ching! (Chandler starts to leave) Oh, well hello Mr. Lincoln. Better luck next time buddy. (Chandler leaves and closes the door) And the drinks are on me!
Rachel: Well I
Chandler: Well, whatd you do?
Mike: Well I've got a book around...
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!
Phoebe: Well, you know that psychic I see?
Joey: Yeah! If you wanna sing at their wedding, well you sing at their wedding!
Monica: Well, her father pays you for baby-sitting right?
Chandler: Okay, well. Janice said 'Hi, do I look fat today?' And I, I looked at her....
Monica: Well, it was the first time. Yknow, theres not always a lot of agreement the first time.
Emily: I wish I could know if youd heard any of that. I suppose Ive either just told you I love you or given my neighbours a good laugh. Mrs. Newman if youre listening, bugger off this in none of your business. I suppose theres not much chance you did heard that, and theres the call waiting so, I should go. Oh well. (Answers the call waiting.) Hello.
Joey: Well, the duck
Ross: Well, if hes angry, he really shouldnt just cover it up. I-I wish he would just tell me the truth.
Chandler: Well, I-I just didn't think it was funny sir.
Rachel: Well theres an idea!!
Mike: Well... hey, the key works...! (he looks as if he doesn't want to believe what's happening)
CHANDLER: Well, we could count again.
Rachel: Well what happened at dinner?
Chandler: Well, I have some.
Rachel: Well what?! How-how much is it?!
Monica: Well then get it, get it!
Rachel: (laughs) Well okayWell dont ruin it! Just play along at least!
Ross: Well, so, you-youll get a job here! I mean, Im always hearing about uh, them foreigners coming in here and stealing American jobs; that could be you!
Joey: Hey! Im an (does the quote-marks thing as well) actor too! Im not sure. I think theyre taking the ferry out to some Italian place on Staten Island.
Monica: Well, this is the last box of your clothes. Im just gonna label it, "What were you thinking?"
Joey: And, a brownie! (Hands her a bag with the brownie in it.) Well, half a brownie. Actually, its just bag. Its been a long walk from the flower shop and I was startin to feel faint so
Joey: (sitting on the otherside of the counter from Chandler) Gimme a box a juice. Well, they switched me over to Hombre.
Chandler: Well maybe you're going about this the wrong way. You know I mean think about it. Single white male, divorced three times,two illegitimate children. The personal ad writes itself....