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Rachel: Huh, yeah I guess we are roommates now.
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.
Rachel: Yeah! Its weird. But the thing is need to find a date.
Monica: Yeah. In fact, I like her so much you tell her I want my cookies early this year! Yknow, a box of Thin Mints and some Tag-a-Longs.
Chandler: Yeah. Do we have any Fruit Roll-Ups?
Phoebe: Oh yeah?
Monica: Yeah!
Phoebe: Oh yeah, like there are police for that!
Elizabeth: Yeah, we have time off and a lot of people are going on trips
Ross: Yeah, it kinda grows on you. (They both laugh.) Actually, I wanted to finish talking to you about uh, spring vacation.
Chandler: Yeah.
Phoebe: Yeah and I-I found you one too who is not a weirdo.
Chandler: Yeah, but Sebastian? What is that? A cats name?
Phoebe: Yeah, yknow what I noticed Rachel? He scares easy. Is that the kind of guy youd like to take to a ball? "Hey Sebastian, would you like to dance?" (Imitates him.) "Uhh, okayI gotta go!"
Phoebe: Yeah! What have you got to lose? Yknow you might even end up with someone really special (whispers) if you pick my guy.
Elizabeth: Yeah! Ive been working so hard this semester. I really need to go crazy yknow, blow off some steam.
Ross: Well, yeah, of-of course Im okay! What? Im just being supportive. Supportive of you and this whole trip, and-and (notices something) what-what is uh, whats this? (He holds up a rather skimpy bathing suit.)
Rachel: Yeah?
Phoebe: Yeah, this is the guy I was telling you about.
Rachel: Yeah?
Phoebe: Yeah. And believe me, this suit does not do justice to whats underneath it.
Phoebe: Yeah?
Phoebe: Oh! Okay! Yeah, thats okay. (To Patrick) Have a seat. (Sits Patrick down next to Rachel.)
Rachel: Yeah, Im good.
Phoebe: Yeah, okay, lets talk it out.
Ross: Yeah. And did you, did you pack that bathing suit?
Elizabeth: Yeah.
Elizabeth: Yeah! Im just going down there to relax and hang out with my friends.
Chandler: Yeah.
Ross: (Staring back, and then breaks off) (To Phoebe and Rachel) Yeah, he can do it!
MRS BUFFAY: Yeah. Frank.
Joey: (having difficulty admitting it) Yeah, maybe.
Chandler: Well, yeah... 's'no Brian in Payroll.
Phoebe: Yeah, this has happened before.
PHOEBE: Yeah, but he did have to have a bunch of stitches and he said that only once in a blue moon does a dog's ear grow back so...still hoping.
Chandler: Umm, yeah.
Monica: Yeah? What does she think of your little science project?
Ross: Yeah?
Phoebe: Yeah, 'cause hello, these are not her boobies, these are her breasts.
Chandler: Yeah, okay.
Monica: Helloooo? Yeah. Oh my God. Thanks.
ROSS: Yeah. Ya know, a boy and a girl. Hopefully the girl will come first so Ben here won't feel too competitive.
Joey: Nice!! Yeah! Is that part of your resolution, your new thing for today?
Joey: Yeah, me too. (He flips up his armrest in disgust.)
Ross: Yeah that! You know I hate practical jokes! Theyre mean and theyre stupid and-and I dont want my son learning them!
Chandler: Yeah! Anderson just scored again! (To Phoebe) Theres no Anderson.
Ross: Yeah. Listen, can you keep this information to yourself?
Chandler: Yeah, and there's a bowl of cranberry sauce that... (speaking lower to Monica) what happens to cranberry sauce?
Ross walks away with a face of yeah ok.
Chandler: Oh yeah man. (to Kathy) Joey. (Hands her the phone.)
Ross: Well, yeah.
Ross: Oh yeah, we're uh, yeah we're not together. (He starts backing out of the store.)
Phoebe: Oh yeah, come here. (Puts a little wax on Joeys arm and puts a strip on it.)
All: Loved him! Yeah! He's great!
Guy: Yeah, okay.
Chandler: Yeah.
Ross: Uh, yeah, yeah I'll, I'm right behind you.
Joey: Yeah, but it's not gonna last. She's too much for me in bed. Sexually.
Tag: Yeah, so she went back to Ohio.
Chandler: Yeah. (they both notice where his hands are)
Rachel: What are you talking about? I love them! (Looks into the cage) Yeah, I had a tarantula when I was a kid. But it-it died, because my cat ate it. And then, then my cat died. But Joey, isn't this cool?
JOEY: Yeah?� (His eyes bug out.)
Monica: (on phone) Michelle, I only beeped in so I could hear my message. I mean that's allowed. Yeah-huh! I mean look, yeah, you know what I would really appreciate it if you didn't tell your Dad about. What do you mean, you're not comfortable with this? Come on we're friends!! (Michelle hangs up) That bitch always hated me. I'm calling her back.
Joey: Yeah!
Monica: Oh yeah, picked a guy, 37135.
Monica: Yeah.
Chandler: Oh yeah, but don't worry. I don't think anybody's gonna focus on that as long as your wearing that towel dress.
Rachel: Yeah.
Ross: Yeah? How'd it go?
Monica: YeahOh thats right. You, you always wanted me too. Hey, I see you got your mustache back.
RACHEL: Yeah, these are pretty ch-ching.
Phoebe: Yeah! Ooh, we could teach them to sing, and we can be like the Von Trapp family! Only without the Nazis. Although that sounds kinda dull.
Ross: Smooth man. Yeah, you got some chilie on your neck. (Chandler checks and runs into the bathroom.) Well, I just want to say, thanks everyone, this-this was great. And hey! See you guys Monday morning. (They museum geeks wave at him.) Thanks Joey.
Phoebe: Oh yes. Yes. Yeahno. She did. She left you umm, (looking in her purse) this lipstick.
Everyone almost simultaneously except Ross: yeah thats a great idea!
Joey: Yeah, I like that. But no-no, how does that explain why Rachel found my underwear at your place?
Rachel: Yeah, you do.
Chandler: Yeah I know, but I figured a shot yknow? Maybe one of those stories would make me cry and then you wouldnt think I was yknow, all dead inside.
Chandler: Yeah, I think I do! Y'know what? You move in with her! You move in with her right now! Maybe I should in with Monica!
RACH: Yeah, Monica's settin' me up.
Rachel: (quietly) Yeah. Well. (Pause.) Hey uh Joe, would mind going over to Chandler's bedroom and get that book back that he borrowed from me?
Rachel: Yeah, it is.
Rachel: Yeah.
Phoebe: (To Rachel) Listen umm, yeah okay, I need to talk to you!
Chandler: Yeah!
Ross: Yeah, okay. (he plops down into one of the leather chairs, with the footrest extended.)
Phoebe: Yeah. And, first heres a gift.
Rachel: Yeah, what the hell did I know!
Joey: Yeah. Whew, it's hot with all of this stuff on. I ah, I better not do any, I don't know, lunges. (starts doing lunges)
Joey: Yeah well, maybe you should go back! Okay? Rachel moves in, and before you know it youre right where you dont want to be! Back together!
Girl: Yeah. (she gets up, notices something behind Joey) Oh.
Rachel: Yeah, he did! (smiling) Oh, see, this is what I'm talking about!
Joey: Yeah, hes the reason I didnt get that big Minute Maid commercial a couple of years ago remember? We were supposed to be brothers, but he messed it up.
Frank: Yeah.
Phoebe: Um, yeah sure. Why you wanna call your Mom?
Phoebe: Oh, yeah try that. (He finishes and looks at her.) So, is that better?
Phoebe: Oh yeah, Ive done it for years. I actually stopped because I was so accurate. Yknow, and-and yknow, one of the great joys of life is its-its wondrous unpredictability. Yknow? And also tea tends to give me the trots.
DR. BURKE: Yeah. Are we nuts here?
Ross: Yeah, maybe.
Paul: (standing in front of a mirror and to himself) Just relax. Just relax Paul, youre doing great. (Ross moves a piece of luggage over so he can watch Paul.) She likes you. She Maybe, she likes you. She likes you. Yknow why? Because youre a (pause) neat guy. (Ross cant believe what hes hearing.) You are the man. You are (pause) the man! (He opens his shirt and looks at his chest.) I still got it. Nice and sexy. Youre just a love machine. (Starts singing) Im just a love machine and I wont work for nobody but you! Hey bab-y! (Flexes and grunts loudly.) Showtime. (Starts to leave and starts singing.) Im just a love machine, yeah ba-by! (Grunts again and Ross is stunned.)
Ross: Um, yeah.
Rachel: Yeah, I don't know who I was kidding. I can barely use chopsticks.
Monica: Yeah, it's just we don't think of you as really being so much "with the words".
Phoebe: Yeah! Its so much better than first grade when you dont know whats going on and definitely better than third grade. Yknow with all the politics and mind games.
Rachel: No, no-no, its okay, calm down. Mark and I talked, and I realised how much I love your stupid brother, and, yeah, we got our problems, but I really want to make it work.
All: Of course well help! Yeah! Well be here!
Rachel: Yeah, I know.
Rachel: Yeah, so?
CHANDLER: Oh yeah, your uh, name came up in a uh, conversation that terrified me to my very soul.
Rachel: Yeah.
Ross: Yeah, just a little in high school, but then I really got into it in college. I mean thats-thats when I really found my sound.
Ross: Yeah, I have a question. When is this gonna air?
Ross: Yeah, that's true. Except I don't wanna get over her.
Monica: Yeah, I mean yeah, I look great. Yeah, I feel great and yeah, my heart is not in trouble anymore! Blah, blah, blah! Y'know I still don't feel like I got him back, y'know? I just want to humiliate him. I wanna, I want him to be like naked and then I'm going to point at him and laugh!
Chandler: Oh, yeah? What happened when we played last time?
Chandler: Yeah, its beautiful.
Phoebe: Well, I didn't get embarrassed running next to Miss (panting). But no, okay. No, no, I can see why running with me would be embarrassing to you. Yeah, okay. You're uptight.
Rachel: Oh yeah! I mean, that was pretty intense.
ROSS: Yeah, can't help but.
Rachel: Yeah! You and that girl from that copy place, which yesterday you took full responsibility for!!
Rachel: Yeah. Thats Daddy.
Joey: Yeah. Hey, remember when she brought up that thing about the three of us?
Rachel: Um. yeah.
Joey: Yeah, I mean its never taken me a week to get over a relationship.
ROSS: [beeper goes off] Yeah, yeah, yeah. I got to get to the museum. So um, I'll see you tonight.
Rachel: Yeahbut come onListen, Im sorry I dont want to make you uncomfortable, but I told Phoebe that it happened and she doesnt believe me.
Ross: Yeah. I mean we are having a baby together.
Rachel: (proud of herself) Yeah, I-I-I just pulled the tab and I just fogged his yeti ass!
Ross: Yeah.