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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)
Phoebe: Oh! You know my friend Abby who shaves her head? She said that if you want to break the bad boyfriend cycle, you can do like a cleansing ritual.
Amy: You didn't want me to marry the old guy with the great apartment. Then, I tried to help your daughter to de-emphasize her flaws (frantically pointing at her nose) And suddenly I am the bad guy?
ROSS: Rach, hey look, I remember that, it wasn't so bad.
Allesandro: Im so excited about having Monica come on board with us. Although I do feel bad about having fired chef Emillio, its like losing a member of the family. Of course, that literally is the case for several of you. Tony, Carlos, Marie, please, tell your father how much were gonna miss him. Now, I know that Monica has a lot of great ideas for this place, well, you all read the review. So without much further ado, I present to you our new head chef.
Chandler: Monica, I think you've gone over to the bad place.
Rachel: Okay, wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a minute. Maybe it's not so bad. How did you leave it?
Ross: And that's bad because..., you hate chicken piccata?
Frank: Oh, wait, no your right, no it was perfect and I cant believe that I screwed it up so bad.
Joey: Look its not that bad. So what, it blocks a little of your door, a little of my door.
Friend No. 2: Youre so bad!
Phoebe: Whoa!! He is soo unreasonable! God, although I think I understand what he means. Oh my God, this is like 60 Minutes, okay, when, when, at first youre really mad at that pharmaceutical company for making the drug and then y'know you just feel bad for the people because they needed to make their hair grow.
Rachel: Aw honey stop! Its not that bad.
Monica: Sometimes I have bad dreams. (starts to break down, and Phoebe offers her, her hand to comfort her.)
Monica: (lying down on a mattress) Oh! Ohhhhh! Oh! Phoebe, come here. Aw, this is my new bed. You gotta feel this bad boy.
Rachel: Oh not bad. Do you know that feeling when youre trying to blow a Saint Bernard out your ass?
Joey: Im not wrong! I wish I was. Im sorry. Bet that barium enema doesnt sound so bad now, huh?
Monica: Very bad.
Phoebe: Ohhh boy, do I feel bad.
Ross: Look, G. I. Joe's in, Barbi's out. And if you guys can't deal with it, that's your 'too bad.'
Girl: Im not gonna tell you! Youre the bad man who broke Sarahs leg.
Chandler: Oh, this is soo bad. (doesnt see Mary-Angela)
Chandler: Yeah, she was at Rockefeller Center skating with her husband, she looked so happy. I almost feel bad for whipping that kids pretzel at them.
Chandler: This is so bad. If-if youre not Mary-Angela, then-then who is?
Rachel: Ive got some bad news.
Joey: (to Chandler and Monica) Hey, does anybody else feel bad about Ross?
Mr. Geller: Well you gotta get at it princess! When your mother and I were trying to conceive you, whenever she was ovulating, bam, we did it. Thats how I got my bad hip.
Quartet: And your also bad in bedd-edd-edd!.
Monica: Wow, she must have hurt you pretty bad, huh?
Monica: Oh, can I borrow this? (points to his milk) My milks gone bad.
Woman: Mine havent been so bad. Oh! Here comes one now. (Hums then squeals a little bit.) Oh, that was a big one!
Janice: Well, let's go to a bad one and make out. (they start to kiss and lean back into Monica.)
Phoebe: Nuh-uh! Theyre maternity pants. They even came with a list of baby names. (Pulls out a sheet of paper which lists whos been naughty and whos been nice.) See, these names are good, and these names are bad. (Finally, she figures it out.) Ohh.
Jasmine: Very bad!
Ross: Very bad.
Ross: Ahh. (notices the table) Ooh, is this a ah, is this a bad time?
Jasmine: Very, very bad.
Jasmine: You did a bad thing!
Monica: Well that's it. People never say `We need to talk' unless it's something bad.
Pete: Okay, I love you. Is that so bad?
Chandler: Thats a bad duck!!! (to Ross) Howd the thing go tonight, Ross?
Monica: Okay, this is the den. All right, check this out. Lights! (the lights turn on automatically, but are very bright) Whoa! All right. Less lights! Bad lights! Lights go away! (they dim) Oh, see you just need to find the right command.
Pete: Y'know what, dont be. This is not, dont be, cause its not so bad.
Monica: No, its not bad. Its not bad at all. Its-its really nice.
Monica: Ahh, Pete, the other day when you said you needed to talk, umm, just so I know, is it good news or bad news.
Joey: (in a really, really bad Italian accent) That's-ah what I suspected-ah.
Rachel: Why, does she have a bad personality?
Joey: Yeah, yeah. Hes got a, hes got a really bad cough, and our vet, he cant do anything about it. Is there something you can do?
Phoebe: Ohh, thats too bad!
Ross: Thats too bad.
Rachel: Come on see, she doesnt look that bad.
Monica: (interrupting) All right!! All right. (walks slowly into the living room) I got stung. Stung bad. I couldnt stand. I-I couldnt walk.
JOEY: See after the scene, Mr. Beatty comes up to me and says 'good actor, bad kisser'. Can you believe that, me not a good kisser, that's like, like Mother Theresa, not a good mother.
Joey: Look no, I-I know its bad, and I know its wrong. Okay? But-but its not like anythings ever gonna happen. Yknow? These-these are just feelings, theyre gonna go away.
Joey: So, you just left? Her place was really that bad?
Phoebe: No but, why does that have to be a bad thing. Just change what it means. Y'know? Go down there and prove your Mother wrong. Finish the job you were hired to do, and well call that pulling a Monica.
JOEY: [to a wedding guest] How's that pig-in-the-blanket workin' out for you? [the guy nods] I wrapped those bad boys.
Joey: Oh, I-I think Im gonna stick with the V, I wanna see how this bad boy turns out.
Cheryl: Oh, yeah. Oh, you know, that's too bad that didn't work out.
Kathy: No, but thats bad!
Chandler: No-no-no-no, this is bad! Its bad! This is bad!
Kathy: Oh my God, is it really that bad?
Ross: I played bad on purpose guys.
Phoebe: Ooh, God it looks bad.
(Joey does the 232 divided by 13 bad news look.)
Chandler: (He is now in the box, in their living room.) Sounds like a really bad idea to me.
Joey: I cant hear a word youre saying, my ears are ringing so bad.
Chandler: Bad dream?
Chandler: See, Im not bad at this fixing up thing, huh?
Monica: (starting to cry) Im a good person. And Im a good chef, and I dont deserve to have marinara sauce all over me! Yknow what, if you want me to quit this bad, then all you have to do is
Chandler: That-thats bad?
Monica: Uh-oh, it was bad?
Rachel: (to Monica) Sorry!! (to Ross) I just feel bad about all that sleep youre gonna miss wishing you were with me!
Joey: All right, thats it. Y'know I was still gonna let you have her. But now, forget about it. Prepare to feel very bad about yourself.
Rachel: Ooh, I just feel bad, I never vacuum. (She goes into Chandler and Joeys.)
Ross: All right, bad ankle, got it!
Joey: (trying to act like hes not the one that stinks.) Whoa! Yeah, what the hell is that? What smells so bad?
Ross: No, its really not that bad. I mean, I-I for one, feel perfectly safe.
Joey: Chandler, if it really hurts that bad you should just tell her.
Emily: And uh, Liam, Liams got bad knees. You hit him right and hell go down like a lamp.
Joey: Its not that bad.
Phoebe: Well, of course it smells really bad. You have your head up a dead animal.
Joey: Well then help me get it off! Plus, it smells really bad in here.
Rachel: (on tape) I screwed up so bad, I told Monica that I would stuff and send all these wedding invitations like weeks ago and I-I
Ross: You know what, I think weve had all the bad luck were going to have. (He hugs her.)
Ross: You're right. Yours is worse. You are the king of bad Thanksgivings.
Chandler: I don't know. I can't--I just, I can't get her out of my head. Y'know? I mean, I'm a very bad person. I'm a very, very bad person. I'm a horrible person. (he waits for a reaction, when he doesn't get one) No you're not Chandler! We still love you Chandler!
Emily: (Giggles.) Ohh...(She realizes that shes in her gown.) Oh! You were not meant to see me before the wedding. Its bad luck.
Rachel: Yes. Monica, you don't get it. It's bad enough that she's stolen the guy who might actually be the person that I am supposed to be with, but now, she's actually (starting to cry), but now she's actually stealing you.
Mrs. Geller: Jack, is it all our fault? Were we bad parents?
Phoebe: Ooh, it's not bad.
Mr. Geller: Boy, bad time to say the wrong name, huh Ross?
Chandler: Bad London! (Takes a spoon and smacks the turkey.)
Ross: Oh, it's not so bad. Monica's gonna make potpourri! I think I'm gonna go wander out in the rain for a while.
Joey: All right, well, we felt really bad about that so we decided we should all take a little trip together!
Chandler: Y'know what else I can't believe? I had to kiss Phoebe and Rachel every time I left a room, I mean it's too bad they didn't see us having sex.
Rachel: What?! I didn't have a good time in Greece! Ross abandoned me! Okay, I couldn't get a plane out, so I had to stay in their honeymoon suite with people coming up to me all the time going, "Oh, Mrs. Geller, why are you crying?" I mean, it was sooo humiliating. I felt like such an idiot! I mean, it's all my fault! And you know why, because I make very bad decisions.
Rachel: So does it really hurt as bad as they say?
PHOEBE: No, now I feel bad. You wanna go to the concert.
Phoebe: Fine! You go learn from your qualified instructor! But don't come crying to me when everyone's sick and tired of hearing you play Bad, Bad Leroy Brown!!
Monica: Danny? You know Rachel? Shes nice. Shes not bad to look at, right?