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JOEY: So anyway, I'm trying to get my boss's ex-wife to sleep with me. . .
ROSS: Hey, Rach, you know what? I think, I think I know what'll make you feel better. How 'bout you make a list about me. RACHEL: Wha... forget it Ross, no, I am not gonna stand here and make a list of. . . ROSS: C'mon Rachel. RACHEL: OK, you're whiney, you are, you're obsessive, you are insecure, you're, you're gutless, you know, you don't ever, you don't just sort of seize the day, you know. You like me for what, a year, you didn't do anything about it. And, uh, oh, you wear too much of that gel in your hair. ROSS: See there, you uhh, alright, ya, you did what I said. RACHEL: Yeah, and you know what? You're right, I do feel better, thank you Ross. [she walks off and Ross puts his hand to his hair] [Scene: Back at Phoebe's. She is on the phone] PHOEBE: Yeah, um, in Albany, can I have the number of Frank Buffay. . . OK, um, in Ithica. . . alright, um, Saratoga. . . Oneonta. Alright, you know what, you shouldn't call youself information. [hangs up] [Phoebe's grandmother enters] GRANDMOTHER: Hey. PHOEBE: Hello grandma, if that is in fact your real name. GRANDMOTHER: C'mon now Phoe, don't still be mad at me. How's it going? PHOEBE: Well, not so good. Upstate's pretty big, he's pretty small, you do the math. GRANDMOTHER: Well, I think you're better off without him. Oh honey, I know he's your daddy but, but to me he's still the irresponsible creep who knocked up your mom and stole her Gremlin. PHOEBE: No I just, just wanted to know who he was, ya know. GRANDMOTHER: I know. OK, I wasn't completely honest with you when I told you that, uh, I didn't know exactly where he lived. PHOEBE: Whattaya mean? GRANDMOTHER: He lives at 74 Laurel Drive in Middletown. If you hit the Dairy Queen, you've gone too far. You can take my cab. PHOEBE: Wow. Thank you. GRANDMOTHER: Now, remember, nobody else drives that cab. PHOEBE: Uh-huh, got it. Ooh, I'm gonna see my dad. Wish me luck, Grandpa! [blows a kiss to a picture of Einstein]
PHOEBE: Can you believe this. In, like, two hours I'm gonna have a dad. Eeeshk.
ROSS: Fine, OK! Heat, heat, heat, and I'm the obsessive one. [goes to the radiator and starts turning the knob] OK, this way is on, so this is. . . [breaks off the knob] off.
PHOEBE: Wow, this is it, I'm gonna meet my dad. This is like the biggest thing ever, huh.
PHOEBE: OK, here I go. I'm goin' in.
PHOEBE: OK, here I go. . . here I go. . . I'm goin'. [she just sits in the cab]
ROSS: [sitting at table talking to a girl] It's hard to tell because I'm sweating, but I use exactly what the gel bottle says, an amount about the size of a pea. How, how can that be too much?
MONICA: Really? I'm perfectly comfortable. [one of the guest opens the refrigerator] Hey, hey, hey, get in line buddy, I was next. [she opens the refrigerator and leans into it]
ROSS: Alright, alright, here's the chance. Monica give him cash, Rachel give him your earrings. Something, now, anything. MONICA: No, I will not cave. RACHEL: Yeah, I'm with Mon. ROSS: Alright, alright, you know how you say I never seize the day? Well, alright, even though he's your super, I'm seizing. [approaches Mr. Treeger] Mr. Treeger, here is 50 bucks, merry Christmas. [Gives him the cash.]
ROSS: Excuse me, I'm seizing. Mr. Treeger, here's another 50, happy Hanukkah. Will uh, will this help with the knob getting?
PHOEBE: Yeah, maybe, yeah. You know, and, and I'll knock on the door and, and he'll hug me and I'll have a dad. Ya know and I'll, I'll go to his pharmacy and everyone will be really nice to me 'cause, you know, I'm Franks daughter.
PHOEBE: Well, 'cause, I mean, what if, what if he's not this great dad guy? I mean, what if, what if he's just still the dirtbag who ran out on my mom and us? You know what? I've already lost a fake dad this week and I don't think I'm ready to lose a real one.
PHOEBE: You guys. I'm sorry about your shopping.
MONICA: Honey, I'm sorry.
Ross: I'm sorry Chandler, but this, this is really important to me.
Chandler: Well, I'm here to see my old buddy Ben. What are you doing here, weird turtle-man?
JOEY: What? You think I'm too dumb to understand that a husband needs to be with his wife?� Huh?� Do you think I'm like, "Duh."� (He strikes himself in the head with the bat.� He stands dazed for a moment.)
Chandler: I'm serious!
Chandler: Right. So, I'm sorry...
Wendy: So? I'm married. (Showing him the ring on her finger.)
Chandler: I'm *happily* married.
Chandler: (coming from the bedroom) Say goodbye elves, I'm off to Tulsa.
Rachel: Ok, you know what, I'm just gonna take her outside.
Rachel: Oh, yknow I'm not that much of a sweet tooth. I(Chandler puts a forkful of the cheesecake in her mouth.)Wow. My God, so creamy. Oh my God, this is the best cheesecake I have ever had. Where did you get this? (She reaches over to look at the label on the box.)
Ross: All right Emily, as much as I love you, I'm sorry, I can't move to London without Ben.
Chandler: I'm afraid I can't let you do that, Joe.
Rachel: I was faking it! Can't you tell when I'm being fake?
Monica: Oh, you're welcome for the party. I'm glad you're having a good time.
Phoebe: Well I'm sorry Rachel, but I'm not like you, ok? Not everyone can afford help. (she and Mike leave)
Chandler: I'm trppd... in an ATM vstbl... wth JLL GDCR.
Rachel: Oh, great! Well, then I'm gonna take Emma to see him. I wonder why Ross said that he died.
Phoebe: You must think I'm crazy.
Gavin: I'm not sure.
Ross: (not getting it) Yeah! Yeah! Rachel picked it out for me. She told me to trust her and you know what? I'm glad I did! I turned quite a few heads on my way over here.
Phoebe: I'm a woman!
Monica: It's just, I'm not good at singing.
Joey: (at the urinal) Can you stop yellin'? You're makin' me nervous, and I can't go when I'm nervous.
Monica: I'm there!
Chandler: (swallowing hard) It's very, very nice. Well, come here. I'm very happy were gonna have all the sex.
Rachel: I a not gonna lie to you, I'm pretty sick
Molly: No I'm here to take Emma to your mother's, remember?
Rachel: People keep saying that. Oh I'm sorry Gavin
MIKE: (releases a whoosh of air) Ya know, I'm going to take off.
Ross: I'm, I'm okay.
Joey: I'm fine, I'm fine, it's just, it's just weird what's happening with her and Ross. You know, yesterday he asked me to fix him up with somebody.
Chandler: No. No I'm just tired. Y'know, from-from the walk.
Joey: What? I'm not allowed to know smart women?
Chandler: No, no, no, no! No, no, no, no! It's okay, it's okay. I didn't go. Don't cry, it's just a bit! I'm your uncle Chandler; funny is all I have!
Monica: We're okay. I'm still ovulating.
MONICA: Okay, one more, please. Come on, I'm gonna get it in this time, I will.
Ross: Well, if I'm still here in an hour, buy him a drink on me.
Steve: I'm kind of funny looking.
Ross: This year was supposed to be great! But, it's only the second day and I'm a loser with stupid leather pants that don't even fit!
Rachel (feeling awkward): So, what do think you wanna order? I'm really excited about that chicken.
Ross: That's it. I'm in my apartment, you're not there, we're not having this conversation. (gets up, walks across room)
JOEY: They can't kill me, I'm Francesca's long lost son.
Mike: I'm gonna go. (He kisses Phoebe on the cheek)
Mike: I'm gonna go to the bathroom.
Ross: Because, I'm finally getting him excited about Hanukkah, and, and you're-you're wrecking it.
Monica: I'm going to get bigger!
Monica: About that? Erm...I'm going to change.
Rachel: I'm so sorry Pheebs.
Ross: You know what? I'm gonna finish this later, ok? Let me just grab my coat.
Chandler: Oh, I'm so sorry!
Chandler: Great, a faster way to tell people that I'm unemployed and childless .
Ross: (visibly upset) I'm dead?
Phoebe: Well, I'm sorry but it's hard to believe that anyone would tell a story that dull just to tell it! (looking outside) See, there's something going on with them. Look, he's getting into the car with her!
Phoebe: I'm sorry, I broke down... I wanted to see him.
Rachel: I'm trying to put Emma down for a nap, have you seen Hugsy?
Monica: Hi, that's what I'm doing for Phoebe!
Tom: Thanks... uh... I'm so sorry about Ross, it's...
Ross: (coming in) I'm dead and no one cares?
Chandler: Chandler, Chandler Bing. I'm not gay, I'm not gay at all.
JOEY: Uhh, I'm guessing the threshold's clear now.
Monica starts crying: Thank you. It was so beautiful. <gets up and walks towards the front door> I'm going to go to Joeys and get the pies.
Joey: I can't tell you what I'm wishing for! Else...you know...won't come true!
Mike: Oh, err... no, she's not here yet. You know, I think I'm just gonna take off and break up with her over the phone...
Ross: Yeah, I uh, totally forgot about that. You mind if I take a rain check? I'm waiting for a call from Emily.
Monica: You know what, Ross? I'm gonna throw in 50 bucks for you.
Chandler: You know, I'm not sure a sports team is the way to go.
Monica: I'm sorry, idea time is over.
Joey: Dude, I'm sorry. But hey, there's one spot left, right?
Joey: I'm telling you, that monkey is a chick magnet! She's going to take one look at his furry, cute little face and it'll seal the deal.
Ross: oh no yeah, no Phoebe is great, but umm I'm an idiot look right before you guys went out I accidentally got her all upset.
Second Message: "Listen, oh... it turns I got the last spot. I'm really sorry man, it was a lot of fun working with you. Give me a call if you want."
Phoebe: I'm still looking through mine...
Monica: Oh sweetie, I'm so proud of you!
Rachel: What?! She just called and said that she was gonna be working late! She keeps lying to me! That's it! Y'know what? I'm just gonna go over there and confront them right now!
Monica: Yeah, I'm sorry. I really am.
Chandler: What? No, I'm taking Monica to a romantic inn in Vermont (shows them a brochure)!
Chandler: (on the phone) "Look, this is ridiculous! I'm not paying for that room! Ok?" (pause) "Oh, thank you very much!" (hangs up) Yeah, I'm going to Vermont...
Rachel: Oh, please!Honey, just the fact that you want me here to support you, I'm...OH MY GOD!Is that Christian Sanders?He's so gorgeous!
Rachel: Oh, I'm sorry, you're right.I'm sorry, good luck! (they hug)
Chandler: I am, I actually am. I mean this is amazing. My entire life I have feared this place, and now that I'm here it's like what was the big deal. I could probably say 'Let's move in together.' and I'd be okay.
Receptionist: I'm sorry, it's not here.
Joey: Ow, I'm just going over the script now! You wanna read lines with me?
Rachel: Okay. (pause).(acting) Hello Drake, I'm surprised to see you here.
Rachel: No, I'm saying...
Monica: I'm so sorry that you had to find out this way. I'm sorry, but it's true, I love him too.
Ross: Well, y'know how I'm trying to work things out with Emily. Well, there's this one thing Okay, (Rachel has her back turned to the camera, and Ross isn't looking at her.) here goes. I made a promise that-(they cut to the other camera and Ross notices something coming out of Rachel's nose)-Oh hey!
Monica: I'm sorry...
Phoebe: I'm sorry too... (they hug)
Joey: Well, I'm feeling really insecure about the one we are shooting tomorrow...
Joey: A little. Yeah no, I really am worried, you know, I mean I have to make it convincing that I'm in love with Olivia.
Ross: Hi, hi, I'm Ross Geller.
Joey: What do you mean? I can do anything, I'm a chameleon! Huh? (he mimes an old man with a beard) I'm old! (then he yawns) I'm tired! (then he mimes someone who's hot...) Hey, I'm hot (...and cold) I'm cold!! Huh?? Come on! What can't I do?
Rachel: No Mon that's not the point. I'm out a thousand dollars, I'm all scratched up, and I'm stuck with this stupid cat that looks like a hand! (Storms out.)
Professor Spafford: And that's not all I'm allergic to.
Charlie: (her mobile phone rings) Oh, I'm sorry. I'll take this. Excuse me. (she cuts herself off for a moment)
Joey: (sounds tired) Hey you guys, I'm turning in. Have fun.
Mrs. Geller: I'm telling you, it's a wonder your mother turned out to be the positive, life-affirming person that she is.
Chandler: I'm sorry buddy, but I don't think I'm gonna be able to make it.
Ross: Oh, I'm no actor, I'm a professor of palaeontology.
Monica: Oh my god, honey, I'm so so so so so sorry.