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[Scene: Garbage room: Mr. Treeger is unclogging the trash chute as Rachel enters.]
Rachel: Oh! Hey, Mr. Treeger.
Mr. Treeger:: Hey.
(Rachel opens the trash chute, winces at the smell, and throws the garbage bag in. She then tries to throw the pizza box in, but since its so big she jams it into the opening and it prevents the door from closing. She then turns around too see Mr. Treeger watching her.)
Mr. Treeger:: What are you doing?
Mr. Treeger:: No! Youre clogging up the chute that I spent a half-hour unclogging!
Mr. Treeger:: Oh yeah, of course you dont!
Mr. Treeger:: Cause youre a little princess! "Daddy, buy me a pizza. Daddy, buy me a candy factory. Daddy, make the cast of Cats sing Happy Birthday to me "
Mr. Treeger:: You think you could make a mess and the big man in coveralls will come in here and clean it up, huh? Well, why dont think of someone else for a change?
Mr. Treeger:: Tribbiani! Hold on, Ill get the plunger.
Mr. Treeger:: And tell him what?
Mr. Treeger:: Yeah. Well maybe you have heard about the Rent Stabilization Act of 1968!
Mr. Treeger:: Yeah, well your friends are in violation of it. Ive been a nice guy up until now, but uh, I dont need this grief. Im gonna call the landlord and tell him that Monica is illegally subletting here grandmothers apartment. Your friends are outta here pal.
[Cut to later, Joey is returning from talking to Mr. Treeger.]
[Scene: Mr. Treegers apartment, Joey is there to suck up.]
Mr. Treeger:: What?
Mr. Treeger:: You want me to kick you guys out instead?
Mr. Treeger:: You have pets!
Mr. Treeger:: Huh, I wouldve thought it was the other way around.
Mr. Treeger:: Really? Youll do anything?
Mr. Treeger:: Yeah, Ive got something you can do.
Mr. Treeger:: Can you be my dancing partner?
[Scene: Treegers apartment, Joey knocks and Mr. Treeger opens the door.]
Mr. Treeger:: Okay ahh, well, just ahh, follow my lead. (Turns on some music)
Mr. Treeger:: Look come on, eh, just ah, just ah, put your arms around me, eh.
Mr. Treeger:: Ahhhh! Im sorry!
Mr. Treeger:: Ahh, forget it! Ill never be any good at this, my mom was right, Im just a big potato with arms, and legs, and a head.
Mr. Treeger:: Im sure as hell a dancer, its no use Marge will never go for me.
Mr. Treeger:: Yeah!
(Suddenly, Phoebes boss, Mrs. Potter, and a client, Mr. Simon, enters.)
Mrs. Potter: Mr. Simons been waiting for(sees Phoebe and Rick) Oh my God!
Mr. Simon: Why wasnt I offered that? Id definitely pay more for that.
Mr. Treeger:: Hey Duck, is Chick here?
Joey: (To Mr. Treeger) So you ah, ready for our last practice?
Mr. Treeger:: Yeah, but yknow, I think the reason were not getting that spin right is because my apartments too small.
Mr. Treeger:: No, I ahh, had another idea.
[Cut to the roof, where Joey and Mr. Treeger are dancing happily to ^Night and Day^.]
Mr. Treeger:: I know, we did it!! Hey, that was incredible, huh?!
Mr. Treeger:: Thank you, listen, thanks a lot Tribbiani, (checks watch). Oh my God, look at the time, I gotta catch the bus to the ball.
Mr. Treeger:: Yeah.
Mr. Treeger:: Ahh, thanks but no. You see I-I think Im ready to dance with girls.
Mr. Treeger:: Yeah.
Mr. Treeger:: Right. (Starts to leave) Hey, ahh, you wanna come? Marge has a girlfriend.
Mr. Treeger:: Yeah, you could dance real good with her, shes the same size as me.
Mr. Geller: Whats the matter with him?
Mr. and Mrs. Geller: Yes. (They look at Chandler angrily.)
Mr. and Mrs. Geller: What?!
Mr. Geller: What happened son?
Mr. Geller: And we kinda figured about the porch swing.
Rachel: Well, hello, Mr. Rachel! (Throws some more rice.)
Mr. Geller: No, the man is a mess.
(inside Chandlers apartment, Chandler is coming in from his bedroom, sees Mr. Heckles, and screams.)
MR. GELLER: C'mon kid, let's go.
[Scene: Mr. Ratstatter's office. Monica is there.]
Monica: (on phone) Awww, y'know what your nickname is, Mr. Big
MR. TREEGER: No can do, like I told the girl, I can't get a new knob until Thursday.
Phoebe: Sounds like somebody wants to be Mr. Pizza Delivery Girl.
LITTLE BULLY: Us, what about you guys? Man you really, bing, gave it to old Mr. Clean back there. He was a big guy.
[Scene: Joey's apartment. Joey and Sandy are sitting at the kitchen counter. Joey is holding mr. Wigglemunch, and Sandy holds the Grumpus.]
Jill: Oh, Mr. Scientist has to get all technical!
Mr. Zelner: Come on in.
Mr. Waltham: Excuse me, Im standing right here!
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.
CHANDLER: Oh, yeah, easy for you to say, you don't have to walk around sporting some reject from the Mr. T collection. [Joey walks in behind Chandler]
Mr. Oberblau: I'm just saying, I have a cabin in the Adirondacks if you ever want to get away from the city, well, that'd be (pause) just nifty!
Ross: Of course, of course, Mr. Stevens.
Mr. Geller: Everyone thinks they know me. Everyone says 'Jack Geller, so predictable'. Maybe after I'm gone, they'll say 'Buried at sea! Huh!'.
MR. GREENE: I have to be heading to my chateau, thank you.
MR. GELLER: When did I say that?
Mrs. Geller: (To Mr. Geller) This is worse than when he married the lesbian.
Rachel: (chasing after him) Oh, wait! Sorry, Mr. Paul? Mr. Paul?
Chandler: Theres a Mr. Bing!
Mr. Waltham: You spend half your life in the bathroom, why dont you ever go out the bloody window!
Ross: Well we-we dont know for sure. But in my head it-it sounded something like this. (He makes a high pitched noise and Alan doesnt know what to make of it.) Of course, this is just conjecture. Okay, thats uh, thats all for today. (Everyone starts to get up.) Uh Mr. Morse, can I see you for a moment?
Mr. Geller: I always thought that too. Tell me, what does your father do?
Paul: I usually prefer Elizabeths boyfriends to address me as Mr. Stevens.
Mr. Geller: I love you sweetheart. (He kisses her and they sit down.)
Mr. Geller: No! Thank you! (Hugs Chandler) Monica, and Ross! I dont know what Im gonna do about the two of you!
Rachel: Ohh, its Joshua invited me to this fancy club opening tonight. But, I already told Mr. Waltham that I would take his niece to this dumb old opera. So What are you gonna do?
MR. GELLER: C'mon, it's my birthday.
Mr. Thompson: Nice to see you Rachel.
Mr. Thompson: Congratulations on your new boat, Joey Tribbiani!!
Mr. Thompson: Good luck.
Mr. Thompson: Ohh, nice choice.
Mr. Bowmont: Thats me.
(Rachels boss, Mr. Thompson walks up.)
Sarah: Really Mr. Geller, you dont have to do this.
Rachel: Joey! Joey, good one! (Mr. Thompson starts to laugh.)
Mr. Thompson: Thats good. Very good! (Walks away.)
Joey: Uhh, excuse me is there a Mr. Bowmont at this table?
Mr. Geller: (entering) Hi Rachel.
Mr. Geller: We have it. Only now, we call it the beach house.
Mr. Bowmont: I dont think so dear.
MR. GELLER: It's the off light. Right Ross? [pans over to see Ross with an afro and moustache]
Mr. Bowmont: I was actually relieved uh I didnt win the boat. My wife wouldve killed me.
ROSS: Ohh, big smoker. [Packs the cigarettes and flings one on Mrs. Greene in the process. Finally gets one in his mouth and it look really out of place] Big big smoker. In fact I'm gonna go ou into the hallway and fire up this bad boy. [as he walks into the hall, he comes face to face with Mr. Greene]
Mr. Geller: What?! They wanted a scary story!
[Scene: The Geller household, Mr. and Mrs. Geller are getting ready for Thanksgiving dinner. The doorbell rings.]
[Scene: The Mr. Bowmont, is tied up alongside the pier; Joey and Rachel are relaxing.]
Mr. Geller: It seemed like such a simple idea.
(Mr. Thompson looks shocked and at Rachel, she suddenly starts laughing.)
Monica: Excuse me Mr. Mexico.
[Scene: Mr. Geller's party. Mr. Geller and a friend are questioning Richard while Ross observes.]
Chandler: He had sex with Mr. Girabaldi!
Mr. Tribbiani: No, it's only been six years. I just wanted to put a nice memory in your head so you'd know that I wasn't always such a terrible guy. ...Joe. Y'ever been in love?
(They start towards the door but are stopped when Mr. Zelner enters.)
MR. GELLER: Your mother's right. Take her, you can wear my tux.
Ross: Ooh, well. Ah, I kinda have got a lot on my plate right now, not that I wouldn't love a weekend in the country with a strange man. (Mr. Oberblau giggles)
Mr. Zelner: You wrote that you have a cute touchie?
Tag: (interrupting) Uh Mr. Zelner, Im the one who filled in that evaluation.
[Scene: The Mr. Bowmont (Joeys boat), shes shown to be in one of the waterways around New York, but in reality shes in a sound stage on the Warner Bros. lot and we see New York from the water in some rather poor green screen shots. Rachel and Joey are on board.]
Mr. Zelner: Uh actually, Id like to speak with both of you.
Mr. Zelner: Hello Rachel, you uh, got a minute?
MR. TREEGER: He musta been sweepin'. They found a broom in his hand.
Mr. Douglas: Its pretty ugly. We havent seen an ANUS this bad since the seventies.
Rachel: Someone? I brought people. Mr. Thompson, this is Phoebe. Phoebe, this is Mr. Thompson. (She introduces them.) Hes the head of my department.
Joey: Who cares?! I-Ill make payments, whatever it takes, I want the Mr. Bowmont!!
MR. TREEGER: There she is. And over there, that's the other one. This is Mr. Buddy Boyle, Mr. Heckles' attorney. He'd like to talk to you.
Joshua: Yeah, that would be fantastic! My-my nephew is crazy about the Knicks! This is fantastic, thank you so much Rachel. (He takes the tickets and leaves as Mr. Waltham returns.)
Mr. Geller: Im here!
Mr. Geller: Great!
Mr. Bowmont: I dont think shed like that.
Mr. Geller: So its just your mother then.
Mr. Geller: Really?
Mr. Geller: Oh my God, does she really thinks that?
Mr. Geller: Sure!
Mr. Geller: Its the key to my Porsche. Well, the key to your Porsche.
Mr. Geller: Oh, yeah you loved that glove! You took it every place you went. You never went any place without that glove.
Mr. Geller: Crap.
Mr. Geller: (overacting) Thats a good one! Do you hear that Ross? Three days!
Mr. Geller: You dont secretly smoke do you?
MR. GELLER: I tell you, I've never seen him this happy.
(Joey walks away and Mr. and Mrs. Geller walk up. Mr. Geller is wearing this ancient velvet tuxedo.)
Monica: Whos Mr. Girabaldi?
[the guys form a wall between Mrs Geller and Mr Geller and dance across the hall as he walks across]
Mr. Franklin: But we really do need to find someone up here. The work is starting to pile up. Ive got a stack of documents on my desk this high. (Holds his hand at shoulder level.)
Mr. Geller: Im afraid so.
Monica: (on phone) Awww, y'know what your nickname is, Mr. Big
Mr. Geller: Oh look, look theres your old makeup kit!
Mr. Geller: (grabbing a glove) This couldve been hers!
Rachel: Oh. (they knock at the next door, Mr. Heckles answers) Hi. We just found this cat and we're looking for the owner.
Mr. Kaplan: Im not supposed to drink coffee, it makes me gassy.
MR. GELLER: You're the twinkie?
Mr. Geller: Im sorry we cant store your childhood things anymore.