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Joey: All right, all right, all right, let's play one more time, ok? And remember, if I win you do not move to Paris.
Rachel: Ok! Can't believe I'm risking this again, but you're on! All right Joe, you remember the rules! Heads I win, tails you lose.
Monica: Ok, so you've done some good work! (pause) What about your carry-ons?
Erica: Oh, ok. I'm just always afraid that people think I'm just fat with big breasts.
Joey: Now it just hit her that she's leaving and she's kind of emotional so no one say anything to set her off, ok?
Rachel: No, no, no. It's ok. I'm gonna be fine.
Phoebe (to Rachel): You doing ok?
Phoebe: Ok well, before you do, I know we weren't supposed to get you going away presents, (she takes something out from her pocket) but I do have something for you.
Phoebe: Ok.
Rachel: Ok. Monica?
Monica: Ok, um, I'll go with you.
Julie: Oh, you're busy, that's ok, I'll get it. Anybody else want one?
PHOEBE: Well, OK, the record company sent over this piece of paper for me to sign, saying that it's OK for someone else to sing for me. That was my first clue.
CHANDLER: Ok, this could be tough.
Rachel: OK, I'm guessing this is from...
RACHEL: Ok mom, you know what, fine, I'll make an appointment ok, but you know what, right now, I gotta go, I gotta go do a thing.
CHANDLER: Ok, Phoebe.
RACHEL: Ok, so let's talk money.
Rachel: Ok I gotta tell ya, it's really weird when you use my whole name.
Joey: Alright, well the rest of you get comfortable, ok, because we're gonna be here for a li...(stops and thinks) Wait a minute, there is a window in there!
Monica: (gets up) OK, how does everybody like their burgers?
ROSS: Ok, we were sitting over there playing on the floor and he grabs the table and he pulls himself up. He pulled himself up. Standing man. I'm sorry you guys missed it but I did tape it so it you guys want to see it.
RACHEL: Ok, you win.
Susan: It's gonna be ok, just remember, we're doing this for Jordie. Just keep focusing on Jordie.
ROSS: OK sweetie, I'll see you later.
PHOEBE: OK.
CHANDLER: Ok. Ok. Having a phone has finally paid off.
MONICA: Ok.
RACHEL: Ok.
PHOE: OK, OK, don't get all squinky.
RACHEL: Ok, I will have the uh, (whispers) side salad.
PHOEBE: Ok. One.
JOEY: Are you ok, Ross?
RACHEL: Ok.
Steve: (unconcerned) Yeah, OK.
PHOEBE: Yeah, ok. You probably did everything you could.
ROSS: Ok.
PHOEBE: Ok, do you know A minor?
CHANDLER: Ok.
STEPHANIE: Ok.
JOEY: Ok.
Rachel: Ok. (Phoebe starts to walk in the opposite direction though. Rachel sees and follows her) Wha...? where? Where are you going?
RACH: Thank you. OK. [dials] [to Michael] Machine. Just waiting for the beep.
Phoebe: (entering and talking on mobile phone) Ok, great! All right, bye! (she hangs up) Pain in the ass!! (she looks at the others, then back at the phone) That's off, right?
Joey: Oh! I got it! Ok, everyone pick a number from one to ten. Alright? Whoever gets the highest number gets to go first.
RACH: OK, OK.
ROSS: Have a good time. Ok, Ben.
PHOEBE: Yeah, it's just so strange. I mean, she probably woke up today and thought, "ok, I'll have some breakfast, and then I'll take a little walk, and then I'll have my massage." Little did she know God was thinking, "Ok, but that's it." Oh, but the weirdest thing was, ok, I was cleansing her aura when she died, and when the spirit left her body, I don't think it went very far.
PHOE: Ok, all right.
Monica: Hey, honey, my test is down the hall, are you sure you're going to be ok?
RACH: Well. [looks at watch] Woah, look at that! I gotta go, I gotta date. With a man. Um, OK, you guys have a really, uh, have a really good night and you two have a, uh, have a, uh, really good cat. [she leaves carrying her tray then comes back in] OK, we're not supposed to take these when we leave.
RACHEL: OK Julie, so now let's start with your childhood, what was that like?
Rachel: No, no, thats OK. Y'know, I think I'm gonna give it a go.
Ross: Ok, would people stop drinking the breast milk?
MNCA: Sure, what? Ok, ok. [hangs up the phone] [to Rachel] Music?
RACHEL: Ok, Chandler, Mon, there's only one bananna nut muffin left.
PHOEBE: OK, is this really my father?
MONICA: I hope she's OK.
CHANDLER: OK.
PHOEBE: OK, let's go.
ROSS: OK, tip the man.
ROSS: No, no, wait, ok, ok, look at the other side. Look at Julie's column.
PHOEBE: OK.
Ross: Come on, there are plenty of other women out thereok? Just - just forget about her, ok? Just, she's off limits.
ROSS: Are you OK?
CHANDLER: OK, Phoebs, your turn.
PHOE: Are... are you OK?
FBOB: Yeah, OK.
Joey: Ok! All right, well... I'm gonna see if I can get a room for the night and I'll... I'll see you later!
RACH: Ohhh, OK.
Ross: You are not putting that on again! Marcel, OKif you press that button, you are in very, very big trouble.
PHOE: OK, so, you know what you're doing, right?
Gavin: Well, let me explain how birthday parties usually work. There are presents, and a cake, perhaps a fourth or fifth person. Ok, I ... got you the present to make up for being such a jerk to you earlier.
ROSS: Ok.
PHOE: I, OK....
PHOE: OK honey, you're dating Ross.
MNCA: OK.
CHANDLER: Oh, ok.
ROSS: Ok.
ROSS: No, that, that was, I mean, as opposed to uh, the uh, ok. Is this over yet Rach?
RACHEL: Ok, who ordered what?
RACHEL: Ok.
ROSS: Is everything ok?
ROSS: Ok, here, here. There we go.
Rachel: Ok, great, because I gotta get out of here, the smell of beets is killing me!
CHANDLER: Spanish midgets. Spanish midgets wrestling. Julie. Ok, yes, I see how you got there. (phone rings)
PHOEBE: Ok, that's so nice.
ROSS: It's ok. I'm sorry.
PHOEBE: OK, here I go. I'm goin' in.
ROSS: Ok.
CHANDLER: OK. [reads paper] Brake left, gas right?
CHANDLER: Ok, but can you tell him that, because he thinks he's too pink.
MNCA: Ok, how about pilgrim Mockolate mousse?
ROSS: Ok.
CHAN: OK, look, that is one guy's opinion, alright. Phoebs, read yours.
ROB: You OK?
PHOEBE: OK, hi again.
RACHEL: OK.
PHOEBE: OK, Rachel, I'm ready.
PHOEBE: OK. Um, how come I'm walking with you?
Ross: Well, OK, its for a boy. Well, I know its a little out there, but Darwin.
RACHEL: OK, I'm doin' it for ya.
PHOEBE: OK, Rachel, why don't you start talking first.
CHANDLER: Oh uh, o, OK.
RACHEL: Wow. Wow, that's great. Great. Ok, wow, you know what.
RACHEL: OK, well, bye. [kisses him]
MONICA: OK.
RACHEL: Oh, what a load of crap. That is a dot. Your mother is up in heaven going, 'Where the hell is my lily, you wuss?' OK, Phoebe, that is not a tattoo, this is a tattoo. [she bends over and bears her tattoo right when Ross returns]
CHANDLER: OK.
MONICA: OK.