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RACHEL: OK, here we go. Honey, I'm sorry, they were all out of apple pie, someone just got the last piece.
PHOEBE: Anyway, OK, now promise you won't like, freak out and say how great this is until I'm done, OK.
ALL: OK.
PHOEBE: OK. I just met this producer of this like, teeny record company, who said that I have a very fresh, offbeat sound and she wants to do a demo of Smelly Cat.
PHOEBE: I'm not done yet, OK. God. OK, if that goes well, they may even want to make an album.
RACHEL: Oh God. Ross, OK, if you care about me at all, you will get the pie out of the man's hood.
JOEY: Oh, that's OK. You uh, you had a thing.
JOEY: Well OK then. [oven timer goes off behind Chandler] Was that the oven timer?
RACHEL: Look, Chandler, he has moved on, OK, you have to too.
ROSS: No. You're just gonna have to accept the fact that you're just friends now, OK, you're not... rommmates anymore.
PRODUCER: OK Phoebe, you ready to try one?
PHOEBE: OK. [singing] Smelly cat, smell-ly cat, what are they feeding you? Smelly cat [back up singers start singing smelly, smelly, smelly, smelly behind her] Oh woah, oh my God. I mean like, who was that?
PHOEBE: OK. [singing] Smelly cat, smell-ly cat, what are they feeding you? Smelly cat [back up singers - smelly, smelly, smelly, really bad smelly cat, it's not your fault] OK, sorry. I'm just, I'm just not getting that everyone um, gets how smelly this cat acually is. I just think that maybe if we could talk about this, 'cause I need to feel that you really care about the cat.
PHOEBE: Oh OK. So, um, the cat stinks but you love it, let's go.
ROSS: No, there is no way he was a velociraptor. No Tony, look at the cranial ridge, OK. If Dino was a velociraptor, he would have eaten the Flintstones. Yeah, yeah. [Monica comes out of her room] Oh, were you takin' a nap?
ROSS: Oh I-, Oh wait, Tony can you hang on? That's the other line. [gets the other line] Hello. Oh yeah she's here but uh, can she call you back? OK thanks. [hangs up the other line] Call Joanna. [back on with Tony] Hi.
ROSS: OK.
PHOEBE: Now OK, I haven't seen it yet so, if you don't like it, well, so what, none of you ever made a video. [puts the tape in] OK.
RACHEL: Now I'm mommy in this little play? Alright look, I refuse to get sucked into this like, weird little Geller dimension thing OK. So I'm gonna go and take a nice long hot bubble bath because you kids are driving me crazy. [goes in the bathroom]
MONICA: OK, what're we gonna do about this?
ROSS: Ow, ow, OK. Alright, alright, Mon, Mon, you've gone ultrasonic again, alright.
ROSS: Ohh... OK. [changes the channel]
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.
RACHEL: OK, Phoebs. But what about you?
CHANDLER: [stares in disbeliefe] Yeah o-, OK, alright. [oven timer goes off] Doesn't matter, time for Baywatch.
CHANDLER: Oh o-, OK man.
PHOEBE: Uh, Ross, those are the only lines we have, sorry. OK, you guys, once more.
Monica: Ok, um, I'll go with you.
Julie: Oh, you're busy, that's ok, I'll get it. Anybody else want one?
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.
Monica: Hey, honey, my test is down the hall, are you sure you're going to be ok?
PHOE: Ok, all right.
Rachel: No, no, thats OK. Y'know, I think I'm gonna give it a go.
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: Ok, Chandler, Mon, there's only one bananna nut muffin left.
Ross: Ok, would people stop drinking the breast milk?
MNCA: Sure, what? Ok, ok. [hangs up the phone] [to Rachel] Music?
ROSS: OK, tip the man.
PHOEBE: OK, is this really my father?
MONICA: I hope she's OK.
CHANDLER: OK.
PHOEBE: OK, let's go.
ROSS: No, no, wait, ok, ok, look at the other side. Look at Julie's column.
Ross: Come on, there are plenty of other women out thereok? Just - just forget about her, ok? Just, she's off limits.
PHOEBE: OK.
CHANDLER: OK, Phoebs, your turn.
ROSS: Are you 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!
PHOE: Are... are you OK?
FBOB: Yeah, OK.
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.
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?
PHOE: I, OK....
ROSS: Ok.
PHOE: OK honey, you're dating Ross.
MNCA: OK.
ROSS: Ok.
RACHEL: Ok.
CHANDLER: Oh, ok.
ROSS: Is everything ok?
RACHEL: Ok, who ordered what?
ROSS: It's ok. I'm sorry.
ROSS: Ok, here, here. There we go.
CHANDLER: Spanish midgets. Spanish midgets wrestling. Julie. Ok, yes, I see how you got there. (phone rings)
Rachel: Ok, great, because I gotta get out of here, the smell of beets is killing me!
ROSS: No, that, that was, I mean, as opposed to uh, the uh, ok. Is this over yet Rach?
ROSS: Ok.
PHOEBE: Ok, that's so nice.
PHOEBE: OK, here I go. I'm goin' in.
ROSS: Ok.
CHAN: OK, look, that is one guy's opinion, alright. Phoebs, read yours.
CHANDLER: Ok, but can you tell him that, because he thinks he's too pink.
MNCA: Ok, how about pilgrim Mockolate mousse?
ROB: You OK?
PHOEBE: OK, hi again.
PHOEBE: OK. Um, how come I'm walking with you?
RACHEL: OK.
CHANDLER: OK. [reads paper] Brake left, gas right?
PHOEBE: OK, Rachel, I'm ready.
PHOEBE: OK, Rachel, why don't you start talking first.
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.
RACHEL: Wow. Wow, that's great. Great. Ok, wow, you know what.
CHANDLER: Oh uh, o, OK.
RACHEL: OK, well, bye. [kisses him]
MONICA: OK.
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.
JOEY: Phoebs, that's OK. You took a big step today.