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Rachel: Ok, uh-uh... Let's-Let's shop!!
Joey: (to Charlie) Ok, you're gonna come back with some very classy clothes... (aside to Rachel)... and some slutty lingerie, SLUTTY!
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?
Phoebe: Oh... Mike's sister just invited me to a party tonight, he's gonna be there. And she was like "Oh, don't worry! I asked him. He's totally ok with seeing you!". So now I have to go so he'll think that I'm totally ok with seeing him!
Phoebe: Ok, that'll be great!
Monica: Ok.
Doctor Connelly: Ok, given your situation, the options with the greatest chances for success would be surrogacy, or insemination using a sperm donor.
Monica: (long pause) Ok.
Rachel: Hi! Ok, you're ready to go pick up Phoebe and go shopping?
Chandler: (sitting down on the couch) Ok.
Phoebe: Ok. Oh good, I'm dating a Russian cab driver. (to the shop assistant). Seriously does anyone buy this? I smell like beets!
Phoebe: Ok!
Rachel: She's ok, I just don't get a really good vibe from her!
Rachel: It's just physical and I have it totally under control! Ok? It's just, when I see them together, sometimes I just get a little jealous!
Rachel: Ok, great, because I gotta get out of here, the smell of beets is killing me!
Chandler: Ok!
Phoebe: Well, maybe she didn't hear! Ok I'm gonna go into that dressing room, you stay in here and I'll talk and see if you can hear me.
Rachel: Ok, great!
Rachel: Ok well, I heard that! Which means that she heard it too!
Monica: Ok, there's enthusiastic and there's just plain gay!!
Zack: Ok. I heard a joke today. It's pretty funny...
Chandler: You know what's not funny? Male Pattern Baldness (Monica stretches her neck to look behind Zack's head and then gives Chandler an "ok" sign)
Zack: Ok listen, you guys have shown a lot of interest in me tonight and I'm flattered and... and quite frankly a little frightened. Can we just talk about something else?
Rachel: Ok. (Phoebe starts to walk in the opposite direction though. Rachel sees and follows her) Wha...? where? Where are you going?
Phoebe: Oh! I'm sorry Rachel, I don't have time for your childish games, ok? I still have to go find something incredible to wear so I can beat Mike at "who's more over who"! (at which she walks away)
Rachel: Oh God. You did. You heard. Ok, listen, let me explain.
Phoebe: You got it! Ok. But not on the wine that you made, ok, because I just don't want to go back to the Emergency Room.
Phoebe: I understand. Yeah. Ok so then ok, so we're both living in New York, not seeing anyone. That's so not like us!
Phoebe: Ok. (they walk away together)
Chandler: Ok.
Monica: I think I feel ok about it. Actually I think I feel really good about it.
Ross: Yeah! Yeah! OK! Sure! Look! Can we...can we talk about what happened here last night?
Joey: OK Thanks.(Joey touches the hot wax). I touched the stuff
Phoebe: OK, fine, if it means that much to you I'll get rid of Bob.
Rachel: OK.
Chandler: Ok. First of all, this is green!
Ross: Ok.
Ross: Ok, Michelle, it�s time to go.
Ross: OK you...you really don't know what I am talking about?
Monica: Ok, right about now the turkey should be crispy on the outside, juicy on the inside. Why are we standing here?
Phoebe: Great! Ok...I'll go get the tube top.
Phoebe: Hey you guys! Ok, we've got great news.
Chandler: Oh ok.
Phoebe: It's ok that's how you feel.
Mike: Ok... so...(They hug) Goodbye.
Monica: Ok, you got it!
RACH: And ya know what, now I've got closure. [Rachel slams the door and locks it. She sits down, visibly upset. She puts her head in her hands and begins to cry. Ross comes back and is standing outside the window. When Rachel regroups and gets back up to finish closing, she sees him. She smiles. She goes to open the door and can't get the lock undone.] ROSS: Try the bottom one. [She opens the door and they kiss.] [Scene: Chandler and Joey's apartment. Chandler answers the door to find Monica.] CLOSING CREDITS CHAN: Monica, it's 6:30 in the morning. We're not working out, it's over. MNCA: No way, with one pound to go, c'mon. We're workin', we're movin', we're in the zone we're groovin'. CHAN: OK, I don't, I don't mind the last pound. OK, in fact I kind of like the last pound. OK, so don't make me do anything that I'll regret. MNCA: Ooh, what'cha gonna do, fat boy, huh? What? CHAN: Nothing, except tell you, uh, I think it's wonderful how much energy you have. MNCA: Well, thanks. CHAN: I mean, especially considering how tough it's been for you to find work. MNCA: Well, you know. CHAN: You know, I mean, you can't tell your parents you were fired because they'd be disappointed. MNCA: [sad] Uh-huh. CHAN: And it's not as if you have a boyfriend's shoulder to cry on. MNCA: Well no, but um. CHAN: I mean, if it were me, I think I'd have difficulty just getting out of bed at all. MNCA: Y'know, I try to stay positive. . . CHAN: So, you feel like goin' for a run? MNCA: Alright. CHAN: Because, you know, you don't have to. If you want, you could just take a nap right here. MNCA: OK. Just for a little while. CHAN: OK. [Puts an afghan over her and dances into his room]
Ross: Ok! (he takes the camera and walks backwards to take a shot) See? Scared of swings, I bet you feel pretty silly (a swinging boy knocks him down) Ow!
Joey: It's Monica, ok?
Monica: Ok.
Monica: Ok, hey Rach?
Ross: Ok, I've heard myself on tape and I sound nothing like that.
Phoebe: Ok, well, are all the tickets in the bowl?
Rachel: Ok, well Monica, suppose one of your "special" tickets win? How are you gonna feel when you win the lottery and you lose all your friends?
RACHEL: Ok, ok, ok, moving on, moving on, next question. Ok number 29, have you ever betrayed another goddess for a lightning bearer? Ok, number 30.
Chandler: Ok, here we go! (he pushes the play button)
Ross: Ok, use it in a sentence.
Chandler: Ok well, thanks, you won't regret it. I'll see you tomorrow (hangs up).
MRS. GELLER: Over here Jack. OK. I see, Rachel's coming up the path. Oh doesn't she look pretty. Jack, get this. [Rachel enters with a huge nose]
Phoebe: (pause) Ok, say no more.
Joey: Right... (pause) ok, so just from the top of the page, right here.
Rachel: Ok, we're still on that.
Chandler: Ok, go quick!
Monica: Ok, you have to stop playing now.
Monica: Oh yeah? Ok, let's settle this, come on!
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.
CHANDLER: Look, are you gonna be ok?
Rachel: ... Ok, who is this?
Monica: Ok, what is this?
Rachel: Ok professor or detective?
Rachel: Ok
Phoebe: Ok well give her a chance to see all of that!
Ross: Hey, I thought I'd end up kissing Charlie too ok? But SURPRISE!
Rachel: All right, so... Ross, you're ok with all this? I mean...
Ross: Ok. (they both go)
Joey: Yeah, definitely, definitely. Ok, what do you wanna see first?
Rachel: Ok
Receptionist: Ok well, I'll call you as soon as your massage therapist is ready.
Phoebe: (watching around and whispering) Ok, are they listening?
Ross: Ok. Let's see. Oh, you should take her to the MET!
Joey: Ok, all right, so I'll take her to the MET.
Ross: Ok.
Joey: Ok.
Ross: Ok! So let's move on to the Renaissance?
MONICA: Alright, but I'm very excited about this OK, so you gotta promise you won't get all big-brothery and judgmental.
Phoebe: Ok.
Ross: Ok, I'll be home right after work. Ok, by Emma-Wemma-Demma, I love you - wovyou dovyou ...
Joey: Ok whoah-hey... Let me just stop you right there, ok? First, you lied, right? Then, you lied about lying, ok? Then you lied about lying about lying, ok? So before you lie about lying about lying about lying about... lying... (loses count and begins to count the number of 'lyings' in the air but gives up.) (yelling) Stop lying!
Ross: Ok, we gotta go, yeah? So, we'll see you guys tomorrow.
Rachel: Ok! (whispering) Joey is having a secret Days Of Our Lives party up on the roof and he sent you guys to the play to get rid of you!
Charlie: So you'll be ok?
CHAN: Ok, let's do Julie. What's wrong with her?
Monica: Ok!
Ross: Ok, odd thing to get excited about!
Rachel: Oh! (pause) Ok. Ok, you really wanna know who it is?
Rachel: Ok. See you, bye.
Ross and Rachel: Ok, good night!
Phoebe: Sure, ok, yeah.
Rachel: Dont worry, were just gonna search here for an hour, them were gonna go over to Joeys and search, OK?
Rachel: Ok actually Mon, Matthew was just giving me his phone number.
David: Ok, I'm gonna take off.
Ross: (skating over, embarrassed) Ok!... Uh... excuse me? Yeah?
Monica: (smiling) OK!
Chandler: (interrupting her) OK!
Rachel: (worried) What, is everything ok?
Monica:: Hey Rach its me ok I just got the Chandler's room and I caught him molesting himself.
Rachel: Ok!
Rachel: Ok, I...
Phoebe: (to Mike) Ok Mike, better come back Mike, better come back.
Ross: (holding her hand) Hey, you ok?
Mike: Ok, so it's a tie again, 41 to 41.
Chandler: You ok?
Mike: Ok!
Mike: Oh, that's ok. I don't care which of them I beat.
Monica: Ok, how about this: We got wind up toys for Emma for her birthday. We can make them race, and whoever comes in last, stays!
CHANDLER: Ok, you can have it. [He licks it and offers it to her.]
Joey: (pause) It's OK!
Ross: (annoyed) Ok!
Phoebe: Ok, don’t hold thy breath!
Rachel: Ok, so sorry.
Joey: Ok.
Joey: (looking puzzled and nodding) Ok!
Joey: Ok, yeah, got it.
Rachel: Ok well, well I'm really, I'm sorry about that Joey, but do you think that maybe on some level, you don't want to take off my bra?
Rachel: All right, all right, you're right, I won't do anything with Joey, I just thought that we (Joey enters the hall) Ok so that would be two cups of tarragon, one pound of baking soda and one red onion? (Joey enters his apartment)
Joey: Ok, you're scaring me a little bit.
Rachel: Ok, careful, ok. (Emma giggles) Oh, she’s smiling! Oh my God, she does like it!
Rachel: What? Oh my God! I'm so sorry. Joey? Are you ok?
CHANDLER: Ok, while Ross is on the phone, everybody owes me 62 bucks for his birthday.
CHAN: All right, Pheebs, back me up here, ok? You believe in that karma crap, don't you?
DR. BURKE: Yeah, that's my job. Alright, look up. . . look down, now open your eyes, now look down. That's right, look into the light. Now look at me. . . OK. Your eyes look good. Those are good eyes.