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All: Yeah, okay. Alright.
Rachel: (Into microphone) Okay, hi. Ladies and gentlemen, back by popular demand, Miss Phoebe Buffay. Wooh!
Max: No. No, that's- that's okay.
Phoebe: Okay, we're gonna take a short break. (Goes over to their table)
Chandler: I snapped, okay? I couldn't handle the pressure and I snapped.
Ross: Okay, look, he's not gonna hurt them, right?
Ross: Oh, that'd be great! Okay, but if you do, make sure it seems like you're there to see him, okay, and you're not like doing it as a favour to me.
Chandler: Okay, but if he asks, I'm not going to lie.
Phoebe: Okay, alright, I have a question, then.
David: Okay, okay, okay. (Gets ready to sweep, and then picks up a laptop computer) Y'know what, this was just really expensive. (Puts it down elsewhere. Then picks up a microscope) And I'll take- this was a gift. (Moves it)
Phoebe: Okay, now you're just kinda tidying.
David: Okay, what the hell, what the hell. (Sweeps the remaining papers off the desk and grabs Phoebe) You want me to actually throw you or you-you wanna just hop?
Monica: I'm sorry, okay. It's just that Chandler has somebody, and Phoebe has somebody- I thought I'd ask Fun Bobby.
Rachel: (Brings Joey a mug of coffee) Okay, here we go...
Ross: Okay, so on our no-date evening, three of you now have dates.
Ross: Okay, so I'm gonna be the only one standing there alone when the ball drops?
Phoebe: Okay, um, stay.
Sandy: Yeah. That's okay, right?
Ross: Okay. He was more embarrassed about that than anyone. Okay? And for him to have the courage to walk back in here like nothing happened...
Monica: Oh my gosh! Rachel, honey.. are you okay? Where-where's Paolo?
Rachel: No. Okay. I was at the airport, getting into a cab, when this woman- this blonde planet with a pocketbook- starts yelling at me. Something about how it was her cab first. And then the next thing I know she just starts- starts pulling me out by my hair! So I'm blowing my attack whistle thingy and three more cabs show up, and as I'm going to get into a cab she tackles me. And I hit my head on the kerb and cut my lip on my whistle...oh...everybody having fun at the party? (To Monica) Are people eating my dip?
Rachel: Okay.
Chandler: Okay. Listen-listen, were not gonna have to walk this way the entire time are we?
Rachel: Okay.
Phoebe: Okay?
Rachel: Okay.
Phoebe: Okay, how do you feel now?
Phoebe: (finishing removing her bra) Okay, there.
Monica: Okay.
Phoebe: Yep! Okay, gotta go, talk to you later.
The Director: You guys make me fly! High! Okay, were gonna pick it up here, tomorrow.
Roger: Listen guys, it was great seeing you again. Mon, um, easy on those cookies, okay? Remember, they're just food, they're not love.
Chandler: (seeing her) Okay.
Phoebe: Well, I mean look it's, it's not your fault, you know. I mean this is just what, what she does to guys, okay.
Monica: Okay Ben, why don't you come open some more presents, and Santa, the Armadillo and I have a little talk in the kitchen? There's a sentence I'd never thought I'd say.
Monica: Yes Phoebe, but this is all I have. Okay? (She pours out the rest of her change purse into the bucket.)
Rachel: Ohh, okay, how about five. (She hands her all the credit cards.) Ohh, thank you.
Phoebe: It's okay. Actually y'know what, it's kinda cool. 'Cause it's like y'know, one life ends and another begins.
Chandler: The guy was hammered, okay? Theres no way, you look like Rosss mother.
Chandler: So, ahh, how are ya? How ya...How ya... You okay?
Ross: Of course I was mad! I told you I-I hate this stuff! Okay? It-its not funny!
Chandler: (to Ross) Dont try to sway her. (To Monica) (Softly) Im your only chance to have a baby. Okay, lets go.
Joey: Okay.
Phoebe: All right, so, okay...
Ross: Whoa-whoa-whoa! Emily, (Gives her the time-out signal.) honey, okay?
Phoebe Sr: Hey! Okay! Well thanks for coming out to see me. I just-I just thought it would be a very good idea to talk about this baby stuff in person. Yknow
Rachel: But yknow what, if you think its gonna be okay well just work out a system. Yknow, itll be like college, Ill hang a hanger on the door and put a sign, "Come back later, Im gettin lucky." (Laughs.)
Mr. Geller: Okay, okay.
Ross: Okay, fine, fine. You dont want to believe me? No, thats fine. (starts to leave)
Chandler: Okay, I gotta go to work.
Monica: Okay, does it involve something to do with Petes computer company?
Chandler: Okay. Okay. (He goes to the closet, moves the clothes out of the way, and notices an empty hanger. He takes the empty hanger and bends it all out of shape. Then he holds it out as if hes giving it to her.) Yes honey, I made it myself. (He throws it down and goes to her chest, grabs something, goes to the bed table, and takes out a pair of scissors. He turns around and holds the scissors to the crotch of the panties he just removed.) I cant do it. I cant do it. (He throws them both down and continues looking. He opens another closet door and finds a tape.) Oh! Oh! A mixed tape! A mixed tape!! (He runs out into the living room.)
Ross: Okay.
Phoebe: Wait okay, if this game is gonna cause problems between the two of you, then maybe I should just keep it.
Chandler: Okay!
Rachel: Okay.
Monica: You really think this is okay?
Monica: Okay!
Chandler: Okay!
Fat Monica: Okay!
Chandler: Okay man. (Chandler starts to get up.)
The Casting Director: (entering) Okay uh, we have narrowed it down to Raymond, Ben, Kyle, and Joey. The rest of you, thank you very much.
Joey: Yeah, thats what I was afraid of.. Okay, uhh Look Janine I really want you to feel at home here, but some of this new stuff. Its too girly.
Monica: (laughs) Thats okay.
Monica: Okay.
Ross: Okay!
Rachel: Okay!
Rachel: Oh, okay, were going. Yeah.
Rachel: Okay. Wait! Wait!
Rachel: Okay... Let me put it this way. Anything from Crabtree and Evelyn?
Rachel: Okay, well cant you just try it one more time Ross? For me? For me?
Joey: Okay.
Ross: (covering his ears and screaming) La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la! Okay, okay, yeah, I would have been devastated but, I would still want to be with you. Because its, I mean its you.
Chandler: Okay. Well, I think the centerpieces are too big
Ross: You'll see. Okay. (Readies himself.) Oh, what's-what's her name?
Monica: Are you okay? Youve been acting weird all afternoon.
Rachel: All right, would-would you mind just not going out with him again? Okay, just the idea of you and he and all these women, its justAnd I know hes my assistant and I cant date himbut it just bothers me, all right?!
Dr. Long: Shes gonna be fine. Okay, shes in a more difficult position so youre gonna have to push even harder now. Go! Push!
Ross: Uhh, okay, its uh, Emily and I, we decided to uh, to get married.
Dr. Miller: Okay then, I guess we'll see you back here in three months.
Joey: Uh, okay, Pheebs?
Cheryl: My hamster. I hope she's okay, I haven't seen her in a while. Have a seat.
Rachel: Oh God, ohh, okay, y'know what, do you think ah, do you think that you just forget that I told you this?
Phoebe: All right, wait! Just wait. Everybody just calm down. Okay? Let's give our friend Joey a chance to explain why he's such a big pervert!
Rachel: Okay.
Chandler: Oh, yeah. (Starts to take it off and then realizes) Uh, no you cant have my jacket! Because then I would be cold! If you thought that you were going to be cold, you shouldve brought your own jacket. But uh, other than that, are you okay? Are you okay?
Rachel: Okay, Ross, I'm really trying to tell you something here.
Ross: Okay, let's go!
Chandler: Okay.
Phoebe: Okay, see, see, everyone else is happy shes done.
Dr. Harad: (entering) Okay!
Chandler: Okay, ah umm, ah, a 8. Ah, a 6?
Frank: Okay, so wait, all right, so how does that make things better?
Chandler: Really? Okay, so
Chandler: Y'know, I sensed that I should stop. So we're okay?
Monica: (pulling on a robe) Okay, I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I-I-I was um, I was taking a nap.
Monica: Okay! Okay, let's race! First one there wins! Ha-ha! (Runs out the door and everyone watches her leave.)
Rachel: Okay. Now this is just the first chapter, and I want your absolute honest opinion. Oh, oh, and on page two, he's not 'reaching for her heaving beasts'.
Monica: Okay, look, I-I have enough stuff for one more sandwich, I mean I was going to eat it myself, but (motions that he can have it.)
Phoebe: Okay, so we got some more good rejections, lots of stuff to work on.
Chandler: Hey! You okay?
Monica: Okay.
Chandler: (laughs) Okay, we have to talk. Im just getting out of a very serious relationship
Rachel: Okay, wait a minute, wait a minute, why are we so sure that this is a girl?
Joey: No hey Rach, its cool okay? Yknow Im a loner too! (Heads for his room.) Right?
Fergie: (Yep, Sarah, the Duchess of York) Okay, so umm, whats your friends name?
Phoebe: Okay, 'cause right after my mom killed herself, I was just in this really bad place, y'know personally. So, I just thought that it'd make me feel better if I wrote to Sesame Street, 'cause they were so nice when I was a little kid! No one ever wrote back.
Monica: (Panicking) Okay, umm, okay, umm (Rachel opens the door.) It's just Joey and Ross.
Ross: Okay, I uh, I can't see you anymore.
Chandler: Oh, dont thank me, thank the jerk that never showed up. Okay, I gotta get to get to work.
Monica: Can we turn the TV off? Okay? Do we really want to spend the entire weekend like this?
Rachel: Okay, what's up?
Monica: Were not gonna have sex! Okay, nothings changed here. He still doesnt want children and I still do, so thats why were just gonna be friends.
Monica: Okay, this one I like!
Phoebe: Uh-hmm. Okay. Well then, could we reschedule? For say, Friday night perhaps at 8 oclock?
Chandler: Okay, fine, $300.
Phoebe: Oh well, okay, hey, yknow how when youre umm, youre walking down the street and you see three people in a row, and you say, "Oh, thats nice?"
Ross: That's okay.
Joey: Oh. Okay. Ooh! Ooh! Okay, maybe Ill talk about London! Yknow when you two hooked up! Only, only I wont say hooked up. Ill say, "Began their beautiful journey "
Ross: Okay, for instance. Let's say, Janice is coming back from a trip and she gives you two options. Option number 1 she'll take a cab home from the airport. Option 2 is you can meet her at baggage claim. Which do you do?
Chandler: Really? Okay. Great!