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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?
Chandler: Yes, but this is Pete. Okay? Hes not like other people, on your first date he took you to Rome. For most guys thats like a third or fourth date kinda thing.
Phoebe: Great! Okay, if youll just excuse me. (To the guy) So, did you hear something you liked?
Phoebe: There you go, that's the spirit! Okay! Now, if you need money, I will lend you money, but just get moving!
RACHEL: Okay, I'll see you after the thing.
RACHEL: Thank you, Okay, Okay.
MONICA: Okay, one more, please. Come on, I'm gonna get it in this time, I will.
RICHARD: Okay, I'll do it.
Rachel: (on the answering machine) I'm sorry. I'm really sorry, but I need to get off the plane, okay? I need to tell someone that I love love them.
Rachel: Okay, y'know what? Maybe, this is not about seizing stuff. Maybe this is about escaping stuff.
Ross: Okay.
Gunther: Okay, here are the tips for this morning. Jen gets 50, 50 for me, and Joey owes eight dollars.
Monica: (entering from her bedroom) Okay, sperm donor number 03815, come on down! Okay, he's 6'2", 170 pounds, and he describes himself as a male Geena Davis.
Chandler: Okay, but let's do it now though, because Chopper 5 just lost it's feed! (He grabs their bags and sprints out.)
Monica: Okay, he's a senior in college.
Rachel: Okay, who are you talking to when you do that?
Monica: Hey. Call me when you get there. Okay?
Joey: Okay. I'm in.
Chandler: Okay.
Chandler: Okay.
Ross: Okay.
Chandler: Yeah, okay.
Ross: Okay, okay, I'll go first.
Chandler: Okay.
Rachel: Oh, I know. Hey, yknow what we never did? (Ross looks at her.) Oh no, not that. (Ross nods okay.) We uh, we never had bonus night!
Chandler: (on phone) Hi! Im back. (Goes to hang up the phone.) Yeah, that sounds great. (Listens) Okay. Well, well do it then. (Listens) Okay, bye-bye. (He hangs up the phone and turns around to see Joey standing close to him and screams.)
Joey: Okay, Ross, I realise that you didn't expect to walk in and see that, but.. Let me explain, okay?
Phoebe: Okay, thanks. Yeah, I'll try that.
Monica: (interrupting her) Okay, now Thanksgiving's over, let's get ready for Christmas. Who wants to go get a Christmas tree?!
Ross: Okay, then why do you have to wear underwear tonight?
Monica: Okay. That was her right?
Phoebe: Okay, we're on it. We're on it.
Ross: Okay. You know that I-I have to go.
Ross: Right. Right, okay, okay. I'm sorry. I'm sorry I yelled.
Ross: Okay. Honey?
Courtney: Oh! Okay! Im gonna try it without the coffee cup cause I think its the left hand thats messing me up.
Rachel: No, no, no, wait! Okay, okay. Don't! I'll go, I'll go!
Monica: Oh my God. Okay, go into the bathroom, use whatever you want, just don't ever tell me what you did in there.
Phoebe: Most likely. (raises and goes toward the door) Okay, I'm gonna be out there.
Rachel: Joey no, this is wrong! You have to take it back, okay? You dont want to win an award this way. Youre very talented. And someday youre gonna win one of these for real and that one is gonna mean something.
Chandler: Okay, there's something different though--Oh my God! You smoked!
Chandler: It doesnt matter because nothing beats a three and a six. That my friend is D-Cup. Okay, now much have you won so far?
Joey: Okay, if Ross and Rachel ask, I've been here the whole time. THE WHOLE TIME!
Rachel: Okay, walk us through it, honey, walk us through it.
Monica: Im sorry, okay? It justtonight was supposed to be yknow, it was supposed to be a big deal.
Guy: Yeah, okay.
Chandler: Okay, so you both just know this stuff?
Chandler: Okay, so thats it, everybody knows! Its official, were moving in together. No turning back. Are ya scared? Are ya?
Chandler: Okay, the old hug and roll.
Rachel: (entering from her room) Okay, Pheebs, quick, what shoes should I wear? The black or the purple?
Chandler: Okay, one question.
Eric: Not really. You youre blurry, but you still look like Ursula. Youre Blursula. Okay wait. Maybe If I-if I just dont look at you for a while. (Stands up and turns his back to her.) See? It it works. Im not, Im not angry at all anymore! This is a great date!
Phoebe: Im sorry, okay, I-I wasnt looking, and the store says that they wont take it back because you signed for it...
Phoebe: Oh, okay then.
Phoebe: Oh, okay. (he kisses her)
Monica: That's my favourite kind! Okay, we are doing this!
Ross: Okay, okay, yes, it is. (waves) How about I'll, uh, catch up with you in the Ice Age.
Rachel: Youd be okay if you knew that Mark had kissed me, and been naked with me, and made love to me?
Phoebe: Yes, but I wanted you to want to live with me, but okay, if you're having so much fun over here
Chandler: Okay, Ross is in the bathroom.
Chandler: Okay, okay. So, should I call her?
Joey: It's okay, these things happen.
Ross: Chandler, can I just say something? I-I know you're still mad at me, I just wanna say that there were two people there that night. Okay? Two sets of lips.
Phoebe: Yeah okay, no if it helps you okay. Yeah.
Phoebe: Okay, okay, okay, the black. But, oh, do you have black, with the little strappys?
Joey: Okay, what else?
Joey: Okay, shoot.
Phoebe: Okay, um, oh, the zoo commercial.
Ross: Okay, okay, okay.
Ross: Okay.
Chandler: Look forget it okay? I dont want to go. I dont want to see him. I dont wanna.
Rachel: (on the phone) Monica, Im quitting! I just helped an 81 year old woman put on a thong and she didnt even buy it! (Pause) Im telling you Im quitting! Thats it! Im talking to my boss right now! (Pause) Yes I am! (Pause) Yes I am! Yes I am! Yes I am! Yes I am! Yes I am! Okay bye, call me when you get this message. (Hangs up as her boss, Mr. Waltham, walks in.) Oh! Mr. Waltham, I ah really need to talk to you.
Rachel: Oh thats not important. The point is, I reallyI think everythings gonna be okay.
Chandler: Did I not tell *anyone* about New Year's Eve? -- Alright, look, go! Go home, okay? Merry Christmas! Go.
Chandler: Okay. (He opens it and its a baby chick) Its a chicken.
Joey: (to Kate) Ah, are you okay?
Ross: Okay, that's, that's enough. (retreats to the bathroom)
Rachel: Okay. Okay, see now the one with the feather boa? Thats Dr. Francis. She used to be a man. Oh look! There(Marcel (Katie) jumps away)Okay. (And runs behind her on the back of the couch for a little while.)
Ross: Yeah, its hard okay, I only have two spots left.
Phoebe: Oh okay. Umm, all right. (Picks up the phone and starts reading from the script.) Hi, this is Phoebe from Empire Office Supplies, can I speak to your supply manager please?
Phoebe: Well look, if I wanted to see a fireman, I would date one. Okay? (she drags him away)
Gary: Well okay, Ill swing by later. Do you live in this building?
Phoebe: Okay. Oh but dont tell them Monicas pregnant because, they frown on that.
Monica: I really like to say that Im-um (Pause) Yknow what Id really like to say? Im drunk!! (Mrs. Geller pulls the camera down.) Thats right mom and dad your little Harmonica is hammered!! (Ross grabs the camera out of his dads hands.) And guess what! Ive been drunk before! And Ive smoked a cigarette! And I got a box of Ding-Dongs hidden in my underwear drawer! Its all okay. Its okay because I turned thirty today. And, and I can do anything I want! Because I am a grown up. (Falls over sideways with Ross filming the fall.)
Phoebe: Right, okay, um-mm.
Ross: Okay!! Okay!!
Chandler: Okay, on three. One....Two....
Chandler: Okay, one...two...
Rachel: Okay.
Ross: But, okay.
Ross: Well, Rachel moving to another country? Not being able to see her every day. How can I be okay with this?
Rachel: (lifts for a toast) Okay, as everybody has ordered, I would like to start the celebration and make a toast � to Phoebe. She dropped her sock.
Rachel: Okay, uh-uh imagine this, "The Mr. Bowmont."
Monica: Good. Okay, Im just gonna wait for Chandler to open the rest of them.
Rachel: Okay!
Chandler: Nine times! Okay, I had to put on lotion! But, its gonna be okay, because as of tomorrow Im conducting an experiment, and if all goes as planned, my butt will be smack free.
Rachel: Oh, but thats okay.
Monica: Whoa! Are you okay?
Chandler: You okay?
Ross: Look, look, theres got to be a way we can work past this. Okay, (takes a hold of one of her arms.) I cant imagine, I cant imagine my life without you. (Both of them are starting to cry.) Without, without these arms, and your face, and this heart. Your good heart Rach, (drops to his knees and hugs her around her waist) and, and....
Phoebe: Okay, its okay.