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JOEY: Gotcha. Phoebs, walk with me.
CHANDLER: Hey Phoebs, can I have the milk after you?
CHANDLER: Phoebs, let me ask you something, were, were these, uh, funny brownies?
Monica: Hey, Phoebs
JOEY: Hey Phoebs.
Chandler: OK Phoebs, how many do you want?
JOEY: Phoebs, he's just a little dog. [turns back to the car window and the dog is halfway through it.] Ahhh.
CHANDLER: Phoebs, play with meeee.
Ross: Phoebs, It's open! It's open!
Chandler: Well, you know Phoebs. I don't know if it's your kinda thing, because it involves a lot of being normal. For a large portion of the day.
Ross: No. No, uh, Phoebs? You can'tyou can't do...
CHANDLER: OK, Phoebs, your turn.
RACHEL: Hey Phoebs, whatcha got there?
Ross: So, Phoebs owes $7.50, Monica, you owe $10, and Rachel, you owe fifteen big ones.
JOEY: Phoebs, what's goin' on?
GANG: Phoebs. [Phoebe leaves]
ALL: Sorry Phoebs.
CHAN: OK, look, that is one guy's opinion, alright. Phoebs, read yours.
JOEY: Phoebs, that's OK. You took a big step today.
RICHARD: Hey Phoebs, what's happening?
RACH: Hey Phoebs, how'd it go with Scott last night?
DUNCAN: Um, now. Phoebs.
ROSS: Hey, Phoebs, how'd it go.
RACHEL: OK, Phoebs. But what about you?
RICHARD: Oh, thank you Phoebs. That's very sweet.
RACHEL: Hey Phoebs. Oh hey, how's the dog?
RACHEL: Great set tonight Phoebs.
ROSS: Yeah but Phoebs, what about the end?
CHAN: [to Phoebe] Listen, Phoebs, this is gonna be OK. [introducing Russ and Ross] Ross, Russ. Russ, Ross.
JOEY: Phoebs look, if you want to know what the deal is, you're just gonna have to ask him.
RACH: No, Phoebs. I'm dating Russ.
JOEY: Good luck Phoebs.
CHANDLER: Nah, Phoebs, that's the guy that comes in the frame.
ROSS: No no, you're uh, you're my lobster. See um, lobsters, uhh, in the tank when, when they're old, uhh, they get with, uhh, they walk around holding the claws. In the tank, ya know, with, with the holding and. . . Uhh, Phoebs you wanna help me out with the, the whole lobster thing?
CHAN: No, no, Phoebs. You know why? Cause he's dead.
CHANDLER: Ya know Phoebs, don't feel so bad for 'em. After they're done playing, I break out the little plastic women and everybody has a pretty good time.
JOEY: Hey Phoebs, if you want, I'll do it.
JOEY: All right Phoebs, way to go.
JOEY: This is unbelievable Phoebs, how can you be married?
JOEY: Phoebs, check it out, check it out, check it out, check it out.
JOEY: Uh, listen Phoebs, I know you're not goin' in there but do you think it'd be alright if I went in and used his bathroom? Oh, that's fine, never mind. Cool, snow, kinda like a blank canvas.
MONICA: Really Phoebs? Because, you know, you'd have to be an actual waitress. This can't be like your 'I can be a bear cub' thing.