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Monica: Nice work everybody! So much for the yknow, "You can drive it, but dont tell Rachel" plan!
Rachel: Wow! I cant believe you lied to me.
Monica: Great! Well Rachel, the reason why I wont let you drive the Porsche is because youre a terrible driver. There! That wasnt about the wedding.
Ross: Fine! Yknow what? It doesnt matter, because, if I remember correctly, there is a comb on the floor of the bathroom.
Monica: Chandler, we still havent gotten an RSVP from your dad.
Chandler: Oh! Right. Umm, maybe thats because I didnt send him an invitation.
Chandler: I dont even know the man. Okay? Were not the close. I havent seen him in years.
Monica: Well what are you gonna do when he finds out he wasnt even asked?!
Chandler: Well he doesnt have to know! Its not like we run in the same circles. I hang out with you guys, and he stars in a drag show in Vegas.
Chandler: Trust me, you dont want him there either. Okay? Nobody is gonna be staring at the bride when the father of the groom is wearing a back-less dress.
Monica: So what! As long as hes not wearing a white dress and a veil I dont care.
Ross: There is no way I am letting you drive this car! So why dont you just hand over the keys?
Ross: No ah-ah-ah! Do not start this car! (She starts the car.) Okay! Okay! I will give you twenty bucks if you get out of this car right now! (He looks for the twenty Rachel stole and doesnt find it.)
Monica: No you didnt. Oh and honey just so you know, now that youre marrying me, you dont get to win anymore.
Chandler: Look forget it okay? I dont want to go. I dont want to see him. I dont wanna.
Joey: Yeah, I wouldnt know about that.
Phoebe: Im just saying that only a man completely secure with his masculinity could walk around in womens underwear! I dont think you could ever do that.
Ross: (shocked) You dont have a valid drivers licenseOkay that is it! Pull over right now!
[Scene: Joey and Rachel's, Joey is walking from the bathroom to his bedroom and walks past a pile of Rachels laundry, which just happens to include a selection of panties. He stops, goes back to the basket, looks for Rachel, picks up a lavender thong, and heads for his bedroom. However, he decides he doesnt like his selection and goes back this time picking up a red low-cut silk brief and heads for his room, flexing along the way to prove his masculinity.]
Monica: Uh oh yeah, she did. Uh, he did. (To Chandler) She? (To the waiter) Im-Im sorry Im new. I dont
Chandler: No! No! I dont want him to know were yet! Im not sure Im ready for that. And besides hes not gonna be too happy to see me either.
Chandler: I dont know if Ive told you this, but hes kinda tried to get in contact with me a lot over the last few years
Chandler: Yeah, hes made phone calls, written letters, he even came to New York, but I always said I was too busy to see him. Yknow its all very Cats in the CradleI dont want to get into it. (The show starts.) Here we go.
Ross: No Rach! Come on! No-no! Yeah, Im sure we wont get arrested for this.
Rachel: Oh yes, absolutely! Yknow, its weird uh, but I had a dream last night where I was stopped by a policeman. And then he uh well I probably shouldnt tell you the rest.
Rachel: I wont speed.
Monica: That cant be your father.
Chandler: It cant happen like this. Okay? Ill meet you back at the hotel.
Joey: Yeah! And-and things arent as smashed down as I thought they were gonna be.
Joey: Pantyhose! Yknow? They way they start at your toe and go all the way up to here (He mimed that and stops when he realized he went to far.) I should go take these off shouldnt I?
Helena: Well I wouldnt miss it for the world. Oh! Im getting all misty here! Youd think I was having my legs waxed or something. (Goes back on stage.)
Ross: What?! What does he want?! I wasnt doing anything!
Ross: Ah no. I dont, but it could not have been more than sixty.
Ross: (laughs) You dont-you dont want to hear about my dream Officer Pretty?
Woman: I dont think so.
Rachel: She is so good at throwing drinks in peoples faces, I mean I dont think Ive ever seen her finish a beverage.
Phoebe: Well tell that to them. Oh! You cant, their dead.
Joey: Yeah, but what if he doesnt? Hes such a good duck.
Phoebe: Im not gonna give you tips! Look dont you see that this-this this all came together so that I could stop you from doing this.
Monica: Say it louder, I dont think the guy all the way in the back heard you!
Phoebe: Dont you see? Everyones looking at me! The plans working! I didnt even have to take off my top yet!
Phoebe: Joey, I cant believe you would do that for me.
Phoebe: Oh, I almost dont want to show this. (Hands it to him.) Just remember Im a minute younger.
Chandler: Id be sad sure, but I wouldnt cry.
Chandler: I dont know, y'know. What, what, would you do?
Rachel: No. Ross, it, it just seems that y'know its time we-we y'know, move on. I mean, I mean dont you think?
Phoebe: No, look, I told you that I didnt want you to try and sell it, and you just, you big fat did it anyway. God, y'know what, I think five years ago I probably wouldve done anything to play with you but, I can do it by myself. And if I cant trust you then just forget it.
Chandler: (To Ross) I dont care, she slept with me.
The Guys: We will. (they dont move)
Rachel: Chandler, arent you worried about what to get Monica for Christmas?
Rachel: You dont pick me! Youre stuck with me!
Chandler: Yeah, y'know what I got a better idea. How-how bout it blocks none of mine door and a lot of yours? (throws his shoulder into the center to try and move it, but it doesnt move.)
Phoebe: I know no, no, y'know you dont deserve this, you dont Ross. Youre, youre really, youre so good. (kisses him on the cheek)
Joey: I dont know. I might stay there for a few days while I look for an apartment.
Emily: I cant believe you really walk alone here! I mean, you hear such stories about New York.
Pete: Oh, yeah. Wasnt that like a year ago?
Joey: I thought we talked about this. I dont like pulp. No pulp. Pulp isnt juice. All juice, okay?
Rachel: Honey um, honey, you do realise that we dont keep the womens lingerie here in the office?
The Stripper: Wow, I didnt know they let you keep chickens and ducks as pets.
Guy: No, you, you cant fit in that thing. Thats not deep enough.
Monica: So you didnt leave the bank?
Phoebe: (getting up) Oh, for god�s sake, Judy, pick up the sock! Pick up the sock! Pick up the sock! (everybody scared) I�m sorry, was that rude? Di-did my, my li-little outburst blunt (?) the hideousness (?) that is this evening? Look, I know, you all have a lot going on, but all I wanted to do was have dinner with my friends on my birthday. And you are all so late and you didn�t even have the courtesy to call. (her cellular rings) Well, it�s too late now.
Monica: Yeah youre right, we cantwe shouldnt watch this.
Ross: Great. Hes doing great. Dont you worry about Chandler.
Jill: You dont want him, but you dont want me to have him?
Chandler: Hello, Joanna (Realises he doesnt know her last name) s office.
Monica: You are both idiots. The joke is not funny, and its offensive to women, and doctors, and monkeys! You shouldnt be arguing over who gets credit, you should be arguing over who gets blamed for inflicting this horrible joke upon the world! Now let it go! The joke sucks!
Phoebe: Come on you know what to do! You hire the first one! You dont hire an assistant because theyre cute, you hire them because theyre qualified.
Monica: (laughs) Yknow what? I-I dont want a big, fancy wedding.
Monica: Werent you nine?!
Phoebe: I think it's just y'know that I haven't been with a guy in so long and how sometimes you're looking for something and you just dont even see that it's right there in front of you sipping coffeeOh no, have I said to much? Well it's just something to think about. I know I will.
Ross: I dont have too. I can just look at you.
Chandler: You dont even have a car!
Ross: Yknow what? He didnt want to talk to us about being angry, well maybe we dont talk to him at all!
Chandler: (Looking down at her hand) Yes, yes I am. Err, listen, the reason that I called you in here today was, err... please dont hate me.
Monica: Nothing. (She backs away a little bit but is still in his arms and looks up at his eyes.) I dont knUmm. I dont know. Umm
Sarah: Really Mr. Geller, you dont have to do this.
Joey: I cant tell you that, no.
Phoebe: You guys you really should get rid of those animals. They shouldnt be living in an apartment.
Monica: Wait a minute, she isnt Shes not the one who you
Chandler: You know what? You don’t need a thesaurus, just write from here, (points at his own heart) your full sized aortic pump.
Ross: I dont know, something girlie.
Phoebe: Oh I-I dont know about that. No, I think that if the two of you had sex the-the-the repercussions would be catastrophic.
Chandler: Honey, I dont like baths! Could you draw me a picture of us having sex on the balcony?
Phoebe: I-I cant find anything that I want to eat! Everything I eat makes me nauseous! Im telling you, being pregnant is no piece of cakeooh! Cake! (Chandler shrugs, and Phoebe grimaces.) No.
Monica: These arent for you! Are you upset?
Rachel: Well, y'know, possibly. (pause) You didnt tell him that, though? Right?
Phoebe: But no, because a doctor wont be able to help him, its just gonna yknow naturally pass through his system in like seven years.
Ross: Phoebe, you cant get out of this! Okay? You have to learn how to ride a bike!
Phoebe: Wow. Okay, I dont know how to talk to you.
Monica: Isnt that great?
Ross: Uh, hello, the buzzer buzzed. It doesnt count.
Chandler: Okay! You dont think I thought of that?
Phoebe: Okay. (on phone) Ooh, Im setting the phone down. (does so) But Im still here! Just dont go anywhere Im still here. (starts to put on the sweater) Dont-dont switch or anything, cause Im, Im right here. (She has pulled the sweater over her head, but her head is stuck in a sleeve.) Just one sec. One sec! One second!! (She is now frantically trying to get the sweater on, as Monica returns from the bathroom.) Wait! One second! Just
Rachel: Oh my god. Ok you guys, theres Danny. Watch. Just watch this. (He walks past the couch to the counter.) See?! Still pretending hes not interested. Ohh, hes coming over. Just pretend like we dont know him. Weve forgotten who he is.
Rachel: Yeah. Dont do this to yourself.
Chandler: Why dont you go up on stage. Ill get a picture of you doing the speech.
Rachel: We dont want it-it to be too much, we want it to be subtle.
{Transcibers note: Ill finish that one for those of you who dont know what theyre talking about. Where the towels are Hers and Hers and His, Threes Company too! Yeah, thats the theme song for Threes Company.}
Phoebe Sr: I really dont think its a very good idea, Phoebe.
Monica: Thats because their nerves are probably deadened from being so stupid. But hey, y'know if you dont believe me, please, by my guest.
Rachel: I still dont get how you know when its false labour.
Phoebe: Monica, if you get five cool points, you get to make somebody take off one item of clothing. It hasnt happened yet, but were all very excited.
Rachel: No Ross!! (stands up and moves away from him) Dont! You cant just kiss me and think youre gonna make it all go away, okay? It doesnt work that way. It doesnt just make it better. Okay?
Dr. Long: No-no. Contractions can be unnerving if you dont know what they are, but shes fine.
Chandler: Oh no-no, no you dont, just come back.
Ross: No, but come on, were off to a great start arent we? I knew Id get you here fast, but this has got to be some kind of a record!
Chandler: But wait a minute though, how are we gonna get there, though, because my Mom wont let me cross the street.
(Chandler tries to take it, but Monica wont let go. He tugs harder, and she still doesnt budge.)
Phoebe: (to Mischa) Okay, y'know what, you dont have to do that now. (Mischa translates that to Sergei) No-no-no-no!! Not him, you dont! (Mischa tells Sergei he can proceed and steps away) Well the moments over.
Monica: How? I dont have any money.
Carol: I cant speak for Emily, but Susan is in a loving, committed relationship.
Ross: People ask me why were not together, I just dont know what to tell them.
Monica: All right! Okay, its just Phoebe. Wills still on a diet, Chandler doesnt eat Thanksgiving food, and Rachels having her aversion to poultry.
Monica: I cant answer that! Chandlers my husband.
Monica: Phoebe, yknow why dont we just go upstairs and have some birthday cake?
Mona: I mean I love spending time with you, yknow I justI hope were moving forward. I mean, we should probably talk about that. Dont you think?
Mrs. Geller: Oh no, dont be silly. I just bet Id need these. (Opens the freezer to reveal )
Phoebe: My moms gonna be here any minute. I cant do this, I cant give him up. Yesno, I can. I dont want to. But I can. No.
Ross: (to Rachel) Okay, thats it, I cant take it anymore.
Chandler: Dont worry.
Ross: Oh, I dont know how that got in there.
Phoebe: Hey. Ooh! Dont sit down!
Ross: Yes I-I am. In fact umm hey, why dont we try it my special way? You can dance on my feet.
Ross: And tell them what? The naked guy we stare at all the time isnt moving.
Ross: I dont know if its true.
Monica: (angrily) It wasnt funny at all! Why would you do that? Why didnt you pick me?
Monica: Well I-I really dont remember the name of it.
Phoebe: Oh my God! (Starts reading them.) Dizziness, nervousness, drowsiness, facial swelling, nausea, headacheHeadache. Vomiting, stomach bleeding, liver damage! Now okay, I dont recall any of this coming up when you gave me these little death capsules! Oh Im sorry, extra strength death capsules!
Joey: Thats right I stepped up! Shes my friend and she needed help! And if I had too, Id pee on anyone of you! Only, uhh, I couldnt. I got the stage fright. I wanted to help, but there was too much pressure. So-so I uh, I turned to Chandler.
Ginger: Dont you have to use the bathroom?
Monica: Well actually, I-I didnt eat mine. Its still in the bathroom.
Chandler: Okay. (Pause) You wont believe what Monicas older brother just said to me!
Monica: (wiping her nose) Are you saying that you dont wanna get with this? (Tries to do a little sexy body rub, but it doesnt work all that well with the big robe.)
Phoebe: She wasnt a hooker.