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Chandler: Tell it again. (pause, we see Rachel is not amused.) Seriously.
Rachel: Well excuse me, my fashion-impaired friends, I am here to tell you that hats are back.
Phoebe: (disappointed) Oh, okay. Well, so tell me everything about my parents. Everything.
Phoebe: I dont know, but were having dinner tomorrow night, so I figured, shes gonna tell me then. Y'know maybe she just wanted to give him time to, buy me presents, I dont know! So, youre all bored?
Rachel: Y'know, I gotta tell ya, I just loved your look when you were bald.
Phoebe: Yeah, she clamed she had to go out of town suddenly. Shes avoiding me, she doesnt want to tell me where my Father is. She knows, and she wont tell me.
Phoebe: Umm, okay, okay, look. I took this picture from your fridge. Okay, because I know that this is my Father. Yeah, this is Frank Buffay and you are standing right there next to him. Now, look I deserve to know where I came from. All right? So if you can help me find my Father then you should! Otherwise, youre just mean! (pause) So, just tell me the truth!
Phoebe Sr: Y'know I wanted to tell you yesterday, but I just, I kinda felt all floopy, and...
Monica: Yeah, well you call her and tell her that yknow when we were kids her precious little Frannie tried to undress me several times, okay? And if I hadnt have stopped her, there probably wouldnt even be a wedding to go too.
Chandler: All right, I'll tell ya what, the next time you ask me a question like that I'll lie.
Rachel: God, you have to tell me what happens tomorrow!
Mrs. Tribbiani: I know you did, cookie. Oh, I know you did. So tell me. Did you see her?
Chandler: Dont worry, Im brave! I am brave! I I am brave! (They get to the door and Monica goes to open it.) No-no-no-no!! (He stops her.) (Through the door.) Can you tell me who is there please?
Joey: And Rachel. I would've told you but they made me promise not to tell!
Rachel: Yes, we are very sorry to tell you this, but you, Phoebe, are flaky.
Young Ethan: All right, look. I've gotta tell you something. I'm not 17. I only said so that you'd think I was cute and vunerable. I'm actually 30, I have a wife, I have a job, I'm your Congressman. Monica, this is ridiculous, we're great together. We can talk, we make each other laugh, and the sex. Oh, man, okay i have no frame of graft, but I thought that was great.
Joey: You got to tell me exactly what to do there.
Joey: Well to tell you the truth, they uh, (Pause) they had a problem with the bag!
Rachel: Joey, I gotta tell ya, I've been thinking all day about that scene you did, I mean, you were amazing!
Phoebe: I don't have to tell you everything!
Rachel: How could you not tell me you worked here?
Joey: So you need someone who knows fashion, to tell you what looks good.
Monica: Tell me about yourself, Zack!
Joey: Hard to tell, they're so tiny and upside-down. Wait, wait. They're walking away... they're walking away... No, no they're not, they're coming right at us! Run! Run!
Rachel: Hey! We were not on aOkay. Thats fine! Fine. Yknow what Ben? One day when you are a lot older I am going to tell you that entire story over a pitcher of real margaritas, okay?
Chandler: Yeah, it's like when you're a kid, and your parents put your dog to sleep, and they tell you it went off to live on some farm.
Joey: (To Ross) Ill tell you about it later. Be cool.
Monica: Please? Please?! We just don't want to deal with telling everyone, okay? Just promise you won't tell.
Joey: Tell me who it is.
JADE: Hey, Bob, it's Jade. Listen, I just wanted to tell you that I was really hurt when you didn't show up the other day, and just so you know, I ended up meeting a guy.
Ross: Okay! Do you wanna tell the story?!
Phoebe: Fine! (She takes the blanket.) But please God; tell me how to stop them from going off!
PHOEBE: [handing him the papers] Here you go. You know what, I just have one more question, um, if you had figured this out sooner and um, I had been around, do you think that I would have been the one who. . . no, um, I'm sorry, don't tell me, I don't th ink either answer would make me feel better.
Frank: Well, when I tell my friends about her she will be.
Monica: (on phone) I can't wait to be with you! I'll sneak over as soon as Ross picks up Ben. I'll just tell Rachel I'm gonna be doing laundry for a couple of hours.
[Scene: Monica and Rachel's, Chandler and Monica are still debating about how to tell Rachel that Chandlers moving in and shes moving out.]
Ross: (seeing Phoebe still with cat) You didnt tell her?! (They all kinda shy away.) Okay, fine! Pheebs?
Joey: How many times do I have to tell you! Ya, turn and sliiiide! Y'know, turn and slide.
Phoebe: Tell us what?
Monica: Well, we appreciate anything you can tell us.
Chandler: I don't know! You'll tell us on Monday!
Chandler: All right. I'll tell you what. When we're 40, if neither one of us are married, what do you say you and I get together and have one?
Benjamin: So, tell me about it.
Joey: No-no, I cant! I cant! Not after the other night, its just its too weird, okay? Dont tell her Im here! (Turns to run to the bathroom and his bagel falls off the plate onto the floor.) Dont eat that! (Runs to the bathroom as Rachel enters.)
Chandler: I dont know. (He picks the chick up and turns it over, trying to determine the sex of the chick, and blows on it.) I cant tell, what ever it was went back in too quickly.
Monica: You used to tell girls you were a Kennedy. (being sat down) Ooh, uh, thanks. Wow, little tight, isn�t it? How d�you get a bigger table? You-you had a big table, but they made you move. Huh-huh, shut up Monica. Whoo, I suppose that Chandler will have the smoked duck.
Ross: I loved this place! To tell you the truth, I wish I didn't have to move.
ROSS: No, sorry I don't. Tell me why would anyone pay someone to scar their body for life? What if it doesn't come out right Phoebe? Then it's like, I don't know, havin' a bad hair cut all the time. Why's everyone staring at me?
Rachel: Hmm. Do you thinkCould you tell me if shes hanging in, in a one bedroom or a two?
Rachel: Monica...would you please tell Joey that he is a pig?
RACHEL: Oh, I'm sorry. You know what? I cannot have this conversation with you. I mean, god, you just come in here, and drop this bomb on me, before you even tell Daddy. What? What do you want? Do you want my blessing?
(Ross bangs his fists together to tell Chandler off, like what was learned last season. Read about it here.)
RACHEL: What, so you go over there, you tell him you think he's cute, what's the worst that could happen?
Rachel: Well I just came...(She touches him near his heart. Shes almost in tears.) I just needed to tell you...(Looking into his eyes. She takes a deep breath.) Congratulations. (He hugs her. She can barely hold back the tears.)
Chandler: Tell me more.
Rachel: Okay, you know what/ Youre going to have to call that plane and tell them to swing around and come and pick me up.
Phoebe: Oh, honey, honey, tell them the story about your patient who thinks things are, like, other things. Y'know? Like, the phone rings and she takes a shower.
Dr. Franzblau: I don't know, could be an hour, could be three, but relax, she's doing great. So, uh, tell me, are you currently involved with anyone?
Monica: See, didn't I tell you?! You're getting over Ross already!
Joey: (interrupting her) Can you tell me how this happened?
Phoebe: TELL ME WHAT YOU KNOW!
Phoebe: So, should we tell her?
Mrs. Tribbiani: Me? I'm fine. Look, honey, in an ideal world, there'd be no her, and your father would look like Sting. And I'll tell you something else. Ever since that poodle-stuffer came along, he's been so ashamed of himself that he's been more attentive, he's been more loving... I mean, it's like every day's our anniversary.
(Ursula spins around looking puzzled, quite unable to tell where the sound is coming from.)
Rachel: It... You can so totally tell.
Monica: Hey, let me tell them!
Rachel: Okay please tell me that this is just one of your jokes that you do that I dont get.
Elizabeth: Ross, I think you misunderstood what I was saying. I just wanted to tell you that Im going to Florida for a couple weeks.
Joey: Oh wait, before you tell me what it is! (He plays a drum-roll) Okay, what is it?
Chandler: I'm not supposed to tell you.
Joey: I didnt tell him. I didnt know if you were telling people. This is back when I thought Kash was still people.
Monica: Well, if you're gonna be totally rational about this, I can't argue with you! All right? Fine, if you wanna tell him, tell him. I just don't want to be a part of it.
Ross: I'm not supposed to tell you!
Chandler: I'll tell you at the wedding.
Parker: Maaaassapequa, sounds like a magical place. Tell me about Massapequa, is it steep in Native American history? {Transcribers Note: Interestingly Alec Baldwin was born in Massapequa.}
Monica: Seriously, you don't think we should tell him?
Ross: I I do, I do not love Rachel. Im gonna tell her right now about the whole thing so we can get this marriage annulled as fast as possible. Okay? Would I do that if I loved her?
Rachel: Well its hard to tell (Rachel gets up to get a closer look, only shes having some trouble.) Oh God, if she would just stop moving.
Michelle: Ross, you didn�t tell me you were a doctor!
Rachel: (entering) Okay, I have to tell you something that I have never admitted during our entire friendship! But, when we were in high school I made out with James Farrell even when I knew that you liked him! Wow, that feels so good to get off my chest! Okay, you go!
Richard: Noo! I came down here to tell you something else. I came here to tell you I still love you.
Phoebe: Tell me about it.
Mike: Why don't you tell her my name?
Ross: ALL RIGHT!! Phoebe now come on! Will you please tell me what it is I did that mad you so mad at me!
Joey: Well, with Dr. Drake they always tell me what to say. And with Joey, I pretty much have to make it up on my own.
Rachel: (ignoring him) Anyway, Ralph just came in to tell me that hes so happy with my work that he wants me to be the new merchandising manager for polo retail.
Rachel: Joey! Why did you tell Chandler that Monica was getting a boob job?
Phoebe: Ross, you've got to tell her how you feel!
Chandler: So, we'll tell the truth and who knows, maybe she'll like us for us.
Monica: (to Erica) Anybody tell you?
MRS. GREENE: Rachel, you didn't tell me your boyfriend smoked.
Phoebe: No, cause she didnt tell me I was gonna die until the very end of the session, and I was not gonna waste a whole another hour there! I mean Ive only got a week left, yknow? Ive really gotta start living now! (So she picks up the latest copy of Car and Driver (a U.S. auto magazine), leans back, and starts reading.)
Parker: What a beautiful place. What a great night! I have to tell you, being here with all of you in Event Room C I feel so lucky. I think of all the good times that have happened here. The birthdays, the proms, the mitzvahs both bar and bat, but none of them will compare with tonight! My God, I dont want to forget this moment! Its like I want to take a mental picture of you all! Click! (He takes a mental picture of them all.)
Joey: Oh, tell me about it. And shes been on the show forever, its gonna be really hard to fill her shoes.
Monica: He just told me at the counter. He made me promise not to tell, but I couldn't hold it in any longer!
Monica: So you wanna tell us now, or are we waiting for four wet bridesmaids?
Phoebe: Yeah, I wanted to call and tell you that there's no hard feelings for firing me.
Joey: Yeah, that was a disappointment...(pause) Oh, hey!D'you want to come down to the set and tell me if I'm doing ok?
Joey: Now you cant tell anyone, but uh I put on shiny lip balm.
Joey/Drake: Tell me to stop, just...tell me to stop. (he's about to kiss her)
Chandler: I doubt that! Tell her about us last year.
Joey: Well, why dont you tell me what youre supposed to be! Huh? Because I sure as hell cant figure it out! I talk to you and nothin. You look at me, and its nothin. (He kisses her) Nothing.
Rachel: Ill tell ya who should be embarrassed! Its you guys! Come on! This is ridiculous! Thank you very much, but I do not need you to get me a date!
JOEY: Oh, is today the day you're gonna tell them about you two?
Monica: Gotcha. When do we tell them about this?
Ross: No! No, you know what? (closes the door) You [can�t get in there] (?), the baby�s fine, now squam (?). Yeah, [I told you a|Tell your] story walking. (?)
Emily: Liam, do me a favour. Tell the lads to go easy on Ross, its his first time.
JOEY: Well then tell me things like, 'Joey you'll be fine,' and, 'Hang in there,' and, and, 'Somethin' big's fonna come along, I know it.'