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+<s>NOTFRIEND: Look, if you’d had two failed marriages, you’d understand!
+RACHEL: Well, y’know what? Thanks to you I’m half way there! I am so mad! Ross, I don’t think I have ever been this angry!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: I worked in a Dairy Queen, why?
+RACHEL: God, isn't this exciting? I earned this. I wiped tables for it, I steamed milk for it, and it was totally -not worth it. Why's he getting all my money? I mean, what Chandler, look at that.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Really? I'm perfectly comfortable. Hey, hey, hey, get in line buddy, I was next.
+RACHEL: Treeger.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: All right well, we're just gonna have to tell Monica, that's all.
+RACHEL: Oh gosh, she's going to kill me.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: No, sweetie, II trust you.
+RACHEL: So, if-if I mess this up, there’s nothing else for dessert?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: C'mon Rachel.
+RACHEL: OK, you're whiney, you are, you're obsessive, you are insecure, you're, you're gutless, you know, you don't ever, you don't just sort of seize the day, you know. You like me for what, a year, you didn't do anything about it. And, uh, oh, you wear too much of that gel in your hair.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: With a man?
+RACHEL: What, what is so strange about me having a date?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Well it's not flexed right now!
+RACHEL: Hey Mon, what are you doing now? Wanna come see a movie with us?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Nothing, it’s just that hypnosis is beyond crap.
+RACHEL: Ross, I watched you get hypnotised in Atlantic City.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: All right then, your bra would still be big.
+RACHEL: No, I stuff outside the bra.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Olive loaf and ham spread, no mayo.
+RACHEL: No no, 'cause mayo, that would make it gross.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: I don’t know Rach.
+RACHEL: I’ll give you ten free Ralph Lauren shirts.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: You stole my moves.
+RACHEL: How much longer?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: No, not a problem.
+RACHEL: I'm glad it's not a problem.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Rach, I got a message from you. Who's Michael?
+RACHEL: Oh my God Ross, no, hang up the phone, give me the phone Ross, give me the phone, give me the phone, give me the.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: What are you doing?
+RACHEL: I m sorry. It s a little old but.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: See?
+RACHEL: A-alright! I can do this.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: I've no idea, could be. Listen, I'm sorry I had to work tonight.
+RACHEL: Oh it's OK. You were worth the wait, and I don't just mean tonight.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Who the hell are you?
+RACHEL: I'm the hell person whose office this is!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Just being friendly.
+RACHEL: Joey, honey, I don’t think you’re supposed to go back there.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Yeah, ooh yeah, I think there is one from batch 17 left, uh. It’s batch 16! 16 people! Get out of the way!
+RACHEL: Okay Joey honey, you’re doing really good! All right, now I’m just gonna need you to step to the port side. Remember how we talked about the port side?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Ah….
+RACHEL: Have you been working out?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Forget it. II—Y’know what? I’ll just have the conversation. I’ll just say I like things the way they are, and hope for the best. What do you think Rach?
+RACHEL: I think, if it was a little colder in here I could see your nipples through that sweater.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: I had about a mugfull in this lovely 'I got boned at the Museum of Natural History' mug.
+RACHEL: OK, so that's, that's what, two bottles, and yet somehow we went through five?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Hey!
+RACHEL: Hey, Pheebs, quick question for ya.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Rachel one brunch is not gonna solve anything. You gotta face it, okay we're never gonna get along.
+RACHEL: Okay, well you are just gonna have too, okay. Because I already got a Mother and a Father who cannot stay in the same room together, okay, I don't wanna have to have a separate room for you too!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Oh my God! Well the idea of a woman flirting with a-with a single man, we-we must alert the church elders!
+RACHEL: You don’t understand! You didn’t see how brazen she was.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Finger sandwiches and tea.
+RACHEL: Ooh great! Very Monica.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Let me ask you, why is everybody using these tiny lights nowadays? I remember when people used to use big lights.
+RACHEL: That’s a good story, Grandpa.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Yeah, not really. Babies are dull.
+RACHEL: Hi, how's my girl?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: What do you think you’re doing?!
+RACHEL: Just washing the windshield.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: They gave him a lot of medication, ok? He wouldn't even know if you were there. Look, we'll go see him first thing in the morning, ok?
+RACHEL: Really, I shouldn't feel guilty?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Okay Rach, but.
+RACHEL: You’re peeping!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Hey Rach, could you get me some cough drops?
+RACHEL: I mean y'know, I'm thinking. You could bring her, and you guys could go up to your old room, and not make out.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Look at you in the apron. You look like you're in a play.
+RACHEL: LESLIE Look at you, you are so big I can't believe it!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: I’m telling. If you put that in her apartment you’ll never hear the end of it.
+RACHEL: I’llI’ll just tell her it’s an antique apothecary table, she doesn’t have to know where it came from. Look at this little drawers! Oh look-look it says that it holds 300 CDs.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Well, there was talk of shutting down Ralph Lauren all together.
+RACHEL: You're very cheeky for a temp.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Ipan Stripan, Glupi Glabi! And that is the Swedish National Anthem! Thank you for asking!
+RACHEL: Wow, Ikea, what a rich culture. Uhm, you know what? I have a friend who is a masseuse.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: All right, then you'd better show me some of that too then.
+RACHEL: Okay, it's missing something. Ooh, I know!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Morning.
+RACHEL: Last night was just wonderful.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Rachel, you didn't tell me your boyfriend smoked.
+RACHEL: Yeah, like a chimney.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Well, I've changed your screensaver from that picture of Nsync.
+RACHEL: Hey, they were popular when I left!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: All right, I’m leaving! Because I’m not going to spend one more day with someone whose out to sabotage my every move. That’s you Rachel!
+RACHEL: Yeah, I got that.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Well, tonight, I actually went out with Chip Matthews in high school.
+RACHEL: Oh honey, I'm sorry.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: For my last birthday you gave me a hug! Okay, read the card! Read the card!
+RACHEL: It’s better to be over the hill then buried under it. All our love Monica and Chandler. That’s funny, yeah!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: I don't want to.
+RACHEL: Joey, honey, they don't know what they're talking about.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Er, Ba Buttons.
+RACHEL: Bob buttons?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: May I help you?
+RACHEL: Oh sorry didn’t mean to interrupt. It’s just such a beautiful space do you do a lot of weddings here?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: And you’ll be nice?
+RACHEL: And, I’ll be nice.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: I’m telling you, you never gave them to me.
+RACHEL: Y’know what Tag, if we went down to the office you would see those contracts sitting on your desk.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Y’know, I’m actually glad Phoebe called. I know we broke up because you thought I wasn’t mature enough, but I’ve really grown up and think we should get back together.
+RACHEL: Oh, it’s just not the right time.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Oh hi dear!
+RACHEL: Oh, thank you so much for coming.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: She's a waitress.
+RACHEL: All right, you guys, I kinda gotta clean up now.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: That would be a good way to get rid of all the PCP we have lying around.
+RACHEL: You know what, we just say that she said it was 5 o'clock. We'll just act casual. We're not late, we're right on time.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Does a good teacher say, Put down the beer pinhead!?
+RACHEL: Well, does a good student drink seven beers during his first lesson?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Oh my God! How bad was it?
+RACHEL: Well, he didn’t say, but it was a fire. I’m guessing not very good. Come on, we gotta go!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Look, are you gonna be ok?
+RACHEL: Well, I have to be, I don't really have a choice, I mean, you know, I could look at the bright side, I get two birthday parties and two birthday cakes.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: How can I? Knowing I'll never hold you in my arms again, or touch your skin, or feel your lips, knowing I'll never make love to you? How can I accept that. I can never kiss you again when it's all I can do not to kiss you right now.
+RACHEL: Kiss me.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Already?!
+RACHEL: Yeah, we got a lot to do! We gotta think about the flowers, the caterers, the music.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Ugh, between the traffic that time of day and all the one-way streets it’ll take me twice as long. Besides, I teach the class three times a week, who am I? Rockefeller?
+RACHEL: Well you’re not gonna be able to keep doing this.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: I’m up all night!
+RACHEL: It’s gonna poop!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Hey!
+RACHEL: Hey, umm, can I ask you guys something?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Come on you know what to do! You hire the first one! You don’t hire an assistant because they’re cute, you hire them because they’re qualified.
+RACHEL: Uh-huh. No, I hear what you’re saying and-and-and that makes a lot of sense but can I just say one more thing? Look how pretty!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Uhh, it was okay. Yeah, it was fun.
+RACHEL: Yeah fun? So uh, so did you guys hit it off?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: I’m just trying to help you, move on.
+RACHEL: Oh, you are a petty man. You are a petty, petty.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: This body?
+RACHEL: Yeah that’s right! Come on Joey sex me up!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Oh, I’ll be right back. And, uh, I know it’s really not my place, but please don’t name your child Phoebo.
+RACHEL: So, which of these babies do you think is the ugliest?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: That’s not what she said last night.
+RACHEL: Now, he could date her.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: What?
+RACHEL: I think I just shipped 3,000 bras to personnel. Oh honey, I gotta go.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: So you don’t know that’s Barney’s the store! That can be y’know his friend’s house, or a bar. Who has Barney’s the store on their speed dial?
+RACHEL: His new girlfriend!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Multi-colored robes! Ooh, and maybe a hat.
+RACHEL: Does Monica know about this?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Oh, okay Ross. Listen, this pen is kinda getting boring, so can you pick me up some porn?
+RACHEL: Where ya going?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Wha-what?
+RACHEL: You were supposed to be in there so I could see your thing!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: II can’t go in there. I can’t tell him!
+RACHEL: Honey, it’s going to be okay. He’s been incredibly supportive of me, and if he gets a little upset that’s what the meatball sub is for.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Hi!
+RACHEL: What is he doing here?!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: I saw you!
+RACHEL: Okay fine, I did. But I didn’t see anything, I swear.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: It's not bad.
+RACHEL: Look what, you made it into a bunny.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: I sound amazing. I, I, I've never heard myself sing before. I mean, except in my own head. Oh, this is so cool, now I can hear what you hear.
+RACHEL: Pretty uhm, different huh?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Did you just flick me?
+RACHEL: OK, well, you wouldn't let me finish and I was jus Ow. That hurt.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Okay, see ya!
+RACHEL: Bye-bye-e!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: I know. I know, and when he proposed to me, everyone said.
+RACHEL: Oh, Mindy, you are so stupid. Oh, we are both so.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Hey, I have all the space I need. Just do what I did.
+RACHEL: Monica, you don’t even have a bed, you sleep in a ball on the floor!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: What? What?
+RACHEL: Well, it was just something Josh said about v-necks, but you had to be there.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Oh! Oh, I love that but.
+RACHEL: You wanna go inside and have some coffee?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Oh, I have to get married in James Bond’s tux!
+RACHEL: It’s a pretty cool tux.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Let's try it again, and this time let's watch everybody watch Joey. Show 'em how it's done. Count it off.
+RACHEL: So ah, did you have fun at the bachelor party last night?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Why does she keep making that noise?
+RACHEL: Honey, I don't know how to tell you this, but um, if something were to happen to Ross or to myself um you wouldn't get the baby.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Yeah a little. He seems really nice. Good kisser.
+RACHEL:?! You kissed him?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: You're over me?
+RACHEL: Ohhhhh God.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: II-am—
+RACHEL: EHHHHHHHHHHH!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Yeah, that way I figure, ya know, we'll be far enough away from our parents that we don't have to see them all the time but close enough that they can come over and babysit whenever we want. And yes, I know, the taxes are a little higher than, let's say, Nassau county but the school system's supposedly great.
+RACHEL: Wow, that's great. Ok, wow, you know what.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Yeah! Yeah y’know, like warm up the crowd. Ask ‘em where they’re from. ‘Cause in Joey Tribbiani you get a minister and you get an entertainer. I’m a minis-tainer! There is no-one better! There is no-one greater!
+RACHEL: How can you not remember us kissing?!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Nice party.
+RACHEL: Well, it was, and you would have seen it if you didn't showed up at. Oh, this party was lame.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Wow! This reminds me of the time when I was umm, living on the.
+RACHEL: Well, h-how is this like that?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Well, not just for you.
+RACHEL: Well, what do you mean?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Awww, y'know what your nickname is, Mr. Big…
+RACHEL: Arghh!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Oh my God!
+RACHEL: I know, I can do more than cook.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: I hope you're not full, 'cause dinner's almost ready.
+RACHEL: Yeah, y'know II think I'm just gonna hang out in my room.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Gettin' drunk and going to a strip club.
+RACHEL: How does going to a strip club help him better?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: now remember you have to imagine me in a kilt.
+RACHEL: I can imagine you in a short plaid skirt and knee socks.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Yeah. I'm sorry too. I'm even more sorry that that phone call didn't come before I told you about looking through the window.
+RACHEL: Yeah, we're gonna let you be alone.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Rachel Green’s office.
+RACHEL: Tag? Hi, who was that?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Wow! That is a bad audition.
+RACHEL: How-how did you lose your job here?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Oh, I’m sorry. Thank you Chandler.
+RACHEL: Anyway, there’s this big charity ball this weekend and Ralph Lauren bought a table, so I kinda have to go.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Oh man! I want that place so much! I was so sure that was gonna work! There's twelve bucks I'll never see again!
+RACHEL: All right honey, we'd better go if we wanna catch that movie.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: What, so this guy is helping you for no apparent reason?
+RACHEL: Uh-huh!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: That's closer.
+RACHEL: I got the tickets! I got the tickets! Five hours from now, shoop, shoop, shoop.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: So-so, what do you want for lunch?
+RACHEL: I guess we have to eat.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: This is it! This is my category.
+RACHEL: Do you have your speech?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: It was. It was an amazing night.
+RACHEL: You think it looked amazing?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Oh, no, no, no, no. You know what, he's not into that stuff anymore. He quit for me.
+RACHEL: Pheebs, this guy has been obsessed with your sister, for God knows how long, okay, you don't just give up something like that.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Look, I think I know the answer to this question, but. Would you like to make love to me?
+RACHEL: Really, really not.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: You really didn’t know?
+RACHEL: We’re having a girl?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: I’m ready for more.
+RACHEL: Tag…</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Yeah, uhm. I mean, Rachel and I, think you are great, with Emma, uhm. We just feel.
+RACHEL: You feel!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: So, uh, he's back.
+RACHEL: Yeah, he's back.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Oh yeah! We went to the Knicks game.
+RACHEL: Ohh that’s nice.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Oh great! What, you brought Joey?
+RACHEL: Well, I brought the next best thing.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: I can't believe Joey. I hate being called a liar!
+RACHEL: But you are a liar.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Yes, thank you!
+RACHEL:! Is that you?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: I don’t want to marry Chandler!
+RACHEL: Okay, uh.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Well, I'm gonna go home and bask in the triumph of my Central Park idea.
+RACHEL: Hey-whoa-whoa-whoa! Ho-ho-hold on a sec there, Mr. Kissey! Y'know, I've been meaning to talk to you about this whole, little, new European thing you got going on, and I just need to tell you that it makes me very uncomfortable and I just--y'know--stop it!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: That’s great! Are you happy now? Look what you did with your funny, funny form!
+RACHEL:!! What about you and your consummated like bunnies nonsense!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: All right then. Rachel Green! Let’s play Bamboozled! How do you test the temperature of the baby’s bath water?
+RACHEL: Uh, put your elbow in it.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: You’re an Aquarius, huh?
+RACHEL: I bet you’re a Gemini.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: What?
+RACHEL: Let's just say my Curious George doll is no longer curious.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: See, I’ve been waiting my whole life to be engaged, and unlike some people I’m only planning on doing this once. So, uh y’know, maybe this is selfish and I’m sorry about it, but I was kinda hoping tonight could just be about that.
+RACHEL: Oh honey, but it is just about.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Right.
+RACHEL: Now that you’re on you’re own, you’re free to look as stupid as you like.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Y’know maybe a little bit!
+RACHEL: Probably just the first half.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: She's really going to love this, you know? The bottom line is I want her to have it, even if I don't get to be the one who gives it to her.
+RACHEL: Aw, honey, that's so sweet.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: What?!
+RACHEL:! She made the tea!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: I own this store.
+RACHEL: So, does this come in another color or…</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Yeah!
+RACHEL: Oh, uh, wait a minute, y'know what? I uh, I can't decide this. Umm, okay, just hold on a second.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: What? Why? What’s wrong?
+RACHEL: No, everything’s fine. I just gotta go back.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: What do you mean? Rach, don't I seem like a professor you'd buy some kind of e-crap from?
+RACHEL: I'm sorry, this sounds like something I'm never gonna be interested in.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Come on! Like I wanted him to tell you, I ran all over the place trying to make sure that didn’t happen!
+RACHEL: I think I’m falling in love with you all over again.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Hey!
+RACHEL: I want to tell you to have a good honeymoon!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: God, Ross is on a date with your sister! How weird is that?!
+RACHEL: Oh my God, look-look he’s taking off her clothes!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Oh, I thought you guys had just been on like four dates, I didn’t realise that had become anything, yet.
+RACHEL: Oh, no-no-no, no-no-no, it has become, it has yeah. Oh no, those were four great dates.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Yeah, yeah, you go talk to your friend. You tell him, Nice try.
+RACHEL: He just keeps lobbing them up and I just keep knocking them right out of the park!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Yeah, well you know what I cannot believe. That my so-called sister, gets a 30 discount from Ralph Lauren and I still have to pay retail.
+RACHEL: ah ha ha. ah ha ha. It's forty five.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Uh, hold, let me see, I don't know. So what're you gonna do.
+RACHEL: Oh, the guys are here.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Just pull on it.
+RACHEL: Hey-hey-hey! Sandwiches!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: What?! What do you mean you're going to London?
+RACHEL: Yeah, I have to tell Ross that I love him. Now honey, you take care,</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Oh, yeah, no problems. It’s all taken care of.
+RACHEL: Hey, do you guys wanna go see a movie?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Yeah, I'm looking for Phoebe, does she still live here?
+RACHEL: Uh, no she doesn't but I can, I can get a message to her.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: I really mean it.
+RACHEL: Awww, awww, it's beautiful.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: No. So, um, let's see your pretty close, huh. Make-up's on, hair's done.
+RACHEL: Yeah, I just have to get dressed.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Fifth day's a charm.
+RACHEL: Oh, Joey, it's so great to be back here. I gotta tell you, you're making it so easy on me and Emma.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Great, great, and I miss that too, I miss everything.
+RACHEL: Oh, I'm sorry, I guess I just bring it out in him.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Sure, we'll do that. What are you up to?
+RACHEL: Well, Phoebe set me up on a date.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Yeah. No-no II know I might not win, but it’s just…I’ve never even been nominated before! I want it so much.
+RACHEL: Well Joey, you’ll probably get it. But you should probably start practicing your gracious loser face. Y’know when like the cameras are on you and you wanna look disappointed, but also that your colleague deserved to win. Y’know? So it’s sorta like…</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Oh no no, this is not for him, this is for me. That way he's still sober but I find his stories about shoelaces much more amusing.
+RACHEL: Oh God, even his knock is boring.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Filing system? Oh-oh! You mean those-those little colored labels you put on all the folders? It certainly did brighten up the inside of the filing cabinets.
+RACHEL: Well, they uh, they-they do more than that.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Roger wants to take her out tomorrow night.
+RACHEL: Don't you remember why you dumped the guy?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Pudo haber sido el General Tso.
+RACHEL: The naked old man is hula hooping!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Look, I didn't recognize it without that inflatable sheep.
+RACHEL: Yeah, which, by the way Chandler, I would like back one of these days.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: C'mon! This looks good!
+RACHEL: Ross, please, trust me. I buy 30 fashion magazines a month. Now, I don't know who's running for president or who that. NATO guy is, but I do know that you have to get as far away as you can from that hat.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Okay, I guess you can…close the door now.
+RACHEL: Forgot my purse! Oh, you guys made up. He’s a good kisser isn’t he? I’m going!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Ugh! I cannot believe you did this too me! You had me doubting how smart I was! You had me doubting my fashion sense!
+RACHEL: Look, this is not that big of a deal! You just don’t date Ross! There’s a million other guys out there, you just.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: I have been working out.
+RACHEL: Wow, this is so much better than I…</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Hi!
+RACHEL: My God, what are you doing here?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Yeah, we want everyone to be there. As much as I hate to delay your doing weird sex stuff to my little sister.
+RACHEL: And I mean, you know, you guys. This is a big deal. I mean, how can we have her first birthday party without her aunt and her uncle!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Woah, woah, woah, let's go back to 29.
+RACHEL: Not uh, not to my recollection.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Try to understand!
+RACHEL: Oh, come on, miss, isn't there any way that you can just let me off.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Uh actually, there-there was also that exchange student from Thailand but II don’t think he-he knew what it was.
+RACHEL: So Ross, we went out for two years, and you never told me you were in an I Hate Rachel club.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Marcel! Marcel! Marcel, no! Good boy. See, how can nobody want him?
+RACHEL: Oh, somebody will.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Huh. Okay. So uh, I think I’m gonna take off.
+RACHEL: Yeah—No wait! Joey no wait it is. It’s something. It’s-it’s umm…it’s my boss.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Yeah? Are you sure, really.
+RACHEL: You see, you look beautiful. For god sakes, dim the lights.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Are you kidding me?! She’s gonna this boat!
+RACHEL: What-what is your wife’s name?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Huh?
+RACHEL: I’m having dinner with my dad tomorrow night, do you wanna come?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Oh hey, you guys, look! Ugly Naked Guy is putting stuff in boxes!
+RACHEL: I'd say from the looks of it our naked buddy is moving.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Rach, he’s not an ex-con.
+RACHEL: Uh, what do I, what do I do with him?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: All right everyone, lift! And slide!
+RACHEL: Hey Joey, can I…</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: That is an excellent excellent question. That is excellent.
+RACHEL: Monica, what is with you? Who'd you have lunch with?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: You didn't want me to marry the old guy with the great apartment. Then, I tried to help your daughter to de-emphasize her flaws And suddenly I am the bad guy?
+RACHEL: Joey, where are those bags?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: What do you mean?
+RACHEL: Well, like anything can be sexy. Like umm, oh-oh, like this dishtowel! Ooh, ooh, this feels sooo good against my cheek! And-and if I feel a little hot, I can just dab myself with it. Or I can bring it down to my side and bring it through my fingers while I talk to him.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: I’m sorry, but we have to have some boundaries! My God, I’m dying.
+RACHEL: Oh come on Ross, we’ve done it before we’ll do it again, it’ll be a nice way to bookend the pregnancy.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: I discovered I'm able to count all of my teeth using just my tongue.
+RACHEL: Umm, why do you have a copy of The Shining in your freezer?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Thank you.
+RACHEL: But I am going hunting!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Emma.
+RACHEL: Oh whose side are you on? I'm not giving you Emma because there is no way you could handle the responibility of a child.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Whoa! Are you kidding me?!
+RACHEL: Well what?! How-how much is it?!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Well, I’llI’ll be there. I mean I have to wear a costume to all my classes that day anyway so…
+RACHEL: Please tell me you’re not gonna dress up like a dinosaur.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Hey, thanks Rach.
+RACHEL: Ohh, honey no problem.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: I’m sorry, they surprised me. There was nothing I could do!
+RACHEL: Well you could’ve untied it with your hands.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Uhm. Stockholm.
+RACHEL: I wish I knew if that was right!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: You haven't by any chance chosen a groomsman yet, have you?
+RACHEL: Oh, Ross, c'mon, please! Don't make this harder than it already is!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: I’m pregnant. Ross? Ross? Okay, whenever you’re ready. And you’re the father by the way—but you got that…
+RACHEL: Can I get you some water?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: No, no, no, oh no-no-no, it’s has to be 801. ‘Cause all those big companies have 800 numbers, every one. Yeah, every big Utah-based company has one.
+RACHEL: Phoe-be!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: How are you?
+RACHEL: I’m fine, but that’s not important. What’s important is how was she?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Because it's too delicious.
+RACHEL: Chandler, you stole this cheesecake. That is wrong.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Uhh, rub it?
+RACHEL: What do you do if I say we are coming about?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: No, yeah! The groom cannot see the bride!
+RACHEL: I’m not gonna marry Chandler!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Apparently Phoebe's mother also goes by the name Julio.
+RACHEL: You guys, there's a little girl in Soho looking for this cat. I mean, you know what that means?!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: All right, the score is nine to eight in favor of the guys. Ladies if you miss this the game is theirs, pick your category.
+RACHEL: It's All Relative!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: A hot girl’s at stake and all of the sudden he’s Rain Man.
+RACHEL: Okay, wait a minute, wait a minute, why are we so sure that this is a girl?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: OK Rach, which, which lily? This lily or that lily?
+RACHEL: Well I.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Hello?
+RACHEL: Phoebe, it's me. I'm going to hunt you down and kill you!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Well, c'mon. Don't ya want to find out?
+RACHEL: I can't believe I don't get to go to my own prom, this is so harsh.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: I just told Rachel that Roy touched my boob.
+RACHEL: I can't go to my own prom without a date, I can't, it's too late.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: No, that's my stepdad. My real dad's the one that ran out on us before I was born.
+RACHEL: How have you never been on Oprah?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: It's not a cat!
+RACHEL: All right listen ball boys! My grandmother had one of these when I was a little girl and it was the sweetest thing! I mean it was so cute, it would sit in my lap and purr all day long, and I would drag a shoestring on the ground and he would chase it!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: No! I want an award I did win! But nobody’s giving me any of those! Plus—Hey Rach, if-if I put it up there right? When people come over they’ll see it and they’ll think I won it.
+RACHEL: Joey, it says Best Supporting Actress!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Honey, the question is…do you really want to marry Joey?
+RACHEL: No, I don’t. Could you be a dear and go tell him?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Make sure you put all that stuff back in the closet, okay?
+RACHEL: Yes, okay, oh, by the way, I just gotta say, I think it's really nice of you that even after you've moved, you still keep storing that stuff for Joey!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Hey! I’ve got a great idea for party favors for the shower. Okay, we get some uh mahogany boxes and carve everyone’s names in them and inside is everyone’s individual birth stone.
+RACHEL: All right, you take care of that. And meanwhile, the party is tomorrow and we still don’t have a guest list.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: You okay?
+RACHEL: I got my girls.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: That's right.
+RACHEL: You-you're not wearing a jacket.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Oh, come on Rach! My turn just started!
+RACHEL: Actually, I just wanna talk to Tag.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: I made them!
+RACHEL: Ooh, good God, they’re so yummy!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: I ah, I work at Bloomingdale's and I might know of a job possibility if your, if your interested?
+RACHEL: Do you want my pickle?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Through the glass doors.
+RACHEL: Alright-y then.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: I AM NOT GONNA HELP YOU DO THAT! Goodbye!
+RACHEL: Hi, I'm here to see mr Campbell, with Gucci. The reservation is probably under Gucci. It's spelled like Gukki, which could be confusing.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Rachel, the cute doctors are here.
+RACHEL: Ok, coming!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Hi! Hey!
+RACHEL: Do you guys know any cute guys?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Thank you.
+RACHEL: Oh wow, this feels weird.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Well.
+RACHEL: Oh stop that!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Oh, that's nice!
+RACHEL: Okay, okay, okay, I got one! Anyway The valentine Tommy Rollerson left in your locker was really from me.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Well, thanks anyway.
+RACHEL: He just kept asking, and asking, and asking, and asking, and asking, and asking.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: No, nononono, it's just, things change. People change.
+RACHEL: We didn't change.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: C'mon, what, you never think about our future?
+RACHEL: Yes, but I, I think about who's apartment we're gonna sleep at tomorrow night and, and where we're gonna have dinner next Saturday night. I do not think about what our childrens' names are gonna be. You know what our childrens names are gonna be.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Because, I'm too afraid.
+RACHEL: I don't know, I mean I would give anything to work for a designer, y'know, or a buyer. Oh, I just don't want to be 30 and still work here.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Just go over and say hi.
+RACHEL: No, I have to go downstairs and come back up as if I'm coming home from the regatta gala. So just go distract him. But don't be sexy.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Well, go ahead Rachel.
+RACHEL: Uh, thank you Phoebe. Umm, well, what struck me most when reading Jane Eyre was uh, how the book was so ahead of its time.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: I think she looks cute, but I am wrong!
+RACHEL: Oh my God, Oh my God, here comes Ross. He's gonna flip out.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Yes, Bravo on the hot nanny.
+RACHEL: You really think she's hot?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: So, tell me. Was it like you and Chandler, and then you and me, or you and me and Chandler?
+RACHEL: He, he, he.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Does it matter? You're ultimately just gonna die or get divorced or have to blow your pets head off.
+RACHEL: Aghh.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Ready?
+RACHEL: Uh-huh.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Now that Rachel's gone?
+RACHEL: So hot I cried myself to sleep last night.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Hey! How come I haven’t seen you here before?
+RACHEL: Well, Joey probably thinks I’ll just embarrass him. Y’know, he thinks I’m some kind of a soap opera nut—Which I’m not! I’m not. Although I do know that your uh, your favorite ice cream flavor is butter pecan. And uh, and that your-your dog’s name is Wally. Well look at that, I’m just stroking your arm.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: No, no, it's not like that. I, I work for a medical researcher.
+RACHEL: Well, have fun!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Why is it sick?
+RACHEL: Because it's Richard's son! It's like inviting Greek tragedy over for dinner!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Can you believe how much this is gonna cost?
+RACHEL: Do you guys ever get the feeling that um, Chandler and those guys just don't get that we don't make as much money as they do?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Anybody want to say good-bye to me at the car?
+RACHEL: Oh honey, I'll say good-bye to you at the car if you don't mind the puss.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Ok, I gotta say. I mean, it means so much to me that you guys are coming all the way over there to hear me do my speech! UH! And I've a surprise, uh. I had to pull some strings but I was able to get everyone passes to the entire conference! That's right! This babies will get you into all the paleontology lectures and seminars.
+RACHEL: Do you have anything that would, get us out of them?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Hi honey, how did it go?
+RACHEL: Agh, it was the graduation from hell.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: No! No! Oh my God. Did she get off the plane? Did she get off the plane?
+RACHEL: I got off the plane.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: You got the job?! Why didn't you tell me?
+RACHEL: Ohh, it's gonna be so great! I'm gonna get to help decide what we sell, I'm gonna have an office with walls and everything. I'm gonna have walls!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Uh-huh.
+RACHEL: You want me to just call him up and tell him that you're seeing him instead? That's what you want?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Thank you so much for this.
+RACHEL: Oh, d'you like it?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Ok, you're scaring me a little bit.
+RACHEL: Get over it soldier, we've gotta do this! Aha! You like that huh?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Okay, this kind of back talk is not gonna fly when we’re married!
+RACHEL: Phoebe you can’t have both of them! You have to pick one!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Just, y'know out.
+RACHEL: Ohh, out, oh God, I don't know why we didn't think to check there!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: No, look, don't touch that!
+RACHEL: Oh, like I wasn't dreading tomorrow enough, having to give it back to him. Remember me? I'm the girl in the veil who stomped on your heart in front of your entire family!' Oh God and now I'm gonna have to return the ring, without the ring, which makes it so much harder.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: The lie you just told.
+RACHEL: That-that you came on to me?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Not for tonight. Not for tonight! Wh-what, what, what, are you doing?
+RACHEL: No honey, we're sorry, we didn't mean it.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Rachel?!
+RACHEL: Oh God Monica hi! I just went to your building and you weren't there and then this guy with a big hammer said you might be here and you are, you are!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Okay I’ll take her, here.
+RACHEL: I have to go to the bathroom.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Something to remember me by!
+RACHEL: Mon, honey you’re not dying. I’m just moving out. Y’know, I mean we’re gonna see each other all the time.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Why don t we just put the poor little TUTI out in the hall?
+RACHEL: During a blackout? She ll get trampled!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Three down knows I’m married, what’s three down doin’?
+RACHEL: So did they call you to tell you your name’s gonna be in this?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: All right. Y'know what? We don’t have to go downstairs! We can bring Vegas up to us! All right, come on, come on, we'll play some blackjack. Here we go. 13.
+RACHEL: Hit me!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: This conversation never happened!
+RACHEL: Never happened!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Uhm, oh. I don't know, it's too hard.
+RACHEL: No, you gotta pick one!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: What?!
+RACHEL: Gunther, I quit.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Yeah? You don't think it's just pathetic?
+RACHEL: Pathetic!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Yeah, y'know what? I'll take it myself, thank you! All right Rach, let's go!
+RACHEL: Are you kiddin'?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Hi!
+RACHEL: This is so stupid! I mean, I gave Barry up, right?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Come on! You’re good with kids. They’re just crazy on Halloween. Y’know, they’re all greedy and hopped up on sugar!
+RACHEL: You think that’s all it is?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Yeah.
+RACHEL: Every time.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Well, there's a spot open for only one groomsman and you have to choose between Ross and Chandler. So good luck with that.
+RACHEL: What, what, what, no, I don't wanna do that.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Eldad is much more cooperative! And he can dance! You dance for Rachel!
+RACHEL: No-no! Don’t dance for me! Don’t! What is the matter with you guys?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Ok, all right, let's hear about the kiss. Was it like, was it like a soft brush against your lips? Or was it like a, you know, a I gotta have you now kind of thing?
+RACHEL: Well, at first it was really intense, you know. And then, oh, god, and then we just sort of sunk into it.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: I try not to let my work affect my personal life, but it's hard, when you do what I do. It's like uh. Well, for instance, what do you do?
+RACHEL: I'm a waitress.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: How to make the next one even shorter?
+RACHEL: Now wait a minute that’s not fair. He was married to me a hell of a lot longer than he was married to Emily, he just didn’t tell me. Maybe I have to pee again.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Still-still, let me come, for me.
+RACHEL: If you really need to.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Uh, do you wanna go change first? The doctor’s keeping the office open late for us, but if you hurry.
+RACHEL: No, I’m fine.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: It’s uh, right through there.
+RACHEL: God y’know, if someone told me a week ago that I would be peeing in Joey Tribbiani’s apartment.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: No, no. You know what? I guess it's partially my fault, you know, I shouldn't have asked you to, er, start off with a monkey. I should have started you off with, like, a pen or a pencil.
+RACHEL: I'm doing everything that I can. I've got everybody looking for him, and then I.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Oh, and I've got Earth Science, but I'll catch you in gym.
+RACHEL: So, is this just gonna be you and Carol?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: I don't know whether he's testing me, or just acting out, but my monkey is out of control. But, he keeps erasing the messages on my machine, supposedly by accident.
+RACHEL: Oh, yeah, I've done that.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Can I see your license please?
+RACHEL: Oh yes, absolutely! Y’know, it’s weird uh, but I had a dream last night where I was stopped by a policeman. And then he uh…well I probably shouldn’t tell you the rest.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Okay.
+RACHEL: What do you mean, you're taking over my job?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: What?
+RACHEL: I think this is funny!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Yeah.
+RACHEL: Well, y’know what? I go see my doctor tomorrow, I’ll ask her about this. Maybe she can give me a pill or something.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Ok, all right. We want to hear everything. Monica, get the wine and unplug the phone. Rachel, does this end well or do we need to get tissues?
+RACHEL: Oh, it ended very well.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Listen, we-we have to have dinner. What-what are you doing tomorrow night?
+RACHEL: Oh tomorrow, oh I don’t know. Um…</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Oh OK. Oh no, oh it's gone, that's so weird, I don't know how-where it went.
+RACHEL: You didn't get it?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: You could?
+RACHEL: I’ve been sailing my whole life. When I was fifteen my dad bought me my own boat.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Hi, I'm Joshua.
+RACHEL: What can I do for you Joshua?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: I'll take care of it.
+RACHEL: You do what the hand says!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Oh, my God.
+RACHEL:  Oh my God.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Blur blur blurrrrr, blur blur, blur blur, blur lur lur lur lurrrrr.
+RACHEL: Hur hur hur. Er Ohhhhh.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: So, this was uh, really fun.
+RACHEL: Real fun. Y’know, this bra, Really, bothers me. Y’know, this used to be my bedroom. A lot of memories in here, a lot of memories. If these walls could talk, y’know what they’d say? Wanna hear some memories?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Uh, uh, well you're, umm, you're my lobster.
+RACHEL: OK, you know what, are, are you being like, the blind date guy again?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Thanks. Hey, listen, would you like to go to a movie sometime or something?
+RACHEL: Yeah, that'd be great. I'd love it.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Thank you. I'm from New York.
+RACHEL: Ok, well, not a problem. We'll just use them to stop the bleeding. Baggage claim?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: You know you probably didn't know this, but back in high school, I had a, um, major crush on you.
+RACHEL: I knew.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: No. This whole like playing-for-money thing is so not good for me. You know, I don't know, when I sang SuSuSuicide, I got a dollar seventy-five. But then, Smelly Cat, I got 25 cents and a condom. So you know, now I just feel really bad for Smelly Cat.
+RACHEL: Well, you know, honey, I don't think everybody gets Smelly Cat. You know, I mean, if all you've ever actually had are healthy pets, then, whoosh!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Me go out with Ross?! No! God no! What would make you think that?
+RACHEL: I just, Phoebe, said y’know thought she saw something between you guys.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Aaarrgh! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!
+RACHEL: You just barge in here! You don't knock, you have no.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Congratulations you two!
+RACHEL: Thank you…we’re so excited.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Shut up!
+RACHEL: I’m sorry!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Monica! Can I talk to you for a second? Listen, I appreciate you getting me the costume…
+RACHEL: Oh, you did this to him?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Umm, she Rach, not it, she.
+RACHEL: Yeah, I’m not so sure.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Let’s just say I took care of it.
+RACHEL: Whoa-whoa-whoa, let’s say more!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Oh, major shampoo explosion!
+RACHEL: Uh, look Ross, this really isn't easy.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: That’s not fair! I can’t do that.
+RACHEL: Yeah, I’m not so sure you should be here when he comes up.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: I gotta go.
+RACHEL: Yeah, well, that oughta do it.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Yeah, he’s gonna work on that.
+RACHEL: Come and knock on my door.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: That’s it. That’s my whole name.
+RACHEL: That’s your whole name, okay of course it is! Okay, well let’s-let’s just have a look-see here.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Hey, you only heard Monica's side of that. That little fatso was a terror.
+RACHEL: I just don't think I can bear it.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: I’ve got cold feet.
+RACHEL: it’s gonna be okay!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: She's m-i-i-ne!
+RACHEL: She's mine!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: I didn't say anything yet!
+RACHEL: Well, get back in there and talk!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Done!
+RACHEL: You just finished?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Ahhh!
+RACHEL: He was right there. He got down on one knee and proposed.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Little?! You freaked out big time! Okay? And I fixed it! We have switched places! I am the relationship and king and you are the crazy, irrational screw up! And now we're back.
+RACHEL: I cannot believe Ross is buying this!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Actually it’s more like this.
+RACHEL: Oh stupid metric system!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: He's totally flirting with you too.
+RACHEL: He is, isn't he? I don't know, I don't know, I mean maybe it's just being here at the beach together or, I don't know. But it's like something.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Mmm.
+RACHEL: You know with Paulo, that all there was, was heat. I, I mean it was just this raw, animal, sexual.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: About what?
+RACHEL: Yeah, what?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: After one class? I don’t think so.
+RACHEL: You wanna see me self-defend myself?! Go over there and pretend you’re a sexual predator! I dare ya!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Look at all the stuff people sent!
+RACHEL: Oh Ah! Oh my gosh there’s something every mother needs, a giant stuffed gorilla that takes up the entire apartment! What are people think… Oh you guys I love it.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: What?! Are you crazy? You just had Ross’s baby! It’s-it’s so inappropriate. No, it’s worse than that. It’s wrong. It’s… It is bigger than mine!
+RACHEL: Days of Our Lives, thank you very much.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Thank you.
+RACHEL: And you are so in style right now. Y’know, I work at Ralph Lauren and the whole fall line has got this like equestrian theme going on. I don’t suppose you saw the cover of British Vogue, but…</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: You’ll never believe what just happened, Ross just totally blew me off and he didn’t even tell me why!
+RACHEL: Ohhh well. Y’know what honey? The best thing to do to get over a guy is to start dating someone else. There is this great guy you will love at work named Bob! He’s a real up-and-comer in Human Resources.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Oh I'm, I'm making this too hard. Okay, what do you want me to do.
+RACHEL: I don't know, I don't know. Look, maybe we should take a break.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Well, I may be drunk, but I know what she said! Then I went over to Beefsteak Julie's!
+RACHEL: Beefsteak Charlie's?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: What?
+RACHEL: There were times when it wasn't even me.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Yeah-yeah, it’s this huge place, and-and it’s got this gorgeous view of the park, and very, very romantic. What do you say?
+RACHEL: Yeah that works.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Ross, you didn’t tell me you were a doctor!
+RACHEL: What, what, wait a minute! You haven’t even told her you were a doctor, yet? How long have you known her, like.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Are you all right?
+RACHEL: I’m fine! I’m fine! I’m just losing a tooth, it’s no big deal. I have a dentist! Y’know. I’m gonna go put some ice on it. What do I do now? What do I do now?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Okay.
+RACHEL: Don’t you have to give him his money back?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Hey, look, you’re in trouble either way! Okay? If she comes back and sees me locked to this instead of the chair, she’s gonna know you were in here. So you might as well just let me go.
+RACHEL: What if I clean your bathroom for a month?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Blind?
+RACHEL: Well, not at first, but it was very intricate work and they said even though they lost their sight, it was all worth it.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: So, system kinda broke down huh?!
+RACHEL: Oh Joey, I’m sorry I just couldn’t tell her all those things you wanted me to tell her. And y’know we got to talking and I.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Rachel, I have not missed one question the whole game. I own this game! Look at my hand.
+RACHEL: Do you have the answers written on there?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Um, you know, just out of curiosity.
+RACHEL: Well, ever since I was humiliated and yelled at in front of my friends, I'm just, I don't know, not in a museum benefitty kind of mood.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Now that's a little spoiled. He was supposed to type little, the idiot.
+RACHEL: Just a waitress?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Julie. Julie. That. Oh God. Julie, right. OK, I need to lie down. No, ya know, I'm gonna stand. I'm gonna stand, I'm gonna walk, I'm walkin' and I am standing. OK so you uh, and now wha, and now, now, now you're over me?
+RACHEL: Are you over me?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Ok, here we go. We need to sort out the tickets as quickly as possible to see if we've won. So does anybody have any ideas how to organize this? Ok, how about this: we divide them into 6 groups of 40, and the remaining 10 can be read by whoever finishes their pile first.
+RACHEL: Ooh, I have another idea!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Well, yeah.
+RACHEL: You were gonna drink the fat.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: What is the matter with you?! Do you want to fall into the trap? Do you want to fall into the trap?!
+RACHEL: You did not drop any socks!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Yeah, I know because you have all the good words. What do I get? I get it’s, and oh I'm sorry, I have A. Forget it.
+RACHEL: Phoebe, come on that's silly.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Well, what am I going to tell Monica? She wants to wear them tonight!
+RACHEL: Tell her to wear her own earrings.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Oh, anyway, they say, if we want, we can see it tonight.
+RACHEL: Oh, I would love to!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: that you actually.
+RACHEL: No that’s just——That’s just ‘cause I’m such a good messer!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Come on who? Who do you like? Tell me. You're not getting away that easy. Who do you like, who?
+RACHEL: It doesn't matter, you know, it's not like anything's gonna happen.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Oh, what’s wrong?
+RACHEL: Oh you really, you really just don’t want to hear about it.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: What? What? What?! You guys knew? You all knew and you didn't tell me?!
+RACHEL: Well, Ross, we were worried about you. We didn't know how you were going to react.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: No it isn't, this is my dad, alright, I'll show you.
+RACHEL: Phoebe, I thought your dad was in prison.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: In the death seat?!
+RACHEL: Oh my…</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Okay, so this is where the band is. And this is where the bar is. And all these pins have people’s names on them. And Rach, here you are.
+RACHEL: Why don’t we just take me and put me with a Manhattan in my hand, talking to the cute bartender. These pins aren’t for playing are they?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Naked alone time.
+RACHEL: Phoebe just because I'm alone doesn’t mean I wanna walk around naked. I mean, you live alone, you don't walk around naked.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Umm, I’m trying to move that pencil.
+RACHEL: This one?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Oh, okay.
+RACHEL: Phoebe, just the idea of pitting one baby against another, I mean, you know, and judging who's cuter just for a trophy.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: II gotta say, IIII’m not too sure I agree with that.
+RACHEL: Well, yeah, right, y’know what? Yeah, you’re right, I mean, we no, we have our fun. But if Grunts uncomprehensively. I mean, I mean like craaaazy! Y’know? Okay, all right. This is gonna, this is gonna sound y’know, a little umm, hasty, but uh, just go with it. What if we got married?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: You will?!
+RACHEL: You were really gonna do that, weren't you?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: That is what the thing is.
+RACHEL: Ross, things aren't gonna be weird between us, right? I mean was that just the stupidest thing, me telling you that?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Well, I've never been through the tunnel myself, 'cause as I understand it, you're not allowed to go through with more than one girl in the car, right. But, it seems to me it's pretty much like anything else, you know, face your fear. It have a fear of heights, you go to the top of the building! If you're afraid of bugs, get a bug. Right. In this case, you have a fear of commitment, so I say you go in there and be the most committed guy there ever was.
+RACHEL: Amazingly, that makes sense.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Do you?
+RACHEL: Well, y'know, if-if kids like to play with Capri pants.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Why did I have to start working out again? Damn you 15s!
+RACHEL: Well, we’re a little early, the lecture doesn’t end for 15 minutes.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Well, it's not.
+RACHEL: Maybe I put it in here. Oh, oh, it's not in there! I must have packed it in one of these boxes!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Hey.
+RACHEL: Oh Phoebe, listen. Well, I think we gotta go. This place is really freaking me out. I've been watching this guy over there, I don't think he came with a kid!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Hey, there's sensitive, and there is too sensitive.
+RACHEL: Okay, what? What is too sensitive?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Oh you did? He did it! He did it!
+RACHEL: What did he do?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: The paper.
+RACHEL: Yeah, what's it about?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: You're so sweet!
+RACHEL: Ohh, you're so sweet!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: No, that, that was, I mean, as opposed to uh, the uh, ok. Is this over yet Rache?
+RACHEL: I do not have chubby ankles!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Who?
+RACHEL: Fourth gear!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Ok.
+RACHEL: Oh, you're not gonna believe what happened to me today! Ralph Lauren called, and gave me my job back!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: I know! All right, I’ll see you guys over there! I’m off to fight the Nazis.
+RACHEL: We fought the Nazis in World War II, not World War I.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Another amazing find! Wow! Oh I bet this has a great story too!
+RACHEL: Oh it does, it does! It is a room separating apparatus from Colonial times.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: What did I just say?
+RACHEL: I'm gonna be fine.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: What a nice surprise! What are you doing here?
+RACHEL: Well y’know I was just in the neighborhood and I passed by your building and I thought to myself, What’s up with Carol and sweet, little Ben?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: And y'know what, I just realised, in the last year I’ve only gone out with two guys, Richard and Julio. You gotta help me out here, you gotta set me up, you gotta get me back in the game.
+RACHEL: Well, that shouldn’t be a problem. I mean I work in fashion and all I meet are eligible straight men.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Uh, I'm not really a shot drinking kinda guy.
+RACHEL: Sorry sorry we're late, we, uh, kinda just, y'know, lost track of time.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Yeah.
+RACHEL: Now Joey remember, if you win you have to hug me! You hug me!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Why can't you ever be supportive?
+RACHEL: You want to talk supportive? You didn't even come and visit me when I was in the hospital having the baby.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Wha, OK, I'm sorry, let's uh, why don't we find someplace else.
+RACHEL: No, you know what, it's late, everything's gonna be closed. Why don't we just do it another night?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: No, she likes that. Yeah. Faking sleep doesn't work either, I can't tell you how many mornings I woke up with her.
+RACHEL: Whoa-ho.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Oh shut up more! Now, are you friends with Ralph?
+RACHEL: Oh please…</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: All right. All right! If he wants a date? He's gonna get a date. All right, I'm gonna go in.
+RACHEL: Be sexy.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Come on over here, sweetheart.
+RACHEL: Oh thank you so much Mr. Kaplan, thank you so much.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Hey, thanks for talking to me.
+RACHEL: Well, what is a boss for? Hug it out!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Sweetie, it's be gonna okay, all right. It's a wedding, generally people focus on the bride.
+RACHEL: God I know, you're right.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: CURIOUS GEORGE! You know, the monkey, and the guy with the yellow hat!
+RACHEL: Oh yes, of course, I remember him!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Oh, I couldn’t eat now.
+RACHEL:!! You love their Kung Pao Chicken!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Oh I know.
+RACHEL: Better than Chandler.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: That may be the most depressing thing I’ve heard in my life. I should probably get these to my lawyer’s office.
+RACHEL: Hey, thanks Ross, for taking care of all of this.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Oh, they'll like me. Once they come to my awesome PARTAY! Okay, I gotta run. I gotta go get some nametags.
+RACHEL: And that crazy party animal will be your brother-in-law.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Hey will you get me tickets too?
+RACHEL: I have an idea. Why don't we all pitch in 50 bucks, we'll pool our money together and then if we win, we'll split it!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Hey! I have so much more to tell ya, I’ve written it all down!
+RACHEL: Ah that’s great. No actually that’s. That’s great! That’s really great! Y’know, I gotta tell ya writing, I mean writing, gets me uh, gets me kinda hot.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Definitely! Phoebe, you will not find a single game show host, who’s ass I cannot kick.
+RACHEL: Say it!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: No, hey, well, II completely understand. You were, you were stressed.
+RACHEL: I was gonna give you a chance to apologise to me.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: If I help, we can find ‘em faster!
+RACHEL: That’s right!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: No-no, we talked about it. We don’t want to know. All we care about is that it’s happy and healthy.
+RACHEL: Happy and healthy! And cute!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Why not?!
+RACHEL: Well, that’s because of a lot of,</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: God that is the most beautiful engagement ring ever!
+RACHEL: Well, you should know. You’ve bought like a billion of ‘em.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: No, no-no, Ross Geller.
+RACHEL: Ohh, of course Monica’s brother!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Uh-oh. She may be onto us.
+RACHEL: We are so gonna find them this year.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Hmm?
+RACHEL: Did-did you take these back?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: That's a little clearer.
+RACHEL: Honey see, it doesn't mean that I don't love you. Because I do. I love you, I love you so much. But my work it's-it's for me y'know, I'm out there, on my own, and I'm doing it and it's scary but I love it, because it's mine. I, but, I mean is that okay?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Rach, these are for you.
+RACHEL: Wiper blades. I don't even have a car.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Oh, that poor bastard.
+RACHEL: Yeah, you told me the story. He and Monica dated when they broke up they couldn't even be in the same room together and you all promised that you would stay his friend and what happened? He got phased out!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Oh, I am sorry, did you not like her, because I was hoping that we could come to one of your kissing parties on.
+RACHEL: Oh God, I can’t believe you’re making such a big deal about this. It was one kiss, one guy, one time!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Absolutely! Y’know, because touchie can mean both ass and good worker.
+RACHEL: Ugh, I just gotta get the thing back!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Why?! You two are so meant to be together, everybody thinks so.
+RACHEL:! Even Ross?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Of course you don't sweetie. You're brand new.
+RACHEL: I know Monica's worst Thanksgiving.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Rach, I told you everything I knew last night! Look, it's not that big of a deal, so Monica and Chandler are doing it.
+RACHEL: I can't believe you would say that!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: My doctoral dissertation is in the library at school, I went to see it, and there were students makin’ babies right in the middle of the Paleontology section!
+RACHEL: Did you get to see anything good?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: What?! No! No!
+RACHEL: Well listen, if you see Joey will you just tell him uh…tell him I miss him.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Ok, then maybe it'll be, uhm.
+RACHEL: Dude, Where's My Car?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Hey, maybe they meant to write, 'Quiet, bitch.'
+RACHEL: Fine, I was just trying to be nice!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Monica had such a crush on him. Yeah, she used to kiss his poster every night before she went to bed.
+RACHEL: I used to do that too!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Mon?
+RACHEL: 'Gone for more jars. Back later.'</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Come on Rach, let's go.
+RACHEL: Yeah, y'know what? I'mI'm gonna meet you upstairs in a minute.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: It's just a game Mon. Rach, how about you?
+RACHEL: Oh, I don't know, I guess, Chris O'Donnel, John F. Kennedy, Jr, Daniel Day Lewis, Sting, and Parker Stevenson.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Or, or, y'know, um, 'I think we should see other people' means 'Ha, ha, I already am'.
+RACHEL: And everybody knows this?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: You wanna talk, I mean I can come over?
+RACHEL: Really, no, please, please, that's, that's okay.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Hey, y’know, y’know what would make me really happy?
+RACHEL: Oh yeah, no, what’s that?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Come on Rach, come on. Let's see what's it like to be on a winning team for a change.
+RACHEL: Are you gonna let me play?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Really?! ‘Cause y’know that hurts.
+RACHEL:! Y’know what? The way I see it——Ow! Son of a bitch!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Yeah, I know!
+RACHEL: Oh, this is unbelievable! How long have you known?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: The oven is on.
+RACHEL: Oh, I gotta get my ticket!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Yes, no, I can. I don't want to. But I can. No.
+RACHEL: Oh, I can't watch this. It's like Sophie's Choice.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Well, I think I judged her too quickly, and this time we were able to take the relationship to the next level.
+RACHEL: Well, last time I almost got fired. You must end it, you must end it now!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: I no! I didn't read the box before I opened it. And you can't return a box after you've opened the box.
+RACHEL: Why, why not?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Um, cheers.
+RACHEL: Oh, right, clink.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Maybe he's bothering you so much because he likes you. It's like in first grade when Skippy Langwild always pushed me on the playground because he secretly had a crush on me?
+RACHEL: Oh, Monica, you think Skippy liked you? Honey, all those buys had a bet to see if he can knock you over.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Why?
+RACHEL: The whole night was horrible, it was pouring down rain, and when I got there, there was no Rachel Green on the list, but there was a Rachel Greep.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Kinda have a, a thing for the Days Of Our Life's people.
+RACHEL: And you weren't going to tell us? How did you think you were gonna get away with that?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
+RACHEL: Phoebe, how would you do this to me? This was all your idea.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Does it? Does it? Yeah, I wanted to give that whole 'Does it?' part just another glance.
+RACHEL: What are you talking about, Ross, you just said that you read it twice! Look, y'know what, either it does or it doesn't, and if you have to even think about it.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: On three, 1.2.3! Now my pillow's all wet!
+RACHEL: Well, well, you said it was practice!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: II'm, I'm having a boy?
+RACHEL: No, no, in fact, you're not having a boy.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: What-what?
+RACHEL: Contraction. Ow-ow! Ow-ow!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Oh, I don't, I don't, I don't know.
+RACHEL: I think it would be really good for you!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Yeah you’re right, we can’t, we shouldn’t watch this.
+RACHEL: Absolutely not.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: OK, that's dead right?
+RACHEL: What are we doing?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Uck, look at this! Pottery Barn, yuck!
+RACHEL: Yeah, y’know what? Don’t look at it. Seriously, don’t look at it.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Classic Ross. Rachel, Rachel, oh how you glow. May I?
+RACHEL: I, uh, think you already are.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: I bet someone could use one of Monica's freshly baked cookies.
+RACHEL: Oh, I really could.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: And Milton Berle has a.
+RACHEL: Ohh, not compared to you.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Twenty-four actually.
+RACHEL: Y’know what I wish? I wish you were six years older. Well actually, if I’m wishin’ for stuff, I actually wish I was six years younger.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Do we have a name yet?
+RACHEL: No, not yet.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Give daddy the Barbi! Ben, give, give me the Barbi. Okay, how 'bout, don't you want to play with the monster truck? No. Okay, oh, oh, how about a Dino-soilder?
+RACHEL: Ross, you are so pathetic. Why can't your son just play with his doll?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: I'm sure they'll be here soon.
+RACHEL: Yeah, honey, they wouldn't miss this.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: What's goin' on?
+RACHEL: Well, first of all, Paulo and I are not back together. It was just a stupid thing I did, and if I could go back in time and do it again, well, I wouldn't. Um, second of all, what?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: I would never do that!
+RACHEL: Look, I know what's going on here, okay, Mark explained it all to me. He said this is what you guys do.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Yeah no, I’m telling you Rachel has such a great eye for this stuff. Ross, y’know if you ever decide you need to redecorate. And I think that you should. You should, you should ask Rachel to help.
+RACHEL: Oh honey he doesn’t need my help.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Actually, technically, I didn’t.
+RACHEL: Well then why did you give me a ring?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: That’s what you say at the end of a date.
+RACHEL: You can’t just say, ‘Nice to meet you, good night?’</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Well I have to. Okay? If I don’t, they’ll take the class away from me. And…I already put it in my family newsletter.
+RACHEL: You what?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: The days and nights are hard! I get it! Okay? Look umm, Rachel I’m sorry! I have to start getting ready! I’m getting married today!
+RACHEL: At dusk. That’s such a hard time for me.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Hey! Did you have the baby yet?
+RACHEL: Do you want me to come over there and sit on you? ‘Cause I’ll do it.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Uh… How long have we known each other?
+RACHEL: Um, seven…e-e-eight, eight years.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: C'mon, you know everyone I've been with. All, both of them.
+RACHEL: Well, there's you.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Oh my God, your mother!
+RACHEL:! My mom’s not gonna be here?!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Yes.
+RACHEL: Monica, what did you mean before when you said you didn’t want to talk to anyone, especially me?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Oh my God, is that still.
+RACHEL: I’m fine, I’m fine.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: I had to cut my hair to get rid of the uh, fogger smell.
+RACHEL: Listen, I'm so sorry. I would, I would've never fogged you if y'know if you hadn't looked so.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: He could hear me.
+RACHEL: OK, I'm doin' it for ya.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Okay Ross! Please don’t die!
+RACHEL: Okay, I think we can get the evaluation back before they see it, but we’re gonna have to get into Mr. Zelner’s office. Now, he doesn’t get in until 10, so he’s no problem, but his assistant, Betty, she comes in early to eat her breakfast at her desk.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: No, I didn’t!
+RACHEL: And don’t you say, No, I didn’t!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Uh.
+RACHEL: I have to do this to her?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: What?
+RACHEL: Okay, remember uh, remember how you told me that your grandmother put up that wall to make that into two bedrooms?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Good luck!
+RACHEL: Sorry, I was just imagining what it’d be like to catch the money bouquet.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: There is a man behind your curtain. I have a mace in my purse.
+RACHEL: This is my business associate Gavin. He's just being silly.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Here she comes. Hold on, I’m gonna make your life much easier.
+RACHEL: All right, well the place was closed. I’ll just copy it later.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: I need these hangers separated ASAP. You're welcome.
+RACHEL: Oh God, I hate my job, I hate it, I hate my job, I hate it.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Hello!
+RACHEL: Okay, Ross, please come on! I thought we have moved on! I thought we've gotten to a place where we could be happy for each other! I mean was that just me?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: What the hell are doing?!
+RACHEL: Hey, what's-what's going on?!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Get the what?
+RACHEL: Pie in the hood, pie in the hood.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: So how you doing today? Did you sleep okay? Talk to Barry? I can't stop smiling.
+RACHEL: I can see that. You look like you slept with a hanger in your mouth.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Okay!
+RACHEL: Mon, honey, I gotta ask you something.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Pretty big? It’s huge! God, this guy doesn’t have a clue! He’s just walking down the street thinking, ‘I had sex with Rachel Green. I rock!’ then bam! He’s a father and everything’s different.
+RACHEL: Well it’s only different if he wants it to be. I mean, I’m not gonna ask him for anything.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Oh yes, the weenie from Torrini.
+RACHEL: Oh honey, are you jealous of Paolo? Oh, c'mon, I'm so much happier with you than I ever was with him. ROSS:</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Why? Because of the government.
+RACHEL: Isn’t it incredible?! Monica and Chandler, gettin’ married.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Okay, is everybody clear? We’re gonna pick it up…and move it. Now all we need is teamwork, okay? We’re gonna lift the car…and slide it out. Lift and slide!
+RACHEL: Ross, I really don’t think…</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Oh, Rach oh. gleba is not a word.
+RACHEL: Oh, but of course it is!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Hey, how did you do that?! Come on in.
+RACHEL: All gone! So, farm birds, huh?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Uh, actually these might look pretty good on me.
+RACHEL: Yes, they will! You know what you should do? Just go take a walk, all right? I know your size and I’m. I’m gonna pick up some really good stuff for you.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Oh, I don't know. I don't know. I think that's a little weird. You know, it's vinyl.
+RACHEL: Any of you guys want anything else?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: You-you just said that you did!
+RACHEL: I know, I lied! I didn’t want her to think I was a terrible mother! I can’t even see my own baby!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Oh, y’know, when we did that was when that bird was flying overhead with the fish in his mouth. Did you see it? It was gross!
+RACHEL:! I did not see the bird! I did not see the fish! I did not see the piece of Styrofoam that was shaped like Mike Tyson! I did not, because I was trying to teach you how to sail a boat! Which obviously is an impossible thing to do!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Oh my God! Monica’s just gonna kill you.
+RACHEL: Yeah, yeah, I know.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: It's,
+RACHEL: Rachel,</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: There's nothing we can do. You erased the message!
+RACHEL: Yeah well unless we tell him.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Right, they are scary. Ahh, she just ate a treat out of my hand!
+RACHEL: Do you not like all dogs? I mean, not even puppies?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Look, here's a picture of Scotty Jared naked.
+RACHEL: Hey he's wearing a sweater.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Ohh! We’re kidding! Oh, we’re kidding!
+RACHEL: Ross, hey you know what might make it less boring?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Hey!
+RACHEL: So, I’m in my apartment doing the Soap Opera Digest crossword puzzle, and guess who the clue is for three down.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Well, just buy the damn boat!
+RACHEL: Phoebe, don’t you think you’ve had enough to drink?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Listen. Oh hey, hey, the important thing was that she meant, she meant nothing to me!
+RACHEL: And yet she was worth jeopardising our relationship!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: It’s a diaper genie.
+RACHEL: Oh, it dispenses clean diapers!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Raindrops on roses and rabbits and kittens, bluebells and sleighbells and something with mittens. La la la.
+RACHEL: I'm all better now.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: I don’t know.
+RACHEL: It’s moving.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Well don't forget that fiches over there by Rachel.
+RACHEL: Chandler's on the couch!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Hey, Rach, how you doing with The Shining?
+RACHEL: Oh, Danny just went into room 217.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: How would you characterize the theme of this book, uh let's see here, Rachel Green?
+RACHEL: Umm, well I would have to say that it's a, it's tragic love story.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Yeah, oh hey, you are right on time.
+RACHEL: Can I be your girlfriend again?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Do you remember when you first came here, how you spent two weeks getting trained by another waitress?
+RACHEL: Do you need me to train somebody new?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Weird, weird.
+RACHEL: Ok, so uh, who wants the last hamburger?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: What is it? Hey!
+RACHEL: Really it’s nothing. I’m just.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: A MONTH?
+RACHEL: DIAL IT DOWN! Listen, ok, and maybe they're crazy thoughts, but sometimes I do, I have, I've been thinking about, you know, us! Ok, dial it up a little!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Oh well I may as well have!
+RACHEL: Listen, y’know what? I was really freaked out too when I found out…</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Yes, this Russell, Ross’s divorce lawyer, just tell him that since I haven’t heard from him, I assume he’s decided to give the marriage a try.
+RACHEL: Ross got married again?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Okay, for next time, what do you say?
+RACHEL: I have an extra ticket. An extra ticket. Not, two tickets, I have an extra ticket.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Make sure you check Chandler's jewelery box.
+RACHEL: Chandler has a jewelery box?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: No, no, I don't.
+RACHEL: Oh, he is precious! Where did you get him?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Yeah.
+RACHEL: Do you want to put the book in the freezer?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Oh.
+RACHEL: Okay, y’know what?! I knowI know how to settle this! All right here, this is what we’re gonna do! I’m gonna write Joey on one napkin and I’m gonna right Ross on the other napkin and we are going to pick one! And that person is going to be our backup!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: For what?
+RACHEL: For Stella! She's gettin' her grove back in like 20 minutes.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Oh, I'm glad you guys are past that little awkward phase.
+RACHEL: Okay, my boss, Joanna, when you left, she started asking questions about you.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Who's that?
+RACHEL: Nobody.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: No, no, no, she’s nice but, y’know, it just it made me realize that I’m just not, I’m just not ready to be dating, y’know?
+RACHEL: Well, uh, that’s uh, that’s interesting.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: You know, a party, or.
+RACHEL: What party?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: And I'll fit you for a glass eye.
+RACHEL: Okay, just give me the damn drops!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: So what happened?
+RACHEL: Ugh, it was horrible! And-and the interview part went so well, y'know? I even made him laugh. He said something about a boat and I was like, Well, yeah! If you've got enough life jackets! Trust me, it was actually, it was very funny. Anyway, so we were saying good-bye and ugh!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: It went great! And I didn’t need any jokes or naked chicks either!
+RACHEL: Wow, that’s great Ross, I’m sorry we weren’t more supportive before.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Ironically, most of the boxes seem to be labeled clothes.
+RACHEL: Ohh, I'm gonna miss that big old squishy butt.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: You did it twice?
+RACHEL: Well, the first time didn't really count. I mean, y'know,</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Erectus?
+RACHEL: Homo.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: I’d love to ask out your friend Phoebe.
+RACHEL: Yeah, she’s gay.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: So I understand you’re looking for a place.
+RACHEL: No-no, I’m staying put.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Sorry about that, but I couldn’t get that lock to work on the door.
+RACHEL: Yeah, Joey kinda disabled it when I moved in.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Good luck.
+RACHEL: Okay, twenty dollars.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Hey!
+RACHEL: What’s up Mon?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Thanks! I've been working out. Hey listen, is it obvious that I'm wearing six sweaters?
+RACHEL: But it's not obvious why.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Oh my God. Okay.
+RACHEL: So uh…I guess we should…make it official huh?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: No need to point, she knows who Ross is.
+RACHEL: So you were in an I Hate Rachel club?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: What?
+RACHEL: Every day, you are becoming more and more like your mother.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: People are supposed to wanna hang out here!
+RACHEL: Honey, what is the big deal?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Oh, you weren’t finished?
+RACHEL: Guess who walks into my office is the end of my story. Ralph Lauren walked into my office!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: That’s not so bad.
+RACHEL: No, I also had to go to a couple houses with him as his girlfriend. Oh, I am just awful with children!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Saw the Porsche out there Mon, lookin’ good. When do I get to take that baby out again?
+RACHEL: You let Joey drive it?!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: All right, I already didn't give them back to you, that's what I said. Where is that other earring?
+RACHEL: It's not here Pheebs, it's not here. Ohh, I went to Joey and Chandler's last night!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Okay.
+RACHEL: Okay great, hold on a sec! Oh, here you go! You don't mind do ya? That would really help me out a lot!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: But I made cards!
+RACHEL: I'm going upstairs.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Wh-why?
+RACHEL: Because I’m married. That’s right, I am a married woman! And I came to a TV star’s apartment to have an affair!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: But we should take it.
+RACHEL: But we should move quick.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: What contracts?
+RACHEL: Okay please tell me that this is just one of your jokes that you do that I don’t get.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: I don’t know.
+RACHEL: Who you think you are? Who are you to decide what messages I should or should not get?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Oh oh, we think Emma is about to start talking so we're trying to be careful about what words we use in front of her.
+RACHEL: Yeah so get ready to hear alot of ehm boohaki, goshdarnit and brotherpucker.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Oh, yeah, of course, yeah, it's a stuffed animal, you know, it's for kids, not for adults. I know that!
+RACHEL: Joey, are you sure? I mean, I know how much you love him!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Oh, that's me.
+RACHEL: You certainly think a lot of yourself.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Well, so far I have uh, my bridesmaids' dresses won’t get picked up, my veil gets lost, or I don’t have my something blue.
+RACHEL: Those are all the things I’m responsible for!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Where are you going?
+RACHEL: How about you guys?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Oh, right, so he gets a little crazy when he's stoned.
+RACHEL: He's not stoned.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Or you could stick a fork in an apple!
+RACHEL: Emma might like what?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: I just thought it would be nice if I could have just this one night!
+RACHEL: I swear, I never wanted any part of your night!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Hey Rach, somebody got you shoes!
+RACHEL: Oh, give me!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Uh, Rach, it's the Visa card people.
+RACHEL: Oh, God, ask them what they want.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Yeah.
+RACHEL: Ok, let me take these cakes back 'cause they're gonna take that out of my paycheck.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Honey, there's a reason.
+RACHEL: God, I'm not lame, okay. I can do something. I can throw, would you let me throw, come on this is my game too.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: What happened to the Disgustingtons?
+RACHEL: They’re having their baby! It’s not fair Ross we got here first! Right after you left they wheeled her off into delivery. Oh but not before she gave me a juicy shot of little Jamie just crowning away.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: What’s the matter? You okay?
+RACHEL: Yeah, it’s just y’know.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Excuse me?!
+RACHEL: Like he was really gonna send you one? She was a big girl.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Well, I have huge news.
+RACHEL: Oh sorry, hold on. Let me just check on the baby!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Yes.
+RACHEL: You knew that our hot, sweaty, writhing bodies were.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Can we, can we just stop for a second? Who said something better would come along, huh? You didn't believe me. I told you everything was gonna work out. You know what? This calls for a bottle of Israels finest.
+RACHEL: The job is in Paris.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Yeah.
+RACHEL: Well can we see it?! Oh maybe we shouldn’t. I mean if she just died this morning out of respect.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Oh, I am going to go for a walk in the rain.
+RACHEL: Ohhh, yeah, me too.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Well. I guess you think you’re pretty special huh? Sittin’ up here in your fancy small hall building. Makin’ stars jump through hoops for ya, huh? Well y’know what? This is one star who’s hoop. This is a star that the hoop this hoop. I was Dr. Drake Remoray!
+RACHEL: Tag.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: You said it was okay!
+RACHEL: You said she was bald!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: And those guys were this close to lettin’ us play this time too.
+RACHEL: Hey look-look, Phoebe’s talking to uh, Cute Coffeehouse Guy.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Wow! Umm, okay uh…everyone…this…is Isabella. What?
+RACHEL: That’s not her name! I’m sorry, she just doesn’t feel like an Isabella.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: You still don't know my name, do you?
+RACHEL: Well, now I don't have to.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Because! You’re mean on the boat!
+RACHEL: I was just trying to teach you.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Thank you! That's what I keep saying.
+RACHEL: Excuse me, Dr. Bobby happens to be an excellent doctor.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Oh, there’s a cab! Taxi! Good timing, my God, huh? Here you go.
+RACHEL: Yeah, we’re, we’re actually just gonna walk ‘cause it’s right up there at the Angelica.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: You are so dead! I'm gonna get you.
+RACHEL: Uh, it was very nice meeting you.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Was that another question?
+RACHEL: Is Ross still here?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Oh my God! He did it?
+RACHEL: Well…did you know he was gonna ask me?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Hey-hey, I'm not judging.
+RACHEL: Look Benny, spoon. All right, y'know what I think he's bored.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Exactly!
+RACHEL: And you're gonna want him to eat his heart out so you're gonna have to look fabulous!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Oh there is! If you want something enough and your heart is pure, wondrous things can happen!
+RACHEL: Joey, I really don’t.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Yeah, but this can’t be it, I mean.
+RACHEL: Then how come it is?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Oh my God! Have you lost your mind?
+RACHEL: No-n-n-n-no! I am finally thinking clearly. My lucky dress wasn’t working out to well for me, but for four years, this baby never missed.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: OK honey, you're dating Ross.
+RACHEL: No, Phoebs, I'm dating Russ.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: I'm so lucky I married you.
+RACHEL: I found it! I found it!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Oh wow, you look great! Glad you could make it.
+RACHEL: Oh well, y'know, the gala had to end sometime.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: No!
+RACHEL: Just get out!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: What's wrong? Are you okay?
+RACHEL: Oh yeah, nothing! These are happy tears! This is just what I wanted.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Y'know, it's even worse when you're twins.
+RACHEL: You're twins?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Okay, that's a fire. Oh yeah. Oh yeah.
+RACHEL: Excuse me, I'm sorry, I'm gonna have to call you back, I've got a Schemp in my office.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: You all right?
+RACHEL: Ooh, I've been better.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: I know.
+RACHEL: So does it really hurt as bad as they say?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Oh God! You see, that's what I was afraid of!
+RACHEL: What's what you were afraid of?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Hey Rach, aren’t these candlesticks mine?
+RACHEL: No-no, I bought those.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: You're stomping. It's disturbing my birds.
+RACHEL: You don't have birds.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Um, Rachel I’m really sorry. That’s okay, do you wanna get back together? Yeah, okay. Did anyone else hear that?!
+RACHEL: Is he here?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Look I was going to tell you!
+RACHEL:! After the birth of our first secret child?! Ross didn’t get the annulment we are still married.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Okay. Okay, I can do this. I can tell her how I feel. Just uh, just stand up straight. Take a couple deep breaths. Look confident.
+RACHEL: What’s up?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Yeah, cos, hello, these are not her boobies. These are her breasts!
+RACHEL: OK, Phoebes, I was hoping for more of a change.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: What? What?
+RACHEL: We don’t want it-it to be too much, we want it to be subtle.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: How much was it?
+RACHEL: It was only 500 bucks.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: It’s funny you should mention diapers.
+RACHEL: I’m serious.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: My fajitas!
+RACHEL: Look, Charlie, I just want you to know. Ross is just having a little trouble adjusting to the thought of Joey and me. You know, he normally doesn't drink like this.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Yeah, this has happened before.
+RACHEL: So you know how to fix it?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Oh, sure. Whoa-whoa, what's this? The delivery charge is almost as much as the couch!
+RACHEL: No, that's ridiculous. Come on, he lives three blocks away!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Trick or treat!
+RACHEL: Can I give out the candy? I really want to be with the kids right now. Y’know, ever since I got pregnant II have the strongest maternal instincts.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Okay.
+RACHEL: And your horoscope says, On the fifth a special someone is going to give you a gift.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: What?!
+RACHEL: I just, I feel, II just.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Well, we could count again.
+RACHEL: I can't believe this is happening.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: If you didn’t want to play, why did you come to the party?
+RACHEL: Okay, my turn!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Hi, we're visitiing. It's Ben and his da-da. Da-da. Can you say da-da? Look, I'm gonna tell your momies you said it anyway so you might as well try.
+RACHEL: No luck huh?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: You don't get a lot of 'doy' these days.
+RACHEL: I know I had it this morning, and I know I had it when I was in the kitchen with.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: A Speedo? Uh, I don’t have a Speedo. I’m gonna go pack my regular long bathing suit.
+RACHEL: Oh good you’re still here!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Ok, three kinds of potatoes coming up.
+RACHEL: Ok, good-bye you guys. Thanks for everything.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: What’s the charity?
+RACHEL: I don’t know, something either trees or disease. Ralph mumbles a lot.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Uh, some of her friends, yeah.
+RACHEL: Her dancer friends?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: It’s kind of a risky joke Tag, and what is-what is this drawing I can’t figure out what this is?
+RACHEL: You’re lookin’ at it upside down y’know what? It doesn’t matter.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Sorry-sorry Jill.
+RACHEL: What’d you get?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Yeah.
+RACHEL: So what-what is the exhibit.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Uh, yeah but uh, I may have said those things before but, I never truly meant them. Until now.
+RACHEL: That’s a line from the show too!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Hello.
+RACHEL: Umm, when is your next flight to.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: That’d be great, thanks.
+RACHEL: I don’t think I have the energy for this.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Oh really? Okay, let's compare, shall we.
+RACHEL: Oh, it's so late for 'Shall we'.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: No, no. She’s way to emotional. And by emotional I mean crazy.
+RACHEL: I’m not here! That’s just my Chinese food!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: What?
+RACHEL: She’s doing it Look, she’s breast-feeding look!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Hey! Well I hope it goes better than the last time you did it for that girl downstairs, remember?
+RACHEL: You have been maid of honor before?!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Trick or treat!
+RACHEL: Just a minute! Look at you guys! You are a very scary witch.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Okay.
+RACHEL: Wait, you dropped a pea.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: I love you too.
+RACHEL: Uhh, we still need a tip.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Yeah? Why?
+RACHEL: Well mainly because he's kissing that other guy.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Ohhh!
+RACHEL: Okay, you gotta give me some of your piece.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: No.
+RACHEL: Take it back!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: You're not laughing.
+RACHEL: This time it's not so funny.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Oh.
+RACHEL: I���m talking about a bet, winner takes all.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Oh! Weather bitch!
+RACHEL: It's open!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Oh hey Mon? Rach is here! Ohh, you’re still pregnant. Oh, I’m sorry. I know how uncomfortable you are. Y’know what? You look great. Yeah, like fifty bucks.
+RACHEL: Oh, I have to go pee. Apparently this baby thinks that my bladder is a squeeze toy.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Oh, thank God you’re here! You have to help me! Were you just talking to yourself?
+RACHEL: There I am.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Yeah!
+RACHEL: Yes, you have to get her something, and it should be something really nice.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: I mean I…I know I wanted to. I just, I just wasn’t sure if you wanted to.
+RACHEL: Oh I wanted to.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Hey! Hey, look! Ugly Naked Guy's back!
+RACHEL: I haven't seen him in so long!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Crack isn’t even an intravenous drug!
+RACHEL: Well, you would know.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Okay. Oh, no!
+RACHEL: What, what’s it, what’s going on?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: All right, I'll see you guys later.
+RACHEL: Off to see young Ethan?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Hey.
+RACHEL: Gosh, you look soo familiar.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Now I'm guessing that he bought her the big pipe organ, and she's really not happy about it.
+RACHEL: Daddy, I just. I can't marry him! I just don't love him. Well, it matters to me!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Yeah, you too.
+RACHEL: Oh, wow, Molly is just great!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Um, I'm not.
+RACHEL: Oh, god, I know it, that I freaked you out.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: I would like to meet him. He sounds like a stand up guy.
+RACHEL: Ah yes, but he’s very protective of me so you’d better watch yourself.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: So are you ever gonna tell whoever it is?
+RACHEL: No, I will. I’m just not up for it tonight.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: What?
+RACHEL: Was she good?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Aww, not right now.
+RACHEL: Oh, but that’s okay.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: 1987, the day after Christmas, at Sean McMahon’s party. I played you one of my songs, y’know Interplanetary Courtship Ritual.
+RACHEL: So now, are do you, do you still do music?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Umm, a flea market?
+RACHEL: See, I knew, I knew you’d get it on the first guess. Isn’t it cool! It’s an apothecary table.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Yeah!
+RACHEL: Pheebs, I don’t know what to say. I guess the flea market was just better last time.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: I'm not sure.
+RACHEL: Well Monica seems to think it's because you have feelings for me.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Oh. Well then shut me up.
+RACHEL: Just tell me how.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Nothing, he's just really believes in that.
+RACHEL: Oh, and then, we got into this big, stupid fight. I just, it was awful. I told him he treats me like a park ranger, or something, oh and then I told him I wanted to take a break, I don't want to take a break.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Yeah, I'm an actor.
+RACHEL: Would I have seen you in anything?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Oh please, can’t I come to your special, magical cabin?
+RACHEL: Why would you even want to come Ross? You’re a horrible skier.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: No, no, it's not a girl, it's, a brand new Hugsy!
+RACHEL: Oh that's so great, now Emma has two Hugsy's.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: I could use a challenge! It’s getting pretty easy.
+RACHEL: Honey, it’s so sweet that you want me to stay, but II can’t do that to you. I mean it would disrupt your entire life.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: What.
+RACHEL: Hi, I'm sorry, I need to borrow your phone for just one minute.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Hey. Ooh, how’s Hilda? Is she working out?
+RACHEL: Ohh, my new assistant is working out, yes.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: I do. You didn't love Barry. And I've never seen you this happy. I look at you and I think, oh, this is what I want.
+RACHEL: For me.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Green. To the green.
+RACHEL: I've got magic beans. Never-never mind.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Oh no, no-no-no, is he ah, married, or involved with anyone?
+RACHEL: He’s not married, or involved, with anyone!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Where?
+RACHEL: At his apartment. Is this juice?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Eye-contact?
+RACHEL: Mm-hmm.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: I decorated Dad's office.
+RACHEL: Well unless you pushed a desk out of your vagina, shakes not the same thing.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: I don't know what else to say.
+RACHEL: Well that works out good, because I'm not listening.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: All right. Tell me if this is too cute. Lesbian wedding, chicken breasts.
+RACHEL: I think I'm gonna be sick.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: You don’t have a valid driver’s license—Okay that is it! Pull over right now!
+RACHEL: Oh Ross you’re so tense! You just gotta relax, okay? Just need to relax all right? Just need to relax…</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: All right, I’m gonna go steam my wedding dress okay? Who wants the responsibility of making sure nothing happens to it?
+RACHEL: I’ll do it.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Okay, Ben, I won't tell your daddy that you had ice cream for dinner, if you don't tell about our little bonking incident.
+RACHEL: Monica, number one, I don't think Ben understands the concept of bribery, and number two, I.!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Ok, this is not about the MONEY, ok? It's about, it's about corporate greed destroying our hearts and leaving us, the hollow shells.
+RACHEL: I don't care about any of that!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Shut up!
+RACHEL: So, whaddya think George is like?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Oh, Rachel! Wait! Hey, I hope you don’t take this the wrong way, but, but, um… what are you doing?
+RACHEL: Oh, I’m sorry! Do you need the phone?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: And we didn’t have sex.
+RACHEL: Ohh, I mean, we were really drunk. I’m just glad we didn’t do anything stupid.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: What the hell are doing?!
+RACHEL: Hey, what's-what's going on?!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Windows are clean, candels are lit. Uh, belt's to tight, gotta change the belt. Did i turn the fish? No, cause I made lasagne. Am I out of control?
+RACHEL: Just a touch. Mon, I don't understand. I mean, you've been dating this guy since like, what, his midterms? I mean, why all the sudden are you so.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Anyway, she burned all of my clothes. I got away with two things. This suit and what turned out to be a skirt.
+RACHEL: Well, at least that's a great suit.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Yep?
+RACHEL: Sure, I’ll just sit next to the trans-sexual from purchasing.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Oh, you're not taking her with you tonight?
+RACHEL: No, we decided that I would go ahead and set up first, and then my mom would bring Emma to Paris on Sunday.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Man! Did you see the kid on that nose?
+RACHEL: Uh-huh. Y’know what I was, I was thinking about?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: I warned you.
+RACHEL: Who is being loud?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Careful! They haven't quite taken yet.
+RACHEL: And you've got lenses! But you hate sticking your finger in your eye!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: You wanna, you wanna grab some coffee?
+RACHEL: Oh no, I think I’m gonna go home and eat ten candy bars.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: OOOOOHHHHH! Fine, I can't take it anymore! I'm putting an end to this!
+RACHEL: Oh, if she jumps, I get her tickets.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: It did enter my mind! But then something happened that made it, shoot right out.
+RACHEL: Y'know what Chandler, you got yourself into those cuffs, you get yourself out of them.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: You said you’d marry Joey?
+RACHEL: Okay you have to realize, I was exhausted, I was emotional, I would have said yes to anybody. Like that time you and I got married! I’m not helping.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Electrical plans for the building.
+RACHEL: Okay, okay, okay should I be scared?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Ross, you’re tired. You’ve been looking all night. And clearly you suck at this.
+RACHEL: All right, I’ll see you guys later.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Oh! Shrimp toast!
+RACHEL: Well, y’know II don’t know where he is.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Baby got back Then Ross turns around and sees their friends standing.
+RACHEL: One more time from the top. I like big butts and I cannot lie, you.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Seriously? Its, its just these rooms? I thought you were a doctor.
+RACHEL: Yeah, no. Ross has a PhD.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: That is exactly why I do not lend you stuff! Okay?! I mean, first it's my jewelry! And if it's not my jewelry, it's-it's my blue sweater! And if it's not my sweater, it's my sunglasses!
+RACHEL: Your sunglasses?!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Oh.
+RACHEL: Monica, I'm quitting! I just helped an 81 year old woman put on a thong and she didn't even buy it! I'm telling you I'm quitting! I'm talking to my boss right now! Okay bye, call me when you get this message. Waltham, I ah really need to talk to you.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: So you really OK about all this?
+RACHEL: Oh yeah, c'mon, I'm movin' on, he can press her up against that window as much as he wants. For all I care, he can throw her through the damn thing.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Right, ok, so just from the top of the page, right here.
+RACHEL: Hello Drake, I'm surprised to see you here.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: I just thought that if I could follow the wire I could find out what it did.
+RACHEL: And did you?!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: All right! Fine! But it’s just a lunch date, no more than an hour! And from now on I get my own dates, I don’t want you setting me up with anybody ever again!
+RACHEL: That’s fine!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: I could do that.
+RACHEL: Okay, uh, you let me go grocery shopping, and I buy laundry detergent, but it's not the one with the easy-pour spout.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Awww, y'know what your nickname is, Mr. Big.
+RACHEL: Arghh!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Where are you gettin’ this?
+RACHEL: Well, she told me. She said she’s kinda a loner.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Ohh, fun!
+RACHEL: Ohh, great!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Thank you.
+RACHEL: Well, I have to say that earns tutu pieces of candy.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: That, you get? That, you get?
+RACHEL: OK, OK, I checked, we have Earl Grey, English Breakfast, Cinnamon Stick, Camomile, Mint Medley, Blackberry, and er, oh wait, there was one more, erm, Lemon Soother!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Why? Just 'cause you're too lazy to get up off your touchie?
+RACHEL: It's just that all the people in the entire world that I want to talk to are right here.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Marenge,
+RACHEL: marenge, thank you honey, and do the cha-cha. And while she like to be a star, Tony always tended bar. At the, wait, wait, everybody.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Oooh!
+RACHEL: I get to hire my own assistant!</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Well, you may wanna steer clear of the word 'dumped'. Chances are he's gonna be this, this broken shell of a man, y'know, so you should try not to look too terrific, I know it'll be hard. Or, y'know, uh, hey!, I'll go down there, and I'll give Barry back his ring, and you can go with Carol and Susan to the OB GYN.
+RACHEL: Oh, you've got Carol tomorrow. When did it get so complicated?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Why?
+RACHEL: Chandler, aren’t you worried about what to get Monica for Christmas?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: It uhh, it won't go back.
+RACHEL: I'll call the super.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: What's wrong?
+RACHEL: Sorry, I just uhm. I can't seem to get Ross out of my head.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Okay. Hey, can you send somebody up and down 76 and check every rest stop, and, and also 93? Okay! Yeah, no they don’t do that.
+RACHEL: Ugh, okay, well somebody will come and save us.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Don't say Richard! Well, if they're not Monica's and they're not yours, then whose are they?
+RACHEL: Well, I think you're forgetting the kinkiest former resident of that room.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Well maybe if you go to school here next year we can totally hang out.
+RACHEL: There is a plan! Why don't I just start taking my smart pills now?</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: I do not always have to be-okay, okay.
+RACHEL: Jurassic Park could happen.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: A joke they would appreciate?
+RACHEL: I’m thinkin’ no.</s>
+<s>NOTFRIEND: Ohhhhh yeah, that's, that's funny. Why ah, why isn't he goofing around in his own office?
+RACHEL: Oh honey, this is his office too. I told you we're Joanna's two assistants.</s>

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+<s>RACHEL: Oh, but of course it is!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: So what should we do?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Yes!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Let’s not talk about that right now?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: What?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Hey.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I know.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh no no no.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Monica would you please tell Joey that he is a pig?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: So what’s the final head count on my baby shower?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Ehhh, no, I wanna do Phoebe's thing.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I am sorry, I don’t know, I am sorry, I don’t know why I did that!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: What secrets?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Right!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh God!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: What about me?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: The stripper?!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Okay, but Ross, eventually you and I are gonna be dating.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: That is my sock!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Hormones, yeah.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Y’know who I’m talking about, bald haircut, hairy fingers.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: All right, okay.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: No!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh, come on!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: What?!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh, I’m sorry what?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I should just, move on with my life.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: God damn it!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh, that's okay, girls tend not to like me.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Say, what’s your favourite thing about summer?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: And the year before that, when you set up that nighttime tour of that button factory?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: It’ll be a short one.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Or.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Ok, well this is like that, in no way.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: That sounds great!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: All right, how about I go over there and I will walk into Chandler's bedroom and I will see that thing that I think that I know is actually the thing that I think that I know!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh yeah, sure, that too.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Sorry.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh, you know.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I don’t care!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh that’s all right!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I still have my old key!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Yeah, and y’know what?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Pheebs, that's great!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Nothing, nothing uh, happened last night.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh, I gotta go back in there.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: She is kicking so much!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Thank you.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh yeah, c'mon, I'm movin' on, he can press her up against that window as much as he wants.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: You've always been jealous of my hair.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Wha, hey!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: He's right.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: There.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Umm, okay, I think I'mI'm just gonna-just gonna say it.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Okay that is the one we already have!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Please make some room!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh you guys look so beautiful!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: So there you go, you got, you got courage, you got integrity, you got courage again, and not litigious.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Apparently this baby thinks that my bladder is a squeeze toy.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Ohh, okay, how about five.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh my God, I can’t find a boyfriend!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I mean, not even puppies?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh, no!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Ross, you don't even have oven mitts on!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Phoebe has prepared something as well.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Five women have had five babies!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I know.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I cannot have this conversation with you.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Don’t do that.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Although y’know, he-he’s a private guy.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Whoa!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Ohhh!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I wrote you a letter.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: You just barge in here!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I can't do this!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: And plus if you leave, my boss is gonna kill me!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Come on.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: How was yours?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: It was great!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Okay.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: That is like the third most prestigious soap opera award there is!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Honey, come on!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: What'cha gonna' do?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: That is wrong.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Storming out!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Let me get my cash!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Are you crazy!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: We can’t do it!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Because I already did!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: So, like, you guys all have jobs?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: You're right.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Well y’know, some people make deals with a friend, like if neither of them are married by the time they’re 40, they marry each other.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I mean, we know each other, we like each other, and we’ve-we’ve already slept together so y’know there’ll be no surprises there!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Stevie the TV?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh yeah, scared the hell out of me.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Emmm.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Alright, come on.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Well then he gets a divorce, it’s Ross!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Joey, had reasons.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh Ah!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: We went through a lot of wine tonight, you guys.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: No, I mean, se-x-u-ally.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: How did you know that?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Please tell me you were waiting for a guy!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Was she good?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh Ross you’re so tense!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: She's mine!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Coming.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I heard it from my friend Irene who heard it from some guy!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I don't mind paying my dues, y'know, its just how much am I gonna learn about fashion by walking Mira, the arthritic seamstress, to the bathroom.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Does Monica know about this?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I mean there’s no way Joey’s gonna make it in time.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: The ones with all the pizza?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Op, op, car!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh, stop that!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Yeah, sure?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I've got everybody looking for him, and then I.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Ohh.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Well, I don't know, you guys figure it out, I got to put Emma down for a nap.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I mean, it's a cat, ya know, it's a cat.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: What?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Okay, I’m totally cool!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: There is totally isn't.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Wow, we really are bitches.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Are you ready?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Hey listen, just before you go II again, I just wanna say thank you for coming with me.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Well then uh, we better make this night count.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: You want to talk supportive?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: For Ross, Ross, Ross.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh honey, thank you, but Mark's taking me out.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh but not before she gave me a juicy shot of little Jamie just crowning away.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Yeah, but if you spent it, it would be like shopping!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: It was just a stupid thing I did, and if I could go back in time and do it again, well, I wouldn't.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Enough about me, enough about me, Mr. Back from the Orient.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I'm so sorry we left you.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh, no, I am not an actress.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Hi guys!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh my God.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh my God!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Sure!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I’m fine, I’m fine.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Joey, come on!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Listen, if Emily knew I was here having dinner you with you she would flip out and you know it.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh, but it was so strange.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Noo!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I don't know, you know, just the way she waltzed in here all smart, and tall!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I mean, who is Julie?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: People keep saying that.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Wow.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: What-what, wait a minute, you don't think that's why he wants me back?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh cool.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Excuse me?!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Well, I.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Ross couldn't fit down the trash chute.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Look Mr. Zelner!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I had just gone to the beach that weekend.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: No, what?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: What was that?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: This is a very critical time right now.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Have a little alone time.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I made that up!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Wonderful weird.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I guess.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Don't worry, we're just gonna search here for an hour, and.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Of your lack of responsiblity?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Stop it please!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Y’know, if we hadn’t gotten caught.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh dear God.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: See, he's actually an orthodontist, but he came as a regular dentist.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Huh?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh, yeah sure, Ok.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: He said 'we should do it again', that's good, right?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh, yes!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Right?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: For several minutes!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: You do have very soft hair!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Do I have my own castle?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Because I was sad.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Sorry, I just uhm.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Ah, who am I to talk?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: If I don’t come out in five minutes it’s because I’ve choked to death on the potpourri stink.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Okay!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: It's pee-pee time!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Well, I gotta go you guys.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: That’s-that’s great!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Okay, come on.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Phoebe, I thought your dad was in prison.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Fine I want.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh yeah, nothing!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Monica, what is with you?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I wanna sleep, I wanna eat, I wanna take a shower, I mean before she wakes up and we gotta do this all over again.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Yes!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Uh.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Hi!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Ohh!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I, I don’t even know what to say.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Ross said my name up there, I mean, come on, I just can't pretend that didn't happen can I?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: No!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I warned her about those candles.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I'm picking up an orange.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I mean come on!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Uh, it was very nice meeting you.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Maybe she can give me a pill or something.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: All right.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: My friend ordered an onion, not an olive, and uh I ordered a rum and Diet Coke, which I don’t think this is.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Hit me!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: You're not the guy who asked for the tea, are you?.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: All right, so we weren’t prepared!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Well someone was supposed to write Rache, take down the lights and put it on the refrigerator.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: There’s just too much to do!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Look at that.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Joey!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh, would it be completely inappropriate to give you a hug?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Ah, oh God.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Y’know?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Joey, if you wanna look good, why don't you just come down to the store?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I’m doing it!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Look at that, Chip Matthews called.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: No!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: What do I do now?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: For Stella!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: He couldn't even undo my bra!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Now, he could date her.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Ah, did I leave the stove on?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh hey you.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: No.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Exactly!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Honey, listen, I know, I know things seem so bad right now.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Look!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh, honey!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Space cowboy!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Woah!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Y’know, I can not believe you told him, Joey!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh yeah!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: No!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Yeah.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: See you guys.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh my.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh, that's great.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: That's why he sent us to that medieval restaurant and to that button factory!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I can not believe he would do that to Mon.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Go back to sleep.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh hey Ross.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: She thinks it’s my fault that you haven’t called her.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Yes.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Listen honey, this is, it's not Phoebe's fault.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh yeah.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Okay, we'll be here!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: What kind of a regatta gala starts at night?!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Well now, how-how do you fit into this whole thing?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: It’s just gonna be too hard.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Why would you even want to come Ross?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Don’t—We can’t let her start getting ready!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Aghh.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: No-no-no, no, honey please, I've got, I've just have so much to deal with.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Mindy.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Yes, Ross.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Fine!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: What?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Look!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: No, no, no, no I don't think it's weird, I think, I think umm, in fact, in fact you know what I think?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Now, I'm just letting you know that this is not an invitation to the physical act of love.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Cut it out!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh God, we're just so excited that you want to get this apartment!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Aw.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I love you!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Don't do that!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Ross, c'mon, please.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: What’s up, Ross?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: So maybe something in an office.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Got a job on a river boat?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: No, I'm sorry, we're all out of those.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh, you're so sexy!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Um, what what would make you think that?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Hello.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Ross?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Well, it was, and you would have seen it if you didn't showed up at.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: No, it’s not you!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh it was great!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: It was Ralph Lauren!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Hm-mmm.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Wow!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I mean, isn't that just kick you-in-the-crotch, spit-on-your-neck fantastic?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Excuse us.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Yeah, right.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: You just did what you had to do.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Well, that's new!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: OK. Now just how big of a star is Marcel?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Okay.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Well, why doesn t he practice with a girl?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: That hurt.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: So umm, how-how are we gonna mess with them?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I’m gonna wait a couple years and then the baby will tell him.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I saw her with you on the subway and now she's asleep on the couch!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: You look so beautiful.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: And I hope you score.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I’m telling you guys, we followed them out to a house in Westchester, the went in for like forty-five minutes and then they came out looking pretty happy!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Like he was really gonna send you one?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Well-well, I don't know Ross-really?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: But see, it was a plan.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: So?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: What?!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: What are you, what are you sick?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Do you want me to come over there and sit on you?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: No, but you know what I mean.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: And your lap does not count!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: No.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: We didn't know how you were going to react.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: The last time that happened, that happened.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: No.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Wait a minute!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: But, you already gave that to Monica, so.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Ohh, hi, Kim.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Got champagne?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh well actually gonna use a nanny and uh, I don’t even have a housekeeper.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I was gonna give you a chance to apologise to me.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Just get out of here!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: !’ Y'know what?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: It’s just such a beautiful space do you do a lot of weddings here?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: We gotta go.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Y’know she’s gonna be pretty big by then, and she needs someone to help her tie her shoes drive her to the hospital in case she goes into labour.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Well of course that is what I’m here for!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Okay, well, that's one less thing we have to do on Monday.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Right.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Phoebe, isn't Jethro Tull a band?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: He’s the head of my department.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: All right, I see what he's doing!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: GIVE ME THE BOOK!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Okay.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Clearly you don’t want people to see this tape.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Who are you talking too?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I really do.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I can't believe this, all I wanted was a few hours outside of work to see Joshua, so he can go ahead and start falling in love with me.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: A Pashmina?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: No, I haven't had a chance to be alone with him yet.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: What are you going to tell her?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Okay.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: You do?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: We're never gonna find a nanny.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Hey!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Yeah and there's really cute guys there.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Anchors away.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: And we got to talking y’know, for like two hours, and I really liked him so I invited him up here for a cup of coffee.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Actually, that’s one of the reasons why we’re not a couple.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Just a waitress?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Alright you guys, I'm takin' off my shirt.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Hey, that was an honest mistake!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Hey.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh okay, I’ll fix that to.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I’m sorry, it’s not very fair to you.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: No, just singing.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: And now you’re watching me walk away.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: We're not pharmacists!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Umm, Joanna?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh, yeah!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: She's always coming up with stuff like this, and you know what?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Y’know to me he’ll always be Jack Geller, walks in while you’re changing.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Ok. Ohhhhh.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: All right.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Thanks.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: A pool table?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Come on!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: You have to call her!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Don't look at me I never get his jokes.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Grammy, Best New Artist.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Thank you…we’re so excited.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: God she is unbelievable.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Daddy, daddy, why?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Don’t call me mommy!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: As in.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Y’know what, I just got, why?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh my God!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Ross, I'm telling you, she's giving up getting her eyebrows shaped to do this alright?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: No!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Y'know what I mean, like dubbies?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: And Joey knows!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Since when?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Okay, you are going to tell her and you’re going to tell her now.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Okay?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I'd do anything for you, you know that.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Unisex!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Ross, please, this is a hospital, ok?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Ow!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I mean you couldn't ask for a more romantic setting.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: No, not that, I mean, what about you and Mindy?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Hey, I'm sorry about that spill before.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: No, I have to go downstairs and come back up as if I'm coming home from the regatta gala.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Hi.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh God and now I'm gonna have to return the ring, without the ring, which makes it so much harder.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Surprise!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Ikea.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Umm, what should we do for the theme?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Yeah, and none of these stupid grocery questions, real personal questions.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I know them from work.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I know I told you, it’s a really big problem.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh no, no, no.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Saving, saving, saving me from the pleasant conversation with the interesting man, saving me?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Okay, two things didn’t happen.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh I loved her so much, I took her everywhere, I would braid her tail.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh wow!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Do you think I'm someone else?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: What?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: And-and that screen is y’know, on the other side.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: When did you unhook this?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: What?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: He put them on my desk, and then I put a PostIt on it that said, Must go out today.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Do you think she walked in, saw you and left?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: What time is it?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Maybe they have a plan!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Well, actually.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I'm sorry, it's just, it's this thing.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I have it, I have it, I have it.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: What?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Yes, there was.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Hey, don't listen to them.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh honey, come on, I'm sorry, I didn't.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: We're gonna be late!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: That’s what I told him!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Okay.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Well, well I came up with it!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Well II think your wrong.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh, you bet.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh, I just cannot believe this!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh so-so not really never.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: You're right!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Now!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: You said you were sick of this.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I just went to your building and you weren't there and then this guy with a big hammer said you might be here and you are, you are!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I wash the toilet 17 times a day.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Hey Joey, is this the bed where Olivia lost her virginity?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Okay.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Listen, I'm so sorry.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: She did!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh my God!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Hey Pheebs.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Ugh.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: We did it!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: That is neither here nor there.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh it’s all right.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Thank you, thank you.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Yeah, you told me the story.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: What?!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Ok, well Monica, suppose one of your special tickets win?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Ohhhh!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: No, y’know what?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Well, do you think we could have a new one by 6?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: You idiot!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Well not when they find out you slept with Jason Hurley an hour after he broke up with Monica.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Y’know what?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Wow, Monica, you look just like your grandmother.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I can’t even see my own baby!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Ohhh.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Well, the apartment is already subletted!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: El viejo desnudo est haciendo el hula hoop!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: What?!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Monica's gonna marry a millionaire!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I can’t.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Well I. Uh-huh.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I really almost did!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: That is exactly why I’ve come here to talk to you okay?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Just a job!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Thank you.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Hah!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I need to tell someone that I love love them.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Absolutely.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I’m fine, but that’s not important.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Well, um, first he told me he liked how I looked.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: And I also brought my friend Joey.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I did it!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: See, I've even got Animal Control.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh my God.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Really!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: All right, y’know what?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I mean, you know what that means?!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Why didn't I think of that?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Why?!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: We're gonna have to reschedule!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: That’s such a hard time for me.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Do you understand how important that is in our world?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: You gotta come with me!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: How did it go?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Ross, she’s not weird, she just wants her stuff to be one of a kind.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Okay.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Yes.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: My drinking?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: And this one.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Erm, so nice.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: It's not good.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: No!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Are you okay?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Well, I do, but you're just gonna have to actually look at this as more of an investment than a cat.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh, ah.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh Joey and look at this crib!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Uh, I’m just, I’m just looking out your window.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: What?!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Kim totally took my opinions.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Hey, Mon, if you were hoping to sleep with Joshua the first time tonight, which one of these would you want to be wearing.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I made her!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Y’know, it’s-it’s just because of all the anticipation and you just have to remember that you love Chandler.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Ohh, big, fat bummerrr.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh, this is great!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: And you were at this job for four years?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh my God!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: No, actually I took it off then I drew it back on.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Uh-huh.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Yeah, you’re on your own.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Wh-whoa!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Hey, Pheebs!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: But why, why not?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Joey I don’t think you know what behalf means.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Okay.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Now he loves her, he’s gonna marry her, and this is all your fault.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh my God, this is just the worst thing that could have ever happened to me.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Coffee and a live sex show!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh my God!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Yeah.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I hope I stop talking like this before my marketing meeting, yes I do.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I guess I’m not upset because I don’t see you guys going through with it.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: It's not funny, this is actually my job.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I also said number one.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I can do it!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Ohhh.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Yeah, I think she wants the old one back.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: That's impossible.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: They never cover me.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Op, I like credit cards!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: No, I don't.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Yeah.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: There’s some Kappa Kappa Deltas!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh, a couple things.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: What?!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I will read The Shining, and you will read Little Women.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: STAT.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Just sit over there!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Open it!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Ross, you know what?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Andy McDowell is the guy from Planet of the Apes.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Yeah.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Pat the dog.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Yeah!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: And?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Ralph Lauren called, and gave me my job back!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Sudden change of plans.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I love you.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Let's get this over with!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Ross is coming over.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Come on!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Ohh, gosh.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Do you have any extra pants?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh, oh, oh, I'll get 'Rainy Day Bear'!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Yeah, I love that story.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Yeah.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: And, um, it would get kind of sweaty and uh, and blurry, and then it's just happening.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: You gotta get me out of here Phoebe!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Ross?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: What am I gonna do?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Hey!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Uh, what do I, what do I do with him?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: He's a, he's a black Capuchin monkey, with a white face.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Ok, off the top of my head.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: But then when the fireworks started, everybody just shut up, you know, and it'd get really cold, and we would all just sort of smush under this one blanket.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I wish I knew if that was right!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: It's like I'm being punished for not having this disgusting, poisoning habit!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: No.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Ohhh!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I’m not waiting!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Uh Ross?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I promise.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Chandler!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Alright, errrr the weirdest place, would have to beeee, oh, the foot of the bed.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Joey knows, that I'mI'm very insecure about my back and, and you're hugging me, so obviously you are not repulsed by it, yeah!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: You don't have birds.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: November?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: What?!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I mean we don’t have the.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I mean, of all the girls at the party, GOD!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Ooh!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: It was an accident.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: 9:30?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh my God!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Ankle.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Okay you have to realize, I was exhausted, I was emotional, I would have said yes to anybody.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Am I the only one who doesn't think that she's hot?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Do you have anything else you wanna get off your chest?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh, yeah, sure.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Ufff.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Hello, Paul.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh, I have a question.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Why.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: That's all right?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Right!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Yeah, Stevie’s an old family friend.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Ask him out.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Y'know, ever since I ran out on Barry at the wedding, You DON'T KNOW?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: You let me do it once before.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I didn't!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Wh—Ah-ha!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Pretty dumb huh?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Hey.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Honey, why is it hard, I mean we've been together for almost a year now?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I’m standing at a cash register, holding a credit card, and I’m bored.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Okay, that's gonna take them a minute.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Can I, can I talk now?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Hey, so tell me about this Jane Eyre woman.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Okay, umm, I’m gonna get my sweater.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I used to do that too!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Sometimes, things don’t work out the way you’d thought they would.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Hey, they were popular when I left!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Ross, can you pass me the yams?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I don't know, I don't know.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Phoebe?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Has anybody seen my engagement ring?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Bitchin' Oh.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Yes I do.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: They were, nice?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: No!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: It’s not true!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: It was only 500 bucks.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Yeah, and also we need more umm, drinks.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Bye.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: It kinda worked.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Look, urrgh, maybe we should take a break.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh, be home, be home, be home, be home, be home, be home.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Alright, fine, you go ahead and you do that, alright Ross.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Okay.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Okay, your band is playing at Arnold's, collect three cool points.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Help me!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Actually, we saw them doing it up against the window.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: No, because I know exactly how the conversation's gonna go.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: We don’t have the that lamp!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Really?!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: See?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Will you take my place?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh, really, well Ross, you know what?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Thank you!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: So I think umm, I’m just gonna maybe open them a little bit later, but thank you all for coming.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Hi!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Phoebe, you will not find a single game show host, who’s ass I cannot kick.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Here kitty kitty, here kitty kitty, where d ya go little kitty kitty.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: She's gettin' her grove back in like 20 minutes.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Hi.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: II’m sorry.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Yeah-yeah, y’know if-if there was just like one little area where I, that I think we need, we would need to work on II would think it was we’re just not crazy enough!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Nice beach, met the nice people.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Phoebe or Phoebo?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Alright.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: No.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: What, because that’s your answer to everything?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Yeah—Ooh!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I’ll go with ya!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Why doesn’t she want my breast?!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Y’know what honey, we’re actually out of candy right now.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I love how he cares so much about stuff.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Hi!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh, what a load of crap.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: It was actually the.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Wha, the next one?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I didn't know then.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Because it’s embarrassing.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Me too.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Okay, anyone in this room think that I would send Ross begging symbols, please show of hands.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Ross, you are so pathetic.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: whhh wait, you're gonna leave my party to take care of a box of rats?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh that’s not important.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Well then let's just quit!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Hi.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: You are going to have to take her out again and end it, and end it in way that she knows it’s actually ended.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Ohh, God.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: This bench, it’s hollow!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: The most expensive one in the store!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Uh-huh.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: We?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh hi!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: What?!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh, y'know Joey, you are sick!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I just finished getting Phoebe all dressed to meet Mike's parents.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: That way if one on them is missing, she can be like, ‘Where’s number 27?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Thanks.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Are you serious?!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Can I give out the candy?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I invented that!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: For me?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I am not sending anymore Ralph Lauren clothes to prison.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Hello, Mark?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I don’t know I think I feel like I need to have one last fling, y'know, just to sorta get it out of my system.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: That's what it is, that's what I need.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Hey.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I don’t want you to date her!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: NO but Ross.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I just don't think I can bear it.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Okay.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Ross do you realise this is the first time in my life I'm doing something I actually care about.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh my God, what a great surprise!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: No, no Phoebe no, I was no.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Okay, now what was that all about?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: All right listen ball boys!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: We're not?!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I know.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Sorry, I was just imagining what it’d be like to catch the money bouquet.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: But nooo, they got into a huge fight in the middle of the commencement address.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Tag's last name was Morgan!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I mean, women really like that.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: No, so I don’t have to get married until I’m 33!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh, it’s gonna be fine.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh wow!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Did he pull the old… Oh that.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Ross, there is no pressure on you.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: See?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I am not gonna answer that!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I don’t care about the little dude!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Well, I have a job interview at Ralph Lauren tomorrow!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Forget it!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Okay.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Whoa-whoa, there’s two living rooms?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Which obviously is an impossible thing to do!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Okay.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Why?!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Lucky me!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Joey, you can touch them!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I mean, isn't that just kick you-in-the-crotch, spit-on-your-neck fantastic?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh, it’s just an anti-theft device.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: What?!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: What's what you were afraid of?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Yeah, maybe, but I don’t think I even care.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Wait, wait.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I don't care which pot is regular and which pot is decaf, I don't care where the tray spot is, I just don't care, this is not what I want to do.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: You didn’t tell her to come?!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Well, because if one more person says what a cute little boy I'm gonna whip them with a car antenna!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: He still hasn't called.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Awww, stop.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh gosh, it has something to do with numbers.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Hi!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh my God, they let you keep that stuff?!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: And why is it that the second we tell you we’re going out of town, bamn there you are in bed with the neighbor’s dog walker?!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I'm totally serious.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: A little engagement gift.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: G. I. Joe?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Yeah Phoebe, I completely understand.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I mean, I mean don’t’ you think?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Really?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Okay, y’know what?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Okay, all right.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: What?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Hey-hey!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: OH!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Y’know what?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: What if the baby needs him?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I’m sorry daddy.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I just don't love him.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: No!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: You can keep it.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Thank you!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Well…did you know he was gonna ask me?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: It’s really, it’s beautiful, but umm, what do you say we go share some food?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I can’t!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Pheebs, you go with Monica and try on her green dress.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Wow.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Now you scared him away!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: And that works?!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Forever.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Maybe that's him.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I need to talk to you!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I'm serving my last cup of coffee.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Yes!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: before you know it, they're lighting that damn tree again.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: You are so just doing this out of spite.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Wait, are you leaving?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Yeah.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Well, of course I am!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: YYeah!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Which is why it would be really great if you said something right about now.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Is that it?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Why would I ever want to take away from your night?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Gunther.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh, I read that in high school.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Great!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: If we made reservations, we could have unagi in about a half-hour.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I don’t think so.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Isn’t that a line from the show?!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: What-what if I marry Ross.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: But I figured it would be okay because you got a big ink stain on the crotch.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Ohhhh, come on!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: No, I couldn't let you do that.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Okay, Ross, it has to be realistic.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Joey, why wouldn't you invite us to your parties?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: This is all just a little overwhelming.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Yeah.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: You’re 31.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Yeah, so what is she, like a, like a spokesmodel, or an aerobics instructor, what?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: There's nothing boring about him, and ah, I bet he's never set foot in a museum.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Why not?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Well, can't you just go to Vermont the next day?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: So, uhm, what are you gonna do today?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Yeah.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: And not because I want you to go out with me, but because I don’t want you to go out with anybody!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Trust me, all the men are wearing them in the spring catalog.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh, he is precious!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I’ve got it!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: What am I doing?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Ross, hi, it's Rachel.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Well then I demand a recount!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: You like Ross.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: There you go!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Sure.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Everybody left.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I mean who would—she wouldn’t be safe as she would be with me, the baby dummy.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Sure!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Umm, I’m sorry.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh what do you know?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Excuse me, I wanted you to help, but you couldn’t move your arms because you were wearing three life jackets.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I mean Chandler's birthday is even before mine!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: It's open you guys.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I don’t know, it was you and a bunch of albino kids.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: That’s a line from the show too!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Right.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Joey is having a secret Days Of Our Lives party up on the roof and he sent you guys to the play to get rid of you!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: We’re winning!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: You can sit on my lap!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: That’s also the smaller piece.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Fine.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: You got that audition.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Okay!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh, y’know what?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Okay Chandler, enjoy your handful.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Hi!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: This is crazy!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Okay Monica, what are you doing?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Y'know honey, umm, as uh, as flattered as I am that uh, you saw me first, uhh, I just, II don't think we should be cranking anything up.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Petty.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: You promised not to bring girls home in the middle of the day anymore.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Hi!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh no!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: No-no, that wasn't me!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: And I can talk you up!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh my god.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I’ve done lots of crazy things!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Ross, hi, it's Rachel.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Yeah!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: We uh, we never had bonus night!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I’m Monica.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: All right, well, you're right, these are the best oatmeal cookies I've ever had.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: What’s Flimby’s?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Nice to meet you.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: We are so over!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I just, I think he just really likes you.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Yeah!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Yeah, right.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I don't really care about the Knicks.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh no wait Pheebs, I think for something like that you just ask them to move in with you.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Okay, uh, you let me go grocery shopping, and I buy laundry detergent, but it's not the one with the easy-pour spout.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Popular.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: It's not gonna happen to Ross!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I, I don't know, um, do you think you're cute?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Thank you.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I made a snap judgement.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Don’t just say yes!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Ya think?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: But I insist harder!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Sorry.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I'm Carol's ex-husband's sister's roommate.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Yeah well what are you, his boyfriend?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh, great!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: What?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I don't care about any of that!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Good, Pheebs.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: We use it!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Ohh wow!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: That was 10 blocks from here and, the, the woman was walking alone at night, I would never do that.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Well, at least I wasn't too chicken to tell some guy I thought he was cute.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Y'know what Ross?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Here it is!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Ah.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh, I get it!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: So no-no brothers and sisters, huh?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Well, what do you mean?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: What?!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Ross, honey, is there anything we can do?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Honey, I'm sorry.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Good, good, because he's coming.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh, you go out with him.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Very!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: how about I move in with you?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Great, Monica, y'know what, you could've called, I have been up here, I've been worried.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: What?!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I mean think about it, this is a good thing.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Well I… No!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Or uhm, when I-found-outI-was-gonna-haveEmma scared.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I mean, what do you like, what don't you like?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Okay!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Hi!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Whoa!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Have you guys been listening this entire time?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Yes!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I had a crush on a teacher once and it was so hard!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: You're a shoe, you're a shoe, you're a shoe!'.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Wow, everything looks so good!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: What?!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Please tell me you’re not gonna dress up like a dinosaur.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I'm gonna have walls!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: That's shocking!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: But Joey the baby is going to be crying, it’s going to be loud.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Who's workin' for you babe?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Wow!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I know, I know, so it is just not a big deal.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: But she did actually fall back to sleep, so.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: But you should probably start practicing your gracious loser face.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Ross Tillman.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I was thinking that maybe now it'd be a good time for us to sit down and, you know, talk about your future.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Yeah.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Okay!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: What?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: HI!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Who?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh yes I do.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Hello, Mrs. Chatracus.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Not-not for me, but why don’t you take off your sweater?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Ross!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh they’re pushing!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: She’s doing it Look, she’s breast-feeding look!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh, it dispenses clean diapers!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: She doesn’t need to be she’ll still have the baby before I do.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Hi.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Ross.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I’m the maid of honor.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Um, OK, you guys have a really uh, have a really good night and you two have a uh, have a uh, really good cat.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Y’know, it’s weird uh, but I had a dream last night where I was stopped by a policeman.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Do you want my blessing?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: What?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh what, my whole insane jealousy thing?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: One hour.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: This is so bad.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: On a cliff, in Barbados, at sunset, and Stevie Wonder sang Isn’t She Lovely as I walked down the aisle.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I feel so terrible for you!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Uhm, you know what?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh Ross, your so great, nuh.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Phoebe, Shania Twain is still alive!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oww!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh my god.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: This playing hard to get thing is not working.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh my God, I'm starting to look like my great aunt, Muriel.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I mean, look-look today you escaped death, y'know?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: What?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Ha!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: What is?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: What a manipulative bitch.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: It’s just changed, everything.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh it, good!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Look at this!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Yeah!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Hmmm!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Ida Green?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Ugh, horrible!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: How many ways are there to do that?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Okay.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Okay, I’m just gonna write this out to cash.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I mean, when I read Euphoria at Midnight, all I wanted to do was become a writer.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: From now?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Hi, I'm back.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: It’s so cute!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I mean, I just think you are totally inappropriate, ok?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: How old was she there?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Eight hours with my mother talking about Atkins?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: You have a boyfriend, I have a b, baby and a Ross.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh, just tell us!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Hi!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: She could be out of town.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Right?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I’m going to say something to him.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: What?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Even though you are a very, very, very beautiful women.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Wait a minute, what are you doing home so early?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Well and clearly not a minute sooner.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I guess I gotta do what you tell me.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I mean, what would happen exactly.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Hey.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Ah.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: You know, and just swept Joey off his feet.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Ya know what, I’m not going to let him get away with that.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Being alone, sucks!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: What are we going to do?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Umm Pheebs, remember when we were in the coffee house we decided that I was going to keep the uh, the cute guy’s cell phone?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Yes I am!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I mean I had no idea that that was gonna… What the hell was that?!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Okay!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: They got great food and it’s really romantic.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Three of your five, what?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Are these them?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I've got magic beans.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: What, yeah, what, y’know what?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I think it's kind of serious!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Yeah, do you want it?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh Pheebs that’s so sweet——Ooh, those are so cute!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I did not, because I was trying to teach you how to sail a boat!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Well then you’re going to have to take her out again.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Hello, Rachel.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I think it would be really good for you!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh, I was just gonna ask!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: It's ok.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Hi!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Spinning that sounds like fun.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: No, one of them.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: He’s got Barney’s on his speed dial.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Joey, I’ll buy you a new one!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Ah, and no offence to everybody who ah, still works here, you have no idea how good it feels to say that as of this moment I will never have to make coffee again.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Joey, what, is, this thing, doing here?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Get those clothes off!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: He freaked out too!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Ohh, all right!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: What?!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I love working with designers!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Are you guys still together?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Joey!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Don't you remember why you dumped the guy?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: But then the day comes!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Let’s just leave it at, you like me and I like you.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: How are you?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Hi!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh, hi!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Y’know, the charity was a big success and they raised a lot of money and awareness.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Tommy, this is Ross.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: He offered me one.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I thought Chandler was your best friend.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Phoebe you can’t have both of them!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Hang up!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Monica, betting the apartment, I don't know about this.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh great, the pacifiers?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Right?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: But it’s not!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Where are you?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: So how was your big date last night?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Right.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: But not for tonight.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Ohh.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: What are you guys doing here?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Phoebe!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Let me see.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: No, no, it's okay.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: This is not you!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Absolutely not.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh yeah?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Okay.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Lets do it!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh my God!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Ah-ha!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Well actually thanks, but I think I'm just gonna hang out here tonight.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Joey, there is a reason that Emma loves that stupid penguin so much Oh don't cover its ears!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: the way you owned up to everything, it just showed me how much you’ve grown.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh, hi Danny.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Hi.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Ok. Oh oh no just stopped to throw up a little bit.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Ok, we never shoulda talked about this.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I got to figure out what I'm going to wear.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: No so we’re protecting her.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: No, no-no-no.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh, Monica.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh, and Monica gets to keep her?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh Monica come on, y’know I don’t sleep with guys on the first date!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: We’ll go down to the store right now and we’ll-we’ll get you a new chair.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: It’s just the pizza place.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Well, what’s he like?!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Something about how it was her cab first.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Phone doing it.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: That's right.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Hi!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: You don't tell the guy that!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I mean, you know.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Yeah but how do I start?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I am so sorry.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: That would really help me out a lot!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: And could you strike Consummated like bunnies from the record?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Yeah.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Is everybody else having just the best time?!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: We can't.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Wow!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: You guys are just, really, right there, aren't you?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh no no, my purse, my purse, my purse, my purse, my purse, my purse.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Me?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I just sharpened her this morning.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: You just finished?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Okay, well let me make this a just a little bit easier for you.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Wanna hear some memories?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Yeah, I told you to give Emily whatever she wants.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Yeah I am, I am!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I’m next!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Phoebe and I were just trying on clothes in the dressing room.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Hey Mr. Trib.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I mean I haven t been around them, I mean, you know, since I was one.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: What?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Was how you invented the cotton gin?!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh yeah!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Pheobe, what the hell are you talking about?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: It's Chandler Bing!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Hey.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: You just click when they click.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: That's not European!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I don’t know, y’know?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh we did, but my mom got us the greatest gift of all.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I mean tell me that you like him.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh, it’s just not the right time.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Meeting Julie.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Switch places with me!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Ohh.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Really!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: O-kay!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Okay, let’s do that Sailor Joe.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Yeah.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Ok, so Phoebe, now are you gonna call your dad and let him know that his dog is ok?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Only a hundred and two dollars to go.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Whoa, whoa, wait a minute.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: We have to have a surprise Bon Voyage party for Emily.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Nooo!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh, that sounds great.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Yes I am!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: What am I going to do?!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Look!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: You know what, Ross?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Emma will totally understand.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Honey, I had such a wonderful time.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh yeah?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: You get away from me!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: No.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: For every night that you're asleep before I get home from work.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Hi.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: You were gonna propose to me?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Hey, you guys!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Yeah, we can wait, we don't have to do anything tonight.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Hey, c'mon, cut it out.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Hi!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I did.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I mean it really felt like he was my friend again.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: He's gonna stay with her and she's going to be all, Hi, I'm Julie, Ross picked me, and we're gonna to get married, have a lot of kids and dig up stuff together.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: What?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Men are unbelievable.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I mean, you're gonna have to try.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Yeah, what's it about?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Come on!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Hold on a second.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I'm a waitress.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Hello?!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Well, we were going to do that after, I mean umm, next.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I am telling you it happened!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Do you have the answers written on there?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: And I actually, I thought to myself, Wow, those guys are crazy!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I'm not mad.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I’ll meet more actors!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Are you okay Mon?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I love you too.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Well of course we will help you decide!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh sure it is!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Ross said there’s still no word from Chandler.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Wow, so why don't you go talk to him?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Well, I’m miserable here!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: She's mine!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh my God!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Okay.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Uhh, hang in there?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Y'know, it was, uh, it was actually really great.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Maybe I should wear pants?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh God, okay.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Yeah, it is amazing it lasted that long.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Ross gave it to me.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: All right!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Could tonight be the Night?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Okay.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I am over you and that, my friend, is what they call closure.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Okay, well if I stop playing with Joey and Chandler, can I play with Mark?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Hi!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: You remember Ross?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Ok, here, I know what we can do.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: You know Pheebs, when I was little, on my birthday, my daddy would hide a present in every room of the house, and then he would draw a treasure map to help me find 'em all.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Say it!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oooohh that’s interesting.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Yes.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Since when do you watch the news?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: They cry all the time.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Are you over me?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Our reservations are at 8:00.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Ooh, Italian!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Yes!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: That’s it!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Why is that baby torturing that woman?!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Come on you guys!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I don't gossip!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Hey.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: But we are definitely not getting back together.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: has your girlfriend got the butt?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Look Amy, it got a little of control.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Who gave you that hickey?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh my God, the three of us are gonna have such a good time living together!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: 2,000!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: That’s so great!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: You've been in my room before!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: It's okay.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Ok, ok, so you're not a fan, but I mean, come on, you cannot do this to her.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Well, if I gonna do this, I'd better keep going.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: No, you have it, really, I don't want it.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: You would be too if you found John and David boots on sale, fifty percent off!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Okay.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Everything’s fine.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oops!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I mean you don’t have to have this rustic Italian feast.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I'm gonna do it.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: She was there?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: What's your news, Amy?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I’m really sorry I was a baby.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Pathetic!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: No, no, Emma dropped her sock.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: All this stuff takes up a lot of room.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Maybe it, maybe it doesn't have to be this tough.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: How come you didn't come over earlier?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Joe.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: You don’t understand!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I knowI know how to settle this!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I'm going to hunt you down and kill you!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Am I the only one that this is embarrassing for?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Phoebe!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: You've done that a thousand times?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Okay, y’know what?!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: It turns out that I'm not free tonight.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: It’s good.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Well y’know what?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: You're right.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Well, so, are-are you sure that there are three?!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Get me Mark on the phone!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I'm so sorry.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Phoebe, this is all your fault!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Well, that would’ve been very hard to say no too.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I’m just going through a hard time.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: So you just keep looking in there!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Ross.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh Gavin, please, please look at my ass.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Joey stop staring!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I’m thinkin’ no.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: What are you.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh, Ross, c'mon, please!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Mostly because I get to boss people around, which I just love to do.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Hi.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Why?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Well, Chandler, you re gonna have to tell him.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Yeah, we could.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: From the guy in the bar, why didn’t I get that message?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Now, now the one in the feather boa, that's Dr. Francis, now she used to be a man.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh, that is so sick.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: He's glad that I came, he doesn't want me to go anywhere, balls flying all over the place!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I’m the worst mother ever!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Bye!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Is Ross still here?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: No-no-no-no-no Ross!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Thank you, Ross!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Not even one more time?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Give me those cigs!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Well, II know you can do that too.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: What’s wrong with you?!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Then what's with all the bananas?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: You go!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I know.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Uh-huh.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Bring it on!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I didn’t know you could get married here.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I know, I can do more than cook.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Ohh God.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Right.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh god.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: And if you do the interview you can mention, oh I don’t know, gal pal Rachel Green?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Please?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: So seriously rodeo clown?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: You're never gonna believe it.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Get up!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Gucci wants me.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Phoebe, if this guy’s going through a divorce, is it such a good idea to start going out with him?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: You are not going to believe it!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Ooh, Phoebe’s here!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: And you wrote a card.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I mean, and you know how people can be wrong.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: They didn't even talk to each other.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: If they don’t want me there, I’ll just hang out with you guys.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Sorry!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh not-not so much.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I swear.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Ohh.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Well what are we going to do?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: She looks scared.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I mean this book could have been called 'Be Your Own Windkeeper Rachel'.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: This is it.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: We took our apartment back!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Yeah, I’m doing okay.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I blocked that out.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Hi Emma.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I had a. I had a dream last night that I wanted to kiss Joey.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: And Jill, she should be able to do whatever it is that she wants to do!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Me too!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: So, I'll invite him to brunch tomorrow and you can make nice.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I know, but y’know condoms only work like 97 of the time.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Yeah!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I do.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: You don't say, because mine was licked on by kittens.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: The money is great.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Pretty well, actually.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: She was horrible!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: We—come on, we both had the sarongs on, and we had the-the coconut bikini tops… …we went back to the house and we got really silly and we…we made out.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: No!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I think I got about two lines into it before I ran and freaked out.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Come on, it’s a hypnosis tape.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh no-no-no, no-no-no, that’s not what I meant.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: What's going on?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Y’know, like dried fruit and granola and stuff.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Phoebe got the whole world.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Well y’know I was just in the neighborhood and I passed by your building and I thought to myself, What’s up with Carol and sweet, little Ben?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Well, I have to say that earns tutu pieces of candy.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Emily!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: So tell me, what are Joey Tribbiani’s end of the night moves?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Ross thanks.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Hey.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: II—Maybe we won’t be alone, ‘cause lately II—things have been happening between me and Ross, y’know?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: And everybody knows this?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: So now, these are all the tuxedos that we make and if there’s anything that you like, we can make you a deal.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh, well, you are so cute!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: But someone just went out to get some and I have been giving out money but I’m out of that too.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I'll get him.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Okay.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Uh, I just liked it better before it was better.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh God, I'm sorry, it's just that when you moved your hands down to my butt, it was like woah, Ross's hands are on my butt.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Well there’s an idea!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: That's good enough.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: This is her first birthday.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Uh, I don't know.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Who are you supposed to be?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: How-how much is it?!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Joey look, just look at it this way, the sooner Phoebe breaks Chandler the sooner this is all over and out in the open.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: What was the book?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Yeah, but he waited until the last minute!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Okay.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh my God!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I'm sorry, that's not funny.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: But I was showing him some cufflinks and I felt his pulse.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Original.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Agh, what a jerk.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: We sort of, we save the real stuff for those really terminal cases.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh, we are both so.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: So who else was in this club?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: May we help you?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Well, get 'em out of here!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Give her some money.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Okay.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: She told me I should get off the plane, because she had a feeling that there was something wrong with the left Philange.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: You don’t even know!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: What’s her e-mail address?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I say ‘cheesy line’, but ok.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Wow!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Hi.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Ok professor or detective?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh Pheebs.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Sorry!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Ok.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: What?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Right!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Stop that!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: What-what if I was the president?!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: And I keep telling him to go to my chiropractor.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Hey-hey, y’know what?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Hey, how are those tapes working out for ya?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I'm sure you didn't register for that!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Hi, and I am also Emma’s mother.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Yeah!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Yes, I do.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Chandler, that is so nice.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Noo.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: What?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Isn't that great?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Yeah sure, iced tea would be great.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Hey!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Come on people!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Just waiting for the beep.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Phoebe, why did you lie to me about working here?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Zelner called me and he said we'll do everything we can to get you back.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Mon?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh, God, Oh, thank god, you're okay.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: So, will you talk to him?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: What?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Okay.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Ehhh, aw!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: All right.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: What should I have?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Yes, you do want to know!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh God Monica hi!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Yeah me too.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: If you and I are both single by the time we’re 40, we get married.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Uh, Paul’s Café.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: The reservation is probably under Gucci.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: And if anyone is ever rude to you?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: That's great!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: What?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: And uh, and I thought it would be funnier if we got married.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: You're so pretty.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: You just, you just can't.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh, slides.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh-hooo, I missed you.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh-oh, sorry, it's this way, it's this way.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Come on.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Here we go.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh my God, oh my God!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: You wanna go in the bedroom?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Guess what?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Yeah!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I’m going to find out if he really thinks supermodels are too skinny.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: She was thirty!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh my God!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I mean.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I don’t understand!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I’m sorry Pheebs, I guess I’m just really said that I’m leaving.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Okay?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Well, ya know, as much fun as that was, I've decided to opt for sanity.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Excuse me, can I, can I bum one of those?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: What if it just gets worse and worse and worse, to the point where we can’t even be in the same room with each other?!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Seriously, your dad doesn’t like pranks.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh please, they're having sex.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: This is so great!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Bye!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Well that's his last name.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: It was there the corner of the library where-where all these dusty books that nobody ever read.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Ugh!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: It’s something.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: We are looking for our Christmas presents from Monica.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Phoebe, all babies are beautiful!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Hi.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I am still talking!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Ew!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Amy gets pissed and starts cutting food on the fancy plate very harshly, you can hear the silveware scraping the fancy plate.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Ugh!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh-oh-hoh!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I’m sorry.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Yeah-yeah, we never had that, What?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Whoa, how do you know about that?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: It is an auction!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Hey!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Right!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: But look, I found my sunglasses under the couch!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I was in the room where we were keeping all the presents, and I was looking at this gravy boat.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: And-and y’know I was thinking about it, if-if you’re Monica’s maid of honor that means I get to be yours.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Have her come by the office.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Julie!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Mon, Ethan called again.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Thanks!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: All right, this is what we’re gonna do, we are gonna go to the next highest bidder, and we are just gonna let them buy it, and then you’re just gonna pay the difference.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Hi!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: What is with that guy?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Yeah.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I think it'll just make everyone uncomfortable.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: No.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Molly!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Yeah but, you don’t, you don’t, you don’t want to try to much too fast.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Did you just break the radiator?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: So don't do it.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Come in!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: And if you need anything else, I--do not believe we've met.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Okay!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: And a thousand dollars.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I know your size and I’m.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: So it seemed that my prom date had stood me up, so Ross selflessly, offered to take me.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Jeez!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Ross, would you just stop it!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Done!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Hey, how'd it go?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh, can we read them?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I mean was that just the stupidest thing, me telling you that?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Because you took three hundred bottles of shampoo?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Who?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Wait!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I want me to stay too.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I had the greatest day though, I got to sit in on the meeting with the reps from Calvin Klien.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Yeah, four times.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: That is not true.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I am sooo drunk.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: God, see I didn't know that's I had to do, I just have to get over it.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh no, I think I’m gonna go home and eat ten candy bars.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Y'know, I gotta tell ya, I just loved your look when you were bald.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Now that you know what you want you should go to Kleinman’s and get it half off.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Ross, Tommy.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: We will let Ross and Joey decide.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Just be nonchalant.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Y’know what I was, I was thinking about?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Hormones!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Ever!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Yes!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: You too!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh right.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Well, let's see, the FICA guys took all my money, everyone I know is either getting married, or getting promoted, or getting pregnant, and I'm getting coffee!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Maybe.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Whoa, wait, listen, I think I'm just gonna talk to Ross about what he think it meant.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Hmmm.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Hey, I thought that guy was married.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: You went out with a guy in the Navy?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Wow!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Right when I'm about to change my opinion of you, you go and you, and you do that.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Well, I will go to the hospital tomorrow, it’ll still be broken then.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Well, the point is, maybe I should just stop waiting around for moments with Ross, you know?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I went a little crazy.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: What?!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Kinda.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh, Barry, this was not good.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I see what you're doing here, alright, listen, this is my job buddy.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: JOEY: No, that means nothin to me.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Just go please.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I don’t get it.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Ahh.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: What?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Go get back on that case honey!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Y’know what honey?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: oh!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Cause I wanna go running before it gets dark.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Joey Tribbiani from Days of Our Lives, just walked in here!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Wow!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh God we did we didn’t, we didn’t uhh.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh my God, Le Poo, our dog!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Now we can go eat.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh, come on squeeze it.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: What?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Yeah!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: You guys are best buds.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Was it me, or-or was the guy who took my blood sample really cute?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh my God.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Hi!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Amazingly, that makes sense.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Who's are they?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Thank you.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Hi!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Aren’t they?</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I mean, I didn't even get to tell you that I love you too.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Wow!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Surprise!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Here you go.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: I love Warren!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: No!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Yes, but still.</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Oh my God!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: Especially you!</s>
+<s>RACHEL: So!</s>