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Ross: Rach! Whoops! Rach! Hey! Open up! Please? Rachel: When somebody does not buzz you in, Ross, that means go away. That doesn't mean please climb up the fire escape. Ross: I just wanna read you something. It's your pro list. Rachel: Not interested. Ross: Ok, ok, number one: The way you cry at game shows. Number two: how much you love your friends. Number three: the way you play with your hair..

Chandler: My diary! My diary! That's brilliant. I should have told her it was my diary. She never would have made me read her my diary. Monica: You know, that's true. You'd be a great person to have around the day after an emergency. Phoebe: I... I cannot believe Ross even made this list. Monica: I know. Phoebe: What a dinkus. Joey: Hey, cut him some slack. It was Chandler's idea. Phoebe: What? ..

Chandler: I'm telling you, this thing won't print. Yes, I pressed that button like 100 times. You know, for a hot line, you are not so hot. What? What is that in the background? Are you watching Star Trek? Joey: Hey, so how'd it go with Julie? Did you, did you break her heart? Ross: Yes, it was horrible. She cried. I cried. She threw things, they hit me. Anyway, I did the right thing. Chandler: ..

Ross: I don't know what I'm gonna do. What am I gonna do? I mean, this, this is like a complete nightmare. Chandler: Oh, I know. This must be so hard. Oh, no. Two women love me. They're both gorgeous and sexy. My wallet's too small for my fifties, and my diamond shoes are too tight. Joey: Hey, here's a thought, Ross. Chandler: Don't touch the computer. Don't ever touch the computer. Joey: Ross, ..

Mr. Ratstatter: This is a nice resume. Nice, nice, nice. Muy impressivo. Monica: Uh, so, Mr. Ratstatter, what exactly does this job entail? The ad wasn't too clear. Mr. Ratstatter: Mockolate. Monica: I'm sorry? Mr. Ratstatter: Mockolate. It's a completely synthetic chocolate substitute. Monica: Ooh. Mr. Ratstatter: Go ahead. Try a piece. Yeah, we think that Mockolate is even better than chocolat..

Chandler: All right, check out this bad boy. 12 megabytes of RAM. 500 megabyte hard drive. Built-in spreadsheet capabilities and a modem that transmits at over 28,000 BPS. Phoebe: Wow. What are you gonna use it for? Chandler: Games and stuff. Monica: There are no jobs. There are no jobs for me. Joey: Wait, here's one. Uh, would you be willing to cook naked? Monica: There's an ad for a naked chef..

Rachel: Ross kissed me. Phoebe: No. Monica: Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh my God! Rachel: It was unbelievable! Monica: Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh my God! Phoebe: Ok, all right. We want to hear everything. Monica, get the wine and unplug the phone. Monica: Ok. Phoebe: Rachel, does this end well or do we need to get tissues? Rachel: Oh, it ended very well. Phoebe: Oh. Monica: Do not start without me. Do ..

Chandler: Monica, it's 6:30 in the morning. We're not working out. It's over. Monica: No way! With one pound to go. Come on. We're working, we're moving, we're in the zone, we're grooving. Chandler: OK, I don't, I don't mind the last pound. OK? In fact, I kind of like the last pound. OK? So don't make me do anything that I'll regret. Monica: Oh, what you gonna do, fat boy, huh? What? Chandler: N..

Rachel: Hi. Ross: I didn't get a cat. Rachel: Oh, that's um, interesting. Ross: No, no, it's not interesting. OK? It's very, very not interesting. It's actually 100 percent completely opposite of interesting. Rachel: All right. I got it, Ross. Ross: You had no right to tell me you ever had feelings for me. Rachel: What? Ross: I was doing great with Julie before I found out about you. Rachel: Hey..

Phoebe: Hey, Joey. Joey: Hey, Pheebs. Phoebe: How come you're watching a rabbi play electric guitar? Joey: I can't find the remote. Phoebe: Oh. Joey: Oh. Thank you. Phoebe: So, Scott asked me to come over for lunch today and I did. Joey: And? Phoebe: And we did. Joey: All right, Pheebs. Way to go. Phoebe: Yay, me. Joey: So, so how did it happen? Phoebe: Well, I finally took your advice and asked..