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<h1 align="center">The One With Ross’s Wedding Parts I and II</h1>
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<p>Part I Written by: Michael Borkow<br>
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Part II Teleplay by: Shana Goldberg-Meehan & Scott Silveri<br>
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Part II Story by: Jill Condon & Amy Toomin<br>
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Part I Transcribed by: <a href="mailto:Ericaasen1@aol.com">Eric Aasen</a> <br>
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Part II Transcribed by: <a href="mailto:webmaster@friendsplace.com">Aaron D. Miller</a></p>
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<hr>
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<p>[Scene: Chandler and Joey's, Joey and Chandler are getting ready for the flight to
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London and Monica comes running in.]</p>
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<p><b>Monica:</b> Guys, hurry up! The flight leaves in four hours! It could take time to
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get a taxi! There could be traffic! The plane could leave early! When we get to London,
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there could be a line at customs! Come on!! (She runs back to her apartment.)</p>
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<p><b>Chandler:</b> Six-hour trip to London. That’s a lot of Monica.</p>
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<p>[Cut to the girls’ apartment, Monica is putting things into her purse as Phoebe
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and Rachel watch.]</p>
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<p><b>Monica:</b> Passport, check! (As she puts away each item, she says check.) Camera,
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check! Traveller’s cheques, check! </p>
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<p><b>Rachel:</b> Who are you saying "check" too?</p>
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<p><b>Monica:</b> Myself. Y’know for remembering to pack a thing. Yeah, you do a good
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thing, you get a check! (pause) My mom does it, I never realized it was weird.</p>
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<p><b>Phoebe:</b> Yeah, my mom used to put her head in the oven. Well, actually, she only
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did it the one time. But it was pretty weird.</p>
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<p><b>Ross:</b> (entering) Hey!</p>
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<p><b>Monica:</b> Hey!</p>
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<p><b>Ross:</b> Hey! Are you ready yet?</p>
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<p><b>Monica:</b> Yep! You got the tickets?</p>
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<p><b>Ross:</b> Oh! Got ‘em right here, (Pats his coat pocket) check!</p>
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<p>[Cut to the guys’ apartment.]</p>
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<p><b>Joey:</b> It’s all London, baby! Here we go. (He takes a picture of a less than
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enthused Chandler and starts towards the girls’ apartment.)</p>
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<p><b>Chandler:</b> You got your passport?</p>
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<p><b>Joey:</b> Yeah, in my third drawer on my dresser. You don’t want to lose that.</p>
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<p>(Chandler glares at him. At first Joey doesn’t know why, it takes him a little bit
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to figure it out.)</p>
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<p><b>Joey:</b> Ohh!! (Runs to his room.)</p>
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<p><b>Chandler:</b> There it is.</p>
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<p align="center"><strong>Opening Credits</strong></p>
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<p>[Scene: Monica and Rachel's, continued from earlier, Monica is telling Phoebe where
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everything is.]</p>
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<p><b>Monica:</b> Okay, if you need the vacuum, it’s in my closet on the left-hand
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side. Ah, the garbage bags are next to the refrigerator…</p>
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<p><b>Phoebe:</b> Okay, okay, but Rachel’s gonna be here too, can’t I just ask
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her this stuff?</p>
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<p><b>Monica:</b> Yeah, okay, give that a try!</p>
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<p><b>Chandler:</b> (entering, with Joey) All right! Let’s do it!</p>
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<p><b>Joey:</b> Woo-hoo!!</p>
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<p><b>Ross:</b> Yeah, cheerie-o! </p>
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<p><b>Joey:</b> London baby!</p>
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<p><b>Chandler:</b> Okay, ‘cause that’s not gonna get annoying.</p>
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<p><b>Joey:</b> (louder) London baby!!</p>
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<p><b>Chandler:</b> Hey, y’know what? I was wrong.</p>
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<p><b>Ross:</b> Well, we’re all here! I guess we should get going!</p>
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<p><b>Phoebe:</b> Ohhh, I wanna come over there and give you a hug and wish you luck on
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your wedding, but I don’t—can’t get up.</p>
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<p><b>Ross:</b> Oh, I’ll-I’ll come hug you.</p>
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<p><b>Phoebe:</b> Great! Yeah, could you bring me the newspaper?</p>
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<p><b>Ross:</b> Yeah. (He does so and Phoebe hugs him.)</p>
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<p><b>Phoebe:</b> Oh, have a great wedding!</p>
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<p><b>Ross:</b> Thanks.</p>
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<p><b>Phoebe:</b> Oh, hey, Chandler I wanna hug you too!</p>
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<p><b>Chandler:</b> Hey! (Trots over)</p>
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<p><b>Phoebe:</b> Oh, and great! You might as well bring me my book, it’s on the
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counter in your apartment.</p>
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<p><b>Chandler:</b> Oh. (Goes and gets Phoebe’s book as Rachel comes in from her
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room.)</p>
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<p><b>Ross:</b> (to Rachel) So, we’re off.</p>
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<p><b>Rachel:</b> Have fun!</p>
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<p><b>Ross:</b> Thanks! (They hug.) Ugh, I can’t believe you’re not gonna be
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there!</p>
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<p><b>Rachel:</b> Oh, I know.</p>
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<p><b>Ross:</b> So-so come! Why don’t you come?</p>
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<p><b>Rachel:</b> What?!</p>
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<p><b>Ross:</b> To London! Come to London. Please? It’ll mean so much to me.</p>
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<p><b>Rachel:</b> Yeah, well, I gotta work, I’m sorry.</p>
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<p><b>Ross:</b> Why-why can’t you take a couple of days off?</p>
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<p><b>Rachel:</b> Because, I can’t! Ross, I told you, no. I can’t.</p>
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<p><b>Ross:</b> This is my wedding.</p>
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<p><b>Monica:</b> All right, y’know what? We really are late! Let’s go!
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Let’s go! Let’s go!!</p>
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<p><b>Ross:</b> Fine. You’ll-you’ll watch it on video when we get back.</p>
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<p><b>Chandler:</b> (entering, with Phoebe’s book.) Here you go Phoebe! Here you go
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Phobo! Phewbedo! Phaybobo.</p>
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<p><b>Phoebe:</b> (laughs) Thank you.</p>
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<p>(Chandler kneels down with his arms spread waiting for his hug.</p>
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<p><b>Phoebe:</b> Thank you. (She pats him on his head.)</p>
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<p><b>Ross:</b> All right, let’s go! Bye, Pheebs!</p>
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<p><b>Joey:</b> Bye, Pheebs!</p>
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<p>(They all start out, Rachel gives each one a kiss, and says "bye." In the
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hall, Joey says…)</p>
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<p><b>Joey:</b> London baby!! (And Rachel slowly closes the door, sadly.)</p>
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<p><b>Phoebe:</b> Oh, do you need a hug? You don’t have to bring me anything!</p>
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<p>(And with that, television history is made as, for the first time ever, an entire show
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moves it’s entire production to an entirely different country to make a single
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episode. We get shots of Buckingham Palace, London Bridge, Big Ben, and the <i>London
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Marriott</i> as Joey and Chandler exit.)</p>
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<p>[Scene: Street in front of the <i>London Marriott</i>, Joey and Chandler exit. Joey is
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carrying a video camera and is shooting Chandler.]</p>
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<p><b>Joey:</b> Come on! Do something!</p>
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<p><b>Chandler:</b> I am, I’m ignoring you.</p>
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<p><b>Joey:</b> Okay, here! (Gives him the camera.) I wanna be the on camera guy. All
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right, first stop, Westminster Abbey. (Joey folds out his "pop-up" map of
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London. All of the major landmarks pop-up like in a pop-up book.)</p>
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<p><b>Chandler:</b> Oh, what the hell is that?</p>
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<p><b>Joey:</b> It’s London, baby! All right, the hotel’s here. (Points to the
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map.) Wait. No, we wanna go… No. I know. (Sets the map down.) I’m gonna have to
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go into the map. (So Joey literally steps into the map.)</p>
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<p><b>Chandler:</b> Okay, if you see a little version of me in there? Kill it!</p>
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<p><b>Joey:</b> I got it! (Picks up the map and starts walking.) Here we go.</p>
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<p><b>Chandler:</b> Okay. Listen-listen, we’re not gonna have to walk this way the
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entire time are we?</p>
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<p><b>Joey:</b> Shhh! (Pause) Man, you made me lose it! (He goes into the map again.)</p>
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<p>[Scene: Another street, somewhere along the River Themes, Ross, Emily, and Monica are
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walking to where they’re gonna get married. Emily is relating the troubles with the
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caterer.]</p>
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<p><b>Emily:</b> …and that was all before 10 o’clock. The caterer rang and said
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it was going to be Chicken Kiev instead of Chicken Tarragon. And then the florist phoned
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to say there aren’t any tulips. Oh, and the chilliest has carpel-tunel syndrome.
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We’re not gonna be…</p>
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<p><b>Ross:</b> Whoa-whoa-whoa! Emily, (Gives her the time-out signal.) honey, okay?</p>
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<p><b>Emily:</b> Well, up yours too!</p>
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<p><b>Ross:</b> What?! No! No! That’s-that’s time-out!</p>
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<p><b>Emily:</b> Sorry.</p>
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<p><b>Ross:</b> Sweetie, you gotta relax. Everything’s gonna be great, okay? Come on.
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Come on.</p>
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<p><b>Monica:</b> Chicken Kiev?</p>
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<p><b>Ross:</b> Um-hmm! Doesn’t that sound delicious at the last minute?</p>
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<p><b>Monica:</b> Yeah, y’know, but something like salmon which would be so much more
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elegant than the chicken. And, you wouldn’t have to worry about the salmonella. (Ross
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pushes her.) So, I can’t wait to see this place you’re getting married!</p>
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<p><b>Ross:</b> Yeah. Yeah. Yes, this place is beautiful. Emily’s parents got married
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here.</p>
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<p><b>Emily:</b> I still can’t believe they’re tearing it down. It really is the
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most lovely building you’ll ever see. I mean it’s over… (She stops
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suddenly, when she sees that demolition has already started.) Oh my God!</p>
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<p><b>Monica:</b> It’s nice.</p>
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<p><b>Emily:</b> Oh. Oh. (She starts running towards the building.)</p>
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<p>[Cut to inside.]</p>
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<p><b>Emily:</b> (running in, with Ross) Oh. Oh my God. How can this be happening? What
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are we going to do?</p>
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<p><b>Ross:</b> It’s all right! Everything’s gonna be all right.</p>
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<p><b>Emily:</b> How’s it gonna be all right?!</p>
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<p><b>Ross:</b> Uh-huh, I see that.</p>
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<p><b>Monica:</b> (entering) Okay, I talked to the guy with the shovel and I found out
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what happened. </p>
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<p><b>Ross:</b> What? What?</p>
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<p><b>Monica:</b> They torn it down a few days early.</p>
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<p>[Scene: Westminster Abbey, Joey and Chandler have successfully navigated the streets of
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London and are approaching the Abbey.]</p>
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<p><b>Joey:</b> All right! Westminster Abbey! Hands down, best Abbey I’ve ever seen.
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Hey! (Pushes Chandler in front of the camera.) Okay. What do you think of the Abbey,
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Chandler?</p>
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<p><b>Chandler:</b> I think it’s great. It’s great. Y’know, they’re
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thinking of changing the name of this place.</p>
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<p><b>Joey:</b> Really? To what?</p>
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<p><b>Chandler:</b> To Put the Camera Away!!!</p>
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<p><b>Joey:</b> Man, <b>you</b> are Westminster Crabby. (He starts chasing Chandler
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towards the Abbey.)</p>
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<p>[Scene: Monica and Rachel's, Phoebe is trying to move off of the couch as Rachel
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enters.]</p>
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<p><b>Phoebe:</b> Oh. Oh.</p>
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<p><b>Rachel:</b> Oh, honey! Don’t get up! What do you need?</p>
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<p><b>Phoebe:</b> Oh, no. Oh, nothing.</p>
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<p><b>Rachel:</b> Come on! I am here to take care of you! What do you need? Anything.</p>
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<p><b>Phoebe:</b> Okay, I have a wedgie.</p>
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<p><b>Rachel:</b> Okay, that is all you.</p>
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<p><b>Phoebe:</b> So-so, what do you want for lunch?</p>
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<p><b>Rachel:</b> Oh, I don’t know. I guess we <b>have</b> to eat.</p>
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<p><b>Phoebe:</b> Yeah, I do. What’s the matter?</p>
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<p><b>Rachel:</b> I’m just bummed about the way I left things with Ross. I
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shouldn’t have lied to him about having to work. He seemed so mad at me.</p>
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<p><b>Phoebe:</b> Eh, don’t be so hard on yourself. If someone I was still in love
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with was getting married…</p>
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<p><b>Rachel:</b> (interrupting) Still in love with?! </p>
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<p><b>Phoebe:</b> Yeah!</p>
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<p><b>Rachel:</b> I’m not in love with Ross!</p>
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<p><b>Phoebe:</b> Oh. No. No. Good! Yeah, me neither.</p>
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<p><b>Rachel:</b> Phoebe, I’m going to Ross’s wedding because he is my
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ex-boyfriend and that would be <b>really</b> uncomfortable. Not because, I’m still in
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love with him! I mean, hey, y’know, I like Ross as much as the next guy, y’know?
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<b>Clearly</b> I have feelings for him, but feelings don’t mean love! I mean, I still
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have loving feelings for Ross. Yeah! But, I have, I have continuing feelings of love, but
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that doesn’t mean that-that I’m still in love with him. Y’know? I-I have
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sexual feelings for him, but I <b>do</b> love him—Ohh! Oh my God! Oh my—why
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didn’t you tell me?!!</p>
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<p><b>Phoebe:</b> We thought you knew!</p>
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<p><b>Rachel:</b> We?!</p>
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<p><b>Phoebe:</b> Yeah, we all know! We talk about it all the time!</p>
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<p><b>Rachel:</b> You all know? Does Ross know?</p>
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<p><b>Phoebe:</b> Oh no, Ross doesn’t know anything.</p>
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<p><b>Rachel:</b> Oh, I can not believe you didn’t tell me!</p>
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<p><b>Phoebe:</b> Well, because we thought you knew!! It’s so obvious! God, that
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would be like telling Monica, "Hey, you like things clean."</p>
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<p>[Scene: A park in London, Joey and Chandler walk up to a souvenir stand.]</p>
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<p><b>Joey:</b> Hey!</p>
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<p><b>The Vendor:</b> So, what are you guys in the market for? We’ve got uh, scarves,
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tulip post cards...</p>
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<p><b>Joey:</b> Check this out? Huh? (Joey has this big tall hat with a British flag on
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the front of it.) Yeah. That’s the stuff. What do you think?</p>
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<p><b>Chandler:</b> Well, I don’t have to buy that, "I’m with stupid"
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T-shirt anymore.</p>
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<p><b>Joey:</b> Well, I like it. Here you go. (He pays for the hat.)</p>
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<p><b>Chandler:</b> All right, look, you’re not really gonna buy that are you?
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Don’t you think you’ve embarrassed me enough for one day?</p>
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<p><b>Joey:</b> Oh, I embarrass you? </p>
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<p><b>Chandler:</b> How can I answer that when I’m pretending I don’t know you?</p>
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<p><b>The Vendor:</b> He’s just jealous. You’ll fit right in; all Londoners wear
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them!</p>
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<p><b>Chandler:</b> Oh really? Then how come no one here is wearing them?</p>
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<p><b>The Vendor:</b> (looks around) They’re all tourists.</p>
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<p><b>Chandler:</b> All right, look, if you insist on wearing that, in public,
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y’know, you’re gonna spend the rest of the afternoon all by yourself.</p>
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<p><b>Joey:</b> Oh yeah? (Puts the hat on.) If you’re gonna make me choose between
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you and the hat? I choose the hat.</p>
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<p><b>The Vendor:</b> Good choice.</p>
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<p><b>Joey:</b> Thanks.</p>
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<p><b>Chandler:</b> Okay, wait. All right, that’s it, okay, I’m out of here. I
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am not going to be embarrassed anymore! (He trips over a box, falls into a flower stand
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and walks away trying to be cool.)</p>
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<p>[Scene: The hotel, Ross’s room, Emily is entering.]</p>
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<p><b>Emily:</b> Hello?</p>
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<p><b>Ross:</b> Hey! I just spoke to your dad, and you know what? He seems to think
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we’ll be able to find a new place for the wedding.</p>
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<p><b>Emily:</b> We don’t have to.</p>
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<p><b>Ross:</b> Whoa-whoa-what? You found a place?</p>
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<p><b>Emily:</b> No. But, Monica and I were talking, and-and I was so upset about the hall
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being knocked down, and she suggested that we put the wedding off for a bit.</p>
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<p><b>Ross:</b> She said what?</p>
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<p><b>Emily:</b> She said, "If I’m not gonna be happy getting married somewhere
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that we find in a day, well then we should just postpone it."</p>
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<p><b>Ross:</b> Postpone it? Emily, do you think Monica realises how much our parents
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spent on this wedding? Do you my sister’s teeny-tiny little brain comprehends that
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people took time out of their lives to fly thousands of miles to be here, huh? (He puts
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his pants on backwards.) This isn’t right.</p>
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<p><b>Emily:</b> I realize that people are going to be disappointed. But, I’m sure
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they’ll come back when we can do it right.</p>
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<p><b>Ross:</b> I can’t ask people to do that? Would you ask people to do that?
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(Holds out his pants)</p>
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<p><b>Emily:</b> Don’t you point your pants at me! (She throws them on the floor.) We
|
||
have no choice! Anywhere that’s half-decent would’ve be booked months ago, Ross
|
||
don’t you understand? This is our wedding I’m talking about.</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Ross:</b> The only thing I understand is; postponing it is not an option. This is
|
||
when we’re getting married.</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Emily:</b> So what are you saying? It’s now or never?</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Ross:</b> No. I’m saying it’s now. (He starts putting on his pants,
|
||
backwards again.)</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Emily:</b> Or?</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Ross:</b> There’s no ‘or’ in mind. What is wrong with these pants?!!</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Emily:</b> It’s not the pants. It’s you that is backwards. And if, and if
|
||
you don’t understand how important this is to me, well then, perhaps we
|
||
shouldn’t get married at all! (She storms out.)</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Ross:</b> (chasing her, trying to zip up his pants. His got them on right now.) No,
|
||
wait! Emily! No, wait, stop! Emily, please—(He catches something important in the
|
||
zipper and howls like a little boy and falls to the floor.)</p>
|
||
|
||
<p align="center"><strong>Commercial Break</strong></p>
|
||
|
||
<p>[Scene: Monica and Rachel's, Phoebe is on the couch as Rachel returns carrying a bunch
|
||
of shopping bags.]</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Phoebe:</b> Hey!</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Rachel:</b> (depressed) Hi.</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Phoebe:</b> So, did shopping make you feel any better about Ross?</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Rachel:</b> Manhattan does not have enough stores.</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Phoebe:</b> Well, <b>I</b> think I can help you get over him.</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Rachel:</b> You can?</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Phoebe:</b> Yeah. I just need you to bring me some photos of Ross.</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Rachel:</b> Um-hmm.</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Phoebe:</b> And a small piece of chocolate.</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Rachel:</b> Okay.</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Phoebe:</b> And a glass of tepid water. (She gathers up all of these things.)</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Rachel:</b> Ooh, is this one of those things where you throw it in a bag with some
|
||
graveyard dirt and hang it from a north-facing tree?</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Phoebe:</b> Uh, only if you have the hiccups too. Yeah, the pictures are for you,
|
||
the water and the chocolate is for me. I just didn’t feel like getting up. Okay,
|
||
I’m gonna show you a picture of Ross. Okay? And you’re going to remember all of
|
||
the bad things about him. All right? Really focus on his flaws.</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Rachel:</b> I can do that. I certainly did it when we were going out.</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Phoebe:</b> Okay. Umm, before we get started, I just wanna say for the record that I
|
||
love Ross, I think he’s such a great guy. Here. (Hands her the picture, Rachel grabs
|
||
it out of her hand.) Okay, now, close your eyes. And imagine that you’re with Ross
|
||
okay and imagine that you’re kissing him. And you’re-you’re running your
|
||
hands all over his body. And then you run your hands through his hair, but eew-oh gross
|
||
it’s some kind of grease, it’s—uck! Hah?</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Rachel:</b> I don’t know, his uh, his hair never really bothered me that much,
|
||
and y’know it was always more crunchy than it was greasy.</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Phoebe:</b> Okay, this is going to be harder than I thought. Umm, let’s try
|
||
some uh, aversion therapy.</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Rachel:</b> Okay.</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Phoebe:</b> Okay?</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Rachel:</b> All right.</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Phoebe:</b> So uh, now look at the picture…</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Rachel:</b> Okay.</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Phoebe:</b> All right, and umm… (She grabs the picture and smacks her in the
|
||
head.) </p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Rachel:</b> Ow!</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Phoebe:</b> Okay, how do you feel now?</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Rachel:</b> Well, I like <b>you</b> less!</p>
|
||
|
||
<p>[Scene: Chandler and Joey’s hotel room. Chandler is watching TV as Joey returns,
|
||
still wearing his hat.]</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Joey:</b> Hey.</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Chandler:</b> Hey. (He nods at the hat.)</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Joey:</b> Oh. (Takes off the hat.) Sorry!</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Chandler:</b> No-no-no, y’know what? I really shouldn’t have said that you
|
||
were embarrassing me, I mean that really wasn’t cool. And if it makes you feel any
|
||
better, I’ve had a really lousy day.</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Joey:</b> Me too.</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Chandler:</b> Yeah?</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Joey:</b> Noo!! I’ve had the best day ever! Dude, check this out!</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Monica:</b> (entering) Hey!</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Joey:</b> Sh-shh-shh! (He motions for her to watch something he has taped.)</p>
|
||
|
||
<p>[Cut to the tape Joey made in front of some famous place in London with a rather famous
|
||
English-type person.]</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Joey:</b> (on tape) Okay, so say hi to my friend and tell him that you like the hat.
|
||
</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Fergie:</b> (Yep, Sarah, the Duchess of York) Okay, so umm, what’s your
|
||
friend’s name?</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Joey:</b> (on tape) Oh, Chandler.</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Fergie:</b> Hi Chandler! (Waves) </p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Chandler:</b> That’s… That’s was…</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Monica:</b> Oh my God!</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Joey:</b> That’s Fergie baby!!</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Fergie:</b> Joey says you don’t really like his hat, but I think it’s
|
||
kinda dashing.</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Chandler:</b> How did you? How? How?</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Joey:</b> Well, I was trying to figure out how to get to Buckingham Palace, right?
|
||
So, I’m in my map and-and…(Ross enters) Hey!</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Monica:</b> Hey!</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Ross:</b> Hi. I understand you had a little talk with Emily.</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Monica:</b> (laughs) Yes, I did! And <b>you</b> are welcome!</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Ross:</b> Am I?! And was it <b>your</b> idea to postpone the wedding?!</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Monica:</b> Umm…</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Chandler:</b> I’m gonna go to the bathroom.</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Joey:</b> Wait up! (They both run to the bathroom.)</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Ross:</b> Hey-hey, since you’re the ‘fix-it’ lady, here’s a
|
||
pickle, what do you do when the bride says she doesn’t want to have the wedding at
|
||
all?</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Monica:</b> She said that?!</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Ross:</b> Yeah.</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Monica:</b> Why?!</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Ross:</b> I don’t know, I told her it was stupid to put off the wedding just
|
||
because the hall was gone and she liked flipped out.</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Monica:</b> Oh my God. You’re even dumber than <b>I</b> am!</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Ross:</b> Excuse me?</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Monica:</b> Ross, how long have you been planning this wedding?</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Ross:</b> I don’t know. A month?</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Monica:</b> Emily has probably been planning it since she was five! Ever since the
|
||
first time she took a pillowcase and hung it off the back of her head. That’s what we
|
||
did! We dreamed about the perfect wedding, and the perfect place, with the perfect
|
||
four-tiered wedding cake (Starting to cry), with the little people on top. (Ross gets
|
||
thrown a box of Kleenex from the bathroom and he gives her one.) Thanks. But the most
|
||
important part is that we had the perfect guy who understood just how important all that
|
||
other stuff was.</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Ross:</b> I had no idea. And that-that pillowcase thing, I thought you guys were
|
||
just doing the flying nun.</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Monica:</b> Sometimes we were.</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Ross:</b> Come on. You gotta help me figure out what to do. Okay?</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Monica:</b> Okay.</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Ross:</b> Come on. (They leave and Chandler sticks his head out.)</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Chandler:</b> That was pretty intense huh?</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Joey:</b> Yeah. (Pause) Hey, I hope Ross didn’t think that we just went in
|
||
there because we were uncomfortable being out here!</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Chandler:</b> (glares at him) I hope he did!</p>
|
||
|
||
<p>[Scene: Monica and Rachel's, the phone rings and Phoebe answers it.]</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Phoebe:</b> Hello.</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Joey:</b> (on phone) Hey, Pheebs! It’s Joey!</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Phoebe:</b> Hey, Joey! Hey! Ooh! Ooh! I just say someone on the—that looks just
|
||
like you on the subway. And I was gonna go over and say ‘hi!’ but then I
|
||
figured, he doesn’t care if he looks like you.</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Joey:</b> That just cost me four bucks. But uh listen, I just called to see how the
|
||
chick and the duck are doing?</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Phoebe:</b> Ohh, they’re having a <b>great</b> time with their Aunt Phoebe!
|
||
Aunt Rachel hasn’t been helpful at all. So, do you miss me?</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Joey:</b> Kinda, but I’ve just been having way too much fun.</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Phoebe:</b> So you’re not homesick yet?</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Joey:</b> No, I don’t think so.</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Phoebe:</b> All right, the seven of us miss you.</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Joey:</b> Who’s seven?</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Phoebe:</b> Y’know, me, Rachel, the birds, the babies…</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Joey:</b> Ahh, the babies miss me?</p>
|
||
|
||
<p>(There is a knock on Rachel and Phoebe’s door.)</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Phoebe:</b> Ooh, the pizza guy’s here!</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Joey:</b> What? You ordered pizza without me?!</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Phoebe:</b> Yeah. But y’know we were thinking about you, y’know we ordered
|
||
the Joey Special.</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Joey:</b> Two pizzas?!</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Phoebe:</b> Yep! Okay, gotta go, talk to you later.</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Joey:</b> Wait, well, where did you get it from?! </p>
|
||
|
||
<p>(Phoebe has already hung up, leaving Joey in the dark. So Joey decides to watch some TV
|
||
and turns on a rerun of <i>Cheers</i>, with the theme song playing. At first, he’s
|
||
happy, but as the song progresses Joey gets depressed and homesick.)</p>
|
||
|
||
<p>[Scene: Ross and Emily’s planned wedding place, Monica is dragging Emily in.]</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Emily:</b> Monica, why have you brought me here of all places?!</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Monica:</b> You’ll see.</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Emily:</b> I tell you, this wedding is not going to happen.</p>
|
||
|
||
<p>(At that Ross plugs in some Christmas lights to light the place up.)</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Emily:</b> Oh God.</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Ross:</b> Okay? But-but imagine a lot more lights, okay? And-and y’know fewer
|
||
bricks, and-and-and flowers, and candles…</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Monica:</b> And the musicians, look, they can go over here (Points to a little
|
||
alcove), okay? And the chairs can face this way (Points), and… (Points to Ross) You
|
||
go.</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Ross:</b> But-but, if you don’t love this, we’ll do it in any other place
|
||
at any other time. Really, it’s fine, whatever you want.</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Emily:</b> It’s perfect.</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Ross:</b> And, I don’t know, if it starts to rain…</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Emily:</b> Well then we’ll get wet. (They kiss.)</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Monica:</b> Ohh. And I don’t even have a date.</p>
|
||
|
||
<p>[Scene: Monica and Rachel's, Rachel is in her bedroom.]</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Rachel:</b> Pheebs?</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Phoebe:</b> Yeah?</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Rachel:</b> Do you remember where the duck food is?</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Phoebe:</b> Yeah, it’s in the guys’ apartment under the sink. Why?</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Rachel:</b> (enters with a bag packed) Because I’m going to London.</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Phoebe:</b> What?! What do you mean you’re going to London?</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Rachel:</b> Yeah, I have to tell Ross that I love him. Now honey, you take care, you
|
||
don’t have those babies until I get back. (Kisses her stomach.) </p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Phoebe:</b> I—Rachel, you can’t go! Ross loves Emily!</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Rachel:</b> Yeah, I know, I know, I know he does. But I have to tell him how I feel!
|
||
He deserves to have all the information and then he can make an informed decision.</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Phoebe:</b> That’s not why you’re going! You’re going because you
|
||
hope he’s gonna say, "Yeah, I love you too, Rach. Forget that British
|
||
chippy."</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Rachel:</b> Ohh—Do you think he will?!</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Phoebe:</b> No! Because he’s in love with the British chippy! Look, Rachel, if
|
||
you go, you’re just gonna mess with his head and ruin his wedding! Y’know,
|
||
it’s too late! You missed you’re chance! I’m sorry, I know this must be
|
||
really hard, it’s over.</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Rachel:</b> Y’know what? No. It’s not over until someone says, "I
|
||
do." (Exits)</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Phoebe:</b> I do! I do! I do! (Chases her into the hall, but Rachel doesn’t
|
||
stop.) I do! (Gives up.) Ugh, like I can really chase you. I’m carrying a litter.</p>
|
||
|
||
<p align="center"><strong>Commercial Break</strong></p>
|
||
|
||
<p>[Scene: Moving Shot towards The Waltham House. A phone is ringing.]</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Housekeeper: </b>The Waltham Residence.</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Phoebe: </b>Oh...yes..is this..umm..Emily’s Parents’ house.</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Housekeeper:</b> This is the housekeeper speaking. And by the way, young lady, that is
|
||
not how one addresses oneself on the telephone. First one identifies oneself and then asks
|
||
for the person with whom one wishes to speak.</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Phoebe: </b>(In a British accent) This is Phoebe Buffay. I was wondering, please, if-if
|
||
it’s not too much trouble, please, umm, might I speak to Miss Emily Waltham, please?</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Housekeeper: </b>Miss Waltham, is at the rehearsal dinner and it’s not polite
|
||
to make fun of people. Goodbye.</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Phoebe: </b>No no no, I’ll be nice, I swear!!! Could you just give me the
|
||
number for where they are?</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Housekeeper: </b>I’m afraid, I’m not at liberty to divulge that information.</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Phoebe: </b>Ok, somebody is on their way to ruin wedding okay. And I have to warn
|
||
somebody, alright. So if you don’t give me that number then I’m going to come
|
||
over there and kick your snooty ass all the way to New Glocken..shire.</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Housekeeper: </b>Hangs up.</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Phoebe: </b>Hello, Hello. Ohh, OHH, she knew I could kick her ass.</p>
|
||
|
||
<p>[Scene: Rehearsal dinner hall. Ross and Emily are standing in the reception area.
|
||
Monica arrives with her parents.]</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Monica: </b>Hey.</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Ross: </b>(Ross hugs his mom and dad)Hi. Mom. Dad.</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Mrs. Geller: </b>Sweetheart. Oh sorry were late, my fault, I insisted on riding the
|
||
tube.</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Mr. Geller: </b>(embarrassed) Judy, the kids..</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Mrs. Geller: </b>Jack, that’s what they call the subway.</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Mr. Geller: </b>Ohh, I thought that you....</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Ross and Monica: </b>Dad, dad. We got it!! We Got It!!!</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Emily: </b>Ohh, here comes my dad and stepmum. Mister and Misses Geller, this is Steven
|
||
and Andrea Waltham.</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Mr. Waltham: </b>(Shaking everyone's hand.) Hello. Hello. How do you do? How do you do?
|
||
Very nice to meet you. (Looking over at his wife.) Darling it’s the Gellers. (She
|
||
pays no attention she’s talking on a cellular phone.) (Louder) Darling, it’s the
|
||
Gellers. (She’s still not responding.) She’s very self-absorbed, you know. I
|
||
should never have married her.</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Mrs. Waltham:</b> (Looking evilly at her husband) Sorry, what?</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Mr. Waltham: </b>It’s the Gellers!</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Mrs. Waltham: </b>Where?</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Mr. Waltham: </b>Well there’s one (pointing towards Jack) and there’s another
|
||
(pointing towards Judy).</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Mrs. Waltham: </b>Lovely to meet you.</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Mr. Waltham: </b>Terribly nice of you to offer to pay for half the wedding. (He hand a
|
||
multipage bill to Jack.)</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Mr. Geller: </b>Ohh forget it. Too hell with tradition, we’re happy to do it.</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Mrs. Geller: </b>We know how expensive weddings can be, besides this may be the only
|
||
wedding we get to throw (patting Monica on the shoulder.).</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Monica: </b>Ha ha, a joke that’s funny in all countries.</p>
|
||
|
||
<p>(Ross quickly directs the families to their tables.)</p>
|
||
|
||
<p>[Scene: Chandler and Joey are standing by the kitchen entrance. A waiter comes out.]</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Waiter: </b>Sir? (Looking at Joey.)</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Joey: </b>What’s in it?</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Waiter: </b>Goat cheese, water chestnuts, and panchetta. (Joey Looks down disgustingly
|
||
at the food.)</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Joey: </b>(Looking up at the waiter)That’s not food...No, I don’t, no...(Taps
|
||
Chandler on the shoulder.) Everything's different here...I want to go home. I...I miss my
|
||
family. I miss the coffee house. I can’t even remember what Phoebe looks like.</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Chandler: </b>Joey, it’s been three days, okay.. Your just a little homesick,
|
||
Okay. Would you just try to relax. Just, just try to enjoy yourself.</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Joey: </b>(Pointing at Chandler.) Your different here too. Your mean in England.
|
||
(Chandler throws his hands up to his head in frustration. They walk away from each other.)</p>
|
||
|
||
<p>[Camera pans to the Geller family table. Ross, Rachel, Mr. and Mrs. Geller are there.]</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Mr. Geller: </b>(Looking at ht wedding bill.) What the hell!!!</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Ross: </b>what’s up, Dad?</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Mr. Geller: </b>This bill for my half of the wedding. it’s insane.</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Mrs. Geller: </b>How could it be so much? The receptions at their house.</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Mr. Geller: </b>(Pointing items out on the bill.) Flowers, liquor, recarpet first
|
||
floor. New guest bath, landscaping. I’m paying to remodel this guys house. (Angrily
|
||
gets up.) I’m going to give that son on a bitch, a piece of my mind.</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Ross: </b>(Holding him back.)Dad, dad, please. Look I don’t want anything to upset
|
||
Emily tonight. Alright, she's had a hard enough couple of days as it is. (Picks up the
|
||
bill.) Now here, here, let me go talk to him, okay?</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Mr. Geller: </b>And you tell him no one takes advantage of the Gellers.</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Mrs. Geller: </b>Ooh, Jack....(He looks over to her) Sometimes I forget how powerful
|
||
you can be. (They embrace and kiss passionately.)</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Monica: </b>(Looking nauseous from her parents kissing.) And I’m going to go get
|
||
drunk. (Gets up to get a drink.)</p>
|
||
|
||
<p>[Scene: An airport in New York.]</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Rachel: </b>(Running to the ticket counter) Ooh, ooh, ooh,ooh,ooh. (Slightly out of
|
||
breath) Hi.</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Ticket Agent: </b>(Cheerfully.) Hello.</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Rachel: </b>(Faking cheerfulness.) Hello. Umm, when is your next flight to London?</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Ticket Agent: </b>(looking at her computer terminal) There’s one leaving in thirty
|
||
minutes.</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Rachel: </b>Ohh, good.</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Ticket Agent: </b>And I do have one seat left. </p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Rachel: </b>Ohh, thank you, thank you, thank you.</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Ticket Agent: </b>The last minute fare on this ticket is twenty seven hundred dollars.</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Rachel: </b>(looking through her wallet.) Ohh, I just don’t think I have enough
|
||
left on my credit card.</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Ticket Agent: </b>Well you can split it with another credit card.</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Rachel: </b>Ohh, okay, how about five. (She hands her all the credit cards.) Ohh, thank
|
||
you.</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Ticket Agent: </b>I’m just going to need to see your passport.</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Rachel: </b>(Looking through her purse.) Okay, you know what? I don’t have it, but
|
||
I can tell you exactly where it is on my night stand, and...okay. But you know what? I
|
||
have my drivers license and I have a twenty. (She slides it across the counter.)</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Ticket Agent: </b>(Slides the twenty back and tosses her credit card onto the counter.)</p>
|
||
|
||
<p>[Scene: The Rehearsal dinner hall. Ross is at the Walthams’ table discussing the
|
||
bill.]</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Ross: </b>Look, face it, my father is not going to pay for the build-in barbecue and
|
||
believe me you can kiss you gazebo goodbye. Now I might be able to get you the new lawn.</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Mr. Waltham: </b>Ahh, then you have to give us the lawn ornaments.</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Ross: </b>I go back there with lawn ornaments, he’s going to laugh in my face.</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Mrs. Waltham: </b>This is ridiculous. I mean we had an agreement. (Ross looks
|
||
frustrated. She begins to scream at her husband.) Will you say something, Steven?!
|
||
Please!!!</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Mr. Waltham: </b>Don’t take that tone with me. (She looks evilly at him.) All-all
|
||
right you can. (He looks over at Ross and Shrugs.)</p>
|
||
|
||
<p>[Scene: The Girls apartment. Phoebe is dialing the phone and Rachel runs in the door.]</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Rachel: </b>(Running to her room.) Hi, Pheebs.</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Phoebe: </b>(Looking relieved. She puts down the phone.) Oh thank god. Oh, you changed
|
||
your mind. Oh, look I know you probably want to be alone, and you don’t want to talk
|
||
about it, that’s fine. I just want you to know, I think you are doing the right thing
|
||
and...</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Rachel: </b>(Running back out the door with her passport.) Bye, Pheebs.</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Phoebe: </b>(Trying to get up.) Wait!! Where are you going?! What are you doing?! No!!
|
||
Wait!! (Not able to get up.) God!! Why am I always pregnant when she does that?!</p>
|
||
|
||
<p>[Scene: The Rehearsal Dinner Hall. Chandler, Joey, Ross, Emily, Monica, and all the
|
||
bridal party are seated at the table. Chandler gets up to make a toast.]</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Chandler: </b>I’d like to toast, Ross and Emily. Of course, my big toast will be
|
||
tomorrow at the wedding, so this is kind of my little toast or Melba toast, if you will.
|
||
(No one in the room laughs. He starts to get flustered.) Okay. I known Ross for a long
|
||
time. In fact, I knew him when he was going out with his first girlfriend. (Ross looks
|
||
embarrassed.) And I thought things were going to work out for him..Until the day he over
|
||
inflated her. (He laughs. Jack looks at Judy and no one in the room laughs.) Ohh, Dear
|
||
God.. (A cellular phone rings.)</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Mrs. Waltham: </b>Hello, Waltham Interiors.</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Phoebe: </b>Oh, hi, Mrs. Waltham. I need to speak with ether one of the best men, or
|
||
Ross’s sister Monica.</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Mrs. Waltham: </b>Who is this?</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Phoebe: </b>Oh, I’m Phoebe Buffay. I’m one of Ross’s best friends.</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Mrs. Waltham: </b>Well, if you’re on e of Ross’s best friends, why
|
||
aren’t you here?</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Phoebe: </b>Yeah, um, I can’t fly. I’m having my brother’s babies.</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Mrs. Waltham: </b>Oh, am I on the radio?</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Phoebe: </b>No..umm, could I talk to one of them? It’s very very important.</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Mrs. Waltham: </b>No, I’m bored with you now. I’m going to cut you off. (She
|
||
hangs up.)</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Phoebe: </b>Ohh! Okay, I’m going to have to kick her ass too.</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Chandler: </b>(Continuing his toast.) And I’m sure we’re all very excited
|
||
that Ross and Emily are getting married at Montgomery Hall. I mean to think, my friend
|
||
getting married in Monty Hall. (No reaction from the people.) Ohh, come on!! Monty Hall!!
|
||
Lets make a Deal!! Come on, you people!! All right, forget it!! Congratulations, Ross and
|
||
Emily. (He sits down.)</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Joey: </b>Hey, best man number two, Joey Tribbiani. Now I’m not good with the
|
||
jokes like Chandler here. Boy...but ahh, I just want to say congratulation to the happy
|
||
couple. I first met Ross in this coffee house back home...Home...New York City...Where
|
||
everybody knows my name. Well anyway, I love you guys. (pointing at everyone.) But not as
|
||
much as I love America. (Looking at Chandler.) Could we please..go home now?</p>
|
||
|
||
<p>(One of the bridesmaids, Felicity, puts her arm around Joey.)</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Felicity: </b>(Putting her arm around Joey.) Are you going home? I was hoping to get to
|
||
know you better.</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Joey: </b>(Putting his arm around her.) I’m not going anywhere, sweetheart.</p>
|
||
|
||
<p>[Scene: Later that evening at the rehearsal dinner. Chandler and Monica are sitting on
|
||
a sofa. Chandler is covering his face in embarrassment because of the toast.]</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Monica: </b>I was laughing. (Patting him on the knee.)</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Chandler: </b>Out loud?</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Monica: </b>Well I didn’t want everyone to think I was stupid.</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Chandler: </b>So how are you doing?</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Monica: </b>My mother’s driving me crazy, but Ross is getting married. I’m
|
||
happy. (A drunken man approaches.) I’m not going to let anything spoil that.</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Drunk Man: </b>I just want to say that Ross is a wonderful young man.</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Monica: </b>Well, thanks, we like him.</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Drunk Man: </b>My god!! You must have been a teenage when you had him. (Monica stares
|
||
straight forward after the comment. Chandler tries to console her by patting her on the
|
||
shoulder.)</p>
|
||
|
||
<p>(Ross and Emily’s parents are seated at a table. Ross is between them and they are
|
||
discussing the wedding bill.)</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Mr. Geller: </b>There’s no way in hell, I’m paying for it.</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Ross: </b>Look, were down to just one point. Could we please, maybe just settle it
|
||
after the wedding.</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Mr. Geller: </b>All-right fine, but I just want to say, I’m not paying for your
|
||
wine cellar. You thieving, would be speaking German if it weren’t for us, cheap
|
||
little man. (Emily’s stepmum looks shocked. Jack and Judy get up and leave.)</p>
|
||
|
||
<p>(Chandler’s trying to console Monica.)</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Chandler: </b>The guy was hammered, okay? There’s no way, you look like
|
||
Ross’s mother.</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Monica: </b>Then why would he say it?</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Chandler: </b>Because he’s crazy. Okay? He came up to me earlier and thanked me
|
||
for my very moving performance in Titanic.</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Monica: </b>Oh, my mother’s right. I’m never going to get married.</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Chandler: </b>Ahh, you know what? That is....Who wouldn’t want you?</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Monica: </b>Ohh, Please?! I’m a single mom, with a thirty year old son!!</p>
|
||
|
||
<p>[Scene: The airport. Rachel runs up to the ticket counter.]</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Rachel: </b>Hi, I’m back. Listen, I need to...</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Ticket Agent: </b>Hello.</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Rachel: </b>Hello. I need to get on the 11 o'clock flight.</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Ticket Agent: </b>Oh I’m afraid that plane has already pulled away from the gate.</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Rachel: </b>Okay, you know what/ You’re going to have to call that plane and tell
|
||
them to swing around and come and pick me up.</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Ticket Agent: </b>I can’t do that.</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Rachel: </b>Sure, you know what? Come on, we’ll just tell them that there was like
|
||
a problem with like the "engine".</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Ticket Agent: </b>I’m afraid I’m going to have to ask you to step aside,
|
||
Miss.</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Rachel: </b>Look, If I don’t get to London!! He is going to marry that other
|
||
girl!!!</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Ticket Agent: </b>I can’t imagine why.</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Rachel: </b>All right, you know what? I am not leaving here, until you call that plane
|
||
back!! (She pounds her hand on the counter twice. The ticket agent counters by placing the
|
||
closed sign on the counter and tapping it twice.)</p>
|
||
|
||
<p>[Scene: Chandlers hotel room. Ross bursts into the room.]</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Ross: </b>(Screaming) I’m getting married today!! Whoo-hoo!!</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Chandler: </b>(With the covers pulled up to his chin.) Morning, Ross.</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Ross: </b>I’m getting married, to..day!!</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Chandler: </b>Yeah you are!!</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Ross: </b>Ahh, whoo-hoo!!(He runs back out the door.</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Monica: </b>(Comes up for below the covers and looks concerned.) Do you think he knew I
|
||
was here? (Chandler quickly looks at Monica not knowing what to say.)</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
<p align="center">Commercial Break</p>
|
||
</b>
|
||
|
||
<p>[Scene: Chandlers hotel room. Chandler and Monica are lying in the bed together
|
||
talking. There’s an awkward air between them. They are both clutching the covers in
|
||
from of them.]</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Chandler: </b>Well I’ve-I’ve never done that with you before.</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Monica: </b>(In am uneasy voice.) Nope. (She chuckles uneasily.)</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Chandler: </b>So, ahh, how are ya? How ya...How ya... You okay?</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Monica: </b>Yep, yep...You?</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Chandler: </b>Yes...Yes..Uh-huh, You?(Looking over at her. She looks back.) We did you.</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Monica: </b>Well...I’d better get going.</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Chandler: </b>Oh yea yea, absolutely.</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Monica: </b>(Scoots towards the side of the bed.) Could you not look?</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Chandler: </b>I don’t want to look.</p>
|
||
|
||
<p>[Scene: The Virgin Atlantic flight to London that Rachel is on.]</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Rachel: </b>Ohhh.(she rhythmically taps her hands on the magazine on her lap.)</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Passenger: </b>Ahh, ahh, excuse me.</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Rachel: </b>Yeah?</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Passenger: </b>If you’re planning on doing that throughout the entire flight.
|
||
Please tell me now. So that I could that a sedative...or perhaps slip you one.</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Rachel: </b>Oh. I’m sorry. I’m very sorry. Sorry. (She hums and sighs
|
||
happily.) It’s just, I’m ahh, I’m kinda excited. I’m, ahh, going to
|
||
London to ahh, tell this guy that I love him and... (He puts his headphones on to ignore
|
||
her.) </p>
|
||
|
||
<p>[Scene: Joey enters his hotel room. The phone is ringing.]</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Joey: </b>Hello?</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Phoebe: </b>(Angrily.) Hey, were the hell have you been?!</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Joey: </b>Hey. I spent the night out. I met this <b>cute</b> bridesmaid. She is so...</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Phoebe: </b>I don’t want to hear about her!!</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Joey: </b>Ahh Pheebs, you know you’re still my number one girl.</p>
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<b>
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</b><p><b>Phoebe: </b>No! No, we have an emergency. Okay? Rachel’s coming to London.</p>
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<b>
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</b><p><b>Joey: </b>Ohh great!!!</p>
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<b>
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</b><p><b>Phoebe: </b>No it’s not great. No, she’s coming to tell Ross that she loves
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him.</p>
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<b>
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</b><p><b>Joey: </b>(Confused.) But, he loves Emily?</p>
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<b>
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</b><p><b>Phoebe: </b>I KNOW THAT!!! You have to stop her!! She’s going to ruin the
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wedding!!</p>
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<b>
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</b><p><b>Joey: </b>Okay.</p>
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<b>
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</b><p><b>Phoebe: </b>All right, so, okay...</p>
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<b>
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</b><p><b>Joey: </b>Hold on. Hold on. (Picking up a note pad and writing and reading the message
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aloud.) Rachel coming. Do...Something.</p>
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<b>
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</b><p><b>Phoebe: </b>Okay, so I’m done my part, okay. It’s your responsibility now,
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okay. The burden is off me, right?</p>
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<b>
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</b><p><b>Joey: </b>Right!</p>
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<b>
|
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|
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</b><p><b>Phoebe: </b>So tell me about this girl?</p>
|
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<p>(The guys hotel room. Joey’s there. Chandler comes out of the bathroom in a robe.)</p>
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<b>
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|
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</b><p><b>Joey: </b>Hey.</p>
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<b>
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</b><p><b>Chandler:</b> Hey.</p>
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<b>
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</b><p><b>Joey:</b> Have you seen Monica?</p>
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<b>
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|
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</b><p><b>Chandler:</b> (Very defensive.) I’m not seeing Monica.</p>
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<b>
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</b><p><b>Joey: </b>(With a confused look on his face.) What?</p>
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<b>
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</b><p><b>Chandler: </b>What?</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
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</b><p><b>Joey: </b>Look we’ve got to find her. Phoebe just called!! Rachel’s coming to
|
||
tell Ross she loves him!!</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Chandler: </b>Oh my god!</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Joey: </b>I know! That’s why we got to find Monica!! You know where she is? </p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Chandler: </b>No!! Okay!! What’s with the third degree?! Why don’t you just
|
||
shine a light in my eyes?! (Joey looks totally confused.)</p>
|
||
|
||
<p>[Scene: The plane. Rachel's telling her story to the passenger on her left. The one on
|
||
her left is still wearing his headphones.]</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Rachel: </b>...And so then I realized. All this stuff I had been doing. proposing to
|
||
Joshua, lying to Ross about why I couldn’t come to the wedding. Was all just a way
|
||
of...</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Passenger: </b>(Frustrated he takes his headphones off.) Oh, oh oh!! I’m sorry,
|
||
can I interrupt? You know I just want to say..That you are a horrible, horrible person.</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Rachel: </b>Ehh, pardon me?</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Passenger: </b>You say you love this man, yet you’re about to ruin the happiest
|
||
day of his life. I’m afraid I have to agree with you friend Pheebs.. This is a..this
|
||
is a...terrible, terrible plan. </p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Rachel: </b>But he has to know how I feel!</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Passenger: </b>But why? He loves this...this Emily person. No good can come of this.</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Rachel: </b>(Sighing) Well I-I think your wrong.</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Passenger: </b>Oh-no.(He bites his fist at her.)And by the way, it seems to be
|
||
perfectly clear that you were on a break. (Rachel gasps and doesn’t know what to say.
|
||
He puts his headphones back on.)</p>
|
||
|
||
<p>[Scene: The church where Ross and Emily are to be married. Judy, Andrea, and Monica
|
||
enter together.]</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Mrs. Geller: </b>(Looking around at the chapel.) Oh my God! It’s like a fairyland.</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Mrs. Waltham: </b>I know, it’s horrible isn’t it?</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Monica: </b>Well, I love it. I only hope my wedding looks this good.</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Mrs. Geller: </b>I just hope...</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Monica: </b>(Angrily.) You can let some of them go by!(Judy and Andrea go to the front
|
||
of the chapel. Joey approaches Monica.)</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Joey: </b>(Whispering.) Pisst, Monica. Alright, we really need to start looking out for
|
||
Rachel. I’ll cover the front door. You watch that big hole at the back of the
|
||
building and I got Chandler covering Ross.</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Monica: </b>(Awkwardly.) Why would I care where Chandler is? You know uhh...You know
|
||
sometimes I don’t even like Chandler.</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Joey: </b>Okay. (They both walk off to watch for Rachel.)</p>
|
||
|
||
<p>(Ross and chandler are standing next to the alter. Ross is practicing for the wedding.)</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Ross: </b>(Using a slightly different inflection for each.) I do. I do. I do.</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Chandler: </b>Oh yea, your right. It’s the second one.</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Ross: </b>(Very Nervous)Really?</p>
|
||
|
||
<p>[Scene: Joey’s in the front entrance watching for Rachel. The bridesmaid he met at
|
||
the rehearsal dinner come in.)</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Felicity: </b>(In a sexy voice.)Hello Joey.</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Joey: </b>Hey, Felicity.</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Felicity: </b>Umm, I thought about you all day.</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Joey: </b>Yeah.</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Felicity: </b>Um-hum. Talk New York to me again.</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Joey: </b>(In a New York accent.) Fuggetaboutit. (She giggles.) How you doin?</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Felicity: </b>Mmm. (She pushes him up against the wall and they begin to kiss.)</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Joey: </b>Oh, yeah.</p>
|
||
|
||
<p>(Back in the chapel. The parents are still fighting over the bill. Ross is refereeing.)</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Mrs. Geller: </b>There’s nothing to discuss. We’re not paying for your wine
|
||
cellar.</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Mr. Waltham: </b>(Pleading.) You-you have to meet me in the middle here.</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Mr. Geller: </b>(Forcefully.) Hey, you keep pushing me on this, my foots going to meet
|
||
the middle of your ass.</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Ross: </b>Dad!! (Emily comes running in.)</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Emily: </b>What-what’s going on?!</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Ross: </b>Nothing, nothing. Everything's under control.</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Mr. Waltham: </b>You want a piece of me, sir? Is that what your saying? (Pointing at
|
||
Jack and poking him) You want a piece of me?</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Ross: </b>(Stepping in between them.)Okay! Okay! That’s it!! Parents!! Parents!!
|
||
Back away!! All right, this is our wedding day! From now on everyone gets along,
|
||
and if I hear one more word. NO GRANDCHILDREN! (Pointing at his mother.) That’s
|
||
right!!</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Mr. Geller: </b>Okay, okay.</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Mr. Waltham: </b>Sorry old boy, sorry. Sorry. Sorry. (Them all walk away. As he leaves
|
||
he mutters to Jack.) I could kill you with my thumb, you know.</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Emily: </b>What was all that about?</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Ross: </b>(Sighing.) It was...This disagreement over...(She sighs. Ross notices her in
|
||
her wedding dress.) My god. You...you look beautiful.</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Emily: </b>(Giggles.) Ohh...(She realizes that she’s in her gown.) Oh! You were
|
||
not meant to see me before the wedding. It’s bad luck.</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Ross: </b>You know what, I think we’ve had all the bad luck we’re going to
|
||
have. (He hugs her.)</p>
|
||
|
||
<p>(The front entrance. Joey and the bridesmaid are up against the wall kissing. Rachel
|
||
comes in the door and walks by Joey unnoticed. She walks into the chapel and sees Ross and
|
||
Emily kissing. She looks as though she wants to cry. Emily walks away and Ross turns and
|
||
sees Rachel standing there.)</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Ross: </b>My God. Rachel! (He walks towards her, grasps her hands and kisses her on the
|
||
cheek.) Your here. I can’t believe it. (She giggles.) What happen? Why are you here?</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Rachel: </b>Well I just came...(She touches him near his heart. She’s almost in
|
||
tears.) I just needed to tell you...(Looking into his eyes. She takes a deep breath.)
|
||
Congratulations. (He hugs her. She can barely hold back the tears.)</p>
|
||
|
||
<p>[Scene: Camera fades to one of the band members playing guitar at the wedding. The
|
||
chapel is full of guest. A groomsmen escorts a bridesmaid down the isle. Joey is waiting
|
||
with Mrs. Waltham to escort he down the isle. A cellular phone rings.]</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Mrs. Waltham: </b>(Answering the phone.) Hello, Waltham Interiors.</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Phoebe: </b>Mrs. Waltham. Hi. It’s Phoebe again.</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Mrs. Waltham: </b>(Throws her head back in disgust.) Why?!</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Phoebe: </b>Yea. Can I please, please, please talk to one of the best men? This is
|
||
going to be the last time I promise.</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Mrs. Waltham: </b>(Slapping the phone into Joey’s chest.) Joey there’s a girl
|
||
on the phone for you.</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Joey: </b>(Smiling.) Ohh great!! (Putting the phone to his ear.) Hello. (He begins to
|
||
escort her down the aisle.)</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Phoebe: </b>Did you stop Rachel?</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Joey: </b>No, but it’s okay. She just came in and gave him a hug, that it.</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Phoebe: </b>So nothing got ruined?</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Joey: </b>No.</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Phoebe: </b>Oh that’s so great! Ohh, so what’s going on now?</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Joey: </b>Ah, I’m-I’m walking down the aisle...Still walking. (Mrs. Waltham
|
||
takes her place.) I’m about to pass the bridesmaid I hooked up with last night.
|
||
(Looking at the bridesmaid.) Hey! (Talking to Phoebe.) I told her "Hey." And now
|
||
I’m at the front with Ross. It’s Phoebe. (He shows Ross the phone.) He looks
|
||
pretty mad. Uh...I’d better go.</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Phoebe: </b>No!! wait, wait, wait!! Oh please, hold it up so I can listen. (Joey looks
|
||
at Ross and holds the phone above Ross’s shoulder.)</p>
|
||
|
||
<p>(Chandler escorts Monica down the aisle.)</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Chandler: </b>What we did last night was....</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Monica: </b>Stupid.</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Chandler: </b>Totally crazy stupid. (He nods his head at the people seated.)</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Monica: </b>What were we thinking?</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Chandler: </b>I’m coming over tonight though, right?</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Monica: </b>Oh yeah. Definitely.</p>
|
||
|
||
<p>(They quickly take their places and Here Comes the Bride Begins to play. Everyone
|
||
seated looks back. Emily is being escorted up the aisle by her father. She kisses him on
|
||
the cheek and takes her place by Ross’s side.)</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Minister: </b>Friends. Family. We are gathered to celebrate here today the joyous union
|
||
of Ross and Emily. May the happiness we share with them today be with them always. Now
|
||
Emily, repeat after me. I, Emily...</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Emily: </b>I, Emily...</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Minster: </b>Take thee Ross...</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Emily: </b>Take thee Ross...</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Minster: </b>As my lawfully wedded husband, in sickness and in health, till death parts
|
||
us.</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Emily: </b>As my lawfully wedded husband, in sickness and in health, until death parts
|
||
us.</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Minster: </b>Now Ross, repeat after me. I Ross...</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Ross: </b>I Ross...</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Minister: </b>Take thee, Emily...</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Ross: </b>Take thee, Rachel...(All his friends have looks of shock on their faces. He
|
||
realizes what he said. Quickly he says.) Emily. (A slight chuckle.) Emily.</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
</b><p><b>Minister: </b>(Looking and feeling awkward. he looks towards Emily.) Uhh...Shall I go
|
||
on? </p>
|
||
|
||
<p>(Rachel looks all around as if all the eyes in the chapel were looking at her as the
|
||
picture fades to black.)</p>
|
||
<b>
|
||
|
||
<p align="center">Closing Credits</p>
|
||
|
||
</b><p align="center"><b>End</b></p>
|
||
|
||
|
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