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<h1 align="center">The One Where Joey Tells Rachel</h1>
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<p>Written by: Andrew Reich & Ted Cohen<br>
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Transcribed by: <a href="mailto:webmaster@thecfsi.com">Eric Aasen</a></p>
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<hr>
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<p><strong>Lisa Kudrow:</strong> (voiceover) Previously on Friends</p>
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<p>[Scene: Central Perk, Joey is talking to Ross]</p>
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<b>
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</b><p><b>Joey: </b>There’s this woman, that I like. A lot. Well, it’s
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complicated. She’s with this other guy. For a long time. And I
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could never do that to the guy, y’know? ’Ccause we’re really good
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friends.</p>
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<b>
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</b><p><b>Ross: </b>So, uh, this guy, she used to go out with, is, uh… is he a good guy?</p>
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<b>
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</b><p><b>Joey: </b>Yeah, he’s the best.</p>
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<b>
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</b><p><b>Ross: </b>Then talk to him! He might be fine with it.</p>
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<b>
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</b><p><b>Joey: </b>Oh, I don’t know.</p>
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<b>
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</b><p><b>Ross: </b>Joey, it’s worth finding out. I mean, if you really like her.</p>
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<b>
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</b><p><b>Joey: </b>I do! So much! I can’t stop thinking about her! I can’t sleep,
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I—</p>
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<b>
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</b><p><b>Ross: </b>Okay, Joey, you know what? You have to go for it. How often does this happen
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to you, huh? You owe it to yourself. (Walks towards the door until…)</p>
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<b>
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</b><p><b>Joey: </b>It’s Rachel.</p>
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<p>[Fade to Black, then fade in again with Ross stopped at the doorway.]</p>
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<p><b>Ross:</b> (closes the door) Did you um—I’m sorry, did you just say
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it’s Rachel?</p>
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<p><b>Joey:</b> Yes.</p>
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<p><b>Ross:</b> Um, you…you like Rachel?</p>
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<p><b>Joey:</b> Yes. I like Rachel.</p>
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<p><b>Ross:</b> Rachel?!</p>
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<p><b>Joey:</b> (startled) Yeah, okay but look, buy uh—Hey-hey, y’know,
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y’know who else I like? You! And it-it doesn’t get said enough. I like you Ross.</p>
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<p><b>Ross:</b> But R-R-Rachel-Rachel?! </p>
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<p><b>Joey:</b> Yeah, but it’s not a big deal.</p>
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<p><b>Ross:</b> It’s not a big deal? Oh, I’m sorry I just…um, I…what
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about all the stuff you-you just said? I mean how about, I like—you-you can’t
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stop thinking about her. Like how you can’t sleep?</p>
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<p><b>Joey:</b> I’m an actor, y’know? As-as a group, we tend to be over
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dramatic.</p>
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<p><b>Ross:</b> Rachel who’s carrying my baby? Rachel?</p>
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<p><b>Joey:</b> Look no, I-I know it’s bad, and I know it’s wrong. Okay? But-but
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it’s not like anything’s ever gonna happen. Y’know? These-these are just
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feelings, they’re gonna go away.</p>
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<p><b>Ross:</b> Y’know what? I-I gotta go. (Starts to leave.)</p>
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<p><b>Joey:</b> Oh come on Ross! Hey Ross-Ross don’t…</p>
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<p><b>Ross:</b> (stops) I just—y’know—I-I just have one—Rachel?! </p>
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<p>(He exits and starts to walk away, passes a window, stops, and says
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"Rachel?!" again. Joey sighs and turns around to face Gunther.)</p>
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<p><strong>Gunther:</strong> Rachel?!!</p>
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<p align="center"><strong>Opening Credits</strong></p>
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<p>[Scene: Central Perk, Rachel and Chandler are on the couch.]</p>
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<p><b>Rachel:</b> Oh-oh! Okay, she’s kicking!</p>
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<p><b>Chandler:</b> Oh! (Puts his hand on her belly.) She’s growing inside you.</p>
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<p><b>Rachel:</b> Whoa!!</p>
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<p><b>Chandler:</b> Oh! (Pulls his hand away.)</p>
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<p><b>Rachel:</b> Wow that was a big one.</p>
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<p><b>Chandler:</b> I think that’s the youngest girl ever to reject me.</p>
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<p><b>Phoebe:</b> (entering) Oh hey you guys!</p>
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<p><b>Chandler:</b> Oh hey!</p>
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<p><b>Rachel:</b> Hi!</p>
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<p><b>Phoebe:</b> Hey listen let me ask you, do you believe in soul mates?</p>
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<p><b>Rachel:</b> Oh yes I do. I do. I believe that there is one perfect person out there
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for everyone. And do you know how you find him? You stop looking for him. That’s why
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I stopped looking for Russell Crowe. He’ll find me.</p>
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<p><b>Phoebe:</b> Uh-huh, (To Chandler) and you?</p>
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<p><b>Chandler:</b> No. I mean I believe that uh, certain people are more suited for each
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other and I believe in falling in love, but soul mates, I don’t think they exist.</p>
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<p><b>Phoebe:</b> Okay, good.</p>
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<p><b>Chandler:</b> Why?</p>
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<p><b>Phoebe:</b> Well last night, I met Monica’s.</p>
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<p><b>Chandler:</b> What?</p>
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<p><b>Phoebe:</b> Yeah, I had a date with this guy, and I swear to God, he is her other
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half.</p>
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<p><b>Chandler:</b> Come on, don’t be crazy. (To Rachel) You don’t think
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there’s someone out there better suited for Monica than me, do ya? (Rachel looks at
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him.)</p>
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<p><b>Rachel:</b> (To Phoebe) Well, what’s he like?!</p>
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<p><b>Phoebe:</b> Well he’s tall.</p>
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<p><b>Rachel:</b> Uh-huh.</p>
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<p><b>Phoebe:</b> He has brown hair.</p>
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<p><b>Rachel:</b> Of course, of course.</p>
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<p><b>Chandler:</b> A tall guy with hair similar to mine, oh unknowable universe!</p>
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<p><b>Phoebe:</b> He works with food!</p>
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<p><b>Rachel:</b> Oh sure. Older?</p>
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<p><b>Phoebe:</b> Obviously, and he’s British.</p>
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<p><b>Rachel:</b> Oh, I was just gonna ask!</p>
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<p><b>Phoebe:</b> Yeah? And, he’s-he’s so centered and mature and confident.</p>
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<p><b>Rachel:</b> Oh, it’s so sad they never had a chance to meet.</p>
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<p><b>Chandler:</b> Luckily, the guy she settled for can’t hear what you’re
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talking about.</p>
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<p><b>Phoebe:</b> Oh, I’m so sorry. Um, and maybe I’m wrong! I
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but—y’know I’m gonna go out with him again, I’ll find out more.</p>
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<p><b>Chandler:</b> You believe that this guy is destined for someone else and you’re
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still gonna date him?</p>
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<p><b>Phoebe:</b> Well, he may not be my soul mate, but a girl’s gotta eat.</p>
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<p>[Scene: Ross and Rachel's, Ross is opening the door to Monica.]</p>
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<p><b>Monica:</b> Hey.</p>
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<p><b>Ross:</b> Hey.</p>
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<p><b>Monica:</b> I just talked to Joey, I just—I want to see how you were.</p>
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<p><b>Ross:</b> Oh y’know, I still—I can’t believe it. Joey and Rachel I
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mean it’s… It’s like you and me going out, only weirder!</p>
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<p><b>Monica:</b> All right, I know you’re hurting, and-and I want to be supportive,
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but don’t say that again.</p>
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<p><b>Ross:</b> Oh my God! What if, what if they get married? Then he’d be the
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stepfather of my child.</p>
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<p><b>Monica:</b> Honey, I don’t think that’s something we need to worry about!
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First of all he’s-he’s never gonna tell her how he feels about her. And even if
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he did you have no idea how she’d react.</p>
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<p><b>Ross:</b> Sure, because women never like Joey. Y’know, I think he’s a
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virgin.</p>
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<p><b>Monica:</b> Joey…he’s not even thinking about going after Rachel!</p>
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<p><b>Ross:</b> He’s not?</p>
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<p><b>Monica:</b> No! All he’s thinking about is how you’re taking this! I mean,
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listen it’s totally freaking him out. He’s talking about moving to Vermont.</p>
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<p><b>Ross:</b> Why?</p>
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<p><b>Monica:</b> He says he wants to leave the country. (Pause) He thinks you hate him.</p>
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<p><b>Ross:</b> Hate him? I… No, I don’t hate him. (Pause) It’s just
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it’s Rachel, y’know?</p>
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<p><b>Monica:</b> Honey I can’t even imagine how hard this must be for you. But, I
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don’t want you to lose Joey over it. And right now he just needs to know that
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you’re still his friend.</p>
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<p><b>Ross:</b> Okay. Okay, I’ll talk to him.</p>
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<p><b>Monica:</b> All right. Now do it soon, he just asked me how to convert his dollars
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into Vermont money.</p>
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<p>[Scene: Central Perk, Monica and Chandler are on the couch as Phoebe enters with
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Monica’s soul mate.]</p>
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<p><b>Phoebe:</b> Oh! Hi!</p>
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<p><b>Monica:</b> Hi!</p>
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<p><b>Phoebe:</b> Umm, Chandler, Monica, this is Don.</p>
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<p><b>Don:</b> Oh, hello. (Shakes Chandler’s hand.) Hello. (Shakes Monica’s
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hand.)</p>
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<p><b>Phoebe:</b> (mouths to Chandler) Soul mate.</p>
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<p><b>Chandler:</b> (mouths to Phoebe) What?</p>
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<p><b>Phoebe:</b> (cough talks) Soul mate.</p>
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<p><b>Monica:</b> So, what have you guys been doing?</p>
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<p><b>Don:</b> Well, we just had a terrible lunch today at Reattica. What is with all the
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sun-dried tomatoes at that place?</p>
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<p><b>Monica:</b> I know! What is this, 1985?!</p>
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<p><b>Don:</b> That’s exactly what I said. Phoebe, isn’t that strange.</p>
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<p><b>Monica:</b> Not really.</p>
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<p><b>Chandler:</b> What’s wrong with sun-dried tomatoes? (Everyone stares at him.)
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On a barbecue chicken pizza? (Still there’s staring.) No?</p>
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<p><b>Monica:</b> So Don, what-what other restaurants do you like?</p>
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<p><b>Don:</b> Well, Octavio, 27&7—Oh! And there’s this great little place,
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Alessandro’s.</p>
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<p><b>Monica:</b> Oh my God! That’s my restaurant, I’m the chef there.</p>
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<p><b>Don:</b> You’re kidding me!</p>
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<p><b>Monica:</b> No!</p>
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<p><b>Don:</b> Your food is fantastic! Wow, I really want to talk to you about your menu,
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once I get some coffees first. Um, anyone want any?</p>
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<p><b>Monica:</b> Oh, I’d like a latte. Oh y’know what? If you’re gonna
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talk about me, I’m gonna go with you. </p>
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<p>(They go over to the counter and Chandler moves closer to Phoebe.)</p>
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<p><b>Chandler:</b> What are you doing?!</p>
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<p><b>Phoebe:</b> Nothing! I swear to God I didn’t know you guys would be here! And
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the good news is you didn’t believe in soul mates. So…</p>
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<p><b>Chandler:</b> I believe in tall, handsome strangers who hit on my wife!</p>
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<p><b>Phoebe:</b> They’re just talking, and y’know what? Just because I think
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they’re soul mates doesn’t mean anything’s gonna happen.</p>
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<p><b>Monica:</b> (returning) Phoebe, good work.</p>
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<p><b>Phoebe:</b> Yeah?</p>
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<p><b>Monica:</b> Yeah! Oh he’s great, I love him. (Walks away and Chandler glares at
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Phoebe.)</p>
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<p><b>Phoebe:</b> Don’t worry, we’ll find you someone else.</p>
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<p>[Scene: Joey’s Apartment, there’s a knock on the door and Joey answers it to
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Ross.]</p>
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<p><b>Joey:</b> Hey.</p>
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<p><b>Ross:</b> Hey.</p>
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<p><b>Joey:</b> Look, I understand if you came by to hit me, I deserve it.</p>
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<p><b>Ross:</b> No, I don’t want to hit you.</p>
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<p><b>Joey:</b> Oh what then? Kick me?</p>
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<p><b>Ross:</b> No.</p>
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<p><b>Joey:</b> (getting worried) Bite me?</p>
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<p><b>Ross:</b> No, no I don’t want to do anything to you. All right? I just want to
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tell you that I’m not mad at you and…and that I certainly do not hate you. I
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just, I just came here to say that. (Starts to leave.)</p>
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<p><b>Joey:</b> Oh now—Hey Ross-Ross! Do you wanna-wanna come in for a beer or
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something?</p>
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<p><b>Ross:</b> Uh…yeah sure. (Enters.)</p>
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<p><b>Joey:</b> Do uh, do you got any beer? All-all I got is this melon stuff that Rachel
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left. I don’t…</p>
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<p><b>Ross:</b> Okay.</p>
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<p><b>Joey:</b> (pouring two glasses) Hey look Ross, you need to understand something
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okay? I uh…I am never gonna act on this Rachel thing, okay? I-I would never do
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anything to jeopardize my friendship with you. (He hands Ross a glass.)</p>
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<p><b>Ross:</b> Thank you.</p>
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<p>(They clink glasses and take a drink. Ross likes it, Joey hates it. Then Ross sees Joey
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hating it, mimics he hates it as well.)</p>
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<p><b>Joey:</b> Anyway, it uh…look it’ll just…take me a while to get over
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her, that’s all. I’m not even sure how to do that, I mean I’ve never been
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in love before so…</p>
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<p><b>Ross:</b> What?! You’re in love with her.</p>
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<p><b>Joey:</b> Yeah, I thought you knew that.</p>
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<p><b>Ross:</b> Umm, no.</p>
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<p><b>Joey:</b> Wow. Hey look, if it helps, I don’t want to feel this way. Honest. I
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just keep thinking, "Ah, I’ll get over this." Y’know? I just—It
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just keeps gettin’ harder. I don’t, I don’t know what to do. Y’know?
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What do I do?</p>
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<p>(Pause)</p>
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<p><b>Ross:</b> I think you need to tell her how you feel.</p>
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<p><b>Joey:</b> Okay that’s the green stuff talkin’.</p>
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<p><b>Ross:</b> No, I’m serious. You-you need to find out where she is, because if
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she’s not where you are, then you can start to move past this.</p>
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<p><b>Joey:</b> But what if uh—and I’m not saying she will be—But…</p>
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<p><b>Ross:</b> If she is where you are then uh…then my feeling weird about it
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shouldn’t stand in the way.</p>
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<p><b>Joey:</b> Are you sure?</p>
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<p><b>Ross:</b> Yeah. Look if-if she’s gonna end up with somebody else, the truth is
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she couldn’t find a better guy. So…</p>
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<p><b>Joey:</b> Hey thanks.</p>
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<p><b>Ross:</b> So when do you think you’re gonna talk to her?</p>
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<p><b>Joey:</b> Oh my God I have to tell her! I haven’t even thought about what I
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will say. What should I say?</p>
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<p><b>Ross:</b> I’m understanding, but let’s not get carried away.</p>
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<p><b>Joey:</b> I’m sorry, you’re right. What am I gonna say? (He takes another
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sip of the green stuff and recoils at the taste.) Oh!</p>
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<p><b>Ross:</b> Yeah, tell me about it. (He stands up, turns his back to Joey, and enjoys
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another sip.)</p>
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<p align="center"><strong>Commercial Break</strong></p>
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<p>[Scene: Central Perk, Phoebe and Chandler are watching Monica and Don talk.]</p>
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<p><b>Don:</b> …so I’ve been slowly phasing out the wine importing and focusing
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more on the cheese side of things.</p>
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<p><b>Chandler:</b> Cheese you say? That’s some pretty smelly work, huh Don?</p>
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<p><b>Don:</b> Excuse me?</p>
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<p><b>Chandler:</b> Cheese, it’s smelly. You must smell a lot of the time too.</p>
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<p><b>Don:</b> Uh, not really. But when it comes to cheese, I’m one of the people who
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thinks the smellier the better.</p>
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<p><b>Monica:</b> Me too! Yeah, Chandler can’t stand it. He won’t even allow me
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to have blue cheese in the house.</p>
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<p><b>Don:</b> And you’re still married to him? (They both laugh, and Chandler tries
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to but fails.)</p>
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<p><b>Monica:</b> You know what I’d love to do? I would like to go to France and eat
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nothing but bread and cheese—Not even bread, just cheese. No, I want the bread. Yeah.
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Ah, and pastries… (Breathlessly) And pate. Oh, I’m really not high, it’s
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just I used to be fat.</p>
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<p><b>Don:</b> Well if you where ever enter the Loire valley let me know, I’ve got a
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great little villa you can stay at.</p>
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<p><b>Chandler:</b> Is it made of cheese?</p>
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<p><b>Don:</b> No. But God, a house made of cheese, wouldn’t that be incredible?!</p>
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<p><b>Monica:</b> I’d move in tomorrow!</p>
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<p><b>Chandler:</b> (disgusted) Oh come on! (To Phoebe) Are you listening to this?</p>
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<p><b>Phoebe:</b> I’m so sorry.</p>
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<p><b>Chandler:</b> What do we do?</p>
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<p><b>Phoebe:</b> I don’t know, they both want to live in a house of cheese! I
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don’t know how you fight that.</p>
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<p>[Scene: Outside Ross and Rachel's, Joey walks up to knock on the door, but stops.]</p>
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<p><b>Joey:</b> Okay. Okay, I can do this. I can tell her how I feel. Just uh, just stand
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up straight. (Does so.) Take a couple deep breaths. (Does so.) Look confident. (Does so as
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Rachel opens the door and startles him.)</p>
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<p><b>Rachel:</b> Joey? What’s up?</p>
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<p><b>Joey:</b> I uh, I just came by because I-I want to talk to you about something.</p>
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<p><b>Rachel:</b> Okay what’s up?</p>
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<p><b>Joey:</b> Here? In the hall? What are we animals?</p>
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<p><b>Rachel:</b> Well honey, I’m late for a meeting. So can you just make it quick?</p>
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<p><b>Joey:</b> Okay umm, I just came by to tell you that I…want to have dinner with
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you tonight. That’s all.</p>
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<p><b>Rachel:</b> Sure! That sounds great! Just leave me a message and tell me where to
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meet you. Okay? (Walks away.)</p>
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<p><b>Joey:</b> Okay. That’s good. Okay, that give you a couple hours to prepare what
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you’re gonna say. Good. Yeah. (Someone comes out of his apartment and it startles
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Joey again.) Don’t you people ever knock?!</p>
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<p>[Scene: Monica and Chandler's, Monica and Chandler are entering.]</p>
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<p><b>Monica:</b> I’d like to have Don and Phoebe over. Wouldn’t that be nice?</p>
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<p><b>Chandler:</b> Sure, why don’t you set it up. I’ll just be over here,
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browsing through the personals.</p>
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<p><b>Monica:</b> Are you okay? You’ve been acting weird all afternoon.</p>
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<p><b>Chandler:</b> Yeah, fine. Fine. Not perfect!! But good enough.</p>
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<p><b>Monica:</b> Jeez! What is with you?</p>
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<p><b>Chandler:</b> I’m sorry, did you say cheese?</p>
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<p><b>Monica:</b> All right, what’s going on?</p>
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<p><b>Chandler:</b> Phoebe thinks you and Don are soul mates, and I don’t believe in
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that kind of stuff. But then you two totally get along. So look, I won’t stand in
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your way if you want to run off with Don and live in a house of cheese.</p>
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<p><b>Monica:</b> Chandler, you don’t believe in soul mates?</p>
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<p><b>Chandler:</b> No. But I’m sure (mimics Don) ‘tomatoes’ does.</p>
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<p><b>Monica:</b> I don’t believe in soul mates either.</p>
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<p><b>Chandler:</b> You don’t?</p>
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<p><b>Monica:</b> No. I don’t think that you and I were destined to end up together.
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I think that we fell in love and work hard at our relationship. Some days we work really
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hard.</p>
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<p><b>Chandler:</b> So you…you don’t want to live with Don in a cheese house?</p>
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<p><b>Monica:</b> No, I’ve had second thoughts about that. Do you realize how hard
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that would be to clean?</p>
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<p><b>Chandler:</b> I love you.</p>
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<p><b>Monica:</b> I know.</p>
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<p><b>Chandler:</b> Y’know what? I am going to take you out to dinner tonight. I
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found this place that makes the greatest mozzarella sticks and jalepino poppers . (Monica
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doesn’t look impressed.) No? Really? They taste so good.</p>
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<p>[Scene: A restaurant, Joey and Rachel are having dinner.]</p>
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<p><b>Rachel:</b> …and I know Chandler is kidding but it happens every time he
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touches my stomach. I mean I’m really worried the baby’s not going to like him.
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(Joey is staring at the table.) Are you okay?</p>
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<p><b>Joey:</b> What? Yeah! Sure! Uh, look at the uh, the reason…(Exhales
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slowly)—Is it hot in here?</p>
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<p><b>Rachel:</b> No. Not-not for me, but why don’t you take off your sweater?</p>
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<p><b>Joey:</b> I would, but this is a nice place and my T-shirt has a picture of Calvin
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doing Hobbs.</p>
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<p><b>Rachel:</b> Oh my God! Really?! Can I see it?</p>
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<p><b>Joey:</b> Yeah. Sure. (They both half stand up, Joey pulls the neck of his sweater
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out, and Rachel looks down it to see his T-shirt.)</p>
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<p><b>Rachel:</b> Huh. Wow, I wouldn’t think Hobbs would like that so much.</p>
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<p><b>Joey:</b> Uh… How long have we known each other?</p>
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||
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<p><b>Rachel:</b> Um, seven…e-e-eight, <b>eight</b> years. Wow.</p>
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||
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<p><b>Joey:</b> Uh-huh, long time.</p>
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<p><b>Rachel:</b> Yeah.</p>
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<p><b>Joey:</b> But over the past few weeks…</p>
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<p>(A waiter runs over interrupting Joey.)</p>
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||
|
||
<p><b>Waiter:</b> Hah, sorry about the wait, but it is mega-jammed in here! We have a
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||
couple specials tonight…</p>
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||
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||
<p><b>Joey:</b> Actually uh, could you give us a second?</p>
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||
|
||
<p><b>Waiter:</b> Sure. Sure. (Turns away, then turns back) Second’s up! (Joey glares
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||
at him.) Not…that kind of table. (He walks away.)</p>
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||
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||
<p><b>Rachel:</b> So you were saying?</p>
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||
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<p><b>Joey:</b> I’m not quite sure.</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Rachel:</b> Okay, well you had asked me how long we had known each other, and I
|
||
said, "Eight years." And the um, waiter came over and cut his tip in half, and
|
||
umm…now here we are.</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Joey:</b> Yeah, here we are. Uhh… I… I think I’m…falling in love
|
||
with you.</p>
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||
|
||
<p><b>Rachel:</b> (stunned) What?</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Joey:</b> I’m falling in love with you.</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Rachel:</b> (looking around) Who are you talking too? Oh, you’re kidding! Oh,
|
||
it’s a joke! (Laughs.) It’s funny. It’s funny. I don’t get it. (Joey
|
||
doesn’t say any thing and Rachel realizes it’s not a joke.) Oh. (Pause) Okay.
|
||
Umm… I-I…uh, wow. Are you uh… How did umm… When?</p>
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||
|
||
<p><b>Joey:</b> Does it really matter?</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Rachel:</b> Wow! Wow. Wow. Wow, it is hot in here.</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Joey:</b> Okay look Rach, I know this is a lot. You don’t have to say anything.
|
||
You-you uh, you take as much time as you need. (Long pause as Rachel says nothing.) Okay,
|
||
you gotta say something!</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Rachel:</b> Joey, Joey I love you so much, but I…</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Joey:</b> But. (Hangs his head down.)</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Rachel:</b> Joey.</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Joey:</b> Yeah-yeah right. That’s okay. That’s fine. That’s uh,
|
||
pretty much what I was expecting. So uh, it’s no big deal. All right? I think
|
||
I’m gonna go. (Stands up.)</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Rachel:</b> No! Joey please! Please don’t! Please don’t leave like this!
|
||
Now come on, you cannot do this to a pregnant woman! (Starts to cry.)</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Joey:</b> Don’t start doing that. You can’t do that Rach, ‘cause then
|
||
you’re gonna make me do that. (Starts to cry.) Oh, here we go! (Sits down next to
|
||
her.)</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Rachel:</b> Can I? (Hug him.)</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Joey:</b> Sure! </p>
|
||
|
||
<p>(They hug.)</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Rachel:</b> Oh Joey honey I don’t…I don’t want to lose…</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Joey:</b> Hey-hey-hey, hey! You can’t. Okay? Ever!</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Rachel:</b> I’m so sorry.</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Joey:</b> Oh no-no Rach, please, don’t be sorry. Okay? Don’t be sorry.
|
||
(They hug again.) Y’know I was only kidding you.</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Rachel:</b> Yeah, that was a real good one.</p>
|
||
|
||
<p align="center"><strong>Closing Credits</strong></p>
|
||
|
||
<p>[Scene: A restaurant, Joey and Rachel are still hugging as a waiter walks by the table
|
||
to talk to the annoying waiter from before who is watching.]</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Waiter No. 2:</b> Is this your table?</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Waiter:</b> Yeah.</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Waiter No. 2:</b> God, you’re gonna be here all night!</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Waiter:</b> I know! I haven’t even read them the specials yet!</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Waiter No. 2:</b> What’s the matter with them?</p>
|
||
|
||
<p><b>Waiter:</b> I don’t know. I think maybe one of them is dying. (Pause) I kinda
|
||
hope it’s the girl. (The other waiter is shocked.) The guy is really cute!</p>
|
||
|
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<p align="center"><strong>End</strong></p>
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