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</font></b><font size="3">Written by: unknown yet <br>
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Transcribed by: <a href="mailto:Johannes%20Pohl%3CJohannesPohl@2-serious.de%3E">Johannes
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Pohl</a><br>
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<br>
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<hr>
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<br>
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[Scene: Central Perk, Joey, Ross, Monica and Phoebe are there as Chandler enters]
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<p> <b>Chandler</b>: (<i>excited</i>) Guys, guys, I've got great news! Guess what…<br>
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<br>
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<b>Joey</b>: Uh, ah, Monica's pregnant?!<br>
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<br>
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<b>Monica</b>: (<i>shocked</i>) Really? (<i>She looks around, suddenly embarrassed</i>)
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Let's get past the moment.<br>
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<br>
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<b>Phoebe</b>: What's your news?<br>
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<br>
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<b>Chandler</b>: Thank you. I got a job in advertising. (<i>Everybody cheers</i>)<br>
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<br>
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<b>Monica</b>: (<i>hugging Chandler</i>) Oh, honey, that's incredible!<br>
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<br>
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<b>Phoebe</b>: (<i>inquisitive</i>) Gosh, what's the pay like? (<i>Everybody
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stares at her indignantly</i>) Oh, come on people… (<i>defending</i>) come
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on, now, if I don't know who makes the most, how do I know who I like the most!
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(<i>She looks at Joey</i>) Hey Joey! (<i>Joey winks at her</i>)<br>
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<br>
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<b>Chandler</b>: Actually, it pays nothing. It's an internship.<br>
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<br>
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<b>Joey</b>: Oh, that's cool. We have interns at 'Days Of Our Lives'. <br>
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<br>
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<b>Chandler</b>: Right. So, it'll be the same except… less sex with you.
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(<i>Joey nods</i>)<br>
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<br>
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<b>Ross</b>: So, uh, what kinda stuff do you think they'll have you do there?<br>
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<br>
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<b>Chandler</b>: Well, it's a training program, but at the end, they hire the
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people they like.<br>
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<br>
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<b>Phoebe</b>: (<i>enthusiastic</i>) That's great.<br>
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<br>
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<b>Chandler</b>: Yeah, I mean, there's probably gonna be some ground work which
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will probably stink, you know, grown man getting people coffee is a little humiliating
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<br>
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<br>
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(<i>At the same time, Gunther puts down a cup of coffee in front of Chandler</i>)<br>
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<br>
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<b>Chandler</b>: (<i>grinning awkwardly</i>) Humiliating and noble!<br>
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<br>
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(<i>Gunther shoots a nasty look at him while leaving</i>)<br>
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<br>
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<b>Ross</b>: You know, if I didn't already have a job, I think, I would have
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been really good in advertising.<br>
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<br>
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<b>Monica</b>: Ross, you did not come up with "got milk?"<br>
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<br>
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<b>Ross</b>: Yes, I <b>did</b>, I <b>did</b>! (<i>He turns to Joey, disappointed</i>)
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I should have written it down!<br>
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<br>
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<b>
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</b></p><center><b>
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Opening Credits<br>
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</b></center><b>
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<br>
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</b>[Scene: Monica and Chandler's Aparment, Monica sits at the table]<br>
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<br>
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<b>Joey</b>: (<i>entering</i>) Hey!<br>
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<br>
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<b>Monica</b>: Hey!<br>
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<br>
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<b>Joey</b>: Where's Chandler? I wanna wish him good luck on his first day.
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(<i>Monica smiles</i>) ... and I smelled bacon. (<i>taking some</i>)<br>
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<br>
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<b>Monica</b>: He just left.<br>
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<br>
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<b>Joey</b>: (<i>puzzled</i>) Who did? (<i>Monica looks bewildered</i>)<br>
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<br>
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<b>Rachel</b>: (<i>entering</i>) Joey! You never gonna believe it: she called.
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<br>
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<br>
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<b>Joey</b>: (<i>standing up, surprised</i>) She did?<br>
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<br>
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<b>Rachel</b>: (<i>enthusiastic</i>) You got it!<br>
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<br>
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<b>Joey</b>: (<i>still surprised</i>) I did?<br>
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<br>
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<b>Monica</b>: What is she talking about?<br>
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<br>
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<b>Joey</b>: I don't know, but it sounds great. <br>
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<br>
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<b>Rachel</b>: Your agent called. You got that audition.<br>
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<br>
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<b>Joey</b>: With Lennart Haze?<br>
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<br>
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<b>Rachel</b>: Yes.<br>
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<br>
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<b>Joey</b>: Oh my god, that is great! That is *** for a play on broadway…
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and in a real theatre, not that little one underneath the dally like last time.<br>
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<br>
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<b>Monica</b>: Is it a good play?<br>
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<br>
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<b>Joey</b>: Well, it must be, because I read and I didn't understand a singe
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word. <br>
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<br>
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<b>Rachel</b>: Yeah, and Lennart Haze is starring in it…<br>
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<br>
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<b>Joey</b>: Yeah, yeah, and directing.<br>
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<br>
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<b>Monica</b>: (<i>sighs</i>) He was so good in that movie of MacBeth. <br>
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<br>
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<b>Rachel</b>: (<i>disbelieving</i>) You saw that?<br>
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<br>
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<b>Monica</b>: No, but… I saw the previews. They played it right before
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Jackass.<br>
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<br>
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<b>Rachel and Joey</b>: (<i>pointing at Monica, a look of recognition in their
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faces</i>) Ah!<br>
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<br>
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<b>Joey</b>: Yeah, he's done some amazing works.<br>
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<br>
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<b>Rachel</b>: Oh, yeah. Oh, I loved him in those cell phone commercials. <br>
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<br>
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<b>Joey</b>: (<i>almost laughing</i>) I know. When the monkey hits him in the
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face with that giant rubber phone. (<i>They all laugh</i>)<br>
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<br>
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<b>Monica</b>: Hey! Maybe the monkey will be at the audition!<br>
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<br>
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<b>Joey</b>: (<i>sitting down</i>) Don't make me more nervous than I already
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am!<br>
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<br>
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<br>
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[Scene: Chandler's new workplace, his fellow interns are already seated around
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a table]<br>
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<br>
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<b>Chandler</b>: (<i>entering</i>) Good morning, everybody.<br>
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<br>
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<b>Intern</b>: Can I get you a cup of coffee, Sir?<br>
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<br>
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<b>Chandler</b>: Oh, no, no, I'm an intern, just like you guys… except
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for the tie, the briefcase… and the fact that I can rent a car.<br>
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<br>
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<b>Intern</b>: Seriously, you're an intern?<br>
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<br>
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<b>Chandler</b>: Yeah, well, I'm kinda heading into a new career direction and,
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you know, you gotta start at the bottom.<br>
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<br>
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<b>Intern</b>: (<i>shaking his head disbelievingly</i>) Dude!<br>
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<br>
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<b>Chandler</b>: Right. Look, I know I'm a little bit older than you guys, but
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it's not like I'm Bob Hope (<i>he sits down</i>) <br>
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<br>
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(<i>Everybody gives him an inquiring look</i>)<br>
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<br>
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<b>Chandler</b>: The comedian? USO?!<br>
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<br>
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<b>Intern</b>: (<i>correcting him</i>) Uhm, it's USA, sir.<br>
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<br>
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(<i>Chandler desperately covers his head in his hands</i>)<br>
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<br>
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<br>
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[Scene: Audition room, Joey is lead into the room by a receptionist in a fancy
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dress]<br>
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<br>
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<b>Receptionist</b>: This is Joey Tribbiani. Joey, these are the producers and,
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as you probably already know, this is Lennart Haze. <br>
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<br>
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(<i>Lennart Haze turns around in his chair to face Joey</i>) <br>
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<br>
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<b>Joey</b>: It is so amazing to meet you. (<i>They are shaking hands</i>) I'm
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such a big fan of your work.<br>
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<br>
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<b>Lennart</b>: Well, I've… I've been blessed with a… a lot of great
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roles. <br>
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<br>
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<b>Joey</b>: Tell me about it! "Unlimited nights and weekends!" <br>
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<br>
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<b>Lennart</b>: You making fun of me? Because I am not a sell-out. (<i>He stands
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up and walks menacingly towards Joey</i>) I didn't do that for the money, I
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believe in those phones. I almost lost a cousin because of bad wireless service.<br>
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<br>
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<b>Joey</b>: No, I-I-I wasn't making fun of you, honestly, I-I think you were
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great in those commercials. <br>
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<br>
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<b>Lennart</b>: Really?<br>
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<br>
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<b>Joey</b>: Yeah.<br>
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<br>
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<b>Lennart</b>: Well, I do bring a certain credibility to the role.<br>
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<br>
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<b>Joey</b>: (<i>regaining confidence</i>) Are you kiddin'? When they shoot
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you out of that cannon…<br>
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<br>
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<b>Lennart</b>: Peeeeeooooooooch (<i>He mimes flying out of the cannon</i>)
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"Hang up that phone!" One take!<br>
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<br>
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<b>Joey</b>: Wow!<br>
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<br>
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<b>Lennart</b>: So, shall we read?<br>
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<br>
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<b>Joey</b>: Oh, yah, sure.<br>
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<br>
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<b>Lennart</b>: Top of act two. This is my entrance. You got it? <br>
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<br>
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(<i>Joey nods whereupon Lennart acts as if he is entering a room</i>)<br>
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<br>
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<b>Lennart</b>: "What the hell are you still doing here"?<br>
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<br>
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(<i>Joey stares at him, fascinated by his performance</i>)<br>
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<br>
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<b>Joey</b>: Err, "I think you know". <br>
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<br>
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<b>Lennart</b>: "Bastard"!<br>
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<br>
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<b>Joey</b>: "I am what you made me. You know what? I could go right now."<br>
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<br>
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<b>Lennart</b>: "Go, go!"<br>
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<br>
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<b>Joey</b>: "I can't. Oh, I want to, long pause, but I can't."<br>
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<br>
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<b>Lennart</b>: I'm sorry, sorry. You're not supposed to say "long pause"<br>
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<br>
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<b>Joey</b>: (<i>understandingly</i>) Oh, oh, I thought that was your character's
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name, you know, I thought you were like an Indian or something, you know with
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a… (<i>He mimes wearing a feather on his head</i>)<br>
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<br>
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<b>Lennart</b>: No. Thank you so much for coming in. We appreciate it, thank
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you. <br>
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<br>
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<b>Joey</b>: Ah, y-y-you're sure you don't want me to do it again? I could do
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it with an accent, you know, Southern (<i>He speaks in what he believes is a
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Southern accent</i>) "I could go right now, maaan!"<br>
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<br>
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<b>Lennart</b>: (<i>stunned, muttering</i>) My god in heaven. <br>
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<br>
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(<i>The producers stand up</i>)<br>
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<br>
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<b>Producer #1</b>: Joey, hang on for a second. Lennart, can we talk to you
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for a moment?<br>
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<br>
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(<i>They stand aside, talking</i>)<br>
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<br>
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<b>Lennart</b>: You, you gotta be kidding. See, h-he, he can't act. (<i>Joey
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hears that and his disappointment is reflected in his facial expression</i>).
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<br>
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<br>
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(<i>Producer #1 whispers something</i>)<br>
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<br>
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<b>Lennart</b>: Hey! I-I-I don't care if he's hot, you know. If you want to
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sleep with him, do it on your own time. (<i>Joey smiles smugly at this</i>)
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This is a play. No, listen: if you insist on this, I will call my agent so fast
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on a cell phone that has a connection that is so clear he's gonna think I'm
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next door.<br>
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<br>
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(<i>Joey approaches them</i>)<br>
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<br>
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<b>Joey</b>: (<i>interrupting their conversation</i>) Ah, hi, ah. Thank you
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so much for whispering for my benefit, but, ah, look, if you just tell me what
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I did wrong, I'd just love to work on it and come back and try it again for
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you. And, and also: (<i>to Producer #1)</i> 'How you doing?' (<i>to Lennart
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again</i>) You should, please, just gimme another chance. I really wanna get
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better, please. <br>
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<br>
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<b>Lennart</b>: Well, if you wanna come back at the end of the day today, here
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are my notes. Ready?<br>
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<br>
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<b>Joey</b>: Yeah.<br>
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<br>
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<b>Lennart</b>: Uhm, you're in your head. You-you're thinking way too much.
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<br>
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<br>
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<b>Joey</b>: I really doubt that. <br>
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<br>
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<b>Lennart</b>: (<i>explaining to Joey, who nods </i>fervently) No, no, no.
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It's that you're not connected with anything in your body. There's no urgency.
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The scene is a struggle, uhm, it's a race. Also, what you did was horizontal.
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Don't be afraid to explore the vertical. And don't learn the words. Let the
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words learn you. <br>
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<br>
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(<i>Joey ponders on this for a while</i>)<br>
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<br>
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<b>Joey</b>: (suggesting) Couldn't I just sleep with the producer?<br>
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<br>
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<br>
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[Scene: Backstreet, Ross and Phoebe walking]<br>
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<br>
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<b>Phoebe</b>: Hey, do you wanna go to dinner tonight?<br>
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<br>
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<b>Ross</b>: Oh, I can't. I've got a date with that waitress, Katy, yeah, I
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know we've been only going out like twice, but I have a really good feeling
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about her. <br>
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<br>
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<b>Phoebe</b>: Oh, I hear divorce bells. <br>
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<br>
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(<i>A mugger, his face hidden by a cap, approaches them from behind</i>)<br>
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<br>
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<b>Mugger</b>: Alright. Just give me your wallets and there won't be a problem.
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<br>
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<br>
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<b>Ross</b>: (<i>taken aback</i>) What?<br>
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<br>
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<b>Mugger</b>: I have a gun (<i>It looks like he has a gun under his coat</i>)<br>
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<br>
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<b>Ross</b>: O-ok. Just relax, Phoene, just stay calm. (<i>He searches his coat
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and freaks out</i>). Oh my god, I can't find my wallet. <br>
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<br>
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(<i>He finally finds the wallet and hands it to the mugger</i>)<br>
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<br>
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<b>Mugger</b>: Alright, lady, now give me your purse!<b><br>
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</b><br>
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<b>Phoebe</b>: No.<br>
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<br>
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<b>Ross</b>: (<i>still in a high-pitched voice</i>) What do you mean "no"?
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I knew you'd be my death, Phoebe Buffay. <br>
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<br>
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(<i>A sign of recognition runs across Phoebe's face</i>)<br>
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<br>
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<b>Phoebe</b>: Lowell, is that you?<br>
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<br>
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<b>Lowell</b>: Phoebe? (<i>He lifts his cap</i>) Oh my god!<br>
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<br>
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<b>Phoebe</b>: (<i>simultaneously</i>) Oh my god! <br>
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<br>
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(<i>They hug and scream</i>)<br>
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<br>
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<b>Phoebe</b>: (<i>excited</i>) I'm sorry, Ross, this is my old friend Lowell
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from the streets. Lowell, Ross.<br>
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<br>
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<b>Lowell</b>: Ross, nice to meet you. (<i>He stretches his hand out to him</i>)
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<br>
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<br>
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<b>Ross</b>: Yeah, a real pleasure.<br>
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<br>
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<b>Phoebe</b>: Ah, it's been so long, so long. (<i>They hug again</i>) I can't
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believe you're still doing this!<br>
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<br>
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<b>Lowell</b>: Ough, I know, but I quit smoking!<br>
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<br>
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<b>Phoebe</b>: Good for you! <br>
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<br>
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<b>Lowell</b>: So you look like you're doing really well! I guess you're mugging
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days are behind you?<br>
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<br>
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<b>Phoebe</b>: Ouh… (<i>she nods</i>)<br>
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<br>
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<b>Ross</b>: (<i>shocked</i>) Oh my god. Phoebe, you used to mug people? <br>
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<br>
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<b>Phoebe</b>: Excuse me, Ross, old friends catching up…<br>
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<br>
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<br>
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[Scene: Monica and Chandler's Apartment, Monica sits on the couch as Joey enters]<br>
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<br>
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<b>Monica</b>: Hey, how did the audition go? <br>
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<br>
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<b>Joey</b>: Well, they wanna see me again this afternoon, but, err, well, Lennart
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Haze did not like me. (<i>He sits down</i>) <br>
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<br>
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<b>Monica</b>: What happened?<br>
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<br>
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<b>Joey</b>: Well, he said I wasn't urgent enough, you know, and that everything
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I did was horizontal and I should be more vertical. Oh, and he said that I should
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think less.<br>
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<br>
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<b>Monica</b>: So far so good! (<i>Joey nods</i>)<br>
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<br>
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<b>Chandler</b>: (<i>entering, carrying a large box</i>) Honey, I'm old!<br>
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<br>
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<b>Monica</b>: (<i>standing up, walking towards him</i>) What's wrong?<br>
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<br>
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<b>Chandler</b>: I am so much older than these other interns. I can't compete
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with them.<br>
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<br>
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<b>Monica</b>: So you're a little older. Try to look at the positive: You have
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all this life experience.<br>
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<br>
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<b>Chandler</b>: Yes, but I don't think life experience with these. (<i>He opens
|
||
the box and takes an inline skate-like sneaker out</i>)<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Joey</b>: Wooooooooow (<i>He takes the sneaker</i>) It's like they're on
|
||
fire!<br>
|
||
<i><br>
|
||
<b>Monica</b>: What are they? (They sit down again)<br>
|
||
</i><br>
|
||
<b>Chandler</b>: They're these prototype sneakers and come up with ideas on
|
||
how to sell them which I can't do because no self-respecting adult would ever
|
||
where these.<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Joey</b>: (<i>determined</i>) I give you $ 500 for them!<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Chandler</b>: What am I supposed to do with these?<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Monica</b>: Ah, come on, sneakers are easy. You wear sneakers all the time.<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Chandler</b>: Well, first of all, they're not called "sneakers"
|
||
anymore. Apparently, they're called "kicks" or "skids" and
|
||
I think I heard somebody say "slorps". (<i>He takes a sneaker</i>)
|
||
And here, look: they've got these wheels to pop out from the bottom so you can
|
||
roll around 'cause, apparently, walking is too much exercise. Kids, kids, roll
|
||
your way to childhood obesity! (<i>to Monica</i>) Would you help me try to sell
|
||
these?<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Monica</b>: Okay, have you considered using a girl with huge knockers? <br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Chandler</b>: No, I don't think that's the kinda thing they're looking for.
|
||
<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Joey</b>: Hey, that'd work on me! Why did I get to buy Mrs. Butterwords?
|
||
<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
[Scene: Central Perk, Monica sits on the couch as Phoebe and Ross enter]<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>All</b>: Hey, hey!<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Ross</b>: Hey, you'll never guess what just happened… Phoebe and I got
|
||
mugged!<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Monica</b>: You okay?!<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Ross</b>: (<i>sitting down</i>) Yah, because Phoebe knew the mugger! <br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Monica</b>: (<i>bewildered</i>) How do you know a mugger?<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Phoebe</b>: I'm sorry I have friends outside the six of us. <br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Ross</b>: You wanna know how she knew him? (<i>He points at Phoebe</i>) Because
|
||
Phoebe used to mug people. <br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Monica</b>: (<i>shocked</i>) Seriously?<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Phoebe</b>: Well, I'm not proud of it, but, you know… sometimes when
|
||
I was living on the street and I needed money for food and stuff I…<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Monica</b>: (<i>disapproving</i>) Phoebe, that is awful!<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Phoebe</b>: Well, ok, I wasn't rich like you guys, ok, I didn't eat gold
|
||
and have a flying pony… I had a hard life, my mother was killed by a drug
|
||
dealer…<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Monica</b>: You're mother killed herself!<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Phoebe</b>: She was a drug dealer!<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Ross</b>: Well, anyway, it was a good thing Phoebe knew the knew him, because
|
||
(<i>menacingly</i>) I was about to do some serious damage! <br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Phoebe</b>: (<i>laughing</i>) Okay…<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Monica</b>: Well, this must've brought back some really bad memories for
|
||
you, Ross.<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Phoebe</b>: Why?<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Monica</b>: Well, Ross was mugged as a kid.<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Phoebe</b>: (<i>worried</i>) You were?<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Ross</b>: Yeah, it was pretty traumatic. I was outside St. Marc's Comics…
|
||
you know, I-I-I was just there minding my own business, you know, seeing what
|
||
kinda trouble spiderman got into that week- <br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Monica</b>: (<i>coughing</i>) Wonderwoman!<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Ross</b>: Anyway, I was heading towards this bakery, you know, to pick up
|
||
a couple of dozen Linzer torts for someone… (<i>He looks at Monica</i>)
|
||
… when outta nowhere this thug with a pipe jumps out and says: "Gimme
|
||
your money, punk!"<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Phoebe</b>: (<i>shocked</i>) Oh my god…<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Ross</b>: I know! And-and the worst part was they took my backpack which
|
||
had all the original artwork I had done for my own comic book: "Science
|
||
Boy"<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Monica</b>: Oh yeah! What was his superpower again?<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Ross</b>: A superhuman thirst for knowledge.<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Monica</b>: That's it. <br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Ross</b>: Well, I-I better get to class (<i>He stands up</i>) Are there any
|
||
more of your friends I should look out for on my way, Phoebe?<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Phoebe</b>: No… actually, you might wanna stay away from Jane street…
|
||
that's where stabby Joe works. <br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
(Ross leaves Central Perk)<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Phoebe</b>: Okay, I think we have a problem here. <br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Monica</b>: What?<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Phoebe</b>: Well, uhm, back in my mugging days, you know, I, uhm, I worked
|
||
St. Marc's Comics. <br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Monica</b>: Yeah?<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Phoebe</b>: Well, a pipe was my weapon of choice and, uhm, pre-teen comic
|
||
book nerds were my meat. <br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Monica</b>: So?<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Phoebe</b>: Well, there was this one kid who had a sticker on his backpack
|
||
that said-<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Phoebe</b> <b>and</b> <b>Monica</b>: "Geology rocks!" <br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Monica</b>: Oh my god!<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Phoebe</b>: I know… I mugged Ross! <br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
[Scene: Audition room, the producers and Lennart are waiting for Joey]<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Receptionist</b>: You're late!<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Joey</b>: (<i>entering</i>) I know, I'm sorry, but can I just have a quick
|
||
second to run to the bathroom?<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Receptionist</b>: No, Lennart doesn't wait!<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Joey</b>: But I'm bursting with u-hu!<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Lennart</b>: (<i>spotting Joey</i>) Joey! Here we go. Let's go very quickly!<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Joey</b>: Actually, I really need…<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Lennart</b>: (<i>interrupting</i>) We must go now, quickly, please.<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Joey</b>: Yes… ahahaaa (<i>He seems to be in pain</i>)<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Lennart</b>: Ready? "What the hell are you still doing here?"<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Joey</b>: (<i>walking on the spot</i>) "I think you know!" <br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Lennart</b>: "Oh, you sick bastard!"<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Joey</b>: "I am what you made me! You know what?"<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Lennart</b>: "What?"<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Joey</b>: "I could go right now." <br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Lennart</b>: "Then go, go!"<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Joey</b>: (<i>urgent</i>) "I, oh, I can't. I want to, but I can't!"<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Lennart</b>: Cut! That was good. (<i>He turns to the producers</i>) That
|
||
was very good. You did everything I asked for. <br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Joey</b>: (<i>disbelieving</i>) I did? <br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Lennart</b>: Yes. Plus… what you've got that… I don't know what
|
||
you've got going… this squirmy quality that you bring into the character
|
||
that I couldn't've even imagined. Wow, hey, here's what we gonna do: come back
|
||
tomorrow for the final callbacks with the ***, do all of this what you've got
|
||
going now, but – you know what? – more, more. Can you do that?<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Joey</b>: Sure, yeah. I don't have time to say thank you because I really
|
||
gotta go. (<i>He grabs his jacket and limps out of the room</i>)<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Lennart</b>: (<i>watching Joey leave</i>) Look at that: still in character,
|
||
I like it… I plant seeds I can't explain.<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
[Scene: Monica and Chandler's Apartment, Chander sits on the couch as Monica
|
||
and Rachel enter]<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Monica</b>: Hey!<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Chandler</b>: Hey!<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Monica</b>: What are you doing?<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Chandler</b>: Putting on the sneakers… thought I'd get into a younger
|
||
mindset, you know, to see if it sparked anything…<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Rachel</b>: Oh, anything yet?<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Chandler</b>: Yes, how's this: They're so uncomfortable it's like getting
|
||
kicked in the nuts for your feet!<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
(<i>At that moment, Joey opens the door</i>)<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Joey</b>: (<i>entering</i>) Hey!<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>All</b>: Hey! <br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
(<i>Joey heads straight for the fridge, takes all the beverage cans and is about
|
||
to leave the apartment</i>)<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Joey</b>: Probably wanna know what I'm doing…?<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Monica</b>: No, that seems about right.<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Joey</b>: Yesterday at my audition, I really had to pee, and apparently,
|
||
having to pee makes me a really good actor. I got a call-back, so I'm drinking
|
||
everything. Oh, by the way, that egg nog in our fridge was great!<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Rachel</b>: Joey, that was formula.<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Joey</b>: We gotta get more of that. (<i>He leaves the apartment</i>)<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Chandler</b>: (<i>sitting on the couch</i>) You know what… these aren't
|
||
half-bad! (<i>to Rachel</i>) You should suggest something like these to Ralph
|
||
Lauren.<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Rachel</b>: Okay, first of all, that's stupid and second of all, I'm not
|
||
allowed to talk to Ralph. <br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Chandler</b>: Alright (<i>He stands wearing the sneakers on</i>) I feel youger
|
||
already! <br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
(<i>He trips and falls hard on his back</i>)<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Chandler</b>: (<i>on the floor</i>) Yah, I think I broke my hip.<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
[Scene: Central Perk, Phoebe is there drinking coffee and Ross is about to enter]<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Phoebe</b>: (<i>spotting Ross</i>) Hey, you!<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Ross</b>: Hey!<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Phoebe</b>: Hey, how was class?<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Ross</b>: No one ever asked me that, what's wrong? <br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Phoebe</b>: Nothing, I really wanna know.<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Ross</b>: Oh… (<i>He looks positively surprised</i>) Well, uhm, there
|
||
was actually a rather lively discussion about the Pleistocene…<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Phoebe</b>: (<i>interrupting</i>) Alright, nothing is worth this. Uhm, I
|
||
have a confession to make… uhm, okay, you know, that girl that mugged you
|
||
when you were a kid…<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Ross</b>: (disbelieving) Wh-What are you talking about? It wasn't a girl.
|
||
It was this huge dude.<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Phoebe</b>: You don't have to lie anymore, Ross, I know that it was a fourteen
|
||
year-old girl.<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Ross</b>: No, it wasn't.<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Phoebe</b>: Yes, it was. <br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Ross</b>: No, it wasn't. You don't think I would've defended myself against
|
||
a fourteen year-old…<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Phoebe</b>: (<i>interrupting, pinching his year</i>) "Gimme your money,
|
||
punk!"<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Ross</b>: (<i>shocked</i>) Oh my god, it was you! I can't believe it, you…
|
||
you mugged me? <br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Phoebe</b>: (<i>apologetic</i>) Yeah, and I'm so, so sorry, Ross, I'm sorry,
|
||
but, you know, if you think about it, it's kinda neat. (<i>She smiles at him,
|
||
but he doesn't understand</i>) I mean, well, it's just that I I've always felt
|
||
kinda like an outsider, you know, the rest of you have these connections that
|
||
go way back and, you know, now, you and I have… have a great one! <br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Ross</b>: It's not the best!<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Phoebe</b>: I know, I'm sorry, please forgive me. I don't know what to say…<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Ross</b>: (indignant) There's nothing you can say. That was the most humiliating
|
||
thing that ever happened to me. <br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Phoebe</b>: Really? Even more humiliating than…<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Ross</b>: (<i>interrupting</i>) Hey, let's not do this! <br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
(<i>He picks up his briefcase and walks out of the door, leaving Phoebe behind</i>)<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
[Scene: Chandler's new workplace, we are witnessing a presentation of a fellow
|
||
intern]<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Intern</b>: … and then, at the end of the commercial, the girls get
|
||
out of the hut tub and start making out with each other!<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Boss</b>: (<i>ironic</i>) That's interesting! Just one thought: You didn't
|
||
mention the shoes. Who's next? (C<i>h</i>andler <i>raises his hand</i>) Chander…<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Chandler</b>: Okay… (<i>He stands up</i>) You start on the image of
|
||
a guy putting on the shoes. He's about my age…<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Intern</b>: (snorting) Your age?<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Chandler</b>: A-huh. So he's rolling down the street and he starts to lose
|
||
control, you know… maybe he falls… maybe hurts himself. Just then,
|
||
a kid comes flying by wearing the shoes. He jumps over the old guy and laughs,
|
||
and the line reads: "Not suitable for adults!" <br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Boss</b>: Chandler, that's great! <br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Chandler</b>: Oh, thank you, sir… or man-who's-two-years-younger-than-me
|
||
(<i>He sits down again</i>)<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Boss</b>: You see? That has a clear selling point. It appeals to our key
|
||
demographic, it's…. (<i>enthusiastic</i>) You did you come up with that?<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Chandler</b>: (over-enthusiastic) I don't know, I don' I don' know! I was
|
||
just trying to get into a young mindset, you know, and it just started to flow.<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Boss</b>: That is great. Good work!<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Chandler</b>. Thank you. <br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Boss</b>: See all of you tomorrow. (<i>He leaves</i>)<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
(Chandler stands up and walks out the room with a cane)<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Chandler</b>: The cold weather hurts my hip!<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
[Scene: Central Perk, Ross sits in a chair as Phoebe enters]<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Phoebe</b>: Hey, Ross! (<i>He lowers his newspaper and scowls at her</i>)
|
||
I know you're still mad at me, but can I just talk to you for a second? <br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Ross</b>: Sure, go ahead. Whoops, sorry, sure, go ahead. (<i>He raises his
|
||
hands as if being mugged</i>)<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Phoebe</b>: I just really wanted to apologize again and… and also show
|
||
you something I think you'll find very exciting. <br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
(She puts a box on her lap, labelled "crap from the street") <br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Ross</b>: (<i>faking enthusiasm</i>) Oh my god, crap from the street? (<i>She
|
||
smiles excitedly, but Ross just turns back to his newspaper</i>) <br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Phoebe</b>: Look, Ross, in this box are all the things I got from mugging
|
||
that I thought were too special to sell… or smoke. (<i>Ross looks at her
|
||
in astonishment</i>) Anyway, I was looking through it and I found "Science
|
||
Boy" (<i>She holds up some sheets of paper</i> <i>and hands them to Ross</i>)<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Ross</b>: Oh my god. (<i>He sighs</i>) I never thought I'd see this again.
|
||
(<i>He browses trough the pages</i>) It's all here. What made you save it all
|
||
these years? <br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Phoebe</b>: I can't say, I just thought it was really good… and…
|
||
maybe would be worth something some day. <br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Ross</b>: You really thought "Science Boy" was worth saving! <br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Phoebe</b>: Yeah… but you should know, I also have a jar of vaseline
|
||
and a cat skull in here. <br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Ross</b>: Still… this is amazing… Oh my god, thank you, Phoebe.
|
||
<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Phoebe</b>: You're welcome. And thank you for "Science Boy". I
|
||
learned a lot from him <br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Ross</b>: You're welcome. <br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
[Scene: Audition room, Joey and Lennart are rehearsing]<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Joey</b>: (<i>hoping frantically on the spot, screaming</i>) "I need
|
||
an answer!"<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Lennart</b>: "I-I-I can't tell you somethin' I don't know."<br>
|
||
<br>
|
||
<b>Joey</b>: "You know!"<br>
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<br>
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<b>Lennart</b>: "I don't know!"<br>
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<br>
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<b>Joey</b>: "I need an answer now!" <br>
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<br>
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<b>Lennart</b>: "Alright, here, you want an answer… the answer…
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is…"<br>
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<br>
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(<i>He pauses while Joey struggles to avoid wetting his pants</i>) <br>
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<br>
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<b>Joey</b>: (<i>screaming</i>) Oh!<br>
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<br>
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<b>Lennart</b>: "She never loved me, she only loved you."<br>
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<br>
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<b>Joey</b>: "You knew this all along and you never told me? You never
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told me? I can never forgive you, I can never forgive myself, I have nothing
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to live for – Bang – End Scene!"<br>
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<br>
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<b>Lennart</b>: Absolutely amazing! (<i>The producers applaud Joey</i>) The
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part is yours. <br>
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<br>
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<b>Joey</b>: (<i>in pain</i>) Oh thanks, thanks! Now, I really have to get…<br>
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<br>
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<b>Lennart</b>: Wa-wa-wa-wait! Congratulations! You did it! You did it! (<i>He
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hugs Joey</i>) You can relax now. Yeah.<br>
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<br>
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(<i>Joey relaxes and wets his pants while hugging Lennart</i>)<br>
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<br>
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<b>
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<center>
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Closing Credits<br>
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<br>
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</center>
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</b>
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<p align="left">[Scene: Monica and Chandler's Apartment, Monica sits at the table
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reading the mail]<br>
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<br>
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<b>Monica</b>: Wow, that's a big cable bill! Huh, you don't have a job, but
|
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you have no problem ordering porn… on a Saturday afternoon?! (<i>shocked</i>)
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I was in the house! <br>
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<br>
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<b>Ross</b>: (<i>entering</i>) Hey, uhm, Phoebe didn't by any chance mention
|
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that…<br>
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<br>
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<b>Monica</b>: … that she was the huge guy that mugged you? Yah. <br>
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<br>
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<b>Ross</b>: I see. You didn't happen to tell…<br>
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<br>
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<b>Monica</b>: … everybody we know? Yeah.<br>
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<br>
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<b>Ross</b>: Great. Thanks! (<i>He leaves</i>)<br>
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<br>
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</p><center>
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<b>End</b><br>
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