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<h1 align="center">The One Where Ross Finds Out</h1>
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<p>Written by: Michael Borkow<br>
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Transcribed by: <a href="http://www.livesinabox.com/friends/season2/josh.html">Josh Hodge</a><br>
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With Minor Adjustments by: <a href="mailto:Ericaasen1@aol.com">Eric Aasen</a></p>
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<hr>
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<p align="left">[Scene: Monica and Rachel's apartment. Everyone is sitting at the couches,
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Chandler enters.]</p>
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<p>Chandler: Okay, what is it about me? Do I not look fun enough? Is there something. . .
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repellent. . . about me?</p>
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<p>Rachel: So, how was the party?</p>
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<p>Chandler: Well it couldn't have been worse. A woman literally passed <b>through</b> me.
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Okay, so what is it, am I hideously unattractive?</p>
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<p>Phoebe: No, you are not, you are very attractive. You know what, I go through the exact
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same thing. Every time I put on a little weight, I start questioning everything.</p>
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<p>Chandler: Woah, woah, I've put on a little weight?</p>
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<p>Phoebe: No, not weight... y'know, more like insulation.</p>
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<p>Monica: Chandler, I'm unemployed and in dire need of a project. Ya wanna work out? I
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can remake you.</p>
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<p>Chandler: Oh, you know, I would, but that might get in the way of my lying around time.</p>
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<p>Monica: Please.</p>
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<p>All: C'mon. Let her. Yeah.</p>
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<p>Chandler: All right, Okay, all right. But if we put on spandex and my boobs are bigger
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than yours, I'm goin' home.</p>
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<p>Phoebe: Your boobs are fine. look, I never should have said anything. Come here. Come
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here. (hugs Chandler but holds her hands apart behind his back) Oh, can't make....
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hands... meet....</p>
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<p align="center"><strong>Opening Credits</strong></p>
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<p>[Scene: The Hallway, Chandler comes out wearing spandex, jogging in place. Monica is
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there.]</p>
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<p>Chandler: Okay, let's do it. (Monica looks at him funny) What?</p>
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<p>Monica: Nothing, just never seen you in little stretchy pants before.</p>
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<p>Chandler: And we're changing. (jogs back in his apartment)</p>
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<p>[Cut to the city street. Monica and Chandler are jogging. Chandler is lagging behind so
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he hops in a cab and takes off, leaving Monica behind]</p>
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<p>[Scene: Chandler and Joey's, Chandler is doing sit-ups.]</p>
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<p>Monica: C'mon give me five more. Five more.</p>
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<p>Chandler: (weakly) No.</p>
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<p>Monica: Five more and I'll flash you.</p>
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<p>Chandler: One. . . two. . . two and a half. Okay, just show me one of them.</p>
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<p>[Scene: Central Perk, Chandler and Joey are sitting on the couch. Rachel is working.]</p>
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<p>Chandler: (slowly lifts coffee cup to his mouth) Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow. (slowly
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sets the cup back down) Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow. (Joey intercepts the cup and puts it down for
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him). She's insane, the woman is insane. It's before work, it's after work, it's during
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work. She's got me doing butt clenches at my desk. And now, they won't bring me my mail
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anymore.</p>
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<p>(Phoebe enters.)</p>
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<p>Rachel: Hey Pheebs, how'd it go with Scott last night?</p>
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<p>Phoebe: Oh, um, it was nice. Took him to a romantic restaurant, ordered champagne,
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nice.</p>
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<p>Joey: The guy still won't put out, huh?</p>
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<p>Phoebe: Nope. Zilch, nothin', uh-uh.</p>
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<p>All: Sorry Pheebs.</p>
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<p>Phoebe: look, I, y'know, I don't mind taking it slow, I like him a lot, y'know he's
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really interesting and he's really sweet and why won't he give it up?</p>
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<p>Joey: Maybe he, uhh... drives his car on the other side of the road, if ya know what I
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mean.</p>
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<p>Phoebe: No, whad'ya mean? He's not British.</p>
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<p>Joey: Maybe he's. . . gay.</p>
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<p>Phoebe: Oohh, um, no, I don't think that's the problem. 'Cause we went, um, dancing the
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other night and the way he held me so close, and the way he was looking into my eyes I
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just like... definitely felt something.</p>
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<p>Rachel: Yeah, but how much can you tell from a look?</p>
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<p>Phoebe: No, I felt it on my hip. You could tell.</p>
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<p>(Monica enters.)</p>
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<p>Monica: (to Chandler) Yo, Bing. Racquetball in 15 minutes.</p>
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<p>Chandler: Joey, be a pal. Lift up my hand and smack her with it.</p>
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<p>Phoebe: (seeing Ross kissing Julie outside the window) Ooh, oh, Rachel, don't look.</p>
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<p>Rachel: What? (looks, feigns indifference) C'mon you guys, I don't care, I have a date
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tonight.</p>
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<p>Joey: Woah, woah, woah, you have a date?</p>
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<p>Rachel: Yeah, Monica's settin' me up.</p>
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<p>Joey: But uh, uh, what about uh, Ross and uh. . .</p>
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<p>Rachel: Oh what, my whole insane jealousy thing? Well, y'know, as much fun as that was,
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I've decided to opt for sanity.</p>
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<p>Chandler: So you really Okay about all this?</p>
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<p>Rachel: Oh yeah, c'mon, I'm movin' on. He can press her up against that window as much
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as he wants. For all I care, he can throw her through the damn thing.</p>
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<p>(Ross and Julie enter.)</p>
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<p>Ross: Hi guys.</p>
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<p>All: Hey.</p>
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<p>Ross: Oh, Monica, I figured I'd come by tomorrow morning and pick up Fluffy's old cat
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toy, Okay?</p>
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<p>Monica: Only if you say his full name.</p>
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<p>Ross: (reluctantly) Can I come over tomorrow and pick up Fluffy Meowington's cat toy.</p>
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<p>Monica: All right.</p>
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<p>Joey: (to Ross) You're getting a cat?</p>
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<p>Ross: Uh, actually, we're getting a cat.</p>
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<p>Rachel: Together?</p>
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<p>Ross: Uh huh.</p>
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<p>Rachel: Both of you?</p>
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<p>Ross: Yep.</p>
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<p>Rachel: Together.</p>
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<p>Julie: Yeah, we figure it'll live with Ross half the time, and with me half the time.</p>
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<p>Rachel: Ohh, well, isn't that just lovely. That's something the two of you will be able
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to enjoy for a really, really, really, really, really long time.</p>
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<p>Ross: Hopefully.</p>
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<p>Rachel: Well. (looks at watch) Woah, look at that! I gotta go, I gotta date. With a
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man. Um, Okay, you guys have a really, uh, have a really good night and you two have a,
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uh, have a, uh, really good cat. (she leaves carrying her tray then comes back in) Okay,
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we're not supposed to take these when we leave.</p>
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<p>[Scene: A Restaurant, Rachel is on her date with Michael.]</p>
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<p>Michael: I don't know if Monica told you but this is the first date I've gone on since
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my divorce so, if I seem a little nervous, I am.</p>
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<p>Rachel: (distracted) How long do cats live?</p>
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<p>Michael: (confused) I'm sorry?</p>
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<p>Rachel: Cats, how long do they live figuring you don't... y'know, throw 'em under a bus
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or something?</p>
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<p>Michael: Um, maybe 15, 16 years.</p>
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<p>Rachel: That's just great. (she picks up her champagne and starts drinking)</p>
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<p>Michael: Um, cheers.</p>
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<p>Rachel: Oh, right, clink. (downs her glass)</p>
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<p>Michael: Monica told you I was cuter that this, didn't she?</p>
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<p>Rachel: Oh, no, Michael, it's not you. I'm sorry, it's just, it's this thing. It's
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probably not as bad as it sounds but this friend of mine is, is getting a cat with his
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girlfriend.</p>
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<p>Michael: Oh, that does sound. . .Ahh.</p>
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<p>Rachel: I mean he just started going out with her.</p>
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<p>Michael: Is this guy, uhh, an old boyfriend?</p>
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<p>Rachel: Ah, hah-hah-hah-ho, yeah, he wishes. Oh, I'm sorry, look at me. Okay, Michael,
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let's talk about you. </p>
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<p>Michael: All right.</p>
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<p>Rachel: Okay, Okay. So, you ever get a pet with a girlfriend?</p>
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<p>[Scene: Central Perk, Phoebe and Joey are sitting on the couch.]</p>
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<p>Phoebe: So, I figured it out.</p>
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<p>Joey: What?</p>
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<p>Phoebe: Why Scott doesn't want to sleep with me. It's 'cause I'm not sexy enough.</p>
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<p>Joey: Phoebe, that's crazy. When I first met you, you know what I said to Chandler? I
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said, "Excellent butt, great rack."</p>
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<p>Phoebe: Really? That's so sweet. I mean, I'm officially offended but, sweet.</p>
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<p>Joey: Pheebs look, if you want to know what the deal is, you're just gonna have to ask
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him.</p>
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<p>Phoebe: You're right, you're right. Ah, you are so yumm. (they hug)</p>
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<p>(Outside the window, Monica and Chandler jog up. Monica playfully pushes him. They
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start pushing and slapping harder and harder until Monica pushes him down. Chandler stands
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up, with a serious expression, and chases her away.)</p>
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<p>[Scene: A Restaurant, Rachel pours the last of the champagne bottle in her glass.]</p>
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<p>Rachel: (obviously drunk) I mean, it's a cat, y'know, it's a <b>cat</b>. Why can't they
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get one of those bugs, y'know, one of those fruit flies, those things that live for like a
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day or something? (belligerently) What're they called, what're they called, what're they
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called?</p>
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<p>Michael: Fruit flies?</p>
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<p>Rachel: Yes! Thank you.</p>
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<p>(The waiter comes to the table.)</p>
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<p>Waiter: So, would you like any dessert?</p>
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<p>Michael: No! No dessert, just a check, please.</p>
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<p>Rachel: Oh, you're not having fun, are you?</p>
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<p>Michael: No, no, I am, but only because for the last hour and a half I've been playing
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the movie <i>Diner</i> in my head.</p>
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<p>Rachel: Oh, Look at me, Look at me. Oh, I'm on a date with a really great guy, all I
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can think about is Ross and his cat and his... Julie. I just want to get over him. gosh,
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why can't I do that?</p>
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<p>Michael: Oy. Look, I've been through a divorce, trust me you're gonna be fine. You just
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can't see it now because you haven't had any closure.</p>
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<p>Rachel: Yeah! Closure. That's what it is, that's what I need. God, you're brilliant!
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Why didn't I think of that? How do I get that?</p>
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<p>Michael: Well, you know, there's no one way really, it's just, you know, whatever it
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takes so that you can finally say to him, "I'm over you."</p>
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<p>Rachel: Closure, that's what it is. Closure. (she Looks around the restaurant, spotting
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a guy with a cellular phone) Hello, excuse me. Excuse me, hel<65>woo (she almost falls
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out of her chair)</p>
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<p>Guy: Hang on.</p>
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<p>Rachel: Hello, excuse me.</p>
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<p>Guy: What.</p>
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<p>Rachel: Hi, I'm sorry, I need to borrow your phone for just one minute.</p>
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<p>Guy: I'm talkin'!</p>
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<p>Rachel: I can see that. I<>just one phone call, I'll be very quick, I'll even pay
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for it myself. (man is still reluctant) Okay, you're bein' a little weird about your
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phone.</p>
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<p>Guy: All right, fine. (on the phone) I'll call you back. (hands the phone to her)</p>
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<p>Rachel: Thank you. Okay. (dials) (to Michael) Machine. Just waiting for the beep.</p>
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<p>Michael: Good.</p>
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<p>Rachel: (on phone) Ross, hi, it's Rachel. I'm just calling to say that um, everything's
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fine and I'm really happy for you and your cat who, by the way, I think you should name
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Michael. And, you know, ya see there I'm thinking of names so obviously, I am over you. I
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am over you and that, my friend, is what they call closure. (hangs up and tosses phone in
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the ice bucket)</p>
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<p align="center"><strong>Commercial Break</strong></p>
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<p>[Scene: Chandler and Joey's, Chandler is answering the door in his robe.]</p>
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<p>Chandler: No, no, no, no, no, no (opens door to Monica) No. Monica, it's Sunday
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morning. I'm not running on a Sunday.</p>
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<p>Monica: Why not?</p>
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<p>Chandler: Because it's Sunday. It's God's day.</p>
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<p>Monica: Okay, if you say stop, then we stop.</p>
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<p>Chandler: Okay, stop.</p>
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<p>Monica: No, c'mon, we can't stop, c'mon, we've got three more pounds to go. I am the
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energy train and you are on board. Woo-woo, woo-woo, woo-woo (Chandler walks out of the
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apartment, leaving Monica) Woo.</p>
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<p>[Scene: Rachel and Monica's, Rachel is taking aspirin.]</p>
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<p>Ross: (entering) Hey Rach.</p>
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<p>Rachel: Ahhhh.</p>
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<p>Ross: Oh. And how was the date? </p>
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<p>Rachel: Umm, I think there was a restaurant... I know there was wine. . .</p>
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<p>(Rachel looks at Ross as though she remembers something, but can't place what it is.)</p>
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<p>Ross: Wow, well uh, uh, actually, Julie's downstairs getting a cab, I just need the cat
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toy, did Monica say. . . What? Why, why are you looking at me like that?</p>
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<p>Rachel: I don't know, I, I feel like I had a dream about you last night but I, I don't
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remember.</p>
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<p>Ross: Okay. Oh, oh, oh. (runs over and picks up the cat toy)</p>
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<p>Rachel: Did we speak on the phone last night? Did you call me?</p>
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<p>Ross: No, I stayed at Julie's last night.</p>
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<p>Rachel: Huh.</p>
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<p>Ross: Oh, actually I haven't even been home yet. Do you mind if I check my messages?</p>
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<p>Rachel: Oh yeah, go ahead. (Rachel walks in her room. Ross picks up the phone and dials
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his machine to check his messages.)</p>
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<p>Ross: Rach, I got a message from you. (pauses) Who's Michael?</p>
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<p>(Rachel comes out of her room, suddenly she remembers leaving the message.)</p>
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<p>Rachel: Oh my God. Oh my God Ross, no, hang up the phone, give me the phone Ross, give
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me the phone, give me the phone, give me the. . . (jumps the couch and lands on Ross's
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back, finally getting the phone from him. Ross has a confused expression on his face.)</p>
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<p>Ross: You're over me?</p>
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<p>Rachel: Ohhhhhhhh God. (climbs off his back)</p>
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<p>Ross: Wha... you're uh, you're, you're over me?</p>
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<p>Rachel: Ohh, ohh.</p>
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<p>Ross: When, when were you... under me? Rach. Rachel do you, I mean, were you, uh. . .
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What?</p>
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<p>Rachel: Ohh, Okay, Okay, Okay, well, basically, lately, I've uh, I've uh, sort of had
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feelings for you.</p>
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<p>Ross: You've had feelings for me?</p>
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<p>Rachel: Yeah, what, so? You had feelings for me first.</p>
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<p>Ross: Woah. Huh. You know about my, I mean, you know I had... you know?</p>
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<p>Rachel: Chandler told me.</p>
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<p>Ross: Chandler. When did he... when did he... when did he?</p>
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<p>Rachel: When you were in China.</p>
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<p>Ross: China.</p>
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<p>Rachel: Meeting Julie.</p>
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<p>Ross: Julie. Julie. That. Oh God. Julie, right. Okay, I need to lie down. No, ya know,
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I'm gonna stand. I'm gonna stand, I'm gonna walk, I'm walkin' and I am standing. Okay so
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you uh, and now wha... and now, now, now you're over me?</p>
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<p>Rachel: Are you over me?</p>
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<p>(A moment of silence.) </p>
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<p>Ross: (doorbell buzzes) That's, that's Julie. Ju... Julie, Julie. (talks on intercom)
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Hi Julie.</p>
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<p>Julie: (over intercom) Hi honey, I've got a cab waiting.</p>
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<p>Ross: (perky) I'll be right down.</p>
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<p>Rachel: Wait, so, you're going?</p>
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<p>Ross: Well, Okay, I uh, I have to. I can't deal with this right now. I mean, I've uh,
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y'know, I've got a cab, I've got a girlfriend, I'm... I'm gonna go get a cat.</p>
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<p>Rachel: Okay, Okay.</p>
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<p>Ross: Cat. (leaves)</p>
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<p>[Scene: Chandler and Joey's, Joey is watching a rabbi play an electric guitar on TV.]</p>
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<p>Phoebe: (entering) Hey Joey.</p>
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<p>Joey: Hey Pheebs.</p>
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<p>Phoebe: How come you're watching a rabbi play electric guitar?</p>
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<p>Joey: I can't find the remote. (Phoebe turns off the TV) Thank you.</p>
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<p>Phoebe: So, Scott asked me to come over for lunch today and I did.</p>
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<p>Joey: And?</p>
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<p>Phoebe: And we did.</p>
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<p>Joey: All right Pheebs, way to go.</p>
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<p>Phoebe: Yay me.</p>
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<p>Joey: So, so how did it happen?</p>
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<p>Phoebe: Well, I finally took your advice and asked him what was going on.</p>
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<p>Joey: And what did he say?</p>
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<p>Phoebe: He said that, um, he understands how sex can be like, a very emotional thing
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for a woman and he was just afraid that I was gonna get all, y'know, like, 'ohh, is he
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gonna call me the next day' and, y'know, 'where is this going' and, ya know,
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blah-la-la-la-la. So he said he wanted to hold off until he was prepared to be really
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serious.</p>
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<p>Joey: Wow.</p>
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<p>Phoebe: Yeah, so I said, "Okay, relax please," y'know, I mean, sex can be
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just about two people right there in the moment, y'know, it's, if he wants to see me again
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he can call and if not, that's fine too. So after a looooot of talking. . . I convinced
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him.</p>
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<p>Joey: Let me get this straight. He got you to beg to sleep with him, he got you to say
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he never has to call you again, and he got you thinking this was a great idea.</p>
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<p>Phoebe: Um-hum.</p>
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<p>Joey: This man is my God.</p>
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<p>[Scene: Central Perk, Rachel is closing up and Ross comes in.]</p>
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<p>Rachel: Hi.</p>
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<p>Ross: I didn't get a cat.</p>
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<p>Rachel: Oh, that's um, interesting.</p>
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<p>Ross: No, no it's not interesting. Okay, it's very, very not interesting. In fact it's
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actually 100 percent completely opposite of interesting.</p>
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<p>Rachel: All right, I got it Ross.</p>
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<p>Ross: You had no right to tell me you ever had feelings for me.</p>
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<p>Rachel: (hurt) What?</p>
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<p>Ross: I was doing great with Julie before I found out about you.</p>
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<p>Rachel: Hey, I was doin' great before I found out about you. You think it's easy for me
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to see you with Julie?</p>
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<p>Ross: Then you should have said something before I met her.</p>
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<p>Rachel: I didn't know then. And how come you never said anything to me.</p>
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<p>Ross: There was never a good time.</p>
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<p>Rachel: Right, you, you only had a year. We only hung out every night.</p>
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<p>Ross: Not, not, not <b>every night</b>. You know, and... and it's not like I didn't
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try, Rachel, but things got in the way, y'know? Like, like Italian guys or ex-fianc<6E>s or,
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or, or Italian guys.</p>
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<p>Rachel: Hey, there was one Italian guy, Okay, and do you even have a point?</p>
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<p>Ross: The point is I... I don't need this right now, Okay. It, it's too late, I'm with
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somebody else, I'm happy. This ship has sailed.</p>
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<p>Rachel: Yeah, what're you saying, you just sort of put away feelings or whatever the
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hell it was you felt for me?</p>
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<p>Ross: Hey, I've been doin' it since the ninth grade, I've gotten pretty damn good at
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it.</p>
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<p>Rachel: All right, fine, you go ahead and you do that, all right Ross.</p>
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<p>Ross: Fine.</p>
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<p>Rachel: 'Cause I don't need your stupid ship.</p>
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<p>Ross: Good.</p>
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<p>Rachel: Good. (Ross leaves) </p>
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<p>(Rachel gets up and opens the door, yelling after him.)</p>
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<p align="left">Rachel: And ya know what, now I've got closure.</p>
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<p>(Rachel slams the door and locks it. She sits down, visibly upset. She puts her head in
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her hands and begins to cry. Ross comes back and is standing outside the window. When
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Rachel regroups and gets back up to finish closing, she sees him. She smiles. She goes to
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open the door and can't get the lock undone.)</p>
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<p>Ross: Try the bottom one.</p>
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<p>(She opens the door and they kiss.)</p>
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<p align="center"><strong>Closing Credits</strong></p>
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<p>[Scene: Chandler and Joey's, Chandler answers the door to find Monica.]</p>
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<p>Chandler: Monica, it's 6:30 in the morning. We're not working out, it's over.</p>
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<p>Monica: No way, with one pound to go, c'mon. We're workin', we're movin', we're in the
|
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zone we're groovin'.</p>
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<p>Chandler: Okay, I don't, I don't mind the last pound. Okay, in fact I kind of like the
|
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last pound. Okay, so don't make me do anything that I'll regret.</p>
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<p>Monica: Ooh, what'cha gonna do, fat boy, huh? What?</p>
|
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|
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<p>Chandler: Nothing, except tell you, uh, I think it's wonderful how much energy you
|
||
have.</p>
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<p>Monica: Well, thanks.</p>
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<p>Chandler: I mean, especially considering how tough it's been for you to find work.</p>
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<p>Monica: Well, you know.</p>
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<p>Chandler: You know, I mean, you can't tell your parents you were fired because they'd
|
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be disappointed.</p>
|
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|
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<p>Monica: (sad) Uh-huh.</p>
|
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|
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<p>Chandler: And it's not as if you have a boyfriend's shoulder to cry on.</p>
|
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|
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<p>Monica: Well no, but um.</p>
|
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|
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<p>Chandler: I mean, if it were me, I think I'd have difficulty just getting out of bed at
|
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all.</p>
|
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<p>Monica: Y'know, I try to stay positive. . .</p>
|
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<p>Chandler: So, you feel like goin' for a run?</p>
|
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<p>Monica: All right.</p>
|
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|
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<p>Chandler: Because, you know, you don't have to. If you want, you could just take a nap
|
||
right here.</p>
|
||
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<p>Monica: Okay. Just for a little while.</p>
|
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<p>Chandler: Okay. (Puts an afghan over her and dances into his room)</p>
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