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Thanks. | |
I can't believe this! This is like the worst night ever! | |
Y'know Monica you had a minor setback in your relationship with Chandler. Big deal! It's only Chandler. I am | |
This is crazy! I mean, it's such a stupid argument. I don't even wanna see Richard again. | |
So go fix it! | |
Go find Chandler! | |
He's probably up in your room! | |
Tell him that you're sorry and that you love him. | |
Y'know what? You're right Phoebe. You're right. Thank you! | |
Sure! Yeah! Las Vegas, number one! | |
Anybody lose this? | |
Comin' out. Place your bet. Dice are out. Double or nothin'! Pay the front line! | |
Hmm. | |
Do you remember where the duck food is? | |
Yeah, it’s in the guys’ apartment under the sink. Why? | |
Because I’m going to London. | |
What?! What do you mean you’re going to London? | |
Yeah, I have to tell Ross that I love him. | |
Now honey, you take care, you don’t have those babies until I get back. | |
I—Rachel, you can’t go! Ross loves Emily! | |
Yeah, I know, I know, I know he does. | |
But I have to tell him how I feel! | |
He deserves to have all the information and then he can make an informed decision. | |
That’s not why you’re going! | |
You’re going because you hope he’s gonna say, "Yeah, I love you too, Rach. | |
Forget that British chippy." | |
Ohh—Do you think he will?! | |
No! | |
Because he’s in love with the British chippy! | |
Look, Rachel, if you go, you’re just gonna mess with his head and ruin his wedding! | |
Y’know, it’s too late! | |
You missed you’re chance! | |
I’m sorry, I know this must be really hard, it’s over. | |
Y’know what? No. It’s not over until someone says, "I do." | |
I do! I do! I do! I do! Ugh, like I can really chase you. I’m carrying a litter. | |
So is everybody here? | |
I got here a little early myself. | |
Let us begin. | |
Now, the hydrosaurids have been unearthed in two main locations. | |
Here. | |
Here. | |
Now as for the hydrosaurs | |
Well, so anyway Beth, what I’m saying is I should’ve considered your feelings before I went home with you that night. | |
I’ve ah, I’ve recently learned what’s it like to be on your side of it, and I’m sorry. | |
So, do you think you can forgive me? | |
Great. | |
Thanks. | |
Okay, bye. | |
Hello, Jennifer? | |
Oh hi, Mrs. Loreo, is Jennifer there? | |
Oh, she’s not home huh? | |
Well ah, actually I kinda need to talk to you too. | |
Hey! | |
Hi. | |
Are you all right? | |
Uhh… I think I just got engaged. | |
Oh my God! He did it? | |
Well…did you know he was gonna ask me? | |
Are you kidding? | |
I’m like the one who talked him into it. | |
I like to think of myself as the puppet master of the group. | |
And you really think this is a good idea? | |
I just talked him into it, don’t tell me I have to do you too. The puppet master gets tired people. | |
I just don’t know! It just doesn’t feel right. | |
Why?! You two are so meant to be together, everybody thinks so. | |
Really?! Even Ross? | |
Especially Ross! | |
Oh uh, hey Pheebs. Uh y’know what? I’ll-I’ll come back later. | |
Wow! Kind of uh, kind of a full house here. I’ll guess just…I’ll come back. | |
There he goes, your fiancée. | |
I guess so. | |
Although he does play with himself in his sleep. | |
I can’t say that I’m surprised. | |
Oh, that is so unfortunate. | |
What? | |
Cute naked guy is really starting to put on weight. | |
Okay, I’ll be back in just a minute. Oh, Phoebe I’m sorry that I left lipstick marks on the phone. | |
You didn’t leave lipstick marks on the phone. | |
Oh, then it must’ve been you. Bye. | |
Bye-bye! That’s why I moved out. | |
Hey, y'know while we’re on that, when are you gonna tell my sister that you don’t live here anymore. | |
I think on some levels she already knows. | |
Night Mon. Night Julio. | |
Adiós. | |
Look Julio, someone left their book here. | |
Ah actually, that is mine. | |
Oh yeah, what are you reading? | |
Flowers of Evil, by Beaudalire. Have you read it? | |
Have I read it? No, are you enjoying it? | |
I thought I would, but the translation's no good. | |
Your a poet and don't know it. | |
Actually I ah, I am a poet. | |
Oh, then you do know it. So um what kind of things do you write about? | |
Things that move me. The, the shadow of a tree, a child laughing, or this lip. | |
Mine? Right here? | |
I can write an epic poem about this lip. | |
How would that go? Well, it didn't rhyme, but I liked it. | |
Last stop, Montreal. This stop is Montreal. | |
What? | |
I made a bet with myself that you have beautiful eyes. Now that I see them, I win. |