TEXT: [Scene: Monica and Rachel's, Chandler, Monica, Phoebe, and Joey are there.] Chandler: Wait a minute, wait. You're telling me this actress person is the only woman you ever wanted who didn't want you back?! Joey: Yeah! Oh my God! (to Chandler) Is this what it's like to be you? Monica: Wow, you're really crazy about her, huh? Joey: Oh, you have no idea. And-and when we're on stage I get to-to kiss her and-and touch her, but then she goes home with the director, and it's like somebody's ripping out my heart! Phoebe: Oh, it's so great to see you feeling like this! Ross: (entering) Hey! All: Hey! Ross: Monica, uh Dad called this morning and ah, Aunt Silvia passed away. Monica: Yes!! Yes! Yeah, yeah, yeah! Ross: We were all pretty shaken up about it. Phoebe: Wait, am I missing something though? 'Cause I thought death was something that's supposed to be sad, in a way. Ross: Well ah, Aunt Silvia was, well not a nice person. Monica: Oh, she was a cruel, cranky, old bitch! (Ross gives her a look) (to Ross) And I'm sorry she died. Did Dad say I get the dollhouse? Ross: You get the dollhouse. Monica: I get the dollhouse! Phoebe: Wow, a house for dolls, that is so cool! When I was kid, I had a barrel. Joey: Uh, Pheebs, you had a barrel for a dollhouse? Phoebe: No, just a barrel. Monica: Y'know what, you can play with my dollhouse. Phoebe: Really?! Really?! Monica: Any time you want. Y'know, when I was younger, all I wanted to do was to play with this dollhouse, but no!! It was to be looked at, but never played with. Chandler: My Grandmother used to say that exact same thing to me
SUMMARY:
Rachel regrets arranging a date for Chandler and her boss, Joanna. Joey's interest in Kate intensifies after they sleep together, but her relationship with the play's director complicates matters. Monica's aunt dies, leaving her a beautiful antique dollhouse. Monica invites Phoebe, who never had a dollhouse, to help her set it up, but gets upset with Phoebe's creative embellishments. Phoebe gets angry and brings over her homemade dollhouse, which meets a sad end.