917 - TOW The Memorial Service

Mar 31, 2003, 12:30 PM ET6 posts by 2 postersalt.tv.friends
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Stephan Hoffmeisteralt.tv.friends

Hi there!

Here's the transcript of 917 that Eleonora, Pheeboh and Vanessa wrote together. I post it here so Google gets it into it's archive.

You can get the HTML-version of it here: http://www.shonet.de/917.zip

Oh, and I've also converted the transcript of 916 that Coffee Mug found on http://ragingwind.net/friends/scripts/916.txt and put it there, too: http://www.shonet.de/916.zip

Well then, here we go:

S P O I L E R

S P A C E S

S P O I L E R

S P A C E S

                      Friends
                917 - The One With The Memorial Service
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         Aired: 3/13/2003
   Teleplay by: Brian Buckner & Sebastian Jones
      Story by: Robert Carlock
   Directed by: Gary Halvorson
Transcribed by: Eleonora, Pheeboh and Vanessa
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[Scene: Ross' apartment , Chandler and Joey enter]

Chandler: Hey! Ready to go?

Ross: Oh yeah, let me just finish this.

    Joey: Hey Ross, check this out! (he tries to spin a basketball on his
          fingertip but he throws it against a table) yeah, I can't do that!

Chandler: What are you doin'?

    Ross: Have you seen this? It's a new alumni website for college! It's
          cool! You can post messages for people, let everyone know what
          you're up to.

Chandler: Great, a faster way to tell people that I'm unemployed and childless.

    Ross: It's actually kinda interesting to find out what people are
          doing... remember Andrea Rich?

Chandler: The tall girl who wouldn't sleep with you?

    Ross: Uh uh... well, her Internet Company went under and she lost an
          ear in a boating accident...

Chandler: Bet she'd sleep with you now...

Ross: No... I already e-mailed her.

Chandler: Let me see what you wrote about yourself: "Doctor Paleontology,
          two kids... " (pause) You split with Carol because you have
          different interests?... I think you split with Carol because
          you've one very similar interest!
    Ross: You know what? I'm gonna finish this later, ok? Let me just
          grab my coat.

Joey: Hey! (he throws the basketball against a table again)

    Ross: (he picks up the ball) What do you think you learnt how to do in
          the last two minutes?? (he enters another room)
Chandler: Maybe we finish this for him! (he sits down on the sofa and he
          starts typing on Ross' computer) "Also I cloned a dinosaur in my
          lab. She's now my girlfriend. I don't care what society says.
          It's the best sex I've ever had"... aaand SEND!
    Joey: (he stops Chandler from posting the message) No, no, no... what
          do... you can't do that to him!

Ross: (he comes back) Alright, let's go!

Joey: Dude! (he opens his arms to receive the ball from Ross' hands)

    Ross: I think you made it clear you cannot be trusted with the ball
          inside the house!

Joey: (after Ross leaves the room) aaand SEND! (he hits the send button)

*Opening credits*

[Scene: Joey and Rachel's apartment]

Rachel: Hey! How was basketball?

    Joey: Oh, it was a lot of fun right up until Chandler got a finger in
          the eye!

Rachel: Oh, no! Who did that?

    Joey: Chandler... hey... (he goes towards his room but he stops near
          Emma's cot) Rach... what's Hugsy doin' in the crib with Emma?
          (he looks puzzled)

Rachel: She was just crawling around and she found him, so I just let her sleep with him. That's all right? Isn't it?

    Joey: (still very puzzled) Oh, yeah... of course... yeah... it's a
          stuffed animal... you know... it's for kids... not for adults...
          I know that!

Rachel: Joey... are you sure? I mean, I know how much you love him!

    Joey: Rachel... let's be clear on this, ok? I do not love Hugsy.
          I like him a normal amount...

Rachel: All right... Oh, Emma loves him!

Joey: Why wouldn't she? He's a wonderful person!

[Scene: Central Perk]

Phoebe: Hi.

Monica: Hey Phoebe... how you doin'? You feelin' better?

Phoebe: Breaking up sucks! Oh, I really miss Mike!

Chandler: Oh, I'm so sorry!

  Phoebe: Oh God, I tried everything to make myself feel better. I even
          tried writing a song about it... but... I can't think of anything
          that rhymes with AARRGGHH!! (pause) Hey Monica, I really need your
          help getting through this...

Chandler: You're not gonna need my help?

Phoebe: Well no, when I get to the point where... you know... I'm ready to hear cruel mocking jokes about Mike... I'm gonna come to you.

Chandler: Oh good, 'cause I've already thought of 3... 4! I've just thought of a fourth (he goes towards the counter)

  Phoebe: Ok. I mean I know I did the right thing. You know, Mike never wants
          to get married and I shouldn't be in a relationship that has no
          future... but... pretty soon I'm gonna miss him so much. I'm gonna
          wanna see him again and you have to stop me from doing that.

Monica: Ok, you got it!

  Phoebe: (after a pause) Unless... Maybe it's too crazy about this...
          Alright so... you know, there is no future... but that doesn't mean
          we still can't have fun. You know what? Forget what I said.

Monica: Really? If that's what you want...

Phoebe: That was a test and you just failed.

Monica: Damn it! Rookie mistake!

          (Ross enters and he's really angry. He goes towards Chandler
          who's sitting at the counter)

Ross: (yelling at Chandler) I have sex with dinosaurs??

Chandler: I believe I read that somewhere!

    Ross: That only is not funny, it's physically impossible! Ok? Depending
          on the species I'd have to have a six foot long... (pause) It's
          not funny!!

Chandler: I respectfully disagree.

Ross: I can't believe you put that on my alumni page!

Chandler: Who cares? Nobody reads those things

    Ross: You'd better hope not because I just read what you put on your
          page today.

Chandler: I don't have a page.

Ross: Oh oh oh! I RESPECTFULLY DISAGREE!!

[Scene: Rachel's room. Rachel and Emma are sleeping; Joey sneaks in and approaches the crib]

    Joey: Look at you, all sweet and innocent, sleeping like an angel... with
          Emma's chubby little hands wrapped around ya. (he picks up Hugsy)
          It's okay, Emma, you stay asleep. (Emma cries)

Rachel: (threatening Joey with a scrunchy): Step away from the crib, I have a weapon!

Joey: It's okay, it's okay Rach, it's me. Put down the scrunchy.

Rachel: What are you doing?

    Joey: Well, I heard Emma stirring, so I came to make sure she could
          reach Hugsy.

Rachel: Oh, oh thanks. Alright well, now that I'm up I'm going to go to the bathroom.

    Joey: (placing Hugsy back in the crib) There you go sweetie... (to Emma)
          This isn't over.

[Scene: Monica and Chandler's. Chandler is looking at the screen of his laptop, shaking his head.]

Monica: Alright, wait a second, why would Ross tell everyone in your class that you are as (reads from the screen) "gay as the day is long"?

Chandler: Because I told everyone he slept with dinosaurs.

Monica: But that's clearly a joke. This could easily be true. (Phone rings)

Chandler: Would you get that please? People have been calling to congratulate me all day.

  Monica: (On the phone) Hello? No, he's not here. Yeah, this is his wife.
          Yeah, well, it came as quite a shock to me too. I guess I should
          have known. Yeah, I mean, he just kept making me watch Moulin Rouge.
Chandler: Hang up, hang up. And that was a great movie! (Monica hangs up)
          I'm so gonna get back at Ross... oh yeah, this will show him, here
          we go (starts typing something).

Monica: What are you doing?

Chandler: Oh, you'll see my friend.

[Time lapse, still Chandler and Monica's, but only Chandler is there. Enter Ross]

Ross: (visibly upset) I'm dead?

Chandler: (faking sympathy) And so young.

Ross: Posting that I died? That really isn't funny.

Chandler: Well, how you died was funny.

Ross: Oh please, hit by a blimp?

Chandler: It kills over one americans every year.

    Ross: Unbelievable, my classmates are gonna think I'm dead, my
          professors, my... my parents are gonna get phone calls.
          You're messing with people's feelings here.
Chandler: You wanna talk about people's feelings? You should have heard
          how hurt professor Stern was yesterday when I told him I wouldn't
          be able to go with him to Key West!
    Ross: You've really crossed the line here, but that's okay, it's ok
          'cause I'm on my way to buy some Photoshop software and a stack of
          gay porn. That's right! Your coming out is about to get real
          graphic.

[Scene: Phoebe's apartment]

Phoebe: God, I wish Mike were here.

Monica: Okay if Mike were here what would the two of you be doing?

(Phoebe gives her a meaningful look)

Monica: What are you, animals? It's 4 o'clock in the afternoon!

Phoebe: I gotta call him. Just to talk to him, there's no harm in that.

  Monica: Phoebe, that's how it starts. I don't need to eat the cake, I'll
          just smell the icing... why don't I just eat a little sliver, or,
          okay, just a slice or two. And next thing you know, you're 210
          pounds and you get wedged in going down the tunnel slide. Phoebe,
          honey, I know this is hard. Look, if you talk to him, you're going
          to wanna see him. And if you see him, you're going to want to get
          back together with him. I know that's not what you want. (pause)
          Give me your phone.

Phoebe: Here.

Monica: And now your cell.

Phoebe: Okay (she takes a huge, clearly obsolete cellphone she keeps in a closet and gives it to Monica)

Monica: This is your cellphone?

Phoebe: Yes.

Monica: This is your current cellphone?

Phoebe: Yes, it reminds me of a simpler time.

Monica: Phoebe, where's your purse?

(They run for Phoebe's purse, Phoebe gets there first and takes the cell. Monica tries to take it away from her)

Monica: No, no! Give it to me!

Phoebe: You can't have it.

Monica: Give it to me!

Phoebe: No (tucks it in her pants)

Monica: I'll go in there.

Phoebe: (disbelievingly) Oh yeah.

Monica: Phoebe come here

(they fight a little, the phone falls and Monica picks it up)

Monica: Haha!

Phoebe: Damn you Monica Geller hyphen Bing!

[Scene: Joey and Rachel's. Enter Joey]

Joey: Hey, look who's here! It's Joey, and he brought home a friend.

Rachel: Joey, Emma's right here! You promised not to bring girls home in the middle of the day anymore.

Joey: No, no, it's not a girl, it's... a brand new Hugsy!

Rachel: Oh that's so great, now Emma has two Hugsy's.

    Joey: No, no, Emma has one Hugsy, the new Hugsy, huh? The other
          Hugsy, I don't know, I guess I'll just take it back.
  Rachel: Oh you know what? When I was a little girl I had a little pink
          pony named Cotton. Oh I loved her so much, I took her everywhere,
          I would braid her tail...

Joey: Make the transfer! (She does so)

Rachel: Should I be concerned that a button fell off the old Hugsy and I can't find it?

Joey: Oh, no don't worry about that, I swallowed that years ago.

(Emma cries)

Rachel: Oh, I don't think she likes the new Hugsy.

Joey: But he's the same.

Rachel: Yeah, I think she wants the old one back.

Joey: But he's the same.

Rachel: Joey, come on!

Joey: He's the same!

(they exchange Hugsys).

Joey: (to the new Hugsy) You're not the same!

[Scene: Phoebe's apartment. Enter Monica]

Monica: Haha!

Phoebe: You know, it's a lot less surprising to do that after I've buzzed you into the building.

Monica: So Phoebe, why are there men's shoes by the door.

Phoebe: Those are my shoes.

Monica: Oh, when you get over this breakup we need to go shopping.

  Phoebe: Monica, I really appreciate you checking in on me, but I'm
          actually feeling a lot better. Yeah, I just kinda want to be
          alone right now.

(Someone knocks on the door)

Monica: Who's that? (goes to open door)

Phoebe: I ordered Chinese food.

(Monica opens the door and Mike is standing at the doorway)

Phoebe: What are the chances? 1 billion Chinese people and they send Mike!?

Monica: (To Mike) What are you doing here?

Mike: Phoebe called me.

Monica: Phoebe!

Phoebe: I'm sorry, I broke down... I wanted to see him.

Monica: Damnit Phoebe! How did you even call him?

Phoebe: There is a speakerphone on the base unit...

Monica: Base Unit! Think Monica! Think!

Mike: Look, if I wanna see Phoebe and she wants to see...

Monica: (to Mike) This doesn't concern you!!

Mike: Oh! Sorry, I guess I was thrown off by the mention of my name!

Monica: Look, guys, you can't do this, it's just going to make getting over each other, that much harder.

Phoebe: Not if nothing happens. Why can't... why can't we just hang out as friends?

  Monica: Sure! If you're just gonna hang out as friends, then maybe I'll
          join ya. You know, I'm your friend (to Phoebe) and Mike's friend
          (Mike is sceptical).

Phoebe: Sit down.

(Phoebe and Mike sit next to each other)

Monica: Oh wow wow wow!! Make room for your friend! (sits herself down between them)

Mike: (to Phoebe) So how've you been?

Monica: I've been pretty good!

Mike: (to Phoebe) You look really beautiful.

Phoebe: Thanks, you look good too.

Monica: Oh no no no no... this is dangerous territory. Keep it clean!

Phoebe: So how's the piano playing going?

    Mike: Actually I've been playing a lot of love songs lately. I've
          missed you.

Phoebe: I've missed you too.

(Silence)

Monica: You know, on the way over here, I saw this drunk guy throw up. And then a pigeon ate it!

[Scene: Ross's Apartment: Ross is doing something on his laptop when Chandler walks in]

Chandler: Hey, Ross, I just wanted to apologize... (�looks at laptop screen) ...don't tell me you actually made those gay pictures of me?

    Ross: uhu uhu, check this out. (Chandler sits down and looks at laptop
          screen)
Chandler: Huh! So that's what I would look like if I worked out... and was
          being serviced by a policeman. You're not actually going to send
          these out are ya?
    Ross: Eh.. actually no, I don't need to because your little "Ross is
          dead" joke didn't work, ok, there were no responses. Nobody posted
          anything on the website, nobody called my parents, so the joke my
          friend is on you. Nobody called, nobody wrote anything, nobody cares
          that I'm dead. (silence) Oh my God! Nobody cares that I'm dead!?

Chandler: No, come on, you know that's not true.

    Ross: What are you talking about? You get sixty responses just for
          coming out of the closet! I didn't get one response! And I'm dead!

Chandler: Well, the gay community is a lot more vocal than the dead community.

    Ross: I can't believe this. Not even my geology lab partner? And I carried
          that guy! (gets up from his sofa)
Chandler: Alright look, let's think about this, ok, do you really think that
          people are gonna stir up your family at this tragic time? That
          people are gonna post condolences on a website? This is not about
          people not caring that you're dead. This is about people not having
          a decent outlet for their grief.

Ross: You're right. There isn't a decent outlet.

Chandler: Right, I mean, come on, I'm sure that if you had a funeral or a memorial service, tons of people would come.

Ross: Exactly!! (sits back down at his laptop and starts typing)

Chandler: Ross, what're you... what're you... what are you doing? (looks at laptop screen) You're having a memorial service for yourself!?

Ross: No! That would be stupid! You're having it for me!

Chandler: Ross, don't press send, don't press se...!

    Ross: Oh, too late, too late! It's sent... oops sorry and so is the
          picture of you and the police man...

[Scene: Joey's room: Joey is sitting on his bed reading DooL transcript when Rachel walks in]

Rachel: I'm trying to put Emma down for a nap, have you seen Hugsy?

Joey: Original or crappy?

Rachel: Original.

Joey: No, sorry haven't seen him.

Rachel: Then what's that big lump under your covers?

Joey: It's Monica, ok?

Rachel: That's not Monica!

    Joey: Alright!! Fine! It's original Hugsy! No, now I know that Emma
          wants him but he's mine and I need him..

Rachel: (to herself) Oh God.

Joey: ... she's being unreasonable!

  Rachel: (yelling) Joey, there is a reason that Emma loves that stupid
          penguin so much (Joey covers Hugsy's ears) Oh don't cover its ears!
          (stops yelling) It's because it reminds her of her uncle Joey!

Joey: It does?

Rachel: Yeah! And she's comforted by him because she loves her uncle Joey so much.

Joey: Really? She... she loves me?

  Rachel: Oh yeah! But you know what? If you need Hugsy, don't worry. Emma
          will totally understand. I won't... but whatever (She leaves the
          room).
    Joey: Ok, wait wait wait wait a minute wait a minute, I mean Rach, I
          mean if if... . If Hugsy means that much to Emma then... well she
          can have him.

Rachel: Oooh... you're sweet, I knew uncle Joey would step up. (Turns to face Emma in the the playpen) Look Emma, look who's baaack!

Joey: Look forget it forget it... I can't do it.

Rachel: Are you gonna... you're going to take Hugsy away from a little child?

Joey: How do you think I got him in the first place?

[Scene: Phoebe's apartment: Phoebe, Monica and Mike sitting on the couch]

(Monica is getting up from the couch)

  Monica: Alright you two, I'm gonna go to the bathroom. Now I don't want
          anything going on while I'm gone. Here's a few things you can
          discuss: mucus, fungus and the idea of me and Ross doing it.
    Mike: I've missed you so much! No, I'm not gonna ask you to get back
          together because I know we want different things, but just to be
          with you one more night.

Phoebe: I know, I want that too, but IS that going to make it too hard?

    Mike: It can't be any harder than this... I mean, If I had known the
          last time I saw you would be the last time, I... I would have
          stopped to memorize your face, the way you move, everything about
          you. If I had known the last time I kissed you would have been the
          last time... I never would have stopped.

Monica: (running back into the room) Kiss him, you fool!!

Phoebe: What?

Monica: Didn't you hear that speech? If you don't kiss him then I will!

Phoebe: Oh, I missed you so much! (she kisses Mike)

Strange man: (he bounds into the house) I knew you'd be here!

Mike: Oh, crap!

Phoebe: Who is this?

Mike: My friend Manny. I asked him to keep me away from you.

Monica: Hi, that's what I'm doing for Phoebe!

Manny: Well, you are not doing a very good job!

Monica: Excuse me?

Manny: What's with the kissing?

Monica: Hey, at least I knew where my guy was.

   Manny: Oh yeah yeah, thank God you were here to oversee all the
          kissing!

Monica: You didn't hear the speech!

   Manny: I've heard the speech: (in a mocking voice) "if he knew it was
          gonna be the last time he saw her... "

Monica: Hey, it was very moving! You're just heartless!

Manny: You're weak!

Monica: You're... weird!

Manny: Your pants are undone!

Monica: Oh (realizes her pants are undone and zips them up)!

Manny: (looking at the sofa) Where did they go?

Monica: Damn it!

Manny: Oh we blew it. I blame myself.

Monica: And I blame you too.

[Scene: Monica and Chandler's apartment]

    Ross: It's been an hour and not one of my classmates has shown up! I
          tell you, when I actually die some people are gonna get seriously
          haunted!

(someone knocks on the door)

Chandler: There you go! Someone came!

    Ross: Ok, ok! I'm gonna go hide! Oh, this is so exciting, my first
          mourner! (he hides in the bedroom and closes the door)

(Chandler and Monica go open the door)

Monica: Hi, glad you could come.

Chandler: (in a mournful voice) Please, come in.

     Tom: Hi, you're Chandler Bing, right? I'm Tom Gordon, I was in your
          class.

Chandler: Oh yes, yes... let me... take your coat.

Tom: Thanks... uh... I'm so sorry about Ross, it's...

Chandler: At least he died doing what he loved... watching blimps (he goes in the bedroom)

Ross: Who is he?

Chandler: Some guy, Tom Gordon.

    Ross: I don't remember him, but then again I touched so many lives.
          (they press their ears against the door)

Monica: So, did you know Ross well?

     Tom: Oh, actually I barely knew him. Yeah, I came because I heard
          Chandler's news. D'you know if he's seeing anyone?

Monica: (a bit surprised) Yes, he is. Me.

     Tom: What? You... You... Oh! Can I ask you a personal question?
          Ho-how do you shave your beard so close?

Chandler: (entering, very upset) Ok Tommy, that's enough mourning for you! Here we go, bye bye!! (he shoves him out the door)

Tom: (before leaving) Hey, listen. Call me.

Chandler: Ok! (shuts the door behind Tom)

Ross: (coming in) I'm dead and no one cares?

Monica: I look like a man??

Chandler: Please, one ridiculous problem at a time!

Ross: It isn't ridiculous, look around! No one's here!

Chandler: You gave them one day's notice, not everyone in our class checks
          the web site everyday and Monica... it's probably the way you
          stand!
    Ross: Yes, you're right. Still somebody must have seen it... I mean, I
          went to that school for 4 years, I didn't have an impact on anyone?
Chandler: Oh, that's not true. You had an impact on me, I mean, it's 15 years
          later and we're still best friends. Doesn't that count for
          something?
    Ross: (sceptical) Yeah... (someone knocks on the door) Oh, great. More
          party boys for Chandler!

Chandler: I'm sure it's somebody for you. Now, go hide. (Ross hides in the bedroom again)

(Chandler opens the door. A beautiful woman stands at the doorway.)

Kori: Hi. I'm here for Ross Geller's memorial service.

Chandler: Kori? Kori Weston?

Kori: Yeah...

Chandler: Wow! You look amazing!

Kori: And you are...

Chandler: Chandler, Chandler Bing. I'm not gay, I'm not gay at all.

Monica: You are married though.

Chandler: Don't listen to him, he's in a really bad mood! (lets her in)

Kori: I can't believe that Ross is gone. It is just so sad.

Chandler: I didn't know Ross and you were so close.

    Kori: We weren't but we had one class together. He was such a great guy
          and he talked so passionately about science. I always remembered
          him.

Chandler: I'm sure that would mean a lot to him. And if heaven has a door, I'm sure he's pressing his ear up against it and listening intently.

    Kori: I thought so many times about calling him and asking him out.
          I guess I really missed my chance.
    Ross: (he bounds into the lounge room) But you didn't! I'm still alive!!
          Kori, I know this is a big surprise for you. It's a long story but
          the things you just said really made my day! I mean, the fact that
          you are here means more to me than if this room were filled with
          people!
    Kori: You sick freak, who does that? I can't believe I had a crush on
          you! (she leaves and slams the door behind her)

Ross: Did you hear that? Kori Weston had a crush on me!!

*Ending Credits*

[Scene: Ross' apartment]

    Ross: (on the phone) No Mum, I'm not dead. I know it's not something
          to kid about. It was just a practical joke between Chandler and
          me, but it's over, ok? (pause) Actually no, even if I had died,
          you would not be left childless. (pause) Monica?

In article , Stephan Hoffmeister wrote:

Hi!

Thanks - especially to Eleonora, Pheeboh and Vanessa.

Why not post that here as well, so Google gets it into its archive?

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                    916 - The One With The Boob Job
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Aired: 3/13/2003
Story by: Robert Carlock
Directed by: Gary Halvorson
Transcribed by: r3v3LaT1oN with corrections and additional information
                                                                 by Keith Owen
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[Scene: Chandler and Monica's apartment. Chandler and Monica are looking through some papers.]

Chandler: Did you see our bank statement? Can this be right?

  Monica: I know... God. I haven't seen my savings take a hit like this since
          I was a kid and they came up with double-stuffed Oreos.
          What happened to all our money?

Chandler: I'm not sure what they did, but I'm inclined to blame Enron.

Monica: I guess with you doing the internship, we're just spending more than we're bringing in.

Chandler: Maybe I should quit and get a job that pays.

  Monica: Oh, But you're finally doing something that you love! I can't ask
          you to give that up. Though it'd be nice if the thing that you love
          was y'know... finding gold.
Chandler: You know what? You know what? I think we're making too big a deal
          out of this. ok? So we pay our bills a little late this month and
          maybe next month we cut back on a few things. And maybe we start
          eating out of Joey's refrigerator for a change. You're a chef...
          what can you make out of backing soda and beer?

Monica: Ok worst case scenario is... we borrow some money from my parents.

Chandler: No! We're not borrowing money.

Monica: Why not?

Chandler: Because we don't do that. We are Bings! And if there's one thing my
          father taught me was... well to always knock before going into the
          pool house... but the other thing was never borrow money.

Monica: Wow! I Had no idea you had this much pride.

Chandler: That's right! I do! And I'm your man. And I'm going to get us through this situation even if it means you working twice as hard.

*Opening Credits*

[Scene: Phoebe's apartment. Mike and Phoebe seem to have finished watching a movie on television.]

Mike: I'm gonna go. (He kisses Phoebe on the cheek)

Phoebe: Why??

    Mike: I haven't been home in a couple of days and I need to get some more
          clothes.

Phoebe: Oh...you don't have to go, I have something that will fit you.

Mike: I put that tube top on as a joke.

Phoebe: I want you to stay.

    Mike: I want to stay too but I've gone as bad as much use out of these
          boxers as I can..

Phoebe: Why don't you turn them inside ou...

    Mike: Done it. (Phoebe becomes a little more subdued) I'll be back in a
          couple of hours.

Phoebe: I'll miss you.

    Mike: Me too. (He leaves. A few moments later, he enters again.) You know
          what? I just realised something. I don't wanna go home.

Phoebe: Great! Ok...I'll go get the tube top.

    Mike: No, no! What I mean is, I hate going back to my apartment now... and
          partly because I live above a known crack den but... mostly because
          when I'm there, It's just, I really miss you. So... do you want to
          move in together?

Phoebe: Wow, Mike Hannigan... You sure know how to make a girl say "Hell yeah!"

Mike: So we're doing it?

Phoebe: Yeah! Let's do it! Let's live together! (They embrace and Mike kisses Phoebe) Oh god, we're really going to move in together!

Mike: Yeah!

  Phoebe: I've always wanted to live with a guy. "Pick up your socks!" "Put
          down the toilet seat!" "No! We're not having sex anymore!" It's
          gonna be fun!

[Scene: Joey's apartment. Monica enters.]

Monica: Hey Joey!

Joey: Hey!

Monica: Listen... I need to know that what I'm about to ask you, will never get back to Chandler.

(Joey frowns... then looks as if he understands)

    Joey: I'd be lying if I said I haven't thought about it myself.
          Chandler is my best friend, it would be wrong. Good...
          (he winks)... But wrong.
  Monica: (Looks exasperated) Ok, first of all... It would be *great*.
          But that's not what I'm here to talk to you about. I need to
          borrow some money.
    Joey: Aww, I don't know Monica y'know... erm... lending friends money
          is always a mistake.

Monica: But Chandler lent you money!

Joey: And I think he would tell you it was a mistake.

Monica: Come on...I just need it for some rent and..and some other bills.

Joey: Oh...how much?

Monica: Two thousand dollars?

Joey: Two thousand dollars!? What do you think I am? A soap opera star!?

Monica: Yeah...

Joey: That's right I am!

(he opens the drawer and rummages through it. Rachel enters.)

Rachel: Hi you guys!

Joey & Monica: Hey!

Joey: Oo... what's in the bag?

  Rachel: Oh er... well you know Emma started crawling? I realised that this
          place is very unsafe for a baby. So I went to the store and got
          some stuff to baby-proof the apartment.
    Joey: Oh... baby-proofing... Why is this such a big deal now? Y'know,
          when I was a kid it was like.. "Whoops! Joey fell down the stairs!"
          or er... "Whoops! Joey electrocuted himself again!" Huh!

Monica: Anyway, erm, are you going to get a handyman to install this stuff?

Rachel: No. I was just going to do this myself.

(Joey makes a sarcastic laugh.)

Joey: You're gonna do it?

Rachel: Yeah, Why? You don't think a woman can do this?

Joey: Oh, women can. - You can't.

Rachel: Monica... would you please tell Joey that he is a pig?

Monica: (to Joey) You're a pig. (to Rachel) And you can't do this.

Rachel: Wha!? What!? Come on! I found the hardware store all by myself!

Joey: The hardware store is right down the street.

Rachel: There is a hardware store right down the street?

[Scene: Central Perk. Ross, Chandler and Monica are sitting on the couch. Phoebe and Mike enter.]

Phoebe: Hey you guys! Ok, we've got great news.

Mike: Phoebe and I are moving in together.

Monica, Chandler, Ross: Congratulations!/Good for you!/Great!

Phoebe: I know it's so exciting! You know I've never lived with a guy before.

  Monica: Well you know it's just like living with a girl. Only they don't
          steal your makeup. Unless they're playing "This is what my sister
          would look like" (Looks at Chandler)

Chandler: Yeah.... she's not so cute.

Mike: I'm gonna go to the bathroom.

Phoebe: Okay, well you put down the toilet seat.

Mike: Yes dear.

Monica: Is that a bit you guys do?

Phoebe: Uh huh...we're playing you two.

Monica: We don't do that! Tell her we don't do that!

Chandler: Yes dear.

    Ross: I can't believe you guys are moving in together. That's, that's
          great! I mean... I'm happy for you guys...

Monica: I hear wedding bells.

  Phoebe: Monica slow down! Ok? I'm just excited to be living with him. You
          know I mean, I don't know, Can I see someday being married to Mike?
          Sure! Yeah. Y'know... I can picture myself walking down the aisle
          in a wedding dress that highlights my breasts in an obvious yet
          classy way. But do I want that house in Connecticut... you know...
          near the good schools where Mike and I can send Sophie and Mike
          Junior... Oh my god I do.

Ross: Phoebe, I had no idea you were so conventional.

Phoebe: I know! I guess I am! Oh my god! Load up the Volvo I want to be a soccer mom!

Mike: You ready to go?

Phoebe: Yeah! You bet roomy!

Monica: Don't you mean... groomy?

Mike: What are you talking about?

  Phoebe: Oh please, these guys, we haven't even moved in yet and they have
          us picking out china patterns. (Mike seems to gag a little... and
          laughs nervously. They begin to leave. Phoebe bolts back)

Phoebe: China patterns!!!!!

[Scene: Joey's apartment. Rachel is fiddling with the drawer.]

  Rachel: This is easy... Can't do this! (Moves away... and finds her sweater
          sleeve stuck to the drawer) Oh! Wow! Seriously, I can't do this!
          (Fiddles more)

[Scene: Central Perk. Chandler sits on the couch. Joey sits at the round table]

Chandler: Hey Joe!

Joey: Hey!

Chandler: Listen, er... I need to ask you a favor but you can't tell Monica anything about it.

Joey: I thought you didn't have secrets from Monica.

Chandler: And that would have made the official party line. (Joey nods) Monica and I are having a little financial trouble.

Joey: Yeah, I know.

Chandler: What? What do you mean you know?

    Joey: Err... I just figured it out! You know, I mean you're not working
          and the economy is bad.

Chandler: Oh! Right.

Joey: (to himself) That's the fastest I have ever thought!

Chandler: Anyway, err... I need to borrow some money.

Joey: Oh! Sure! How much? Two thousand dollars?

Chandler: Yes! Two thousand dollars exactly! How do you know that!

(Joey begins writing a cheque)

    Joey: Err... Well I... know how much you used to make and I know how much
          your rent is. (shrugs)

Chandler: Oh, ok.

Joey: (to himself) I am on *fire*!

Chandler: (Stands up and walks to Joey) Listen... this is really nice.
          Do you... (sees his chequebook) Did you write a cheque to Monica
          for two thousand dollars? Did Monica borrow money from you?

Joey: Err... kind of.

Chandler: I can't believe her! Did she tell you we were having money problems?

    Joey: Oh no no no no no... It wasn't... It wasn't because of your money
          problems, it was for something for her.

Chandler: What?

Joey: Something personal.

Chandler: What would she get for herself for two thousand dollars that she wouldn't tell me about?

(A woman with huge breasts cuts across them. Takes Joey's coffee)

Woman: Excuse me.

Joey: Boob job.

Chandler: I don't want her to get a boob job! That's crazy!

    Joey: Well it's... It's not that crazy, okay? Making them smaller, that
          would be crazy.

[Scene: Phoebe's apartment. Phoebe and Mike are packing stuff.]

Mike: Well hey, I wanna ask you about Monica's little "groomy" joke.

Phoebe: Oh! Alright. Well I think the reason people laugh is becuase it's a play on the word roomy.

    Mike: I get the joke. Sophisticated as it was. Now the thing I wanna say
          is... maybe we should have talked about this before. Us living
          together, you're not expecting a proposal, right?

Phoebe: Oh no! No no! Not at all. We're just moving in right now. See where it goes.

Mike: Yeah well, that's the thing. For me it's as far as it can ever go.

Phoebe: What do you mean?

    Mike: Look. Phoebe, I-I love you. Very much. But I never want to get
          married again.

Phoebe: Oh. Wow.

    Mike: It's just my first marriage was, you know such a disaster. I kind
          of lost faith in the whole idea.

Phoebe: Was it really that bad?

Mike: At one point near the end she deliberately defecated.....

  Phoebe: Ok, well that's bad. But don't you think it might be different with
          someone else? Perhaps a blonde who always uses a toilet. Except for
          once in the ocean.
    Mike: Look it's not about who I would marry. And I was certain the first
          time I got married it would last forever. And I was totally wrong!

Phoebe: But it's just...

    Mike: Look Phoebe, It's not about you. I just never wanna get married
          again.

Phoebe: Oh!

    Mike: I'm sorry. Are you ok with that? Cause if not...maybe us moving in
          together isn't the best idea.
  Phoebe: No! I definitely don't wanna get married. No I just wanted to make
          sure you didn't want to too. Whew! Coz you know when we move in and
          you start changing your mind there's gonna be hell to pay mister!

Mike: Trust me, I will never...

Phoebe: Yeah I get that.

[Scene: Joey's apartment. Rachel is flipping through magazines. A handyman is installing things. Monica enters.]

Rachel: Hi!

Monica: So you gave in and decided to call someone?

Rachel: Yeah, I don't know who I was kidding. I can barely use chopsticks.

Handyman: You're all set. (picks up his bag and starts to leave)

Rachel: Oh thank you so much. (Picks up the guy's spirit level) Oh oh wait! You forgot your erm... your game. (hands it to him)

Handyman: Thanks.....

(Chandler enters)

Chandler: Hey Rach! There she is... my perfectly proportioned wife.

Rachel: Don't look at me I never get his jokes.

Monica: Thank you?

Chandler: Oh no..don't thank me. Thank you. You know there's not one thing I
          would change about you? Not one single thing! And definitely not...
          two... single things.

Monica: Ok, you're being wierd. Do you want sex or did you do something bad?

Chandler: No no! I just love the way you look, I am warm, for your form.

Monica: Ok... you know the old classics, you know, 'You look nice'? They're still ok.

Chandler: Well yes, yes... 'You look nice' can mean that your face looks nice.
          I want to compliment your body. I mean... I wouldn't change it.
          At all. And more specifically, I wouldn't want anything to get any
          bigger.

Monica: Okay...

Chandler: I mean, You wouldn't want any part of me to get any bigger would you? Don't answer that. (He leaves)

Rachel: Just when you thought that dude couldn't get any wierder.

Monica: I know why do you think he was so worried about me getting bigger?

Rachel: I don't know! I mean, what brought that on?

Monica: Oh my god. We're trying to get pregnant so he's probably starting to freak out about the fact that my body is going to change.

Rachel: No you really think that's what it is?

  Monica: You heard him! "No bigger!" "You're perfect!" "Just don't get any
          bigger!" Oh my god, he sounded just like my high school wrestling
          coach. You know what? I'm going to have to talk to Chandler.
  Rachel: Yeah! If you don't, I will! Of course your body's gonna change.
          Your breasts are gonna get bigger, your ass is gonna get bigger,
          you're gonna lose bladder control... (she starts sobbing) God!
          It's just such a magical time!

[Scene:Ross's apartment. Phoebe is at the door.]

Phoebe: Hi

Ross: Hey!

Phoebe: Listen, I wanted to ask you something about marriage.

    Ross: Oh great now you're seeking me out to make jokes? I mean I can see
          for all hanging out but to come to my home!

Phoebe: No... I really wanted to know how you feel about it.

Ross: Why?

Phoebe: Mike doesn't ever wanna get married.

Ross: Never?

Phoebe: Never.

Ross: wow, are you still going to move in with him?

  Phoebe: I want to, but I just want you to tell me that marriage isn't really
          that big a deal. You know that I won't, I won't be missing out on
          anything. That marriage stinks!
    Ross: Yeah, marriage... stinks! I mean if you wanna see a man gain weight
          and a woman stop shaving? Get them married.

Phoebe: That's not how you really feel, is it?

    Ross: No, I'm sorry. Look I don't think that's what you wanna hear right
          now but I can't help it. I love marriage.

Phoebe: Seriously? You divorce-o?

    Ross: If you have to call me name, I prefer "Ross the Divorcer". It's just
          cooler. Look, I know my marriage isn't exactly work out. But I love
          to be that committed to another person. And Carol had some good
          times before she became a lesbian... and once afterward. I'm sorry.

Phoebe: It's ok that's how you feel.

    Ross: But come on! I mean living together will be great! I mean you guys
          have so much fun and you love Mike.

Phoebe: I do love Mike.

    Ross: Yeah see? And you are so excited about moving in together before,
          and you know what? You should be. It's a big deal!

Phoebe: Yeah I guess you're right. Yeah thanks. This helped. Thanks.

Ross: The Divorcer, to the rescue!

Phoebe: It's not cooler.

Ross: Yeah, I just heard it.

[Scene: Joey's apartment. Joey enters carrying a tub of ice cream. He sets it
        on the table, takes off his jacket and struggles with the drawer.
        It cannot be opened.]
    Joey: Rach?! (He walks over to the fridge to put it in, but it cannot be
          opened either) Rachel!!!!? (He walks to the bathroom and tries to
          lift the toilet seat cover. It won't come up.) So I can't do
          anything I like????

[Scene: Chandler and Monica's apartment. Chandler enters. Rachel and monica are seated at the table.]

Chandler: Hey Rach! Ah...... Perfection. (kisses monica) Wouldn't change a thing. Not a thing.

Monica: Honey?

Chandler: Yeah?

Monica: About that? Erm... I'm going to change.

Chandler: But honey you don't have to.

Monica: I'm going to get bigger!

Chandler: Honey I... I love your breasts the way they are!

Rachel: Argh. fascist.

  Monica: Well, my breasts are going to get bigger weather you like it or
          not! And you know what? It's not just my breasts. My ass is going
          to get bigger too.

Chandler: Your ass?!?!?

Rachel: Man, don't be surprised if her hands and her feet get bigger, too!

Chandler: They... do that?

Monica: It's kind of a package deal!

Chandler: God why why would you want to do that to yourself!?

Monica: I thought I was something that we both wanted!

Chandler: Alright look, if it means that much to you, a may be able to get on more with the big boobs. But the giant ass and the big clown feet?

  Rachel: Oh my god Chandler! If you can't handle this, what are you going to
          be like in the hospital? With the blood and the screaming and the
          little present that's shooting out of her!?

Chandler: (sedated) What?

[Scene: Joey's apartment. He's prying open the drawer with a crowbar to no avail. Monica, Rachel and Chandler enter.]

Rachel: Joey! Why did you tell Chandler that Monica was getting a boob job?

Joey: Because she is!

Monica: Joey, Chandler knows I borrowed the money.

Joey: Mmmm hmm! For your boob job!

Monica, Rachel, Chandler: It's over/Joe!

    Joey: OK so I'm out four thousand dollars and nobody's boobs are getting
          any bigger?

[Scene: Phoebe's apartment. Ross is helping with the packing, Phoebe and Mike are also there.]

Ross: Hey! What do you guys think about this. "Ross: The Divorce-Force".

Phoebe: Better.

Mike: Very cool.

    Ross: Hey Pheebs, you know I'm i'm really glad you came to talk to me the
          other day and I hope I was a little helpful.

Phoebe: Oh yeah you were helpful! Yeah, no, thanks you.

    Ross: Good, good. Yeah coz the more I thought about it, the more I
          realised I don't think marriage is neccessarily the right path
          for you.

Phoebe: What do you mean?

    Ross: Well, I know the other day in the coffeehouse you were caught up in
          the whole soccer mom thing? but is that really you? I mean, can you
          honestly picture yourself in a Volvo?

Phoebe: They are awfully boxy...

    Ross: I don't know you'd be so bored with marriage. I mean it's so...
          normal.

Phoebe: Uh huh.

(Chandler, Monica, Joey and Rachel are carrying a couch through the door)

Ross: Hey hey, can I help?

Chandler: Well! We er... climbed up four flights of stairs, manueveored a
          narrow hallway, dodged a rabid pitbul... but these last three feet
          are where it gets really tricky.

Ross: You know, sometimes your words... they hurt.

Joey: Hey uh, where do you guys want this?

  Rachel: Yeah, seriously coz this is really heavy. (She suddenly lets go)
          I mean, not for me, because I'm only pretending to hold this, but
          for these guys.

Phoebe: Just one last time erm... the marriage thing... there's no wiggle room? None at all?

Mike: No, but... You don't want to get married either, right?

Phoebe: Right. Except that I do want to get married.

    Joey: (voice strained) Couldn't have this conversation down at the truck,
          huh?

Mike: You wanna get married?

Phoebe: Someday.

Chandler: Aaaaand....... hernia.

  Phoebe: I haven't exactly had a normal life and I never really felt I was
          missing out on anything but it just feels that now it's my turn
          for some of the regular stuff.

Mike: But if you wanna get married why didn't you say something before?

Phoebe: Because I just didn't know how much I wanted it. And I love you, and I wanted to live with you.

Mike: I want to live with you too! Let's do that!

  Phoebe: But I don't think I can! it was ok to move in when I didn't know
          what was gonna happen, but I can't move in knowing that nothing
          is ever gonna happen.
    Mike: Can we at least try living together? I mean you might change your
          mind about marriage.

Phoebe: Are you gonna change yours?

Mike: No.

Phoebe: Me neither. I think I need to be with someone who wants what I want.

Mike: But I don't want this to end.

Phoebe: I don't want it to end either.

    Mike: I can't believe this is gonna end... I guess I'll have my stuff
          packed up.

Phoebe: Yeah.

Mike: Ok... so... (they hug) Goodbye.

Chandler/Joey/Rachel/Monica: Bye bye Mike!/Cya mike!/Bye mike!/Bye bye now!

Rachel: I'm so sorry Pheebs.

Monica: We're all sorry... (They have a group hug)

Chandler: Ah, look on the bright side, I mean you won't have to live with this ugly chair! That was here already, huh? I love you. (they hug again)

*Ending Credits*

[Scene: Joey's apartment. Joey is struggling with the fridge. He finally gets it open and falls on the floor]

Joey: AH HAH! I DID IT! HA HA! Alright... (He takes a box out, about to close
      the fridge, then thinks.) Better take all I can carry. Who knows when
      I'll be able to get in here again!

End

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Teleplay by: Sherry Bilsing - Graham & Ellen Plummer
Story by: Brian Buckner & Sebastian Jones
Directed by: Gary Halvorson
Transcribed by: Eleonora, Pheeboh, Roni & Vanessa
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[Scene: Central Perk - Chandler, Monica, Phoebe, Ross and Rachel are sitting on the sofas. Joey enters]

Joey: Monica, hey, can I borrow the Porsche?

Monica: Ok.

Joey: Alright!

Monica: But ehm...what is it not?

Joey: (abashed) A place to entertain my lady friends.

Monica: And what else is it not?

Joey: (even more abashed) A place to eat spaghetti.

Monica: Very good! (Gives him the keys) What do you need it for anyway?

    Joey: Oh well, the powerball  lottery is upto 300 million and they don't
          sell tickets here in New York, so...

Rachel: Oh! So you're driving up to Connecticut?

Joey: (hesitates for a moment)Yeah Connecticut...Not West Virginia.

Monica: Hey, maybe I'll drive you up there! I'd like to buy some tickets myself!

Joey: Uh!

Monica: Yeah with Chandler not getting paid, we could really use 300 million dollars.

Chandler: Yeah, because if I was at my old job we'd say 300 million? No thank you!

Phoebe: Hey will you get me tickets too?

Rachel: Yeah me too. oh! I have an idea. Why don't we all pitch in 50 bucks, we'll pool our money together and then if we win, we'll split it!

All: (almost simultaneously, except Ross) Yeah, thats a great idea!

Ross: No thanks!

Phoebe: You don't wanna win the lottery?

    Ross: (in a mocking voice)Uh...sure I do, and I also wanna be King of my
          own country and find out what happened to Amelia Earhart.

Chandler: Still on Amelia Earhart?

Ross: The woman just vanished!

Joey: Seriously, Ross, you don't want in on this?

    Ross: No! Do you know what your odds are of winning the lottery? I...
          I mean you have a better chance of being struck by lightning 42
          times.

Chandler: Yes but there's six of us so we'd only have to get struck by lightning 7 times.

Joey: I like those odds!

    Ross: Seriously you guys, I can't believe you're going to spend 250
          dollars on the lottery, I mean that's such a bunch of boohaki.

Chandler: (looking around at the others) I'll ask. (To Ross) Boohaki?

    Ross: Oh oh, we think Emma is about to start talking so we're trying
          to be careful about what words we use in front of her.

Rachel: Yeah so get ready to hear alot of ehm... boohaki, goshdarnit and brotherpucker.

Monica: How do you know she's gonna start talking?

Rachel: Well when I talk to her I almost feel like she understands what I'm saying.

Chandler: Kinda like Joey.

Joey: (who wasn't paying attention) What's that now?

*Opening credits*

[Scene: Monica and Chandler's apartment. Monica, Chandler, Rachel and Joey are in the kitchen]

Monica: God! Look at all these tickets! It's so exciting! You know I haven't won anything since the sixth grade.

Chandler: Pie eating contest?

Monica: Oh! You assume because I was heavy that's the only way I could win something?

Chandler: No, I saw a picture of you covered in blueberries.

Monica: (smiling) That was a good day!

(Suddenly Ross comes running into the apartment)

    Ross: (yelling to Monica) They're towing your car, they're towing your
          car!!

Monica: I'm parked in a garage on Morton!

Ross: (panting) They're towing a car. And I am seeing... spots.

    Joey: (sounding panicky)Oh my god Ross! You don't have Emma! And Rachel
          you don't have Emma! (Starts yelling) Where's Emma? Who has Emma!?

Rachel: Joey relax! My mother picked her up two hours ago. You were there!

Joey: (not yelling anymore) I was?

Rachel: Yes and you talked to her...

Joey: I did?

Rachel: She dropped off a casserole?

Joey: Oh yeah! The casserole lady.

Monica: (to Ross) So, did you come by to watch us win the big bucks?

    Ross: Yeah, uh... and then I figured after you win, we could all go out
          to the balcony and see a night rainbow with gremlins dancing on
          top of it!

(phone starts ringing and Chandler comes running out of the bathroom)

Chandler: (hysterical) Don't touch the phone! I'll get it, I'll get it, I'll get it!! (picks up the phone)

Ross: (to Monica) Think he washed his hands?

Chandler: (into receiver) Hello? Hey Charlie, what do you know?

Rachel: (to Monica) What's going on?

  Monica: Chandler is supposed to find out if he's getting an assistent job
          at his ad agency. But out of the 15 interns, they are only hiring
          three.

Joey: Ooh! Tough odds!

    Ross: (mockingly) Yeah if only it were a sure thing like your 24 state
          lottery!

Joey: (smiling) Look who's coming around!

Chandler: (still on the phone) Damnit. Alright call me when you know more.

Joey: (excited) Did you get it?

Chandler: One of the slots got filled.

Joey: (Still excited) By you!?

Chandler: Sense the tone! No that kid Nate got it.

Monica: Oh! I hate that guy! I mean come on kid! Pull up your pants!

Chandler: Yeah I know.

Rachel: Well, there's two spots left right?

Chandler: Yeah...I mean I want this so much! I mean, I wanna get one, I want my friend Charlie to get one... Except I don't care about Charlie.

(Phoebe enters)

  Phoebe: (excited) Hey you guys! Ok, you're not going to believe this!
          I just saw my psychic and she said I was definitely gonna win
          the lottery tonight!

Monica: Hey that reminds me, I thought we could use some extra luck, so I brought a wishbone home from work.

    Ross: (mockingly) A psychic AND a wishbone? Guys! Give someone else a
          chance!

Monica: Alright, who wants to do it?

  Phoebe: Oh can I? Vegetarians never get to do the wishbone. It's really not
          fair either! You know, just because we don't eat the meat doesn't
          mean we don't like to play with the carcasses!

Monica: Ok, hey Rach?

Rachel: Oh no, I'm good, I don't wanna get that turkey smell all over my hands.

Joey: I'll do it!! It'll get the casserole stink off of mine.

(Phoebe and Joey both grab one side of the wishbone)

Phoebe: I hope I win!

Monica: Well, it doesn't really matter... you're both wishing for the same thing, right?

    Joey: I can't tell you what I'm wishing for! Else... you know... won't
          come true!

Monica: Right! ...but we "know" what you're wishing for!

Joey: Can't really say!

Monica: I understand, but you're wishing for what we think you're wishing for, aren't you?

    Joey: (slightly irritated) I'm not really comfortable with these
          questions!

Rachel, Chandler and Monica: Please, just do it!

Phoebe: One, two, three!

(they break the wishbone)

Joey: I won, hey!

    Ross: You know what, I'm sure your wish is gonna come true, but, you
          guys - just in case, maybe a genie will come out if we rub this
          lamp! (rubs lamp, stops because it's very hot) Ah!! That thing
          gets hot!!

Rachel: You know, Ross, just keep making your jokes. How are you gonna feel if we actually do win?

Ross: Uh, you're not gonna win.

  Rachel: Oh, I know, I know, the odds are against us, but somebody has to
          win, and it could be us! And then how you gonna feel? You know,
          we're gonna be all like "oh everybody, let's take our helicopters
          up to the cape" and you're gonna be all like "Oh, I can't guys,
          I'll meet you guys up there, I gotta gas up the Hyundai"

Ross: Ok, I've heard myself on tape and I sound nothing like that.

Chandler: I can see the headline now: "Lottery winners' friend filled with regret eats own arm".

Ross: Why would I eat my own arm?

Chandler: Well you wouldn't, but we own the paper, we can print whatever we want.

Monica: You know what, Ross? I'm gonna throw in 50 bucks for you.

Ross: Why?

  Monica: Because I know that you think the lottery is "boohaki" but we're
          all here and gonna watch the numbers and have fun. And you're my
          brother, and I want you to be a part of this.
    Ross: You don't have to do that, I'll pay for myself. But just the fact
          that you want me to have fun with you guys - that's so sweet! Come
          here (they kiss and hug)

Phoebe: Get a room!

Chandler: Ok, so now that you're in, what are you gonna do if we win?

Ross: I don't know, probably just invest it.

Chandler: Ooh! Calm down...

Joey: Seriously, that's your fantasy? To invest it?

    Ross: Oh, I'm sorry, did I say "invest it"? I meant "be cool and piss it
          all away" (Joey and Chandler pleased)

Joey: Ooh, ooh, I know! We should pool all own money and buy the Knicks!

Rachel: I don't really care about the Knicks.

Joey: Oh, you will when I pick you as starting forward.

Rachel: (touched) You would do that? I never get picked!

Chandler: You know, I'm not sure a sports team is the way to go.

    Joey: You're not gonna let me buy the Knicks?? I can't believe you're
          taking this away from me!

Chandler: You're right, it has been you dream for over 15 seconds.

Ross: (to Rachel) Uh, how long until they announce the numbers, Mommy?

(pause)

Chandler: (looks around) I'll take this one too (to Ross) Uh... Mommy?

    Ross: Oh, I've gotten into the habit of calling Rachel "Mommy" when we're
          around Emma. Which I now realize we are not...

Rachel: I'm hoping that if she hears it enough it will be her first word.

    Ross: Although if we're gonna do that, we should probably call me
          "Daddy", too.

Phoebe: Oooh, I like that, "daddy" (in a sexy tone)

Ross: I... I was just talking about Rachel.

Phoebe: (still in sexy tone) Oooh, is daddy getting angry? Is daddy gonna spank me?

    Ross: (tries to be sexy too) Well that depends... have you been a baaad
          gi... (stops) No I can't.

(Phone rings, Chandler picks up)

Chandler: Hello? Hello? Oh, hey Charlie. Did anybody else hear? ... What?
          Susan got it?? How? Oh man, I would have slept with him!! ...
          Alright, bye. (hangs up)

Joey: Dude, I'm sorry. But hey, there's one spot left, right?

Chandler: Well no, Charlie's gonna get that.

Monica: Hey, don't say that! You got just as good a chance as anybody else of getting that job!

Chandler: He's the boss's son.

Monica: Come on, lottery!! (everybody cheers)

Rachel: Ooh, you guys, it starts in like 20 minutes.

  Monica: Ok, here we go. We need to sort out the tickets as quickly as
          possible to see if we've won. So does anybody have any ideas how
          to organize this? (doesn't let them answer) Ok, how about this:
          we divide them into 6 groups of 40, and the remaining 10 can be
          read by whoever finishes their pile first.

Rachel: Ooh, I have another idea!

Monica: I'm sorry, idea time is over.

Phoebe: Ok, well, are all the tickets in the bowl?

Monica: Yeah.

Chandler: What about the ones you have on the nightstand?

Monica: There are no tickets on the nightstand!

Chandler: Yes there are, I just saw them a few minutes ago.

(Rachel gets suspicious)

Monica: Un, no you didn't! You must be mistaken!

Chandler: Honey, there are like 20 tickets on the nightstand!

Monica: Chandler, sense the tone!!

(Rachel comes out of their bedroom waving tickets)

Rachel: Well, well, well, look what mommy found!!

(everyone's shocked)

Monica: Ok, fine!! I bought 20 extra tickets for me and Chandler.

Phoebe: Uh! The psychic also said that I would be betrayed.

Ross: I can't believe this, I thought we were all in this together!

Monica: Hey, you just got in 5 minutes ago!

Ross: 3 minutes ago!!! I don't know why that's important ...

    Joey: I was with you the whole time we were in Connecticut, when did you
          even get those?

Monica: When you were reading the dirty magazines without taking off the plastic!

Joey: (to Ross) I'll show you how.

  Rachel: Ok, well Monica, suppose one of your "special" tickets win? How
          are you gonna feel when you win the lottery and you lose all your
          friends?
  Monica: Please... if I win the lottery, you guys are not gonna leave me.
          Someone gave me a basket of mini-muffins last week and I couldn't
          get rid of you for 3 days!

Rachel: Chandler, would you just tell her what she did was wrong?

Chandler: (to Mon) She's right, you shouldn't have bought tickets just for us...

Monica: Ahhh! (shocked)

Chandler: Let me finish... (to everyone else) however, it doesn't look like
          I'm gonna get this job so I can't afford to have principles, so
          screw you, the tickets are ours!! (takes tickets from Rachel)

Monica: There's the man I married!!

Rachel: All right, believe me. If you win the lottery, it's the last you're gonna hear from us!

Monica: Fine! Don't be my friends! I'll buy new friends! Yeah, and then I'll pay for their plastic surgery so they'd look just like you!

Rachel: (surprised) OH! Alright, you know what? That's it! I want my share of the tickets (picks up the bowl)!

    Joey: Yeah, I want my tickets too (takes the bowl from Rachel)! And I'm
          buying the Knicks! And Steffi Graf, ah ah!
    Ross: Than I want mine, too (takes the bowl from Joey)! And if I win I'm
          gonna put it all into a very low-yield bond.

Phoebe: Oh, you guys! We've got to keep all the tickets together (takes the bowl from Ross and puts it on the table)

Monica: No, no! We should divide them up (picks up the bowl) and I should get extra because we used my card to buy them!

    Joey: Hey, if anybody gets extra tickets, it should be me! This whole
          thing was my idea! (takes the bowl from Monica)

Chandler: Oh, yeah! Thanks for inventing the lottery!

  Rachel: Ok, that's it! Just give 'em to me! I'll split them up! (she tries
          to snatch the bowl from Joey's hands but she can't, so she pinches
          his nipple and she manages to take it)

Joey: (in pain) Oh!

Phoebe: (she takes the bowl from Rachel's hands and she starts running around the room and yelling) OOOOOHHHHH!

Ross: (trying to stop her) Hey, hey!!

  Phoebe: (keeping on running and yelling) OOOOOHHHHH! (she stops) Fine, I
          can't take it anymore! I'm putting an end to this! (she goes out
          to the balcony)

Rachel: Oh, if she jumps, I get her tickets.

    Joey: No, no! (they all go towards the balcony but they get jammed in
          the window)
  Phoebe: If we are not doing it together, we're not doing it at all! So,
          say goodbye to your tickets! (She holds out the bowl, and makes
          as to drop the tickets on the street).

Everyone: NO!!

Phoebe: Don't come any closer!

Chandler: Can I come a little bit closer, valuable things are getting squished...

Phoebe: No, what's more important, your friends or money?

Everyone but Monica: Friends!

Monica: Money! (they all look at her) Friends...

Phoebe: Hey Monica, what about your extra tickets?

Monica: They're all in there! Even these five that I hid in my bra (takes some tickets out of her bra and gives them to Phoebe)...

Ross: Monica!

  Phoebe: Ok, good! (pause) You guys were so scared! There was no way I was
          gonna dump this...(a pigeon swoops down, scaring Phoebe who drops
          the bowl on the street) Oh God, no! (pause) I think I broke your
          bowl.

Ross: Go, go, go!!

[Scene: Monica and Chandler's apartment. All are returning from the street after picking up dropped lottery tickets]

Phoebe: What a beautiful night to be running around the street, looking for tickets. And the wind sure made it fun.

Monica: Phoebe, we lost half of them.

Phoebe: So, what? Monica, we have the winning ticket! My psychic said I was gonna win, remember?

    Ross: Weird... your psychic didn't mention anything about the scary
          pigeon...

Phoebe: As a matter of fact she said that's how I am going to die. (pause) So, excuse me for being a little skittish.

Chandler: (looking at the answering machine) Hey, there's two messages. These could be from work!

Monica: Oh, play them!

Chandler: Ok, here we go! (he pushes the play button)

 Message: (Phoebe's voice) "Hello. Th-this is the pigeon from the balcony
          calling to apologise" (they all turns to look at Phoebe) "I sh...
          I shouldn't have knocked the tickets out of the pretty lady's
          hand. It-it was all my fault. Not hers. Bye. Coo."

(they all keep staring at Phoebe)

Phoebe: Well, I bet that was very hard for him to do.

Second message: "Hey Chandler, it's Charlie"

Chandler: This is... shhh!

Second Message: "Listen, oh... it turns I got the last spot. I'm really
          sorry man, it was a lot of fun working with you. Give me a call
          if you want."

Monica: Oh God, I am so sorry honey...

All: Oh, so sorry man! Sorry!

Rachel: Oh, it is so unfair. It's like that time they promoted Sandra over me at work.

Chandler: Oh, is she related to Ralph Lauren?

Rachel: No, she was just much better at job than me!

Phoebe: Guys, the drawing is about to start!

Rachel: (To Ross) You know what? We should call my mum's house and say goodnight to Emma before she goes down.

Ross: Oh yeah, it's a good idea!

Monica: (she hugs Chandler) Honey, you've been really strong about this, I know how badly you wanted that job.

Chandler: Yeah, you know, I really thought I deserved it. (pause) But...
          let's go win the lottery... I mean, we still have 130 chances to
          win, right?

Monica: (she draws out a ticket from a pocket of her pants) 131! (they kiss)

    Ross: (on the phone) Goodnight sweetheart! I love you. And remember,
          you're daddy's little girl... (covering the phone, to Rachel)
          Phoebe's totally ruined that for me... (he passes the receiver
          to Rachel)

Rachel: Hi mum, put her back on!

    Joey: (sitting on the sofa in front of the tv) Rach, come on! They are
          announcing the numbers! My God, I can already feel myself changing.

TV: "Here we are, the official Powerball numbers! We have 53"

Chandler: I got that!

Ross: Oh, we have one too!!

Monica: We are on a roll, people!!

Ross: (calling Rachel) Come on!!

  Rachel: (on the phone) Mum, [address] know you love your new lips, but I can
          barely understand you! Would you, please, just let me say goodnight
          to my daughter?

TV: "And number 29! Here we go! The Powerball is 7"

Monica: Check your numbers! Make me rich!

  Rachel: (she goes towards the others and she's very excited) Guys, you're
          not gonna believe this! I was just saying goodnight to Emma and she
          said her first word!!

All: Wow!

Joey: And what did she say?

Rachel: She said "gleba"!! (she celebrates)

          (they just look at her for a moment; then they go back to checking
          the tickets)

Monica: Make me rich!!

Rachel: (to Ross) Isn't that amazing?

Ross: Oh yeah, no no no...that's great!

Rachel: Why-why aren't you more excited?

Ross: Oh, Rach...oh..."gleba" is not a word.

Rachel: Oh, but of course it is!

Ross: Okay, what does it mean?

Rachel: I don't know all the words.

    Ross: I'm just, I'm just glad I didn't miss my daughter's first words
          (goes back to checking the tickets).

Ross: Yes you did, gleba is a word!

Ross: Ok, use it in a sentence.

Rachel: Ok... "Emma just said gleba"!

Ross: It's not a word!

Rachel: Okay, okay, okay, fine, I'm gonna look it up (she goes and picks up the dictionary).

    Ross: Oh, oh, ok, great. You know what, while you're at it she said
          another word the other day, why don't you, why don't you look up:
          pbbqqt....

(Rachel glares at him)

  Rachel: (searching the dictionary) Alright, okay, okay, gleba, gleba...
          (excited) Gleba! Ha! Here it is: the fleshy, spore-bearing inner
          mass of a certain fungi.
          (Rachel shows Ross the definition on the dictionary, giving him a
          smug look; then she squints at the dictionary, as though unsure
          what to make out of it)

Ross: She's gonna be a scientist! (kisses Rachel on the head, very moved)

Joey: (checking the last ticket) Damnit! anybody got anything?

Chandler: No.

Phoebe: I'm still looking through mine...

Monica: Just double checking (does so)... no, no, no... (takes off a shoe and takes a ticket out of it) No!

(phone rings)

Monica: (answering phone) Hello? Hold on. It's your boss.

Chandler: Ah, the "I'm sorry I rejected you" phone call. I'm not used to
          getting it from guys. (on the phone, getting up from the sofa)
          Hey, Steve.
   Steve: Chandler, hi! I'm sure you've heard we filled the three positions.
          We just felt that with your maturity and experience, you wouldn't
          be happy being someone's assistant.
Chandler: Oh no no no no, I'd love to be somebody's assistant! Answering
          phones, getting coffee, I live for that stuff! And I'm not too
          mature... farts, boobies, butt cracks!
   Steve: Chandler, you were the strongest person in the program. We're
          offering you the position of junior copywriter.

Chandler: Me, that guy who just said butt cracks?

   Steve: Yes, that's right. We're excited about the level of sophistication
          you'll be bringing to the job.

Chandler: Ok well, thanks, you won't regret it. I'll see you tomorrow. (hangs up)

          (he idly goes to the sofa, starts browsing a magazine. Everybody
          stares at him)

Chandler: What? (pause) Oh, yeah, I'm gonna be a junior copywriter.

All: (excited) Oh my God, congratulations!

Monica: Oh sweetie, I'm so proud of you!

Chandler: Does that mean I get the good loving tonight?

Monica: You bet! No TV or anything! (she gets up from the sofa and goes to the kitchen area)

Joey: (to Chandler) Hey, that is so great about the job.

Chandler: Thanks, man.

Joey: And I like to think I had a little something to do with it.

Chandler: Really? What?

    Joey: Well, before, with the wishbone... I didn't wish we would win the
          lottery, I wished you'd get the job.

Chandler: (smiling, surprised) Oh yeah? (looks towards the kitchen, worried) Listen, don't tell Monica, she'll rip your heart right out.

Joey: Oh yeah.

Rachel: You know what? There is a little part of me that really thought we were gonna win.

Ross: Me too. So much for my Dinosaur/Amelia Earhart theme park.

Phoebe: You guys, what was the Powerball number again?

Monica and Ross: Seven.

Phoebe: We won.

Rachel: What?

Phoebe: We won!

Monica: Let me see!

(they all jump up excitedly and try to see the ticket)

Phoebe: Don't tear it.

Ross: Phoebe, you don't have any of the first five numbers.

Phoebe: I know that, but look, we've got the Powerball number, we've won 3 dollars!

Chandler: Wow, you'd think we should get that over 20 years or go for the big payout.

Phoebe: (still very excited) I don't care, I've never won anything before, I can't believe this!

Rachel: So Pheebs, what are you going to do with your $3?

Phoebe: It's not all mine. We all get 50 cents.

Monica: You know what? You can have mine.

Chandler: Me too.

Joey: Me too.

Rachel: Me too.

(they all look at Ross)

Ross: I guess if everybody else is...

*Closing credits*

[Scene: Central Perk. They're all sitting there as usual, except Joey.
        Gunther is serving a nearby table. Joey comes in from the back
        of the coffee house.]
    Joey: (sitting in a chair) Hey guys, so I just called the Powerball
          hotline, can you believe it? Nobody won.

Phoebe: I beg to differ (shows him her cup of coffee and her plate of cookies).

 Gunther: Maybe nobody won the jackpot, but there was this guy in here
          earlier, and he found the ticket on the street, right outside,
          and won $10,000 (goes to the counter).

(They all glare evilly at Phoebe)

  Phoebe: (hides her mouth behind the cup and speaks in the "pigeon voice"
          from before) Coo, again. Don't blame the pretty lady. It was not
          her fault. It was me, the pigeon, coo! (pause) Seriously, stop
          staring at her.

(Joey stares around dumbly, looking for the "talking pigeon")

                                *End*

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