Monica: You look cute in bubbles.
Chandler: Ehh, you're just liquored up.
Joey: Hey, it's me! I'm coming in!
Chandler: I've had a very long, hard day. You're home early.
Joey: Yeah, my date threw up. Ahh, I'm gonna go get some chicken, you want some?
Chandler: Ahh, no thanks. No chicken, bye-bye then.
Joey: You sure? Some extra crispy? Dirty rice? Beans?
Chandler: For last time no! Get out! Get out, Joey!
Joey: All right!
Chandler: Are you ok? I'm so sorry, he wouldn't leave. He kept asking me if I want chicken.
Monica: Chicken? I could eat some chicken.
Chandler: Hey Joe!
Chandler: Yeah, can I get a 3-piece, some coleslaw, and some beans, and a Coke-Diet Coke.
Joey and Phoebe: Morning Pheebs!
Phoebe: I have to tell you this story. Ok, I was coming over here and this cab driver...
Joey: Was his name Angus?
Joey: Oh, he was this cab driver we had in London.
Phoebe: Oh. Ha-ha-ha. All right, anyway...
Monica: Wait, what that place, that pub he took us to?
Chandler: Uh, The Wheatsheaf.
Joey: Yeah-yeah-yeah, and they had that beer! That uh...
All: Boddingtons! Woohoo!
Chandler: Ooh! Ahh, Pheebs, was gonna tell a story.
Phoebe: Yeah, ok, so, he had a really funny hat- I don't wanna talk about it.
Joey: Hey, Ross, Boddington! Yeah! Ho-ho, man. That was good beer.
Joey: You know, I'd walk back to London for another frosty one of those bad boys.
Ross: You know, I think they have those at that British pub at the trade center.
Ross: Isn't Rachel supposed to be back by now?
Monica: Yeah, but her plane got delayed in Athens. But actually, she should be here by now.
Ross: Oh, so-so you talked to her. Did she, did she sound mad?
Monica: No, but, she likes me. You abandoned her on a plane to Greece.
Ross: Ok, I did not abandon Rachel! Ok? Emily showed up at the airport! I had to go after her! I mean, I-I did what I had to do!
Ross: She's my wife! Rachel is my wife! You know- Emily! Emily, is my wife. Man, what is that?
Phoebe: So you still haven't heard from Emily?
Ross: No, not since I lost her at the airport.
Chandler: I can't believe she can outrun you man!
Ross: Hey, she's fast! okay? Oh! You-you think you can beat me? Let's go! Outside! I'm-I'm sorry, I'm just a little...
Ross: Oh you want some? ! Huh? Ok, get the shoes on! Let's go man!
Monica: It's cool, ok? You're the fastest!
All: Oh, my God, Rachel!
Ross: Rach, Rach, I am so sorry. I am so-so sorry.
Rachel: Oh Ross, come on! You just did what you had to do. Hey Pheebs.
Ross: What? That's it? You're not mad? I mean, it must've been terrible.
Rachel: Terrible? Hell, I was in Greece! That was a nice hotel! Nice beach, met the nice people. It's not too shabby for Rachel.
Ross: So, what? That's it?
Rachel: Well, yeah! We're cool. Totally cool.
Ross: Uh. Thanks Rach. Oh, you're the best.
Rachel: Oh no, you're the best.
Ross: Ohh, I gotta go to the flower store!
Ross: Check it out, no one will tell me where Emily is, so I'm gonna send 72 long-stem, red roses to her parents' house, one for each day that I've known and loved her.
Ross: That ought get her talk to me again.
Chandler: Oh, Ross, when you make out the card; be sure to make it out to, “Emily”.
Monica: Hey that's great that you- so good that you had such a good time in Greece!
Rachel: What? I didn't have a good time in Greece! Ross abandoned me! Ok?
Rachel: I couldn't get a plane out, so I had to stay, in, their, honeymoon, suite, with people coming up to me all the time going, "Oh, Mrs. Geller, why are you cry?"
Rachel: I mean, it was sooo humiliating. I felt like such an idiot! I mean, it's all my fault! And you know why, because I make very bad decisions.
Chandler: Oh that's not true.
Rachel: Yes it is! It is true! I went, I went after Ross in stupid London.
Phoebe: London is stupid! Stupid!
Rachel: I put on a cheer leading outfit to seduce Joshua. Then I lost him because I asked him to marry me after four dates.
Rachel: And then I uh I went to Greece on somebody else's honeymoon. Ok? Do those sound like very good decisions to you?
Monica: I like your little braid.
Rachel: All right. You know what? I just shouldn't be allowed to make decisions anymore.
Rachel: Phoebe, you were right. I should've never gone to London, and from now on you make all of my decisions for me.
Phoebe: Oh...No, I did that for someone once. I'm-I'm not comfortable having that kind of power and control over someone's life.
Monica: I'll do it!
Rachel: That's fine. So Monica, you are now in charge of my love life.
Chandler: Ok, I gotta go to work.
Chandler: And uh, Rachel, great to have you back.
Chandler: Always a pleasure.
Monica: Oh, Rachel, sweetie, look, here's a really cute picture of you and Joey at the reception.
Rachel: Ohh, he's married! Ross is married. I can't- I still can't believe it.
Monica: Oh. Honey, sweetie, by the edges.
Rachel: I mean, you know I'm just gonna have to accept it...I mean, it's my fault.
Monica: Sweetie! Edges! Fingers! smudgey! Pictures!
Rachel: Oh my God!
Monica: It's ok. That's ok. I-I know that you're very upset right now ok. I know, I know that wasn't about me.
Joey: I bet it was about her a little.
Monica: If you would stop thinking about Ross for one minute you would notice that there are great guys everywhere! I mean, look! Look, Gunther! I mean, he's nice, he's cute.
Rachel: Yeah, I guess Gunther is kind of...
Monica: Look the guy over there. Remember? That is the guy you flirted with at the counter that time.
Rachel: Oh, I don't know. I don't know.
Monica: You're going to talk to him! You know what? We made a deal, I make your decisions and I say you're going to talk to him.
Rachel: All right, you're the boss. I guess I gotta do what you tell me.
Joey: Say that to him and you're golden.
Phoebe: Hey! Joey: Hey, Pheebs!
Monica: We got out pictures back from London. Here's all of us at the Tower of London...
Phoebe: Oh! Here we all are! Yeah, there's Ross and Joey and you, and me.
Chandler: All right, you know what, we've been talking about London too much haven't we?
Phoebe: No. I'm sorry. It's just 'cause I couldn't be there. 'Cause all I ever get to do now is pregnant stuff, it just bums me out.
Chandler and Joey: Uh we're sorry. Sorry Pheebs.
Monica: You know what I like to do? It sounds a little corny but sometimes when I'm bummed out, I like to just close my eyes and think about what a wonderful gift life is.
Monica: What happened?
Rachel: Well, you know, a little of this, a little of that. Got myself a date tomorrow night.
Monica: See, didn't I tell you? ! You're getting over Ross already!
Gunther: Get out!
Monica: What took you so long?
Chandler: I got caught up at work, but I'm quitting tomorrow.
Chandler: So, thanks for having me over!
Chandler: Rach. Pheebs.
Joey: See ya!
Joey: What the hell was that?
Monica: Probably some, you know, European goodbye thing he picked up in London.
Rachel: Wh- That's not European!
Phoebe: Well, it felt French.
Joey: Well I guess it's time for me to say goodbye too, my old friends. Come here give me a little sugar.
Rachel: Oh God, I really had a good time!
Dave: Yeah, me too. Uh. So, I guess this is it.
Rachel: Yeah. Umm, unless you wanna come inside?
Rachel: Ok. Oh, uh, wait a minute, you know what? I uh, I can't decide this. Umm, ok, just hold on a second. Ok.
Rachel: Is Monica around? I-I have to ask her something. Where's Monica? I have to ask her something.
Ross: Doing her laundry.
Rachel: What's that?
Ross: Came in the mail today, it's uh, 72 long-stemmed red roses, one for each day that I've known and loved Emily, cut up into mulch!
Rachel: Oh, honey that's awful.
Ross: Oh, it's not so bad. Monica's gonna make potpourri! I think I'm gonna, go wander out in the rain for awhile.
Rachel: But, it's not raining.
Ross: I can't catch a break!
Rachel: You know what, Ross? You're not going anywhere. You're gonna sit right here. I'm gonna make you a cup of tea and we're gonna talk this whole thing out. All right? Ok.
Rachel: Hey, Dave!
Rachel: Umm, listen, I'm gonna need to take a rain check, my roommate is just really sick. Ok? Ok! Bye!
Rachel: Honey, listen, I know, I know things seem so bad right now and that they're not gonna get any...
Monica: Rach? Can I talk to you just for a minute? I-I dropped some socks.
Monica: What is the matter with you? ! Do-do you wanna fall into the trap? Do you wanna fall into the trap?
Rachel: Ohh! You did not drop any socks!
Monica: I just ran into Dave he told me you blew him off! I mean, you listen to me! Now, I'm calling the shots!
Monica: I say you leave Ross alone and go get Dave! And what the hell were you trying to do?
Rachel: Well, ultimately, I was trying you know, I-I wanted...tell him you know, that I'm still in love with him.
Monica: What? You cannot tell him that!
Rachel: Why? Why not? People love to hear that! Come on I love you. Now, wasn't that nice?
Monica: No. I make the decisions, and I say no.
Rachel: Well, you know what, no, you don't make my decisions because, you're fired.
Monica: You can't fire me. I make your decisions and I say, "I'm not fired!" Ha!
Monica: Rachel! Come on! Let me in!
Joey: Having some trouble?
Monica: Rachel locked the door.
Joey: I'll kick that door in if you give me a little sugar.
Rachel: Ross, there's something I wanna talk to you about. I just need to.
Monica: Rachel, open this door.
Ross: What, is it locked?
Rachel: She's fine. Listen...
Monica: Rachel, I can do this all night if I have to!
Ross: Do you want me to get that?
Rachel: No. You know what? Jus-just let her do her thing and we'll do our thing. 'Cause I really need to tell you...
Monica: Thank you.
Monica: Rachel, can I talk to you outside for a sec?
Monica: I really need to talk to you.
Rachel: Well, then talk!
Monica: Ok, I will. Remember that thing that we just discussed that you wanted to do?
Rachel: Yes! Ross: What thing?
Monica: Well, Rachel wants to take swing dance lessons. Which I think is a really stupid idea!
Monica: It's dangerous, she's never going to get what she wants, and who knows who she might end up hurting.
Ross: Monica's right, swing dancing can be tricky. I'm gonna use the phone.
Ross: I gotta cancel those five giant teddy bears I sent to Emily. My God, think of the massacre.
Rachel: I'm gonna do it.
Monica: All right, Rachel, ok, I know-I know you think I'm crazy, please, before you tell him you love him.
Monica: Just-just try to find one person who thinks this is a good idea. 'Cause I bet you, you can't.
Rachel: But I...
Rachel: All right, fine.
Monica: Joey, I'm in!
Joey: All right. Good deal.
All: Hey, Rach.
Monica: So how did you find anyone that agrees with you yet?
Rachel: No. But you know what? I think-I think I need a male point of view. Joey. You're a man.
Joey: You got that right.
Rachel: Now do you think it would be a good idea if I told Ross that I was still in love with him?
All: Pheebs! Hey Pheebs!
Joey: Uh, ok, Pheebs?
Joey: Umm, you know how the other day you were talking about how you didn't get to go to London and you were kinda feeling left out?
Joey: All right, well, we all felt really bad about that. So, we decided, that we should all take a little trip together!
Phoebe: Ohh, that's so nice! How great! Where, where? Where's the trip? !
Monica: Well, we thought we would all go to a picnic, in Central Park!
Joey: Yeah, all of us! All day!
Phoebe: That sucks! That's not a trip! I just came from the park!
Phoebe: What are we gonna high five about at the stupid Central Park? "Well, it's right by my house, all right!"
Chandler: Well, I'm gonna go home and bask in the triumph of my Central Park idea.
Rachel: Hey-whoa-whoa-whoa! Ho-ho-hold on a sec there, Mr. Kissey!
Rachel: You know, I've been meaning to talk to you about this whole, little, new European thing you've got going on.
Rachel: And I just need to tell you that it makes me very uncomfortable and I just- you know- just stop it!
Chandler: I was just trying to bring a little culture to the group.
Phoebe: That's fine, just don't bring it in my mouth.
Monica: Makes me wanna puke!
Ross: Hey everybody, Pheebs is here!
All: Phoebe, woo!
Phoebe: Ok, woo! Hi.
Chandler: Ok, Pheebs, we decided the picnic idea was a little...You know, it didn't have any...It-it, well it blew.
Chandler: So, we thought, that this afternoon we would all go away for the whole weekend to, Atlantic City!
Phoebe: Ooh, Atlantic City! Oh, that's a great plan! Whose plan was that?
Ross: Wait! It was my plan.
Joey: Nooo, I said we needed a new plan.
Ross: And, I came up with Atlantic City.
Joey: Which, is the new plan!
Monica: Ok, well, why don't we, um, all meet upstairs in an hour?
Phoebe: Ok! Ooh-ahh, I'm gonna go pack. I'm gonna go pack my ass off!
Ross: Well, I think I'm gonna grab some coffee 'cause my ass is already packed.
Monica: All right. Come on Rach, let's go.
Rachel: Yeah, you know what? I'm-I'm gonna meet you upstairs in a minute.
Monica: No! Rachel, you didn't find anyone so you can't tell him.
Rachel: Well, you know what, that doesn't matter.
Monica: Ok, Rachel, do you have any idea how painful it is to tell someone that you love them and not have them say it back?
Rachel: Again, I-I don't care.
Monica: Ok. I-I can't watch.
Rachel: What you reading?
Rachel: Yeah, what's it about?
Ross: Events from around the globe.
Rachel: Uh. Ross, you know what, there's something that I-that I have to talk to you about and everybody's been saying that I shouldn't tell you, but I-I think they're wrong. I mean, you know how people can be wrong.
Ross: Sure. Uh once at work I-I thought carbon dating is fossilized...
Rachel: Ok, Ross, I'm really trying to tell you something here.
Ross: Go ahead.
Rachel: Umm, ok, I think I'm-I'm just gonna-just gonna say it. Just gonna say it. Uhh I'm still in love with you, Ross.
Ross: Wow. Umm...Huh...I'm-I'm, Um, I'm not sure what to do with that right now.
Ross: What? What? Was that a joke? 'Cause it's mean.
Rachel: I'm so dead serious. I'm totally serious.
Ross: Why are you laughing?
Rachel: Because, because, I just heard it. I heard it, and it's ridiculous! I mean, you're married.
Rachel: You're-you're married and it's just ridiculous, and it's like, it's like when I said it, I sort of like, I floated up out of my body, you know?
Rachel: And, and-and then I heard myself say it and then the floating Rachel was like, "You are such an idiot!"
Ross: Well, well I am married.
Rachel: I know.
Ross: Even though I haven't spoken to my wife since the wedding.
Rachel: I'm sorry, that's not funny.
Ross: Actually, it-it kind of is. My wife won't return my calls. I don't know where my wife is. "Hey Ross, where's the Mrs. ?" Don't know!
Rachel: Oh God, ohh, ok, you know what, do you think ah, do you think you could just kinda forget that I told you this?
Ross: Well, I kinda have to. I mean, 'cause the thing is...
Rachel: Well, the thing is, you know, that you're married to Emily.
Ross: That is what the thing is.
Rachel: Oh, God. Thing- Ross, things aren't gonna be weird between us, right? I mean was that just the stupidest thing, me telling you that?
Ross: No. No. No, God, I'm-I'm glad you did. Look, if-if nothing else, it's-it's always great when someone tells you they love you all right.
Rachel: Ro- That's what I said! Ross, thank you for being so nice.
Ross: No thank you for...Thank you.
Rachel: Oh, God. I'm just glad I didn't give you the cassette I made of all of our songs.
Ross: What-what, eh, what songs?
Rachel: Oh you know: "With or Without You".
Ross: Oh yeah.
Ross: Ohhh yeah.
Ross: Wh-why "Rhiiannon"?
Rachel: Come on, you remember! In-in the living room? On Monica's laundry?
Ross: Not me.
Monica: So what happened?
Rachel: Uhhh. Well, it was really hard but...umm...I'm glad I did it.
Monica: So was I right or-or wrong?
Rachel: Well, oh, come on, honey, does it really matter?
Monica: Yes. I need it for my score book. Diary.
Ross: Ok, let's go!
Chandler: Yeah Atlantic City!
Ross: Come on!
Phoebe: Atlantic City, baby! Let's roll some bones! Hey Joey, high-five for rolling bones!
Joey: Uh, Pheebs, you, leaking.
Monica: Oh my God! Your water broke!
The Guys: Ohh! Ok.
Phoebe: All right. Well, don't worry, I call shotgun!
All: Whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa! Wait-wait!
Chandler: Pheebs! We have to take you to the hospital now!
Phoebe: Ok. Yeah. Well, there's probably one on the way to Atlantic City.
Ross: Pheebs, Pheebs, the babies are coming now.
Rachel: Honey, high-five, the babies are coming!
Phoebe: Wait, wait, remember when my water broke?
Monica: I can't believe Phoebe's gonna have her babies!
Chandler: I know, it's beautiful and amazing.
Chandler: You know what else I can't believe? I had to kiss Phoebe and Rachel every time I left a room, I mean it's too bad they didn't see us having sex.
Monica: Do you know anything about women?
Monica: It's all right.