Housekeeper: The Waltham Residence.
Phoebe: Oh...yes. is this. umm. Emily's Parents' house?
Housekeeper: This is the housekeeper speaking. And by the way, young lady, that is not how one addresses a person on the telephone.
First one identifies oneself and then asks for the person with whom one wishes to speak.
Phoebe: What're you saying? !
Housekeeper: Now, let us try that again, shall we?
Phoebe: No! Ooh! Oh my God!
Housekeeper: The Waltham Residence.
Phoebe: Hello. Uh, this is Phoebe Buffay. I was wondering, please, if-if it's not too much trouble, please, umm, might I speak with Miss Emily Waltham, please?
Housekeeper: Miss Waltham, is at the rehearsal dinner and it's not polite to make fun of people. Goodbye.
Phoebe: No no no, I'll be nice, I swear! !! Could you just give me the number for where they are?
Housekeeper: I'm afraid, I'm not at liberty to divulge that information.
Phoebe: Ok look, somebody is on their way to ruin the wedding, ok? I have to warn somebody, alright?
So if you don't give me that number then I'm gonna come over there and I'm gonna kick your snooty ass all the way to New Glocken. shire.
Phoebe: Hello, Hello. Ohh, Ohh, she knew I could kick her ass.
Ross: Hi. Mom. Dad.
Mrs. Geller: Sweetheart. Oh sorry were late, my fault, I insisted on riding the tube.
Mr. Geller: Judy, the kids.
Mrs. Geller: Jack, that's what they call the subway.
Mr. Geller: Ohh, I thought that you...
Ross and Monica: Dad, dad. We got it! ! We got it! !!
Emily: Ohh, here comes my dad and stepmum. Mr. and Mrs. Geller, this is Steven and Andrea Waltham.
Mr. Waltham: Hello. Hello. How do you do? How do you do?
Very nice to meet you. Hi darling they're the Gellers. Darling, it's the Gellers. She's very self-involved, you know. I should never have married her.
Mrs. Waltham: Sorry, what?
Mr. Waltham: It's the Gellers, darling!
Mrs. Waltham: Where?
Mr. Waltham: Well that's one and there's another one.
Mrs. Waltham: Lovely to meet you.
Mr. Waltham: Terribly nice of you to-to offer to pay for half the wedding.
Mr. Geller: Ohh forget it. To hell with tradition, we're happy to do it.
Mrs. Geller: Aw we know. We know how expensive weddings can be, besides this may be the only wedding we get to throw.
Monica: Ha ha, a joke that's funny in all countries.
Joey: What's in it?
Waiter: Goat cheese, watercress, and panchetta.
Joey: That's not food...No, I don't know...Everything's different here...I wanna go home.
I...I miss my family. I miss the coffee house. I can't even remember what Phoebe looks like.
Chandler: Joey, it's been three days, ok? You're just, just a little homesick, Ok? Would you just try to relax. And just, just enjoy yourself.
Joey: You're different here too. You're mean in England.
Mr. Geller: What the hell? !
Ross: What's up dad?
Mr. Geller: We this bill for my half of the wedding. it's insane.
Mrs. Geller: How can that be so much? The reception's at their house.
Mr. Geller: Flowers, liquor, recarpet first floor. New guest bath, landscaping. I'm paying to remodel this guy's house. I'm gonna give that son of a bitch, a piece of my mind.
Ross: Dad, dad, come on, please. Look, I don't want anything to upset Emily tonight.
Alright, she's had a hard enough couple of days as it is. Now here, here, let me go talk to him, ok?
Mr. Geller: Will you tell him no one takes advantage of the Gellers.
Mrs. Geller: Ooh, Jack...Someti- sometimes I forget how powerful you can be.
Monica: And I'm gonna go get drunk.
Rachel: Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh. Hi.
Ticket Agent: Hello.
Rachel: Hello. Umm, when is your next flight to London?
Ticket Agent: There's one leaving in thirty minutes.
Rachel: Ohh, good.
Ticket Agent: And I do have one seat left.
Rachel: Ohh, thank you, thank you, thank you.
Ticket Agent: The last minute fare on this ticket is twenty seven hundred dollars.
Rachel: Huh. How about 600?
Ticket Agent: Sorry.
Rachel: How about 600 and these earrings?
Ticket Agent: They prefer it if I don't barter.
注释：barter:(同某人) 以物易物; 以(财产或劳务等)作交换。
Rachel: Ohh, I just don't think I have enough left on my credit card.
Ticket Agent: Well you can split it with another credit card.
Rachel: Ohh, ok, how-how about, how about five. Ohh, thank you.
Ticket Agent: I'm just going to need to see your passport.
Rachel: Ok, you know what? I-I don't have it, but I can tell you exactly where it is on my nightstand, and...
Ok. But you know what, ok? I have my, I have my driver's license and, I have a twenty.
Ross: Look, face it, my father is not going to pay for the build-in barbecue and believe me you can kiss your gazebo goodbye. Now I might be able to get you the new lawn.
Mr. Waltham: Ahh, then you have to give us the lawn ornaments.
Ross: I go back there with lawn ornaments, he's going to laugh in my face.
Mrs. Waltham: This is ridiculous. I mean we had an agreement. Will you say something, Steven? ! Please! !!
Mr. Waltham: Don't take that tone with me. All-all right you can.
Rachel: Hi, Pheebs.
Phoebe: Oh thank God. Oh, you changed your mind. Oh, look I know you probably wanna be alone, you don't wanna talk about it, that's fine.
I just want you to know, I think you are doing the right thing and...
Rachel: Bye, Pheebs.
Phoebe: Wait! ! Where are you going? ! What are you doing? ! No! ! Wait! ! God! ! Why am I always pregnant when she does that? !
Chandler: I'd like to make a toast, to Ross and Emily. 'Course, my big toast will be tomorrow at the wedding, so this is kind of my little toast or Melba toast, if you will.
Ok. I've known Ross for a long time. In fact, I knew him when he was going out with his first girlfriend.
And I thought things really were gonna work out for him. until the day he over-inflated her. Ohh, Dear God.
Mrs. Waltham: Hello, Waltham Materials.
Phoebe: Oh, hi, Mrs. Waltham. I need to speak with um either one of the best men, or Ross's sister Monica.
Mrs. Waltham: Who is this?
Phoebe: Oh, I'm-I'm Phoebe Buffay. I'm one of Ross's best friends.
Mrs. Waltham: Where did you get this number?
Phoebe: I got it from your maid. She's a bitch, but I wore her down.
Mrs. Waltham: You're-, if you're one of Ross's best friends, why aren't you here?
Phoebe: Yeah, 'cause, um, I can't fly. I'm having my brother's babies.
Mrs. Waltham: Oh. Am I on the radio?
Phoebe: No. Umm, could I talk to one of them? It's very very important.
Mrs. Waltham: No, I'm bored- If you- Now I'm gonna cut you off.
Phoebe: Ohh! Ok, I'm gonna have to kick her ass too.
Chandler: And I'm sure we're all very excited, uh. that Ross and Emily are getting married at Montgomery Hall. I mean to think, my friend getting married in Monty Hall.
Ohh, come on! ! Monty Hall! ! Let's make a deal! ! Come on, you people! ! All right, forget it! ! Congratulations, Ross and Emily.
Joey: Hey, best man number two, Joey Tribbiani. Now I'm not good with the jokes like Chandler here. Boy...but ahh, I just want to say congratulation to the happy couple.
I first met Ross in this coffee house back home...Home...New York City...Where everybody knows my name.
Well anyway, uh, I love you guys. But not as much as I love America. Could we please...go home now?
Felicity: Are you going home? I was hoping to get to know you better.
Joey: I'm not going anywhere, sweetheart.
Monica: I was laughing.
Chandler: Out loud?
Monica: Well I didn't want everyone to think I was stupid.
Chandler: So how are you doing?
Monica: My mother's driving me crazy, but Ross is getting married. I'm happy. I'm not gonna let anything spoil that.
Drunk Man: I just wanna say that Ross, is a wonderful young man.
Monica: Well, thanks, we-we like him.
Drunk Man: My God! ! You must have been a teenager when you had him.
Mr. Geller: There's no way in hell, I'm paying for it.
Ross: Look, we're down to just one point. Could we please, maybe just settle it after the wedding?
Mr. Geller: All right fine, but I just wanna say, I'm not paying for your wine cellar. You thieving, would be speaking German if it weren't for us, cheap little man.
Chandler: The guy was hammered, ok? There's no way, that you look like Ross's mother.
Monica: Then why would he say it?
Chandler: Because he's crazy. Ok? He came up to me earlier and thanked me for my very moving performance in Titanic.
Monica: My mother's right. I'm never gonna get married.
Chandler: Ahh, you know what? That is....Who wouldn't want you?
Monica: Please? ! I'm a single mom, with a thirty year old son!
Rachel: Hi, I'm back. Listen, I need to...
Ticket Agent: Hello.
Rachel: Hello. I need to get on the 11 o'clock flight.
Ticket Agent: Oh I'm afraid that plane has already pulled away from the gate.
Rachel: Look, you know, you're gonna have to call that plane and tell them to swing around and come and pick me up.
Ticket Agent: I can't do that.
Rachel: Sure, you know what? Come on, we'll just tell them that there was like a problem with like the "engine".
Ticket Agent: I'm afraid I'm going to have to ask you to step aside, Miss.
Rachel: Look, If I don't get to London, he is gonna marry that other girl!
Ticket Agent: Can't imagine why.
Rachel: All right, you know what? I am not leaving here, until you call that plane back! !
Ross: I'm getting married today! ! Whoo-hoo! !
Chandler: Morning, Ross.
Ross: I'm getting married, to. .day! !
Chandler: Yeah you are! !
Ross: Ahh, whoo-hoo! !
Monica: Do you think he knew I was here?
Passenger: Ahh, ahh, excuse me.
Passenger: If you're planning on doing that throughout the entire flight. Please tell me now. So that I could that a sedative...or perhaps slip you one.
Rachel: I'm sorry. I'm uh, very sorry. Sorry. It's just, I'm ahh, I'm kind of excited. I'm, ahh, I'm going to London to ahh, to tell this guy that I love him.
Chandler: Well I've-I've never done that with you before.
Chandler: So, ahh, how are ya? How ya...How ya...You ok?
Monica: Yep, yep...You?
Chandler: Oh yes...Yes. . Uh-huh. You? We did you.
Monica: Well...I-I'd better get going.
Chandler: Ok-ah-ah, absolutely, you know.
Monica: Could you not look?
Chandler: I don't wanna look.
Phoebe: Hey, where the hell have you been? !
Joey: Hey. I spent the night out. I met this cute bridesmaid. She is so...
Phoebe: I-I don't wanna hear about her!
Joey: Ahh Pheebs, you know you're still my number one girl.
Phoebe: No! No, we have an emergency. Ok? Rachel's coming to London.
Joey: Ohh great!
Phoebe: No it's not great. No, she's coming to tell Ross that she loves him.
Joey: But, he loves Emily.
Phoebe: I KNOW THAT! You have to stop her! She's gonna ruin the wedding!
Phoebe: All right, so, ok...
Joey: Hold on. Hold on. Rachel coming. Do...something.
Phoebe: Ok, so then I'm done my part, ok. It's your responsibility now. The burden is off me, right?
Phoebe: So tell me about this girl.
Rachel:...And so then I realised. All this stuff that I had been doing. proposing to Joshua, lying to Ross about why I couldn't come to the wedding. Was all just a way of...
Passenger: Oh, oh oh! ! I'm sorry, can I interrupt? You know I just want to say that you are a horrible, horrible person.
Rachel: Par-pardon me?
Passenger: Well you say you love this man, and you're about to ruin the happiest day of his life.
I'm afraid I have to agree with you friend Pheebs. This is a. . this is a. . terrible, terrible plan.
Rachel: But he has to know how I feel!
Passenger: But why? He loves this. this Emily person. No good can come of this.
Rachel: Well I-I think you're wrong.
Rachel: Well, he doesn't really love her. I mean, it's just a rebound thing from me...You'll see!
Passenger: Fortunately, I won't. And by the way, it seems to be perfectly clear that you were, on a break.
Joey: Do something...Something.
Joey: Have you seen Monica?
Chandler: I'm not seeing Monica.
Joey: Look, we-we gotta find her. Phoebe just called! Rachel's coming to tell Ross she loves him!
Chandler: Oh my God!
Joey: I know! That's why we gotta find Monica! ! You know where she is?
Chandler: No! ! Ok! What's with the third degree? ! Why don't you just shine a light in my eyes? !
Mrs. Geller: Oh my God! It's like a fairyland.
Mrs. Waltham: I know, it's horrible isn't it?
Monica: Well, I love it. I only hope my wedding looks this good.
Mrs. Geller: I just hope...
Monica: You can let some of them go by!
Joey: Pisst, Monica. Alright, we really need to start looking out for Rachel.
I'll cover the front door. You watch that big hole at the back of the building and I got Chandler covering Ross.
Monica: Why would I care where Chandler is? You know uhh...You know sometimes I don't even like Chandler.
Ross: I do. I do. I do.
Chandler: Oh yeah, you're right. It's the second one.
Felicity: Hello Joey.
Joey: Hey, Felicity.
Felicity: Umm, I thought about you all day.
Felicity: Um-hum. Talk New York to me again.
Joey: Forget about it. How you doing?
Mrs. Geller: There's nothing to discuss. We're not paying for your wine cellar.
Mr. Waltham: You-you have to meet me in the middle here.
Mr. Geller: Hey, you keep pushing me on this, my foot's going to meet the middle of your ass.
Ross: Dad! !
Emily: What-what's going on? !
Ross: Nothing, nothing. Everything is under control.
Mr. Waltham: You want a piece of me, sir? Is that what you're saying? You want a piece of me?
Ross: Ok! Ok! That's it! ! Parents! ! Parents! ! Back away! ! All right, this is our wedding day!
From now on everyone gets along, and if I hear one more word. NO GRANDCHILDREN! That's right! !
Mr. Geller: Ok, ok.
Mr. Waltham: Sorry old boy, sorry. Sorry. Sorry. I could kill you with my thumb, you know.
Emily: What was all that about?
Ross: It was...This disagreement over...My God. You...you look beautiful.
Emily: Ohh...Oh! You were not meant to see me before the wedding. It's bad luck.
Ross: You know what, I think we've had all the bad luck we're gonna have.
Ross: My God. Rachel! You're here. I can't believe it. What happen? Why are you here?
Rachel: Well I just came...I just needed to tell you...Congratulations.
Mrs. Waltham: Hello, Waltham Materials.
Phoebe: Hi, Mrs. Waltham. Hi. It's Phoebe again.
Mrs. Waltham: Why? !
Phoebe: Yeah. Can I please, please, please talk to one of the best men? I- This is gonna be the last time I promise.
Mrs. Waltham: Joey there's a girl on the phone for you.
Joey: Oh great! ! Hello.
Phoebe: Joey, it's Phoebe. Did you stop Rachel?
Joey: No, but it's ok. She just came in and gave him a hug, that it.
Phoebe: So nothing got ruined?
Phoebe: Oh that's so great! Oh, so what's going on now?
Joey: Ah, I'm-I'm walking down the aisle...Still walking. I'm about to pass the bridesmaid I hooked up with last night. Hey! I just told her "Hey."
Ok now, I'm at the front with Ross. It's Phoebe. He looks pretty mad. Uh...I'd better go.
Phoebe: No! ! wait, wait, wait! ! Oh please, hold it up so I can listen.
Chandler: What we did last night was...
Chandler: Yeah I mean totally crazy stupid.
Monica: What were we thinking?
Chandler: I'm coming over tonight though, right?
Monica: Oh yeah. Definitely.
Minister: Friends. Family. We are gathered to celebrate here today the joyous union of Ross, and Emily.
May the happiness we share with them today be with them always. Now Emily, repeat after me. I, Emily...
Emily: I, Emily...
Minister: Take thee Ross...
Emily: Take thee Ross...
Minister: As my lawfully wedded husband, in sickness and in health, till death parts us.
Emily: As my lawfully wedded husband, in sickness and in health, until death parts us.
Minister: Now Ross, repeat after me. I Ross...
Ross: I Ross...
Minister: Take thee Emily...
Ross: Take thee Rachel...Emily. Emily.
Minister: Shall I go on?