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No! No! No! | |
What?! | |
I was up all night writing this really nasty letter to Emily! It was perfect and now it's all covered in-in… Actually, thanks! | |
All right! Everybody ready to go to the movies? | |
Uh actually, I think I'm gonna skip it. | |
Really? | |
Yeah, I'm gonna stay and read my book. I just wanna be alone right now. | |
Oh. Are you sure you don't want to come? Tom Hanks, Meg Ryan, they get mail and stuff. | |
That's okay, Joe. | |
All right, let's go Pheebs. | |
Oh God! | |
That was amazing. | |
I know. | |
Hey, do you realize we may have just changed our lives forever? | |
We may have just started a family. | |
Nine months from now we can be here, having our own baby. | |
And if not, we got to do it on a bucket. | |
Ross! You gotta stop! Okay?! You can’t just stare through the peep hole for three hours! You’re gonna get peep eye! | |
I knew it! | |
I knew it! | |
I always knew she liked him! | |
Y'know, she’d say no, but here we are! | |
Right? | |
We just broke up, first thing she does! | |
You didn’t just break up. | |
Hey, it’s been like three weeks! | |
You slept with somebody three hours after you thought you broke up. I mean bullets have left guns slower! | |
Hey, so uh, y'know how there's something I wanted to talk to you about? | |
Oh yeah! | |
Well, y'know how I'm trying to work things out with Emily. | |
Well, there's this one thing… Okay, here goes. | |
I made a promise that--Oh hey! | |
What? | |
You're nose is bleeding! | |
Oh God. | |
No! | |
Oh not again! | |
This-this happened when my grandfather died. | |
It's ugh! | |
Sorry. | |
Oh, okay, so I'm sorry, what-what were you-what did you want to tell me? | |
Umm | |
Sorry. Sorry. | |
Okay, I uh, I can't see you anymore. | |
Yeah, I know. It's ridiculous! I can't see you either. | |
Not yet! Not yet! Not yet! Not yet! Not yet! Not yet! Not yet! Not yet! | |
Hello, Chip. | |
Hey, Rach! How ya doin’? | |
I’m great! I’m great. I’ve got a great job at | |
So ah, Monica ready yet? | |
She’ll be out in a second. So, Chip, how’s umm, Amy Welch? | |
Amy Welch? Wow! I haven’t seen her since... So, Monica about ready? | |
That’s right, I love you! And-and I’m gonna play with you all the time. | |
How can you let him talk to your crotch like that? | |
He’s talking to the baby. | |
Ohh! | |
Okay! | |
Okay, cause when-when he said, "I can’t wait to hear your first words," I thought, "There’s a trick." | |
Okay. Well, I gotta go you guys. I’ll see you later. | |
Okay. | |
Oh my, oh my God! | |
Aw, it’s unbelievable! | |
Wow! | |
She is kicking so much! | |
Oh, she’s like umm…oh…who’s that kind of annoying girl soccer player? | |
Mia Hamm? | |
Mia Hamm! | |
Oh that’s amazing. | |
Oh-oh!! One hand on the sheet Joe! | |
Whoa-hey-oh! Sorry! | |
Okay, what do you guys think? | |
Dude! | |
I have never known love like this. | |
You really like it? | |
Dude! How-how did you write this? | |
I stole Monica’s and changed the name. | |
You can’t | |
If he goes first he can! | |
Yeah! | |
Anyway, I-I still think we should try to patch things up, y’know? | |
Like uh, maybe we could get him to get tickets to another Knicks game and invite him. | |
Oh wow that’s a great idea! And | |
Here you go. | |
Hey-hey-hey-ho-ho, I got this one. | |
Here you go. | |
Y’know I gotta tell ya, sometimes I just—I don’t get Chandler. | |
Y’know, me and him do stuff all the time without you and you don’t get all upset. | |
All the time? | |
All the time! | |
Cassie, how you-how you doin’ on that…hot dog. | |
I’m all done. | |
Thank God. | |
I guess the last time we really hung out was when our parents rented that beach house together. | |
Oh right. | |
Right. | |
Ooh, remember the time I uh, I pinned you down and tickled you ‘til you cried? | |
We’re probably too old to do that now. | |
I’ll always remember that summer, because it’s when I got all of these freckles. | |
Uh-huh! Uh-huh! And-and-and I’ll always remember that summer because that’s when I realized that we are related. | |
It took you that long to figure it out, huh? |