| TOW Joey Moves Out |
| Chandler: Excuse me, you guys are getting tattoos? Rachel: Yes, but you can not tell Ross, cause I want to surprise him. Joey: Wow, this is wild. What are you gonna get? Phoebe: Um, I'm getting a lily...for my mom. 'Cause her name is Lily. Chandler: Wow, that's lucky. What if her name was Big Ugly Splotch? Mrs.Geller: So did you kids thank Dr.Burke for the ride? Ross: Um, actually, Mom, I think Monica thanked him for the both of us. Joey: Can you believe this place? Chandler: I know, this is a great apartment! Joey: I was just in the bathroom and there's mirrors on both sides of you. So when you're in there it's like you're peeing with the Rockettes. Mr.Geller: Look, I know what you're going through. When I turned fifty, I got the porsche. You, you got your own little speedster. Richard: Guys, seriously, it is not like that. Mr.Geller: Tell you what, maybe one of these weekends you could borrow the car and I could... Ross: Dad, I BEG you not to finish that sentence. Mr.Geller: What? I'm kidding. You know I'd never let him touch the Porsche. Monica: You remember that video of Mom & Dad I found? Ross: Yeah. Monica: Well I just caught the live show. Chandler: I'll just turn your, uh, bedroom into a game room or something. You know, put the foosball table in there. Joey: Woah. Why do you get to keep the table? Chandler: I did pay for half of it. Joey: Yeah. And, uh, I paid for the other half. Chandler: All right, I'll tell you what: I'll play you for it. Joey: All right, you're on. I can take two minutes out of my day to kick your ass! Chandler: Your little men are gonna get scored on more times than your sister. Joey: Woah! Woah, woah, woah! What sister? Monica: I'm a twinkie. Richard: Really? I'm a hero. Monica: Oh, this is so hard. Richard: Yea, I know. I hate it too. Look, maybe we should just tell them. Monica: Maybe we should tell your parents first. Richard: My parents are dead. Mrs. Geller [they start kissing] Oh Jack, stop. Mr. Geller: C'mon, it's my birthday. Monica: Well, uh, he's a doctor. Mrs.Geller: A real doctor? Monica: No, a doctor of meat. Of course he's a real doctor. And he's handsome, and he's sweet, and know you'd like him. [she puts her arm around Richard] Mrs.Geller: It seems your daughter and Richard are something of an item. Mr.Geller: That's impossible, he's got a twinkie in the city. Monica: Dad, I'm the twinkie. Mr.Geller: You're the twinkie? Richard: She's not a twinkie. Phoebe: I know, I know and I was gonna get it but then he came in with his needle and uh, di-did you know they do this with needles? Rachel: Really? You don't say, because mine was licked on by kittens. |