| TOW All The Kissing |
| Rachel: Phoebe, you were right. I should've never gone to London, and from now on you make all my decisions for me. Phoebe: Oh, no. I did that for someone once. I'm not comfortable having that kind of power and control over someone's life. Monica: I'll do it! Chandler: Y'know what else I can't believe? I had to kiss Phoebe and Rachel every time I left the room! I mean, it's too bad they didn't see us having sex. Monica: Do you know anything about women? Chandler: No Monica: ...That's all right. Monica: You look cute in bubbles. Chandler: Ehh, you're just all liquored up. Joey: Hey, it's me! I'm comin' in! [Monica goes under the bubbles] Ahh, I'm gonna go get some chicken. Want some? Chandler: Ahh, no thanks. No chicken, bye-bye then. Joey: You sure? Some extra crispy? Dirty rice? Beans? Chandler: For the last time no! Get out! Get out,Joey! [Monica comes up from beneath the bubbles] Are you okay? I'm so sorry, he wouldn't leave. He kept asking me about chicken. Monica: Chicken? I could eat some chicken. Monica: What took you so long? Chandler: I got caught up and work, but I'm quitting tomorrow. Monica: Oh good. [they start kissing and Chandler see Rachel, Phoebe and Joey walk in the door and ends the kiss] Chandler: So than thanks for having me over! Rach [goes over and kisses her]. Pheebs [goes over and kisses her] Monica: Oh, what about that guy over there? Remember? That's 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! Y'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. Rachel: What's that? Ross: It came in the mail today. It's, uh, 72-long-stemmed roses, one for each day that I've known and loved Emily...cut up into mulch. "I'm gonna use the phone. I gotta cancel those five giant Teddy Bears I sent to Emily. My God, think of the massacre!"-Ross Monica: Sweetie! Edges! Fingers! Smudgey! Pictures! Rachel: Oh my God! [licks the picture] Monica: Okay. That's okay. I-I know that you're very upset right now. I know, I know that wasn't about me. |