| TOW Rachel Is Late |
| Estelle: Joey, it's Estelle! Great news, I was able to get you and one guest tickets to your premiere. Joey: One guest? You told me I could have six tickets! Estelle: Well, I sold four of them on Ebay. You'll be sitting next to HotGuy372. Monica: Care to make it interesting? I'll bet you she'll have it by this time tomorrow. Phoebe: You're on! Monica: Okay, how much? Phoebe: One hundred thousand dollars! Monica: How about fifty bucks? Phoebe: Fine, I'll call Zurich and move some money around. Rachel: All right all right, let's go! Ross: Uh, do you want to change first? The doctor's keeping the office open late for us, but if you hurry... Rachel: No, I'm fine. Ross: Really? You don't think that's a little inappropriate? Phoebe: Good God man, don't anger it! Ross: Wow! Rachel: Excuse me? Ross: Oh nothing, nothing. Just, uh, you've been a little short with me lately. I'm not trying to irritate you. Rachel: Well, then you must just have a natural talent for it. Ross: You know what? The doctor will be in soon. Why don't we not speak until then? Rachel: Okay. [pauses] Seriously, breathe louder Ross! That's great! Ross: You know, we should probably ask the doctor if she knows how to deliver a baby that's half human, half pure evil! "All right, let's be practical. If Ross isn't willing to do it, he's not the only guy in the world you can have sex with. You can borrow Chandler! Chandler is good!"-Monica "But you'll be performing a service, okay? Just think of me as a ketchup bottle. You know, sometimes you have to bang on the end of it just to get something to come out."-Rachel "Until then General Grant, why don't you set up camp right there?"-Phoebe |