Friends

[Scene: Central Perk, the whole gang is there, Ross is telling a story
about what happened at work and the rest of the gang are thinking to
themselves, denoted by italics.]

Ross: So I told Carl, 'Nobody, no matter how famous their parents are,
nobody is allowed to climb on the dinosaur.' But of course this
went in one ear and out.....

Rachel: I love how he cares so much about stuff. If I squint I can
pretend he's Alan Alda.

Monica: Oh good, another dinosaur story. When are those gonna become
extinct?

Chandler: If I was a superhero who could fly and be invisible, that
would be the best.

Gunther: What does Rachel see in this guy? I love Rachel. I wish she
was my wife.

(Joey is singing in his head.)

Phoebe: Who's singing?

OPENING CREDITS


[Scene: Monica and Rachel's, the whole gang is there including Janice,
they're watching Happy Days.]

Ross: Hey. When you guys were kids and you played Happy Days, who were
you? I was always Richie.

Monica: I was always Joanne.

Joey: Question. Was ah, 'Egg the Gellers!' the war cry of your
neighbourhood?

(A commercial for the Mattress King, Janice's ex-husband, comes on TV.)

Phoebe: Ewww! Oh! It's the Mattress King!

Joey: Booo!!

Chandler: (to Janice) Don't look honey. Change the channel! Change the
channel!

Janice: Wait! Wait! I wanna see this. After I divorce him, half of
that kingdom is gonna be mine.

Matress King: (on TV) 'Despair fills the mattress showroom. My kingdom
is suddenly without a queen. I'm so depressed I'm going to
slash... my prices!! Check it out! Four ninety-nine for a
pillow top queen set! I'm going medieval on prices!

Chandler: What a wank!

Janice: Oh, I cannot believe he's using our divorce to sell mattresses.

Monica: I know! And four ninety-nine for a pillow top queen set, who
cares about the divorce, those babies will sell themselves.
(they all stare at her) And I'm appalled for you by the way.

Matress King: (on TV) I'm close. I'm cheap. I'm the king.

[Scene: Central Perk, Rachel is on the phone, everyone else is there
except Joey.]

Rachel: 'Okay. (listens) Okay, daddy we'll see you tomorrow night.
(listens) Okay bye-bye.' (hangs up)

Ross: We?

Rachel: Are ah, having dinner with my Dad tomorrow night, I hope that's
okay.

Ross: Oh shoot, tomorrow's not so good, I'm supposed to um, fall off
the Empire State building and land on a bicycle with no seat.
Sorry.

Rachel: Ross, my father doesn't hate you.

Ross: Please, he refers to me as 'wethead'.

Rachel: But honey he calls everybody by a nickname! Okay, look, I know,
all right, just one dinner, please, just one night for me,
please. I just want him to love you like I do. (Ross looks at
her) All right, well not exactly like I do, but, but, if you
do come to dinner, I'll love you like I do in that black thing
that you like.

Chandler: (leaning in) I'll go.

Ross: Fine.

Rachel: Thank you.

Ross: Hi Gunther.

Gunther: Yeah, we'll see!

Joey: (entering) Hey, you guys!

Phoebe: Hey!

Joey: Guess what?

Ross: What?

Joey: I got a gig!

All: Yay!!

Chandler: See, that's why I could never be an actor. Because I can't
say gig.

Phoebe: Yeah, I can't say croissant. (realises) Oh my God!

Monica: What's the part?

Joey: Well, it's not a part, no. I'm teaching acting for soap operas
down at the Learning Extension.

Ross: Come on! That's great.

All: Wow!

Joey: Yeah, yeah. It's like my chance to give something back to the
acting community.

Ross: Y'know your probably not allowed to sleep with any of your
students.

Joey: (glares at him) I know!

[Scene: Mattress King, Monica and Phoebe are shopping for a new
mattress.]

Phoebe: Ugh! I don't know Monica. It feels funny just being here. I
mean if you buy a bed from Janice's ex-husband, that's like
betraying Chandler.

Monica: Not at these prices.

Phoebe: (sees a little kid playing with a race car bed) (to kid) Hi.
Y'know in England this car would be on the other side of the
store. (the kid just stares at her, and she makes the 'that
went right over your head' motion) Woo!

Monica: (lying down on a mattress) Oh! Ohhhhh! Oh! Phoebe, come here.
Aw, this is my new bed. You gotta feel this bad boy.

Phoebe: Eh, Monica it, it feels so weird, y'know, Chandler's your
friend... (hops onto the bed) Oh! Oh my God! Aw, all right
take this bed, you can make other friends.

[Scene: Classroom. Joey is writing his name on the board, but turns
around before he's done which causes him to write his name with a
downward curve, and he then underlines it, and draws the line right
through his name.]

Joey: Good evening. I'm Mr. Tribbiani. And I will be teaching acting
for soap operas. Now um, on my first day as (proudly) Dr. Drake
Remoray on Days of Our Lives, (looks for a reaction from his
students, and gets none.) I learned that one of the most
important things in soap opera acting is reacting, this does not
mean acting again, it means, you don't have a line, but someone
else just did. And it goes like this. (looks all intense for a
moment and then gasps, the students cheer him) Thanks, thanks,
a lot. Oh, by the way, before I forget to work in soap operas
some of you will have to become much more attractive. All right,
moving right along.

[Scene: Monica and Rachel's, Joey is entering, Phoebe is already there
waiting for the delievery guy.]

Joey: Hi!

Phoebe: Hey! Ooh! How was teaching last night?

Joey: Oh it was great. Yeah, you get to say stuff like, 'Hey, the bell
doesn't dismiss you, I dismiss you.'

Phoebe: Ooooh, nice.

Joey: Oh, and guess what, I got an audition for All My Children.

Phoebe: Oh, yay!

Joey: Yeah, it's this great part, this boxer named Nick. And I'm so,
so right for it, y'know, he's just like me. Except he's a boxer,
and has an evil twin.

(There is a knock on the door.)

Phoebe: Oh. (goes and answers the door and there is this huge black
delievery guy.)

Guy: Dom da-da dom! Here ye! Here ye! Delivery from the Mattress King. (to Phoebe) You Miss Geller?

Phoebe: Okay.

Guy: Sign here. (hands her a clipboard)

Phoebe: Oh, do I have a middle name. All right Monica Velula Geller.
It's that bedroom there. (points to Monica's room)

Joey: Hey, Monica bought a bed from the Mattress King?

Phoebe: Yeah, so please, please, please, don't say anything to Chandler.

Joey: You want me to lie to Chandler?

Phoebe: Is that a problem?

Joey: No.

Phoebe: Oh, hey, hey Nick the boxer let's see what you got. All right
ya, put 'em up. Come on. (they start shadow boxing)

Joey: Hey, you're ah, pretty good at this.

Phoebe: Yeah, well I had to learn, I was staying at the Y and some off
the young men weren't acting Christian enough.

Joey: Ahh!

(Joey throws a punch and just lightly taps her on the shoulder, Phoebe
counters with a jab to the nose.)

Joey: Hey now!

(Phoebe throws another jab, and lands it on Joey's nose, causing it to
bleed.)

Joey: Hey!!! Oww!! And I'm bleeding.

Phoebe: Oh! Oh! Oh!

Joey: Okay, great.

Phoebe: Wow! And I'm a vegetarian! All right, all right, well I'm sorry,
we'll put some ice on it.

Joey: Okay.

Phoebe: 'Kay, put your head back.

Joey: All right. I can't see.

Phoebe: All right, I have ya. Oh God.

Guy: Which bedroom do ya want it in Miss Geller?

Phoebe: Oh, it's the compulsively neat one by the window, okay.

Guy: Gotcha. (he and his helper walk in carrying the racecar bed.)

[Scene: Restaurant, Rachel and Ross and Dr. Green are having dinner.]

Rachel: Hi Daddy!

Dr. Green: This where they put it? What, there no table available in
the kitchen! Hello, baby.

Rachel: You remember Ross.

Dr. Green: Um-hmm.

Ross: Nice to see you again Dr. Green.

Dr. Green: So! (they both try to sit next to Rachel but Dr. Green is
successful.) (to Ross) How's the library?

Ross: Ugh, museum.

Dr. Green: What happened to the library?

Ross: There never was a library. I mean there are libraries, its just
that I ah, I never worked at one.

Dr. Green: You know what's really good here, the lobster. What do you
say shall I just order three.

Ross: Yeah, if you're really hungry. (Dr. Green stares at him) It was
a joke, I made a joke.

Rachel: Yeah, actually Daddy Ross is allergic to lobster.

Dr. Green: What kind of person is allergic to lobster? I guess the
kind of person that works at a library.

Ross: It's not a library...

Dr. Green: (interrupting him) I know!! It's a museum! What, you're the
only one around here who can make a joke! At least mine was
funny. Ah, waiter, we will have two lobsters and a menu.
(nods at Ross, and mouths I don't know to the waiter.)

[Scene: After dinner.]

Ross: So, Dr. Green, how's the old boat.

Dr. Green: They found rust. You know what rust does to a boat?

Ross: It gives it a nice antiquey look.

Dr. Green: (he stares at Ross) Rust, is boat cancer, Ross.

Ross: Wow. I'm sorry, when I was a kid I lost a bike to that. (Rachel
giggles at that)

Dr. Green: Excuse me for a moment, will you please, I want to say good
night to the Levines, before we go.

Rachel: Okay.

Ross: Okay! (picks up a knife and pretends to stab his heart.)

Rachel: Aw honey stop! It's not that bad.

Ross: Yeah. (sees the bill) Op! Uh-oh! I think your Dad must've added
wrong. He only tipped like four percent.

Rachel: Yeah. That's Daddy.

Ross: That's Daddy?! But doesn't it bother you? You're a waitress.

Rachel: Yes, it bothers me Ross, but y'know if he was a regular at the
coffee house, I'd be serving him sneezers.

Ross: So?

Rachel: So. Ross, I've bugged him about this a million times, he's not
gonna change.

Ross: You really serve people sneezers?

Rachel: Well um, I don't.

Dr Green: You kids ready?

Ross: Thanks again, Dr. Green.

Dr. Green: All right.

(Ross takes a twenty and slips it underneath the bill when Dr. Green
isn't looking.)

Dr. Green: Oh, wait, wait, wait, wait, I think I forgot my receipt.

Ross: Oh, ah, you don't need that.

Dr. Green: Why not?

Ross: The carbon, it's messy, I mean it gets on your fingers and causes,
the, the ah, night blindness.

Dr. Green: (gets his receipt and notices the twenty) What is this? Who
put a twenty down here? Huh?

Ross: Oh, yeah, that would be me, um, I have, I have a problem I-I tip
way too much, way, way, too much, it's a sickness really.

Rachel: Yeah it is, it is. (to Ross) We really, really have to do
something about that.

Ross: I know.

Dr. Green: Excuse me, you think I'm cheap?

Rachel: Oh Daddy, no he didn't mean anything by that, he really didn't.

Ross: Nothing I do means anything, really.

Dr. Green: This is nice. I pay two hundred dollars for dinner, you put
down twenty, and you come out looking like Mr. Big Shot.
You really want to be Mr. Big Shot? Here, I'll tell you what,
you pay the whole bill, Mr. Big Shot, all right. (rips up
the bill, and throws it at Ross, then leaves)

Ross: Well Mr. Big Shot is better than 'wethead'.

[Scene: Classroom, Joey is lecturing on facial expressions.]

Joey: Okay, some tricks of the trade. Now, I've never been able to cry
as an actor, so if I'm in a scene where I have to cry, I cut a
hole in my pocket, take a pair of tweezers, and just start
pulling. Or ah, or, let's say I wanna convey that I've just done
something evil. That would be the basic 'I have a fishhook in my
eyebrow and I like it' (Does it by raising one eyebrow, and
showing off the pretend fishhook.) Okay, let's say I've just
gotten bad news, well all I do there is try and divide 232 by
13. (looks all confused) And that's how it's done. Great soap
opera acting tonight everybody, class dismissed.

Student: Hey, Mr. Trib.

Joey: Hey-hey.

Student: Guess what, I got an audition!

Joey: Awww, one of my students got an audition. I'm so proud.

Student: I was wondering if you would consider coaching me for it?

Joey: You bet! What's the part?

Student: Oh it's great, it's a role on All My Children, Nick the boxer.

(Joey does the '232 divided by 13 bad news' look.)

COMMERCIAL BREAK


[Scene: Hallway, Ross and Rachel are returning from dinner.]

Rachel: You had to do it, didn't you? You couldn't just leave it alone.

Ross: Four percent. Okay. I tip more than that when there's a bug in
my food.

Rachel: Ross, tonight was about the two of you getting along. (Ross
groans and rubs his neck) Oh, would you just see my
chiropractor, already.

Ross: Yeah, I'm gonna go to a doctor who went to school in a mini-mall.

(they go into Monica and Rachel's, and see Phoebe hopping around.)

Ross: Hey Pheebs, what are you doing?

Phoebe: I'm, I'm freaking out! Monica kinda trusted me with something
and she shouldn't have! All right, I haven't lived here in a
while, so I have to ask you something. Does Monica still turn
on the lights in her bedroom?

Rachel: Um. yeah.

Phoebe: I am soo dead. (goes to Monica's room)

Rachel: All right, look, here's the bottom line Ross, this is fixable,
if we act fast, okay. So, I'll invite him to brunch tomorrow
and you can make nice.

Ross: Look, honey, I have tried to make nice, it doesn't work.

Rachel: Okay, look, Ross, I realise that my Father is difficult, but
that's why you have got to be the bigger man here.

Ross: Look sweetie, I could be the bigger man, I could be the biggest
man, I could be a big, huge, giant man, and it still wouldn't
make any difference, except that I could pick your Father up and
say 'Like me! Like me tiny doctor!'

Rachel: Okay, well can't you just try it one more time Ross? For me?
For me?

Ross: Rachel one brunch is not gonna solve anything. You gotta face it,
okay we're never gonna get along.

Rachel: Okay, well you are just gonna have too, okay. Because I already
got a Mother and a Father who cannot stay in the same room
together, okay, I don't wanna have to have a separate room for
you too!! (starts to cry)

Ross: Okay, okay, okay. (hugs her) I'll get the bagels.

[Scene: Monica's bedroom, Phoebe is trying to hide the bed from Monica.]

Monica: (sees the bed) What's this?

Phoebe: Isn't it cool! Varoom! Varoom!

Monica: This is not the bed I ordered!

Phoebe: I know, you must've won like a contest or something!

(Phoebe starts to make a sound like a car accelerating)

Monica: Phoebe!

(Phoebe makes a sound like a car screeching to a halt.)

Monica: Why is this car in my bedroom?

Phoebe: I'm sorry, okay, I-I wasn't looking, and the store says that
they won't take it back because you signed for it...

Monica: When did I sign for it?

Phoebe: When I was you! Y'know what, it's all Joey's fault, 'cause he
left his nose open!

Monica: Did you make brownies today?

Chandler: Knock, knock.

Monica: (to Phoebe) Quick, take off your dress, he won't notice the
bed.

Chandler: Hey, I'm going for sushi does anybody want.. (enters and
sees the bed) Whoa-whoa, somebody missed the off ramp.

Phoebe: It's Monica's bed. What?

Chandler: Okay. (to Monica) It's a racecar.

Phoebe: So. This has always been Monica's bed, what you're just
noticing now, how self-involved are you?

Chandler: Okay, well it this bed isn't new, how come there is plastic
on the mattress?

Monica: Sometimes I have bad dreams. (starts to break down, and Phoebe
offers her, her hand to comfort her.)

[Scene: Classroom, Joey is coaching his student.]

Student: Look, I just saw my best friends brains smeared across the
canvas, that's not gonna be me, not me.

Joey: Wow! That was good. That was...(points to his pocket) Tweezers?

Student: No.

Joey: Whoa. That was really good.

Student: Thanks, any suggestions?

(Joey gets the evil look on his face.)

[Scene: Central Perk, Chandler, Monica, and Phoebe are there, yelling
at Joey.]

Chandler: You told him to play the boxer gay!!

Joey: Well, I-I might've said supergay.

Chandler: You totally screwed him over.

Monica: Joey, you're this guy's teacher. I mean how could you do this?

Joey: Because, Monica, the guy's so good, and I really, really want
this part.

Phoebe: Well, if you really, really want it, then it's okay.

[Scene: Monica and Rachel's, Rachel is greeting her Father for their
brunch.]

Rachel: (opening the door) Hi Daddy.

Dr. Green: Baby. Ross.

Ross: Dr. Green. How are you? (offers his hand, and Dr. Green puts his
scarf on it.)

Dr. Green: Thanks for dinner last night.

Ross: Thank you for teaching me a valuable lesson.

Dr. Green: Nice hair. What'd ya do? Swim here?

Ross: (to Rachel) Okay, that's it, I can't take it anymore.

Rachel: What? What? He's interested in you. He-he likes your hair, he
just wants to know how you got here.

Ross: Oh, please. Sweetie it's hopeless, okay, I'm just gonna go.
(starts to leave rubbing his neck)

Rachel: What?!

Ross: Look, look I'm sorry. It's just that....

Dr. Green: Ross? What's with the neck?

Rachel: He's got this thing. And I keep telling him to go to my
chiropractor...

Dr. Green: You're still going to that chiropractor, that man couldn't
get into medical school in Extapa!

Ross: Thank you! That's what I keep saying.

Rachel: Excuse me, Dr. Bobby happens to be an excellent doctor.

Ross: Uh.

Dr. Green: Wait a minute, his name is Dr. Bobby?

Rachel: Well that's his last name.

Ross: And his first name.

Dr. Green: He's Bobby Bobby?

Rachel: It's Robert Bobby.

Dr. Green: Oh.

Rachel: And um, excuse me, he helps me.

Ross: Oh-ho please. Ask her how?

Dr. Green: What do you need help for?

Rachel: With my alignment. I've got one leg shorter than the other.

Dr. Green: Oh God!

Ross: Argue with that.

Rachel: What? It's true, my right leg is two inches shorter.

Dr. Green: Come on! You're just titling! (to Ross) Her legs are fine!

Ross: I know that!

Dr. Green: So, why do you let her go to a chiropractor for?

Rachel: I'm sorry, let her?

Ross: What can I do, she doesn't listen to me about renter's insurance
either.

Dr. Green: Wait a minute, you don't have renter's insurance?!

Rachel: No.

Dr. Green: Well what if somebody steals something? How are you gonna
run after him with one leg shorter than the other?!

(Both he and Ross start laughing)

Ross: Hey, would you ah, would you like some juice?

Dr. Green: I'd love some juice. Thanks.

Ross: Okay. (to Rachel) Wow! This is going so well. Did you see us?
Did you see?

Rachel: Yeah honey, I'm standing right there! Why didn't you just tell
him about the mole I haven't got checked yet.

Ross: Excellent!

[Scene: Classroom, Joey is talking to his students.]

Joey: (sadly) There will come a time in each of your careers when
you'll have a chance to screw over another soap opera actor. I
had such an opportunity in the recent, present. And I'm ashamed
to say that I took it, I advised a fellow actor to play a role,
homosexually. Yeah, we both auditioned for the part, and uh, as
it turned out, they ah, they liked the stupid gay thing and cast
him. And now, he's got a two year contract opposite Susan Luchhi,
the first lady of daytime television, and me, me I'm stuck here
teaching a bunch of people, most of whom are too ugly to even be
on TV. I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. (he gets a huge round of
applause from his students.) Thank you.

[Scene: Mattress King, Monica is trying to return her bed.]

Jester: Uh, may I help you?

Monica: Yeah, I talked to you on the phone, I'm the lady that got
stuck with the racecar bed.

Jester: Look, it's like I told you, there's nothing I can do. You
signed for it, Monica Velula Geller.

Joey: All right, Jester man, look we wanna see the king.

Jester: Nobody sees the king!

Joey: Oh-ho-kay, I'm talking to the king. (starts to go to a back
room)

Jester: Hey! You can't go back there!

(Joey goes to the door, but stops and looks through the window at
Janice and the Mattress King, her ex-husband, kissing.)

Janice: Oh my God.

(Joey fakes a scream.)

CLOSING CREDITS


[Scene: Monica's bedroom, Chandler is playing with the bed.]

Chandler: Varrrrrroom! Hey! Watch it lady! Varrrrrrrrrrom! (makes a
screeching sound as he pretends to stomp on the brakes.)
Hey-hey good lookin'! (honks the bed's little horn on the
steering wheel.) Varrrrrrrrroom. (notices Rachel and stops)
All right, I'll leave. My bed's so boring.

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