All Right Joey, Be Nice.: Friends
All Right Joey, Be Nice.: Friends
All Right Joey, Be Nice.: Friends
[Scene: Central Perk, Chandler, Joey, Phoebe, and Monica are there.]
Joey: C'mon, you're going out with the guy! There's gotta be something wrong with him!
Chandler: All right Joey, be nice. So does he have a hump? A hump and a hairpiece?
Phoebe: Just, 'cause, I don't want her to go through what I went through with Carl- oh!
Monica: Okay, everybody relax. This is not even a date. It's just two people going out to dinner and- not having
sex.
[Time Lapse]
Chandler: Alright, so I'm back in high school, I'm standing in the middle of the cafeteria, and I realize I am
totally naked.
Joey: Instead of...?
Chandler: That's right.
Phoebe: No.
Chandler: All of a sudden, the phone starts to ring. Now I don't know what to do, everybody starts looking at
me.
Chandler: Finally, I figure I'd better answer it, and it turns out it's my mother, which is very-very weird,
because- she never calls me!
Ross: (mortified) Hi.
Ross: I just feel like someone reached down my throat, grabbed my small intestine, pulled it out of my mouth
and tied it around my neck...
Chandler: Cookie?
Joey: Ohh.
Ross: Thanks.
Phoebe: Ooh! Oh! (She starts to pluck at the air just in front of Ross.)
Ross: No, no don't! Stop cleansing my aura! No, just leave my aura alone, okay?
Phoebe: Fine! Be murky!
Ross: No!! Okay?! Why does everyone keep fixating on that? She didn't know, how should I know?
Chandler: Sometimes I wish I was a lesbian... (They all stare at him.) Did I say that out loud?
Ross: I told mom and dad last night, they seemed to take it pretty well.
Monica: Oh really, so that hysterical phone call I got from a woman at sobbing 3:00 A.M., "I'll never have
grandchildren, I'll never have grandchildren." was what? A wrong number?
Ross: Sorry.
Joey: Alright Ross, look. You're feeling a lot of pain right now. You're angry. You're hurting. Can I tell you
what the answer is?
Ross: I don't want to be single, okay? I just... I just- I just wanna be married again!
(Rachel enters in a wet wedding dress and starts to search the room.)
Chandler: And I just want a million dollars! (He extends his hand hopefully.)
Monica: Rachel?!
Rachel: Oh God Monica hi! Thank God! I just went to your building and you weren't there and then this guy
with a big hammer said you might be here and you are, you are!
Monica: (pointing at Rachel) De-caff. (to All) Okay, everybody, this is Rachel, another Lincoln High survivor.
(to Rachel) This is everybody, this is Chandler, and Phoebe, and Joey, and- you remember my brother Ross?
Rachel: Hi, sure!
Ross: Hi.
(They go to hug but Ross's umbrella opens. He sits back down defeated again. A moment of silence follows as
Rachel sits and the others expect her to explain.)
Monica: So you wanna tell us now, or are we waiting for four wet bridesmaids?
Rachel: Oh God... well, it started about a half hour before the wedding. I was in the room where we were
keeping all the presents, and I was looking at this gravy boat. This really gorgeous Lamauge gravy boat. When
all of a sudden- (to the waitress that brought her coffee)Sweet 'n' Lo?- I realized that I was more turned on by
this gravy boat than by Barry! And then I got really freaked out, and that's when it hit me: how much Barry
looks like Mr. Potato Head. Y'know, I mean, I always knew looked familiar, but... Anyway, I just had to get out
of there, and I started wondering 'Why am I doing this, and who am I doing this for?'. (to Monica) So anyway I
just didn't know where to go, and I know that you and I have kinda drifted apart, but you're the only person I
knew who lived here in the city.
Rachel: Ooh, I was kinda hoping that wouldn't be an issue... [Scene: Monica's Apartment, everyone is there and
watching a Spanish Soap on TV and are trying to figure out what is going on.]
Monica: Now I'm guessing that he bought her the big pipe organ, and she's really not happy about it.
Rachel: (on phone) Daddy, I just... I can't marry him! I'm sorry. I just don't love him. Well, it matters to me!
(The scene on TV has changed to show two women, one is holding her hair.)
Rachel: C'mon Daddy, listen to me! It's like, it's like, all of my life, everyone has always told me, 'You're a
shoe! You're a shoe, you're a shoe, you're a shoe!'. And today I just stopped and I said, 'What if I don't wanna be
a shoe? What if I wanna be a- a purse, y'know? Or a- or a hat! No, I'm not saying I want you to buy me a hat,
I'm saying I am a ha- It's a metaphor, Daddy!
Rachel: Look Daddy, it's my life. Well maybe I'll just stay here with Monica.
Rachel: Well, maybe that's my decision. Well, maybe I don't need your money. Wait!! Wait, I said maybe!!
Monica: Just breathe, breathe.. that's it. Just try to think of nice calm things...
Phoebe: (sings) Raindrops on roses and rabbits and kittens, (Rachel and Monica turn to look at her.) bluebells
and sleighbells and- something with mittens... La la la la...something and noodles with string. These are a few...
Phoebe: (grins and walks to the kitchen and says to Chandler and Joey.) I helped!
Monica: Okay, look, this is probably for the best, y'know? Independence. Taking control of your life. The
whole, 'hat' thing.
Joey: (comforting her) And hey, you need anything, you can always come to Joey. Me and Chandler live across
the hall. And he's away a lot.
Joey: Who's Paul?
Monica: Yes!
Monica: (to Ross) Are, are you okay? I mean, do you want me to stay?
Monica: (horrified) Really?
Phoebe: What does that mean? Does he sell it, drink it, or just complain a lot? (Chandler doesn't know.)
Monica: Hi, come in! Paul, this is.. (They are all lined up next to the door.)... everybody, everybody, this is
Paul.
Monica: Okay, umm-umm, I'll just--I'll be right back, I just gotta go ah, go ah...
Ross: A wandering?
Paul: Yeah?
Joey: Here's a little tip, she really likes it when you rub her neck in the same spot over and over and over again
until it starts to get a little red.
Ross: Right, you're not even getting your honeymoon, God.. No, no, although, Aruba, this time of year... talk
about your- (thinks) -big lizards... Anyway, if you don't feel like being alone tonight, Joey and Chandler are
coming over to help me put together my new furniture.
Rachel: Well actually thanks, but I think I'm just gonna hang out here tonight. It's been kinda a long day.
Ross: Okay, sure.
Commercial Break
Phoebe: (singing) Love is sweet as summer showers, love is a wondrous work of art, but your love oh your
love, your love...is like a giant pigeon...crapping on my heart. La-la-la-la-la- (some guy gives her some change
and to that guy) Thank you. (sings) La-la-la-la...ohhh!
Ross: (squatting and reading the instructions) I'm supposed to attach a brackety thing to the side things, using a
bunch of these little worm guys. I have no brackety thing, I see no whim guys whatsoever and- I cannot feel my
legs.
Chandler: All finished!
Ross: (clutching a beer can and sniffing) This was Carol's favorite beer. She always drank it out of the can, I
should have known.
Joey: Hey-hey-hey-hey, if you're gonna start with that stuff we're outta here.
Joey: Ross, let me ask you a question. She got the furniture, the stereo, the good TV- what did you get?
Ross: You guys.
Chandler: Oh, God.
Chandler: Oh my God!
Monica: Oh my God!
Paul: I know, I know, I'm such an idiot. I guess I should have caught on when she started going to the dentist
four and five times a week. I mean, how clean can teeth get?
Monica: My brother's going through that right now, he's such a mess. How did you get through it?
Paul: Well, you might try accidentally breaking something valuable of hers, say her-
Monica: -leg?
Monica: You actually broke her watch? Wow! The worst thing I ever did was, I-I shredded by boyfriend's
favorite bath towel.
Monica: That's right. [Scene: Monica's Apartment, Rachel is talking on the phone and pacing.]
Rachel: Barry, I'm sorry... I am so sorry... I know you probably think that this is all about what I said the other
day about you making love with your socks on, but it isn't... it isn't, it's about me, and I ju- (She stops talking
and dials the phone.) Hi, machine cut me off again... anyway...look, look, I know that some girl is going to be
incredibly lucky to become Mrs. Barry Finkel, but it isn't me, it's not me. And not that I have any idea who me
is right now, but you just have to give me a chance too... (The maching cuts her off again and she redials.)
[Scene: Ross's Apartment; Ross is pacing while Joey and Chandler are working on some more furniture.]
Joey: Shut up!
Chandler: You must stop! (Chandler hits what he is working on with a hammer and it collapses.)
Chandler: Look, Ross, you gotta understand, between us we haven't had a relationship that has lasted longer
than a Mento. You, however have had the love of a woman for four years. Four years of closeness and
sharing at the end of which she ripped your heart out, and that is why we don't do it! I don't think that was my
point!
Ross: You know what the scariest part is? What if there's only one woman for everybody, y'know? I mean what
if you get one woman- and that's it? Unfortunately in my case, there was only one woman- for her...
Joey: What are you talking about? 'One woman'? That's like saying there's only one flavor of ice cream for you.
Lemme tell you something, Ross. There's lots of flavors out there. There's Rocky Road, and Cookie Dough, and
Bing! Cherry Vanilla. You could get 'em with Jimmies, or nuts, or whipped cream! This is the best thing that
ever happened to you! You got married, you were, like, what, eight? Welcome back to the world! Grab a spoon!
Chandler: Stay out of my freezer! [Scene: A Restaurant, Monica and Paul are still eating.]
Paul: Isn't there?
Monica: Yeah... yeah, I think there is. -What were you gonna say?
Paul: Well, ever-ev-... ever since she left me, um, I haven't been able to, uh, perform. (Monica takes a sip of her
drink.) ...Sexually.
Paul: It's okay...
Monica: I know being spit on is probably not what you need right now. Um... how long?
Paul: Two years.
Paul: So you still think you, um... might want that fifth date?
Ross: (scornful) Grab a spoon. Do you know how long it's been since I've grabbed a spoon? Do the words
'Billy, don't be a hero' mean anything to you?
Joey: Great story! But, I uh, I gotta go, I got a date with Andrea--Angela--Andrea... Oh man, (looks to
Chandler)
Ross: Y'know, here's the thing. Even if I could get it together enough to- to ask a woman out,... who am I gonna
ask? (He gazes out of the window.)
Commercial Break
[Scene: Monica's Apartment, Rachel is making coffee for Joey and Chandler.]
Rachel: Isn't this amazing? I mean, I have never made coffee before in my entire life.
Chandler: That is amazing.
Joey: Congratulations.
Rachel: Y'know, I figure if I can make coffee, there isn't anything I can't do.
Joey: Listen, while you're on a roll, if you feel like you gotta make like a Western omelet or something... (Joey
and Chandler taste the coffee, grimace, and pour it into a plant pot.) Although actually I'm really not that
hungry...
Joey: Morning, Paul.
Rachel: Hello, Paul.
Monica: Stop!
Paul: No, I'm telling you last night was like umm, all my birthdays, both graduations, plus the barn raising
scene in Witness.
Joey: That wasn't a real date?! What the hell do you do on a real date?
Chandler: All right, kids, I gotta get to work. If I don't input those numbers,... it doesn't make much of a
difference...
Monica: Oh wait, wait, unless you happened to catch the Reruns' production of Pinocchio, at the little theater in
the park.
Joey: I will not take this abuse. (Walks to the door and opens it to leave.)
Chandler: You're right, I'm sorry. (Burst into song and dances out of the door.) "Once I was a wooden boy, a
little wooden boy..."
Joey: You should both know, that he's a dead man. Oh, Chandler? (Starts after Chandler.)
Monica: So how you doing today? Did you sleep okay? Talk to Barry? I can't stop smiling.
Rachel: I can see that. You look like you slept with a hanger in your mouth.
Monica: I know, he's just so, so... Do you remember you and Tony DeMarco?
Rachel: Oh, yeah.
Monica: Big time!
Monica: I think we are getting a little ahead of selves here. Okay. Okay. I am just going to get up, go to work
and not think about him all day. Or else I'm just gonna get up and go to work.
Monica: What for?
(Monica exits.)
Frannie: Hey, Monica!
Frannie: Oh, I hate you, I'm pushing my Aunt Roz through Parrot Jungle and you're having
sex! So? Who?
Frannie: Are you kidding? I take credit for Paul. Y'know before me, there was no snap in his turtle
for two years.
Phoebe: Oh no, don't hate, you don't want to put that out into the universe.
Monica: Is it me? Is it like I have some sort of beacon that only dogs and men with severe emotional problems
can hear?
Phoebe: All right, c'mere, gimme your feet. (She starts massaging them.)
Joey: (bursts out laughing again) I can't believe you didn't know it was a line!
(Monica pushes him off of the sofa as Rachel enters with a shopping bag.)
Rachel: Guess what?
Rachel: Are you kidding? I'm trained for nothing! I was laughed out of twelve interviews today.
Rachel: You would be too if you found John and David boots on sale, fifty percent off!
Rachel: They're my new 'I don't need a job, I don't need my parents, I've got great boots' boots!
[Scene: Monica and Rachel's, everyone is sitting around the kitchen table. Rachel's credit cards are spread out
on the table along with a pair of scissors.]
Rachel: Oh God, come on you guys, is this really necessary? I mean, I can stop charging anytime I want.
Monica: C'mon, you can't live off your parents your whole life.
Phoebe: Give her a break, it's hard being on your own for the first time.
Rachel: Thank you.
Phoebe: You're welcome. I remember when I first came to this city. I was fourteen. My mom had
just killed herself and my step-dad was back in prison, and I got here, and I didn't know anybody.
And I ended up living with this albino guy who was, like, cleaning windshields outside port
authority, and then he killed himself, and then I found aromatherapy. So believe me, I know exactly
how you feel.
(Pause)
Rachel: No. No, no, I'm not ready! How can I be ready? "Hey, Rach! You ready to jump out the airplane
without your parachute?" Come on, I can't do this!
Ross: Come on, you made coffee! You can do anything! (Chandler slowly tries to hide the now dead plant
from that morning when he and Joey poured their coffee into it.)
All: Cut, cut, cut, cut, cut, cut, cut... (She cuts one of them and they cheer.)
Rachel: Y'know what? I think we can just leave it at that. It's kinda like a symbolic gesture...
Chandler: (as Rachel is cutting up her cards) Y'know, if you listen closely, you can hear a thousand retailers
scream.
[Time Lapse, Rachel and Ross are watching a TV channel finishes it's broadcast day by playing the
national anthem.]
Monica: You be okay?
Ross: Yeah.
Rachel: Hey Mon, look what I just found on the floor. (Monica smiles.) What?
Monica: That's Paul's watch. You just put it back where you found it. Oh boy. Alright. Goodnight, everybody.
Ross: Mmm. (They both reach for the last cookie) Oh, no-
Rachel: Sorry-
Ross: Split it?
Rachel: Okay.
Ross: Okay. (They split it.) You know you probably didn't know this, but back in high school, I
had a, um, major crush on you.
Rachel: I knew.
Ross: You did! Oh.... I always figured you just thought I was Monica's geeky older brother.
Rachel: I did.
Ross: Oh. Listen, do you think- and try not to let my intense vulnerability become any kind of a
factor here- but do you think it would be okay if I asked you out? Sometime? Maybe?
Rachel: Yeah, maybe...
Rachel: Goodnight.
Ross: Goodnight.
(Rachel goes into her room and Monica enters the living room as Ross is leaving.)
Ross: I just grabbed a spoon. (Ross exits and Monica has no idea what that means.)
Closing Credits
All: Yes!
Monica: I said that you had a nice butt, it's just not a great butt.
Joey: Oh, you wouldn't know a great butt if it came up and bit ya.
Ross: There's an image.
Chandler: Kids, new dream... I'm in Las Vegas. (Rachel sits down to hear Chandler's dream.)
Rachel: Ugh. (To another customer that's leaving.) Excuse me, could you give this to that guy over there?
(Hands him the coffee pot.) Go ahead. (He does so.) Thank you. (To the gang.) Sorry. Okay, Las Vegas.