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You said I was boring--Ohh! | |
When did I say you were boring?! | |
Oh my God, I remember now! We were playing chess! | |
Phoebe! You and I have | |
Oh, come on! | |
Yes, remember that time on the frozen lake? | |
We were playing chess, you said I was boring, and then you took off your energy mask and you were Cameron Diaz! | |
Okay, there's a | |
All right, I’m leaving! | |
Because I’m not going to spend one more day with someone whose out to sabotage my every move. | |
That’s you Rachel! | |
Yeah, I got that. | |
And you! I throw myself at you and you say no, how gay are you? | |
You take care Jill. | |
Okay, see ya! | |
Bye-bye | |
I-I can’t believe Jill’s gone. I can’t help it, I opened a gate. | |
How about, you’re moving!! | |
Look! This is ridiculous. We should be packing you!! | |
Hey, how are you guys doing? | |
Great! Monica’s moving! | |
I am not! | |
Oh really?! Then how come all your stuff is in this box?! | |
Okay, you guys. You guys I think I know what’s going on here. Okay, you guys | |
No Phoebe I am mad! | |
Well, deep-deep-deep down! | |
Yeah, I’m just mad! | |
Then keep running. | |
Okay! | |
Oh, here’s that trench-coat that you wanted. | |
Oh great! Wow! Yeah, it’s comfortable. | |
Yeah? | |
Oh! Here we | |
All right, y'know what, we've been talking about London too much haven't we? | |
I'm sorry. | |
It's just 'cause I couldn't be there. | |
Cause all I ever get to do now is pregnant stuff, it just bums me out. | |
Sorry. | |
What happened? | |
Well, y'know, a little of this, a little of that. Got myself a date tomorrow night. | |
See, didn't I tell you?! You're getting over Ross already! | |
Get out! | |
I just didn’t see the fast song coming. | |
Shh. | |
Shh. | |
Don’t try to talk, we’ll get you up to your room, we’ll soak your feet, you’ll be okay. | |
Oh, thank you. | |
That is so sweet! | |
Yeah. | |
No, I mean it. There are so few genuinely nice guys out there. | |
Tell me about it, I feel like I’m holding down the fort all by myself. | |
It’s Joey right? | |
Yeah. | |
Wait a minute! | |
No! | |
I’m the nice one! | |
I’m the one who danced with the kids all night! | |
How…How small are your feet? | |
Uhh, do you mind sitting there. I’m-I’m saving this for my friend Ross. | |
You mean Dr. Geller? | |
Doctor? Wow! I didn’t know he had a nickname. | |
Oh, he won’t sit here. | |
Only the people in the white coats sit over there, and only the people in the blue blazers sit here. | |
Yeah, it must’ve fallen out a few blocks back. I just figured we hit a dog. | |
Okay. | |
Listen uh, could you put Kathy on, I wanna apologize. | |
Oh yeah man. Joey. | |
Hey. | |
Oh no it’s fine, don’t worry about it. | |
Yeah-no, stop apologizing, it’s okay. | |
I’ll talk to you tomorrow. | |
I should uh, probably go. | |
Yeah. Yes! Yeah. | |
I forgot my purse. | |
Oh. | |
No, I really did forget my purse. | |
A new place for a new Ross. I'm gonna have you and all the guys from work over once it's y'know, furnished. | |
I must say it's nice to see you back on your feet. | |
Well I am that. And that whole rage thing is definitely behind me. | |
I wonder if its time for you to rejoin our team at the museum? | |
....and 12, 22, 18, four... What? | |
I spelled out boobies. | |
Ross, but me down for another box of the mint treasures, okay. Where, where are the mint treasures? | |
Ah, we’re out. I sold them all. | |
What? | |
No. | |
No, just, just, just a couple more boxes. | |
It-it-it’s no big deal, all right, I’m-I’m cool. | |
You gotta help me out with a couple more boxes! | |
Mon, look at yourself. You have cookie on your neck. | |
Oh God! | |
So, how many have you sold so far? | |
Check this out. Five hundred and seventeen boxes! | |
Oh my God, how did you do that? | |
Okay, the other night I was leaving the museum just as ‘Laser Floyd’ was letting out of the planetarium, without even trying I sold 50 boxes! | |
That’s when it occurred to me, the key to my success, ‘the munchies.’ So I ah, started hitting the NYU dorms around midnight. | |
I am selling cookies by the case. | |
They call me: 'Cookie Dude!' | |
Okay, stop what you’re doing, I need envelope stuffers, I need stamp lickers..... | |
Well hey, who did these resumes for ya? |