Rachel: Yeah, they said he’s gonna be fine, but he’s still heavily sedated. Rachel: My father had an heart attack… (crying) …while I was at Barney’s. ![]() Ross: No, no, no, I’m sure you have a great excuse, wh-was it a hair appointment, a mani-pedi or was there a sale at Barney’s? Ross: (looking at Rachel entering with Emma) Oh, hi! Hi! Thanks for showing you up thirty minutes late! Monica: Well, if it annoys you so much, then why do you do it? Monica: Well, because we want to get to know her better and she’s never been to New York so she wants to see all the tourists’ spots… you know, Statue of Liberty, Empire State Building…Ĭhandler: Oh, those places! There’s always so many people, they’re being corralled like cattle, and… you know, there’s always some idiot who goes “Mooooo”! Monica: Well, I want he baby to come out all cute and fat! Ross: What? She’s gonna eat all those cookies? (he tries to take a cookie but Monica slaps his hand) She was supposed to meet me half an hour ago with Emma. Monica: No, we haven’t seen her since this morning. And oh, by the way, we have to leave for the airport soon, her plane comes in about an hour.Ĭhandler: Oh, hey, when she gets here, is it ok if I introduce you two as “my wife” and “the woman who’s carrying my child”? (she’s not amused) No? Divorce? Rachel: Seriously stop it, or I’m gonna jump on ya. Phoebe: Sure! Tout le plaisir est pour moi, mon ami. Joey: Well, so, will you help me? I really wanna be in this play. Phoebe: Oui, bien sur je parle Français! Qu’est-ce que tu penses alors? (to Ross, sarcastically) By the way, how was that year-long dig in Cairo? Ross: Joey, you shouldn’t lie on your résumé. Which, according to my résumé, I’m fluent in. Joey: I have an audition for this play and for some of it I have to speak French. Joey: Well anyway, I’m glad you’re back, I really need your help. Phoebe: Oh, he’s at the doctor, he didn’t poop the whole time we were there! ![]() Phoebe Oh, incredible! Oh! Champagne, candle-lit dinners, moonlight walks on the beach, it was sooo ro-man-tic! Transcribed by: Coffee Mug, Eleonora, Sebastiano & Vanessa ![]() Produced by: Robert Carlock & Wendy Knoller Written by: Sherry Bilding-Graham & Ellen Plummer Ooh-Oh And I’m just waiting till the shine wears offį R I E N D S 1013 – The One Where Joey Speaks French Ooh-Oh And I’m just waiting till the firing stops Ooh-Oh And I’m just waiting till the shine wears off… Songwriters: Berryman, Guy Rupert Buckland, Jonathan Mark Champion, Will Martin, Christopher A J Look at the stars look how they shine for you It’s a… self-preservation thing, you see. You can just show yourself out, can’t you? Thank you so much, Mark, this is exactly what I was hoping for. – Do you mind if I…? – I’ve probably taped over it.Īlmost everything’s episodes of West Wing. This one says “Peter and Juliet’s Wedding”.ĭo you think we might be on the right track?Įr, yeah, well… Wow. I had a real search when you first called and couldn’t find it so… It would be great if we could be friends.ĭoesn’t mean we’ll be able to find the video, though. I’ll have a look tonight.Īnd I know you’ve never particularly warmed to me.īut I wanted to say, I hope that can change. I thought I might be able to swap it for some pieĪctually, I was serious – I don’t know where it is. I was just passing and I thought we might check that video thing out. – Can I come in? – Er, yeah, well, I’m a bit busy… You would’ve broken my heart if you’d said yes. – ” Cos on Christmas… – ‘… the bad grandad of rock’n’roll, “There’s no beginning, there’ll be no end … like the ones Daddy brought home after being assigned in Palawan.These rare white orchids were Mommy’s source of pride and she took very good care of them… I have been to it thrice, someday I will find myself at its ascent once more. ![]() This beautiful solitary mountain jutting out of the plains of Pampanga, my province, has been a silent spectator to the vicissitudes in my life & the lives of countless others in the sleepy town of Arayat. And I saw my reflection in the snow covered hillsĬan the child within my heart rise above?Ĭan I sail through the changing ocean tides?Įven children get older and I’m getting older tooĪnd if you see my reflection in the snow covered hills
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