David Crane - The One With George Stephanopoulos lyrics

PRE-INTRO-SCENE: CENTRAL PERK (ALL PRESENT EXCEPT JOEY) MONICA: Alright. Phoebe? PHOEBE: Okay, okay. If I were omnipotent for a day, I would want, um, world peace, no more hunger, good things for the rain-forest... And bigger b**bs! ROSS: Yeah, see... you took mine. Chandler, what about you? CHANDLER: Uh, if I were omnipotent for a day, I'd... make myself omnipotent forever. RACHEL: See, there's always one guy. (MOCKING) "If I had a wish, I'd wish for three more wishes." (ENTER JOEY) ALL: Hey Joey. Hi. Hey, buddy. MONICA: Hey, Joey, what would you do if you were omnipotent? JOEY: Probably k** myself! MONICA: ..Excuse me? JOEY: Hey, if Little Joey's dead, then I got no reason to live! ROSS: Joey, uh- OMnipotent. JOEY: You are? Ross, I'm s-- I had no idea. I thought it was a theoretical question. (INTRO) [SCENE 1: CENTRAL PERK (ROSS AND MONICA ARE WATCHING PHOEBE SLEEP)] MONICA: How does she do that? ROSS: I cannot sleep in a public place. Libraries, airplanes, movie theaters. MONICA: When you were little, you slept through the Grand Canyon. ROSS: Hello? Mom and Dad never took us to the Grand Canyon. (MONICA NODS IN ASSURANCE) Mom and Dad took us to the Grand Canyon? MONICA: Would you look at her? She is so peaceful. PHOEBE: (WAKING AND STARTLING THEM) Oh! What what what! ...Hi. ROSS: It's okay, you know, you just nodded off again. MONICA: What's going on with you? PHOEBE: I got no sleep last night! ROSS: Why? PHOEBE: My grandmother has this new boyfriend, and they're both kind of insecure in bed. Oh, and deaf. So they're constantly, like, having to rea**ure each other that they're having a good time. You have no idea how loud they are! MONICA: Well, if you want, you can stay with Rachel and me tonight. PHOEBE: Thanks. (ENTER CHANDLER AND JOEY. JOEY IS COUNTING HIS STEPS) JOEY: ...Ninety-five, ninety-six, ninety-seven. See, I told you! Less than a hundred steps from our place to here. CHANDLER: You got way too much free time. JOEY: (TO ROSS) Hey! Here's the birthday boy! Ross, check it out: hockey tickets, Rangers-Penguins, tonight at the Garden, and we're taking you. CHANDLER: Happy birthday, pal! JOEY: We love you, man. (KISSES HIM ON THE CHEEK) ROSS: Funny, my birthday was seven months ago. JOEY: So? ROSS: So, I'm guessing you had an extra ticket and couldn't decide which one of you got to bring a date? CHANDLER: Well, aren't we Mr. "The gla** is half empty". ROSS: Oh my God, oh- is today the 20th, October 20th? MONICA: Oh, I was hoping you wouldn't remember. ROSS: Ohhh. JOEY: What's wrong with the 20th? CHANDLER: 11 days before Halloween...? All the good costumes are gone? ROSS: Today's the day Carol and I first... consummated our... physical relationship. (JOEY IS PUZZLED) Sex. JOEY: You told your sister that? ROSS: Believe me, I told everyone. You know what, I-I'd better pa** on the game. I think I'm just gonna go home and think about my ex-wife and her lesbian lover. JOEY: To hell with hockey, let's all do that! CHANDLER: (TRYING TO STOP ROSS LEAVING) Come on, Ross! You, me, Joey, ice, guys' night out? Come on! What do you say, big guy? (PRETENDING TO PUNCH HIM IN THE STOMACH) Huh? Huh? Huh? ROSS: What are you doing? CHANDLER: (STOPS) I have no idea. JOEY: Come on, Ross! ROSS: All right, all right, maybe it'll take my mind off it. Do you promise to buy me a big foam finger? CHANDLER: You got it. (RACHEL RUNS UP CLUTCHING AN ENVELOPE) RACHEL: Look look look look look, my first pay check! Look at the window, there's my name! Hi, me! PHOEBE: I remember the day I got my first pay check. There was a cave-in in one of the mines, and eight people were k**ed. MONICA: Wow, you worked in a mine? PHOEBE: No, I worked in a Dairy Queen, why? RACHEL: God, isn't this exciting? I earned this. I wiped tables for it, I steamed milk for it, and it was totally- (OPENS ENVELOPE) -not worth it. Who's FICA? Why's he getting all my money? I mean, what- Chandler, look at that. CHANDLER: (LOOKING) Oh, this is not that bad. JOEY: Oh, you're fine, yeah, for a first job. ROSS: You can totally, totally live on this. MONICA: Oh yeah, yeah. ROSS: Oh, by the way, great service tonight. ALL: Oh! Yeah! (THEY GET THEIR WALLETS OUT AND GIVE GENEROUS TIPS) BOYS: Hockey! (THEY GO TO LEAVE BUT ARE BLOCKED BY LESLIE, KIKI AND JOANNE. A PAUSE AS THE BOYS STARE AT THEM) Hockey! Hockey. (EXIT BOYS) LESLIE: (LOOKING ROUND) Rachel? RACHEL: Oh my God! (RACHEL, LESLIE, KIKI AND JOANNE ALL SCREAM AND HUG EACH OTHER) MONICA: (TO PHOEBE) I swear I've seen birds do this on Wild Kingdom. RACHEL: What are you guys doing here? KIKI: Well, we were in the city shopping, and your mom said you work here, and it's true! JOANNE: Look at you in the apron. You look like you're in a play. RACHEL: (TO (PREGNANT) LESLIE) Look at you, you are so big I can't believe it! LESLIE: I know. I know! I'm a duplex. RACHEL: Kiki, you look phenomenal. I mean, you've lost like-- a ton of weight. (JOANNE URGES RACHEL NOT TO TALK ABOUT IT, SIGNALING SHE'S BULIMIC) ...And you should really, really-- it's time to stop. You look perfect. Anyway, (TO JOANNE) so what's going on with you? JOANNE: Well, guess who my dad's making partner in his firm? (POINTS TO HERSELF; THEY ALL SCREAM) KIKI: And while we're on the subject of news.. (HOLDS UP HER FINGER TO SHOW A RING; THEY ALL SCREAM) PHOEBE: (TO MONICA) Look, look, I have elbows! (PHOEBE & MONICA SCREAM) [SCENE 2: THE BOYS WALKING DOWN A STREET (CHANDLER AND JOEY ARE KICKING A CAN ABOUT)] CHANDLER: ...Kovalev pa**es it up to Leetch! (PASSES TO JOEY) JOEY: Leetch spots Messier in the crease- there's the pa**! (KICKS IT TO ROSS, BUT ROSS IS STARING INTO A SHOP WINDOW) CHANDLER: We'll take a brief time out while Messier stops to look at some women's shoes. ROSS: Carol was wearing boots just like those the night that we- we first- y'know. Fact, she, uh- she never took'em off, cause we-we- (OFF CHANDLER'S LOOK) Sorry. Sorry. (THEY WALK ON. CHANDLER AND JOEY START TO TALK BUT ROSS STOPS AND WHINES) JOEY: What? ROSS: Peach pit. CHANDLER: Yes, Bunny? ROSS: (POINTS) Peach pit. That night we, uh- we had- JOEY: -Peaches? ROSS: Actually, nectarines, but basically.. CHANDLER: (TO JOEY) Could've been a peach. ROSS: Then, uh, then we got dressed, and I-I... I walked her to the- (LOOKS UP, REALIZES, AND POINTS) -the bus stop... I'm fine. JOEY: Hey, that woman's got an a** like Carol's! (THEY TURN TO STARE AT HIM) What? Thought we were trying to find stuff. (CUT TO CENTRAL PERK- RACHEL, LESLIE, KIKI AND JOANNE TALKING) RACHEL: So c'mon, you guys, tell me all the dirt! KIKI: Well, the biggest news is still you dumping Barry at the altar! JOANNE: Alright. Let's talk reality for a second. RACHEL: Okay. JOANNE: When are you coming home? RACHEL: What? Guys, I'm not. JOANNE: C'mon, this is us. RACHEL: I'm not! This is what I'm doing now. I've got this job, you know-- I even do my own laundry. (KIKI LAUGHS AND STOPS WHEN RACHEL LOOKS AT HER IMPLYING SHE'S SERIOUS) I mean this is what I'm doing now. KIKI: Waitressing? RACHEL: Okay, I'm not just waitressing. I mean, I-- I, um... I write the specials on the specials board, and, uh... and I, uh... I take the uh dead flowers out of the vase... Oh, and, um, sometimes Artelle lets me put the little chocolate blobbies on the cookies. LESLIE: Well. Your mom didn't tell us about the blobbies. SCENE 3: MONICA AND RACHEL'S (PHOEBE AND MONICA ARE IN PAJAMAS. MONICA IS MAKING SOMETHING IN THE BLENDER) (ENTER RACHEL) MONICA: Hey, Rach. How was it with your friends? (SHE AND PHOEBE SCREAM) Okay! How would you like some Tiki d**h Punch? (POURS THE CONTENTS OF THE BLENDER INTO GLASSES) RACHEL: What's that? MONICA: Weeeell, it's rum, and- RACHEL: Okay. (GRABS THE BLENDER AND STARTS TO DRINK) MONICA: We thought since Phoebe was staying over tonight we'd have kinda like a slumber party thing. We got some trashy magazines, we got cookie dough, we got Twister.. (PHONE RINGS, MONICA GOES TO ANSWER) PHOEBE: Ooh! Ooh! And I brought Operation! But, um, I lost the tweezers, so we can't operate. But we can prep the guy! MONICA: Uh, Rach, it's the Visa card people. RACHEL: Oh, God, ask them what they want. MONICA: (PHONE) Could you please tell me what this is in reference to? ...Yes, hold on. (TO RACH) Um, they say there's been some unusual activity on your account. RACHEL: But I haven't used my card in weeks! MONICA: That is the unusual activity. Look, they just wanna see if you're okay. RACHEL: They wanna know if I'm okay. Okay.. they wanna know if I'm okay, okay, let's see. Well, let's see, the FICA guys took all my money, everyone I know is either getting married, or getting pregnant, or getting promoted, and I'm getting coffee! And it's not even for me! So if that sounds like I'm okay, okay, then you can tell them I'm okay, okay? MONICA: (PAUSES, THEN, TO PHONE) Uh-- Rachel has left the building, can you call back? RACHEL: Alright, come on! (MISERABLY) Let's play Twister! SCENE 4: THE GUYS AT THE GAME (TRYING TO FIND THEIR SEATS) ROSS: (SQUEEZING PAST PEOPLE) Sorry, sorry... Uh-oh. CHANDLER: What? There was ice there that night with Carol? Plastic seats? Four thousand angry Pittsburgh fans? ROSS: No, actually I was just saying it looks like we're not sitting together. But now you mention it, there was ice there that night... It was the first frost... JOEY: C'mon, sit. Just sit down, sit. (CUT TO THE GIRLS) MONICA: You should feel great about yourself! You're doing this amazing independence thing! RACHEL: Monica, what is so amazing? I gave up, like, everything. And for what? PHOEBE: You are just like Jack. RACHEL: ...Jack from downstairs? PHOEBE: No, Jack and the Beanstalk. MONICA: Ah, the other Jack. PHOEBE: Yeah, right! See, he gave up something, but then he got those magic beans. And then he woke up, and there was this, this big plant outside his window, full of possibilities and stuff.. And he lived in a village, and you live in The Village... RACHEL: Okay, but Pheebs, Pheebs, Jack gave up a cow, I gave up an orthodontist. Okay, I-I-I know, I know I didn't love him- PHOEBE: Oh, see, Jack did love the cow. RACHEL: But see, it was a plan. Y'know, it was clear. It was figured out, and now everything's just kinda like- PHOEBE: Floopy? RACHEL: Yeah. MONICA: So what, you're not the only one. I mean, half the time we don't know where we're going. You've just gotta figure at some point it's all gonna come together, and it's just gonna be... un-floopy. PHOEBE: Oh, like that's a word. RACHEL: Okay, but Monica, what if- what if it doesn't come together? MONICA: ...Pheebs? PHOEBE: Oh, well... cause.... you just... I don't like this question. RACHEL: Okay, see, see, you guys, what if we don't get magic beans? I mean, what if all we've got are.. beans? (CUT TO THE GAME) ROSS: Get him! GET HIM! Get him! Get- YESSS! Not laughing now, are ya pal! CHANDLER: (TO ROSS) See buddy, that's all you need, a bunch of toothless guys hitting each other with sticks. ROSS: Pa** it! Pa** it! CHANDLER: He's open! ALL: Shoot! Shoot! Shoot! (THE PLAYER SHOOTS. THE PUCK FLIES OFF THE RINK AND HITS ROSS IN THE FACE. CHANDLER LOOKS CONCERNED, UNTIL HE NOTICES...) CHANDLER: Hey, look, we're on that TV thing! (CHANDLER AND JOEY HOLD UP THE PUCK AND WAVE AT THE TV THING) (AD BREAK) SCENE 5: EMERGENCY ROOM (CHANDLER AND JOEY LEADING ROSS IN) CHANDLER: (TO RECEPTIONIST)'Scuse me. RECEPTIONIST: (HOLDS UP HER HAND- SHE IS ON THE PHONE) It says to call this number if you're not completely satisfied with this candy bar. Well, I'm not completely satisfied. CHANDLER: Listen, it's kind of an emergency. Well, I guess you know that, or we'd be in the predicament room. (RECEPTIONIST GIVES HIM A LOOK TO FREEZE HELL) RECEPTIONIST: (TO PHONE) Hold on. (TO CHANDLER) Fill these out, sit over there. (TOSSES HIM SOME FORMS) ROSS: (JUMPS TO HIS FEET) Look, I don't wanna make any trouble, okay, but I'm in a lot of pain here, alright? My face is dented. RECEPTIONIST: Well, you'll have to wait your turn. JOEY: Well, how long do you think it'll be? RECEPTIONIST: (SARCASTIC) Any minute now. ROSS: Hey, this- (SHE GIVES HIM A LOOK AND THE GUYS BACK OFF) Heyy... (CUT TO THE GIRLS) RACHEL: I'm so sorry, you guys. I didn't mean to bring you down. MONICA: No, you were right. I don't have a plan. (A KNOCK AT THE DOOR) PIZZA GUY (OUTSIDE): Pizza guy. RACHEL: Thank God. Food. (SHE GOES TO GET IT) MONICA: Phoebe? PHOEBE: What? MONICA: Do you have a plan? PHOEBE: I don't even have a 'pl'. PIZZA GUY: Hi, one, uh, mushroom, green pepper and onion? RACHEL: (MISERABLE) No, no, that's not what we ordered. We ordered a fat-free crust with extra cheese. PIZZA GUY: Wait, you're not 'G. Stephanopoulos'? Man, my dad's gonna k** me! MONICA: (LEAPS THE COUCH AND RUNS UP) Wait! Did you say 'G.Stephanopoulos'? PIZZA GUY: Yeah. This one goes across the street, I must have given him yours. Oh, bonehead, bonehead! PHOEBE: You know, when you do that, you're only hitting yourself. MONICA: Wait, was this a-a small Mediterranean guy with curiously intelligent good looks? PIZZA GUY: Yeah, that sounds about right. MONICA: Was he wearing a stunning blue suit? PHOEBE: And-and a power tie? PIZZA GUY: No, pretty much just a towel. MONICA: (STAGGERED) Oh God. PIZZA GUY: So you guys want me to take this back? MONICA: Are you nuts?! We've got George Stephanopoulos's pizza! (RACHEL PAYS HIM. MONICA GRABS SOME BINOCULARS AND RUNS TO THE WINDOW) RACHEL: Uh, Pheebs? Who's George Snuffalopagus? PHOEBE: Big Bird's friend. MONICA: I see pizza! PHOEBE: Oh, I wanna see! Lemme see! Lemme see! (RUNS UP AND TAKES THE BINOCULARS) RACHEL: Hello? Who are we spying on? MONICA: White House adviser? Clinton's campaign guy? The one with the great hair, s**y smile, really cute bu*t? RACHEL: Oh, him, the little guy? Oh, I love him! PHOEBE: Ooh, wait.. wait, I see a woman. MONICA: Please tell me it's his mother. PHOEBE: Definitely not his mother. MONICA: Oh, no... PHOEBE: Oh, wait, she's walking across the floor.. she's walking, she's walking... she's going for the pizza- (YELLS) Hey, that's not for you, b**h! (PHOEBE COVERS HER MOUTH WITH HER HAND AND WALKS AWAY FROM THE WINDOW) (CUT TO THE HOSPITAL. JOEY IS MIMING HOCKEY PUCKS HITTING FOREHEADS. CHANDLER REALIZES IT'S GETTING TENSE AND GOES TO THE RECEPTIONIST AGAIN) CHANDLER: Excuse me, look, we've been here for over an hour, and a lot of people less sick than my friend have gone in. I mean, that guy with the toe thing? Who's he sleeping with? (SHE SLIDES THE GLASS PANEL OVER. CHANDLER TALKS THROUGH IT IN A LOUD VOICE) CHANDLER: Oh, c'mon Dora, don't be mad... I know we both said some things we didn't mean, but that doesn't mean we still don't love each other. (TO THE E.R.) Y'know, I feel like I've lost her.. (SHE SLIDES THE PANEL BACK. HE TURNS AND IT TAKES HIM BY SURPRISE) Ba-! JOEY: (IN A WHEELCHAIR) Come on. Push me. ROSS: No. JOEY: Come on. Push me! ROSS: No! We're going to get in trouble. JOEY: Don't be a baby. Push me! ROSS: All right. All right! I'm going to push you. How about I push you right there? (PUSHES JOEY; JOEY CRASHES) Haha! Now you're going to be in a wheelchair for the rest of your life! Pally wally (NOTICES ANOTHER MAN IN A WHEELCHAIR BEHIND HIM) wally... (SPEAKING TO MAN) I'm so very sorry. Can I... sign you? (CUT TO THE GIRLS ON MONICA + RACHEL'S BALCONY) MONICA: Light still out? RACHEL: Yeah. MONICA: Oh. Maybe they're- napping. RACHEL: Oh please, they're having s**. MONICA+PHOEBE: Shut up! RACHEL: So, what do you think George is like? MONICA: I think he's shy. PHOEBE: Yeah? MONICA: Yeah. I think you have to draw him out. And then, when you do, he's a preppy animal. PHOEBE: What do you think the guys are like? MONICA: Our guys? PHOEBE: Yeah, our guys. RACHEL: Oh, I don't know. I feel funny talking about that. MONICA: Oh, come on! RACHEL: Okay. Well, I think Joey's like one of those little kiddy rides at a supermarket, you know? You just put the quarter in and it just goes. PHOEBE: I don't know. I think he might surprise you. One time, he was helping me put on my coat and he was really... tender. (CUT TO HOSPITAL WHERE JOEY IS AT A VENDING MACHINE TRYING TO GET SOMETHING OUT) Joey: Come on, come on, let's go! (GETS IT OUT) Yes! (CUT TO MONICA & RACHEL'S PLACE) PHOEBE: Now Chandler's hard to read. He's like one of those repressed guys that you would have to seduce. MONICA: I think that's part of the act. I have a feeling that Chandler is a lot more sophisticated than he seems. (CUT TO HOSPITAL WHERE CHANDLER KNOCKS ON THE RECEPTIONIST WINDOW; RECEPTIONIST OPENS THE DOOR TO FIND CHANDLER ACTING GOOFY IN MEDICAL EQUIPMENT) (CUT BACK TO MONICA & RACHEL's PLACE) PHOEBE: You know who's kind of s**y...? MONICA: Don't...! PHOEBE: Ross. MONICA: No. Guys, don't! He is my brother! RACHEL: No, I know exactly what you mean. He can be really smooth. (CUT TO HOSPITAL WHERE ROSS TRIES TO WET A TISSUE COVERING HIS BLOODY NOSE WITH WATER. HE GIVES UP AND SPLASHES IT ON HIS FACE) (CUT BACK TO MONICA & RACHEL'S PLACE) RACHEL: Can't you just picture him in bed? MONICA: I really don't want to. (CUT TO HOSPITAL) ROSS: I remember the moonlight coming through the window- and her face had the most incredible glow. CHANDLER: Yes, the moon, the glow, the magical feeling, you did this part- Could I get some paink**ers over here, please? JOEY: He's right, enough, already. What is the big deal about today? So you slept with her for the first time, so what? You slept with her for seven years after that. ROSS: Look, it's just a little more complicated... CHANDLER: Well, what? What? What is it? That she left you? That she likes women? That she left you for another woman that likes women? ROSS: Little louder, okay, I think there's a man on the twelfth floor in a coma who didn't quite hear you... CHANDLER: Then what? ROSS: My first time with Carol was... (MUMBLES) JOEY: What? ROSS: It was my first... time. JOEY: With Carol? (ROSS GIVES HIM A LOOK) JOEY: Oh. CHANDLER: So in your whole life, you've only been with one-- (HE GETS A LOOK TOO) oh. JOEY: Whoah, boy, hockey was a big mistake! There was a whole bunch of stuff we could've done tonight! (CUT TO BALCONY) MONICA: Okay. Okay, I got one. Do you remember that vegetarian pate that I made that you loved so much? PHOEBE: Uh-huh. MONICA: Well, unless goose is a vegetable... ha haaaah! PHOEBE: Oh! Oh! Oh! Okay, fine, fine. Now I don't feel so bad about sleeping with Jason Hurley. MONICA: What?! You slept with Jason? PHOEBE: You'd already broken up. RACHEL: How long? PHOEBE: Just a couple hours. MONICA: Oh, that's nice! RACHEL: Okay, okay, okay, I got one! (SHE SITS UP AND THE CUSHION SHE WAS LEANING AGAINST FALLS OFF THE BALCONY) Anyway- The valentine Tommy Rollerson left in your locker was really from me. MONICA: Excuse me?! RACHEL: Hello? Like he was really gonna send you one? (TO PHOEBE) She was a big girl. MONICA: Really. Well, at least 'big girls' don't pee in their pants in seventh grade! RACHEL: I was laughing! You made me laugh! (MONICA AND RACHEL START TO SQUABBLE) PHOEBE: There he is! There he is! MONICA: Where? PHOEBE: Right- where we've been looking all night! RACHEL: He is so cute! MONICA: Oh, George, baby, drop the towel! ALL: Yeah, drop it! Drop the towel! Please drop the- (PAUSE) -wowww. (HOSPITAL- ROSS IS ABSENT) JOEY: Man. Can you believe he's only had s** with one woman? CHANDLER: I think it's great. You know, it's sweet, it's romantic.. JOEY: Really? CHANDLER: No, you kidding? The guy's a freak.. (ENTER ROSS OFF CAMERA) BOTH: Hey, buddy. ROSS: Hi. (HE IS WEARING A PIECE OF STEEL BANDAGED TO HIS NOSE. HE TOSSES SOME FORMS ONTO THE RECEPTION DESK) RECEPTIONIST: (SARCASTIC) Oh, that's attractive. CHANDLER: Oh, I thought you were great in "Silence of the Lambs". Oh come on, admit it! All things considered, you had fun tonight. ROSS: Fun? Where was the fun? Tell me specifically, which part was the fun part? Where's my puck? JOEY: Oh, ah- the kid has it. ROSS: The kid...? (TO KID) Excuse me, uh, that's, that's my puck. KID: I found it. Finders keepers, losers weepers. (ROSS LOOKS AT CHANDLER FOR HELP) CHANDLER: You gotta do it, man. ROSS: (TO KID) Oh yeah? Well, I'm rubber, you're glue, whatever- (TO CHANDLER) -can't do it. (TO KID) Listen, uh- gimme back my puck. KID: No. ROSS: 'Yes', how about. C'mere. Gimme! KID: No! No! (THEY FIGHT OVER IT.) RECEPTIONIST: Hey! Hey! No rough holding in my ER! ROSS: (TRIES TO SNATCH IT-) GIVE ME MY PUCK!! (-BUT IT FLIES OUT OF HIS GRASP AND KNOCKS OUT THE RECEPTIONIST) ROSS: ...Now that was fun. (CREDITS SCENE: RACHEL + MONICA'S PLACE, JOEY AND THE GIRLS ARE PLAYING TWISTER) ROSS: (DOING THE SPINNING) Okay, Monica: Right foot red. MONICA: Could've played Monopoly, but nooooo. (A KNOCK AT THE DOOR. CHANDLER OPENS IT AND SOME GUY SILENTLY HANDS BACK THE CUSHION) CHANDLER: Thanks. (THE GUY NODS AND LEAVES) ROSS: Okay, Pheebs: Right hand blue. (PHOEBE HAS TO BEND OVER.) Good. (JOEY STARES AT HER bu*t APPRECIATIVELY) Hey Ross, switch places with me, Phoebe could be your number 2, huh... PHOEBE: Huh? ROSS: Nothing. It's a Twister thing. The rules are on the back of the box. (PHONE RINGS, CHANDLER ANSWERS) CHANDLER: Hello? Oh, uh, Rachel, it's the Visa card people. RACHEL: Oh, okay. Will you take my place? CHANDLER: Alright. (TO PHONE) Yes, this is Rachel. RACHEL: Nooo! (TAKES THE PHONE; CHANDLER TAKES HER PLACE) Hello? Oh, yeah, no, I know, I-I haven't been using it much. Oh, well, thanks, but, I'm okay, really. ROSS: Green. To the green. RACHEL: I've got magic beans. Never-never mind. CHANDLER: To the left, to the left- aww! (THEY COLLAPSE) RACHEL: Ohhh... I'm fine.