[劇研] 122-part 01

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122 The One With the Ick Factor -Part 1 (Scene: Central Perk. Everyone is there.) Monica: Tell him. Rachel: No. Phoebe: Tell him, tell him. Monica: Just...please tell him. Rachel: Shut up! Chandler: Tell me what? Monica: Look at you, you won't even look at him. Chandler: (sarcastically) Oh, come on tell me. I could use another reason why women won't look at me. Rachel: All right, all right, all right. Last night, I had a dream that, uh, you and I, were... Phoebe: Doing it on this table. (points at the table) Chandler: Wow! Joey: Exellent dream score. Ross: Why, why, why would you dream that? Chandler: More importantly, was I any good? Rachel: Well, you were pretty damn good. Chandler: Interesting, cause in my dreams, I'm allways surprisingly inadequate. (Monica pats him on his lap) Rachel: Well, last night you seemed to know your way around the table. Ross: I love it, when we share. (Ross goes over to the counter. Chandler follows him.) Chandler: You're okay there? Ross: I can't belive you two had sex in her dream. Chandler: I'm sorry, it was a one-time-thing. I was very drunk and i was somebody else's subconscious. Opening Credits [Scene: Central Perk, continued from earlier, Chandler is sitting on the table.] Chandler: Hello Rachel. Rachel: Get off. Phoebe: (points at Joey's pen) Uh, uh, gimme. Can you see me operating a drill press? Joey: I don't know. What are you wearing? (Chandler, Monica and Phoebe looks at him) Ross: Pheebs, why would you want to operate a drill press? Phoebe: Just for some short-term-work. You know, until I get back some of my massage clients. Chandler: Pirates again? Phoebe: No, nothing like that. I was just...such a dummie. I taught this "massage-yourself-at-home-workshop." And they are. Joey: Hey, hey, Chan. She could work for you. Chandler: (sarcasticly) Thanks Joey, that's a good idea. Phoebe: What... I could, I could do it. What is it? Chandler: Well, my secretary is gonna be out for a couple of weeks. She is having one of her boobs redused. (Ross looks at her.) It's a whole big boob story. Phoebe: I could be a secretary. Chandler: Well, you know Phoebs. I don't know if it's your kinda thing, because it involves a lot of being normal. For a large portion of the day. Phoebe: I could do that. (Ross's beeper goes off) Rachel: What are you playing with? Ross: Oh, it's my new beeper. Joey: What the hell does a paleontologist need a beeper for? Monica: Is it like for dinosaur emergencies. 'Help, come quick, they're still extinct.' Ross: No, it's for when Carol goes into labor. She can get me wherever I am. I mean, all she has to do is to dial 55-JIMBO. Chandler: A cool phone number, and a possible name for the kid. Monica: All right, I'll see you guys later. (raises) Rachel: Off to see young Ethan? Monica: Thank you. Joey: How young is young Ethan? Young? Monica: He's... our age. Chandler: When we were? Monica: Okay, he's a senior in college. Ross: College? Chandler: Whoa! And this manchild has no problem with how old you are? Monica: No, of course not. It's not even an issue. Cause I told him I was 22. All: What? Monica: Oh, I can't pass for 22? Phoebe: Well, maybe 25-26. Monica: I am 26. Phoebe: There you go. [Scene: Chandler's office, he and Phoebe are there when the phone starts ringing.] Chandler: Can you hear that? Phoebe: (plays with a thumbtack remover) Yeah? Chandler: See that'll stop when you pick up the phone. Phoebe: Oh. Uh, I'm on. (picks up the phone) Phoebe: (with a deep voice) Mr. Bing's office. (Listens) No I'm sorry, he's in a meeting right now. Chandler: I'm not in a meeting. I'm right... Whoops. Phoebe: Will he know what this is in reference to? (Listens) And he has your number? (Listens) All right, I'll see that he gets the message. Bye bye. Chandler: What? Phoebe: Ross says hi. Chandler: Ah! Phoebe: This is so fun. All right, what do we do now? Chandler: Well, now, I actually have to get to work. Phoebe: Most likely. (raises and goes toward the door) Okay, I'm gonna be out there. Chandler: Okay. Phoebe: All right. Bye bye. Chandler: Bye bye. (The intercom buzzes) Chandler: (answering it) Yes? Phoebe: Whatcha doin'? Chandler: Ooh. (leans against the desk) -- ※ 發信站: 批踢踢實業坊(ptt.cc) ◆ From: 61.231.17.56
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