know. A million!
Chandler, easy, easy.
Go to your happy place.
-I'm fine, I'm fine.
-All right.
I'm not fine. Here she comes.
Wait here, okay? Breathe.
How do you do that?
It's like a gift.
We should always break up together.
I'd like that!
You got the clothes clean.
That's the important part.
I guess. Except everything
looks like jammies now.
I'm sorry.
Excuse me. We had this cart.
I had a 24-inch waist.
You lose things.
Now, come on.
Get out of my way.
I'm sorry. Maybe I wasn't
being clear. This was our cart.
There aren't any clothes in it!
Hey, hey, hey, hey!
Quit making up rules!
Let go! Come on, it's my cart.
Listen, Mitzi, if you
want this cart. . .
. . .you're gonna have to
take me with it!
Yes! Did you see that?
You were incredible.
A brand-new woman,
ladies and gentlemen.
I could not have
done this without you.
More clothes in the dryer?
-I'm fine. I'm fine.
-Are you sure?
Are you sure you're okay?
Does it still hurt?
What a neat idea. All your
clothes match. I'm gonna do this.
How'd it go?
Excellent!
We ripped that couple apart
and kept the pieces for ourselves.
What a beautiful story.
I'm fine, by the way.
I'm sorry.
Where's Chandler?
He needed some time to grieve.
I'm free! I'm free!
That ought to do it.Would you let it go? It's not that big a deal.
Not that big a deal? It's amazing. Ok, you just reach in there, there's one little maneuver, and bam, a bra right out the sleeve.
All right, as far as I'm concerned, there is nothing a guy can do that even comes close. Am I right?
Come on! You guys can pee standing up.
We can? All right, I'm tryin' that.
Ok, you know what blows my mind? Women can see breasts any time they want.
You just look down and there they are. How you get any work done is beyond me.
Oh, ok, you know what I don't get? The way guys can do so many mean things, and then not even care.
Multiple orgasms!
So, Saturday night, the big night, date night, Saturday night, Sat-ur-day night!
No plans, huh?
Not a one.
Not even, say, breaking up with Janice?
Oh, right, right, shut up.
Chandler, nobody likes breaking up with someone. You just gotta do it.
No, I know, but it's just so hard, you know? I mean,
you're sitting there with her, she has no idea what's happening, and then you finally get up the courage to do it,
and there's the horrible awkward moment when you've handed her the note.
Why do you have to break up with her? Be a man, just stop calling.
You know, if you want, I'll do it with you.
Oh, thanks, but I think she'd feel like we're gangin' up on her.
No, I mean you break up with Janice and I'll break up with Tony.
Tony?
Oh, you're breaking up with Tony?
Yeah, I know, he's sweet, but it's just not fun anymore,
you know? I don't know if it's me, or his hunger strike, or, I don't know.
Does anybody want anything else?
Oh, yeah, last week you had a wonderful, nutty, chocolatey kind of a cakey pie thing.
Nothing, just, just, I'm fine.
What's the matter? Why so scrunchy?
It's my father. He wants to give me a Mercedes convertible.
That guy, he burns me up.
Yeah, well, it's a Mercedes if I move back home.
Oh, it was horrible. He called me young lady.
Ooh, I hate when my father calls me that.
Did he give you that whole "You're-not-up-to-this" thing again?
Oh, yeah, yeah. Actually, I got the extended disco version, with three choruses of "You'll never make it on your own".
Uh-huh, uh-huh.
Hi, Joey.
My god, Angela.
Wow, being dumped by you obviously agrees with her.
Are you gonna go over there?
No, yeah, no,
ok, but not yet. I don't wanna seem too eager.
One Mississippi, two Mississippi, three Mississippi. That seems pretty cool.
Hey, Angela.
Joey.
You look good.
That's because I'm wearing a dress that accents my boobs.
You don't say.
So, uh, Rachel, what are you, uh, what're you doing tonight?
Oh, big glamour night. Me and Monica at Laundorama.
you uh, you wanna hear a freaky coincidence? Guess who's doing