122 The One With the Ick Factor.doc

122 The One With the Ick Factor (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 wont even look at him. Chandler: (sarcastically) Oh, come on tell me. I could use another reason why women wont 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, Im 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: Youre okay there? Ross: I cant belive you two had sex in her dream. Chandler: Im sorry, it was a one-time-thing. I was very drunk and i was somebody elses subconscious. Opening Credits [Scene: Central Perk, continued from earlier, Chandler is sitting on the table.] Chandler: Hello Rachel. Rachel: Get off. Phoebe: (points at Joeys pen) Uh, uh, gimme. Can you see me operating a drill press? Joey: I dont 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, thats 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