#12 Friends: Poker (Part 3)

Rachel: Boy, you really can't stand to lose, can you? Your whole face is getting red... little veins popping out on your temple...
Ross: First of all, I'm not losing...
Rachel: Oh, you are losing. Definitely losing.
Ross: Let's not talk about losing. Just deal the...
(Phone rings)
Rachel: Hel-lo, Rachel Green.
Ross: Mee mee, mee-mee mee.
Rachel: Excuse me. It's about the job.
Rachel: Barbara! Hi, how are you? Uh-huh. No, I understand. Yeah. Oh, oh, come on, no, I'm fine. Don't be silly. Yeah... oh, but you know, if-if anything else opens up, please... Hello? Hello?
Monica: Sorry, Rach.
Phoebe: Y'know, there's gonna be lots of other stuff.
Rachel: Yeah....OK. Where were we? Oh, OK... five card draw, uh... jacks or better... nothing wild, everybody ante.
Joey: Look, Rachel, we don't have to do this.
Rachel: Yes, we do.
Monica: Alright, check.
Joey: Check.
Ross: I'm in for fifty cents.
Chandler: Call.
Phoebe: I'm in.
Rachel: I see your fifty cents... and I raise you... five dollars.
Ross: I thought, uh... it was a fifty cent limit.
Rachel: Well, I just lost a job, and I'd like to raise the bet five bucks. Does anybody have a problem with that?
Rachel: Loser?
Ross: No, I fold.
Rachel: What do you mean, you fold? Hey, come on! What is this? I thought that 'once the cards were dealt, I'm not a nice guy.'
Ross: I'm in.
Rachel: How many you want?
Ross: One.
Rachel: Dealer takes two. What do you bet?
Ross: I bet two dollars.
Rachel: OK... see your two... and I raise you twenty.
Ross: I see your twenty, raise you twenty-five.
Rachel: See your twenty-five...and...uh, Monica, get my purse.
Monica: Rachel, there's nothing in it.
Rachel: OK, then get me your purse.
Monica: OK, here you go. Good luck.
Rachel: Thank you. I saw your twenty-five, and I raise you... seven.
Phoebe: ...teen!
Ross: Joey, I'm a little shy.
Joey: That's OK, Ross, you can ask me.
Chandler: What do you need, what do you need?
Ross: Fifteen.
Chandler: Alright, here's ten.
Joey: Here, I got five, I got five.
Ross: Thank you.
Chandler: Good luck.
Ross: OK, I am calling your seventeen. Whaddaya-got?
Rachel: Full house.
Ross: You got me.
Joey: Ahhh, that's alright. Y'know, that's a tough hand to beat.
Chandler: I thought we had them!
Ross: Oh, well, when you don't have the cards, you don't have the cards, you know. But, uh... look how happy she is.