Thanksgiving with FRIENDS
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Transcript for Thanksgiving wit FRIENDS

Monica: Hey!
Will: Hey!
Will: Happy Thanksgiving!
Monica: Aww thanks! God Will I’m so glad that you came! You
look great! You must’ve lost like…
Will: 150 pounds. Yeah, I’m gonna be in one of those Subway
sandwich commercials.
Monica: A pie! (Will brought a pie.)
Will: Oh right. All right, it’s no fat, it’s no sugar, it’s no dairy…
it’s no good. Throw it out.
Monica: You wanna meet some people? This is uh; this is my
husband Chandler. Chandler, this is Will.
Will: Hey.
Chandler: Oh hey. I’d shake your hand but uh; I’m really into
the game. Plus, I think it’d be better for my ego if we didn’t
stand right next to each other.
Monica: This is Phoebe.
Phoebe: (nonchalantly glancing) Hey. (Turns back around.)
Wow! (Looks up.) Well done.
Monica: (to Will) Wanna give me a hand?
Will: Sure! Monica, I can’t get over how great you look! You
look stunning!
Monica: Well you look incredible too! You’re just—you’re so fit!
Chandler: I’m watching the game, but I’m not deaf!
Monica: Oh umm, I meant to tell you, Ross is coming.
Will: Ross is coming. Great! I love Ross!
Monica: Good. And Rachel Green too. (Will stops suddenly.)
Will: Oh.
Monica: Is there a problem?
Will: Nope. Uh, it’s okay. It’s just uh, God I hated her.
Monica: What?
Will: Yeah, I hated her. She was horrible to me in high school.
But hey, it was a long time ago, I’m in a good place, it might
be actually fun to see her again. You got any cakes or cookies
or something? (Starts looking.) No Will no!
Monica: You gotta save room, you’ve got almost an entire
turkey to eat.
Joey: Don’t worry, Tribbianis never get full.
Will: I actually know what you’re talking about. I’m here to tell
you something my friend, you can eat and eat and eat but
nothing will ever fill that void.
Joey: (To Monica) Who the hell is this guy?
Monica: Will! From high school.
Joey: Oh hey!
Monica: (to Will) Joey.
Will: Hello.
Ross: (entering) Will!
Will: Ross!
Ross: Hey-hey you came! Man you look incredible! Hot stuff!
Hot stuff?
Will: It’s good to see you man.
Ross: Yeah, you too. Man, so-so what are you up to?
Will: I’m a commodities broker.
Ross: Really? Yeah that-that sounds interesting.
Will: Yeah, it’s not. But I’m rich and thin.
Ross: Oh! Man I don’t think I’ve seen you since uh, Lance
Davis’ graduation party.
Will: That was such a fun night!
Ross: Yeah. It would’ve been good if we had gotten in, but still
real fun.
Will: Yeah.
Ross: Yeah.
Will: God we were lame back then. Do you remember how into
dinosaurs we were?
Ross: (laughs) Yeah.
Will: So what do you, what do you do now?
Ross: So how long are you in town?
Rachel: (entering, carrying a baking dish) Hi!
Monica: Hey sweetie. Will: (glaring at Rachel) Rachel Green.
Ross: Aw—oh, that’s right. Are-are you gonna be okay?
Will: Oh, I’ll-I’ll be fine. Just God I hate her Ross! I hate her!
Ross: Will, high school was-was a long time ago.
Will: Look at her standing there with those yams! My two
greatest enemies Ross: Rachel Green and complex
Rachel: (sees Will) Oh my God Monica, who is that?
Monica: That’s Will from high school!
Rachel: Oh! I do not remember him! Wow! He's really got that
sexy, smoldering thing going on. (We see Will angrily staring at
Rachel.) Oh my God, he’s… Look at the way he’s just staring at
me. I think he’s trying to mouth something to me, but I can’t
make it out.
(Will mouths, "I hate you.")
Rachel: Hi! Will, right?
Will: Right.
Rachel: Hi! I’m Rachel Green.
Will: Oh I-I remember you.
Rachel: Really?! Aren’t you sweet! I gotta tell you though, I am,
I am having the hardest time placing you. Oh-oh hang on! I
think I remember you! Did we umm, did we fool around at
Lance Davis’ graduation party?
Will: You are unbelievable.
Rachel: Thank you!
Monica: (breaking it up) Uh Rachel? Rachel, why don’t you sit
here? (Next to Joey) And Will you sit way over there. (The other
side of the table.)
Rachel: All right, who would uh, like some yams? Will?
Will: Oh, you’d like that wouldn’t ya?
Rachel: What? (Joey starts offering Ross some turkey.) Oh
y’know what? Can we please keep the chicken and the turkey
and everything on the other side of the table? The smell is just
Will: Typical.
Rachel: I’m sorry. What?
Will: I said it was typical. Typical of you, Rachel Green, Queen
Rachel does whatever she wants in little Rachel land. (Does a
fake hair flip.)
Joey: (To Monica) Seriously, who is this guy?
Rachel: Umm, I’m sorry. Do you-do you have a problem with
Will: I don’t know? Do I? Do I?
Phoebe: I think you do.
Activity for advanced level