老友记第6季Word下载.docx

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（Theystormoutintothestreet.）

Wait!

（Getsherbearings）Okay!

（Shegoesoneway;

hegoestheother.ThecamerapansbacktoChandlerandMonica,andneedlesstosay,they'

restandingtheredumbstruck.）

Whoa!

OhmyGod!

Joey:

（enteringwithPhoebe）ComeonPheebs!

Hurry!

Phoebe:

（Theyrunintothechapel.）

（ChandlerandMonicaarestunnedagain.）

Iseverybodygettingmarried?

（PhoebeandJoeyrunbackoutandheadtowardsthestreet.）

Attendant:

（scoldingthem）N-Norunninginthechapel!

（toher）Hey!

Don’tyougivemeanyofyour—Hey!

（SeesChandlerandMonicastandingthere.）

Hey!

Whatareyouguysdoinghere?

RossandRachelleftusamessagesayingtheyweregettingmarried!

Isn’tthatwhyyouguysarehere?

Yes!

Wellthat-yes.

Whyelsewouldwebehere?

Well!

Whathappened?

Didwemissit?

Weactuallymissedit.

Well,maybeyouwouldn’thavehadyou（turnstotheattendant）runinthechapel!

Thisisinsane!

What’sthebigdeal,y’know?

It’snotlikeit’sarealmarriage.

What?

Yeah,ifyougetmarriedinVegas,you’reonlymarriedinVegas.

Whatareyoutalkingabout?

IfyougetmarriedinVegasyou’remarriedeverywhere.

（shocked）Really?

Yeah!

—Eh!

Well…

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Rachel’shotelroom,she’swakingupwithahorrendoushangover.]

Ohhh!

（Looksinthemirrorandseesthatshestillhashermustacheandgroans.）

（Suddenly,there’smovementbesideher,startlingher.It’sRoss!

Hewakesupandtheybothstartscreaminginterror.Thentheybothgrabtheirheadshavingaggravatedtheirhangovers.）

Whyareweinbedtogether?

Idon’tknow.Do-doyouhaveanyclotheson?

（checks）Yeah.

Really?

No!

Butwe-wedidn’thave…sex-uh,didwe?

Imean,Idon’tremembermuchaboutlastnight,itwassuchablur.

Oh!

Irememberlaughing!

Ilaughedalot.

Andwedidn’thavesex.

（Rachelagreeswithhimandstartstogetoutofbed.）

Ohh,Imean,wewerereallydrunk.I’mjustgladwedidn’tdoanythingstupid.

（gettingup）Tellmeaboutit.（Hesitsupontheedgeofthebedandhas"

JustMarried"

writtenonhisback.）

Thebreakfastbuffet,PhoebeisalreadysittingatthetableasJoeyenters.]

Mornin’Pheebs.（Sitsdown.）Well,mymoviehasofficiallybeencanceled.

OhJoey,I’msosorry.Youwantsomeofmybreakfast?

Nah,I’mtoodepressedtoeat.I’llprobablyeatinlike5minutes.SoIguessI’lljustflyhomewithyouguys,whattime’syourflight?

Whataboutmycab?

Idon’tneedthatanymore.

No,Joey!

Youborrowedmycab;

youhavetodriveitback.

Idon’twanttodriveallthewaybackbymyself,Igetsolonely.（Getsanidea.）Oh—ooh!

Howaboutyoucomewithme?

Idon’tknow,it’ssuchalongtrip.

It’llbegreat!

We-wecouldtalk,andplaygames!

Huh?

Thiscouldbeourchancetolikerenewourfriendship.

Areyouaskingmetohaveafrenaissance?

Sure?

Allright.AlthoughIdon’tthinkweneedone,Ineverstoppedlovingyou.

（ChandlerandMonicaenter.）

Hi!

Hey.

So,hasanyonetalkedtoDr.andMrs.Gelleryet?

Um-hmm,yeah.Theyleftmeamessage;

theyshouldbehereanyminute.

Whereisthewaitress?

I’mstarving!

It’sabuffetman.

Oh,here’swhereIwinallmymoneyback!

（GetsupandheadsforthebuffettablewithChandlerintow.）

Listen,Igottatalktoyou.

Sure!

What’sup?

（Hegrabsaplateandproceedstoloaditwithahugepileofscrambledeggs.ChandlerjuststaresathimandJoeyreluctantlygiveshimaspoonful.）

MonicaandIalmostgotmarriedlastnight.

That’shuge!

（Hugshim.）Waitaminute,whycomeIwasn’tinvited?

Andwhowasgoingtobeyourbestman?

Don’tsay,"

Ross."

Donotsay,"

Look,Ijustdon’tthinkMonicaandIarereadytogetmarriedyet!

Y’know?

Imean,IloveherandeverythingbutseeingRossandRachelcomingoutofthatchapelwaslikea,likeawake-upcallthatMonicaandIaremovingsofast.Y’know?

And,howdoItellherwithoutcrushingher?

Tellhershe’snotmarriagematerial.

Girlssayittomeallthetime!

Andbelieveme,ifshe’sanythinglikeme,she’sjustgonnaberelieved.

[PantoMonicaandPhoebehavingthesameconversation.]

HowdoItellChandlerthatit’stoosoon.It’sgonnabreakhisheart,he’snotgonnathinkthatIdon’tlovehimanymore.

Wellyoudon’t.

YesIdo!

Good!

Iwasjusttestingyou.

（returningwithJoey）Hi.

Ohhi!

Y’know,wewerejusttalkingaboutbacon.

No,weweretalkingabouttennis.Tennisismorebelievable.

（RossandRachelenter.）

TheGirls:

（TheybothsitdownandRachelpoursthembothsomecoffee.They’reactinglikenothing’shappenedandeveryoneisjuststaringatthem.）

Arewegonnatalkaboutwhatyouguysdidlastnight?

Or…

（ToRoss）Idon’tknow.（Tothegang.）Whatdoyoumeanlastnight?

Nothing,nothinguh,happenedlastnight.

Uh-huh!

Rossinvitedusalltowatch.

（RachelturnstoRossstunned.）

Rach!

Weweren’tgonnamissourfriendsgettingmarried!

（gasps）Whogotmarried?

（Rossisassurprisedtohearthisassheis.）

（notquitesure）Youdid.

Hello!

Wedidn’tgetmarried.

No,wedidn’tgetmarried!

That’sridiculous!

（Theyturntolookateachotherandsuddenlyrememberthattheydidinfactgetmarried.）

We-we-we—Irememberbeinginachapel.

OhmyGod.

I—Theywouldnotletusgetmarriedwhenwewerethatdrunk!

Theyletyougetmarriedwhenyou’redrunk!

MostpeoplewhogetmarriedinVegasaredrunk!

Hell,I’mdrunkrightnow!

（Theyallturnandlookather.）What?

Ican’thaveamimosawithbreakfast?

I’monvacation!

Whatareyouguysgonnado?

Well,Iguesswejustfindadivorcelawyer?

（LooksatRoss.）

Well,Ithink,Ithink,Rossalreadyhasone.Now,thisone’sfree,right?

Becauseyoupaidforthefirsttwo,sothethirdone’sfree.

Laughitup,butthejoke’sonyou.Becausewedon’tneedtogetdivorced,okay?

Wewe’rejustgonnagetanannulment.

Anannulment?

Ross!

Idon’tthinksurgery’stheanswerhere.

Oh-oh,that’syourthing.

You’rething.You’rething.Y’know?

You’retheguywhogetsdivorced.

All:

Ohyeah!

No-no,that’s-that’snotmything!

Idonotlovegettingdivorced!

Yesyoudo!

Thisisyourthirddivorce!

Youlovedivorcesomuchyou’reprobablygonnamarryit!

Thenitwon’tworkoutandyou’regonnahavetodivorceit,divorcingguy.（Pause）I’msodrunk.

Thecasinofloor,ChandlerandMonicaarewalkingthroughit.]

So,whatdoyouthinkweshoulddo?

Idon’tknow.ButI-I-IknowIloveyou!

IknowIloveyou!

（Theyhug.）

Sowhereareweonthewholegoingbacktotheplacewheretheyhaveallthemarriagesthing?

Iloveyou.

That’sagoodquestion.Lookumm,lastnightweletthedicedecide.Maybeweshouldleaveituptofateagain.Iloveyou!

Yes,wedon’tgetmarriedunlessthere’sasign!

Okay,sosayuh,sayyourollanothereight（motionstothecrapstable）thenthere’sadefinitesignthatweshouldgetmarried.

Allright,eightwegetmarried,but2,3,4,5,6,7,9,10,11,12wedon’tgetmarried.

Soundsgreat.

Okay.（Theyapproachthecrapstable.）

Croupler:

Comingin,wegotashooter!

Moneyplease.

Ready?

Ready!

（sarcastic）Comeoneight.

（deadpan）Yes,yeseight.

（Monicarollsthedice.）

Eight!

Easyeight.（Sherollsa3anda5andthey’restunned.）

Wow!

Ican’tbelieveIactuallyrolledaneight.

Thatwassounlikely.Well,let’sgetmarried!

Iguess.

Waitaminute.Thatwasn’tahardeight!

LastnightIrolledahardeight.

That’sright!

Itwasthewrongkindofeight,nowedding!

Damnit!

Iwanteditsobad!

（Pause）Wannagopack?

Yeah.（Theygopack.）We’redoingtherightthing,right?

Ohh,ofcourseweare!

（Theywalkuptotheelevators.）Weleftituptofate.（Pushestheelevatorbutton.）Ifweweresupposedtogetmarriedtherewouldbeaclear-c