Friends S03E09 2d
- Hello? It's third down. - No, it's not. It's second. - Wow. - Wow what? How it just amazes me that you're still pulling stuff like this. - Pulling what? It's second down. - Okay, it's second down. Take all the second downs you need. - I heard that. - Well, I said it loud. It is okay if I stay and watch? I can't go home just yet. My roommate is forshlocking a big American businessman. - Just sit right there. - Yeah, why don't you stick around? - Well, that went well. - I think so. You know, I was thinking about asking her for her number. Thanks, man, but it makes a stronger statement if I ask for it myself, you know? No. I was thinking about for me. As part of that whole getting-over-Janice thing you talked about. Oh, yeah. That. If it means that much, I'll let you have her. Thanks. Let me have her? What do you mean? If you didn't, I wouldn't have a shot? I don't like to say it out loud... ...but yeah! Don't feel bad, man. We all have our strengths. - You're better with numbers and stuff. - Math? You're giving me math? All right, you know what? Forget about it. You go for the girl. We'll see who gets her. Chandler, I want you to run a post-pattern to the left. And, sweetie... Yeah, I know. Go long. You know, it's like all I'm doing is running back and forth from the huddle. Well, you wanna just stay out there? Can I see that for a second? - Okay. - Okay, let's go. - I got Chandler! - Hike! One Mississippi, two Mississippi, three Mississippi. Fumble! What the hell's the matter with you? This is my favorite jersey. Well, now you have two. Hey, I am good at math! That's it. I was still gonna let you have her. But now forget about it. Prepare to feel bad about yourself. Hey, well, I've been preparing for that my entire life! Or something about you that's mean! All right. Come on, guys. Let's go. Tie score. We're running out of time. Forty-two, 38, hike! I got it! Oh, broken boobs! - Pheebs, run! - Run, Phoebe, run! Touchdown! Touchdown! Hello, the buzzer buzzed. It doesn't count. - After the snap. - Before the snap. - After. - Before. - Now, does it really matter? - Yes! But I made a touchdown. It was my first touchdown. Pheebs, that's great. Doesn't count. - Does so count. - Cheater, cheater, compulsive eater. Oh, my God! You know what? That's fine. Maybe you haven't grown up, but I have. - Oh, okay. - Dead leg! Okay, fine. You want to win by cheating, go ahead, all right. Phoebe, the touchdown does count. You win. No! I'm not going to go through this again. I wanna beat you when you can't blame... ...it on the broken nose or the buzzer or the fact that you might have mono. All right. Let's just call this tie score and it's halftime. First, I don't play with cheaters. And second of all, you know I had swollen glands! You know what? I think you'll play. Oh, really? Why's that? Because the winner gets this. The Geller Cup! Is everybody else seeing a troll doll nailed to a two-by-four? Okay, good. Okay, where the hell did you get that? When you went to the hospital for your nose... ...I swam into the lake and fished it out. That cup is mine! No, it's not. You want it, you're gonna have to win it. All right. So are we not having dinner at all? Hey, could you please set the timer, Margha? Okay, Beefy. Come on, Phoebe, let's go. Come on, it's time to get serious. Huddle up. Joey, keep your head in the game. It's hard, you know? His huddle's close to the Dutch girl. Look, if I take Chandler out of the running, will you be able to focus? - What are you gonna do? - Just make sure he catches the ball. - I'll do the rest. - Okay. - Come on, you wuss! - Okay, come on. - Go, Chan... - I got it! Come on! This way! Hi! Look out! Tackled by a girl! Bet you don't see that every day, do you? What's with the tackling? What? I just touched him and he went over. Okay. You wanna play rough? We can play rough. Let's get ready to rumble! - Go, go, go! - Get her! Get her! I love this game! Hey, where'd you get that? I went really long. Forty-two to 21. Like the turkey, Ross is done! No surprise. You got to pick first, so you got the better team. You're pathetic! Why can't you just accept that we're winning... ...because I'm better than you? Oh, what a great argument. Exhaling! You know what? I'll prove it to you. I'll trade you Joey for Rachel and I'll still win the game. Oh, that's great. There goes my last shred of self-esteem. What? The guys against the girls? See that's ridiculous, Monica, because I'm only down by three touchdowns. Oh, then bring it on! Unless, of course, you're afraid you might lose to a bunch of girls. Fine. Fine. Rachel, you're with Monica. Joey, you're with me. I cannot believe you are trading me. You are going to lose. And you are going to lose. And... Help me out. I've never done this before. That's good. Lose. Lose! Come on. Let's see what it's like to be on a winning team for a change. You're gonna let me play? All right, then! The game is over? We eat now? The game's not over. We're switching teams. Yeah. Chandler finds me so intimidating that it's better if we're on the same team. All right. Okay, let's play. Let's go. Hold on a second, Joe. Where do Dutch people come from?