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[Scene: Joey and Rachel's. Ross enters.]
Rachel: Hey, Ross, check it out! (she's balancing a soda can on her belly) I learned a new trick! Huh?
Ross: Hey, I brought you some lunch.
(He gives her a bag.)
Rachel: Aw, that's so sweet!
Ross: It's ok.
(She pulls out a sandwich.)
Rachel: Ohh.. (takes a bite) (mouth full) Did you put pickles on this?
Ross: Well, yeah...
Rachel: Oh no! (She runs into the bathroom) No! No!
Ross: What, what? Rach, what?!
Joey: What's going on?
Ross: Uh, I made her favorite, tuna sandwich with pickles.
Joey: Oh, giving her pickles makes her sick. Giving her pickles is like giving me salad.
Ross: Uh, I'm sorry, Rach. I didn't know. Uh, are you going to be ok?
Rachel: I'll be fine but can someone make sure that, that sandwich is gone when I get out there?
(Joey's eating it.)
Joey: I'm on it!
Ross: I can't believe this! I shouldn't be the one making her throw up!
Joey: Relax, Ross. It could happen to anyone.
Ross: Not to you, because you know this stuff. I don't and I'm the father. I just, I wish I got more involved, you know?
(Rachel comes out.)
Rachel: Oh, well, if anyone's keeping score, I no longer eat tuna.
Joey: Hey, uh, can I, uh, can I talk to you guys for a second?
Ross: Yeah.
Rachel: What's up?
Joey: Well, uh, sit down. (they do) I want to talk about our situation.
(Rachel gasps.)
Rachel: Are you breaking up with us?
Joey: The thing is, because I live with Rachel, I'm here for a lot of the stuff. Ok? And Ross, Ross is missing everything. So -
Rachel: Yeah?
Joey: Maybe you two should live together.
Rachel: Are you asking me to move out? You don't like me here?
Joey: No... No, no, I love living with you, it just seems that if you're gonna have a roommate, it might as well be the father.
Rachel: But Joey, I don't think Ross wants me to move into his apartment and disrupt his life like that. I mean - (Ross looks at her) ...or he does.
Ross: Look, I, I would love to be around for you and the baby. And we, we, we can just try it, like on a temporary basis.
Rachel: But Ross! It's you and me!
Ross: Well, sure, but it won't be anything romantic and I'm, I'm dating Mona. Dammit, Mona! I was supposed to meet her like an hour ago! What's wrong with me?
Joey: So? What do you think?
Rachel: I don't know. Is it crazy?
Ross: No!! It's not. Joey, this is a smart idea.
Joey: Well, it was due.
Rachel: Ok, let's do it. I'll move in.
Ross: Really?
Rachel: Yeah.
Ross: Aw, Rach, that's great. That's great.
(They hug with Joey watching.)
Rachel: Yay!
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[Scene: Joey and Rachel's. Ross enters.]
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Rachel: Hey, Ross, check it out! (she's balancing a soda can on her belly) I learned a new trick! Huh?
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Ross: Hey, I brought you some lunch.
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(He gives her a bag.)
( ±×°¡ ±×³à¿¡°Ô ºÀÁö¸¦ °Ç³Ù´Ù)
Rachel: Aw, that's so sweet!
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Ross: It's ok.
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(She pulls out a sandwich.)
( ±×³à°¡ »÷µåÀ§Ä¡¸¦ ²¨³½´Ù)
Rachel: Ohh.. (takes a bite) (mouth full) Did you put pickles on this?
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Ross: Well, yeah...
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Rachel: Oh no! (She runs into the bathroom) No! No!
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Ross: What, what? Rach, what?!
¿Ö, ¿Ö±×·¡? ·¹ÀÌÿ, ¹«½¼ ÀÏÀε¥?!
Joey: What's going on?
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Ross: Uh, I made her favorite, tuna sandwich with pickles.
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Joey: Oh, giving her pickles makes her sick. Giving her pickles is like giving me salad.
ÀÌ·±, ÇÇŬ¸ÔÀ¸¸é À÷ Å»³ª´Â°Å ¸ð¸£³Ä. À÷ÇÑÅ× ÇÇŬ ÁÖ´Â°Ç ³ªÇÑÅ× »ø·¯µå ¸ÔÀ¸¶ó´Â°Å ÇÏ°í ¶È°°¾Ö
Ross: Uh, I'm sorry, Rach. I didn't know. Uh, are you going to be ok?
¾î, ¹Ì¾È, ·¹ÀÌÿ. ³ª ±×·±ÁÙ ¸ô¶ú´ç. ¾î, ³Ê ±¦ÂúÀº°Å¾ß?
Rachel: I'll be fine but can someone make sure that, that sandwich is gone when I get out there?
³ª ±¦ÂúÀ»°Éµ§ ´©°¡ ³ª ³ª°¬À»¶§ »÷µåÀ§Ä¡ ¾ø°Ô Á¡ È®½ÇÇÏ°Ô ÇØÁÙ ¼ö ÀÖ°Ú´Ï?
(Joey's eating it.)
( Á¶ÀÌ°¡ »÷µåÀ§Ä¡¸¦ ¸Ô°í ÀÖ´ÂÁßÀÌ´Ù)
Joey: I'm on it!
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Ross: I can't believe this! I shouldn't be the one making her throw up!
ȯÀåÇÏ°Ú±¸¸¸! ·¹ÀÌÿ ÅäÇÏ°Ô³ª ÇÏ°í ¸»À̾ß!
Joey: Relax, Ross. It could happen to anyone.
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Ross: Not to you, because you know this stuff. I don't and I'm the father. I just, I wish I got more involved, you know?
³ÊÇÑÅ×´Â ¾Æ´ÏÁö, ¿Ö³Ä¸é ³Êµµ ÀÌ·±ÀÏ ¾ËÀݾÆ. ³ ì°ÜÁÖ°í ±×·¯Áö ¸øÇÏÀÝ¾Æ ³ª´Â ¾Ö ¾ÆºüÀε¥. ³ª ±×³É Á»´õ ·¹ÀÌÿ ÀÏ¿¡ °ü¿©ÇÏ°í ½Í´Ù°í, ¾Æ´Ï?
(Rachel comes out.)
( ·¹ÀÌÿÀÌ ÈÀå½Ç¼ ³ª¿Â´Ù)
Rachel: Oh, well, if anyone's keeping score, I no longer eat tuna.
¿À, ÀÖÁö, ´©±º°¡ °è¼Ó Á¡¼öµû·Á ÇÑ´Ù¸é, ³ ´Ù½Å ÂüÄ¡ ¾Ê¸ÔÀ»°Å¾ß
Joey: Hey, uh, can I, uh, can I talk to you guys for a second?
¾êµé¾Æ, ¾î, ³ª, ¾î, ´ÏµéÇÑÅ× Àá½Ã ¾ê±âÁ¡ ÇÒ ¼ö ÀÖÀ»±î?
Ross: Yeah.
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Rachel: What's up?
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Joey: Well, uh, sit down. (they do) I want to talk about our situation.
±Û½ê, ¾î, ¾É¾îºÁ.( ±×µéÀÌ ÀÇÀÚ¿¡ ¾É´Â´Ù) ¿ì¸® »óȲ¿¡ ´ëÇؼ ¸»ÇÏ°í ½ÍÀº°Ô Àִµ¥
(Rachel gasps.)
( ·¹ÀÌÿÀÌ Çã°Æ ÇÏ¸ç ¹ÝÀÀÇÑ´Ù)
Rachel: Are you breaking up with us?
¸Ó ³Ê ¿ì¸®¶û Àý±³¶óµµ ÇÒ°Å´Ï?
Joey: The thing is, because I live with Rachel, I'm here for a lot of the stuff. Ok? And Ross, Ross is missing everything. So -
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Rachel: Yeah?
±×·¡¼ ¸Ó?
Joey: Maybe you two should live together.
´Ïµé µÑÀÌ °°ÀÌ »ì¾Æ¶ó
Rachel: Are you asking me to move out? You don't like me here?
³Ê Áö±Ý ³ª À̻糪°¡±æ ¿øÇϴ°žß? ³ª ¿©±â ¸Ó¹«´Â°Å ½È´Ï?
Joey: No... No, no, I love living with you, it just seems that if you're gonna have a roommate, it might as well be the father.
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Rachel: But Joey, I don't think Ross wants me to move into his apartment and disrupt his life like that. I mean - (Ross looks at her) ...or he does.
±Ùµ¥ Á¶À̾ß, ³»°¡ º¸±â¿£ ·Î½º°¡ ³»°¡ ¾ê ¾ÆÆÄÆ® µé¾î°¡¼ ÀÌ°Íó·³ ±×ÀÇ ¸ðµç ÀÏ»óÀ» È¥¶õ½º·´°Ô Çϴ°Š¿øÄ¡ ¾ÊÀ»ÅÙµ¥. ³»¸»Àº...( ·Î½º°¡ ±×³à¸¦ ¹Ù¶óº»´Ù)...¾Æ´Ï¸é ¾ê°¡ ±×·²¼öµµ ÀÖ°í
Ross: Look, I, I would love to be around for you and the baby. And we, we, we can just try it, like on a temporary basis.
¾ß, ³ ³Ê¶û ¾Æ±â ÁÖÀ§¿¡¼ ÀÖ°í ½Í´Ù°í. ±×¸®°í ¿ì¸® ½ÃµµÇغ¼ ¼ö ÀÖÀ»°Å¾ß, Àӽú¯Åë ¿øÄ¢ÇÏ¿¡
Rachel: But Ross! It's you and me!
±Ùµ¥ ·Î½º¾ß! ³Ê¶û ³ª¶û ÀÌÀÝ¿À!
Ross: Well, sure, but it won't be anything romantic and I'm, I'm dating Mona. Dammit, Mona! I was supposed to meet her like an hour ago! What's wrong with me?
±Û½ê, ±×·¸Áö, ±Ùµ¥ ¸Ó º°·Î ³¶¸¸ÀûÀÌÁø ¾ÊÀ»°Å¾ß ±×¸®°í ³ ¸ð³ª¶û µ¥ÀÌÆ® ÇÏ°í ÀÖÀÝ¿À. Á¨Àå, ¸ð³ª! Çѽð£Àü¿¡ ¸ð³ª¶û ¸¸³ª±â·Î Çß¾ú´Âµ¥! ³ª ¾à¸Ô¾ú³ª ¿Ö ÀÌ·¯Áö?
Joey: So? What do you think?
±×·¡¼? ¾îÄÉ »ý°¢ÇÏ´Ï?
Rachel: I don't know. Is it crazy?
³ªµµ ¸ð¸£°Ú´Ù. ÀÌ»óÇÏÁö ¾ÊÀ»°¡?
Ross: No!! It's not. Joey, this is a smart idea.
¾Æ´ÏÁö!! ±×·¸Áö ¾Ê¾Æ. Á¶À̾ß, Çö¸íÇÑ »ý°¢ÀÌ´Ù
Joey: Well, it was due.
±×·¯°Ô, Ãâ»ê¿¹Á¤ÀÏÀÌ Áö³µÀݾÆ
Rachel: Ok, let's do it. I'll move in.
ÁÁ¾Æ, ´çÀåÇÏÀÚ. ´Ï ÁýÀ¸·Î µé¾î°¥°Ô
Ross: Really?
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Rachel: Yeah.
ÀÀ
Ross: Aw, Rach, that's great. That's great.
¾Æ, ·¹ÀÌÿ, Àß »ý°¢Çß´Ù. Àß »ý°¢Çß¾î
(They hug with Joey watching.)
( Á¶ÀÌ°¡ ÁöÄѺ¸°í Àִµ¥ µÑÀÌ ¼·Î Æ÷¿ËÇÑ´Ù)
Rachel: Yay!
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