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[Scene: The hospital waiting room. Joey is...waiting. Rachel comes out.]
Joey: Hey! So?
Doctor: She's fine. She was experiencing Braxton Hicks contractions, mild discomfort caused by contractions.
Rachel: Hmm...mild discomfort? I take it you've had one of those Braxton thingies?
Joey: So, but, everything was normal?
Doctor: Absolutely.
Joey: And, and there's no damage to her or the baby?
Doctor: Contractions can be unnerving if you don't know what they are. She's fine.
(The doctor leaves.)
Rachel: Aww, thank you for being so nice and calm!
(She hugs him.)
Joey: I wasn't calm! I've never been more scared in my entire life!!
Rachel: But hey, you said everything was going to be ok!
Joey: But what do I know?!! I'm not a doctor!!
Rachel: But I - everything is ok. I'm fine.
Joey: You are?!
Rachel: yes. Yes. I have a mind to contract that doctor's uterus though. "Mild discomfort."
(Ross runs in.)
Joey: Hey.
Ross: Is everything ok?
Rachel: Yeah. Everyone's fine.
Ross: What - your page said come to the hospital. What? What happened?
Joey: Something called Braxton Hicks contractions.
Ross: Oh. Thank God. That's no big deal. Most women can't even feel them.
Rachel: Ok, no uterus, no opinion.
Joey: Hey, uh, what's with the candy?
Ross: When you beeped me, I was in the concession line at the movie theatre.
Rachel: You went to the movies by yourself?
Ross: No - Mona!!!!
Rachel: Wait, no, I gotta go back in there!
Ross: What, why? What's wrong?
Rachel: No, everything's fine. I just need to go back in there.
Ross: No, you tell me. What's up?
Rachel: I, I forgot my underwear.
(She goes back in.)
Ross: So, thanks so much for, for bringing her to the hospital.
Joey: Oh, hey, don't worry about it. Don't worry about it. No big deal.
Ross: Yeah, well, it should have been me. I'm the dad.
Doctor: All right. If you have any more questions, here's some information on Braxton Hicks.
(Hands a pamphlet to Joey.)
Joey: Thanks.
Doctor: Oh, and by the way, you did the right thing by bringing her in. You'll make a wonderful father.
Joey: Oh, uh, hey, not as good as this guy! He brought Twizzlers!!
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[Scene: The hospital waiting room. Joey is...waiting. Rachel comes out.]
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Joey: Hey! So?
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Doctor: She's fine. She was experiencing Braxton Hicks contractions, mild discomfort caused by contractions.
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Joey: So, but, everything was normal?
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Joey: And, and there's no damage to her or the baby?
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Doctor: Contractions can be unnerving if you don't know what they are. She's fine.
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(The doctor leaves.)
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Rachel: Aww, thank you for being so nice and calm!
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(She hugs him.)
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Joey: I wasn't calm! I've never been more scared in my entire life!!
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Rachel: But hey, you said everything was going to be ok!
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Joey: But what do I know?!! I'm not a doctor!!
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Rachel: But I - everything is ok. I'm fine.
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Joey: You are?!
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Rachel: yes. Yes. I have a mind to contract that doctor's uterus though. "Mild discomfort."
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(Ross runs in.)
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Joey: Hey.
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Ross: Is everything ok?
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Rachel: Yeah. Everyone's fine.
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Ross: What - your page said come to the hospital. What? What happened?
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Joey: Something called Braxton Hicks contractions.
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Ross: Oh. Thank God. That's no big deal. Most women can't even feel them.
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Rachel: Ok, no uterus, no opinion.
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Joey: Hey, uh, what's with the candy?
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Ross: When you beeped me, I was in the concession line at the movie theatre.
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Rachel: You went to the movies by yourself?
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Ross: No - Mona!!!!
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Rachel: Wait, no, I gotta go back in there!
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Ross: What, why? What's wrong?
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Rachel: No, everything's fine. I just need to go back in there.
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Ross: No, you tell me. What's up?
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(She goes back in.)
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Ross: So, thanks so much for, for bringing her to the hospital.
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Joey: Oh, hey, don't worry about it. Don't worry about it. No big deal.
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Ross: Yeah, well, it should have been me. I'm the dad.
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Doctor: All right. If you have any more questions, here's some information on Braxton Hicks.
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(Hands a pamphlet to Joey.)
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Joey: Thanks.
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Doctor: Oh, and by the way, you did the right thing by bringing her in. You'll make a wonderful father.
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Joey: Oh, uh, hey, not as good as this guy! He brought Twizzlers!!
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