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803TheOneWhereRachelTells讲解
803TheOneWhereRachelTells…
[Scene:
MonicaandChandler's,MonicaandChandleraregettingreadytogoontheirhoneymoon.Monicaisenteringfromthebedroom.]
Chandler:
Hey!
Babe!
Aren’tyouexcitedwe’regoingonourhoneymoon?
Monica:
YeahIam!
Chandler:
（singing）Bermuda,Bahama,comeonprettymama…
Monica:
That’sright.Getitoutofyoursystemwhilewe’realone.
Joey:
（enteringwithPhoebe）Hey!
Phoebe:
Yeah!
Haveagreathoneymoon!
Chandler:
I’dbettergopack.
Monica:
Ohno,Ialreadypacked.TheonlythingIcouldn’tfindthoughwasyourSpeedo.
（Joeylooksathim,Phoebetriesnottosmile,andChandlerisshocked.）
Chandler:
ASpeedo?
Uh,Idon’thaveaSpeedo.I’mgonnagopackmyregularlongbathingsuit.（Goesintothebedroom.）
Rachel:
（entering）Ohgoodyou’restillhere!
Monica:
Hey!
Rachel:
Iwanttotellyoutohaveagoodhoneymoon!
（HugsMonica.）
Monica:
Thankyou.
Rachel:
AndIalsowantedyouguystoknowthatIamtellingthefathertoday.（Theyalllookatherexpectantly）What?
What?
What?
（Pause.）
Joey:
WeknowitsRoss!
Rachel:
How?
!
Howdoyouknow?
Phoebe:
Itwashissweater,but—OhmyGod!
Rachel:
Oh,IsowantedRosstoknowfirst,butI’msorelievedyouguysknow.
Monica:
Thisissogreat!
AndI’mgonnabeyourbaby’saunt!
Rachel:
Iknow!
（Theyhug.）
Phoebe:
Metoo!
（Joinsthehug.）
Joey:
I’mgonnabeanuncle!
Comehere!
（Hejoinsthehug.）
Rachel:
（breakingthehug）You’reallgonnabeauntsanduncles.
Monica:
Yeah,butI’mtheonlyonerelatedbyblood.
Rachel:
Okay.Great!
Sonowthatyouguysallknowyoucanhelpme.GivemesomeadviceonhowI’mgonnatellRoss!
Monica:
Well,whatwereyougonnasay?
Rachel:
WellIwasgonnatellhimthatI’m-I’mgonnahavethebabyandhecanbeasinvolvedashewants.
Joey:
Wellthat,thatsoundsgood.
Rachel:
YeahbuthowdoIstart?
Imean,what’s-what’sthefirstthingthatIsay?
（Theyallpausetothink.）Okaygreat!
Thanks.（Shestartstoleave.）
Monica:
Hey!
Goodluck!
Phoebe:
Yeah,bye.
Joey:
Bye.
（Rachelexits.）
Chandler:
（entering）Hey,whatwasthatallabout?
Monica:
WellIguessthereisnoharmintellingyounow,RachelandRossaregonnahaveababy.
Chandler:
（inahighpitchedvoice）What?
!
Ididn’tevenknowthat—Whydidn’tyoutellme?
!
（Pause）WhyamItalkinglikethis?
!
Monica:
Ididn’tthinkyoucouldkeepitasecret.
Chandler:
（inthehighpitchedvoice）What?
!
（Normalvoice）Iamanexcellentsecretkeeper.Ihavekeptallofoursecrets.
Joey:
Whatsecrets?
Chandler:
Ohno-noJoey,IamnotgoingtotellyoubecauseIamanexcellentsecretkeeper.
（Thegirlswalkaway.）
Joey:
（whisperingtoChandler）You’lltellmelater?
Chandler:
Youalreadyknow.
OpeningCredits
[Scene:
JoeyandRachel's,JoeyandPhoebeareentering.]
Phoebe:
Oh,it'ssoromantictosendpeopleoffontheirhoneymoon.
Joey:
Y’know,MonicaandChandleraremarried.RossandRachelarehavingababy.MaybeyouandIshoulddosomething.
Phoebe:
Allingoodtimemylove.Allingoodtime.Ohshoot!
Ileftmyguitarintheirapartment.Wellyoucanletmeinlater.
Joey:
Idon’thaveakey,theytookminetogivetoyou.
Phoebe:
What?
!
Theytookminetogivetoyou!
Joey:
Whywouldtheytakeawayourkeys?
Phoebe:
Maybetheydon’ttrustus.
Joey:
Nothat’snotit.Theyletmekeepmykeythelasttimetheywereoutoftown.
Phoebe:
YoumeanthetimeyoubroketheketchupbottleandcleaneditupwithMonica’sguesttowels?
Joey:
Hey,Iwashedthose!
Phoebe:
Noyoudidn’t.
Joey:
Yeahthatdidn’tsoundlikeme.
Phoebe:
Well,whatamIgonnado?
Ireallyneedmyguitar!
Joey:
Yeah,Ihavestuffintheretoo.
Phoebe:
Whatstuff?
Joey:
Monica’schickenparm!
I’lltakecareofit.（Hepicksupthephone）HeyMr.Treeger,it’sJoeyTribbiani.Listen,IneedtogetintoMonicaandChandler’sapartment.It’sanemergency.（Listens）Uhh,gasleak!
Yeahoh,andbringgarlicbread.（Hangsup.）
Ross:
（entering）Hey!
Phoebe:
DidRachelfindyou?
Ross:
Nowhy?
Phoebe:
Ohshewaslookingforyou.
Ross:
Ohwell,IguessI’llcatchupwithherlater.
Phoebe:
Well,shereallywantedtotalktoyounow.
Joey:
Yeah,itseemedprettyimportant.
Ross:
Ohno.
Phoebe:
What?
Ross:
IthinkImightknowwhatthisisabout.
（PhoebeandJoeytradelooks）
Joey:
Really?
Ross:
Yeah.Uh,uhwepromisedweweren’tgonnatellanybodythisbutuh,aboutamonthagoRachelandIslepttogether.
Phoebe:
（deadpan）And?
Ross:
Wow!
Ithoughtyouwouldbealittlemoreshocked.
Phoebe:
Ohsorry.（Shocked）And?
!
Ross:
Well,we-wesaidwe’djustdoitthatonetimebut,butnowIthinkshemaywannastartthingsupagain.
Joey:
Yeah,Idon’tthinkthat’swhatitis.
Ross:
Why?
What-whatelsecoulditbe?
Joey:
Ohwow,Idon’tfeelwell.
Ross:
I’mtellingyou.I’mtellingyou.That’swhatitis.Nowondershewaslookingatmeallfunnyduringthewedding.Shedidn’tsayanythingtoyou?
Phoebe:
（ToJoey）Maybeit’ssomethingyouate?
Joey:
Please,just-just,justgoandtalktoRachel.
Ross:
Yeah,IguessIshould.（Startstoleave.）Man,y’knowwhatIhavetorealize?
MaybeI’mjustnotthetypeofguywomencanhavejustonenightwith.Y’know,they-theyalwaysseemtowantalittlebitmore.Ishouldrememberthat.（Hepausesandthenexits.）
[Scene:
TheAirportTicketCounter,MonicaandChandlerarestandinginlinebehindanothercouplekissingwhoarenextinlinetobeserved.]
TicketAgent:
Next?
（Thekissingcoupledoesn’tmove.）
Monica:
They’rekissinglet’sjustgoaroundthem.
Chandler:
Ohhoney,leavethemalone,they’reinlove.
Monica:
I’minlovetoo!
Butinanorderlyfashion.
TicketAgent:
Next?
Monica:
（tothecouple）Hi!
Canyoudothatandwalk?
‘Causeshesaid,"Next."
（Thecouplemovesuptothecounter.）
Woman:
Sorry.Wedidn’thearyou;we’reonourhoneymoon.
TicketAgent:
Oh,letmeseewhatIcando.（Checksthecomputer）Therearesomefirstclassseatsavailable.
Monica:
（ToChandler）Didyouhearthat?
!
Theybumpedthemuptofirstclassbecausetheyareontheirhoneymoon!
Comeon!
Let’sactlikewe’reonourhoneymoon.
Chandler:
Weareonourhoneymoon.
Monica:
Grabmyass!
TicketAgent:
Next?
（Theygouptothecounter.）
Monica:
Hi,sorry.Ialmostdidn’thearyou,becausey’knowI’mjustsoinlovewithmynewhusband.We’reonourhoneymoon.
TicketAgent:
Congratulations.Okay,Mr.Bingyou’llbein25JandMrs.Bingyou’llbein25K.
Monica:
Ohno,youseewe’reonourhoneymoon.Soumm,canyoudoyourlittlethingandbumpusuptofirstclass?
TicketAgent:
I’msorry,allourfirstclassseatsaretaken.Thatcouplegotthelasttwo.
Monica:
Yousee,ifwe’dgonearoundthemlikeIsaid,we—Shewould’vegivenusthosetickets.Damnit!
Chandler:
25JandK,anychancethosearen’ttogether?
[Scene:
JoeyandRachel's,PhoebeandJoeyareplayingRock‘em,Sock‘emRobots.]
Joey:
Istillcan’tbelievetheytookawaymykey.Youtrustmewithyours.
Phoebe:
OfcourseIdo!
AndI’mgonnagiveitbacktoyouassoonasthey’redonewithitatthekeyshiningplace.
（Theyhearaknockingsoundcomingfromthehallwayandgotoinvestigate.）
Joey:
Whatthehellisthat?
（TheygointothehallwayandseeMr.TreegerwatchingoneofNewYork’sbravestbreakdownMonicaandChandler’sdoorwithanax.]
Joey:
Whoa!
Whoa!
Whoa!
Treeger,whatareyoudoing?
Mr.Treeger:
Yousaidtherewasagasleakinhere.
Phoebe:
Wellwhydon’tyouuseyourkey?
Mr.Treeger:
BecausebythetimeIfinditonthisthing（Holdsupahugekeyringwithathousandkeysonit）,thewholeplacemighthaveexploded.IfthathappensatanotherbuildingthatImanage,peoplearegonnastartaskingquestions.（Tothefireman）Comeon!
Hurryup.
（Withafinalswingthedoorgivesway.）
Phoebe:
Oh!
Wecouldhavedonethat.
[Scene:
TheAirport,ChandlerandMonicaarefollowingthepreviouscouplethroughatinyhallwaythatprovesthisisasetonasoundstageandnotanactualairport,andseethementerthefirstclasslounge.]
Monica:
Lookatthat!
Lookatthat!
They’regoingintothefirstclasslounge!
Doyouknowwhattheyhaveinthere?
Chandler:
No.
Monica:
Meneither!
Wehavetogetin!
（SherunsthroughthedoorwithChandlerintow.）
Chandler:
Justactlikeyoubelong.
Monica:
OhmyGod!
Oranges!
Chandler:
Shh!
（Totheguybehindthecounter）Nicetoseeyouagain.（Theytriestowalkpasthim.）
AirlineEmployee:
Uhsir,mayIseeyourticketsplease?
Chandler:
Yes,ofcourse.（Showshimthetickets.）
AirlineEmployee:
I’msorry,wouldyoumoveyourthumb?
Ican’tseetheseatnumber.
Chandler:
Ohthat’sallright,Ihaveitmemorized.It’s1A.
AirlineEmployee:
（grabbingtheticketfromhim）Sir,thisisnotafirstclassticket.I’msorry.
Chandler:
Apologyaccepted.Excuseus.（Theytrytoenteragain.）
AirlineEmployee:
Sir!
I’mafraidI’mgonnahavetoaskyoutoleave.
Monica:
Fine.（Startstowalkawaythensherunsoverandgrabsanorangebeforesheexits.）Go!
Go!
Go!
[Scene:
TheHallwayOutsideRoss’sApartment,RossiswalkingtowardshisapartmentandseesRachelsittinginfrontofthedoor.]
Rachel:
（seeinghim）Hi!
Ross:
Hi.
Rachel:
Hi.（Hehelpsherup.）Umm,Ithinkthere’ssomethingthatwereallyneedtotalkabout.
Ross:
（quietlyconfident）Ithinkwedo.Whydon’twegoinside?
（Theygoinside.）Lookuh,Iknowwhyyou’rehere.
Rachel:
Youdo?
Ross:
Yeah,andtosaveyoufromanyembarrassmentumm,IthinkmaybeIshouldtalkfirst.
Rachel:
（warily）Okay.
Ross:
Okay.（Hesitsherdowninachair.）Uh,RossandRachel.RachelandRoss.That’sbeenoneheckofasee-sawhasn’tit?
Rachel:
（confused）What?
Ross:
Imeanlook,that-thatonenightwehadwasfunand…andcertainlypassionate,butdon’tyouthinkit’sbetterifwejuststayedfriends?
Rachel:
Seriously.
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