[Disclaimer: These characters do not belong to me. They belong to David Crane, Martha Kauffman and Kevin Bright's show
Friends. This is just fanfiction.]
Previously on "Friends"...
[Scene: Joey's and Rachel's; Rachel and Joey are there.]
Rachel: Where were you? Did you fix things with Ross?
Joey: No. But I tried. It got worse.
Rachel: Why, what happened?
Joey: Well, apparently, I broke some dinosaur bone that was found from, like,
sixteen million years ago, so...
Rachel: Ooh, no, that's so bad. For Ross. (Pause) Is he preparing the funeral
now?
Joey: Yeah.
Rachel: Yeah!
(Joey sits down.)
Joey: Ugh, god, I really have to fix things with him. I mean, that guy's pretty
upset about that.
Rachel: I bet he is. You know, when Ross and I were dating, he always this romantic
funny guy who would bring me stuff to work everyday and when I come back, he would prepare me dinner with candlelight on the
balcony and some cherries on the side with pretty-well designed flowers and blueberries that I would just love. We would have
some pretty good time together. We once even slept on the balcony!
Joey: This balcony?
Rachel: No, don't worry, Monica's.
[Time Lapse to Joey and Rachel's kiss as Ross enters.]
[Time Lapse to later.]
Ross: I wanna talk about what happened. About what I saw.
Rachel: No, no, no, you don't!
Ross: We have to talk about this.
Joey: Go ahead, Ross. Talk about whatever you want, buddy. 'Cause you're my best buddy! (Chuckles)
Ross: All right, why were you two kissing?
(Long Pause)
Joey: Refill? (Takes Ross's mug and heads to the kitchen. Rachel follows him.)
Rachel: Joey, this is bad. This is really, really bad.
Joey: It doesn't look good, does it?
Rachel: I just said it's "bad", what's the matter with you! (short pause) Talk to him, Joey. He really
needs you to be his friend now. I'll be outside. (Leaves)
Ross: Hey, where'd Rachel go?
Joey: Ross, we need to talk about this. (Sighs and sits down) I'm sorry, but I can't help it. I'm crazy
about her.
(Ross is shocked.)
Ross: Okay.
Joey: What?
Ross: I said okay.
Joey: What do you mean "okay"?
Ross: You love Rachel. (Gets up and leaves)
(Long Silence)
(Ross returns, and he is just standing at the doorway)
Ross: She's my ex-girlfriend.
(Joey has a disappointed look on his face.)
[Time Lapse to the finale scene of TOW Joey's Big Night, Part I...]
Ross: No, you know what? Don't talk! Don't speak at all! Do me a favor. And sleep with Rachel.
Joey: What!
Ross: Yeah, you heard me. Go sleep with her. Do that, now!
Joey: Ross...
Rachel: He can't do that.
(Silence. They realize she is at the door.)
Rachel: I'm pregnant.
(Awkward silence)
Ross: Rachel! Hi!
Rachel: Hey.
Ross: Do you mind me asking what on earth did you just say?!
Rachel: Umm...well, the thing is, it's, uh, uhm...I took a pregnancy test. And turns out...I'm
pregnant! (Chuckles)
Joey: How...how did this happen?
Ross: Rachel and I have been secretly going on for over three months now.
Joey: Oh, my god.
Ross: And I guess you and Rachel now have a...thing! So, I guess I'll be gone. (Starts to leave)
Joey: Ross, wait!
Ross: What? What do you want, Joey? You're dating my girlfriend, you're dating the woman who
is carrying my baby. (Leaves)
(Awkward silence)
Joey: Wow, this is weird.
Rachel: I know. What are the chances?
Joey: You know what? It's all your fault!
Rachel: What?!
Joey: You could've just stopped the kiss! How can you not stop the kiss, when you're having
a baby with my best friend!
Rachel: How can I stop a kiss from happening?
Joey: Oh, so easy! Look at us now, not kissing!
Rachel: Joey, it happened. And you can't just undo it from happening.
Joey: But....... (Long Silence) Okay. I get it. (Goes to his room)
Phoebe: (Enters) Hey! Rach, listen to the song I created!
Rachel: You know, Pheebs, I'm just really not in the mood for that right now.
Phoebe: Just like what my daddy said! (Leaves, mad)
Opening Credits
[Scene: Central Perk. Chandler, Monica and Phoebe are there.]
Monica: You know, now with the things going on with the Joey-Rachel-Ross triangle, I think
we're not seeing them in here much often.
Phoebe: Well, can't say it's a bad thing.
Chandler: Oh, Pheebs, I wanted to ask you, since you and Mike are professionals at the singing
thing.
Phoebe: Oh, I wouldn't call us professionals. (Pause) But more like stars!
Chandler: Yeah, I need to write a jingle for a Christmas sale advertisement at the ad agency,
so I was kinda wondering if you and Mike would be willing to...write it.
Phoebe: Oh, yay! I like to write jingles! Sure, of course, Chandler!
Chandler: Thanks!
Phoebe: All right, let me think of how to start it. Oooh! I got one! All right. (SINGING) Jingle
bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way....
Monica: Phoebe, you can't include the famous Jingle Bells song.
Phoebe: What, he said he wanted the word "jingle" in it, now didn't he?!
Monica: Oh, (talking to Chandler) before I forget, sweetie...
Phoebe: Yes, darling?
Monica: (Ignoring Phoebe, but still laughing at it) Mom and dad invited us to their housewarming
party. You know, now that they officially bought a new house.
Chandler: Oh, great! I would love to play tennis with your father again.
Monica: Great, but honey, please don't loose.
Phoebe: Oh, great, Mon, what time?
Monica: What? What time what?
Phoebe: The housewarming party.
Monica: Oh, I--I didn't say I was gonna invite you guys.
Phoebe: What?! So you guys go over to some slumber housewarming party, while Mike and I end
up writing a "jingle" song?!
Monica: All right, fine. You and Mike can go. It starts at seven. Here's their address. (Gives
her a piece of paper) But don't tell the others. All right? 'Cause I don't want them fighting in the middle of the party,
and embarrassing us, okay?
Phoebe: Okay. And now, why would I ever invite Ross?
Chandler: 'Cause he's already invited, since it's his parents' housewarming party.
Phoebe: Oh, Ross's parents are having a housewarming party too? What a "joincidence"!
(Joey enters)
Phoebe: Oh, hey, Joey. Guess what? Monica's parents are having a housewarming party tomorrow
night, and guess what--you're invited!!
Chandler: Phoebe!
Joey: Oh, great. Thanks. I think I'm gonna go. 'Cause I really want to take my thoughts off
my brain. (They all glare at him) Yeah, got a lot of thinking to do lately!
(Ross enters, sees Joey, then goes to sit at the counter alone)
Monica: What's up with him?
Joey: Still mad at me.
Chandler: About the soapie award thing?
Joey: No. It got a lot more complicated than you think.
Monica: Looks like it. But, I mean, it can't be as bad as if Rachel was pregnant or something.
(Joey opens his eyes wildly in shock.)
Monica: Oh, my god, she is?!
Chandler: Oh, my god, who's the father?
Phoebe: Oh, my god, I just thought of a great jingle song!!
Joey: You're not supposed to know this information, but I'll tell ya anyway! (Pause) It's Ross.
(They all gasp in shock.)
Phoebe: It goes a little like this...
Joey: Sssshhhh!!! But now, Ross is even more mad at me, because he now knows that his best
friend --thats me-- is going out with the woman who is carrying his baby.
Chandler: Oh, my god. That's so bad.
Phoebe: (Singing a song that is a little like Smelly Cat) Phoebe Buffay, Phoebe
Buffay...why don't you think of a song? Phoebe Buffay, Phoebe Buffay...it is not your fault.... What do you
think?
Chandler: It's great. But I think I'll go with Jingle Bells.
(Ross comes closer.)
Ross: Hey, guys. Y'all know about Monica and my parents' housewarming party, right?
Chandler: Yeah.
Phoebe: Can't wait.
Ross: Great. 'Cause they asked for everybody to be there.
Joey: Yeah. I think I'm gonna pass.
(Long Silence)
Ross: Okay. See you guys there. (Leaves the coffeehouse)
Monica: Pass? Joey, you're gonna pass? But why! I want you to be there!
Joey: No, I can't go if both, Ross and Rachel are going.
Chandler: I guess you're right.
Monica: [To Chandler] Shush, you're never right!
(Chandler looks dumbfounded)
Phoebe: Well, she has a point.
Monica: Joey, if you don't fix this now, then it'll stay a complicated situation forever!
Joey: Monica....
Monica: Think of all the dancing!
Joey: I can't just...
Monica: Think of all the girls!
Joey: I don't want to...
Monica: The food!
(Pause)
Joey: Ohh, nobody said nothin' about food. I'm there! [BEAT] Is there a pool too, or somethin'?
TO BE CONTINUED...
END.