PRE-INTRO SCENE: CENTRAL PERK

(ALL PRESENT)

MONICA: What you guys don't understand is, for us, kissing is as important as any part of it.

JOEY: Yeah, right! (PAUSE) You serious?

PHOEBE: Oh, yeah!

RACHEL: Everything you need to know is in that first kiss.

MONICA: Absolutely.

CHANDLER: Yeah, I think for us, kissing is pretty much like an opening act, y'know? I mean it's like the stand-up comedian you have to sit through before Pink Floyd comes out.

ROSS: Yeah, and-and it's not that we don't like the comedian, it's just that... that's not why we bought the ticket.

CHANDLER: See, the problem is, though, after the concert's over, no matter how great the show was, you girls are always looking for the comedian again. You know? I mean, we're in the car, we're fighting traffic... basically just trying to stay awake.

RACHEL: Yeah, well, word of advice: Bring back the comedian. Otherwise, next time, you're gonna find yourself sitting at home, listening to that album alone.

JOEY: (PAUSE).... Are we still talking about sex?

SCENE 1: MUSEUM OF PREHISTORIC HISTORY (ROSS AND MARSHA ARE SETTING UP AN EXHIBIT, WHICH INCLUDES SOME MANNEQUINS OF CAVE PEOPLE)

ROSS: No, it's good, it is good, it's just that - mm - doesn't she seem a little angry?

MARSHA: Well, she has issues.

ROSS: Does she.

MARSHA: He's out banging other women over the head with a club, while she sits at home trying to get the mastodon smell out of the carpet!

ROSS: Marsha, these are cave people. Okay? They have issues like, "Gee, that glacier's getting kinda close." See?

MARSHA: Speaking of issues, isn't that your ex-wife?

(CAROL HAS ENTERED BEHIND THEM, OUTSIDE THE EXHIBIT)

ROSS: My-- (TRYING TO IGNORE HER) No. No.

MARSHA: Yes, it is. Carol! Hi!

ROSS: Okay, okay, yes, it is. (WAVING) How about I'll, uh, catch up with you in the Ice Age.

MARSHA: Can I stay?

ROSS: That would be no.

(EXIT MARSHA. ROSS WAVES AT CAROL TO COME INTO THE EXHIBIT)

ROSS: Hi.

CAROL: Hi. (ROSS & CAROL HUG) Is this a bad time?

ROSS: No, no. It's-- its... the stone age. You look great. I, uh... I hate that.

CAROL: Sorry. Thanks. You look good, too.

ROSS: Ah, well, in here, anyone who... stands erect. So what's new? Still, uh...

CAROL: A lesbian?

ROSS: Well... you never know. How's, um... how's the family?

CAROL: Marty's still totally paranoid. Oh, and, uh-

ROSS: Why - why are you here, Carol?

CAROL: I'm pregnant.

ROSS: Pregnant?!

(CUT TO MONICA AND RACHEL'S APARTMENT, WHERE CHANDLER, JOEY, PHOEBE AND MONICA ARE WATCHING 'THREE'S COMPANY')

CHANDLER: Oh, I think this is the episode of Three's Company where there's some kind of misunderstanding.

PHOEBE: Then I've already seen this one! (TURNS OFF TV)

MONICA: (TAKING DRINK FROM JOEY) Are you through with that?

JOEY: Yeah, sorry, the swallowing slowed me down.

MONICA: Whose little ball of paper is this?!

CHANDLER: Oh, uh, that would be mine. See, I wrote a note to myself, and then I realized I didn't need the note, so I balled it up and... (OFF MONICA'S LOOK) now I wish I was dead.

(MONICA STARTS TO FLUFF A PILLOW)

PHOEBE: She's already fluffed that pillow... Monica, you know, you've already fluffed that - (MON GIVES HER A LOOK) - but, it's fine!

MONICA: Look, I'm sorry, guys, I just don't wanna give them any more ammunition than they already have.

CHANDLER: Yes, and we all know how cruel a parent can be about the flatness of a child's pillow.

JOEY: Would you relax? You do this every time they come. The place looks great! You got a beautiful lasagna that looks good enough to... (MONICA SLAPS JOEY'S HAND) avoid touching.

PHOEBE: Monica - Hi! Monica, um, you're scaring me. I mean, you're like, you're like all chaotic and twirly. And not-not in a good way.

JOEY: Yeah, calm down. You don't see Ross getting all chaotic and twirly every time they come.

MONICA: That's because as far as my parents are concerned, Ross can do no wrong. You see, he's the Prince. Apparently they had some big ceremony before I was born.

CHANDLER: (AT WINDOW) Ew, ew, ew, ew ew ew ew ew!

MONICA: What?

CHANDLER: Ugly Naked Guy got a Thighmaster!

ALL: Eeaagh!

(ENTER RACHEL FROM HER BEDROOM)

RACHEL: Has anybody seen my engagement ring?

PHOEBE: Yeah, it's beautiful.

RACHEL: Oh God, oh God, oh God oh God oh God oh God.... (LOOKING UNDER CUSHIONS)

PHOEBE: Oh, don't-- don't touch that!

RACHEL: Oh, like I wasn't dreading tomorrow enough, having to give it back to him... "Hi Barry! Remember me? I'm the girl in the veil who stomped on your heart in front of your entire family!" Oh God and now I'm gonna have to return the ring, without the ring, which makes it so much harder...

MONICA: Easy Rach, we'll find it. (TO ALL) Won't we?!

CHANDLER+JOEY: Oh! Yeah! (EVERYONE STARTS LOOKING FOR IT)

MONICA: Look, it's gonna be okay. You're gonna give it back to him, it'll all be over, and we'll eat a lot of ice cream.

RACHEL: Okay, okay. It's a little pear-shaped diamond--

MONICA: I'll tell you what. Any diamond ring we find, we'll run it by you.

JOEY: Alright, when'd you have it on last?

PHOEBE: Doy! Probably right before she lost it!

CHANDLER: You don't get a lot of "doy" these days.

RACHEL: I know I had it this morning, and I know I had it when I was in the kitchen with...

CHANDLER: ...Dinah?

RACHEL: (LOOKING AT THE LASAGNE AND REALIZING) Ohhhhh, don't be mad...

MONICA: You didn't.

RACHEL: Oh, I am sorry...

MONICA: I gave you one job! (EXAMINING THE LASAGNE THROUGH THE GLASS DISH)

RACHEL: Oh, but look how straight those noodles are!

CHANDLER: Now, Monica, you know that's not how you look for an engagement ring in a lasagne...

MONICA: (PUTS DOWN THE LASAGNE) I just... can't do it.

CHANDLER: Boys? We're going in.

(CHANDLER, JOEY & PHOEBE START TO PICK THROUGH THE LASAGNE. SOMEONE KNOCKS ON THE DOOR)

ROSS: ...Hi.

MONICA: Wow. That is not a happy hi.

ROSS: Carol's pregnant.

PHOEBE: (WHILE EVERYONE ELSE IS STUNNED) Ooh! I found it!

MONICA: W-w-wh-... wha-... w-w-w-...

ROSS: Yeah. Do that for another two hours, you might be where I am right about now. (HE COMES IN)

CHANDLER: Kinda puts that whole pillow thing in perspective, huh, Mon?

RACHEL: Well now, how-how do you fit into this whole thing?

ROSS: Well, Carol says she and Susan want me to be involved, but if I'm not comfortable with it, I don't have to be involved... basically it's entirely up to me.

PHOEBE: She is so great! I miss her.

MONICA: What does she mean by "involved?"

CHANDLER: I mean presumably, the biggest part of your job is done.

JOEY: And the most enjoyable. (EVERYONE LOOKS AT JOEY) Phoebe, say something.

ROSS: Anyway, they want me to go down to this- sonogram thing with them tomorrow.

MONICA: Wow.

ROSS: Yeah. Remember when life was simpler and she was just a lesbian?

CHANDLER: Ah, those were the days.

RACHEL: Well, so what are you gonna do?

ROSS: I have no idea. No matter what I do, though, I'm still gonna be a father.

(AT THE SOUND OF JOEY EATING THE LASAGNE, THE GANG TURN ROUND TO STARE AT HIM ACCUSINGLY)

JOEY: ...Well, this is still ruined, right?

[SCENE 2: MONICA AND RACHEL'S (MONICA AND ROSS ARE POURING WINE FOR MR. AND MRS. GELLER)]

MRS. GELLER: Oh, Martha Ludwin's daughter is gonna call you. (TASTING A SNACK) Mmm! What's that curry taste?

MONICA: Curry.

MRS. GELLER: Mmmm!

ROSS: I- I think they're great! I, I really do.

MR. GELLER: (TO ROSS) Do you remember the Ludwins? The big one had a thing for you, didn't she?

MRS. GELLER: They all had a thing for him.

ROSS: Aw, Mom...

MONICA: I'm sorry, why is this girl going to call me?

MRS. GELLER: Oh, she just graduated, and she wants to be something in cooking, or food, or... I don't know. Anyway, I told her you had a restaurant--

MONICA: No Mom, I don't have a restaurant, I work in a restaurant.

MRS. GELLER: Well, they don't have to know that... (SHE STARTS TO FLUFF THE PILLOWS)

MONICA: Ross, could you come and help me with the spaghetti, please?

ROSS: Yeah. (THEY GO TO THE KITCHEN)

MRS. GELLER: Oh, we're having spaghetti! That's... easy.

MONICA: Actually, we were going to have lasagne.

MR. GELLER: Oh, I love lasagne.

MONICA: Well, we're not having it.

MRS. GELLER: Then why'd you bring it up? You know how he latches on.

MONICA: I know this is going to sound unbelievably selfish on my part, but, were you planning on bringing up the whole baby/lesbian thing? Because I think it might take some of the heat off me.

(CUT TO THE FAMILY EATING)

MRS. GELLER: What that Rachel did to her life... We ran into her parents at the club, they were not playing very well.

MR. GELLER: I'm not gonna tell you what they spent on that wedding... but forty thousand dollars is a lot of money!

MRS. GELLER: Well, at least she had the chance to leave a man at the altar...

MONICA: What's that supposed to mean?

MRS. GELLER: Nothing. It's an expression.

MONICA: No it's not.

MR. GELLER: Don't listen to your mother. You're independent, and you always have been! Even when you were a kid... and you were chubby, and you had no friends, you were just fine! And you would read alone in your room, and your puzzles...

(CUT TO SAME SCENE)

MR. GELLER: Look, there are people like Ross who need to shoot for the stars, with his museum, and his papers getting published. Other people are satisfied with staying where they are - I'm telling you, these are the people who never get cancer. They're happy with what they have. They're basically content, like cows.

ROSS: Cows, dad?

MR. GELLER: She knows how much I love cows.

(AGAIN, CUT TO SAME SCENE)

MR. GELLER: ...And I read about these women trying to have it all, and I thank God our little Harmonica doesn't seem to have that problem. I'm telling you, sweetie, you're gonna be fine.

MONICA: Thank you, Daddy.

MRS. GELLER: (TURNS ON PORTABLE VACUUM) Oh, so this does work.

MONICA: (TRYING TO CHANGE THE SUBJECT) So, Ross, what's going on with you? Any stories? (DIGS HER ELBOW INTO HIS HAND) No news, no little anecdotes to share with the folks?

ROSS: (PULLS HIS HAND AWAY) Okay! Okay. (TO MR. & MRS. GELLER) Look, I, uh- I realize you guys have been wondering what exactly happened between Carol and me, and, so, well, here's the deal. Carol's a lesbian. She's living with a woman named Susan. She's pregnant with my child, and she and Susan are going to raise the baby.

(STUNNED SILENCE)

MRS. GELLER: (TURNS TO MONICA) And you knew about this?!

(AD BREAK)

[SCENE 3: CENTRAL PERK (ALL PRESENT)]

JOEY: Your folks are really that bad, huh?

ROSS: Well, you know, these people are pros. They know what they're doing, they take their time, they get the job done.

MONICA: Boy, I know they say you can't change your parents... but boy, if you could- (TO ROSS) -I'd want yours.

ROSS: Must pee. (GOES TO BATHROOM)

PHOEBE: You know, it's even worse when you're twins.

RACHEL: You're a twin?

PHOEBE: Yeah. We don't speak. She's like this high-powered, driven career type.

CHANDLER: What does she do?

PHOEBE: She's a waitress.

JOEY: Identical?

PHOEBE: Yeah, people say we look alike, but I don't see it.

RACHEL: All right, you guys, I kinda gotta clean up now. (THEY START TO LEAVE)

MONICA: Chandler, you're an only child, right? You don't have any of this.

CHANDLER: Well, no, although I did have an imaginary friend, who... my parents actually preferred.

RACHEL: Hit the lights, please.. (JOEY TURNS OFF THE LIGHT. EXIT JOEY, MONICA, PHOEBE, CHANDLER. RACHEL STARTS TO SWEEP, ENTER ROSS COMES BACK FROM THE BATHROOM)

ROSS: ...How long was I in there?

RACHEL: I'm just cleaning up.

ROSS: Oh, do you, uh... do you need any help?

RACHEL: Uh... okay, sure! Thanks! (SHE HANDS HIM THE BROOM AND THEN SITS DOWN)

ROSS: Anyway, uh... (STARTS TO SWEEP) So, you - uh - you nervous about Barry tomorrow?

RACHEL: Oh... a little...

ROSS: Mm-hmm.

RACHEL: A lot.

ROSS: Mm.

RACHEL: So, got any advice? You know, as someone who's recently been - dumped?

ROSS: Well, you may wanna steer clear of the word "dumped." Chances are he's gonna be this, this broken shell of a man, you know, so you should try not to look too terrific, I know it'll be hard. Or, you know, uh, hey! I'll go down there, and I'll give Barry back his ring, and you can go with Carol and Susan to the OB/GYN...

RACHEL: Oh, you've got Carol tomorrow.. When did it get so complicated?

ROSS: Got me.

RACHEL: Remember when we were in high school together?

ROSS: Yeah.

RACHEL: I mean, didn't you think you were just gonna meet somone, fall in love - and that'd be it? (ROSS GAZES AT HER) ..Ross?

ROSS: Yes, yes!

RACHEL: Oh! Man, I never thought I'd be here.. (SHE LEANS BACK ONTO HIS HAND)

ROSS: Me neither... (HE PULLS UP A STOOL AND SITS DOWN SO AS NOT TO HAVE TO PULL HIS HAND AWAY)

[SCENE 4: TO THE CLINIC. CAROL IS SITTING, WAITING. ENTER ROSS]

ROSS: Hi, sorry I'm late. I was stuck at work. There was this big dinosaur... thing. Anyway.

(ENTER SUSAN, HOLDING A DRINK)

SUSAN: Hi.

CAROL: Ross, you remember Susan.

ROSS: How could I forget?

SUSAN: Ross.

ROSS: (THEY SHAKE HANDS) Hello, Susan. (TO CAROL) Good shake. Good shake. So, uh, we're just waiting for...?

CAROL: Dr. Oberman.

ROSS: ...Dr. Oberman. Okay. And is he -

SUSAN: She.

ROSS: - She, of course, she - uh - familiar with our... special situation?

CAROL: Yes, and she's very supportive.

ROSS: Okay, that's great. (SUSAN HOLDS OUT HER DRINK) No, I'm - Oh. (PASSES IT TO CAROL)

CAROL: Thanks.

ROSS: (PICKS UP A SPECULUM AND MIMES A DUCK WITH IT) Quack, quack. Quack quack... quack-quack-quack...

CAROL: Ross? That opens my cervix. (ROSS DROPS SPECULUM IN HORROR)

(CUT TO BARRY'S SURGERY. BARRY IS WORKING ON ROBBIE'S MOUTH. ENTER RACHEL)

RACHEL: Barry?

BARRY: Come on in.

RACHEL: (HESITATES) Are you sure?

BARRY: Yeah! It's fine, it's fine. Robbie's gonna be here for hours.

ROBBIE: Huh?!

BARRY: So, how you doing?

RACHEL: I'm- uh- I'm okay... You look great!

BARRY: Yeah, well..

BERNICE (OVER INTERCOM): Dr. Farber, Jason Greenstein's gagging.

BARRY (TO INTERCOM): Be right there. (TO ROBBIE & RACHEL) Be back in a sec.

(ROBBIE STARES AT RACHEL)

RACHEL: I dumped him.

ROBBIE: Okay.

(CUT TO THE CLINIC)

ROSS: So, um- so how's this, uh, how's this all gonna work?

SUSAN: Well, the baby grows inside a special place inside the mommy's--

ROSS: Thank you. I mean, how's this going to work... you know, with us? You know, when, important decisions have to be made?

CAROL: Give me a 'for instance'.

ROSS: Well, uh, uh, I don't know, okay? Okay, how about with the, uh, with the baby's name?

CAROL: Marlon-

ROSS: Marlon?!

CAROL: -if it's a boy, Minnie if it's a girl.

ROSS: ...As in Mouse?

CAROL: As in my grandmother.

ROSS: Still, you- you say Minnie, you hear Mouse. Um, how about, um... how about Julia?

CAROL: Julia...

SUSAN: We agreed on Minnie.

ROSS: It's funny, um-- we agreed we'd spend the rest of our lives together. Things change, roll with the punches. I believe Julia's on the table...?

(CUT TO THE SURGERY. RACHEL IS DOING HER MAKEUP IN THE MIRROR ON BARRY'S LAMP. ENTER BARRY)

BARRY: Sorry about that. So... what have you been up to?

RACHEL: Oh, not much. I-- I got a job.

BARRY: Oh, that's great.

RACHEL: Why are- why are you so tan?

BARRY: Oh, I, uh-- I went to Aruba.

RACHEL: Oh no. You went on our honeymoon alone?

BARRY: No. I went with, uh... Now, this may hurt.

ROBBIE: Me?!

BARRY: No! (TO RACHEL) I went with Mindy.

RACHEL: Mindy?! My maid of honor, Mindy?!

BARRY: Yeah, well, uh, we're kind of a thing now.

RACHEL: Oh! Well, um... (GRABBING HIS FOREHEAD) You've got plugs!

BARRY: Careful! They haven't quite taken yet.

RACHEL: And you got lenses! But you hate sticking your finger in your eye!

BARRY: Not for her. Listen, I really wanted to thank you.

RACHEL: Okay.

BARRY: See, about a month ago, I wanted to hurt you. More than I've ever wanted to hurt anyone in my life. And I'm an orthodontist.

RACHEL: Wow.

BARRY: You know, you were right? I mean, I thought we were happy. We weren't happy. But with Mindy, now I'm happy. Spit.

RACHEL: What?

ROBBIE: Me. (SPITS)

RACHEL: Anyway, um, (GETS THE RING OUT OF HER PURSE) I guess this belongs to you. Or, hey, maybe someday Mindy.

BARRY: Yeah, like she'd settle for that.

RACHEL: Yeah, that's true. But, I think it's-- I think it's a nice ring. And thank you for giving it to me.

BARRY: Well, thank you for giving it back.

(BARRY AND RACHEL SMILE AT EACH OTHER FOR A BIT)

ROBBIE: Hello?!

(CUT TO THE CLINIC)

SUSAN: Oh, please! What's wrong with Helen?

ROSS: Helen Geller? I don't think so.

CAROL: Hello? It's not gonna be Helen Geller.

ROSS: Thank you!

CAROL: No, I mean it's not Geller.

ROSS: What, it's gonna be Helen Willick?

CAROL: No, actually, um, we talked about Helen Willick-Bunch.

ROSS: Well, wait a minute, wha- why is she in the title?

SUSAN: Because it's my baby too.

ROSS: Oh, it's-- really? Um, I don't remember you making any sperm.

SUSAN: Yeah, and we all know what a challenge that is!

CAROL: All right, you two, stop it!

ROSS: No no no, she gets a credit, hey, I'm in there too.

CAROL: Ross. You're not actually suggesting Helen Willick-Bunch-Geller? Beause I think that borders on child abuse.

ROSS: Of course not, I'm... suggesting Geller-Willick-Bunch.

SUSAN: Oh, no, no no no no no, you see what he's doing? He knows no-one's gonna say all those names, so they'll wind up calling her Geller, then he gets his way!

ROSS: My way?! You-you think this is my way? Believe me, of all the ways I ever imagined this moment in my life being, this is not my-- y'know what? Uh, um, this is too hard. I'm not, I can't do-

DR. OBERMAN: (ENTERING) Knock knock! How are we today? Any nausea?

ALL: Yeah. Yeah. A little.

DR. OBERMAN: Well, I was just wondering about the mother-to-be, but, thanks for sharing. (TO CAROL) Uh, lie back..

ROSS: You- uh- you know what, I'm gonna go. I don't-- I don't think I can be involved in this particular thing. (HE TURNS TO GO, BUT THE SOUND OF THE SONOGRAM CATCHES HIS EAR; HE RETURNS AND STARES AT IT, TRANSFIXED)

ROSS: Oh my God.

SUSAN: Look at that.

CAROL: I know.

[CREDITS SCENE: MONICA & RACHEL'S APARTMENT (ALL WATCHING A VIDEO OF THE SONOGRAM)]

ROSS: Well? Isn't that amazing?

JOEY: What are we supposed to be seeing here?

CHANDLER: I don't know, but.. I think it's about to attack the Enterprise.

PHOEBE: You know, if you tilt your head to the left, and relax your eyes, it kind of looks like an old potato.

ROSS: Then don't do that, all right?

PHOEBE: Okay!

ROSS: (WALKING OVER TO WHERE MONICA IS STANDING) Monica. What do you think?

MONICA: (WELLING UP) Mm-hmm.

ROSS: Wh- are you welling up?

MONICA: No.

ROSS: You are, you're welling up.

MONICA: Am not!

ROSS: You're gonna be an aunt.

MONICA: (PUSHES HIM AND STARTS TO CRY) Oh, shut up!

RACHEL: (ON PHONE) Hi, Mindy. Hi, it-it's Rachel. Yeah, I'm fine. I-I saw Barry today. Oh, yeah, yeah he-- he told me. No, no, it's okay. I hope you two are very happy, I really do. Oh, oh, and Mind, you know, if-- if everything works out, and you guys end up getting married and having kids, and everything-- I just hope they have his old hairline and your old nose. (SLAMS DOWN PHONE) (TO THE GANG, WHO ARE STARING) Okay, I know it was a cheap shot, but I feel so much better now.