Friends

Everybody. Shh. Uh, Central Perk is proud to present...

...the music of Miss Phoebe Buffay.

Thanks.

Hi. Um, I wanna start with a song that's about that moment...

...when you suddenly realize what life is really all about.

Okay, here we go.

Okay. Thank you very much.

What...?

Oh, great. This is just...

This is so cool, you guys.

The entire city's blacked out.

Mom says it's Manhattan, Brooklyn and Queens...

...and doesn't know when it'll be back on.

Wow. You guys, this is big.

Pants and a sweater. Why, Mom?

Who will I meet in a blackout?

Power-company guys? Eligible looters?

Can we talk about this later? Okay.

Can I borrow the phone?

I wanna call my apartment and check on my grandma.

What's my number?

I never call me.

Oh, my God. It's her.

It's that Victoria Secret model.

Something Goodacre.

Hi, Mom, it's Jill.

She's right. It's Jill. Jill Goodacre.

Oh, my God.

I am trapped in an ATM vestibule with Jill Goodacre.

Is it a vestibule? Maybe it's an atrium?

Yeah, that is the part to focus on, you idiot.

Yeah, I'm fine. I'm just stuck at the bank in an ATM vestibule.

Jill says vestibule...

...I'm going with vestibule.

I'm fine.

No, I'm not alone.

I don't know. Some guy.

Oh, some guy. I am some guy.

Hey, Jill, I saw you with some guy last night.

Yes, he was some guy.

Hey, everyone.

Officiating at tonight's blackout is Rabbi Tribbiani.

Chandler's old roommate was Jewish, and these are the only candles we have...

...so happy Hanukkah.

Ooh, look. Ugly Naked Guy lit a bunch of candles.

Ooh.

Oh!

Ooh. That had to hurt.

All right, all right. It's been 14 and a half minutes...

...and you still haven't said one word. Oh, God.

Do something. Just make contact. Smile.

There you go.

You're definitely scaring her.

Uh, would you like to call somebody?

Yeah, about 300 guys I went to high school with.

Yeah, thanks.

Hello?

- It's me. - It's Chandler.

Are you okay?

Yeah, I'm fine.

I'm stuck in an ATM vestibule...

...with Jill Goodacre.

What?

I'm stuck...

...in an ATM vestibule...

...with Jill Goodacre.

I have no idea what you said.

Put Joey on the phone.

What's up, man?

I'm stuck...

...in an ATM vestibule...

...with Jill Goodacre.

Oh, my God.

He's trapped in an ATM vestibule with Jill Goodacre.

Chandler, listen.

Yeah, like that thought never entered my mind.

Come on, somebody.

I'll go. I'll go.

Okay, um, senior year of college, on a pool table.

Ooh. - Pool table?

That's my sister.

Okay, okay. My weirdest place would have to be...

...the women's room on the second floor of the New York City Public Library.

Oh, my God. What were you doing in a library?

- Pheebs, what about you? - Oh, um, Milwaukee.

Uh, Ross?

Disneyland, 1989. "It's a small world after all."

No way.

The, uh, ride broke down...

...so Carol and I went behind a couple of those mechanical Dutch children.

They fixed the ride, and we were asked never to return to the Magic Kingdom.

Ooh. Rachel?

I already went.

- You did not go. - Yes, I did.

Tell us. Come on.

All right, uh, the weirdest place would have to be...

...the foot of the bed.

- Step back. - We have a winner.

I've never had a relationship with that kind of passion.

Where you have to have somebody right there in the middle of a theme park.

It was the only thing to do there that didn't have a line.

Well, Barry wouldn't even kiss me on a miniature-golf course.

- Come on. - No.

He said we were holding up the people behind us.

And you didn't marry him because?

Do you think there are people that go through life...

...never having that kind of?

- Probably. - Really?

I'll tell you something. Passion is way overrated.

- Yeah, right. - It is.

Eventually, it kind of burns out.

But hopefully what you're left with is trust and security and, uh...

In my ex-wife's case, lesbianism.

For all those people who miss out on that, uh, passion thing...

...there's other good stuff.

Okay.

But, um, I don't think that'll be you.

- You don't? - Mm-mm.

See, I see, uh...

...big passion in your future.

- Really? - Mm-hm.

- You do? - I do.

Ross, you're so great.

Ah.

It's never gonna happen.

- What? - You and Rachel.

Why not?

Because you waited too long to make your move...

...and now you're in the "Friend Zone."

No, no, no. I'm not in the Zone.

No, Ross. You're mayor of the Zone.

Look, I'm taking my time, all right?

I'm laying the groundwork.

Every day I get a little bit closer to, uh...

Priesthood.

Ross, I'm telling you, she has no idea what you're thinking.

If you don't ask her out soon, you'll end up stuck in the Zone forever.

I will, I will.

I'm waiting for the, uh, right moment.

What?

- What, now? - Yeah.

What's messing you up? The wine?

The candles? The moonlight? Huh?

You gotta go up to her and say, "Look, Rachel, I think..."

- Shh! - Shh!

- What are we shushing? - We're shushing...

...because we're trying to hear something.

- What? - Uh, don't you hear that?

Ah.

- See? - Huh.

- Would you like some gum? - Oh. Is it sugarless?

- Uh, sorry, it's not. - Then, no, thanks.

What the hell was that?

Mental note: If Jill Goodacre offers you gum, you take it.

If she offers you mangled animal carcass, you take it.

New York City has no power

And the milk is getting sour

But to me it is not scary

'Cause I stay away from dairy

La-la La-la-la-la-la

- Here goes. - You'll do it?

- I'll do it. - Want help?

You come out there, you're a dead man.

Ross, Ross.

Good luck, man.

Thanks.

- Okay. - Okay.

Where you going? Outside.

You can't go out there.

- Why not? - Because of, uh, the reason.

And that would be?

I, uh... I can't tell you.

What's going on?

Okay, listen. You gotta promise you'll never, ever tell Ross that I told you.

- About what? - He's planning your birthday party.