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You guys, hurry up. The flight leaves in four hours.

There could be traffic. The plane could leave early.

When we get to London, there could be a line at customs. Come on.

Six-hour trip to London. That's a lot of Monica.

Passport, check. Camera, check. Traveler's checks, check.

- Who are you saying "check" to? Myself.

For remembering to pack the thing.

You know, you do a good thing, you get a check.

My mom does it. I never realized it was weird.

Hey, my mom used to put her head in the oven, so...

Actually, she only did it the one time. But it was pretty weird.

- Hey. Hey.

Hey. Are you ready yet?

- Yep. You got the tickets? - Oh, got them right here. Check.

It's all London, baby. Here we go.

You got your passport?

Yeah, in my third drawer of my dresser. You don't wanna lose that.

- Oh. - There it is.

Okay, if you need the vacuum, it's in my closet on the left side.

The garbage bags are next to the refrigerator.

But Rachel's gonna be here too. Can't I just ask her?

Heh. Yeah, okay. Give that a try.

- All right, let's do it. - Woohoo.

- Yeah. Cheerio. - London, baby.

- Because that's not gonna get annoying. - London, baby!

- Oh, you know what? I was wrong. Ha, ha.

Well, we're all here. I guess we should get going.

Oh, I wanna come over there and give you a hug...

...and wish you luck on your wedding, but I can't get up.

- Oh, I'll come hug you. - Great, can you bring me the newspaper?

Yeah.

Have a great wedding. Oh. - Thanks.

- Hey, Chandler, I wanna hug you too. - Hey.

And you might as well bring me my book. It's on the counter in your apartment.

Oh.

- So we're off. - Have fun.

Thanks. - Oh.

Oh. I can't believe you're not gonna be there.

Oh, I know.

- So come. Why don't you come? - What?

To London. Come to London. Please? It would mean so much to me.

Yeah, well, I gotta work. I'm sorry.

- Why can't you take a couple of days off? - Because I can't. I told you. No, I can't.

This is my wedding.

All right, you know what? Now we are late. Let's go, let's go, let's go!

Fine, you'll watch it on video when we get back.

Here you go, Phoebe. Here you go, Phoebo, Phoobala, Phobayboo.

You. Ha, ha.

All right, let's go. Bye, Pheebs.

Bye. Bye, Pheebs.

Mwah. Goodbye. Mwah.

Bye. - Safe flight.

London, baby.

- Oh, God. - Oh. Do you need a hug?

You don't have to bring me anything.

All right, Chandler, do something.

- Come on, do something. - I am. I'm ignoring you.

Okay, I'm gonna be the on-camera guy. All right.

First stop, Westminster Abbey.

- Oh, what the hell is that? - That's London, baby.

All right, the hotel's here.

Wait. No, we wanna go...

No.

I know.

I'm gonna have to go into the map.

Okay, if you see a little version of me in there, kill it.

I got it.

Here we go.

Okay, listen, listen, we're not gonna have to walk this way the entire time, are we?

Shh.

Oh, man, you made me lose it.

And that was all before 10:00.

The caterer rang to say it's gonna be chicken kiev instead of tarragon.

The florist phoned to say there aren't any tulips.

Oh, and then the cellist has carpal tunnel syndrome...

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Emily, honey. Okay?

- Well, up yours too. What?

- No, no. That's "time-out." - Sorry.

Sweetie, you gotta relax. Everything's gonna be great, okay?

Come on, come on.

- Chicken kiev? Mm-hm.

Doesn't that sound delicious at the last minute?

I know, but something like salmon would just...

It would be so much more elegant than chicken.

And you wouldn't have to worry about the salmonella.

Oh.

I can't wait to see where you're getting married.

Yes. This place is beautiful. Emily's parents got married here.

I still can't believe they're tearing it down.

It really is the most lovely building you'll ever see.

I mean, it's over...

Oh, my God.

It's nice.

Oh. Oh, my God.

How can this be happening? What are we gonna do?

Everything's gonna be all right.

- How is it gonna be all right? - Uh-huh, I see that.

Okay, I talked to the guy and found out what happened.

What? - They tore it down a few days early.

All right.

Westminster Abbey.

Hands down, best abbey I ever seen.

Hey.

Okay.

What do you think of the abbey, Chandler?

Oh, I think it's great. They're thinking of changing the name.

- Really? To what? - To "Put the Camera Away."

Man, you are Westminster Crabby.

- Honey, don't get up. What do you need? - Oh, no. Oh, nothing.

Come on. I'm here to take care of you. What do you need? Anything.

Okay, I have a wedgie.

Okay, that is all you.

So, what do you want for lunch?

Oh, I don't know.

- I guess we have to eat. - Yeah, I do.

What's the matter?

I'm just bummed the way I left things with Ross.

I wish I didn't lie to him about having to work.

He seemed so mad at me.

Ah, don't be so hard on yourself. If someone I was still in love with was...

- Still in love with? - Yeah.

I'm not in love with Ross.

Oh.

No, no. Good.

Yeah, me neither.

Phoebe, I'm not going to Ross' wedding, because he's my ex-boyfriend...

...and that would be really uncomfortable.

Not because I'm still in love with him. Hey, I like Ross as much as the next guy.

You know, clearly I have feelings for him, but feelings don't mean love.

You know, I mean, do I still have loving feelings for Ross?

Yeah.

I have continuing feelings of love.

But that doesn't mean that I'm still in love with him.

You know, I mean, I have sexual feelings for him, but I do love him.

Oh, my God. Oh, my...

Why didn't you tell me?

- We thought you knew. - We?

Yeah, we all know. We talk about it all the time.

You all know? Does Ross know?

Oh, no. Ross doesn't know anything.

Oh. I cannot believe you didn't tell me.

Because we thought you knew. It's so obvious.

God, it would be like, you know, telling Monica:

"Hey," you know, "you like things clean."

Hi.

So, what are you fine gentlemen in the market for?

- We've got scarves, souvenir postcards. - Check this out, huh?

Oh, yeah.

That's the stuff. What do you think?

Well, I'm not gonna have to buy that "I'm with stupid" T-shirt anymore.

Well, I like it. Here you go.

You're not really gonna buy that. Don't you think you've embarrassed me enough?

Oh, I embarrass you?

How can I answer that when I'm pretending I don't know you?

He's just jealous. You'll fit right in. All Londoners wear them.

Oh, really? Then how come no one here anywhere is wearing one?

They're all tourists.

All right, look, if you insist on wearing that in public, you know...

...you're gonna spend the rest of the afternoon all by yourself.

Oh, yeah?

If you're gonna make me choose between you and the hat, I choose the hat.

- Good choice. - Thanks.

Okay, look. All right, that's it, okay?

I'm out of here. I'm not gonna be embarrassed anymore.

- Hello? - Hey.

I just spoke to your dad, and you know what?

He thinks we'll be able to find a new place.

- We don't have to. - What, you found a place?

No, but Monica and I were talking...

...and I was so upset about the hall being knocked down...

...and she suggested that we just put the wedding off for a bit.

- She said what? - She said if I'm not happy...

...getting married somewhere we can find in a day, well, we should just postpone it.

Postpone it? Heh.

Emily, do you think Monica realizes how much our parents spent on this wedding?

Huh? Do you think my sister's teeny, tiny little brain comprehends...

...that people took time out of their lives...

...to fly thousands of miles to be here? Huh?

This isn't right.

I realize that people are gonna be disappointed.

But they'll come back when we can do it right.

Well, I can't ask people to do that. Would you ask people to do that?

Don't you point your pants at me.

We have no choice.