Episode 9 - 21: The One With The Fertility Test
[Scene: Central Perk]
Monica: It's so weird, how did Joey end up kissing Charlie last night?
I thought you'd end up kissing Charlie.
Ross: Hey, I thought I'd end up kissing Charlie too ok? But
SURPRISE!
Chandler: I missed most of the party (pause) Charlie's a girl,
right?
Ross: Yes, she is this new professor of my department that I did
not kiss.
Rachel: I don't know why Joey had to kiss her! I mean, of all the
girls at the party, GOD!
Ross: Why do you care so much?
Monica: Yes Rachel, why do you care so much?
Rachel: (worried) Be-cause Ross is the father of my child! You know...
and I... want him to hook up with lots of women! (pause) I just... All I'm
saying is... I don't think that Joey and Charlie have anything in common.
Ross: Oh, I don't know, they seem to have a shared interest in each
other's tonsils...
Phoebe: Wow, Joey and a professor! Can you imagine if they had kids
and if the kids got her intelligence and Joey's raw sexual magnetism... Oh,
those nerds will get laaaaaid!
Rachel: All right, so... Ross, you're ok with all this? I mean...
Ross: Yeah, it's no big deal. I mean, I just met her and I'm fine with
it...
(Joey and Charlie enter. Ross looks at her)
Ross: Oh, God. I forgot how hot she was!
Joey: Hey!
All: Hi!
Ross: I'm gonna get some more coffee.
Charlie: Oh, you know what? I'll come with you!
Ross: Ok. (they both go)
Chandler: (to Joey) So, a professor, uh?
Joey: Yeah! She is cool, and she's so smart! Her mind is totally
acrimonious (which, being Joey, he mispronounces "amonious"). (pause) That's not
how she used it...?
Charlie: (talking to Ross) I feel like I owe you an explanation. I
don't ordinarily go around kissing guys at parties. I'm... well, I'm kind of
embarrassed. I really hope you don't think less of me.
Ross: Uhm no! Think less of you! No, I don't think less of you. I
mean, you saw someone you liked and you kissed them. I mean, those people who
like someone and don't kiss them... those-those people are stupid, I hate those
people.
Charlie: You know, actually I'm a little surprised to myself. I mean,
Joey is so different from the guys I usually date. I mean, they're all
professors, and intellectuals, and paleontologists mostly, you know, very
cerebral...
Ross: Yeah, I know the type.
Joey: Hey, if you wanna grab a bite before work we'd better get
acrimonious. No? Am I getting close?
Opening credits
[Scene: Joey and Rachel's apartment]
Phoebe: (entering) Hey!
Monica: Hey!
Phoebe: Hey you guys! Look what I just got. (she shows them a pair of
slippers)
Rachel: Oh, OH! Wow, I love those! Where did you get them?
Phoebe: I bought them off Ebay! They used to belong to the late Shania
Twain.
Rachel: (after a pause) Phoebe, Shania Twain is still alive!
Phoebe: Oh... then I overpaid. (she goes to the bathroom)
Monica: Hey, what's this?
Rachel: Oh, it's a gift certificate to this new SPA in SOHO.
Monica: Oh, you can't show Phoebe this! She hates those corporate
massage chains.
Rachel: Ah, why, now I can't get a massage? There are so many things
that she disapproves of! I can't eat veal, I can't wear fur, I can't go
hunting...
Monica: Do you wanna go hunting?
Rachel: Well, I would like to have the option!!
Phoebe: (coming back from the bathroom) What's up? (she sees the gift
certificate in Rachel's hands) Hey, Rachel!!
Rachel: Oh!
Phoebe: No, you can't go there! You know how I feel about these "big
massage places"! They're putting people like me out of business!
Monica: And she wants to go hunting, too!!
Rachel: Phoebe, come on, I don't wanna waste it! It would be like
throwing away a hundred bucks!
Phoebe: Ok, this is not about the MONEY, ok? It's about... it's
about corporate greed destroying our hearts and leaving us... the hollow
shells.
Rachel: I don't care about any of that!!
Phoebe: Well, do you care about friendship?
Rachel: Oh!
Phoebe: I feel really strongly about this, Rachel. Please, don't use
this gift certificate. I'm asking you as a friend.
Rachel: Oh, not as a friend, Phoebe!! Fine, I won't use it!
Phoebe: Promise?
Rachel: I promise.
Phoebe: Thank you. (she tears up the gift certificate)
Rachel: But I am going hunting!!
[Scene: Monica and Chandler's apartment]
Monica: (entering) Hey honey! I missed you today!
Chandler: Oh, yeah?
Monica: Yeah. (they kiss) What d'you wanna do tonight?
Chandler: Oh, well... Maybe we could... (he sweeps the stuff off the
table and wordlessly invites Monica to have sex on it)
Monica: Ok, trying to turn me on by making a mess? Know your audience!
Besides, tomorrow we're doing those fertility tests and until then you need to
keep your tadpoles in the tank.
Chandler: We really need to take those tests?
Monica: Honey, we've been trying to have a baby for over a year. I
think it's a good idea to find out if everything's ok. Just a few routine
tests.
Chandler: But I don't wanna do it in a cup!
Monica: What is the big deal?
Chandler: It's weird! In a doctor's office?
Monica: It's not ok to do it in a doctor's office but it is ok to do
it in a parked car behind a Taco Bell?
Chandler: (embarrassed) I cannot believe Ross told you that! (pause)
And in my defense, it was a Wendy's!
Monica: Look, I don't wanna do this test either, but I really do think
it's a good idea!
Chandler: Yeah, ok. I'm sure that doctor's office can't be worst than
on a class trip to the Hershey's factory!
Monica: (really embarrassed) OH!
Chandler: Oh, yeah! RACHEL TALKS TOO!
[Scene: Joey's apartment]
Joey: (sipping red wine from a glass) Who says that wine has to cost
more than milk!
(somebody knocks the door, Joey opens and it's Charlie)
Joey: Heeey!
Charlie: Hi!
Joey: Come on in, how are ya?
Charlie: I'm good!
Joey: Can I offer you a drink?
Charlie: Please, I've been crazed all day! I had a meeting with
the Dean, and my syllabus for summer school is due and I'm writing the Foreword
for a friend's book...
Joey: Uh-oh. I hade a pretty hectic day at work too, today I had to
open a door and go (looking scared) ohhhh!
Charlie: So I am just so excited to be here. And I can't wait to start
exploring the city!
Joey: Hey, if you need a tour guide... (point to himself)
Charlie: Oh, you mean it? That would be so fun!
Joey: Yeah, definitely, definitely. Ok, what do you wanna see
first?
Charlie: Oh, well, we can go see the Chronos Quartet at the Avery
Fisher Hall.
Joey: (looking puzzled and nodding) Ok!
Charlie: And there is a collection of Walt Whitman letters on display
at the public library.
Joey: I know, yeah!
Charlie: And first, I have to see the MET!
Joey: Ok, let me stop you right there. The Mets suck, ok? You wanna
see the Yankees.
Charlie: No, no, no, not the Mets, the MET, singular!
Joey: Which one, they all suck!
Charlie: The museum!
Joey: (looking puzzled) I don't think so.
[Scene: SPA massage center, Rachel enters]
Rachel: (to the receptionist) Hi there!
Receptionist: (in an affected tone) Hello, welcome to Lavender Day Spa
SPA. How may I help you?
Rachel: Oh, hi. I have a massage appointment under Rachel Green, and
here is my gift certificate.
Receptionist: This has been torn up.
Rachel: And... taped back together.
Receptionist: Ok well, I'll call you as soon as your massage therapist
is ready.
Rachel: Ok
Receptionist: Have a seat through the glass doors.
Rachel: (imitating the receptionist's tone) through the glass
doors.
Receptionist: Through the glass doors.
Rachel: Alright-y then.
(Phoebe enters the hall)
Receptionist: Phoebe, your next client's in the waiting room.
Phoebe: Ok. Do we have to talk like that then they're not around? (She
sees Rachel) Oh, no, no! Listen, is there someone who can fill in for me?
Receptionist: Sorry, everyone is booked!
Phoebe: But that woman can't know I work here. She's a friend of mine
and I made this big stink about how awful this massage chains are.
Receptionist: Then why you work here?
Phoebe: 'Cause it's good money! But that doesn't change the fact that
this is an evil blood sucking corporate machine!
Receptionist: Well, I think this is a great place to work!
Phoebe: (watching around and whispering) Ok, are they listening?
[Scene: Central Perk]
(Joey walks in and moves towards Ross, who's sitting of the sofa)
Joey: Ross!
Ross: Hi!
Joey: I need to talk to you about Charlie.
Ross: (annoyed) Oh, do you, do you really?
Joey: Yeah, I'm... I'm kind of having a little problem.
Ross: Look, if you don't know what the word "acrimonious" means, just
don't use it!
Joey: No, look, you know Charlie, right? She's cool, she's funny, her
body is soo...
Ross: Get to the problem!
Joey: Yes. It's just that she's so much smarter than all the girls
I've ever dated! Combined! I don't want her to think I'm stupid!
Ross: (looking down) Are you wearing two belts?
Joey: (checking) EH, what do you know!
Ross: You were saying you didn't want to seem stupid.
Joey: Right, right, right, well, she wants to go to all this cultural
places and I don't know how to talk about that stuff. You gotta help me out!
Ross: You know, I really don't want to get involved in you guy's
relationship.
Joey: Please, c'mon, you're the smartest person I know and I really
like this girl, ok, I don't wanna lose her.
Ross: (after a short hesitation) Fine.
Joey: Thanks.
Ross: Ok. Let's see. Oh, you should take her to the MET!
Joey: The Metsss!
Ross: Oh, no! The MET! The Metropolitan Museum of Art.
Joey: (realizing) Oh, that's what she meant! (pause) You know, if
they're gonna shorten it, they should call it the MUSE! You know, short for
museum, and avoid all the confusion!
Ross: Yeah, most of it it's a place packed with confused angry
baseball fans!
Joey: Ok, all right, so I'll take her to the MET.
Ross: Yeah, uh, uh, ok, there's this great rare bookstore on Madison
Avenue. You know what? She loves architecture, you know what you should do? You
should take a walk down fifth to the Saint Patrick's Cathedral and there there's
this great little pastry shop that she'd love.
Joey: Geez, sounds like you should be going on this date!
Ross: But I'm not! (pause). You know what if you're in the mood for
Thai food...
Joey: Whoa, whoa, whoa! Slow down, you go way too fast. Ok?
Just go back to the MET, ok?
Ross: Ok.
Joey: You got to tell me exactly what to do there.
Ross: Ok, when you walk in the museum, take the right, that's the
antiquities wing. Ancient Egypt, Mesopotamia, up to the Byzantine Empire.
Joey: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! So, I walk in the door and make
the right (and he bends his arm to the left. Ross then bends Joey's arm to the
right and Joey nods)
[Scene: doctor's waiting room]
Chandler: I have a weird feeling about this place. (pause) How do I
know that they are not gonna secretly videotape me and put it all over the
internet.
Monica: Because, honey, I mean this in the sweetest way possible,
nobody is gonna wanna watch that.
(a nurse walks in)
Nurse: Mr. Bing? (Chandler jumps up) Here you are! You'll go into that
room and deposit your specimen into the container.
Chandler: Deposit my specimen? You know, usually I have to call a 900
number for that kind of talk. Thanks, got it.
Monica: Hey, honey, my test is down the hall, are you sure you're
going to be ok?
Chandler: Yeah, I guess!
Monica: I know this is embarrassing, but nobody cares! No one here
even knows you!
Janice: OH MY GOD!!
Chandler: Oh, Come on!
Commercial Break
Janice: Ah ahahahhahaa! How great is this!
Monica: Hey, we're probably fertile, let's go home!
Chandler: Why are you here?
Janice: Well, Sid and I are trying again and we had trouble last time
because apparently we...
Chandler: (to Heaven) No no no... I mean, why? why is
she here??
Janice: Oh! Someone's a little cranky today cuz they have to do it in
a cup! (laughs) Oh! They gave you the kiddy size (looking at the cup in his
hand).
Chandler: What!?
(Janice does her "Janice Laugh")
Monica: This was fun! But I've got an invasive vaginal exam to get to!
(leaves)
Chandler: I'd love to stay, but I have eh... (points at the cup) got a
hot date... (starts to leave)
Janice: Please... go! (Then shouts after him) Just let me know if you
need a hand!
Chandler: (disgusted) I think it just fell off. (Leaves)
[Scene: At the Spa, Phoebe is at the half-opened door]
Phoebe: (In a strange heavy accent) Hello "ja", it's time for your
massage, ja! Put your face in the hole.
Rachel: Wow, a Swedish massage from a real Swedish person. (Puts her
head in the hole and Phoebe enters)
Phoebe: Okay, then I'm Swedish...
Monica: So, what's your name?
Phoebe: It's a normal Swedish name... Ikea...
Rachel: Oh... what an interesting name.
Phoebe: Ja!
Rachel: You know I... (lifts her head and tries to look in Phoebe's
direction)
Phoebe: (pushes her head back down) Time for your scalp massage!
Rachel: (Sees Phoebe's slippers through the hole) Wow... I really love
your... (startled as she realizes those are Phoebe's slippers)
Phoebe: Is something wrong?
Rachel: No, it's just that uhm... it feels so good... Ikea... (pause)
Yeah, say hey, you'll know this, what's the capital of Sweden?
Phoebe: (Thinks for a few moments) Uhm... Stockholm.
Rachel: Damn! I wish I knew if that was right!
[Scene: Joey's apartment, Joey and Ross in the living room, rehearsing what
Joey will say to Charlie in the Museum]
Joey: (gesturing at an imaginary painting) Note the painterly lines
and subtle impasto on this canvas. Monet painted quickly and usually outdoors as
his elusive subject was light itself.
Ross: Now, do you have any idea what you just said?
Joey: (shaking his head as if to say: of course not!) No, no, my mouth
says the words, my brain is thinking monster trucks!
Ross: Ok now, remember, when you get to the museum, Monet is not spelt
M-O-N-A-Y. I just... I wrote that out phonetically for you.
Joey: Phonetically? (Looks confused)
Ross: Yeah, yeah that means... you know? We just... we don't have time
for this.
Joey: Ok.
Ross: Ok, but you know what? I gotta say, I'm really impressed that
you were able to memorize all this so quickly!
Joey: Ah! I'm an actor! I can memorize anything! Last week on "Days" I
had to say "Frontal temporal zygomatic craniotomy".
Ross: Wow. What does that mean?
Joey: No idea! But the guy I said it to dies in the next scene so I
guess it means "you're gonna get eaten by a bear".
Ross: Ok! So let's move on to the Renaissance?
Joey: Ok, Caravaggio uses chiaroscuro here to highlight the anguish of
the central figure. Touch it, it's really bumpy! (Reaches out to touch the
imaginary painting).
Ross: Nah ah! Nah ah! (stops him form doing so) No no no! No
ad-libbing and dude, you can't touch the paintings.
Joey: Come on! you... (reaches out to touch the imaginary painting
again)
Ross: No! (Slaps his hand)
[Scene: The Fertility Clinic; Chandler walks out one of the rooms]
Chandler: (To the nurse at the nurses' station) My specimen is in the
room and I just want to thank whoever knocked on the door while I was in there.
Really helped speed the process along! (walks towards the common area and sees
Janice is still there) Janice! You're not... gone?
Janice: Oh! Sid is still in his room. I don't allow porn at home so
this is like a vacation for him. So did you do it? Did you make your
deposit?
Chandler: Yeah! yeah... The hard part is over!
Janice: That's not the hard part honey! The hard part is what comes
next, I mean aren't you worried about the results?
Chandler: I haven't... I haven't even thought about the results yet...
I just assumed that everything was gonna be ok.
Janice: Oh! Well, you know what? It probably is.
Chandler: (Slightly panicky) Yeah, but what if it's not? What if there
is a reason why we can't have a baby?
Janice: Oh, Chandler, look. You and Monica are meant to have children.
I am sure it's gonna be just fine.
Chandler: (smiling again) oh, oh, yeah, ok, thanks. I can't believe I
didn't even think of that. I guess I was just so worried about having to... come
here and do... 'that'...
Janice: What, you can do it in the parking lot of a Taco Bell, but you
can't do it at a doctor's office?
Chandler: (stares at her intently, then yells) It was a "Wendy's!!
"
[Scene: Phoebe and Rachel at the Spa. Phoebe is still massaging Rachel]
Phoebe: (Singing) "Ipan Stripan, Glupi Glabi! " And that is the
Swedish National Anthem! Thank you for asking! (looks annoyed)
Rachel: Wow, Ikea... what a rich culture. Uhm, you know what? I have a
friend who is a masseuse.
Phoebe: Oh, Ja! Ja!
Rachel: Yah! She's... uhm... not very good though... (Phoebe looks
devastated)
Phoebe: Uhu, uhu... and why do you think that is?
Rachel: I don't know... maybe it's because she has got such callousy
fingers from playing crummy guitar...
Phoebe: Or... maybe she has trouble loosening your knots because
you're such a high maintenance tight ass!
Rachel: (now lifts her head) Phoebe!!
Phoebe: You know it's me?
Rachel: For like a half an hour! Man, you can lie about Sweden!
Phoebe: How can you come here?
Rachel: How could you not tell me you worked here?
Phoebe: I don't have to tell you everything!
Rachel: Yes you do, if you're going to make me feel guilty for getting
a free massage!
Phoebe: Tips not included.
Rachel: Oh! Phoebe, why did you lie to me about working here?
Phoebe: Because I was ashamed ok? I sold out for the cash! And then
they give me benefits like medical, and dental, and a 401K. But you know... you
pay a price. Now I'm this Corporate stooge and punching a clock and Ugh!
paying taxes!
Rachel: Phoebe, honey, if you hate it so much, you should walk out
there right now and quit! Be true to what you believe in! Honey, you have
principles and I so admire that! I don't have any!
Phoebe: You know what? You are right. I am gonna quit. It's
time I took my life back!
Rachel: Good for you Pheebs!
Phoebe: Ok.
Phoebe: Okay (walks out and closes the door behind her, looks up and
whispers) If you guys have microphones in there too, I didn't mean any of
that. I love you.
[Scene: Central Perk. Ross is playing some shoot'em up game on his
laptop]
Ross: Haha! Got ya! Die, die, die!
(Charlie walks in.)
Ross: (recovers his composure and starts typing) Respectfully,
professor R. Geller. (hits <return>, closes the laptop and joins Charlie
on the sofa) Hey!
Charlie: Hi!
Ross: Hey, how was the Met?
Charlie: The museum was amazing!
Ross: Yeah? Joey really knows his art, huh?
Charlie: Not so much, no. He had clearly memorized all the stuff to
say, and some of it didn't even make any sense.
Ross: What do you mean?
Charlie: Well, for one, he was talking about paintings that were
nowhere around.
Ross: (perplexed for a moment) Wait a minute... when you guys walked
into the Met, did you go to the right?
Charlie: No, we went to the left.
Ross: (shaking head) Oh Joey, Joey! But still, I mean, it seems like
you guys are having a great time together.
Charlie: Yeah, it's fun (hesitating).
Ross: What?
Charlie: Actually, you know, Joey is your friend, and you don't really
know me that well; it would be weird.
Ross: What, I mean, a little, but no, what, go on.
Charlie: Well... I'm just thinking that maybe he's not the right guy
to be with right now, maybe I should be with someone... I have more in common
with. You know what I mean?
Ross: (slowly) Yeah. But you know what? I think you should give Joey a
chance. I mean, he's a great guy, and sure he doesn't know that much about art
but you know, you can always talk about that with someone else.
Charlie: Yeah, I guess that's true.
Ross: And if you think about it, I mean the reason he memorized all
that stuff is because he thought it was important to you. You know, that's the
kind of guy Joey is.
Charlie: He is very sweet. Plus he's hot!
Ross: That was going to be my next argument.
(Joey walks in)
Joey: Hey!
Ross: Hey!
Charlie: Hey!
Joey: (to Charlie) You're ready?
Charlie: Yeah, let's go. (stands up and kisses Joey) (to Ross) Thanks
Ross.
Joey: (aside, to Ross) Hey Ross! That art stuff worked, you hooked me
up.
Ross: Glad I could help man.
Joey: Although some of that stuff wasn't where you said it was gonna
be, but... (confidently) I made it work.
[Scene: Monica and Chandler's. Chandler is sitting on the sofa, reading the
newspaper.]
Chandler: (picking up a plastic cup similar to the one he deposited
his specimen in) It is not okay that I'm aroused by this now.
(phone rings)
Chandler: Hello? Oh hi, Doctor Connelly. (pause) No, she's not here
but, you know, I can tell her. Should I be sitting down for this? (his smile
fades as he hears the answer) Oh. (pause) Well, so what does that mean? (pause)
Ok. Ok, thank you. Thanks. (hangs up)
(Monica walks in)
Monica: Hey sweetie.
Chandler: Doctor Connelly just called.
Monica: With good news? (very quickly and wringing hands) Of course it
is not good news, you just said (deadpan) "Doctor Connelly just called". If it
was good news you would have said (excitedly) "Doctor Connelly just called! "
But so what is it? Is there a problem, uh? Is there a problem with me or with
you?
Chandler: Actually it's both of us.
Monica: What?
Chandler: Apparently my sperm have low motility and you have an
inhospitable environment.
Monica: Oh... what does that mean?
Chandler: It means that my guys won't get off their barcaloungers and
you have a uterus that is prepared to kill the ones that do. (pause) It
means...
Monica: Chandler?
Chandler: (seriously) It means that we can keep trying, but there's a
good chance this may never happen for us.
Monica: (weeping) Oh my God!
Chandler: I'm sorry.
Monica: I'm sorry too.
(they hug)
Chandler: Well, we're gonna... we're gonna figure this out.
Monica: (still weeping) I know.
Closing credits
[Scene: The Spa Reception. Phoebe walks in]
Receptionist: Good morning Phoebe.
Phoebe: (imitating the receptionist's tone) Good morning
receptionist.
Receptionist: Here's your schedule for the day. Your first client is
in room No. 1.
Phoebe: Rachel Green? (angrily) Son of a bitch, she came back?
(Phoebe walks to the door and half-opens it)
Phoebe: (through the door, with a Scottish accent) Are you ready for
your Scottish massage? Put your face in the hole, lassy.