Friendship isn't about whom
you have known the longest.
It's about who came,
and never left your side.
you have known the longest.
It's about who came,
and never left your side.
Monica: (congested) Ugh, they sent me home. They said I can’t work if I’m sick.
All: Ohh!
Chandler: I’m so sorry you’re sick.
Monica: I’m not sick!! I don’t get sick! Getting sick is for weaklings and for pansies!
Rachel: Honey, no one thinks you’re a pansy, but we do think you need a tissue. (She notices something hanging from Monica’s nose, as does Joey.)
Monica: (wiping her nose) I have not been sick in over three years! (Sneezes.)
Chandler: I’m gonna grab you some tissue.
Monica: I don’t need a tissue! I’m fine-d!
Ross: When you put a ‘D’ at the end of ‘Fine’ you’re not fine.
Monica: I’m fine-d. I’m fine-d! Y’know, it’s a really hard word to say.