SO THAT PORSCHE GUY TOOK HIS CAR BACK.
BUT YOU FOUND THE KEYS TO HIS CLOTHES?
NO. I JUST, UH...
I JUST LOVE THE WAY IT FEELS
WHEN EVERYBODY THINKS I OWN A PORSCHE.
AND PEOPLE WILL THINK YOU OWN A PORSCHE
BECAUSE YOU'RE WEARING THE CLOTHES?
OF COURSE.
ONLY AN IDIOT WOULD WEAR THIS STUFF
IF HE DIDN'T HAVE THE CAR.
THAT IS TRUE.
YEAH, BUT ONLY A GENIUS WOULD SWALLOW A SONIC BLASTER GUN.
OH, I'VE BEEN THERE.
WELL, I AM GOING TO GO DRIVE MY PORSCHE.
JOEY, YOU KNOW YOU DON'T ACTUALLY HAVE ONE.
COME ON. WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
I'M IN CHARACTER.
WILL YOU TALK TO HER?
AH, I THINK IT JUST MOVED.
IT'S REALLY POKING ME.
ALL RIGHT, THAT'S IT.
WE'RE GOING TO THE EMERGENCY ROOM.
WHAT? NO, YOU CAN'T LEAVE ME HERE WITH THEM.
WE'RE BABY-SITTING.
THE BABIES ARE ASLEEP.
I'M SURE YOU'LL BE OKAY FOR A WHILE.
BUT YOU CAN'T LEAVE ME WITH THEM.
WE'RE A TEAM. WE'RE PLAYING A ZONE.
THEY'RE GOING TO TRIPLE-TEAM ME.
HE'S GOT SOMETHING PLASTIC LODGED INTO HIS THROAT.
WE'VE GOT TO GO TO THE HOSPITAL.
BUT, NO, BECAUSE A DOCTOR WON'T BE ABLE TO HELP HIM.
IT'S JUST GOING TO, YOU KNOW
NATURALLY PASS THROUGH HIS SYSTEM IN, LIKE, SEVEN YEARS.
I THINK THAT'S GUM.
I'M PRETTY SURE IT'S GUN.
OKAY, LISTEN, THIS REALLY HURTS. LET'S GO.
BUT NO, A REAL MAN WOULDN'T JUST RUN TO THE HOSPITAL.
NO... WHAT WOULD KROG DO?
OH, WHY ISN'T THAT VALET BACK WITH MY PORSCHE?
MAYBE BECAUSE YOU'VE GOT THE KEYS.
PORSCHE.
THAT WAS TOTALLY YOUR FAULT.
MY FAULT?
YOU THREATENED THE JUDGE.
WELL, YOU RIPPED THE PAPER
OUT OF THE COURT REPORTER'S MACHINE.
THAT WAS THE ONLY WAY I COULD GET HIM TO STOP TYPING!
OH.
HI. HOW ARE THE GELLERS?
DON'T CALL US THAT.
THE JUDGE WOULDN'T LET US GET AN ANNULMENT.
NOW WE GOT TO GET A DIVORCE!
DID A PORSCHE THROW UP ON YOU?
HEY, THAT'S PORSCH-AH!
LOOK AT ME TAKING CARE OF YOU WITH NO PROBLEM, HUH?
YOU GUYS FEEL SAFE, RIGHT?
OKAY, I'M GOING TO TAKE THAT SPIT-BUBBLE AS A "YEAH, I DO."
OKAY, LET'S GET RID OF THIS DIRTY DIAPER, LESLIE.
I'LL SET YOU UP WITH A NICE CLEAN ONE.
OKAY, I'M SORRY.
I DIDN'T MEAN TO SCARE YOU.
I JUST HAVE TO CLEAN THAT UP, OKAY?
'CAUSE, LET'S FACE IT, WE'RE AT MONICA'S.
OKAY. I BROKE IT.
ALL RIGHT, WELL, THAT'S JUST THE WAY THINGS GO.
OKAY. GOOD.
WHY ARE THERE ONLY TWO OF YOU?
WHERE'S LESLIE?
WELL, YOU CAN'T ANSWER.
LESLIE, WHERE ARE YOU, LESLIE?
LESLIE, NOW WOULD BE A GOOD TIME FOR YOUR FIRST WORDS.
( murmurs)
WELL, LOOK AT YOU.
HEY...
YOU ARE A LITTLE BIT MISCHIEVOUS.
MY GOSH.
OH, YOU'RE A LOT MISCHIEVOUS.
WELL, IT'LL DRY.
ALL RIGHT, LET'S GO PLAY.
YOU SIT WITH YOUR BROTHER AND SISTER NOW
WHO AREN'T THERE.
HI.
HOW DO YOU FEEL?
WELL, LET'S JUST SAY
THAT KROG WILL BE FULLY EQUIPPED
TO DESTROY THE UNIVERSE AGAIN IN 12 TO 14 HOURS.
OKAY.
SO, I TOTALLY TOOK CARE OF THE BABIES ALL BY MYSELF.
I FED THEM, BATHED THEM AND PUT THEM TO BED.
AND PROTECTED THEM FROM A TORNADO?
OH, MY GOD.
I KNOW. THE BABIES ARE ASLEEP.
PHOEBE, WHAT HAPPENED HERE?
I DID IT.
I TOOK CARE OF THE BABIES ALL BY MYSELF.
B-B-BUT MY APARTMENT?
WAS THE SETTING
OF PHOEBE'S TRIUMPH.
BUT THE MESS...
IS NOT AS IMPORTANT AS THE FACT
THAT PHOEBE TOOK CARE OF THE BABIES ALL BY HERSELF.
YOU'RE RIGHT.
YOU'RE RIGHT, I SHOULDN'T FREAK OUT
'CAUSE THIS IS WHAT IT'S GOING TO BE LIKE
WHEN YOU AND I HAVE BABIES.
WHEN WILL THAT BE?
WOULD YOU TAKE A LOOK AT THIS MESS?