(Back at the apartment.)

JOEY
Guys, this is so boring!

PHOEBE
I could sing Pepper People again.

RACHEL
I can't hear that song another time.

CHANDLER
I'd rather be strapped to a gurney and have my intestines pulled out.

JOEY
Who would do something like that?

CHANDLER
Are you serious? Are you really that stupid?

JOEY
No.

RACHEL
Why doesn't someone turn on the TV?

JOEY
There is nothing on.

CHANDLER
How on earth would you know that if we haven't turned on the TV?

RACHEL
I know! Joey reads TV guide while in the bathroom.

JOEY
Heeeeey. (Pauses) Rachel reads playboy!

RACHEL
Ouch!

PHOEBE
That shouldn't have hurt that bad. Lots of god people read playboy, like my grandmother.

RACHEL
No, its not that. My stomach hurts, the baby kicked really hard.

JOEY
Pheebs, your grandma read playboy?

PHOEBE
Yea. Ever since she was Miss November in 1940.

JOEY
Your grandma must have been really hot.

PHOEBE
Yea, but not as hot as me!

CHANDLER
of course not.

RACHEL
Ouch!

CHANDLER
Again?

RACHEL
Yea.

CHANDLER
Maybe we should get you to a hospital.

RACHEL
What about Ross?

(Rachel starts to scream.)

CHANDLER
That's it, he better not call for me, because I'm running next door and calling the ambulance.

(Chandler runs next door and shuts the door. He runs to the phone and dials. He then goes back to the door and pulls the knob, the knob falls out.)

CHANDLER
Oh, Fuck!

(Chandler starts banging on the door and shouting.)