On her way across the hall, Monica was stopped by her friends, who asked her whether she had found out what was bothering Chandler. They had spent the past few minutes speculating on Chandler's odd behavior, as well as Joey's fits of weeping earlier.

Monica replied with a shrug. "Not really. But he said something about a videotape that Joey found, so I'm gonna go over there and get it."

"What tape?"

"I don't know. Something to do with London." She sighed. "I hope it explains what's going on with these guys, because all this mystery is getting on my nerves."

"Yeah, me too."

"Hey, we'll come with you!"

"Yeah, let's go."

She didn't object, so the group followed her across the hall to Joey's.

When Joey first heard someone entering his apartment, he glanced up and almost believed that Chandler had come back, maybe to talk to him again or maybe to get the tape and destroy it like he had clearly wanted to do in London.

But as he heard multiple voices and footsteps coming toward his room, Joey realized that it wasn't Chandler at all. Panicking, he gasped and tried to get up to lock his door, but he was too late.

Monica, Phoebe, Ross, and Rachel came into his room, so Joey scurried back to his bed and wished that he had a fire escape outside his window, or some other place to hide.

They looked at him with concern. "Joey, are you okay?"

He scrambled under the bedcovers and stammered, "No! Wh-what are you doing here?"

"We came to check if you're all right." They approached the bed.

"What's going on, Joey? When Chandler came back from here, he was crying too."

Joey clutched Hugsy and pleaded, "Go away. I-I wanna be alone."

"Come on, Joey," Ross spoke encouragingly. "You might feel better if you talked about it."

Joey firmly shook his head no.

Monica tried a different tack. "Hey, Chandler said that you had some videotape here. Something to do with London. Do you know what he's talking about?"

"Huh?" Joey was shocked and didn't understand why Chandler would tell them about the tape.

"Oh, wait, I think this is it," Rachel said, picking up the video camera with the tape in it.

"No! No, give that back!" He grabbed it and tried to pull it from her, but she held on stubbornly, and Monica went over to help her.

"It's mine! Let go!"

"Joey, you're gonna break it!" Ross said.

Joey would have loved to break it, but his resistance only made the others more curious to see the tape. With their combined strength, they finally got it away from Joey.

"If you won't tell us what's going on, then we're going to watch this!"

Joey couldn't tell them, so they just left his room and went back to the other apartment.

Joey sat there dumbfounded, wondering why Chandler would tell them about the tape and want them to see it. What was he thinking?

What was he thinking? When he heard the group return to the apartment, Chandler realized belatedly that all of them, not just Monica, were going to watch the tape. This horrified him, so he came out of the bedroom and tried to stop them.

"No, don't watch it! It's private. Go away!"

"What? But you just told us to watch it!"

"No, I told Monica. The rest of you go home! The party's over. Why won't you leave already?"

"Well, I live here," Phoebe protested, and Monica chimed in that she didn't have any secrets from the gang.

Chandler tried to argue with her, but she responded that he should explain to them what was going on, and what London had to do with anything. He couldn't, though.

Monica said, "Why don't you go over and comfort Joey?"

The gang went over to the TV to play the tape there, so they wouldn't have to crowd around the little video camera to see. They all sat in the living room and rewound the tape to the beginning with the remote.

With resignation and dread, Chandler sat down silently at the kitchen table and stared at the floor. He heard them all making various comments, trying to figure out what was going on. From Joey and Chandler's conversation on the tape, Monica and Ross recognized the events they referred to.

"Oh! This is our first night in London, after we went to the pub and the dance club!"

"You remember when we did the routine?"

But while explaining these things to Phoebe and Rachel, they suddenly stopped talking and gasped loudly. Obviously they were now watching the part where the guys kissed and touched on the bed. Chandler could hear their soft moans and sighs, and they haunted him.

Stunned and horrified, the gang stopped the tape and all turned to Chandler.

"Oh my God!"

"Whoa! Did you have sex?"

"Chandler! How could you?"

Chandler swallowed and still wouldn't meet their eyes. He said quietly, "No, we just--just passed out. We were so drunk."

Rachel was relieved. "So nothing happened after that?"

"Was it just like when you kissed everybody at Joey's birthday party?" Ross asked. Having seen Chandler do plenty of stupid things while drunk, he was willing to give Chandler the benefit of the doubt. Also, this must have happened before Chandler hooked up with Monica after the rehearsal dinner, so it wasn't like he was cheating at all. "That must have been awkward the next morning. Is that why you guys were fighting that day?"

Chandler nodded, and added, "Joey didn't even remember what happened, but I was scared that he had videotaped us, so I kept trying to get rid of the tape."

"Huh? Then why do you still have this tape now?" It had been nearly two years since London.

Chandler shrugged helplessly. "I don't know. Joey said he found it, and he remembered. I-I thought the tape got recorded over. I don't under--" he broke off and started crying.

Monica went over to him and tried to hug him, but he recoiled and sobbed more fiercely. She tried to hush and comfort him. "It's okay, it's okay! It doesn't matter, Chandler. We can get rid of it now." She motioned to the others to get out the tape. "Come on, it was a long time ago. You were just drunk, Chandler, and clearly you weren't gay, 'cause you slept with me the next night."

Chandler choked up and looked strangely guilty.

"Right?" Monica got worried, and the others stared at him too. "Chandler?"

He finally whispered, "I-I slept with you because I was still freaked out about kissing Joey, and I was upset that he was with the bridesmaid so quickly and easily. All those English women turned me down, but you were willing and convenient."

"Convenient!" She looked offended.

"I was convenient to you too," he pointed out. "You just needed comfort because of what your mother said, you know, and what that drunk guy at the rehearsal dinner said."

"Well, that's just how it started," Monica said dismissively. "We fell in love after that, and we moved in together, and now we're a month away from our second anniversary."

"I-I know." Chandler grimaced. "What are we gonna do, have another horrible party like this? Or take a group trip, and somebody gets married again?" God forbid that it might be him and Monica this time.

"Chandler!" Monica felt insulted, and Rachel said, "Hey! This party wasn't so bad. Ever tried going to two parties with both your bickering parents?"

"Yeah! Or had everybody fighting about money during your birthday?" Ross said.

Meanwhile Phoebe looked silently at the tape she held in she hands. Because Joey and Chandler had cried so much about the tape, she suspected that maybe it meant more to them than some meaningless drunken incident.

Chandler shot back, "Ever had all your friends completely forget about your birthday, while they're throwing an early surprise party for Rachel? Ever find out on Thanksgiving that your girlfriend who supposedly loves you still hasn't told her parents that you're together, and oh by the way, they hate you? Ever tried to win them over, and find out that your good friend from college blamed you for smoking pot, and that's why his parents hate you?"

They looked somewhat chastised, and Chandler continued, "Yeah, Monica, I did fall in love with you after London, and you helped me grow up and get over a lot of my relationship issues. That's why I wanted to move in with you. But--but lately, I think it's a mistake. Things are bad here all the time, and I'm not happy. You keep trying to control me and treat me like a child ever since we moved in together. You have all these freaky new rules, so that even Phoebe and Rachel don't want to live here. I mean, Phoebe keeps bickering with you and tormenting me with her jokes and songs."

"I didn't encourage her!" Monica protested, and glared at Phoebe.

Phoebe said, "I-I was just trying to get back at Monica for her suffocating rules. You know, undermine her authority until she kicks me out and demands that Rachel move back in."

"Hey!" Rachel looked mad.

Ross suggested, "You could have just moved in with me," but Phoebe scoffed, saying that Monica would probably keep bugging her to stay in the guest room. She didn't fix up Hotel Monica to let it stand empty.

Chandler interrupted. "My point is that you've gone overboard with the rules, Monica. Like when we were fighting over what to do with Rachel's room. You wanted to make it into a guest room, even though you insisted on Rachel moving out so that we could live together alone. What the hell is up with that? And why can't I have a game room? Why can't I have more of my stuff here, so it will feel like my home too, not just yours? I'm like a guest, and you still won't let the chick and the duck visit--"

"I'm allergic!"

"You're a liar! You expect me to believe that, when you can't even get your symptoms or stories straight?" He sighed. "I have to give in to you about every little fight, and bite my tongue every time you don't care about my opinion or my feelings. When I had that big fight with Joey about missing his audition, all you could think about was whether I didn't give you your phone messages. It was your damn fault that I didn't finish writing Joey's message in the first place! I can't take this anymore, Monica, and we aren't working like we used to. I-I wanna move out."

Everyone was shocked, and Monica started to cry. "No! No, it's not that bad, Chandler! I let you do stuff."

"That's the point. You let me. I don't need your permission! I'm an adult."

"But you're dating Monica," Ross said, thinking that Chandler was overreacting. "Everybody has to compromise in a relationship, even if you don't like it. It's what grownups do."

"But Monica doesn't compromise! She doesn't back down ever, and I'm sick of it."

"I let you have the barcalounger here, and that ugly white dog!"

"Which you put out on the balcony. One stinking barcalounger! That's a victory? It's supposed to be half and half when people live together. Where's my game room? Where's my chairs or my tables or my lamps or my Playstation? Rachel and Phoebe had more stuff here when they were your roommates than I do. I had more stuff here when me and Joey lived here."

"That's only 'cause you bought all the furniture after you kissed Joey's girlfriend Kathy!" Rachel reminded him.

Chandler turned to her and said, "Just the other day, you told me you'd rather live with Joey's mess and the noisy birds than live at Hotel Monica!"

Monica looked at her, hurt, and Rachel tried to mollify her. "I'm sorry, honey! I-I just meant that you'd changed my room so much, and took the lock off the door..."

Ross argued angrily, "There's just not enough room for all your stuff here, and it's just across the hall with Joey anyway."

Chandler said, "When you divorced Carol, and she got all the good stuff, how did you feel? When we had to build you crappy new furniture and you had to watch the bad TV, weren't you depressed and didn't you resent her leaving you for Susan? When Emily made you move and sell all your stuff because it had Rachel cooties, how did you feel? I have nothing here, and I just wanna go home!"

"You really mean that?" Joey asked.

Everyone turned to the door with surprise and saw Joey cautiously peeking his head inside. He had apparently been listening at the door, and he looked touched and hopeful now. "You wanna come back, Chandler?"

He nodded and answered softly, "Yeah. Yeah, will you let me?"

Joey came in and hugged him, whispering, "I miss you."

"I mi--"

"Chandler!" the others interrupted their reunion. "Joey!"

"What the hell are doing?"

"Yeah, what does this mean?" Phoebe asked. "Are you guys just gonna be roommates again, or--or are you in love?"

"What?" Ross gasped as he saw her wave around the tape meaningfully. "Oh my God, are you gay?"

They blushed and weren't sure how to handle this barrage of questions. Chandler said, "I-I don't know. I just wanna move out."

"But you're not gay!" Monica insisted. "You slept with me. We've been together two years!"

"Not anymore. I wanna break up and go home. I'm sorry."

"Sorry!"

"Me too," Joey apologized to Monica and everyone. "I miss Chandler, and seeing the tape again, I..." He trailed off and hoped they could understand how he felt, after all his crying at the party.

Not sympathetic at all, Ross came nearer and tried to punch them, but they both dodged him. Then Joey hurriedly pulled Chandler out of the apartment and shielded him from further attack.

They crossed the hall and locked their door, while Ross yelled at them for being cowards. "I never want to see you bastards again! How could you do this to my sister?" He then returned to the other apartment to comfort Monica.

Catching his breath and relaxing a bit, Chandler asked Joey if he was all right.

"I'm fine, he didn't get me. I was worried he was gonna try hitting you again if we didn't get out of there quick."

Chandler hugged him and thanked him for his concern. After a pause, he met Joey's eyes and got up enough courage to lean close for a kiss.

Joey smiled and kissed him, glad to find that Chandler was not disgusted with him anymore. "After how you got sick that morning in London--"

"It was my hangover, though I tried to convince myself it was our kisses." He sighed apologetically. "When I woke up in bed with you, Joey, I-I tried to make all these lame excuses, and tell myself that it didn't mean anything. That I was just drunk and not gay... And all this time since London, I pretended that it didn't even happen, that I just dreamed it, after all the Boddington's."

"Yeah, when I saw the tape after London, I was really freaked out and scared to talk to you about it. So I hid the tape and forgot about it, especially after I learned that you were going out with Monica."

"But how did the tape not get erased, Joe? I thought I'd checked the whole tape in London."

Joey explained that he had switched tapes while Chandler was in the bathroom vomiting that morning.

"Oh. Well," he squeezed Joey's hand, "well, I'm glad you found it now."

"Yeah." He kissed Chandler again, more deeply and passionately. For a while, he had feared that maybe Chandler might want to be just friends, and that he was only moving back here to get away from Monica's overbearing rules. Joey would have welcomed him home anyway, but he thought he probably would have a hard time fighting his desires.

Now they were together, though, and they were happy.