Monica and Joey went to their little bungalow on the beach. The furniture was quaint and made of bamboo. It reminded them of the huts on Gilligan 's Island. Inside the bungalow, was a Jacuzzi that Joey couldn't wait to use. After a soak, Monica wrapped herself in a blue flowered sarong and stuck an orchid behind her ear. Joey smiled when she joined him for dinner. He also had another thing on his mind , the ring in his pocket.
The calypso band was playing a haunting tune and Joey held Monica's hand as they danced in the sand in their bare feet. He swung her around as they stood by the bar on the beach.She giggled as she realized that even though he was an actor, he wasn't much of a dancer at all. As they walked the tiki torch path, both laughing and smiling. Monica realized that at this point right now , her life couldn't be more perfect. When they sat down at the bar, Joey excused himself and left Monica alone. Sipping her pina colada, she looked over and saw the pilot that had brought them to the island. Chandler smiled at her . Monica turned her head away. "Can I buy you a drink?" he slurred as he sipped at a beer. "No you may not, I am here with my boyfriend, who by the way is a famous soap star." Monica said as she tried to move away. "No actually I meant, can I buy both of you one?" He tried to cover his tracks, he couldn't help but stare at her, she was so beautiful. "You are such a liar, you were coming on to me." She said with distain as she took another sip. Joey had arrived at that point. "Hey honey, what's up?" he asked. Monica turned and pointed to Chandler. "He tried to buy me a drink." Joey looked at him and then gave him a mean look. "You want me to take care of him, I 've been working out." Monica just took his arm and then sighed, "Let's go." The two of them walked away from the bar carrying their drinks.
Now they were in the moonlight, the blue moon was beating down on Monica's dark hair. She was framed perfectly in the night. The only sounds that could be heard was the gentle lapping of the waves on the shore. Still barefoot, they walked along the shore and Joey gazed into her eyes. "Monica, would you wear something for me?" he asked softly, almost whispering. "Yes." She nodded. He opened up the pocket of his jacket and then pulled out the ring. Monica put her hand over her mouth . It was the biggest diamond she had ever seen. "Oh yes, yes, Joey Tribbiani, I will marry you." She threw her arms around him and then they began to kiss. Chandler sat at the bar and watched from a distance as the lovers walked away. He took another shot. After all . he didn't have a flight tonight and it would help him sleep better.
The next morning came , Monica and Joey were all set for a day of relaxing and sun. Monica had brought one of Nora Bing's romances to read on her vacation. Joey just laid in the sun chair with his sunglasses on and watched as the girls went by. This kind of concerned Monica ." Honey, do you think she is pretty?" she asked as Joey looked at a girl in a thong bikini as she walked by as the tiny top barely covered her 34d breasts. "Honey, she is not as beautiful as you." He said quickly after kissing her. Monica went back to her book and Joey went back to watching the scenery.
That night while Monica was getting ready for the Luau, her cell phone went off. The skies outside were starting to get a little dark, and thunder could be heard in the distance. Joey was in the bathroom
"Thought you were on vacation." He called out the closed door. Monica answered her cell phone. Looking down , she saw it was her boss and her friend , Rachel. "What is it Rach?" Monica said into the phone.
Rachel was pacing in her bedroom back and forth. Ross sat and watched from the bed. She had a major dilemma at the magazine. She had gotten a real cous , Emeril and Rachel Ray were going to do a special recipe and interview section. Since Monica was the food editor, she was needed for the interview and photo session where the famous chefs would cook some of their most known dishes. The interview wasn't scheduled for a few weeks, but since they were very busy, they had to move up the interview. Rachel didn't know what to do.
"Mon, the interview has to be done or we are going to lose it to In Style Magazine. The only problem is that Rachel Ray is in Australia and Emeril is in Italy. Now I have talked to both of their agents and they have agreed to meet in Tahiti and do the interview tomorrow." Rachel continued to pace.
"Tomorrow, Rach I love you sweetie, but I am on vacation and Joey proposed. Can't you crawl out from under my brother long enough for you to do it? " Monica asked with a scowl.
"You are right there. All it is going to take is one day to Tahiti , sit in on the photo shoot, and then you are back to Joey and the vacation." Rachel said as she kissed Ross. "That's easy enough." She smiled as he walked to the kitchen to get them a snack. He did look good. "Please Monica." She begged.
"You are lucky that I am such a nice person and your best friend." Monica sighed. "Alright I'll do it."
"Thank you Mon." smiled Rachel. "You should probably fly out tonight. Can you get a flight to Tahiti?" Monica knew who she would have to talk to about that. She really didn't want to see that Chandler guy again. But he was the only pilot on the island. "Yes I 'll take care of it." She said looking forlornly at Joey in the closed bathroom. "Bye Rachel." She hung up her phone. "Sweetie, can you come out." She said through the closed door. Joey opened the door and walked out. "Joey, honey, I have to go to Tahiti. Emeril and Rachel Ray are going to be in the magazine and since I am on this side of the world , and I am the food editor, I have to supervise the shoot." Monica sighed as she sat on the bed.
Joey came over and put his arm around her. "Mon, they can't get along without you. I understand sweetie, and you go , we'll pick up where we left off when you get back." He kissed her sweetly. Monica looked at him. Then she went and grabbed her bag and then left to find the man who was a pilot.
"I don't know , the weather is getting pretty bad. There is a storm brewing. " Chandler said as he was reading a book in his own bungalow. He had his shirt off and when Monica saw him, she had to stop and stare. He was muscular and tanned . Joey was no slouch either, but this guy had a rugged quality about him. "Well Mr. Bing, I am willing to pay six hundred dollars for you to fly me tonight." Monica took the money from her wallet. Chandler knew money was money, so he put on his shirt and then the two of them walked toward the plane.
Chandler looked into the sky . It was filled with dark clouds against the night sky. With reservations, Chandler took off for Tahiti.
Once they were in the air, Chandler decided that he would start a conversation with Monica. He had perceived her as a snobby city woman. "So why do you have to be in Tahiti tonight? " he asked as they flew along. "It is for work. I am the food editor for a style magazine called City Lifestyles." She took out of her bag a copy of the magazine and he scanned the cover. "So then Men are from Mars., I see your magazine is one of the more vital publications to our society." He said sarcastically. "Hey a lot of people read our magazine." Monica defended herself.
At that moment, the plane started to rock back and forth. "Getting a little rough isn't it?" he laughed. "Is that normal?" Monica asked as she started to panic. "Well it is a little bit more stormy than I usually fly in." he said as they went along. The plane pitched again. Monica dug into her bag and then took a couple pills. "What are those ?" Chandler said as she put the pills in her mouth. "My doctor prescribed them for stress . " The lightning hit the side of the plane. The plane began to drop. "Mayday." Chandler yelled into the radio as the plane continued to go down. Here they were in the middle of the Pacific and the plane was going to crash……
Okay if you know anything about the movie, you know that no one dies… and Mondler fans… get ready… Joey and Mon are history now… but if you remember Marta's comments .. that was the original romance of the show…just a note…
