Finally the day of filming came, Ross was so nervous because this was new to him, he would actually be talking through a small microphone in his helmet. This allowed him to host the show while iin the ocean. The film crew was putting on their gear and getting ready to set up.

Emma was playing on the floor of the boat , while Rachel reassured him " Honey, it's going to be fine."she said while stroking his rubber covered arms. He shook his head. "There are sharks down there," he moaned.Rachel patted his back. "Brian said that if you don't let them bother you, you'll be fine." At that moment , Ross ' cell rang. His flippered feet slowed him down, but he grabbed it. "Hello, he answered."

"Baby,it's Bobbie. Hey are you sitting down? I just got off the phone with Crichton and Spielberg" his agent exclaimed.

"Bobbie, this is kind of a bad time. We are getting ready to film and we are suiting up for the Hawaii episodes. I am going in the water , so can this wait." Ross said as he nodded to the director.

"Well I just thought you should know, Spielberg wants you to see the script and he saw the show and says you are perfect for the new movie, he wants it as good as the other three. He said that he wants a real paleontologist this time. " Bobbie continued. Ross dropped his phone and had a glazed look on his face. J---juras ju---rassssic ." he mumbled. Rachel picked it up and handed it to him. "They want me for the new Jurassic Park , me ! ' he exclaimed. "Bobbie , set up a meeting here in the islands. Let me know what you find out." He turned off his ringer and handed it to Rachel.

"They wanted a real paleontologist this time and since Spielberg saw Dinosaur Guy, he said I would be perfect for the lead." Ross said still amazed that the words were coming out of his mouth. "Imagine that, me in Jurassic Park 4?" he said amazed.

Dee came over . "Ross, we are ready for you. Jim, is going to give you directions on how to work the equipment." An older gentleman in a pair of swimming trunks walked over."Actually it is quite simple, just like breathing from a regular regulator ,except the mask covers the face and that allows you to talk while we are filming. I'll send someone down to check the levels." He said.

"Won't my words come out garbled?" Ross said as he now was thinking he was a complete pro when it came to television.

"If they do Ross, we will take you into a recording studio and then just edit them before the final version." Dee explained. "This will be great." She exclaimed. "Okay let's get you in."

"Break a fin honey." Rachel yelled as he was going over the side. The film crew was already positioned in the water. It was strange for Ross to see his crew wearing masks and breathing from scuba tanks. The camera rolled as he descended from the surface above. His sound man swam over and gave a signal that he should test the mike.

"Testing , testing.." he said as the bubbles rose to the surface. "Hey this is cool ." he said as he watched his words turn into streams of bubbles.

Back in Los Angeles, Chandler was staying at the Geller mansion and the whole gang was over. Michael and Joey were in the game room playing pool and Monica was whipping up some snacks in the gourmet kitchen. Phoebe laid by the pool and watched the kids. Flipping through the channels, Joey found an interesting show for them to watch on the plasma television.

"Hey look, Hawaiian Tropic bikini contest." Joey screamed. Chandler and Michael dropped what they were doing and ran to the giant t.v. The three of them grinned as Phoebe was outside and Monica was in the kitchen.

"Now this is what I call quality programming." Snickered Joey. He ran to the large fridge in the game room and grabbed three beers. The three guys settled down and smiled. As the music played and the girls paraded in their thong bikinis, they heard a scream.

"Joseph Francis Tribbiani, is that what I think it is?" Phoebe exclaimed. Joey cringed remembering what Phoebe said. Instead she grabbed a beer, and sat down with the boys. "That one is hot ," she exclaimed. "I'd do her." The impish grin returned to Joey's face. "Sweetheart, did I ever tell you about my favorite fairy tale , the princess , the stable boy and the lesbian." He put his arm around her. Gina sat down next to her. Joey's mind began to wonder. No that was his sister. He would just have to picture Phoebe with one of the hot bikini girls.

Monica came in carrying a tray of amatte boushe, or little appetizers for everyone. This was so much fun, getting to housesit and play the hostess. "Chandler , what are you watching?" she screamed as she slammed down the tray.

"Some program about Hawaii." He said ominously . Monica sat next to him. "Okay , those are not real."she said with a jealous tone. Everyone was engrossed in the program as the girls paraded by. Then out of the clear blue sky, the camera panned the judges. One of them looked very familiar.

"Oh my God that's Ross. " Monica exclaimed. "What is he doing judging a bikini contest?" The boys took a double take. "That lucky bastard." Screamed Joey. "Yeah I hope he remembered us." Chandler whined.

Gina took a long swig and grinned. "Well Joey, how does it feel not to be the center of attention anymore?" Phoebe pouted and cuddled up next to her man. "That's okay Joey, you will always be my star." She purred. Joey smiled and put his arm around her.

"Honey, you did great." Rachel said as Ross got out of the water. She put her arms around him and gave him a big kiss. "Daddy you look silly." Giggled Emma as Ross picked her up. "I'm a frog man Em, see my flippers."

Dee ran over. "Saw the whole thing from the taping booth. Great, great , great. " she exclaimed. "I think you kids should have the night to yourselves. Emma, want to go for pizza?" she said Emma tore herself away from her father and screamed. "Yahh." Dee put out her hand and Emma grabbed it. "It is just one more thing that a producer has to do to keep her star happy." She smiled. "Don't get too wild."

"I can't believe it, we have a whole evening to ourselves." Rachel sighed. "And do you know what I want to do?"" she smiled evilly."Play Baywatch?" asked Ross. She wrapped herself around her husband in his rubber wet suit and then stared into his eyes. "Remember when Joey taught you dirty talk?" she asked him coyly. "Well I want to lay down and have you take your tongue and …." She whispered into his ear and he grinned happily. He started to unzip the wet suit .

"No no, leave it on. It's part of the fantasy. Mr. Bond…" she cooed as she stopped him from taking it off.

He walked in front of her. "Bond, James Bond." He said sexily. Together they headed for the hotel.