【老友记111】① Coma guy

[Scene: A Street: Monica and Phoebe are walking to a newsstand.] Phoebe: Do you think they have yesterday&`&s daily news? Monica: Why? Phoebe: Just wanna check my horoscope, see if it was right. Monica: Oh my God. (Grabs Phoebe and turns her away) Phoebe. Don&`&t look now, but behind us is a guy who has the potential to break our hearts and plunge us into a pit of depression. Phoebe: Where? (Turns to face him) Ooh, come to Momma. Monica: He&`&s coming. Be cool, be cool, be cool. (The guy walks past them) Guy: Nice hat. Monica and Phoebe: (in unison) Thanks. (The guy walks on) Phoebe: We should do something. Whistle. Monica: We are not going to whistle. Phoebe: Come on, do it. Monica: No! Phoebe: Do it! Monica: No! Phoebe: Do it do it do it! Monica: (Shouts to the guy) Woo-woo! (The guy turns round, startled. Monica points to Phoebe. The guy gets hit by a truck) Phoebe: I can&`&t believe you did that! ........ [Scene: Hospital, the guy is in a coma and Mon and Pheebs are visiting.] Monica: I wish we at least knew his name... Look at that face. I mean, even sleeping, he looks smart. I bet he&`&s a lawyer. Phoebe: Yeah, but did you see the dents in his knuckles? That means he&`&s artistic. Monica: Okay, he&`&s a lawyer, who teaches sculpting on the side. And- he can dance! Phoebe: Oh! And, he&`&s the kinda guy who, when you&`&re talking, he&`&s listening, y&`&know, and not saying &`&Yeah, I understand&`& but really wondering what you look like naked. Monica: I wish all guys could be like him. Phoebe: I know. .......... [Scene: The Coma Guy&`&s Room, Monica bursts in, closely followed by Phoebe. There is no sign of Coma Guy. His bed is empty.] Monica: Oh! You&`&re awake! Phoebe: Look at you! How, how do you feel? Coma Guy: Uh, a little woozy, but basically okay. Monica: You look good! Coma Guy: I feel good! ...Who are you? Monica: Oh, sorry. Phoebe: I&`&m Phoebe Buffay. Monica: I&`&m Monica Geller. I&`&ve been taking care of you. Phoebe: Well, we both have. Coma Guy: So, the Etch-a-Sketch is from you guys? Phoebe: Well, actually it&`&s just from me. Monica: I got you the foot massager. Phoebe: You know who shaved you? That was me. Monica: I read to you. Phoebe: I sang. (To Monica) Hah! Coma Guy: Well,... thanks. Monica: Oh, my pleasure. Phoebe: You&`&re welcome. Coma Guy: So. I guess I&`&ll see you around. Phoebe: What, that&`&s it? Monica: "See you around?" Coma Guy: Well, what do you want me to say? Monica: Oh, I don&`&t know. Maybe, um, "That was nice?" Admit something to me? "I&`&ll call you?" Coma Guy: Alright, I&`&ll call you. Phoebe: I don&`&t think you mean that. Monica: This is so typical. Y&`&know, we give, and we give, and we give. And then- we just get nothing back! And then one day, y&`&know, it&`&s just, you wake up, and "See you around!" Let&`&s go, Phoebe. Phoebe: Y&`&know what? We thought you were different. But I guess it was just the coma.