"The One With the Ick Factor"
[Scene: Central Perk. Everyone is there.]
MONICA: Tell him.
PHOEBE: Tell him, tell him.
MONICA: Just...please tell him.
RACHEL: Shut up!
CHANDLER: Tell me what?
MONICA: Look at you, you won't even look at him.
CHANDLER: [sarcastically] Oh, come on tell me. I could use another reason why women won´t look at me.
RACHEL: All right, all right, all right. Last night, I had a dream that, uh, you and I, were...
PHOEBE: Doing it on this table. [points at the table]
JOEY: Exellent dream score.
ROSS: Why, why, why would you dream that?
CHANDLER: More importantly, was I any good?
RACHEL: Well, you were pretty damnedy good.
CHANDLER: Interesting, cause in my dreams, I´m allways surprisingly inadequate. [Monica pats him on his lap]
RACHEL: Well, last night you seemed to know your way around the table.
ROSS: I love it, when we share.
[Ross goes over to the counter. Chandler follows him.]
CHANDLER: You´re okay there?
ROSS: I can´t belive you two had sex in her dream.
CHANDLER: I´m sorry, it was a one-time-thing. I was very drunk and i was somebody else´s subconscious.
[Time lapse. Chandler is sitting on the table.]
CHANDLER: Hi Rachel.
RACHEL: Get off.