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Rachel: (on the answering machine) Ross, hi. It’s me. I just got back on the plane. And I just feel awful. That is so not how I wanted things to end with us. It’s just that I wasn’t expecting to see you, and all of a sudden you’re there and saying these things… And… And now I’m just sitting here and thinking of all the stuff I should have said, and I didn’t. I mean, I didn’t even get to tell you that I love you too. Because of course I do. I love you. I love you. I love you. What am I doing? I love you! Oh, I’ve gotta see you. I’ve gotta get off this plane.

Ross: Oh my God!

Rachel: (on the answering machine) Excuse me?

Air stewardess: (on the answering machine) Miss? Please, sit down!

Rachel: (on the answering machine) I’m sorry. I’m really sorry, but I need to get off the plane, okay? I need to tell someone that I love love them.

Air stewardess: (on the answering machine) Miss, I can’t let you off the plane.

Ross: Let her off the plane!

Air stewardess: (on the answering machine) I am afraid you are gonna have to take a seat.

Rachel: (on the answering machine) Oh, please, miss, you don’t understand!

Ross: Try to understand!

Rachel: (on the answering machine) Oh, come on, miss, isn’t there any way that you can just let me off…

(The message is finished. Ross jumps over to the answering machine.)

Ross: No! No! Oh my God. Did she get off the plane? Did she get off the plane?

Rachel: I got off the plane.

Ross: You got off the plane.

(Source: ptrparker)

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