oss:</b> Oh, Rachel, I&#146;m-I&#146;m sorry.</p>

<p><b>Rachel:</b> It&#146;s okay. Sometimes, things don&#146;t work out the way you&#146;d
thought they would.</p>

<p><b>Ross:</b> Come here.</p>

<p>(They hug.)</p>

<p><b>Rachel:</b> (breaking the hug) Oh, hey, don&#146;t you have to go pick up Emily?</p>

<p><b>Ross:</b> Yeah. </p>

<p><b>Rachel:</b> Yeah.</p>

<p><b>Ross:</b> You okay?</p>

<p><b>Rachel:</b> Yeah! I got my girls.</p>

<p>(He leaves.)</p>

<p><b>Rachel:</b> Ugh. (She goes over and lays 