Ross: All right, you know what? If you are not going to learn how to ride this bike, then I'm sorry. I'm just gonna have to take it back.
Phoebe: What?! Why?!
Ross: Because! Because, it's... It'd be like you having this guitar and never playing it. Okay? this guitar wants to be played! And this bike wants to be ridden and, and if you don't ride it you're killing its spirit! (Pause) The bike is dying.
Phoebe: All right. If you care enough to make up that load of crap, okay.
Ross: Great! Great! You're making the bike very happy.
Phoebe: (Sarcastically) Okay, Ross! (Ross exits)
(To the bike) Please don't die!
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