Phoebe: Okay, goodbye, little monkey guy. All right, I wrote you this poem. Okay, but don't eat it till you get on the plane. 再见,猴子小伙。好的,我会给你写诗的。好吧,上飞机后才能吃它。
Chandler: Oh, uh, that would be mine. See, I wrote a note to myself, and then I realized I didn't need the note, so I balled it up and......now I wish I was dead. 噢,呃,应该是我的,我写给自己一张便条,后来觉得自己不需要了,于是将它揉成纸团,现在我希望我已经死了。
Lysa, you wrote me about the Lannisters, 莱莎,你写信说到兰尼斯特