words in movies
Chandler: Wouldnt that be Frank the III?
Alice: Dont get me started. (To Phoebe) Anyway, umm, since there are three babies and umm, we both got to put our names in, we would be truly honoured if you named the other boy baby.
Emily: I left a bra drying on the shower rod, you dont think your son will think its yours and be horribly traumatised?
Ross: Ill be right there. (He goes over and opens the door to Carol, Susan, and Ben.) (To Ben.) Hello! (To Carol.) Hello! (To Susan.) Hey. Uhh, Emily, this is Carol and Susan.
Carol: Ohh, yknow, Susans gonna be shooting a commercial in London next week.
Susan: That would be great! Also, uh, I was hoping to catch a show so if you can make any suggestions
Joey: Oh well, hey, Joeys loveable too! But the thing about Joey is, if you need him, hell be there.
Chandler: Well, Chandler will be there for you too. I mean, well, he might be a little late, but-but, hell be there. And hell bring you some cold soda, if want you need him for is that youre really hot.
Rachel: Hey, Mon, if you were hoping to sleep with Joshua the first time tonight, which one of these would you want to be wearing. (Shes holding two frilly, lace nighties.)
Chandler: Okay, look, Joey! Come on, think about it, first of all, hell never be President. Theres never gonna be a President Joey.
Joshua: (getting up and backing away from they.) Is there ah, is there some way they can not be here. Its just ah, farm birds really kinda freak me out!
Joshua: Yeah, its-its my only weird thing, I swear. And I-I-I wouldve told you about it, but I didnt know they would be here.
Ross: Uh-huh. Uh-huh. Uh, by the by, did it uh, did it ever occur to you that, I dont know, maybe they might be having a little too much fun?
Joshua: Umm, this may be a little weird, but I-I-I got a date here.
Mr. Burgin: Well just grab some food and take it with us right upstairs, and well be right out of you hair.
Joshua: Oh, that-that would be great. So you didnt even get to Italy?
Mr. Burgin: Youll wear that. Well be eating, and of course, youll be wearing that.
Joey: Nah, youre not tall enough to be a Mark, but you might make a good Barney.
Chandler: Hey, look, this name has been holding me back my entire life. Okay, its probably why kids picked on me in school, and why I never do well with women So, as of 4 oclock tomorrow, Im either gonna be Mark Johnson or John Markson.
Monica: Oh, wow, so you're gonna be one of those "healthy, healthy, healthy guys"?
Chandler: Do you know which one you're gonna be?
Monica: Phoebe, you're gonna be with your grandma?
Phoebe: No, we were just laughing. You know, how laughter can be infectious.
Phoebe: Well, 'cause then they'd be like my mom used to make them, you know, before she died.
Mrs. Geller: No, I'd be hearing about 'Why didn't I get the honey-glazed ham?', I didn't spend enough on flowers, and if I spent more she'd be saying 'Why are you wasting your money? I don't need flowers, I'm dead'.
Chandler: Yeah, sure. What do you need? We got lace, satin, sateen, raffia, gingham, felt, (Pause) and I think my testacles may be in here too.
Ross: Okay, relax, relax. We are gonna be here for a while, it looks like, and we still have boyfriends and your career to cover.
Chandler: Well, my secretary is gonna be out for a couple of weeks. She is having one of her boobs redused. (Ross looks at her.) It's a whole big boob story.
Chandler: Ah, y'see, perfect might be a problem. Had you said 'co-dependent', or 'self-destructive'...
Chandler: Hey, look, I know what it is to be a friend, I just-I just screwed up!
Monica: So what are you gonna be?
Rachel: Well, for your information, Paolo is gonna be in Rome this New Year, so I'll be just as pathetic as the rest of you.
Monica: Ok, right about now the turkey should be crispy on the outside, juicy on the inside. Why are we standing here?
Ross: Okay, so I'm gonna be the only one standing there alone when the ball drops?
Max: It'd be even more exciting if we were going.
Joey: Ah, I'm gonna be one of his helpers. It's just such a slap in the face, y'know?
Janice: Oh my God. You listen to me, Chandler, you listen to me. One of these times is just gonna be your last chance with me. (She runs off)
Max: It won't be the same- but it'll still be Minsk. Happy New Year.(Walks off)
Mrs. Geller: I'm telling you, it's a wonder your mother turned out to be the positive, life-affirming person that she is.
Dick Clark: (on TV) In twenty seconds it'll be midnight...
Monica: He's coming. Be cool, be cool, be cool.
David: Right. But, see, the longer I waited, the more phenomenal the kiss had to be, and now we've reached a place where it's just gotta be one of those things where I just like... sweep everything off the table and throw you down on it. And, uh, I'm not really a, uh, sweeping sorta fella.
Monica: I wish all guys could be like him.
Joey: OK... my weirdest place would have to be... the women's room on the second floor of the New York CIty public library.
Ross: Well, Rachel moving to another country? Not being able to see her every day. How can I be okay with this?
Monica: No Joey! Chandler could be your assistant! See, he could answer all of your fan mail and stuff!
Mrs. Bing: She's supposed to be with you.
Chandler: Okay, bye, champ. Now, I know there's gonna be a lot of babes in San Diego, but remember, there's also a lot to learn.
Chandler: No, just knowing you're gonna be there is enough.
Phoebe: Thanks. Hi, um, 'kay. I'd like to start with a song that's about a man that I recently met, who's, um, come to be very important to me. (Monica gives her a look) 'Kay. (Sung:)
Mrs. Bing: Alright, well, be good, I love you. (Kisses him and goes to leave)
Phoebe: Shh! Doogie, shh! Doesn't anybody understand that I'm gonna be having babies soon? Huh? Go! Go little boy, go!
Carol: Yes, we certainly do, it's going to be...
Ross: Ok, what, what...ok, what did we think it was going to be?
Susan: Oh, well, is it what we thought it would be?
Joey: Whoa, store will be open tomorrow!
Joey: So what's it gonna be? (Monica whispers in Joey's ear. Ross gets up and waves arms frantically in protest)
Chandler: That would be no. Look, just because you played tonsil tennis with my mom doesn't mean you know her. Alright? Trust me, you can't talk to her.
Ross: Come here. (he hugs Rachel) Listen, you deserve so much better than him...you know, I mean, you, you, you should be with a guy who knows what he has when he has you.
Ross: (pulls Monica back) ...and I really think it should be me.
Rachel: No, I know, I know, and I'm sure your little boy is not going to grow up to be one.
Rachel: No. I just need to be by myself for a while, you know? I just got to figure out what I want
Ross: Uh, no, no, see, because not...not all guys are going to be a Paolo.
Rachel: Okay. 'Cause this is where I wanna be, okay? No more messing around. I don't wanna mess this up again.
Roger: You're so funny! He's really funny! I wouldn't wanna be there when when the laughter stops.
Mrs. Bing: You are gonna be fine, believe me.
Joey: Hi, uh, I'll be reading for the role of Mercutio.
Chandler: Joey, if I go first, I wanna be looking for my keys.
Rachel: Oh how can you possibly know? Look at this mess, Tag! I mean, this is what Im talking about! You have to be organized! Youve got newspapers! Youve got magazines! You gotOhh! (Finds a picture.) And who is this chippy? A little young for you Tag, but whatever.
Ross: You tryin' to be clever? A funny lady?
Rachel: You were supposed to be in there so I could see your thing!
Mrs. Tribbiani: Well don't be, because now everything's screwed up. I just want it the way it was.
Hums While He Pees: Hey uh, I dont mean to be presumptuous but I have these two tickets to the ballroom dancing finals tomorrow night if you want to go?
Phoebe: I don't know, I mean, he's a good person, and he can be really sweet, and in some ways I think he is so right for me, it's just... I hate that guy!
(Lorraine leaves. Joey shakes his head as though to say, 'It can't be the same Janice.' Janice enters.)
Ross: Uh, nothing, I'm sure they'll be impressed with your excellent compuper skills.
Joey: Uh, we might be leaving now.
Monica: I'll be right back.
Ross: Now that is funny. Hey, do you think...would it be too weird if I invited Carol over to join us? 'Cause she's, she's alone now, and pregnant, and, and sad.
Mrs. Tribbiani: Do you remember how your father used to be? Always yelling, always yelling nothing made him happy, nothing made him happy, not that wood shop, not those stupid little ships in the bottle, nothing. Now he's happy! I mean, it's nice, he has a hobby.
Rachel: Ok, Pheebs, you know what, if we had that, we wouldn't be doing the ritual in the first place.
Carol: That could be it.
Carol: Mushroom. Smile. They won't all be like this. Some women might even stay through dinner. Sorry, that's not funny
Phoebe: Never mind. But it was going to be really good.
Chandler: It doesn't matter. I just don't want to be one of those guys that's in his office until twelve o'clock at night worrying about the WENUS.
Monica: So great! He showed me where the restaurant's going to be. It's this, it's this cute little place on 10th Street. Not too big, not too small. Just right.
Janine: Yeah, well youd be better if you just loosened your hips a little.
Monica: I don't know. I don't know. It's just going to be so great!
Chandler: Can you believe it? I mean, don't I seem like somebody who should be doing something really cool? You know, I just always pictured myself doing something...something.
Joey: What's the big deal? You just say what you want to do to her. Or what you want her to do to you. Or what you think other people might be doing to each other. I'll tell you what. Just try something on me.
Joey: Why not? Come on! Just, just close your eyes and tell me what you'd like to be doing right now.
Monica: Guys, hurry up! The flight leaves in four hours! It could take time to get a taxi! There could be traffic! The plane could leave early! When we get to London, there could be a line at customs! Come on!! (She runs back to her apartment.)
Joey: Yeah well next thing you know, hell be telling you that your high heels are good for his posture!
Joey: Oh yeah-yeah. And I got the duck totally trained. Watch this. Stare at the wall. (The duck complies.) Hardly move. (The duck complies.) Be white. (The duck complies.)
Phoebe: I could be a secretary.
Ursula: Hi. Okay, will that be all?
Monica: Okay, look, this could be a really long game.
Chandler: You have every reason to be upset. We did lie. But only because we've been waiting and trying to have a baby for so long. Now we don't know how long it's gonna be before we can get another chance again.
Rachel: Well, isnt, isnt that gonna be weird?
Rachel: So, is this just gonna be you and Carol?
Ursula: Yeah. Okay great. Im gonna be over here. (She wanders away.)
Joey: If you go to a hotel you'll be...doing stuff. I want you right here where I can keep an eye on you.
Chandler: Yeah, listen, Joey isn't gonna be here tonight so why don't you come over and I'll let you uh, feel my bicep. Or maybe more.
Joey: So that if we went out on a date, shed be there.
Joey: You think it would be okay if I asked out your sister?
Susan: Oh, good. Thisll be fun.
Susan: I am supposed to be the mommy?
Phoebe: Ooh! Bath salts would be nice.
Phoebe: Well, what I really want is for my mom to be alive and enjoy it with me.
Jamie: This could be Gods way of telling us to eat at home.
Chandler: Y'know, I would be offended, but Monica is freakishly strong, so
Ross: Carol, honey, shhh, shhh, everythings gonna be alright.
Carol: What that woman... did. I am not doin that. Its just gonna have to stay in, thats all, everything will be the same, itll just stay in.
Ross: Im gonna be a father.
Rachel: (She comforts him too) Oh, youre gonna be great!
Mrs. Tribbiani: Me? I'm fine. Look, honey, in an ideal world, there'd be no her, and your father would look like Sting. And I'll tell you something else. Ever since that poodle-stuffer came along, he's been so ashamed of himself that he's been more attentive, he's been more loving... I mean, it's like every day's our anniversary.
ROSS: Look, do you love her? And you don't have to be too emphatic about this.
Joey: C'mon, you're going out with the guy! There's gotta be something wrong with him!
Ross: Oh, that'd be great! Okay, but if you do, make sure it seems like you're there to see him, okay, and you're not like doing it as a favour to me.