words in movies
Joey: Look, don't you think that will be a little weird?
Ross: Weird? What? What's weird? The only thing weird would be if someone didn't like Mexican food, because I'm making fajitas!! (Storms off.)
Monica: Thanks, that would be great. Hey, honey, wouldn't that be great?
Joey: Ah, can I just say I know we're doing this for Ross, and that's cool, but if it was up to me, this is not what we'd be doing on our first date.
Rachel: Well, what would we be doing?
Frank Jr.: Yeah, I really cherish these moments, 'cause before you know it, they're gonna be awake again.
Phoebe: Well, they may be a handful, but they're so cute.
Chandler: Hey, you must be Owen.
Joey: Dude, are you okay? And when are the fajitas gonna be ready?
Ross: Fajitas! Be careful, very hot plate, very hot plate!!
Phoebe: Okay, well, this is crazy. Can't seriously be talking about me taking one of your kids, can we?
Phoebe: Well, just you know, for argument's sake, you know, hypothetically. Which one would you be willing to give up?
Frank Jr.: Oh, you'd be getting a really good one. I mean, you know, he's really funny. Like, the other day he made up this joke.
Frank Jr.: Oh, no, no, you can't have Chandler, no. No, no. She's my little genius. I got big hopes for her. She's gonna be a doctor or a realtor..
Phoebe: I'm sorry, Frank. I didn't realise things were so bad. You know, I'll help out more. I can - I can babysit any time you want. You name the day, and I'll be there.
Phoebe: Well, that's not good. But you know, I can move some stuff around, and I'll be there. You and Alice just take the whole day together.
Ross (on the verge of tears): I'm sorry, it must be the pressure of entertaining. I think everyone would feel better if we had some flan.
Ross: Wasn't it? And you thought it would be awkward with Joey and that you never really liked Rachel.
Ross: Oh, oh. Of course. God, I'm so stupid. You guys are a couple now. I mean, you probably just want to be alone.
Rachel: Uh-huh. Okay. You know what, Joey, I don't think he's ever gonna be okay with this.
Ross: This is crazy. I mean, six years? And because of me you guys aren't gonna be together? Can I ask you something? Really, what is this thing with you and Rachel?
Ross: No, but I wanna be. Hey, I will be. Besides, I'm with Charlie, right? Oh my god, I'm still with Charlie, aren't I? I mean, she didn't see the dance, did she?
Ross: Yes, yes, fine, that is my penis. Can we be grown-ups now?
Joey: Well, how long do you think it'll be?
Joey: Chandler, I can't be playing games, Ross is gonna be home soon. And I have to write five whole pages if I'm gonna stick to his schedule.
Joey: Yeah and the most important thing is that it wont be some like, stranger up there who barely knows you. Itll be me! And I swear Ill do a really good job. Plus, yknow I love you guys and-and it would really mean a lot to me.
Monica: I'll meet somone else. There'll be other Alans.
Phoebe: Yeah, I dreamt that he saved me from a burning building and he was so brave and so strong! And its making me look at him totally differently. Yknow, I mean he used to be just, yknow Jack Geller Monica and Rosss dad and now hes hes Jack Geller, dream hunk."
Joey: Why do you have to break up with her? Be a man, just stop calling.
Chandler: Oh, yeah. I'd marry him just for his David Hasselhof impression alone. You know I'm gonna be doing that at parties, right? (Does the impression)
Ross: (on phone) Ok, bye. (hangs up) Well, Monica's not coming, it's just gonna be me and Rachel.
Barry: (answering the intercom) Be right there. (To Robbie and Rachel) Be back in a sec.
Monica: ...horribly attractive. I'll be shutting up now.
Phoebe Sr: Well, because youd be giving up a baby, and I-I really dontI dont know if theres anything I can say that could make you understand the pain of giving up a baby. So, umm, (Picks up a puppy in the box next to the couch.)
Ross: Yeah, uh, except for the red sock, which is still red. I'm sorry, please don't be upset, it could happen to anyone.
Janice: Ow. Um, it's just my lens. It's just my lens. I'll be right back.
Chandler: Oh please, could she be more out of my league? Ross, back me up here.
Phoebe: Oh, oh, but y'know, you always see these really beautiful women with these really nothing guys, you could be one of those guys.
Aurora: Don't worry. I imagine he'd be okay with you because really, he's okay with Ethan.
Ross: Oh, Im actually on my way to tell her right now. Yeah, shes been away all week visiting her parents, but shell be cool. I mean, shes been so supportive. She-she even got the baby a tiny T-shirt that says, Fossils are my friends.
Ross: So Pheebs, how long is your mom gonna be with us?
Rachel: No. No, no, I'm not ready! How can I be ready? "Hey, Rach! You ready to jump out the airplane without your parachute?" Come on, I can't do this!
Joey: Oh. Well, the way I see it, the guy's upset here, y'know? I mean, his wife's dead, his brother's missing... I think his butt would be angry here.
Aurora: (getting up and dressing) I'm sorry. He'll be waiting for me.
Rachel: Oh, Joey, you know what, no-one is gonna be able to tell.
Joey: Itll be great! We-we could talk, and play games! Huh? This could be our chance to like renew our friendship.
Ross: But, um... I don't think that's going to be you.
Monica: And that would be?
Rachel: Yes, yes, it does. Okay, look, the restaurant called, they wanna know if you're gonna be showing up for work?
Rachel: Well, the cat... the cat turned out to be Paolo's cat!
Ross: No, no, that's not where I was going. Er, if you get in the... way, of us becoming a thing, then I would be, well, very sad.
Shelley: Question. You're not dating anybody, are you, because I met somebody who would be perfect for you.
Rachel: Um... yeah. Well, I mean, when I first met you, y'know, I thought maybe, possibly, you might be...
Ross: You're gonna be an aunt.
Mr. Geller: I wanna be buried at sea, it looks like fun.
Mr. Geller: Listen to me! When my time comes, I wanna be buried at sea.
Chandler: I'm telling ya! It's gonna happen. Next year it's gonna be you, me and the little Hemingway Bing. (pause) What, he's my favourite author!
Chandler: Yeah, well I dont think you can make that statement, unless youve been kicked in an area that God only meant to be treated nicely.
Chandler: Well, you may wanna rethink the dirty underwear. This is basically the first time she's gonna see your underwearyou want it to be dirty?
Dr. Long: We are moving along, just slowly. (Rachel lies back and sighs.) Dont worry, youre doing great. Ill be back soon. (Exits.)
Mrs. Geller: It really was. Oh, c'mere, sweetheart. (Hugs her) Y'know, I think it might be time for you to start using night cream.
RICHARD: Ooh, then I guess the panty raid last night was totally uncalled for. Ok, I am going to take a shower and today I will be singing Jim Crochee's Leroy Brown.
Ross: (hugs him) And listen, man, if you wanna be gay, be gay. Doesn't matter to me.
Ross: That little naked guy would be me.
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)
Monica: He's coming. Be cool, be cool, be cool.
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...
Max: It won't be the same- but it'll still be Minsk. Happy New Year.(Walks off)
Mrs. Bing: She's supposed to be with you.
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: Alright, well, be good, I love you. (Kisses him and goes to leave)
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:)
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.
Joey: Whoa, store will be open tomorrow!
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: So what's it gonna be? (Monica whispers in Joey's ear. Ross gets up and waves arms frantically in protest)
Roger: You're so funny! He's really funny! I wouldn't wanna be there when when the laughter stops.
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.
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.
Rachel: Okay. 'Cause this is where I wanna be, okay? No more messing around. I don't wanna mess this up again.
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.
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.
Ross: You tryin' to be clever? A funny lady?
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?
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.
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!
Joey: Uh, we might be leaving now.
(Lorraine leaves. Joey shakes his head as though to say, 'It can't be the same Janice.' Janice enters.)
Carol: Mushroom. Smile. They won't all be like this. Some women might even stay through dinner. Sorry, that's not funny