words in movies
Ross: Marcel. Bring me the rice, c'mon. Bring me the rice, c'mon. Good boy. Good boy. C'mere, gimme the rice. (Marcel brings the rice) Thank you, good boy. Well, I see he's finally mastered the difference between 'bring me the' and 'pee in the'. (Rachel ignores him) 'Bring me the' and- Rach?
Ross: Alright, I've gotta go. C'mon, Marcel! C'mon! We're gonna go take a bath. Yes we are, aren't we? Yes, we are.
Rachel: Now, now the one in the feather boa, that's Dr. Francis. Now, she used to be a man. Okay, now look, see, there's Raven. We hate her. We're glad she's dying. Okay- (Marcel pushes down a cushion to reveal a shoe) Wh- wh- Marcel, are you playing with Monica's shoes? You know you're not supposed to pl- whoah. Marcel, did you poo in the shoe? (Takes the shoe into the kitchen) Marcel, bad monkey! Oh! Oh! (She notices the newsletter and taps the contents of the shoes onto it, then folds it shut) Sorry, Barry. Little engagement gift. I'm sure you didn't register for that. (She leaves the apartment holding the newsletter at arm's length. However, she leaves the door open. Marcel runs out in the opposite direction. There is a shot from the TV and Rachel runs back in) Who died? Who died? Roll him over! Oh, c'mon, roll him over! Oh...! Well, we know it wasn't Dexter, right Marcel? Because- (Looks down and notices he is missing) Marcel? Marc- (Notices the open door)
Rachel: C'mon, you guys, what're we gonna do, what're we gonna do?
Rachel: Oh, my, God, c'mon, you guys! He's gonna be home any minute! He's gonna kill me!
Ross: Are you insane? C'mere, Marcel, c'mon. (Marcel starts to go to him)
Rachel: Oh, c'mon, Luisa!
Rachel: Alright. In high school I was the prom queen and I was the homecoming queen and the class president and you... were also there! But if you take this monkey, I will lose one of the most important people in my life. You can hate me if you want, but please do not punish him. C'mon, Luisa, you have a chance to be the bigger person here! Take it!
Rachel: Oh, Ross, c'mon. It's my fault, I almost lost your...
Joey: Strip joint! C'mon, you're single! Have some hormones!
Monica: C'mon, you can't live off your parents your whole life.
Ross: C'mon, cut. Cut, cut, cut,...
Barry: C'mon in.
Monica: C'mon!
Chandler: (trying to stop Ross leaving) C'mon, Ross! You, me, Joey, ice, guys' night out, c'mon, whaddya say, big guy, (Pretending to punch him in the stomach.) Huh? Huh? Huh?
Joey: C'mon, Ross!
Joanne: C'mon, this is us.
Joey: C'mon, sit. Just sit down, sit.
Rachel: So c'mon, you guys, tell me all the dirt!
Rachel: Oh, c'mon. She's a person, you can do it!
Ross: C'mon! C'mon!
Monica: We're kidding. C'mon, tell us!
All: Yeah! C'mon!
Ross: C'mon, seriously, Joey, what's the part?
Chandler: C'mon, we're roommates! (He goes into the bathroom, screams, and runs back out.) My eyes!! My eyes!!
Chandler: C'mon, we're great together, why not?
Rachel: (talking on the phone) C'mon Daddy, listen to me! All of my life, everyone has always told me, 'You're a shoe! You're a shoe, you're a shoe, you're a shoe!'. And today I just stopped and I said, 'What if I don't wanna be a shoe? What if I wanna be a- a purse, y'know? Or a- or a hat! No, I don't want you to buy me a hat, I'm saying that I am a ha- It's a metaphor, Daddy!
Phoebe: Well, c'mon, if it's important enough to discuss while I'm playing, then I assume it's important enough for everyone else to hear!
Mr. Geller: C'mon, you'll make a day of it! You'll rent a boat, pack a lunch...
Joey: C'mon, she's your mom!
Ross: C'mon, this was a pact! This was your pact!
Ross: Thank you. (She walks off) C'mon, Marcel, whaddya say you and I do a little mingling? (Marcel runs off) Alright, I'll, uh... catch up with you later.
Mrs. Bing: Oooh, c'mon, shut up, it's fun. Gimme a hug. (They both sit down) Well, I think we're ready for some tequila.
Joey: C'mon! Just try to picture her not pregnant, that's all.
Roger: That's tough. Tough stuff. C'mon, Pheebs, we're gonna catch that movie, we gotta get going.
Joey: C'mon, you're going out with the guy! There's gotta be something wrong with him!
Rachel: Oh, Monica, c'mon, you do cool things.
Rachel: C'mon up.
Mrs. Bing: No, really, c'mon. You're smart, you're sexy...
Monica: C'mon up.
Monica: Oh, c'mon in.
Ross: C'mon, Chandler, I love your mom. I think she's a blast.
RACHEL: What? C'mon, talk to me.
PHOEBE: Oh, c'mon, like you tell me everything.
RACHEL: Hey, c'mon, cut it out.
ALL: C'mon. Let her. Yeah.
Joey: Sandy! Hi! C'mon in! (She enters, followed by a young boy and a younger girl)...You brought your kids.
MNCA: C'mon give me five more. Five more.
JOEY: C'mon show us what you bought. . . You know you want to.
FBOB: Hey, so what'd I miss, what'd I miss, c'mon?
ROSS: C'mon, just tell me, please, please.
ROSS: Oh c'mon. Maybe you're just, uhhh... paying your dues.
JOEY: Hey Erica, c'mon in.
Joey: I play Al Pacino's butt. All right? He goes into the shower, and then- I'm his butt. Monica: (trying not to laugh) Oh my God. Joey: C'mon, you guys. This is a real movie, and Al Pacino's in it, and that's big! Chandler: Oh no, it's terrific, it's- it's- y'know, you deserve this, after all your years of struggling, you've finally been able to crack your way into show business. Joey: Okay, okay, fine! Make jokes, I don't care! This is a big break for me! Ross: You're right, you're right, it is.
SUSIE: C'mon.
MR. GELLER: C'mon kid, let's go.
ALL: Oh yeah we do. C'mon.
SUSIE: C'mon hurry, hurry.
ROSS: C'mon Monica, do it. Hey, you guys, um, Monica has some news.
MR. GELLER: Well, c'mon. Don't ya want to find out?
RACHEL: C'mon touch it.
RACHEL: C'mon, I'm not saying it was a bad movie, I'm just saying, you know, it was a little. . . hard to follow.
ROSS: C'mon, what's his name?
MR. GELLER: C'mon, tell us.
ROSS: C'mon, what, you never think about our future?
MR. GELLER: C'mon, it's my birthday.
CHANDLER: Bit country? C'mon in here you roomie.
CHANDLER: Oh, oh, c'mon in.
JOEY'S CO-STAR: Why not? You hate park views and high ceilings? C'mon I'll show you the kitchen.
Joey (to Chandler): Look, c'mon, please? It's not like I'm asking for some crazy favour. This is what I do for a living. I am a professional actor! (he glances at his watch and sees the time) Oh, man, I'm two hours late for work! (he stands, ready to go). Look, here's a copy of my reels. It's got all the commercials that I've been in.
RACHEL: Oh c'mon Joey, we care about you.
RACHEL: Oh honey, are you jealous of Paolo? Oh, c'mon, I'm so much happier with you than I ever was with him.
ROSS: C'mon.
RACH: What? [looks, feigns indifference] C'mon you guys, I don't care, I have a date tonight.
Ross: Oh c'mon! When we were kids, yours was the only Raggedy Ann doll that wasn't raggedy!
BIG BULLY: C'MON!
ROSS: Yeah, c'mon I mean I though, you know, I thought we're just foolin' around. Like when, uh, when we were kids.
Rachel: C'mon Daddy, listen to me! It's like, it's like, all of my life, everyone has always told me, 'You're a shoe! You're a shoe, you're a shoe, you're a shoe!'. And today I just stopped and I said, 'What if I don't wanna be a shoe? What if I wanna be a- a purse, y'know? Or a- or a hat! No, I'm not saying I want you to buy me a hat, I'm saying I am a ha- It's a metaphor, Daddy!
RICHARD: Woah, woah, no wait a minute now. C'mon it's your turn. Oh c'mon. Ya know, I don't need the actual number, just a ballpark.
SECURITY GUARD: C'mon people, back up please, back up, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon.
MONICA: Huuh, alright, Danny Arshak, ninth grade. Oh, c'mon Rach, you know the bottle was totally pointing at me.
LITTLE BULLY: Look, here's what we'll do. We'll put all keys and watches in the hat over there. Alright. [they all put their keys and watches in the hat and put it on a mail box] Alright, c'mon man, let's do this.
PHOEBE: C'mon, happy family gets a dog, frontier fun.
Mrs. Bing: No. Because I know how to write men that women fall in love with. Believe me, I cannot sell a Paolo. People will not turn three hundred twenty-five pages for a Paolo. C'mon, the guy's a secondary character, a, y'know, complication you eventually kill off.
Mr. Geller: C'mon kid, let's go.
All: Oh yeah we do. C'mon.
Monica: C'mon Chandler, I think we have been given an opportunity. I mean, the mistake has already been made. They are writing up the paper right now.
Rachel: Alright, c'mon! (Miserably) Let's play Twister!
Joey: C'mon, you guys. This is a real movie, and Al Pacino's in it, and that's big!
ROSS: C'mon, you know everyone I've been with. All, both of them.
Ross: C'mon, you get the idea, ow-ow-ow we'll make our money back in no time!
Roger: Aaaah, what's wrong, c'mon. (Pats his leg. She lies down and rests her head in his lap)
RACH: Oh yeah, c'mon, I'm movin' on. He can press her up against that window as much as he wants. For all I care, he can throw her through the damn thing.
RACHEL: No, no, I mean, no, c'mon you guys, I mean, c'mon look it's only eleven thirty. Let's just talk, we never just hang out and talk anymore.
MONICA: I wanna buy 5 shares of SGJ and I wanna buy them now. C'mon time is money my friend. Thank you. Wooo.
Joey: Please, c'mon, you're the smartest person I know and I really like this girl, ok, I don't wanna lose her.
Monica: C'mon guys, it'll be fun!
Ross: C'mon you guys, this is really important to us.
Phoebe: C'mon Mike, you can beat her! Knock that dog off her head!
PHOEBE: C'mon you guys. It's a known fact that lobsters fall in love and mate for life. You know what, you can actually see old lobster couples walkin' around their tank, ya know, holding claws like. . .
Chandler: C'mon, I'll show you to my room. ...That sounds so weird when it's not followed by "No thanks, it's late."
Rachel: Ross, c'mon, please. Can we just get out of here, before somebody else gets hurt?
Ross: C'mon! This looks good!
CHANDLER: OK, well that's the part where I'm a wank. But I was hoping we wouldn't focus on that. [Joey goes to his room and shuts the door] Hey, c'mon man, I said I was sorry like a hundred times, I promise I will never take it off my. . . [notices the bracelet is missing from his wrist] wrist. But if, if you want to stay in there and be mad, you know, you just uh, you stay in there. [he starts searching the room, lifting up the couch cushions]
MONICA: C'mon. Keeps his fingers to himself and he's always minty fresh.
Rachel: Oh, Ross, c'mon, please! Don't make this harder than it already is!
MR. GELLER: C'mon Rich, it's my birthday, let me live vicariously.
PHOEBE: [cutting Mrs. Greene off] Ha-ha, that's great, ha-ha. I can't wait to hear the rest of it, ya know, but I really have to go to the bathroom so... Hey, come with me. Yeah, yeah, it'll be like we're gal pals, ya know, like at a restraunt. Oh, it'll be fun, c'mon. [they go in the bathroom]
[Scene: Chandler and Joey's apartment. Chandler is answering the door in his robe.] CHAN: No, no, no, no, no, no [opens door to Monica] No. Monica, it's Sunday morning. I'm not running on a Sunday. MNCA: Why not? CHAN: Because it's Sunday. It's God's day. MNCA: OK, if you say stop, then we stop. CHAN: OK, stop. MNCA: No, c'mon, we can't stop, c'mon, we've got three more pounds to go. I am the energy train and you are on board. Woo-woo, woo-woo, woo-woo [Chandler walks out of the apartment, leaving Monica] Woo. [Scene: Rachel and Monica's apartment. Rachel is taking asprin. Ross enters.] ROSS: Hey Rach. RACH: Ahhhh. ROSS: Oh. And how was the date? RACH: Umm, I think there was a restaurant... I know there was wine. . . [Rachel looks at Ross as though she remembers something, but can't place what it is.]