words in movies
PHOEBE: Yeah, eight of them. That's 56 to him. You know also, if, if it's raining, you can't let him look up too long 'cause that cone'll fill up really really fast.
BIG BULLY: No, you can't use your watch.
Joey: Uhm... ok... uhm... Well, yeah... You have got some nerve, coming back here. I can't believe you never called me.
Ross: Okay, 'you' can't, or (Points to Chandler) you can't? (Chandler grabs his finger) Okay, that's my finger. (Chandler twists it and Ross goes down on one knee) That's, that's my knee. (To Central Perk) Still doing the play. Aaah!
Phoebe: (entering with Rachel) and I-I can't take it! Y'know? I'm just, always afraid one of them is gonna catch me with the other one. It's making me crazy.
ROSS: No see now, now I can't because uh, I'm feeling too self conscious.
Steve: Well then you can't have any. (she grabs for the package, and it breaks open. Gummi-bears fly everywhere, some into the punch bowl on the table.) Bear overboard! I think he's drowning. (he throws some Sugar-O's into the punch bowl) Hey fellows! Grab on a Sugar-O... save yourself! (Mimicking the bears) "Help! I'm drowning! Help!"
JOEY: It's my VISA bill. Envelope one of two. That can't be good.
ROSS: No, no, Pheebs, we can't, ok, because--
RACH: [obviously drunk] I mean, it's a cat, y'know, it's a cat. Why can't they get one of those bugs, y'know, one of those fruitflies, those things that live for like a day or something? [belligerently] What're they called, what're they called, what're they called?
Monica: I can't believe Phoebe's gonna have her babies!
Phoebe: Fine. But you can't help me develop my new universal language.
Rachel: What? Oh, I'm sorry, I can't, I'm busy.
Rachel: Why don't you just marry her? Oh no, wait a minute you can't, I'm sorry I forgot, she's not a lesbian.
MONICA: Oh my God, I can't believe what I'm getting ready to say. I wanna have a baby, but I don't wanna have one with someone who doesn't really wanna have one.
Rachel: Okay, wait a minute. Wait a minute, I-I-I, I can't do this. Listen honey, this is, it's not Phoebe's fault. She lent me the earrings, and I lost it. I'm so sorry. Honey, I feel terrible too. (Holds out her arms for a hug.)
Joey: (approvingly) Oh! ok, yeah, I think I can do that. Yeah ok, there's this party scene coming up.. and Olivia and her husband are there and all Drake wants to do is grab her and kiss her, but he can't... And that makes me think about all those times when I wanted to grab you and kiss you, but you didn't know so I would just pretend everything was cool, but really, it was killing me.
MONICA: I can't believe you're dressing up for him. I mean, you're just, you're setting yourself up all over again.
Joey: But you can't stay with Phoebe, Ross! We're-we're roomies!
Chandler: I can't believe you would actually say that. I would much rather be Mr.Peanut than Mr.Salty.
Phoebe: Yeah well, "excuse me, I ordered the smoked salmon appetizer, but (peering through her spectacles) I can't see it, I can't see it"!
Chandler: No-no-no! I am the king of bad Thanksgivings. You can't just swoop in here with your bad marriage and take that away from me.
(The party falls flat. Chandler tries to think of a witticism, but even he can't help...)
Monica: Hello...? Oh hi... Oh my God...! Really...? I can't wait to tell Chandler... Ok, goodbye. (hangs up)
Chandler: Well, I can't believe I've been here almost seven seconds and you haven't asked me how my date went.
Charlie: Oh I can't... I have seminars all day and I promised Ross I would look at his speech.
Joey: I can't! It-it's stuck!
MONICA: So you can't lose, it's there in the title. Wonderfullness is baked right in.
Ross: I can't belive you two had sex in her dream.
Monica: (to Ross) I can't believe you did that.
Monica: I can't believe he did this.
Janice: Uh-oh-okay. Uh-oh-okay. I know what you all are thinking. But Chandler is in Yemen! I'm a young woman! I have needs! I can't wait forever!
Rachel: I can't go to my own prom without a date, I can't, it's too late.
Rachel: Ohh, he's married! Ross is married. I can'tI still can't believe it. (Rachel grabs the picture from Monica)
Phoebe: Oh wait! That can't be the one Rachel's talking about. She didn't even know that happened. So which one was it?
Joey: (charmed, but then recoiling) NO, NO! It can't happen at all!
Chandler: I can't believe she can out run you man!
Phoebe: Oh, okay, umm, hi kids! Um, it's me, Aunt Phoebe. I can't wait to see you. Please don't hurt me!
Rachel: Okay. Oh, uh, wait a minute, y'know what? I uh, I can't decide this. Umm, okay, just hold on a second.
Monica: No! Rachel, you didn't find anyone so you can't tell him.
Monica: Okay. I-I can't watch. (Leaves as sits down to read the paper.)
Phoebe: (Grabs the pictures) Oh! Here we all are! Yeah, there's Ross and Joey and you and me. (She picks up a magic marker and draws herself in. Monica can't watch.)
Frank: I can't believe there's somebody coming out of you right now. There's somebody coming out of you! Is it? Is it? It's my son.
Monica: What?! You can'twhat did you tell her?
Ross: All right Emily, as much as I love you, I'm sorry, I can't move to London without Ben.
Rachel: Oh, god, I can't believe one of us actually has one of these.
Phoebe: I can't ask him! Do you have any idea how inappropriate that would be?! All I'm saying is just talk to Frank. Okay? Just, y'know, feel him out!
Phoebe: Oh, I can't believe you called her fat.
Monica: A Magic Eight ball?! You can't be serious, you can't make this decision with a toy!
Ross: No. No. You-you can't help. I mean, I kinda have to do this without your help.
Ross: I can't believe you let George Michael slap you.
[They start to kiss. They try to get each other's shirts off but can't get the buttons undone.]
Chandler: (jumping on the bed) I can't believe it! We're here!
Ross: Okay, I uh, I can't see you anymore.
Phoebe: Wait, you can't take the money out.
Rachel: Yeah, I know. It's ridiculous! I can't see you either.
Chandler: No-no-no-no-no! You can't!
Gunther: You can't.
JOEY: Hey, uh, you can't recycle yearbooks, can you?
Ross: (on phone) I know I miss you too. I can't wait to see you. I love you. Bye. (Hangs up.)
Emily: You obviously can't keep away from her.
Monica: All right, Rachel, I know-I know you think I'm crazy, please, before you tell him you love him, just-just try to find one person who thinks this is a good idea. Because I bet you, you can't.
Chandler: I can't believe this.
Monica: You said you loved me! I can't believe this!
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]
Rachel: (entering, angrily) Ugh, that was so embarrassing! I can't believe you let me go on and on like that!
Ross: And it can't be Joey.
MNCA: But I'm gonna be there... for the rest of my life. I mean, I can't break up with him. I'm the one who made him quit drinking. He's dull because of me.
Chandler: Well, why can't you do them tomorrow?
Joey: Well you gotta kiss someone, you can't kiss your sister.
Ross: I can't believe this is happening.
Gunther: Oh, Ross? Ross! You can't put up flyers in here.
Phoebe: All right, I can't sit here anymore. I have to walk places. (She puts on her fur coat.)
Ross: Well, you can't know where I am all the time. Look, this marriage is never gonna work if you don't trust me.
Phoebe: (overemphasizing) Mmmmmm! Everything smells so delicious! You know, I can't remember a time I smelt such a delicious combination of (Monica signals her to stop) of, OK, smells.
Phoebe: Okay, stop! Larry, okay, can't you just be Larry and not Larry the health inspector guy? Y'know I mean it was really exciting at first but now it's like, okay, so where are we gonna eat ever?
Monica: No, they gave us glasses with lipstick on them! I mean, if they didn't change the glasses, who knows what else they didn't change. (He glares at her.) Come on sweetie, I just want this weekend to be perfect, I mean we can change rooms, can't we?
Joey: Yeah, it was! All right, listen, I can't
Ross: I can't catch a break!
Monica: You can't fire me. I make your decisions and I say, "I'm not fired!" Ha!
Chandler: Yeah, we were just talking about that. I can't believe how stupid we used to look. (They both quickly push their sleeves over their elbows.)
Phoebe: But, can't you leave the dollar? This money is for the poor.
Joey: That part was perfect for me! I can't believe I didn't get it!
Phoebe: Now, that's trash. Young lady, you can't (The lady ignores her and walks off.) Hey! Stop that young lady, she donated trash!
Phoebe: That chick can't handle my corner.
Ross: Well, everyone's gotta kiss someone. You can't kiss Ross you got the history.
Chandler: Y'know, I can't believe I'm getting my nails done! And you said it was gonna be fun! (pause) Which it kinda is. Also, you said there would be other guys here. There are no other guys here!
Ross: In fact, I'll bet you 50 bucks that you can't go the whole year without making fun of us. Eh, y'know what, better yet? A week.
(He goes to pull up his pants, but can't seem to get them past his knees. He frantically tries to pull them up to no avail. Panic sets in.)
Mike: You can't keep a rat in your appartment! They're extremely unsanitary, and they transmit leptospirosis and hantavirus.
(Monica does a fake laugh. For the laughs, you'll have to see the episode. I can't describe them.)
Cynthia: I can't believe you thought that you were going to video tape us having sex on the first date! (She storms away and Rachel enters to confront Joey.)
Joey: I can't tell you what I know.
Rachel: Oh no, I can't tell you until you tell me what you know.
Rachel: Well then I can't tell you what I know.
Phoebe: No, I can't talk to you! I don't have a fancy ad in the Yellow Pages!
Rachel: I can't believe you would say that!
Monica: I can't believe we've never done this before! It's sooo good! So good for Monica!
Monica: I can't believe you let them win!
Both: We can't do that. (They separate.)
Chandler: And, I want you to remember that I gave you twenty (counts his money) seven dollars. No strings attached. Now, if you can't remember that, I think we should write it downlet's write it down!
Ross: ...I'll go. Let's start with the way he kept picking at- no, I'm sorry, I can't do this, can't do this. We loved him.