words in movies
ROSS: Come on, don't do this.
JOEY: What? I have seven Catholic sisters. I've taken care of hundreds of kids. Come on, we wanna do it, don't we?
RACHEL: Ok, ok, so you're not a fan, but I mean, come on, you cannot do this to her.
RACHEL: Come on, Terry, I'll even clean the cappuccino machine.
CHANDLER: (on pay phone) Come on, pick up, pick up! Hello? Transit Authority? Yes, hello. I'm doing research for a book, and I was wondering what someone might do if they left a baby on a city bus. Yes I do realize that would be a very stupid charact er.
MONICA: Aw, my little nephew. Come here, little one. There's my little baby Ben. Hey, my little boy. Hey, he's not crying.
ROSS: Ohhh. Big boy, riding the bus--Hey, I have a question. How come it says Property of Human Services on his butt?
ROSS: Will you hold Ben for a sec? Come here. Come here.
Chandler: Okay, look, Joey! Come on, think about it, first of all, hell never be President. Theres never gonna be a President Joey.
Chandler: Well, if were gonna do that we should come up with some kind of order. Yknow alphabetically or by genre?
Phoebe: Okay. (Starts running crazily with her arms flapping and her legs far apart) Come on! That's not running! Let's go! (Rachel pauses, then follows, embarrassed.)
Joey: Hey! How come my plate's less fancy then everyone else's? Do you not trust me with a fancy plate?
Ross: Oh come on! Here we go! (picks her up and puts her in the chair) Stand by for mission countdown!
Mike: Oh she's my girlfriend. That's not just how we do it here. I got to get a break and when we come back we've got Kennethsinging "I touch myself"...I'm not here to judge!
Mr. Treeger:: You think you could make a mess and the big man in coveralls will come in here and clean it up, huh? Well, why dont think of someone else for a change?
Joey: Hey, dont get religious on me, ok. (Ross looks a little confused.) A guy in your position needs to be a little better at relaxing. You know. Why do you think we have the comfortable chairs? Huh...come here sit down. (Ross sits down.) Ready? (Joey flips the foot rest up.) Ahh!! (He reclines the chair fully.) Ohh, yeah!! Huh?!
Joey: Come on Treeger, dont say that. You just ahh, you just need more practice. Here, come on, lets ahh, lets try it again. Come on. (they start dancing again) Plus, it was, it was probably mostly my fault, anyway. I mean, yknow, Im not really that comfortable dancing with a(Treeger throws him) We-he!! Hey!
Chandler: Oh come on you big faker!
Krista: Here, I'll get it. (She grabs a napkin and tries to wipe it up. The thing that gets the rest of the gang going is that she's whipping awfully close to his crotch. In fact, she is whipping his crotch. Chandler's about to come out of his chair.)
CHANDLER: So um, how come you guys haven't talked about this before?
MONICA: Ross, come sign this birthday card for dad. Rich is gonna be here any minute.
Joey: Hey! I did not cry my eyes out!! Come on! Its like the end of an era! No more J-man and Channies!!
Phoebe: Okay, lesson one: chords. Now, I don't know the actual names of the chords but umm, I-I-I made up names for the way my hand looks while I'm doing them. (She starts to show Joey the chords. Transcribers Note: For this one you'll have to use your imagination, 'cause it would take me 50 pages to describe each one. So if you want to see them, you'll have to wait for this episode to come to a TV near you.) (Holding up her hand and then reconfiguring her hand with each name.) So then, this is Bear Claw. Okay, umm, Turkey Leg and Old Lady. (Joey tries to imitate them.)
Monica: (entering from her bedroom) Okay, sperm donor number 03815, come on down! Okay, he's 6'2", 170 pounds, and he describes himself as a male Geena Davis.
Rachel: Ohh-ho-hooohhh. The hair comes out, and the gloves come on.
Joey: All right, come on look, Ross can take care of himself! Its not like hes Chandler!
Monica: All right, listen up. There is usually only one dress in each size so when they open those doors, fan out. Now, this is what youre looking for! (Holds up a picture of it.) Memorize it! When you locate the dress, blow on these. All right? (She passes out whistles to them.) Three short blasts, when you hear it. Come running.
Joey: Ohh, well, thats ok then. But, okay my towels for instance. I come in to the bathroom here and my towel is not on the floor where keep it. Its up here on some hook..and smells different.
Monica: Ross, could you come and help me with the spaghetti, please?
Joshua: I invested in this night-club and its opening tonight, would you like to come?
Ross: Look, I'm sorry to hear about your tragedy, ok? But the swings are perfectly safe, and besides Emma loves them. You know what, you should come with us and you'll see!
All: Oh, come on! Come on!
Rachel: Come on! You guys can pee standing up.
Rachel: Okay, but Monica, what if- what if it doesn't come together?
Woman: Yeah, well, I had a 24-inch waist. You lose things. Now come on, get outta my way.
Joey: Come on, we were great together. And not just at the fun stuff, but like, talking too.
Joey: Come on, they're close.
Rachel: Come on, show me.
Ross: Eh, cause I knew that if I told you, youd make me go, and I knew you needed someone to be with you tonight. Come on. Come on.
Erica: Yeah, you know, maybe I ate too much. I keep getting these stomach aches. They come and go like every few minutes.
Joey: We, we come back from our walk and the- the phone was ringing...
Chandler: Oh come on, by age seven kids have already seen orgies. (They both look at him.) Was it just me?!
Rachel: Oh come on, I already went.
All: Come on.
Ross: Come on.
Ross: Come here, Marcel. Sit here. (Marcel wanders off)
Joey: What do you mean? I can do anything, I'm a chameleon! Huh? (he mimes an old man with a beard) I'm old! (then he yawns) I'm tired! (then he mimes someone who's hot...) Hey, I'm hot (...and cold) I'm cold!! Huh?? Come on! What can't I do?
Ross: (jealous) So, um... where did Paolo come from?
Phoebe: Yeah. Oh, can I come?
Ross: Shh! (singing) Here we come, walkin' down the street, get the funniest looks from, everyone we meet. Hey, hey! (to Carol) Hey, uh, did you just feel that?
Ross: Here we come, walkin' down thethis doesn't smell like Mom's.
Ross: You come out there, you're a dead man.
Joey: You can come in, but your filter-tipped little buddy has to stay outside!
Joey: Come on. Come on. Alright, ready, look! (in a low voice) Oh... Ross.... you get me so hot. I want your lips on me now.
Phoebe: Come on, you know, Thanksgiving. Ooh, you got the bigger half. What'd you wish for?
Phoebe: Where? (Turns to face him) Ooh, come to Momma.
Joey: Eww! Look, I'm asking a favor here. If I do this for her brother, maybe Angela will come back to me.
Chandler: Well, I think you need to come out of your shell just a little.
Ross: Hey Pheebs, what 'cha reading? (Phoebe ignores him) Pheebs? (Turns away) Hello? (He sits down next to her and she moves over a bit.) Phoebe? (He moves closer and she keeps moving away.) Phoe-Phoebe! (They end up hanging over the arm rest.) Come on! (He grabs the magazine away from her.)
Phoebe: Come on, do it.
Phoebe: Rachel, come here. (Rachel walks over to Phoebe. Chandler sits down on the lounge-chair.) Okay, I was just starting to take my Thanksgiving nap, and I had another dream about Jack.
Phoebe: Yeah, you can't do that! Oh, come on Mike, strap on a pair.Why don't you just tell her that we got back together. You know, women appreciate honesty. We also appreciate gentle spanking once in a while. Just F.Y.I.
Monica: I'm not really here. Just thought I'd drop these off...on the way.. my way... Do you come here a lot? Without me?
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:)
Ross: Oh-oh-okay, but-but I know, that even though I've been a-a complete idiot up 'til now, I mean, I mean you-you-you have to come here. You have to come here so we can work this out.
Richard: And-and then I sneak out and before Monica can her parents come in.
Sarah: Really! Now this all better be here when I come back. (puts her plate back at her side of the table)
Carol: Hey hey, come on in!
[Scene: Chandler, Joey, and Ross's, Joey is snoozing with Hugsy, his bedtime penguin pal and Chandler and Monica come storming in.]
Monica: Where are you guys going? Come on, one more game!
(Joey and Chandler come back)
Ross: Come on, two on one.
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!
Monica: Rach, come see who's out here!
Chandler: (sarcastically) Oh, come on tell me. I could use another reason why women won't look at me.
Joey: Then you gotta come clean with Ma! This is not right!
Rachel: Okay Bobby, why dont we just come over here and let them have a little moment. (Drags Bobby away from Joey and Dina.)
Chandler: All right, wait! Come on! Just wait one second! There has to be something that I can do! Something! If we still had that entertainment unit I would get in it for six hours and think about how I let you down. (Joey looks intrigued) What?
Rachel: Excuse me, sir. Hi, you come in here all time. I was just wondering, do you think there's a possibility that you could give me an advance on my tips?
Ross: Are you sure? Great. Carol? Wanna come over and join us?
Joey: Why not? Come on! Just, just close your eyes and tell me what you'd like to be doing right now.
Joey: Come on! You like this woman, right?
Joey: Chandler, will you just come in already?
Ross: Of course it is. Yeah, come on in. Ooh-ooh, go by the window you can pretend to be surfing. (He pretends he's surfing by the window.)
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.)
Chandler: Hi, Nina. Come on in.
Both: Three! (They lift up the covers and check each other out, then come back up with silly grins on their faces.)
Joey: No, no... how come you are working here?
Monica: Honey, you know I think you're hilarious! Come on, you know that joke you told me last week? The one about Jerry Lewis and the girl with the lazy eye...? (he laughs) That slayed me.
Ross: (talking to himself) My God! These pants are burning up! (He's still wearing the leather pants.) (She snuggles closer.) Oh come on, she wants to snuggle now! What is she trying to kill me? It's like a volcano in here! (Out loud.) Are you hot?
Monica: Is it like for dinosaur emergencies. 'Help, come quick, they're still extinct.'
Joey: So what, like people are gonna come in and think, "Uh-oh, I'm outside again?" Of course!
Monica: Rachel, what are you doing? Its freezing out here. Would you come back inside?
(The rest of the gang runs away, except for Ross whos tramped inside his car. To hide he puts the top up as Monica, Rachel, and Joey come running past.)
Ross: No, come on, he doesnt know this stuff. If he knew how you felt.
Mr. Geller: I'm not freaking out, I'm just saying, if somebody had come to me with the idea andndash;
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.
(Phoebe gets up and walks across the hallway, but the door to Chandler and Joeys apartment is shut. She knocks, and anxiously waits for Joey to come, but instead her identical twin sister emerges wearing one of Joeys shirts.)
Monica: Come on, she'll be here any minute.
Ursula: Excuse me. Doesn't this come with a side salad?
Chandler: This is great! (he presses a button on his intercom) Helen, could you come in here for a moment?
Chandler: Come on, Ross, you gotta get back in the game here, ok? The Rachel thing's not happening, your ex-wife is a lesbianI don't think we need a third...
Monica: Hi, come on in.
Chandler: Hey, come on, you came through, you did what you had to do. That is very dad.
Joey: Hey, Chandler, that table place closes at 7, come on.
Monica: Come on guys! Suck it up! We're closing in on ten hours! It's gut-check time!
[Scene: ATM vestibule, the power has come back on.]
Rachel: Well, now, how come you guys have never played poker with us?