words in movies
Chandler: Yeah, I don't know why we hang out with married couples more often.
Monica: I don't know who I'm happiest for...
Joey: What? No, the only reason I'm going to their stupid new house, is so I can point out everything that's wrong with it, so they don't move. I'm gonna make them stay here.
Phoebe: Joey, you can't make someone do something they don't want to do. Believe me, there's something I've been trying to get Mike to do in bed and there's... he's just...
Rachel: What? I-I don't.
Mr Campbell: You don't?
Mr Campbell: Well, if you don't want to leave, why are we having this lunch?
Phoebe: Okay, well, I just don't, I don't know how it works exactly. See, my name is Buffay and my husband's name is Hannigan, so is it supposed to be Buffay-Hannigan or Hannigan-Buffay?
Mackenzie: I don't have any great ideas. I am eight.
Mackenzie: I really don't.
Mackenzie: Well, if moving here is gonna make them happy, don't you want them to do it?
Man: You still don't know my name, do you?
Rachel: (Is embarrassed for a moment, but it quickly passes) Well, now I don't have to. (The man leaves instantly)
Mark: Why don't we have dinner tonight and talk about it?
Rachel: What? You don't want me to get a job?
Ross: I'm serious. I just don't trust that guy, okay?
Chandler: You don't think we'd buy a house and not have a Joey room do you?
Mike: Oh! Why don't you introduce me?
Mike: Why don't you tell her my name?
Mackenzie: (at the other end of the line) I don't know... You know what? I'm gonna put you on with my bear. Hold on. (she puts the phone at the bears ear)
Joey: Oh well, the powerball lottery is upto 300 million and they don't sell tickets here in New York, so...
Chandler: So you don't think I have a, a quality?
Ross: What, we-uh- we don't have shoes here, or...?
Phoebe: Ooh, ooh! Why don't we invite her?
Susan: What, you don't think they can hear sounds in there?
Girl: Really? You don't know what that means to me.
Ross: I don't know. It's just not the same without Mom in the kitchen.
Monica: No I don't.
Carol: So don't do it, it's fine. You don't have to do it just because Susan does it.
Carol: Look, you don't have to talk to it. You can sing to it if you want.
Monica: No, no, I don't.
Monica: Why don't you just get a roommate?
Ross: I don't know. It's going to be weird not having a job for a while, but I, I definitely don't care about my sandwich.
Phoebe: Oh don't do that.
Ross: Oh.. you don't get it! (Passes out and slumps across her)
Phoebe: I dunno. I don't feel like kissing anyone tonight.
Monica: I don't know. Rachel I'm-I'm sorry that I hurt your ankles.
Chandler: Excuse me, look, we've been here for over an hour, and a lot of people less sick than my friend have gone in. I mean, that guy with the toe thing? Who's he sleeping with? (She slides the gladd panel over and Chandler talks through it in a loud voice.) Oh, c'mon Dora, don't be mad... I know we both said some things we didn't mean, but that doesn't mean we still don't love each other. (To the waiting room.) Y'know, I feel like I've lost her.. (She slides the panel back, he turns, and it takes him by surprise.) Ba-!
Ross: Oh, I don't know, they seem to have a shared interest in each other's tonsils...
Phoebe: Okay. Good-bye, little monkey guy. Alright, I wrote you this poem. Okay, but don't eat it 'till you get on the plane.
Joey: You don't think my mom's sexy?
Ross: I don't know, God, I... well, it's not like she's a regular mom, y'know? She's, she's sexy, she's...
Joey: How about 'cause if you don't, his mother might.
Phoebe: I don't think you mean that.
ROSS: No look I wasn''t right, that's what I came here to tell you. I was totally hung up on, on my own stuff. Listen, I'm someone who needs the whole security thing, ya know. To know exactly where my next paycheck is coming from buy you, you don't need that and that's amazing to me. I could never do what you do Joey.
Ross: Uh, if you guys don't mind, I'd like to take a moment, just me and him.
Ross: I don't even wanna know about the dark cheese.
Carol: Don't you want to know about the sex?
Ross: (interrupts) No, no, no I don't want to know, don't want to know. Ok, you know, I should probably, I should probably just go.
Ross: No, no, no, no, no, I don't want to know, absolutely not. I think, you know, I think you should know until you look down there, and say, oop, there it is! (pauses) Or isn't...
Phoebe: Oh, okay, I don't know what you just said, so let's get started.
Ross: Waitohheyhuh, oh great now he knows, and I don't know!
Joey: I don't know, birds just don't say, "Hello, sit here, eat something."
Rachel: I guess you don't.
Rachel: I don't know...right, he's the pig!
Rachel: That is it! You just barge in here, you don't knock
Ross: Wha, heh, how could you know, I don't even know!
Chandler: Y'know, I don't see that happening?
Monica: You know, I know that things could still go wrong but if they don't? If this works out, we're gonna have a baby Chandler, a baby!
Mr. Tribbiani: I don't want you taking that thing.
Joey: I don't know uhh (Pause as he thinks about it.) Well, I'm Joey. Yeah, I'm disgusting, I take my underwear off in other people's homes.
Joey: I don't wanna hear it! Now go to my room!
Phoebe: Uh-huh. Okay. Okay, don't you think, maybe, though, it's just that he's so perceptive that it freaks you out?
MONICA: All right, look, Ross. I realize that you have issues with Carol and Susan, and I feel for you, I do. But if you don't help me cook, I'm gonna take a bunch of those little hot dogs, and I'm gonna create a new appetizer called "pigs in Ross". All right, ball the melon.
Mrs. Tribbiani: Well don't be, because now everything's screwed up. I just want it the way it was.
Roger: Oh. They don't.
Phoebe: It's, I mean, it's nothing, I'm fine. It's my friends. They-they have a liking problem with you. In that, um, they don't.
Phoebe: But I don't. Me, Phoebe.
Rachel: No! Phoebes! Don't you remember why you dumped the guy?
Rachel: Okay, see, see, you guys, what if we don't get magic beans? I mean, what if all we've got are.. beans?
Monica: I don't know. Maybe we're some kinda magnets.
Chandler: Y'know, I don't know why you're so embarrassed, they were very nice boobies.
Gunther: I... I don't know if that changes your plans at all, but I thought you should know.
Ross: (on intercom) Uh, never mind, I don't want to know. (Carol and Susan laugh)
Joey: Oh... food. No, sex. Food! Sex! Food! Se-I don't know! Good God, I don't know, I want girls on bread!
Joey: I don't know. You dumped her on New Year's.
Joey: (to Chandler) If you don't do it, I will.
Chandler: Oh, no I don't.
Phoebe: Oh, I don't make them a lot because I don't think it's fair to the other cookies
Janice: No, it isn't, because you won't let that happen. Don't you know it yet? You love me, Chandler Bing.
Rachel: Okay. 'Cause this is where I wanna be, okay? No more messing around. I don't wanna mess this up again.
Rachel: Y'know honey, umm, as uh, as flattered as I am that uh, you saw me first, uhh, I just, I-I don't think we should be cranking anything up.
Carol: Uh, I don't think she's in the bathroom. Her coat is gone.
David: I don't know. I don't know what I'm gonna do. I just- you decide.
Chandler: I don't know. That's the thing. I don't know what I want to do. I just know I'm not going to figure it out working there.
Rachel: I don't!
Joey: I don't know. What are you wearing?
Rachel: No. But don't worry, I'm sure they're still there.
Monica: I don't know. I don't know. It's just going to be so great!
Chandler: It is a crime that you and I don't spend more time together.
Ross: Well, I don't know.... (gestures) huh-huh.... but I'm hoping (gestures) huh-huh.
Ross: Me. Was that not clear? Hey, why don't, um, why don't I just join you both, here?
Joey: I don't know. We're talking about whipped fish, Monica. I'm just happy I'm keeping it down, y'know?
Ross: You know, sometimes when I'm alone in my apartment, I look over here and you guys... are just having dinner or... watching TV or something, but... it makes me feel better. And now when I look over, who am I gonna see? The Gottliebs, the Yangs? They don't make me feel so good. (Joey pats Ross on his back)
Janice: You seek me out. Something deep in your soul calls out to me like a foghorn. Janice, Janice. You want me. You need me. You can't live without me. And you know it. You just don't know you know it. See ya.
Ross: Wait, did you get to the part about his 'huge throbbing pens'? Tell ya, you don't wanna be around when he starts writing with those!
Chandler: It's so good I don't know what I've done to deserve it!
Ross: I... ahem... I really don't think so.
Fireman No. 3: We get off around midnight, why don't we pick you up then?
Joey: Fine, fine, so, why don't the four of us go out and have dinner together tonight? You know, as friends?
Steve: You know, I don't know what I'm looking for.
Monica: No, we don't. (reaches for box)
Rachel: You don't want to work for a guy like that.
Ross: Why... I... I don't know. (Sandy tilts his head again) Uhm... errrr... maybe... maybe because of my father?
Monica: Why don't you just have a seat here? (he sits at the table, then tries to secretly eat the Gummi-bears. Monica spots him.) OK... give me the Gummi-bears.
Chandler: (leaving) I don't care, I don't care! Game's over! I'm weak! I've gotta smoke! I've gotta have the smoke!
Chandler: Well, you know Phoebs. I don't know if it's your kinda thing, because it involves a lot of being normal. For a large portion of the day.
Chandler: Janice. Hi, Janice. Ok, here we go. I don't think we should go out anymore. Janice.
Monica: (No longer touched) you don't have insurance?
Joey: What can I do? Look, I don't want to do anything to screw it up with Ursula.
Monica (as Rachel): ..well, why don't you tell them? After all it, is your ankle.
Rachel: Okay, listen, I'm thinking, why don't we just tell them who we really are? I mean, it'll be fine, I really think it'll be fine.
(The doctors don't know what to make of all this.)
Monica: I don't know! Why don't you just explain? What do they want? Find out what they want!
Phoebe: Oh, no. Don't you hate it when people aren't there for you?
Joey: All right! There is something. I kinda had a dream, (pause) but I don't want to talk about it. (Starts for his room.)
Joey: No, no, no, don't say "listen." I know that "listen." I've said that "listen."
Joey: I don't get it. What happened? What about everything you said under the bridge?
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.
Joey: You don't drink.