words in movies
Joey: Oh well, the powerball lottery is upto 300 million and they don't sell tickets here in New York, so...
Rachel: Yeah me too. oh! I have an idea. Why don't we all pitch in 50 bucks, we'll pool our money together and then if we win, we'll split it!
Phoebe: You don't wanna win the lottery?
Joey: Seriously, Ross, you don't want in on this?
Joey: (sounding panicky)Oh my god Ross! You don't have Emma! And Rachel you don't have Emma! (Starts yelling) Where's Emma? Who has Emma!?
Chandler: (hysterical)Don't touch the phone! I'll get it, I'll get it, I'll get it!! (picks up the phone)
Chandler: Yeah...I mean I want this so much! I mean, I wanna get one, I want my friend Charlie to get one...Except I don't care about Charlie.
Phoebe: Oh can I? Vegetarians never get to do the wishbone. It's really not fair either! You know, just because we don't eat the meat doesn't mean we don't like to play with the carcasses!
Rachel: Oh no, I'm good, I don't wanna get that turkey smell all over my hands.
Ross: You don't have to do that, I'll pay for myself. But just the fact that you want me to have fun with you guys - that's so sweet! Come here (they kiss and hug)
Ross: I don't know, probably just invest it.
Rachel: I don't really care about the Knicks.
Monica: Hey, don't say that! You got just as good a chance as anybody else of getting that job!
Ross: 3 minutes ago!!! I don't know why that's important ...
Monica: Fine! Don't be my friends! I'll buy new friends! Yeah, and then I'll pay for their plastic surgery so they'd look just like you!
Phoebe: Don't come any closer!
Rachel: I don't know all the words.
Ross: Oh, oh, ok, great. You know what, while you're at it she said another word the other day, why don't you, why don't you look up: pbbqqt....
Chandler: (smiling, surprised) Oh yeah? (looks towards the kitchen, worried) Listen, don't tell Monica, she'll rip your heart right out.
Phoebe: Don't tear it.
Ross: Phoebe, you don't have any of the first five numbers.
Phoebe: (still very excited) I don't care, I've never won anything before, I can't believe this!
Phoebe: (hides her mouth behind the cup and speaks in the "pigeon voice" from before) Coo, again. Don't blame the pretty lady. It was not her fault. It was me, the pigeon, coo! (pause) Seriously, stop staring at her.
Chandler: You know, I don't mind a... male nanny, but I do draw the line at a male wetnurse. (again they laugh, even more fake than before)
Rachel: I don't know... maybe it's because she has got such callousy fingers from playing crummy guitar...
Chandler: I don't know! You'll tell us on Monday!
Rachel: (worried) Be-cause Ross is the father of my child! You know... and I... want him to hook up with lots of women! (pause) I just... All I'm saying is... I don't think that Joey and Charlie have anything in common.
Rachel: I don't care that you left. I'm just glad that you're here. Thanks you guys!
Monica: No, please don't. Please, Joey. She will kill us!
Monica: Yeah, it's just we don't think of you as really being so much "with the words".
Monica: Wow! Don't you look nice?!
Ross: Why don't you use your Thesaurus?
Chandler: Oh, I don't think it was desperate, I think it was amazing!
Monica: Maybe you don't need him to propose to you, maybe you can propose to him!
Phoebe: Oh, I don't know, I don't know, isn't that a little desperate?
Ross: I don't think that's what this is.
Ross: I... I don't know..
Ross: (a little confused) Okay, um... I don't want her watching our baby.
Joey: Yeah, and don't worry. I didn't try to sound smart at all! See ya later! (Leaves)
Rachel: Nah, I don't really want her to see.
Rachel: (shouting) Babies don't care if they're slim.
Amy: Well, I don't need you to help me, because I already know what I'm going to do with my life.
Amy: Not that great. It's almost if people don't want to hear that their babies are ugly.
Rachel: Oh, Pheebs, baby, that's nice but, you know what, I think I'm ok. Why don't you give it to one of your other single girlfriends?
Chandler: Oh... I don't know, I really don't think you're right for the part.
Phoebe: Why, you don't like her?
Monica: (faking happiness) Well, I-I-I-I... I don't know...
Phoebe: Ok, I'll fight for her. Ok! Oh, wait, oh I just realized... if I do that, that means you don't get her.
Joey: Just watch it, and if you don't like it, you don't pass it on to your bosses!
Ross: Kind of inappropriate, don't you think?
Rachel: But I don't want you to.
Chandler: We're not gonna have this conversation again... Look at this place. Why am I so intimidated by this guy? Pretentious art, this huge macho couch. When we know all he does is sit around all day crying about losing Monica to a real man! (laughs) You don't think he's here, do you? (Joey looks around)
Rachel: Alright, fine. You can keep it. As long as you don't mind that she's haunted.
Monica:: you don't think sharks are sexy do you?
Ross: If you don't believe me, let's go talk to him, okay? I'm telling you, he didn't ask me one paleontological question.
Ross: No, no, no. Don't do that! I want you to look her in the eyes, and tell her the truth.
Charlie: I don't know what to say, Benji. This is all so.... romantic.
Rachel: Oh, don't be such a baby!
Chandler: You know you don't want me to help. You can't have it both ways!
Joey: It's a one-woman play called "Why don't you like me: a bitter woman's journey through life".
Mike: No! No, no. I see where this is going. Don't make me go back there.
Monica: (Pulls Laura into the spare room) Why don't I show you the baby's room?
Katie: Aww, like I could hurt you. Are you making fun of my size? Don't make fun of me because of my size! (She punches him again and almost knocks him off the arm of the couch.)
Chandler: We don't have a code word.
Monica: (laughs nervously as well, Laura looks confused) (To Laura) Some people don't get him, but I think he's really funny! (She takes Laura to their own bedroom).
Laura: I don't know... Well, maybe I'm wrong... I'm sorry...
Joey: No, no! Don't try to turn this around on me, ok? I'm not some kind of... social work, ok, that you can just... do.
Joey: Oh... yeah... Probably you don't even remember my name. It's Joey, by the way. And don't bother telling me yours, because I totally remember it... lady. Yeah! I waited weeks for you to call me.
Ross: There you go! Good for you! And you know what, I'm actually getting used to this little guy. I don't really even feel him in here anymore.
Joey: Don't you put words in people's mouths, you put turkey in people's mouths!
Chandler: Yeah. We don't feel like we can host Thanksgiving this year.
Charlie: (talking to Ross) I feel like I owe you an explanation. I don't ordinarily go around kissing guys at parties. I'm... well, I'm kind of embarrassed. I really hope you don't think less of me.
Phoebe: Am I? Really? Am I? Well, why don't you cook Thanksgiving dinner and prove me wrong! Well, think about it, think about it, you'll be trying to top than you did last year. You'd be in competition... with yourself.
Monica: (she tastes what she has cooked) I don't get older. I just get better!
Monica: You don't know that.
Monica: Oh, Chandler, that's sweet. But you don't have to do everything Doctor Phil tells you to do.
Rachel: Oh Phoebe, listen. Well, I think we gotta go. This place is really freaking me out. I've been watching this guy over there, I don't think he came with a kid!
Joey: I don't know...
Joey: (looks at the time) Wow, hey, we'd better get going. If we don't leave right now, we'll be late for dinner.
Phoebe: Don't point that thing at me, Tribbiani!
Rachel: Well, I don't know, you guys figure it out, I got to put Emma down for a nap.
Phoebe: Oh, good, that's good, but you don't look like you were mugged!
Rachel: You know what? I don't want to be with them either, but it's Thanksgiving and we should not want to be together, together. (Goes to unlock the door)
Phoebe: Well, I don't know if that's such a good idea. They clearly don't want to be with us.
Ross: I don't know...
Joey: Don't you lie to me! I could tell by Chandler's hair. (To Chandler.) You are so lazy. Can't you get on top for once?
Joey: Fine! Let's just go. I don't need your stupid dinner.
Joey: (to Ross, mouthing) Don't make me come up there!
Monica: (very emotional) I don't care.
Phoebe: Oh, that's Sarah. No, no. Don't you get any ideas, ok? No, I'm not setting you up with any more of my friends!
Joey: I know why I don't remember her, huh? (he winks at Rachel)
Monica: I don't know about that.
Chandler: Don't let yourself get manipulated this way!
Phoebe: Okay, first I'm not crazy. And second, say it don't spray it. Anyway his name is Malcom, and he wasn't following me, I mean he was, but 'cause he thought I was Ursula, ick. And, that's why, that's why he couldn't just come up and talk to me. 'Cause of the restraining order.
Joey: (now laughing a little) Dude, I really don't think you should be wearing that.
Joey: I don't like it when people take food off of my plate, okay?
Sarah: What are you doing? I thought you don't share food.
Agency guy: I don't understand.
Joey: Uhm... oh... I don't know, it's too hard.
JOEY: No, I don't. It's like, ya know, you work your whole life for somethin' and you think that when you get it it's never gonna be as good as you thought it would be. But this so was. Ya know, it changed everything. Like the other day, I got this credit card application, and I was pre- approved. Huh? I've never been pre-approved for anything in my life.
Joey: Don't you remember when we were jogging in the park and we saw that really pretty bird and wanted to take a pictureI didn't have my camera!
CHANDLER: Monica, will you stop? This is nuts. Do you know how long it's gonna be before you actually have to deal with this problem? I mean, you don't even have a boyfriend yet. Joey, she does not look fat.
Monica: Well, you don't have to decide right now, but if you could just look at our file...
Phoebe: Oh God no, I don't wanna see him take his clothes off!
Phoebe: I don't care. We're not paying you 300 dollars for this.
Ross: I don't know what... you're talking about.
Rachel: (sarcastic) Oh yeah. There is a plan! Why don't I just start taking my smart pills now?
Chandler: Yeah, I don't know why we hang out with married couples more often.
Phoebe: Oh no, no, no, don't stop!
Chandler: Wish I could switch with someone. I really don't wanna sit with Allen Iverson over there.
Joey: I-I-I don't know. Types of trees?
Joey: (sympathetic) Oh, I'm so sorry. I don't know any Spanish words.
Joey: No, I don't think it's just about just getting a girlfriend. Y'know? I mean, yeah, I can get a girlfriend! Yeah, we could sit in the chair and do crosswords, but y'know are we ever going to have y'know the closeness like-like you guys have?
Rachel: Oh! Believe you me! I am going to bring this cake back, I don't even want it in my home... (Turns towards the cake and sees Joey trying to take a piece and yells at him) Joey, don't touch it!!
Monica: You don't know military time?
Phoebe: Well, I don't care, so you pick!
Joey: (takes her hand) Listen, I hope... that you know... (has difficulty saying it) I don't want you to see your father cry, GO TO YOUR ROOM!
Phoebe: I don't have a fax machine.
Mike: You know, I really don't feel very comfortable making this decision. You know, Phoebe knows you better, I'm gonna let her choose. (he leaves)
Phoebe: Oh, I don't wanna choose! It's (Rachel is walking by). Oh okay, wait. Rach! Listen I have a very special bridesmaid task for you today.
Rachel: What, what, what, no, I don't wanna do that.
Chandler: I wish there was an easier way for us to have a child but I don't think there is one.
Monica: Oh, is that so? Ok. If that's really what you want, then here... I give you the headset. Well, I don't really want to give you the headset. Well I guess if you're taking over, you should probably return these messages. (hands her a stack of papers with messages and calls to return)