words in movies
MONICA: Who da wenny-Benny boy? You the Wenny-wenny-Benny-Benny boy, yes. Don't cry. Don't cry. Why is he still crying?
ROSS: Don't be silly. Ben loves you. He's just being Mr. Crankypants.
ROSS: Come on, don't do this.
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.
ROSS: I don't know. What's in this pie?
MONICA: Uh, I don't know, butter, eggs, flour, lime, kiwi--
ROSS: I don't think tho.
JOEY: What? I have seven Catholic sisters. I've taken care of hundreds of kids. Come on, we wanna do it, don't we?
CHANDLER: You know, I don't think we brought enough stuff. Did you forget to pack the baby's anvil?
CHANDLER: Well, don't, don't think me immodest, but, me?
RACHEL: Ok, you know what, lemme, let me just see what else I can do. All right, look, look. Why don't you just let her go on after Stephanie whatever-her-name-is. I mean, you won't even be here. You don't pay her. It's not gonna cost you anything.
TERRY: I, I don't know.
TERRY: You don't clean the cappuccino machine?
PHOEBE: No, huh uh, I'm sorry, no. No, I'm not some like sloppy second, charity band. You know what, there are thousands of places in this city where people would be happy to pay to hear me play. (Out on the sidewalk, singing) When I play, I play for me, I don't need your charity. (Someone puts a coin in her guitar case) Thank you! La la la la la la la....
MONICA: Ok. Oh boy. You are doin' so good. You wanna squeeze my hand? All right, Ross, don't squeeze it so hard. Honey, really, don't squeeze it so hard! Oh, Ross! Let go of my hand!
PHOEBE: No. This whole like playing-for-money thing is so not good for me. You know, I don't know, when I sang "Su-Su-Suicide", I got a dollar seventy-five. But then, "Smelly Cat", I got 25 cents and a condom. So you know, now I just feel really bad for Smelly Cat.
RACHEL: Well, you know, honey, I don't think everybody gets Smelly Cat. You know, I mean, if all you've ever actually had are healthy pets, then, whoosh!
PHOEBE: Yeah, much better. And you know what, don't feel bad, because it's a hard song.
PHOEBE: Ok, there is no top. That's the beauty of Smelly Cat. Um, why don't you just follow me?
Joey: Um-hmm! Look, I-I-I don't know how much more of this I can take! Did you know he taped over my Baywatch tape with some show about bugs! My God! What if that had been porn?
Ross: Look, Rachel, this is poker. I play to win, alright? In order for me to win, other people have to lose. So if you're gonna play poker with me, don't expect me to be a 'nice guy,' OK? Cause once those cards are dealt... (claps hands three times)
ROSS: Yeah. I don't know, I've been wanting this since like ninth grade typing, ya know. And I just want it to be perfect and right and. . . why isn't that laser beam cutting through the paint?
Monica: Hey, don't say that! You got just as good a chance as anybody else of getting that job!
PHOE: Oohh, um, no, I don't think that's the problem. 'Cause we went, um, dancing the other night and the way he held me so close, and the way he was looking into my eyes I just like... definitely felt something.
Roy: You know, actually that's not a bad idea. I can do it out of my apartment. I don't think my mom would mind.
Rachel: All right. Look. Gavin...I...I guess I felt guilty that you were here, which I shouldn't. You know Ross and I are not inany relationship but...he is the father of my child, and you know we do live together and plus there is just so muchhistory...you know it's just...I don't know, I'm sorry, I'm just all over the place.
Chandler: All of a sudden, the phone starts to ring. Now I don't know what to do, everybody starts looking at me.
Amanda: (noticing the bottle of wine he has) Oh, I don't mean to be a square, but I'd really appreciate it if you wait and drink your wine after the kids are asleep? Oh uh, thanks for this, I hope I can do the same for you sometime. (She leaves)
Rachel: No, honey, they're not, but don't worry, because we are going to find them, and until we do, we are all here for you, ok?
Phoebe: Sure! Look, ok, bottom line: I love Mike... David! David. I love David. Don't look at me that way, Roseanne Rosannadanna!
Monica: Don't say it. (closes Ethan's mouth with her hand)
Chandler: (sarcastically) Oh, I left them on my bulldozer... I don't have tools!
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.)
Rachel: (on phone) Daddy, I just... I can't marry him! I'm sorry. I just don't love him. Well, it matters to me!
Julie: Hi, but I'm not here, you haven't met me. I'll make a much better first impression tomorrow when I don't have 20 hours of cab and plane on me.
Ross: No I don't, to hell with her, she left me!
Monica: No you don't.
Ross: I don't want to be single, okay? I just... I just- I just wanna be married again!
Rachel: Well, maybe that's my decision. Well, maybe I don't need your money. Wait!! Wait, I said maybe!!
Phoebe: Oh, I wish I could, but I don't want to.
Phoebe: Oh no, don't hate, you don't want to put that out into the universe.
Rachel: Ohh please don't be from a real dinosaur! Please! Please! Please! Please! Please! Please! Please! Please! (She picks up the 2 pieces and looks at the stand.) Made in Mexico! Yes!! Ugh, who would buy this?! (Looks for a place to hide it and finds a wall sconce and drops the pieces into it and heads into the kitchen as the phone rings.)
Chandler: All right, kids, I gotta get to work. If I don't input those numbers,... it doesn't make much of a difference...
Ross: I honestly don't know if I'm hungry or horny.
Rachel: I don't think so.
Chandler: Yes, please don't spoil all this fun.
Monica: What you guys don't understand is, for us, kissing is as important as any part of it.
Rachel: No, you have it, really, I don't want it-
Phoebe: No, look, don't touch that!
Rachel: Go Monana! Well, you ladies are not the only ones living the dream. I get to go pour coffee for people I don't know. Don't wait up. (Exits)
Ross: Helen Geller? I don't think so.
Mrs. Geller: Well, they don't have to know that... (She starts to fluff the same pillow Monica fluffed multiple times earlier.)
Monica: No Mom, I don't have a restaurant, I work in a restaurant.
Ross: No, no don't! Stop cleansing my aura! No, just leave my aura alone, okay?
Ross: You- uh- y'know what, I'm gonna go. I don't- I don't think I can be involved in this particular thing right now.
Ross: Oh, 's'funny, really? Um, I don't remember you making any sperm.
Ross: Yeah, and-and it's not that we don't like the comedian, it's that-that... that's not why we bought the ticket.
Ross: Then don't do that, alright?
Chandler: Don't say that. Don't tangle the dream and take it away.
Phoebe: No, I want you to have it. I don't want it.
Monica: Look, I don't even know how I feel about him yet. Just give me a chance to figure that out.
All: Oh, hey, don't do that! Cut it out!
Ross: Well I, I don't know. Why?
Monica: Can you believe it? ...Y'know what? I just don't feel the thing. I mean, they feel the thing, I don't feel the thing.
Monica: Chandler, you're an only child, right? You don't have any of this.
Phoebe: Oh, well... 'cause.... you just... I don't like this question.
Rachel: I don't know! I mean, we still care about each other. There's a history there. 'S'like you and Carol.
[Scene: A blackjack table, Joey is moving in to try and get his hand twin (who's dealing) to join him in his evil plot to rule the world! "Join me, and together we'll rule the universe as father and son!" (Sorry, I had a little Star Wars creep in thereOoh, I have a big spoiler for The Phantom Menace, Yoda lives at the end! Ha-ha, spoiled it! Now you don't have to see it!)]
Phoebe: Eww, I don't wanna do that.
Ross: Don't you realise what you're-you're doing to yourself?
Ross: Oh, now, don't listen to him, Pheebs, I think it's endearing.
Ross: (Reading letters) Oh God. (To Marcel) We didn't get into Scranton. (To the others) That was like our safety zoo. They take like dogs and cows. See? I don't know who this is harder on, me or him.
Monica: No, you were right. I don't have a plan. (There's a knock on the door.)
Rachel: Don't you have a laundry room in your building?
Joey: You don't say.
Joey: No, yeah, no, ok, but not yet. I don't wanna seem too eager. One Mississippi, two Mississippi, three Mississippi. That seems pretty cool. (he walks over to her) Hey, Angela.
Chandler: Oh, I don't know, a million?
Monica: He's in the bathroom. I don't think you wanna go in there!
Phoebe: Yeah, I know, he's sweet, but it's just not fun anymore, you know? I don't know if it's me, or his hunger strike, or, I don't know.
Aurora: Don't worry. I imagine he'd be okay with you because really, he's okay with Ethan.
Monica: What? So you guys don't mind going out with someone else who's going out with someone else?
Phoebe: Oh! Oh! Oh! Okay, fine, fine. Now I don't feel so bad about sleeping with Jason Hurley.
Ross: We're shushing... because... we're trying to hear something. Listen. (everyone is silent) Don't you hear that?
Chandler: Well, why don't you send her a musical bug, op, no you already did that. All right look, you're going to have to go there yourself now, okay, make a few surprise visits.
Ross: But, um... I don't think that's going to be you.
ROSS: Oh, oh my God, is this the wrong day? I don't believe it, uh, well, hey, I guess if it works out we'll, we'll have something to tell the grandkids.
Chandler: Don't go.
Jill: (on phone) I'm fine. No, I'm not alone... I don't know, some guy.
Rachel: You don't.
Chandler: I don't know, I-I have to listen to both of them, they don't exactly let each other finish...
Chandler: Hi, um, I'm account number 7143457. And, uh, I don't know if you got any of that, but I would really like a copy of the tape.
Chandler: Joe, I don't think this is going to be your big break.
Monica: No, no, no, I don't make chocolate pies. When I was younger I-I enter in this pie-eating contest. I ate so many that just the thought of them made me sick.
Ross: Why don't we just put 'poor little Tooty' out in the hall?
Ross: I dunno, it's weird. I mean, I know she's gone, but I just don't feel, uh...
Joey: Hey, don't look at me. This is Ross's thing.
Chandler: Look Ross, if you don't know them by now, you will never know them, okay? That is the beauty of this game. It makes you want to kill yourself.
Ross: (sarcastic) I don't see why not.
Chandler: Well, don't we look nice all dressed up?...It's stuff like that, isn't it?
Joey: Priesthood! Look Ross, I'm telling you, she has no idea what you're thinking. If you don't ask her out soon you're going to end up stuck in the zone forever.
Chandler: All right fine, don't do anything, just sit here and talk to us, meanwhile she is talking to him about you. And he's being Mr. Joe Sensitive, and she starts thinking 'Maybe this is the guy for me, because he understands me.'
Joey: Yeah, well don't get me wrong, you're a better agent than she is, but at least with her I don't want to blow my pretty dumb brains out.
Chandler: So you don't think I have a, a quality?
Phoebe: Ooh, ooh! Why don't we invite her?
Ross: What, we-uh- we don't have shoes here, or...?
Joey: Oh well, the powerball lottery is upto 300 million and they don't sell tickets here in New York, so...
Monica: No I don't.
Ross: I don't know. It's just not the same without Mom in the kitchen.
Carol: So don't do it, it's fine. You don't have to do it just because Susan does it.
Susan: What, you don't think they can hear sounds in there?
Girl: Really? You don't know what that means to me.
Carol: Look, you don't have to talk to it. You can sing to it if you want.
Monica: Why don't you just get a roommate?
Monica: No, no, I don't.
Ross: Oh.. you don't get it! (Passes out and slumps across her)
Phoebe: Oh don't do that.
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: I dunno. I don't feel like kissing anyone tonight.
Ross: Uh, if you guys don't mind, I'd like to take a moment, just me and him.