words in movies
Phoebe: All right, fine, fine, but if youre my next victim, dont come back as a poltergeist and like suck me into the TV set.
Rachel: Okay. Okay honey, hes fine, hes fine, lets just put him down. Come here, Ben. (sets him on the couch) See thats a good boy. (to Monica) How could you do that to him!! Ross trusted me, what is he going to say?!
Ross: Well, the doctor says he's gonna be fine, he's just sleeping now.
Ross: We're fine, we're fine.
Ross: Well that's fine with me. Could use the money.
Rachel: Ooooh, that's fine. We'll see who has the last laugh there, monkey boy.
Rachel: No! Ross, no! It is not fine! Eh-eh-according to my plan I should already be with the guy I wanna marry!
Barry: All right Miss Green, everything looks fine... Yep, I think we're starting to see some real progress here.
Rachel: It was cheesecake. It was fine. It had a buttery, crumbly, graham cracker crust, with a very rich yet light, cream cheese filling (Pause) Wow! My whole mouth just filled with saliva!
Lydia: Ok, that's ok. I'm fine. I'm... oh!
Rachel: Ok. That's fine. (takes her earrings out)
Barry: Yeah! It's fine, it's fine. Robbie's gonna be here for hours.
Dr. Franzblau: You're doing great, you're doing fine.
Ross: Fine, just stop thinking about me.
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.
Ross: Yes, I do have a laundry room in my building, um, but there's a.... rat problem. Apparently they're attracted to the dryer sheets, and they're goin' in fine, but they're comin' out all.... fluffy. Anyway, say, sevenish?
Chandler: Now, there is a dress laid out on your bed. (Monica stumbles on the steps.) Okay, (catches her) youre doing great. Youre doing great. Youre doing fine.
ROSS: [smells Ben's butt] No no, you're fine, you're fine.
Phoebe: Well, he came in for a massage, and everything was fine until. (A flashback starts Paolo, lying on massage table, moving his hands up Phoebe's legs.)
MONICA: That's fine.
Rachel: Okay. Okay fine, yknow what? We will let Ross and Joey decide. (Ross enters.) (In a sexy voice.) Hiiiii, Ross! Sweetie.
CAROL and SUSAN: Great. That would be fine.
MONICA: Rach, I know her pretty well, can I go? [Rachel gives her a look from hell] That's fine.
ROSS: That's fine, I'll just wait!
PHOEBE: Fine. All right, fine.
ROSS: Hello, it's us, all right? It'll be fine.
JOEY: Fine.
PHOEBE: Fine.
RACHEL: Fine.
ROSS: Fine.
CHANDLER: Fine.
TERRY: Oh, all right, fine, fine, fine.
GUY: Alright, fine. [on the phone] I'll call you back. [hands the phone to her]
ROSS: Fine.
ROSS: No, that's fine.
RACH: Alright, fine, you go ahead and you do that, alright Ross.
RACHEL: Mom, would you relax. That was 10 blocks from here and, the, the woman was walking alone at night, I would never do that. Mom, c'mon, stop worrying. This is a safe street, this is a safe building, there's nothing [a pigeon flies in the window and lands on the table] OH MY GOOOD, oh my God, oh I gotta go, I gotta go, I gotta go. [hangs up] OK, that's fine, you just read the paper, I'm gonna get a pot, it's not for you. [grabs a pot and lid] OK, that's fine, read the Family Circus, enjoy the gentle comedy. [puts pot over the pigeon] Aaahh, oh my God, oh my God, oh my God, oh my God, oh my God, oh my God, oh my God, oh my God, aaaaahh. [knock at the door] It's open you guys.
CHANDLER: Hey, no, I've never been lower or wetter. I'll be fine. I'll just turn your, uh, bedroom into a game room or somethin', you know, put the foosball table in there.
CAROL: Fine, whatever.
Ross: I'm fine! Hey, I'm great! I'm just.. I'm just proud of us. There's no weirdness, no tension.
MRS GREEN: That's fine. I never did it. I just thought I might. So, what's new in sex?
RACHEL: Fine.
Ross: Then, uh, then we got dressed, and I-I... I walked her to the- (looks up, realises, and points) -the bus stop... I'm fine.
MONICA: Fine,
Phoebe: Well, if I'm going down, I'm taking you (Points at all of them) with me. (They all look at her.) Harboring a fugitive? That's one to three years minimum. Good luck Chandler. (She opens the door to the cop from before.) Okay, you can arrest me. Fine. But you'll never make it stick and you know it!
ROSS: OK, fine, well I'm not gonna watch, alright.
INTERVIEWER: No, just a salad will be fine.
Chandler: Hey, you're gonna be fine. You're one of the most caring, most responsible men in North America. You're gonna make a great dad.
RACHEL: It's OK, it's fine.
CHANDLER: Fine with me.
Phoebe: yeah I've nothing to be ashamed of ok so I haven't been in a relationship that lasted longer then a month. Ok I haven't had a real boyfriend you know if he can't handle that he can leave. which he will and that's ok. so I'll just be alone forever you know alright I'll be. it'll be fine. it'll be fine. I'll go walking tours with widows and lesbians. Oh (takes a deep breath and sits down, knock on the door)
ROSS: Ok fine.
RACHEL: Fine, I will.
MICH: Oy. Look, I've been through a divorce, trust me you're gonna be fine. You just can't see it now because you haven't had any closure.
RICHARD: Oh honey, I'm fine.
MONICA: Fine, go have sex.
Joey: Fine! (He slams on the brakes, stopping the car on the bridge to the sound of numerous car horns.) Get out!
CHANDLER: Oh, I'm fine about my problem now, by the way.
JOEY: Fine, make fun. I think it's jaunty.
Joey: Yeah, well be fine.
MONICA: Alright. If you guys don't want it to be special, fine. You can throw any kind of party you want.
MONICA: I'm sorry, I'm sorry. You know what, the way you did it was just fine.
Ross: Oh! A fine choice. I'm coming out. (Starts to climb over the furniture)
Phoebe: Well, okay, fine, use my happy place. Okay, I'm just gonna, I have to ask that you don't move anything.
Rachel: Fine. (on phone) Hi! Yes, Id like to order a large pizza.
RYAN: Fine.
Monica: I'll bet he's totally over me, I'll bet he's fine.
RACHEL: Ok mom, you know what, fine, I'll make an appointment ok, but you know what, right now, I gotta go, I gotta go do a thing.
The Doctor: Hes doing just fine, hes resting now, but you can see him in a little bit.
Ross: This is my son having lunch, ok? It's gonna happen a lot, so you'd better get used to it. Now if you have any problem with it, if you're uncomfortable, just ask questions. Carol's fine with it, now come on.
Monica: Okay, fine. (runs to her room)
Rachel: It's fine.
Mrs. Bing: (on TV) Oh, fine. I'm leaving for New York tomorrow, which I hate- but I get to see my son, who I love...
Ross: Yeah, I'm fine, I'm fine. (A woman emerges from the toilet behind him and he tries to pretend he was in the other one)
Ross: You know what it's fine. If you're okay with the Barbi thing, so am I.
Monica: I'm fine, just a little tired, I'm okay. How's Richard doing?
Ross: Fine, fine, Rachel your with Monica, Joey youre with me.
Ross: Fine.
RICHARD: That's fine. Well, your other dad and I are gonna go have a romantic evening and I guess I'll just see you kids around.
Monica: Y'know what, thats fine, maybe you havent grown up, but I have.
Richard: Well, you seem fine.
Chandler: Fine with me.
Ross: Ow! Ow! Okay, okay, fine, fine! All right, you wanna win by cheating, go ahead, all right. Phoebe the touchdown does count, you win.
ROSS: Fine, OK! Heat, heat, heat, and I'm the obsessive one. [goes to the radiator and starts turning the knob] OK, this way is on, so this is. . . [breaks off the knob] off.
Rachel: All right!! Fine! Fine.
Ross: Honey, just relax, it's gonna be fine. Hey, umm,. why don't I come down there and I'll take you out to lunch?
Ross: Fine. I just need to know that youre not gonna tell your sister.
Joey: Okay, fine, so now what, I just pull it off?
Rachel: (on the verge of tears) Yeah, Im fine.
Monica: All right fine, your guy may have a great body, but our guy is really funny.
Jasmine: Fine. (starts to leave, and points at Frank) I dont like you!! (leaves)
Phoebe: Okay, (starts to pack up her stuff) fine. Come dinosaur, were not welcome in the house of no imagination.
Joey: Oh, hold up, I'll walk out with you. Now, Rach, when she taught you to kiss, you were at camp, and.. were you wearing any kinda little uniform, or- (Rachel exits and slams the door in his face.) That's fine, yeah...
Rachel: Im fine, Im fine.
Rachel: All right, fine. Um, you were not the only one there. (Camera fades to Ross, who's listening very carefully) Joey was there too.
Chandler: Well, I believe the piece of furniture was fine until your little breakfast adventure with Angela Delvecchio
Rachel: Thats fine!
PHOEBE: But Joey, you're gonna be fine. You don't need that show, it was just a dumb soap opera.
Ross: Fine. Ill go.
Phoebe: Yeah... Ogh... Okay, fine. You made your point. Can you please just be Mike Hannigan again?
Ross: Okay, fine, fine. You dont want to believe me? No, thats fine. (starts to leave)
Rachel: All right. (She starts to take off her robe) Fine.