words in movies
Joey: Oh my God! Is that why you guys had to get married?!
Rachel: Oh my God, who is it?! (Phoebe rolls her eyes.)
Phoebe: Oh my God!
Phoebe: Is it Ross? Its Ross isnt itOh my God, its Joey!
Joey: (clinks his glass) Id like to propose a toast. To Monica and Chandler, the greatest couple in the world. And my best friends. Now, my when I first found out they were getting married I was, I was a little angry. I was like, (overly angry) "Why God? Why? How can you take them away from me?!" But then I thought back over all our memories together, some happy memories. (Does a fake laugh.) And-and there was some sad memories. (Starts to break down and cry.) Im sorry. And-and some scared memoriesWhoa! (He jumps back, startled.) Eh? And then, and then I realized Ill always be their friend, their friend who can speak in many dialects and has training in stage combat and is willing to do partial nudity. (Starts to walk away, but realizes something.) Oh! To the happy couple!
Dennis Phillips: Oh my God, that was for my benefit?
Dennis Phillips: Oh my God! No-no-no! Please! Please! Dont-dont-dont!
Rachel: Oh. Oh. Well there you go. Whew! (Pause) That isthats greatthat is really great-great news. (Pause) Yknow cause the whole not being ready and kinda the financial aspects, all that. Whew. Wow, this is so just the way it was supposed to be. (Starts to cry.) God.
Rachel: Thanks. (Crying) God this is so stupid! (Pause) How could I be upset over something I never had? Its negative?
Monica: Oh God
Chandler: Please God don't let it be Kung Pow Chicken.
PHOEBE: [sees Marcel at the window] Oh my God.
Rachel: Yes, you didOh my God you didnt! (Screams) Well then why didnt you tell me that before?!
WAITER: Oh my God! Someone, he's choking. Is anyone here a doctor?
ROSS: I'm Ross Geller. Wha, I'm, God in your add you said you were pretty but wow.
RACHEL: Ohh, I'm gonna have to get over it. God, see I didn't know that's I had to do, I just have to get over it.
Ross: Oh God. Y'know, botanists are such geeks.
RACHEL: Oh my God.
MINISTER: You know, nothing makes God happier than when two people, any two people, come together in love. Friends, family, we're gathered here today to join Carol and Susan in holy matrimony.
DR. BURKE: Monica? My God you used to be so. . . I mean you, you, you, you must have lost like. . . You look great.
JOEY: Well, we're, we're just goin' over here so that we can get away from the horrible flesh eating virus, for the love of God woman, listen to me. Is he lookin', is he lookin'?
RACHEL: I'm sorry. Oh God, I'm sorry, it's just that when you moved your hands down to my butt, it was like woah, Ross's hands are on my butt. Sorry.
RACHEL and PHOEBE: Oh God, absolutely.
Rachel: Oh God, come on you guys, is this really necessary? I mean, I can stop charging anytime I want.
RACHEL: Oh, God.
MONICA: I've not seen her since high school graduation. Oh my God, that night she got so dru. . . motional.
MONICA: Finger cramp. Oh God, sorry. Here, let me get that mom.
Joey: No, no, no, no! Hes fine! Look, look, look! (picks up the ball) Heres your ball! Get your ball! Get your ball! (he throws the ball and it bounces right next to the dog) Get your ball! My God, what have I done to you, huh? I broke the dog! Pheebs, I broke the dog!
PHOEBE: Yeah, it's just so strange. I mean, she probably woke up today and thought, "ok, I'll have some breakfast, and then I'll take a little walk, and then I'll have my massage." Little did she know God was thinking, "Ok, but that's it." Oh, but the weirdest thing was, ok, I was cleansing her aura when she died, and when the spirit left her body, I don't think it went very far.
Phoebe: I'll have to get back to you on that. Okay, bye! (Hangs up.) Oh my God! He wants me to come over and feel his bicep and more!
PHOEBE: Oh my God.
RACHEL: Oh my God.
MONICA: Not that, this, US. Oh my God, Ross, you-re, you're, it's jus-, you-, ever sin- you been here.
CHANDLER: God that is good TV.
Rachel: Give it here. (She takes the table.) Oh, God. (And gives it to Monica right away.)
RACHEL: God, Ross, look, what you and I have is special, all Paolo and I ever had was...
RACHEL: Oh my God, honey that's great.
MONICA: Oh my God, it was incredible.
RACHEL: Oh, God, oh, God, I mean it's just so.
Monica: All right, Chandler get the coats. Erica let's go. Phoebe and Joey, keep packing! Oh my God we're gonna have a baby. All right. We're gonna have a baby! OH MY GOD, WE'RE GONNA HAVE A BABY! Oh God, oh God, I got to sit down, I got to sit down. Ooh! (she's hyperventilating)
JOEY: Oh my God.
PHOEBE: I'm not done yet, OK. God. OK, if that goes well, they may even want to make an album.
ROSS: [enters] Oh my God, what's goin' on?
JOEY ON TV: Damnit, I'm a doctor, I'm not God.
Rachel: Whoa!! Whoa, whoa, wait a minute. What time did your little friend leave? (Ross cant answer that) Oh my God. She was there? She was still there? She was in there, when I was in there?!
Monica: You heard him! "No bigger!" "You're perfect!" "Just don't get any bigger!" Oh my god he sounded just like my high school wrestling coach. You know what? I'm going to have to talk to Chandler.
RACHEL: Oh, thank God.
Phoebe: Oh, God bless us, everyone.
MRS BUFFAY: Schnoodle. Oh my God, what the hell happened to my dog?
ROSS: God, that was, that was amazing, that was incredible. You guys, you guys kicked butt.
Rachel: Ok, not that you need it but good...GOD!Is that Chase Lassiter?He's straight, right?
Mona: And the antennae Oh my God youre Spudnik!
MONICA: Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God.
RACHEL: Oh my gosh, wow. Monica. Oh my god. Mom. This is so great.
Rachel: God! And to have to hear about it from Gunther!!
Joey: I swear to god, Dad. That's not how they measure pants.
Rachel: Country club newsletter. My mother sends me the engagement notices for 'inspiration.' Oh my God! Oh my God, it's Barry and Mindy!
Phoebe: Okay! Oh my God! My first bike! Thank you for the best present Ive ever gotten.
RYAN: Oh God help me.
MONICA: Oh my God, you're a freak.
PHOEBE: (laughing) Oh my God, you look so good!
MONICA: Oh God, you are about to get sooo lucky.
MINDY: Oh my God, I'm married!
RACHEL: God I know, you're right.
RACHEL: Oh dear God.
MONICA: Oh my God!
ALL: OH.....MY.....GOD!!
CHANDLER: Oh my God! (it's Janice)
RICHARD: God. I love you.
RACHEL: God, oh God Monica, I forgot. This is our first date.
Monica: God, what is wrong with me.
Chandler: Oh God!
RACHEL: I'm sorry, what did you just say? Did you just say hi? Oh my God, Ross, Ross, Ben just said 'Hi'.
MONICA: God, you are so lucky. I mean, I mean. . . you know what I mean.
Joey: No, Yeeees. God, how do I say this. (walks into the kitchen, Chandler follows closely, he turns around and gets startled). Oh, hi, you know that girl from the Greek restaurant with the hair (holds his hands up to signify she has big hair)?
Monica: God, look what I found in the drain.
Monica: Oh my God. (Grabs Phoebe and turns her away) Phoebe. Don't look now, but behind us is a guy who has the potential to break our hearts and plunge us into a pit of depression.
Janice: You know what, where he hugs you and kinda rolls you away and... Oh... my....God.
Phoebe: Oh, I know, we should have been more prepared. (she looks around) It's okay. Now, the way I see it, our real competition now is Cameron. Oh my God, they just took her sweater off. Look at those arms! Hello Michelin Man.
Chandler: Okay, there's something different though--Oh my God! You smoked!
ERICA: Oh my God. Do the people at the hospital know about this?
Passenger #1: Oh my God. This plane doesn't even have a Philange!
(Joey leaves and Monica mouths to Chandler Oh my God!)
Rachel: Well they have uh, some unusual pet names for each other. Including umm, evil bitch and uh, sick bastard. Oh God oh! Contraction!
Chandler: Oh God.
Phoebe: This is madness. It's madness, I tell you, for the love of God, Monica, don't do it!! ...Thank you.
Phoebe: Oh God, this is turning into the worst wedding day ever! The bride is pregnant. The groom is missing. And Im still holding this. (She throws the test back into the trash.)
Rachel: Pheebs, this guy has been obsessed with your sister, for God knows how long, okay, you don't just give up something like that.
Monica: Are you serious? (they all look) Oh my God.
PHOEBE: Yes, yes, and it's, and we always have to go to, you know, someplace nice, you know? God, and it's not like we can say anything about it, 'cause, like this birthday thing, it's for Ross.
Ross: Oh my God, you've got a crush on your sister's stalker.
Rachel: What are you talking about Pheebs? (Takes out her compact) I don't (She gasps when she looks in the mirror and sees her face.) (To Ross) Oh my God, you drew on me?!
Monica: Oh my God, I went to high school with her. (to Rachel) Rachel! Hi!
Phoebe: All right, I have ya. Oh God.
Monica: Oh my God!!! What are you doing?!!
Rachel: Oh my God, what happened? (points to the cast on Janice's wrist)
Friend No. 1: My God, what were you thinking about?
Phoebe: Whoa!! He is soo unreasonable! God, although I think I understand what he means. Oh my God, this is like 60 Minutes, okay, when, when, at first youre really mad at that pharmaceutical company for making the drug and then y'know you just feel bad for the people because they needed to make their hair grow.
>>> Joey's Subconscious So this is going pretty good. dinner was nice, got a lot in common. (Sees a magazine) Victoria's secret huh we even like the same books. (Walks over to a painting on the wall) Oh now there's a scary painting. wait a minute I think I've been scared by that painting before. (Looks around) You know what this whole place look familiar I have definitely been in this apartment I know I've seen this weird plant before (it's a cactus and he touch's it) AWCH! It did that the last time. Oh my god, I've gone out with this girl before yeah we had sex on this couch and then on that chair and no. no we didn't do it hear which is weird because it seems like a perfectly good place.
Phoebe: Oh my God! I dont believe it! Oh, you poor bunny.
CHANDLER: Because I went to an all boys high school and God is making up for it.
Joey: (to everyone) Oh my God! He's trapped in an ATM vestibule with Jill Goodacre! (on phone) Chandler, listen. (says something intentionally garbled)
Dr. Green: Oh God!
Janice: Oh my God.
Joey: Oh God. Uh, okay, heres the thing, this is the thing, okay, the thing is...
Monica: Oh my God! Well push it in! Push it in!
Monica: Oh my God! Hes gonna rat me out!
Phoebe: (turns around and hits Frank) So thats what you thought I did!! God! Thats not what I do!
Monica: Oh my God! He just said my name! Did you hear that?
Janice: Oh my God!!