words in movies
Rachel: My God, get a room!
Ross: Oh my God. It's like Sophie's Choice.
Rachel: Oh God. What about you, Joe? What would you give up, sex or food?
Joey: Oh... food. No, sex. Food! Sex! Food! Se-I don't know! Good God, I don't know, I want girls on bread!
Phoebe: Oh, thank God, 'cause that thing's really creepy! (looking outside the window) Look, there's Chandler. (he's on the street, talking to a woman)
Monica: Okay. Right. Oh my God that is gonna be so hard.
Monica: Oh my God! Oh my God that’s awful! What did you think of the house?
Ross: Oh my God.
Phoebe: Oh my God! Monica's gonna totally freak out!
Monica: Hey, did you get the turkey bast-Oh my God! Oh my God! (She sees someone is stuck in the turkey.) Who is that?
Monica: Oh my God!
Monica: Oh my God! My God! We've got the house !?
CHANDLER: No, see, I'm trying this new screening thing. You know, I figure if I'm always answering the phone, people'll think I don't have a life. My god, Rodrigo never gets pinned.
Rachel: Oh my God, Monicas gonna go out with a millionaire.
Alice: Oh my God, who died on this?!
Rachel: Oh my God! The millionaires here!
Phoebe: No, Im really okay with this. Yknow why? Cause look at them, and I made that, so I know its gonna be like a million times harder to give up a baby but, oh my God, its gonna feel like a million times better, right? I wanna do this. (To Frank and Alice) I wanna carry your baby.
Frank: Oh my God, I think Im gonna cry!
MONICA: [answers the door] Dr. Greene. Oh my God it's Rachel's dad. What're you doing here?
Rachel: Oh God. Im sorry about this.
Phoebe: Yeah! Let's do it! Let's live together! (They embrace and Mike kisses Phoebe) Oh god, we're really going to move in together!
Joey: God, I just, I hate her! I hate her!! With her, Oh, Im so talented. and Oh, Im so pretty, and Ooh, I smell so good.
Phoebe: Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh my God!! So I-I mean so in a few months Im going to have three full grown babies just walkin around inside me?! Oh! Oh! And its gonna be one of those log rides where they just come shooting out!
Joey: Yeah! Oh my God! (to Chandler) Is this what its like to be you?
Chandler: Oh my God! That is so not the opposite of taking somebody's underwear!!
Joey: Man, I remember the first time I saw that girl Katherine, after we broke up. She was just walking with her friend Donna, just laughing and talking. God, it killed me.
Monica: Oh my God, the cat's made my eyes water! Don't-don't throw it to me! My vision's been compromised!! (Quickly grabs a tissue to wipe her eyes.) Oh God! Okay. Okay. It's okay. Man, that was close.
Phoebe: What?! Oh my... (sees the remains of the house) Oh my God!! What happened?!
Phoebe: Oh my God, they took my idea!
Phoebe: Oh my God, are you guys okay?
Chandler: Oh my God! Whos gonna watch that?!
Rachel: (angrily) BACK OFF!!! (She starts banging on their door.) Get up! Get up! Get up! God damn it! Get up, get up, get up, get up, get up!!
Monica: Oh God!
Monica: Oh God, Im so sorry.
RACHEL: You see, you look beautiful. For god sakes, dim the lights.
PHOEBE: Happy Christmas Eve Eve. [sees Ross's picture frame] Oh my God, where did you get this?
Monica: Oh my God! Oh, this is incredible! Ohh! (she rolls over and kisses him on the cheek) All right, y'know what? Im just gonna roll right into that office and-and quit!
Ross: Oh my God, is that still...
Ross: Oh my God!
Rachel: Thank you. (She goes to take off her make-up and screams in pain) Oww!!!! God!
Monica: Oh God.
Rachel: Oh my God!
PHOEBE: Look kibbles, bits. Oh God, alright, get the hell off my leg you yippity piece of crap. [Flings the dog off and jumps in the cab. The dog keeps jumping up to the window.] Ok, alright, we have a problem.
Rachel: Oh my God. I cannot keep having this same fight over and over again, Ross, no, youre, youre, youre making this too hard.
Joanna: Oh God, we just clicked! Yknow how people just click? Like he came by to pick me up, and I opened the door, and it was just like, click! Did he tell you?
Phoebe: Ugly Naked Guy's taking his turkey out of the oven. Oh my god. He's not alone. Ugly Naked Guy's having Thanksgiving dinner with Ugly Naked Gal.
Phoebe: That is so great! Oh, I... (sees that a parked car near them has caught on fire) Oh my God!
Phoebe: Oh my God, I didnt
Rachel: Oh my God. (starting to cry)
Phoebe: Oh my God! You dated someone with a glass eye too?!
Ross: Oh God!
Phoebe: (the fire has worsened) Oh my God!!!
Monica: Oh my God, it was the best funeral ever! I mean, everyone loved the food, and guess what? I even got another funeral for tomorrowthe dead-guy-from-today's best friend. I mean, it is like I am the official caterer for that accident!
Monica: God Ross, what is that?
Rachel: (gasps) Oh my God! Oh my God!! That is like the third most prestigious soap opera award there is!
Rachel: (looking up at the ceiling) God, Monica its on the ceiling.
Chandler: I'm not gonna talk to her, she obviously got my message and is choosing not to call me. Now I'm needy and snubbed. God, I miss just being needy.
Ross: Oh God, thank you! (Runs and gives all of them a group hug.) Umm, uh, Mr. Stevens Id like you to meet my friends uh, this is Phoebe, Monica, and Chandler.
Ross: Okay here, have one of these peppers. Oh ha Oh God! So so hot! (Rubs his eyes.) Oh my(Laughs.) By the way, you dont want to touch the pepper and then touch your eye.
Phoebe: Oh, look at these! Hey, Ben. Just do it. (Ben starts to cry) Oh my God, oh, ok, was that too much pressure for him?
Chandler: Oh my God! If you say that one more time, Im gonna break up with you!
Joey: Oh my God, that's great! I'm smart!! No, no, I'm... (he uses the Thesaurus) "brainy, bright, clever", I love this thing! Look out ladies, Joey Tribbiani's got the whole package!!
Monica: My God, you cant even look at me! Can you?
Phoebe: Oh my God, so do I!
Monica: Oh God (Starts looking around.) Why dont they put chairs back here?!
Rachel: Oh. (we hear laughing from the upstairs apartment) Oh my God, is that Phoebe?
Monica: Oh my God! Thats Pete! But why is Bill huggin Pete?
Phoebe: Oh my God, you guys are selling the entertainment center?
Monica: Look Ross, the only question you need to ask is, "Do you see a future?" I mean like do you see yourself marrying her? (Ross pauses in consideration.) Oh my God! You did it already! You married her, didnt you?!
Phoebe: I'll find Bob, I'll get him. Bob? (starts looking) Bob! Robert! (looks at cabinet under sink) Oh wait, I think I hear him. Oh - Oh my god! Bob had babies! Bob's a mom!
Monica: (entering) Oh my God! What happened?
Monica: Oh my God! You still have the Chipper!
Chandler: OH MY GOD!!!
Monica: (to Phoebe) Oh my God! Did you hear that? She hired me because she thinks Im good.
Phoebe: (entering) Hey, you guys. Listen, Im sorry that I was hogging the game before(Sees the top ten list)Oh my God! Your friends have some unfortunate initials!
PHOEBE: Oh God, here we go. For the first time in my life I'm gonna say 'Hi birthfather'.
RACHEL: Yeah, when I was in the bathroom I saw the window that I crawled out of at my wedding, and God, I just started thinking that I shouldn't be here, you know I shouldn't, people are going to be looking at me and judging me and, and thinking about the last time.
Chandler: Oh my God! That's why I got up too!
Kathy: Oh my God!
Kathy: Ohh, God, guys, check it out, you can see that girl's underwear!
Rachel: Oh my God! What happened?
Rachel: Oh, The Velveteen Rabbit! Oh my God, when the boy's love makes the rabbit real!
Ross: Oh my god! I'm so sorry, Cheryl. I must have freaked out.
All: Yeah! Oh my God!
Monica: Okay, all right, how's this? 27. Italian-American guy. He's an actor, born in Queens. Wow, big family, seven sisters, and he's the only....boy. (they all turn and look at Joey) Oh my God, under personal comments: 'New York Knicks, rule!'
Chandler: (interrupting) Oh my God! Play!
Kathy: (entering) Hey! (sees whats on TV) Oh God, is that Baywatch?
Joey: (rushing in) Oh my God! What happened here? Did you do all this?
Phoebe: Oh my God, hes lost it. Hes totally lost it.
Phoebe: I picked her! Oh thank God you want her! Ooh!
Phoebe: God, what happened?!
Monica: (Looks at her nails) Oh my God. Wait a minute, I had them put (realises) Oh my God! Its in the quiche! Oh My God!
Phoebe: Ooh, God it looks bad.
Kathy: Oh my God, is it really that bad?
Phoebe: Oh my God! (Starts reading them.) Dizziness, nervousness, drowsiness, facial swelling, nausea, headacheHeadache. Vomiting, stomach bleeding, liver damage! Now okay, I dont recall any of this coming up when you gave me these little death capsules! Oh Im sorry, extra strength death capsules!
Phoebe: It's fun, God I love how sexy I am. (Coughs really loudly.)
Rachel: God, I am so glad you dont have a problem with this, because if you did, I wouldnt even consider applying.
Tim: Oh my God! It didnt remind you of
Monica: Oh my God! How cute is the on-call doctor?
Monica: Oh my God.
Joanna: Kidding! God, I feel wild today!
Phoebe: No. (opens the box) wh - get off your sister! Oh my god, what are we gonna do? We have 7 rats. So what if each of them has 7 rats? And then each of those have 7 rats? That's like ... (starts counting with her fingers) That's math I can't even do! What are we gonna do?
Sarah: (tasting hers) Oh my God! (Looks at the waiter and then to Joey)
Rachel: No! God, would you just calm down!
Monica: Oh my God, oh my God. (on intercom) Call me on the phone!
Monica: Oh God bless my dad sound proofing the basement!
Joey: Thank God! Im exhausted!
Mr. Treeger:: Thank you, listen, thanks a lot Tribbiani, (checks watch). Oh my God, look at the time, I gotta catch the bus to the ball.
Phoebe: Oh my God, hes not even appreciated in his own time. I would give anything to not be appreciated in my own time!
Rachel: Oh my God.
Rachel: Oh my God! How?!
Rachel: Oh, God. Oh, God. (gets worried) Oh God.