words in movies
Rachel: Oh, yknow I'm not that much of a sweet tooth. I(Chandler puts a forkful of the cheesecake in her mouth.)Wow. My God, so creamy. Oh my God, this is the best cheesecake I have ever had. Where did you get this? (She reaches over to look at the label on the box.)
Monica: My God, I cant believe this! I mean I knew that mom and dad were invited, but I thought that was it! I mean from the ages 7 to 9 Frannie and I were inseparable!
Phoebe: (gasps) (whispering) Oh my God! Thats David!
David: (noticing Phoebe) Oh my God!
David: Yeah, Im just, Im just in town for a conference. Umm, God you look phenomenal!
Monica: God, you are so strong.
Rachel: (taking a bite) Oh my God! That is so good!
Phoebe: God Joey, this is taking forever!
Rachel: Oh for God sake just pick a piece!
Phoebe: Oh my God!
Mona: (seeing Ross) Oh my God! Ross!!!
Rachel: Oh God.
Ross: (faking starting to cry) Oh God youre right.
Monica: No. No. Not it. Not it. Not it. (Checks another rack and another woman tries to reach around her.) (To the woman) Dont crowd me! (Finds it) This is it! This is the dress! Oh my God, its perfect! (She takes it off of the rack and someone has a hold of it on the other side of the rack and tugs on it.) Im sorry, this ones taken! (The other woman tugs harder pulling Monica through the rack.) Whoa!
Ross: (laughs) Muriel. Wh-why would he call you Muriel? (Ross realizes something.) Oh my God! Chandler M Bing? Its not just an M, your middle name is Muriel!!
Woman: Oh my God. That sounds amazing. I would love to see pictures.
Mrs. Geller: (Looking around at the chapel.) Oh my God! Its like a fairyland.
Parker: My God what a fantastically well lit hallway!
Phoebe: Oh thank God.
Phoebe: Oh my God! Oh my God!
Monica: (starts to cry) Oh good God, Ross! How the hell do you do it?
Rachel: God she is unbelievable.
Joey: Its not what you said. Its the way you said it Oh My God, Im a woman!!!
Rachel: Oh my God, Jill!
Jill: Oh my God, Rachel!
Monica: Oh my God, your mother!
Rachel: My God!
Monica: (To Phoebe) Oh my God, my ass is sweating! (on phone) Please! Please! Can you come? Its today at four.
Tag: (looking at the street) Oh my god! Those guys are stealing my car! (He points down to the street)
Joey: What?!?! Oh dear God!
Chandler: Oh my God, introduce us!
Monica: (reading) Oh dear God!
Monica: Oh my God, this is horrible!
Monica: (seeing the stack of newspapers) Oh my God! Look at all the newspapers! It must be a good review! Is it great?!
Ross: God, you're amazing... I didn't even have to ask you to call me that.
Rachel: God. (Sits down.) I have never been so uncomfortable in my entire life!
Joey: Oh my God. So thats it?! I only get to bring one guest?
Chandler: Oh my God! Those are my bedroom eyes?! Why did you ever sleep with me?
Phoebe: Good God man dont anger it.
Ross: Im sorry, but we have to have some boundaries! My God, Im dying.
Rachel: (breaking the kiss) Oh God!
Joey: God. Hes crazy! Why doesnt he want to be with Rachel?
Rachel: Ahh, yes, I will have a glass of the Merlot and uh, (points to Rosss seat.) he will have a white wine spritzer. Woo! (Looks out the window.) Hey, look at that, the airports moving. (Realizes that thats not how it works.) Hey, are we moving?! Are we moving? Why are we moving? Hey, time-out, umm, yeah, does the captain know that were moving? (Sits back in defeat.) Oh my God. Oh, my gosh.
Parker: That sounds great. (Sits down) My God this is the most comfortable couch Ive ever sat on in my entire life. (Bounces on couch)
Rachel: Oh for the love of God!
Rachel: Oh my god. Oh my god. (She decides to make a break for it.) Excuse me. Move! Move! Emergency! Excuse me! (She tries climbing over a bench and falls down.)
Chandler: Weirdest thing. Did I hear(A nurse opens the privacy screen and Chandler sees Janice)Mother of God its true!
Monica: yeah oh my god, I'm so moved.
Rachel: My God. Okay. (Another woman enters.) Ha-ha-ha beat ya! Sucker!
Cliff: Oh my God! Thats the doctor who was in my room before!
Rachel: Oh God. Is she gonna be okay?
Rachel: Oh God twenty seconds my ass!!
Rachel: Dont say, "Oh my God!" Oh my God what?
Rachel: Oh God!
Ross: Oh! Oh my God oh! Oh my God shes here.
Rachel: God! DontWe cant let her start getting ready! This is too awful! Oh God, but wait shell be in the gown and then he wont show up and then shes gonna have to take off the gown
Monica: Oh my God! Shes amazing. Oh, oh Im so glad you guys got drunk and had sex!
Rachel: Oh God, that's right. I blocked that out.
Joey: My God.
Rachel: (seeing the ring) Oh my God. (Pause) Okay.
Rachel: (seeing the ring) Oh my God. (Pause) Okay.
Joey: Oh God, what the hell am I going to tell him?
Phoebe: Oh my God! He did it?
Joey: (To God) Are you kidding me?!
Mr. Geller: Oh my God! This is so exciting! Well, get back in there! (Points to the closet) Ill guard the door!
Rachel: Oh my God!
Rachel: God how long do you think thats gonna last?
Rachel: Oh god look at her sleeping. Oh, I love her so much! Oh, I think Im gonna wake her up.
Monica: Oh my god, I am losing my mind.
Ross: Oh my god, this really hurts!!!
Rachel: Oh my God! How long has she been crying?
Rachel: Yeah I dont think dressing provocatively is going to help me here! Oh my god just please take her.
Rachel: Oh my God! You got her to stop crying!
Monica: I'm gonna miss this hand! Okay I know it's a lot to ask, but oh my God Chandler, this is a once in a lifetime opportunity.
Ross: Oh my God!
Phoebe: Who are you kidding? (To Joey) You just find some guy off the street for me? Oh God! This is humiliating!
Rachel: Thanks. (Crying) God this is so stupid! (Pause) How could I be upset over something I never had? Its negative?
Rachel: Oh thank god, if Phoebe�s going, can we please take Emma home?
Joey: my god woman! How many people do you have to had been with not to remember any of this?
Ross: What? (Motions for Phoebe to go outside with him.) Oh my God! She-she thinks were engaged! Why? Why? Why would she think were engaged?!
Phoebe: Oh my god you're right.
Rachel: Oh my god, I left the water running.
Ross: Oh my god, you know what, yeah, I think you�re right. I think � listen, listen!
Joey: (Realizes that he has forgotten all about the double date) Oh my God!
Phoebe: (gasps) Oh my God! David!
Ross: (shakes his head) Oh my God!
Phoebe: Thank you! God, no! You should see me when... Oh actually, no, I look pretty good.
Mike: Oh, thank God. (he laughs nervously, and Phoebe gets her keychain from her bag.)
Phoebe: I know! (points at herself) Evil! And... and... and... I like Mike so much, you know. It's just going really well. Oh my God!
Phoebe: Oh my god! Shouldn't we stop this?
PHOEBE: Oh my God!� I love things.� What happened?
PHOEBE: (imitating Rachel) "Oh, I have to get my number back.� Oh my God.� He's gone."� (smiles) Dead on.
RACHEL: Oh God.� It seems like forever ago.
RACHEL: Oh God, Ross.� Ross is going to pick up the phone.� Oh, I have to get my number back.� (She turns to find Bill, but they have gone.)� Oh my God.� He's gone.
RACHEL: Oh, God, no problem. So you're gonna go with the uh, waiting thing?
ROSS: Oh God.� (He hugs Rachel)
The Director: Look Joey, theres nothing I can do. Besides, youre probably gonna be out by four anyway. Weve just got one short scene. Its just you and Richard, and God knows hes a pro. Youll be fine. (Walks away and sees Richard entering.) Morning Richard.
Rachel: It was ... (can't remember) oh my god. He didn't have a last name. It was just "Tag". You know, like Cher, or, you know, Moses.
Ross: Oh my god...
Monica: Oh my god!
Phoebe: Oh my god, we killed Bob!
Mike: You know, kinda think of it, the capital of Peru IS "vtox". (opens the kitchen cabinet) Oh god! Oh!
Monica: Ok people, we are back in business! (Gets her headset out of her purse) Oh God, we've missed you soo much! (takes all the notes from Phoebe) Ok, go and get your hair and make-up done, and I'll take care of everything.
Rachel: God, I hope he doesn't show up. Of course he's not gonna show up, the guy hates me.
Phoebe: Oh my god.
Rachel: (interrupting her) Oh Phoebe, thats a great story. Can you tell it to me when youre getting me some iced tea? (Phoebe gets up and Rachel groans.) (To the baby) Oh God, get out! Get out!! Get out!! Get out!!
Rachel: Well, it was, and you would have seen it if you didn't showed up at (looks at his watch) ... 9:30?? God! Oh, this party was lame ...
Rachel: Oh God. You know what? Who you think you are? Who are you to decide what messages I should or should not get?
Chandler: Oh my God!