words in movies
Phoebe: Oh my god.
Joey: Please I have an extremely high threshold...Holly Mother Of God! My face! My face!! I'm all right! I'm all right!Just a little bit of shock that's all but I'll be fine you can go again. I'm OK(He tries to avoid the tweezers) Dammit! Woman!! How Hoooow!
Joey: Oh my God!
Joey: Oh my God! I didn�t feel a thing ! Hey, are you still looking for a job because you can tweeze circles aroundthat sadistic bitch at the saloon
Chandler: Oh my God!
Rachel: Oh God, I can�t believe you�re making such a big deal about this. It was one kiss, one guy, one time!
Rachel: Oh God. You know what? Who you think you are? Who are you to decide what messages I should or should not get?
Rachel: Oh my God, I cannot believe this. You know I actually came in here hoping to have a mature conversation with youAbout us! But I can�t do that with someone who hides my messages and brings crazy women back to my apartment!
Monica: I know...God. I haven't seen my savings take a hit like this since I was a kid and they came up with double-stuffed Oreos. What happened to all our money?
Phoebe: Oh my God Eric hi! Wait, howd you get this number?
Rachel: Oh my God! Was she old? Does she have a view?
Ross: Oh, thank God!
Monica: What are you guys doing? (Monica hears the moaning coming from the TV and looks at it) Oh my God, is that Richard? (It only takes a split second for Joey to realise, he pulls Monica down by her jacket, and she falls, face down next to Chandler. Chandler gets up a bit, and Joey quickly covers Chandler's eyes with his hand.)
Chandler: Oh dear God!
Rachel: Ohh, out, oh God, I don't know why we didn't think to check there!
Phoebe: Oh my God!!! Monica!! Hes the stripper from your bachelorette party!!
Chandler: My God! You must be good in bed!
Mona: Oh my God! Oh my God! Im so sorry!
Hooker: Oh God! Listen, I am this close to robbing you guys. (Does the close sign.)
Rachel: (looking at her fingers) Oh my God! Let me see that! (Grabs the book from him.)
Monica: Aww thanks! God Will Im so glad that you came! You look great! You mustve lost like
Will: Nope. Uh, its okay. Its just uh, God I hated her.
Will: Oh, Ill-Ill be fine. Just God I hate her Ross! I hate her!
Rachel: (sees Will) Oh my God Monica, who is that?
Rachel: Oh! I do not remember him! Wow! He's really got that sexy, smoldering thing going on. (We see Will angrily staring at Rachel.) Oh my God, hes Look at the way hes just staring at me. I think hes trying to mouth something to me, but I cant make it out. (Will mouths, "I hate you.")
Rachel: Whoa! My God! So what, you all just joined together to hate me?! Who else was in this club?
Rachel: (shocked) Oh my God!
Chandler: Oh my God!
Rachel: Really?! Oh my God! Im successful!
Monica: Okay. (She gets off him.) God well, we gotta go back and get them!
Phoebe: Oh my God! I do love you! How did you do it?!
Dina: Oh my God! Bobby!
Mona: Oh yeah, probably at the end. (Flips to the end.) Oh my God! He only took pictures of my breasts!
Phoebe: Oh my God.
Doug: Good God Bing I well I cant say Im altogether surprised, I saw the way she looked at you, and there was no love there. And the way she looked at me, pure lust.
Monica: Oh my God!
Rachel: Oh my God. And that works?!
Monica: Oh God! Hes gonna come by and borrow some candles for his big date!
Rachel: Oh my God!
Joey: Oh my God! You did too? It totally freaked me out, what was that?!
Rachel: Oh my God Phoebe, this is impossible! We cant do this by Friday! We have to find a place. We have to invite people! We have to get food! Theres just too much to do! Its impossible! We cant do it! We cannot do it! We cannot do it!
Monica: Oh my God Phoebe, youre on fire!
Rachel: Oh God! Thank God youre home! Im watching Cujo.
Chandler: Oh my God, whats up?!
Joey: Oh my God!
Chandler: Oh my God.
Chandler: My God! He wants to do it with Phoebe in London!
Chandler: Oh, God!
Phoebe: For God sakes, its Rachel!
Joey: Oh my God. You do?
Monica: Oh my God! A friend hes looking at differently, but its wrong. Its Rachel!
Phoebe: Oh my God! Youre getting a massage! You never let me massage you!!
Joey: Oh my, oh my God!
Joey: (screaming) Why God?!! Why?!! We had a deal!! Let the others grow old! Not me!! (He buries his head in Phoebes lap for comfort.)
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: Okay. Oh GodOw!Oo!
Ross: Oh. Oh. Thank God, most women dont even feel them.
Phoebe: Oh my God! I had the best time with Tim last night. He is so sweet! Oh, I cant wait to get sous-neath him.
Joey: Dont interrupt me when Im talkin to God! Now where were we? Oh right, okay. Do you Dina, take this man
Monica: Oh God!
Monica: Oh! Oh, my God! No wonder my mother hates me!
Monica: Oh myThis is so embarrassing. Oh my God, Im never gonna get massaged again!
Rachel: Oh my God! (Notices the boots) Oh Monica! Those boots are amazing!
Amy: Oh my God!
Monica: Oh, thank God!
Monica: Oh, my God.
Rachel: Oh, my God!
Mona: Oh, my God! She has food delivered here?
Phoebe: Yeah, I had a date with this guy, and I swear to God, he is her other half.
Ross: Oh my God! What if, what if they get married? Then hed be the stepfather of my child.
Monica: Oh my God! Thats my restaurant, Im the chef there.
Joey: Oh my God I have to tell her! I havent even thought about what I will say. What should I say?
Joey: (hearing Rachel and jumping up with his plate) Oh God! Thats Rachel!
Rachel: Oh my God! Really?! Can I see it?
Phoebe: Nothing! I swear to God I didnt know you guys would be here! And the good news is you didnt believe in soul mates. So
Rachel: Well, it gets worse. When asked if you take initiative I wrote, "Yes, he was able to unhook my bra with minimal supervision," and under Problems with Performance I wrote, "Dear God, I hope not," and then uh, then I drew a little smiley face, and then a small pornographic sketch.
Waiter No. 2: God, youre gonna be here all night!
Phoebe: Oh my God!
Joey: What?! Oh my-oh my God!
Rachel: Oh my God!! You guys have such problems!! I feel so terrible for you!
Mona: (seeing Ross) Oh my God! Ross!!!
Rachel: Oh God.
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!
Joey: Its not what you said. Its the way you said it Oh My God, Im a woman!!!
Ross: (faking starting to cry) Oh God youre right.
Mrs. Geller: (Looking around at the chapel.) Oh my God! Its like a fairyland.
Monica: (starts to cry) Oh good God, Ross! How the hell do you do it?
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.
Parker: My God what a fantastically well lit hallway!
Phoebe: Oh thank God.
Phoebe: Oh my God! Oh my God!
Rachel: God she is unbelievable.
Rachel: Oh my God, Jill!
Monica: (reading) Oh dear God!
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: 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?!
Chandler: Oh my God! Those are my bedroom eyes?! Why did you ever sleep with me?
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?