words in movies
Phoebe: Oh my God! Youre getting a massage! You never let me massage you!!
Joey: Oh my, oh my God!
Ross: My God, the babys kicking. Thats great. Although I kinda wish I-I wouldve been there to feel the kicking for the first time yknow.
Monica: Oh God Phoebe!! (Phoebe covers one ear.) Oh thats it! Thats it! Right there! Oh! (Tries to cover the other ear.) Ooooh-oooh-ooooh (Covers both ears and continues the massage with her elbows.)
Rachel: Okay. Oh GodOw!Oo!
Ross: Oh. Oh. Thank God, most women dont even feel them.
Joey: Uh, really good. Really good. Yeah, I should be ready to kill myself any day now. (Chandler returns with a bobby pin and hands it to Joey.) Wow, you sure found that quick. (He tries the pin in the lock.) I justI wish I didnt feel this way about Rachel anymore, yknow? I wish things could go back to normal. I mean, I love living with her and God, helping out with the baby is just amazing, but now I think I think Ross feels left out. Yknow? When I had to take Rachel to the hospital, the doctor thought I was the father. God You shouldve seen the look on Rosss face. (Pause) By the way, I have no idea what Im doing here. For all I know Im just locking it more. Oh hey, did you try opening it with a credit card?
Phoebe: Really? Theres nothing sexual about this? (Sexily) Oooh. Oo God! Ohh. Ohhhh. Ohh. (Some cute guy is watching closely.) (To him) What are you looking at?! (Pause) I mean hi.
Monica: Oh myThis is so embarrassing. Oh my God, Im never gonna get massaged again!
Chandler: Not to shabby, I got this all off myself using my wifes tools. (He takes the door off the frame and we finally get to see whats behind the green door! It is stacked, floor to ceiling, with junk.) Oh my God!
Monica: Oh God!
Monica: (interrupting him) Oh my God!
Monica: Oh God, maybe he wont see us. Richard!
Monica: Oh my God, Richard. (Yep, Richards back.)
Rachel: God, the first time he smiled at me... those three seconds were more exciting than three weeks in Bermuda with Barry.
Lisa: (laughing) Oh my God!
Ross: Oh my God, you guys!! (Hes excited about what he thought happened.)
Rachel: Pam! Oh God okay, just imagine this, "The Pam."
Joey: Oh my God, youre back!
Ross: Elizabeth, thank God! I was just thinking about
Rachel: (entering) Hey! (Sees Monica, gasps, and runs over to her.) Oh my God youre here, let me see your hand!!
Phoebe: Oh God, Im so glad you guys are happy, I was so afraid you were going to be all freaked.
Chandler: Leave me alone! For the love of God, leave me alone!!! (Joey hangs up.)
Chandler: MyOh my God!
Rachel: Oh God, Phoebe!
Chandler: Oh my God.
Ross: Oh my God. (Hugs Chandler.) Congratulations.
Monica: Oh my God! Then-then-then what are we even doing?! What is this?!
Ross: (thinking) Oh. (Pause) Oh! Oh my God! Okay, I know this, give me-give me a second!
Rachel: Look, I am so so happy for you guys, but you getting married just reminds me of the fact that Im not. Im not even close. And I dont know, maybe I just wanted to make myself feel better. And I know that thats dumb, but oh my God you were so depressed when Ross got married that you slept with Chandler!
Chandler: What in Gods name is that?!
Ross: Oh my God, the wedding book?! I havent seen that since the forth grade!
Ross: Phoebe, oh my God! Wh-wh-what are you doing here?
Monica: Oh my God! Its like one mind.
Monica: Oh my God Chandler! I cant believe it!
Phoebe: Well, we don't n-n-n-n-need a fireman, we'd, we'd like a good mechanic. (hears the sound of approaching sirens) Oh my God, here they come! Well, we gotta get out of here!
Rachel: No! No! No! Im not yelling at you, Im just yelling near you. Oh God Joey, ohh Im my father. Oh my God, this is horrible! Ive been trying so hard not to be my mother I did not see this comin. Oh, Joey, Im sorry. Im so sorry. I just wanted you to learn.
Phoebe: (gasps) Oh God!
Monica: Oh my God. He threw up?
Monica: (To Chandler) You kissed a guy?!! Oh my God.
Monica: Oh my God! (Laughing)
Ross: (talking to himself) My God! These pants are burning up! (He's still wearing the leather pants.) (She snuggles closer.) Oh come on, she wants to snuggle now! What is she trying to kill me? It's like a volcano in here! (Out loud.) Are you hot?
Phoebe: Oh my God! Thats the creep that youre with at the Statue of Liberty.
Rachel: Ohhhhhhhh God. (climbs off his back)
Monica: No, no, no. Honey, I'm ok. Shake it off! (she shakes the wrist and it's more painful) Oh, no! No shaking, no shaking! Ooh! Ooh! (pause) Oh my God! I can't play!
Ross: My God!
Monica: Oh my God yes! Who is she?
Monica: I know!! (calls him) (on phone) Chip? Hi! Its Monica. (listens) Kay. (listens) Kay. (listens) Okay. (listens) Okay, good-bye. (hangs up) Oh my God, we just had the best conversation!! (goes into her room as Rachel enters)
Phoebe: (gasps) My God! What did you order?!
Monica: Oh my God, shes not gonna like the chicken that night either is she?!
Julie: Yes. Oh my god, are you kidding? Ross is so crazy about you, and I really wanted you to like me, and, it's probably me being totally paranoid, but I kinda got the feeling that maybe you don't.
Rachel: Oh my God! Did you get to see anything good?
Mrs. Potter: Mr. Simons been waiting for(sees Phoebe and Rick) Oh my God!
Monica: Oh my God! Oh my God! You have to go!
MONICA: Oh, God forbid.
Phoebe: Oh my god! Where are you? (Looks around.)
Phoebe: (Under her breath) God, I woke the beast. Sorry. (To Monica) I was wrong obviously, I justI misspoke. It's okay.
Rachel: Oh God, oh God, its sowed on though.
Monica: Oh my god! Did you hear that? She said Monica! (She goes back to Clunkers again) Oooh, I can't leave her!
Chandler: Clunkers?! Oh my god!
Phoebe: (gasps) Oh my God Ross!!
Rachel: OH MY GOD!!! (She holds her hands up in triumph and the gang all look at her.) Sorry, I was just imagining what itd be like to catch the money bouquet.
Rachel: Oh yeah! (She gasps.) Oh my God! That is our friend! (Monica covers her face.) It's Naked Ross! (Monica turns and buries her face in Chandler's shoulder.)
Rachel: Oh my God! Joey!
Rachel: (freaking out) Oh my god!!
Ross: Oh my God! Rach-Rach, are-are-are you sure?
Rachel: Here is a book of poetry that I know Monica loves. And-and ohh God this is funny, look, this is a picture of one Halloween where she dressed up as a bride. (Shows Phoebe the picture.) And look, she made me carry her train, which was weird because I was Wonder Woman. Oh and heres a little purse that I found. (Hands her the purse) Yknow I just thought that maybe they could hold the rings in there.
Rachel: (laughs) Oh my God. Can you imagine if there was?! I mean, (getting serious) what would happen exactly.
Rachel: (yelling from another room) Oh my God!
Monica: Oh my God, that place has the creamiest frosting! I use to hitchhike there when I was a kid.
Phoebe: (Trying to get up.) Wait!! Where are you going?! What are you doing?! No!! Wait!! (Not able to get up.) God!! Why am I always pregnant when she does that?!
Rachel: (taking a bite) Oh my God! That is so good!
Monica: No! Really! Any time Ross makes a toast everyone cries, and hugs him, and pats him on the back and they all come up to me and say, "God, your brother." Know what theyll say this year? "God, you"
David: (noticing Phoebe) Oh my God!
Phoebe: (gasps) (whispering) Oh my God! Thats David!
Monica: God, you are so strong.
Phoebe: God Joey, this is taking forever!
Rachel: Oh for God sake just pick a piece!
Monica: Oh my God! Joey, what did you do after you threw her leg on the fire?
Monica: It's not just the drum noise. Every five minutes, Joey throws his sticks in the air, and I have to hear, "Oh my eye! Oh god, my eye!" I mean, it is so annoying.
Phoebe: Oh my God! How did you get back here?!
Rachel: Oh my God! Did you check your entire desk! Did you check all the drawers!
Mr. Geller: Hi. God, it seems like just yesterday you guys used to come out to watch me work.
Rachel: Oh good God! Ive fallen down! (She trips and falls.)
Chandler: Oh my God, I cant believe this! Yknow, I thought I thought you were a good guy.
Phoebe: Theres a reset button?! Ugh, thank you! Thank you! (He exits and she goes to shut it off.) Theres a reset button! My God! Why didnt I see that! (She takes off the plastic cover and looks for the button.) Reset button, reset button, where is there a reset button? (Finds it.) Oh here it is! (Picks it up off of the floor.) Oh! (She presses it hard, but of course it would help if the button was still attached to the detector. In frustration she presses it so hard it causes pain in her thumb.) Ohh, God!
Mr. Geller: Oh my God, does she really thinks that?
Rachel: "Oh my God, I cant find a boyfriend! So I guess Ill just stumble across the hall and sleep with the first guy I find in there!"
Phoebe: Fine! (She takes the blanket.) But please God; tell me how to stop them from going off!
Ross: God, do you realize in ten years were gonna be 40?
Chandler: (turning around and looking) Oh my God!
Monica: (entering with Rachel) Oh my God! Its true!! Oh my God you are so amazing! Oh my God, can I just ask you to do me oh, just one favor?
Rachel: God. You seem really, really nice.
Monica: Nice to meet you! My God youre great!
Joey: (notices something in the mail that Rachel brought in) Oh my God!
Rachel: Well, apparently she caught him cheating on her with someone else. Isnt that sad? (Giggles.) God, could you imagine if I actually married him?! I mean how different would my life be?
Frank Sr.: I can't believe this. I justI can't believe this. How-howOh my God. How long ago?
Phoebe: Oh my God! (Joey looks at her.) Im sorry, too soon. You go.
Monica: Really? (Looks.) My God, hes really cute.
Rachel: Oh my God! Oh my God! I cant go! Im gonna be too nervous!
Phoebe: Oh my God! That guy at the counter is totally checking you out!
Rachel: I know! My God! Do you have your speech?
Monica: Oh my God, what are you gonna do?!
Rachel: Oh my God you stole her award!
Joey: (on phone) Oh my God!
Rachel: (To Phoebe) Oh my God! We have to throw her a shower?!
Rachel: Oh my God youre amazing! Did you just pull that out of her purse?
Phoebe: Well for the regular guy, its bad, but Chandler, Oh dear God!
Rachel: Oh, god, I know it, that I freaked you out.
Joey: Thank God!
Cassie: Oh my God! You do a great Chandler!