words in movies
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: Oh god what am I gonna do you guys, I cant even comfort my own baby! Im the worst mother ever!
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!
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!
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!
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.
Rachel: Thanks. (Crying) God this is so stupid! (Pause) How could I be upset over something I never had? Its negative?
Phoebe: Oh my god you're right.
Joey: my god woman! How many people do you have to had been with not to remember any of this?
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!
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?!
Rachel: Oh thank god, if Phoebe�s going, can we please take Emma home?
Phoebe: (gasps) Oh my God! David!
Phoebe: Thank you! God, no! You should see me when... Oh actually, no, I look pretty good.
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!
Mike: Oh, thank God. (he laughs nervously, and Phoebe gets her keychain from her bag.)
Ross: (shakes his head) Oh my God!
RACHEL: Oh God.� It seems like forever ago.
Phoebe: Oh my god! Shouldn't we stop this?
ROSS: Oh God.� (He hugs Rachel)
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, 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.
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: Oh, God, no problem. So you're gonna go with the uh, waiting thing?
Monica: Oh my god!
Ross: Oh my god...
Mike: You know, kinda think of it, the capital of Peru IS "vtox". (opens the kitchen cabinet) Oh god! Oh!
Phoebe: Oh my god, we killed Bob!
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.
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.
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: Oh God. You know what? Who you think you are? Who are you to decide what messages I should or should not get?
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 ...
Phoebe: Oh my god.
Joey: Oh my God!
Chandler: Oh my God!
Monica: Oh my god.
Monica: Oh my God Stu! I-I cant believe you did this! Now are you absolutely sure shes a hooker?
Monica: Oh my god, Emma. Oh, sweetie, I forgot you were here. Oh, you're right, we can't do this. We can't leave her alone.
Joey: Oh my god, you're right!
Rachel: Oh my god, this is the worst date ever!
Monica: Oh my god, where's Emma? Where's Emma?
Monica: Oh my god, then...
Monica: Oh, thank god! Emma, there you are!
Kim: Oh my God. He just gave you the coldest look I have ever seen. Its like he hates you. Then it is true.
Chandler: God why why would you want to do that to yourself!?
Rachel: Since when do take naps in that position. Oh God Monica, tell me you were waiting for a guy! Please tell me you were waiting for a guy!
Phoebe: Oh my god, Rachel asked me if I knew anyone for her too.
Phoebe: God, I wish Mike were here.
Phoebe: Oh my god! Look, it's Ross and Rachel. Oh, the plan is working.
Monica: Oh my god. We're trying to get pregnant so he's probably starting to freak out about the fact that my body is going to change.
Rachel: (to herself) Oh God.
Joey: (sounding panicky)Oh my god Ross! You don't have Emma! And Rachel you don't have Emma! (Starts yelling) Where's Emma? Who has Emma!?
Everybody: (excited) Oh my God, congratulations!
Monica: Oh God, I am so sorry honey...
Rachel: Oh, please!Honey, just the fact that you want me here to support you, I'm...OH MY GOD!Is that Christian Sanders?He's so gorgeous!
Joey: (talking to a pineapple in his hand) God, you're beautiful...why are we fighting this?You know you want it to happen as much as I do.
Manny: Oh yeah yeah, thank God you were here to oversee all the kissing!
Rachel: God, you have to tell me what happens tomorrow!
Rachel: (entering, excitedly) Oh! Hi you guys, oh my God! Youll never gonna believe happened to me today! I am sitting in my office and
Ross: Oh my god.
Chandler: (To himself) oh yes, God yes!!
Charlie: Oh my God!!
Monica: Joey, put that down! (the phone rings) Oh my God! It's Pete. Okay, get out!! How the hell do you answer a video-phone! (steps in front of it, and automatically answers it)
Ross: Oh my God, she's great! I mean, we-we have so much in common and she's just cool, and funny...
Joey: (sitting on the sofa in front of the tv) Rach, come on! They are announcing the numbers! My God, I can already feel myself changing.
Monica: (Shocked) Oh my God! Chandler!
Ross: Oh my God! Have you ever been in a relationship with someone who hasn't won the Nobel Prize?
Monica: (weeping) Oh my God!
Monica: Oh my god, honey, I'm so so so so so sorry.
Ross: Oh, God. I forgot how hot she was!
Ross: Oh thank God, I thought she had two heads.
Rachel: I don't know why Joey had to kiss her! I mean, of all the girls at the party, GOD!
Janice: OH MY GOD!!
Phoebe: Oh, theres a cab! Taxi!! (The cab stops and she opens the door.) Good timing, my God, huh? Here you go. (Pushes Rachel in and closes the door.)
Phoebe: Oh my God! Youre right! Go! (Monica starts to leave.) Go tell Chandler! Hurry before its too late! Wait no! (Monica stops.) Does this also mean putting out doesnt get you love? (Monica is shocked.)
Phoebe: (whispering) Oh my God!
Monica: I don't care. <pauses and realizes...> Oh my god. I've lost the will to scold.
Joey: Too long! Oh my God, Rach, I've been dying to talk to someone about this for so long! Listen, listen, we can't say anything about this to anybody, they're so weird about that! Listen (Phoebe returns and interrupts them.)
Rachel: Oh, thank God I can't hear a word that you're saying!
Rachel: Oh my God!
Rachel: Oh, God, do you think she heard? It would be so bad if she heard!
Phoebe: Oh my God! So was she! Oh, Ive got-Ive got goose bumps. (She holds out her arm.)
Ross: (To the still half asleep Professor) Oh my God! You really want me to be the keynote speaker? Thank you! (hugs him whilst still on his lap)
Phoebe: Oh my God! (they hug)
Monica: (excitedly) Oh my God, we're gonna be parents!
Woman: Oh my God, I can't believe you're here!
Charlie: Oh my God! Did you talk to him?
Joey: Oh! Hey! Thank God you guys are here!
Rachel: Oh God. You did. You heard. Ok, listen, let me explain.
Ross: What, oh my God. What did you do?
Chandler: (at the laptop) Oh, no, no, no dear God, no!
CHANDLER: Yes, back then I, uh, used humor as a defense mechanism. Thank God I don't do that anymore.
Phoebe: Yes! I do! All the time! I love them! Oh my God! I did it! Its me! Its me! I burned down the house! I burned down the house!
Ross: Oh my God, I love you.
Ross: Oh my God, wh-what happened?
Rachel: (gasps) Oh my God! Listen to you talkin about having kids. Oh my Joey. (She goes over and hugs him.) Oh, please dont get married before I do.