words in movies
Chandler: Oh my God! (He and Monica walk away.)
Phoebe: Oh my God! Chandler just left though!
Phoebe: Dont be so negative! Good God! Isnt it possible that Sorry is sitting in there (Joey and Rachels apartment) right now?!
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
Rachel: I know. I know. Oh God. (Looking around) Theres no tissue! Can you grab me some toilet paper?
Rachel: Oh thank you! (Wiping her nose.) Oh God! (She throws it out.) Can I have another one?
Rachel: Oh God I just can not imagine what is gonna happen if Chandler doesnt show up!
Phoebe: (finding something interesting in the trash can) Oh my God!
Rachel: Oh my God!
Rachel: Oh my God!
Phoebe: Oh God, this is turning into the worst wedding day ever! The bride is pregnant. The groom is missing. And Im still holding this. (She throws the test back into the trash.)
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.
Phoebe: Oh my God! Is that him? (She points at someone.)
Rachel: Oh good God! Ive fallen down! (She trips and falls.)
Monica: Oh wow! Okay. Dont scare me like that okay? I mean for a minute there I was like, "Oh my God! The worst has happened!"
Phoebe: Oh my God Monica!
Rachel: Oh my God! Im gonna have to find another minister.
Ross: Oh my God! Monica!
Phoebe: Oh my God! Why would you play hide and seek with someone you know is a flight risk?!
Ross: Oh my God. Oh my God! And youre-youre youre not freaking out?
Monica: Oh my God! Well push it in! Push it in!
Joey: Oh God. Uh, okay, heres the thing, this is the thing, okay, the thing is...
Monica: Oh my God! Hes gonna rat me out!
Monica: Oh my God! He just said my name! Did you hear that?
Janice: Oh my God!!
Phoebe: Oh my God!! (She runs after him, but sets of the security system, which locks the stores door and brings down a set of bars behind her, caging her in.) No! What?! Help me! Let me out! Now! (Points the musket at them.)
Ross: Oh my God, he just said your name, thats great! Good job Ben.
Joey: Oh my God, is she going back to him?
Phoebe: No, look, I told you that I didnt want you to try and sell it, and you just, you big fat did it anyway. God, y'know what, I think five years ago I probably wouldve done anything to play with you but, I can do it by myself. And if I cant trust you then just forget it.
Monica: (entering) Oh my God! You are gonna love me so much! I felt really bad about the whole bachelorette party thing, so tonight youre gonna have a bachelor party.
Phoebe: Oh my God!
PHOEBE: 'Cause my, my grandmother's never had chicken pox. Please, please tell me you have, 'cause oh my God, I forgot how cute you are.
Phoebe: (turns around and hits Frank) So thats what you thought I did!! God! Thats not what I do!
RACHEL: No! They didn't even talk to each other. God, how was I supposed to know they were having problems?
Chandler: Oh my God, how did you do that?
Rachel: Awe! (Emma laughs) Oh my God! Looks, she’s a little dare-devil! Oh, let me push, can I push?
Monica: (covers her neck) Oh God! (runs to the bathroom)
Rachel: Oh my God! Yes, I would love that, oh, that is soo sweet, Joey.
Monica: (she reaches out for it and stops) Oh God! I gotta go! (runs out)
Phoebe: Oh! Oh my God!
Phoebe: You saved them! You guys! Oh God, youre the best!
Chandler: (on phone, reading from a script) Oh, Danielle! I wasn't expecting the machine... Give me a call when you get a chance. (Rattles some dishes) Bye-bye. (Hangs up.) Oh God!
Monica: No, a guy would be saying, "Im never gonna get to sleep with anyone else." Oh my God! Im never gonna get to sleep with anyone else! Ive been so busy planning the wedding that I forgot about all the things that Id be giving up! I mean, I Im never gonna have a first kiss again.
Chandler: (jumps back and points at the cigarette) Oh my God!
Rachel: Oh God, I hate my job, I hate it, I hate my job, I hate it.
Monica: Oh my God!
Rachel: (on phone) Yeah, oh my God, tomorrow! That, no, its perfect. Oh God, thank you soo much. Great! Bye! (hangs up phone) I got the interview!
Rachel: (to Ross) Oh my God!! (she turns around and hugs Mark, not Ross)
Joeys Sister: So! Me neither! God, Mary-Angela was right you do have the softest lips.
Phoebe: God, I hope they kick his ass!
Rachel: Oh! Oh my God! What did I just do?
Carol: Oh please God, let there be a song.
Phoebe: Oh my God, oh my God! Poor Monica!
Phoebe: Oh, totally. Oh, God, oh, she seemed so happy too.
Ross: I mean my God...
Phoebe: Pretty big? Its huge! God, this guy doesnt have a clue! Hes just walking down the street thinking, I had sex with Rachel Green. I rock! then bam! Hes a father and everythings different.
Chandler: Okay! (He joins her on one knee) Okay! Okay! Oh God, I thought (Starting to cry, pauses) Wait a minute, I-I can do this. (Pause) I thought that it mattered what I said or where I said it. Then I realized the only thing that matters is that you, (Pause) you make me happier than I ever thought I could be. (Starting to cry again.) And if youll let me, I will spend the rest of my life trying to make you feel the same way. (Pause as he gets out the ring.) Monica, will you marry me?
Monica: Oh my God. Richard? (turns around) Hi!
Rachel: God, Im not lame, okay. I can do something. I can throw, would you let me throw, come on this is my game too.
Rachel: Okay. (Starts to go.) God yknow, if someone told me a week ago that I would be peeing in Joey Tribbianis apartment
Phoebe: Oh my God!! You threw Pepper on the fire!
Rachel: Oh no!!!! Oh my God!! This is all making so much sense to me now! This is why Adam Carter wouldnt go out with me! This is why Billy Tratt would just stay in this region! (Motions to her breasts.) (Joey has turned around.)
Rachel: Oh my God!!! Ross!!
Rachel: (looking at her watch) Oh my God, I gotta go to work!
Cheryl: (looking in the bag) Oh, thank god, it's not Mitzi. It's just a rat.
Chandler: Oh God, it freaked me out. Okay, I know it shouldnt have, but it did. I mean I like her, I dont want to stop seeing her, but every so often its like Hey, y'know what, wheres your leg? I mean Im the smallest person in the world arent I? Im the smallest person in the world.
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?
Rachel: (startled) Oh!! My God, what are you doing here?
Rachel: (shocked) Oh my God.
MONICA: No you're not. You're, you're allergic to lobster and peanuts and--oh my god.
Rachel: (shocked) Oh my God.
Chandler: Look, you have to help me! Okay? I mean, I know what to do with a woman, yknow, I know where everything goes, its always nice. But I need to know what makes it go from nice to, "My God! Somebodys killing her in there!"
ROSS: Oh, oh my God, is this the wrong day? I don't believe it, uh, well, hey, I guess if it works out we'll, we'll have something to tell the grandkids.
Phoebe: God. Do think it really doesnt hurt? Cause how can they do that?
Rachel: Im sorry, as I was saying the store number is wrong, and Im sorry but thats... (notices a fire that Rosss candle has started) Oh my God!!
Chandler: Oh my God! Oh my God!
Phoebe: (Removing one of the strips) Ow-ow-ow-ow! Oh my God!!!
Monica: Oh my God.
Joey: Oh my God! How many of these things did you have? These are pure vodka.
Carol: Oh God, Ross I am so sorry.
Phoebe: (answering the phone) (whispering) Ross, thank God.
MRS GREEN: Oh my god, there's an unattractive nude man playing the cello.
Phoebe: Oh my God!!
Rachel: Oh my God!! Great!
Alice: Oh my God, who died on this?!
Rachel: Oh my God, Monicas gonna go out with a millionaire.
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! The millionaires here!
Frank: Oh my God, I think Im gonna cry!
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.
Rachel: Oh God. Im sorry about this.
MONICA: [answers the door] Dr. Greene. Oh my God it's Rachel's dad. What're you doing here?
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!
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: 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.
Chandler: Oh my God! That is so not the opposite of taking somebody's underwear!!
Joey: Yeah! Oh my God! (to Chandler) Is this what its like to be you?
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.
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.
Phoebe: Oh my God, they took my idea!
Phoebe: What?! Oh my... (sees the remains of the house) Oh my God!! What happened?!
Phoebe: Oh my God, are you guys okay?
Chandler: Oh my God! Whos gonna watch that?!
PHOEBE: Happy Christmas Eve Eve. [sees Ross's picture frame] Oh my God, where did you get this?
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!!
RACHEL: You see, you look beautiful. For god sakes, dim the lights.
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!
Monica: Oh God!
Monica: Oh God, Im so sorry.
Ross: Oh my God!
Ross: Oh my God, is that still...
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.
Monica: Oh God.
Rachel: Oh my God!
Rachel: Thank you. (She goes to take off her make-up and screams in pain) Oww!!!! God!
Phoebe: Oh my God! You dated someone with a glass eye too?!
Rachel: Oh my God. I cannot keep having this same fight over and over again, Ross, no, youre, youre, youre making this too hard.
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)