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?
Joey: Careful! Youre wasting good pastrami! (Gasps.) Oh my God! Im my dad!
Monica: Oh my God, what would have done if I said yes?
Ross: Oh my God! I-I see what this is! You are in love with Rachel!
Monica: Oh my God! (She goes to hug him, stops short, and hits him on the shoulder.) Where the hell have you been?!!
Phoebe and Joey: Oh my God!
Rachel: Oh my God, Phoebe, are you gonna go to jail?!
Phoebe: Oh God!
Chandler: Oh. Oh, God! (He starts running around like a chicken with his head cut off.)
Rachel: Maybe. I-I don't knowOh God, how could I be so stupid?!
Phoebe: Ooh, God, it's him! It's that cop! God, I can't believe it! He found me!
Monica: Thank God! I can't watch him anymore!
Joshua: and even though none of the other kids believed me, I swear to God, that duck pushed me!
CHANDLER: Sure. (My god, that's a big head! It didn't look this big in the office. Maybe it's the lighting. My head must look like a golf ball at work. All right, don't get hung up on it, quick, quick, list five things you like about her: Nice smile, good dresser...Big head, big head, big head!)
Chandler: I was not and oh God, shh!
Chandler: Oh God, kindergarten flashback.
Rachel: Ohh! Thank God! Where was it?
Caitlin: Oh my God! That was flirting?!
Rachel: Ohh, thank God! Finally!
Rachel: Och, god. (seeing Emma) Oh, thank god, you�re okay. I�m so sorry we left you. Mom never gonna leave you again. Never ever ever again. Uch.
Rachel: Oh my God! Are you serious?!
Phoebe: My God, Joey!
Chandler: (returning) Oh my God! (Storms out.)
Joey: That's what this is about! Oh my God, you hate Ross!
Monica: (shocked) Oh my God!
Monica: Well thank God you were here! I mean, we have to erase that!
Monica: Oh myOh good God!
Joey: Oh... food. No, sex. Food! Sex! Food! Se-I don't know! Good God, I don't know, I want girls on bread!
Woman No. 1: (looks into the box) Oh my God! What's wrong with your baby?!
Ross: Oh, thank God!
Rachel: Ohh, God! Look at him, hes so cute. I wanna go over there, grab him, and kiss him! How can I kiss him and not letting him know that I like him?
Ross: Oh God, here we go!
Rachel: Oh my God! What does that thing do?
Rachel: Oh, let me see! (grabs picture) Oh, God, is he just the sweetest thing? You must just want to kiss him all over!
Monica: Oh my God, I was thinking four.
Rachel: Oh my God! You really are freakishly strong!
MONICA: And, well, don't you have a lot of wild oats to sew? Or is that what you're doing with me? Oh my God, am I an oat?
Phoebe: Oh my God, I remember now! We were playing chess!
Rachel: What?!! Stop it! Stop it! Oh my God!
Joey: (examining the tickets) Oh my God! Those are almost right on the floor!
Phoebe: Richard Simmons?! Oh my God!
Phoebe: (overdoing it) Oh my God!!
Monica: I mean this has been like my dream since I got my first Easy Bake Oven and opened Easy Monicas Bakery. I mean I would kill for this job. I mean I can totally do this job, and God knows I paid my dues. (She removes her fake breasts) But Petes just doing this because he has a crush on me.
Rachel: (gasps) Oh God, you saw me?! Oh!
Phoebe: Okay. (They shake hands and she pulls away suddenly) Oh my God! What did I ever do to you?! (Rubbing her hand.)
Rachel: (regretful) I'm sorry, too! (they look at each other sadly, then she recollects, and puts her hands over her eyes) OH GOD! I shouldn't have said anything!
Chandler: Oh my God.
Rachel: (softly) Oh my God.
Rachel: (seeing Ross and Bonnie inside Central Perk) Oh my God! Phoebe look, its Ross and that girl.
RACHEL: Mom, would you relax. That was 10 blocks from here and, the, the woman was walking alone at night, I would never do that. Mom, c'mon, stop worrying. This is a safe street, this is a safe building, there's nothing [a pigeon flies in the window and lands on the table] OH MY GOOOD, oh my God, oh I gotta go, I gotta go, I gotta go. [hangs up] OK, that's fine, you just read the paper, I'm gonna get a pot, it's not for you. [grabs a pot and lid] OK, that's fine, read the Family Circus, enjoy the gentle comedy. [puts pot over the pigeon] Aaahh, oh my God, oh my God, oh my God, oh my God, oh my God, oh my God, oh my God, oh my God, aaaaahh. [knock at the door] It's open you guys.
Ronni: Oh no, not you, big Joey. Oh my God, you're so much cuter than your pictures! (Joey stares at her) I-I'm, I'm Ronni....Cheese Nip?
Chandler: Oh my God!! Is everybody getting married?!!
MONICA: Oh my God, I can't believe what I'm getting ready to say. I wanna have a baby, but I don't wanna have one with someone who doesn't really wanna have one.
Chandler: Oh my God!
Phoebe: Oh my God! May I just say that you two gentlemen have the exact same hands! They're identical! Now, I've never seen anything like that in the business world.
Rachel: Oh my God.
Joey: Oh my God! Thats huge! (Hugs him.) Wait a minute, why come I wasnt invited? And who was going to be your best man? Dont say, "Ross." Do not say, "Ross."
Phoebe: Oh my God!Eh! Well
Phoebe: Ohh!! God! (Gary enters and she sees him) Ooh! (To Chandler) Get out of here, good for nothing.
Rachel: Ohh! This is so exciting! Oh God (Gasps and starts to sing) Come and knock on my door
Monica: Oh my God its old!
Monica: Wait! Oh my God! I cant get out!
[Scene: Central Perk. Ross is getting coffee as Joey comes from God knows where! Some back area of Central Perk around the corner that weve never seen! Weeeiiirrrddd .]
Monica: No. It was painful. Oh my God , they should call it Pain-zine, now with a little wax.
Monica: Okay! Oh God, yknow what? Its really bad.
Joey: Oh my God! Youre pregnant!
Rachel: Oh my God! Thats so great! Im so happy for you guys!
Rachel: What? Oh my God! Im gonna miss you so much! (Starts to cry.)
Rachel: Ohh! Oh God! (Laughs her way into the living room.)
Guest #2: (sees the cake) Oh my God! Someone cut Howard's cake! (Ross tries dumping it into a nearby plant.) Who would do a think like that?
Rachel: (Resenting the truth) I am not a baby! You know what? I swear to god, just because you get so uptight every time we...
Casting Director #1: Oh my God!!
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!
All: (they all recoil from the smell emanating from him) Oh! God! Wow!
Tommy: (noticing the chick) Ooh, hey! Hey, there little fella. (picks up the chick) Mr. Fuzzy-Man, how are you doing? (starts to pet him) Aww. (The chick poops on his hand.) Eww! Oh! Eww! Gross! Idiot!! Stupid little, fuzzy, yellow creature!! Oh look at me, Im so cute, Im a little chick whos disgusting! God, youre so stupid, how are you not yet extinct!! (the duck wattles behind him and quacks) (to the duck) Quack-quack, quack-quack!! What are you quacking about?! Dumb Donald Doo-Doo!!
Joey: Oh God, yeah.
Rachel: (deadpan) Oh honey thank God youre home, I was getting worried.
Joey: (looking at it) Oh my God!!
Phoebe: Oh my God! Monicas just gonna kill you.
Monica: "Oh my God, I love Ross! I hate Ross! I love Ross! I hate Ross!"
Joey: No, God, no! No! No no, I'm an actor. You'd probably recognize me from a little show called "The Days of Our Lives".
Monica: Kinda. (She hugs Phoebe and looks out the window. She moves closer to it to get a better look.) Oh my God!
Rachel: Yeah but-but-but you liked me! Oh my God, I cant believe this, all this time, I liked you and you liked me!
Monica: Oh my God.
Monica: Okay! (To Rachel) Oh my God, thank you!!
Monica: (starting to cry) Oh God!
Chandler: (pretending) Oh my God! You-almost-gave-me-a-heart-attack.
Chandler: Bye! Thank God
Rachel: (as she's being dragged) What are you? Monica!! Stop it!! Oh my God! Stop it! (Monica drags her totally onto the floor and on her back.)
Joey: Oh dear God!
Ross: You deserve to be with someone who appreciates you, and who gets how funny and sweet and amazing, and adorable, and sexy you are, you know? Someone who wakes up every morning thinking "Oh my god, I'm with Rachel". You know, someone who makes you feel good, the way I am with Julie. (Rachel has moved closer, but hearing that she starts to back up.) Was there a second of all?
Monica: My God, Rachel, I cant believe Phoebe made out with Ralph Lauren. Ohh, Im so jealous. (Chandler looks at her.)
Monica: Oh my god.
Joey: God, its gonna so weird like when I come home and youre not here. Yknow? No more Joey and Chans. No more J and Cs. "You wanna go over to Joey and Chandlers?" "Cant, its not there."
Phoebe: Oh my God. What happened?
Rachel: Oh my God. Did you talk to him?
Chandler: You know Oh My God.
Chandler: Yes, God forbid we throw out old underwear. You-you know what? Im going to go over to Joeys.
Rachel: Oh My God, Phoebe, thats not Ralph Lauren. Thats Kenny the copy guy.
Chandler: Hey Ross, I was wondering if Oh my God!! Where are all the men???
Rachel: Oh no, no, no. Oh God, you think I made out with him.