words in movies
Joey: God. Hes crazy! Why doesnt he want to be with Rachel?
Rachel: Well they have uh, some unusual pet names for each other. Including umm, evil bitch and uh, sick bastard. Oh God oh! Contraction!
Monica: Oh good God! If you want a baby so bad just go steal it!
Rachel: Oh for the love of God!
Janice: Hi! Hi sweetheart! This is my husband Sid, I dont think youve met him. Ross, Rachel, this is Sid. I nabbed him a year ago at the dermatologists office. Thank God for adult acne huh? (Does the laugh.)
Chandler: Weirdest thing. Did I hear(A nurse opens the privacy screen and Chandler sees Janice)Mother of God its true!
Rachel: Oh. Look at you making up crap for me. Oh God! (Starts another contraction as Dr. Long enters.)
Rachel: My God. Okay. (Another woman enters.) Ha-ha-ha beat ya! Sucker!
Cliff: Oh my God! Thats the doctor who was in my room before!
Rachel: Oh God twenty seconds my ass!!
Ross: What? You do? You do? (Looks) Oh my God!
Rachel: Dont say, "Oh my God!" Oh my God what?
Ross: Oh thank God, I thought she had two heads.
Rachel: Oh God. Is she gonna be okay?
Rachel: Oh God!
Ross: Oh! Oh my God oh! Oh my God shes here.
Monica: Oh my God! Shes amazing. Oh, oh Im so glad you guys got drunk and had sex!
Rachel: So? You guys are all sleep deprived. I dont see you weeping because you put your slippers on the wrong feet. Oh God. (Starts to cry harder.)
Ross: Oh my God! Im sorry, I was talking to this nurse, completely forgot.
Joey: My God.
Rachel: (seeing the ring) Oh my God. (Pause) Okay.
Phoebe: Ah! Oh my God! You r-r-rotten boys!
Monica: Oh my God! Oranges!
Phoebe: (simultaneously) Holy mother of God!!!
Ross: Oh my God! What happened to the door?!
Ross: Oh my God.
Dennis Phillips: Oh my God, that was for my benefit?
Rachel: Thank God youre here! You have to help me! Were you just talking to yourself?
Rachel: (on tape) Oh, thank God youre here! You have to help me! Were you just talking to yourself?
Rachel: Oh God!
Rachel: Oh my God. (Laughs)
Rachel: Noo! Oh no! No! God no! He should not get back together with her. I know that! You know that! Even Ross knows that! But that still doesnt give us the right to erase his message!
Eric: Oh my God, youre the sister!
Monica: Oh my God, Phoebe!
Phoebe: Hello handsome. (Sees Ursula over her shoulder) Oh God. (Walks away in shame as they kiss.) Oh look at you two. So when did you guys meet?
Monica: (To Phoebe) Oh God!
Chandler: God, Im exhausted.
Ross: Look this is starting to look really bad for me. Okay? Mona, Monas standing right over there. (Looks behind him.) Oh God, shes talking to Joey! You gotta let me win!
Joey: (simultaneously) Oh my God!!! I cant believe that!!
Monica: Oh my God! You cleaned! (Gasps) Look at these floors! You did the windows! Oh, I have been begging you for months and you did! You cleaned! And nagging works!
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?
Phoebe: Oh my God! Youre getting a massage! You never let me massage you!!
Monica: Oh my God! A friend hes looking at differently, but its wrong. Its Rachel!
Ross: Oh. Oh. Thank God, most women dont even feel them.
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.)
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
Rachel: Okay. Oh GodOw!Oo!
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.
Monica: Oh! Oh, my God! No wonder my mother hates me!
Monica: Oh God!
Monica: Oh myThis is so embarrassing. Oh my God, Im never gonna get massaged again!
Amy: Oh my God!
Rachel: Oh my God! (Notices the boots) Oh Monica! Those boots are amazing!
Rachel: Oh, my God!
Monica: Oh, thank God!
Monica: Oh, my God.
Phoebe: Yeah, I had a date with this guy, and I swear to God, he is her other half.
Mona: Oh, my God! She has food delivered here?
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?
Waiter No. 2: God, youre gonna be here all night!
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.
Joey: (hearing Rachel and jumping up with his plate) Oh God! Thats Rachel!
Rachel: Oh my God!! You guys have such problems!! I feel so terrible for you!
Joey: What?! Oh my-oh my God!
Phoebe: Oh my God!
Mona: (seeing Ross) Oh my God! Ross!!!
Rachel: Oh God.
Mrs. Geller: (Looking around at the chapel.) Oh my God! Its like a fairyland.
Ross: (faking starting to cry) Oh God youre right.
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.
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!
Parker: My God what a fantastically well lit hallway!
Phoebe: Oh thank God.