words in movies
Woman: Oh my God, I can't believe you're here!
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".
Charlie: Oh my God! Did you talk to him?
Joey: Oh! Hey! Thank God you guys are here!
Chandler: (at the laptop) Oh, no, no, no dear God, no!
Ross: What, oh my God. What did you do?
Ross: Oh my God, we did it! (he sits beside her and skims through her notes excitedly)
Ross: Oh my God, I love you.
Charlie: Oh my God, this is so cool!
Monica: Oh my God, he's gonna do it now. Please, I cannot watch this, let's go.
Phoebe: Oh my God, Mike!
Charlie: Oh my God! (pauses) I'm your groupie!
Chandler: (nearly whispering) Oh dear God, there's two of them!
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!
Ross: Oh my God, wh-what happened?
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!
Monica: Oh my God! You're good!
Monica: (to Chandler) Oh my God. That was so amazing! When did you (pause) Hold on! I almost forgot (she turns to Mike) loser! (back to Chandler) When did you stop sucking?
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?
Monica: Oh my God! A friend hes looking at differently, but its wrong. Its Rachel!
Phoebe: Oh my God! Youre getting a massage! You never let me massage you!!
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.)
Ross: Oh. Oh. Thank God, most women dont even feel them.
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.
Rachel: Okay. Oh GodOw!Oo!
Joey: Dont interrupt me when Im talkin to God! Now where were we? Oh right, okay. Do you Dina, take this man
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 God!
Monica: Oh myThis is so embarrassing. Oh my God, Im never gonna get massaged again!
Amy: Oh my God!
Monica: Oh! Oh, my God! No wonder my mother hates me!
Rachel: Oh my God! (Notices the boots) Oh Monica! Those boots are amazing!
Mona: Oh, my God! She has food delivered here?
Monica: Oh, thank God!
Monica: Oh, my God.
Rachel: Oh, my God!
Phoebe: Yeah, I had a date with this guy, and I swear to God, he is her other half.
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?
Rachel: Oh my God! Really?! Can I see it?
Waiter No. 2: God, youre gonna be here all night!
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
Joey: (hearing Rachel and jumping up with his plate) Oh God! Thats Rachel!
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.
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.
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!
Ross: (faking starting to cry) Oh God youre right.
Rachel: Oh my God, Jill!
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.
Mrs. Geller: (Looking around at the chapel.) Oh my God! Its like a fairyland.
Parker: My God what a fantastically well lit hallway!
Phoebe: Oh thank God.
Phoebe: Oh my God! Oh my God!
Monica: (starts to cry) Oh good God, Ross! How the hell do you do it?
Rachel: God she is unbelievable.
Joey: Its not what you said. Its the way you said it Oh My God, Im a woman!!!
Jill: Oh my God, Rachel!
Tag: (looking at the street) Oh my god! Those guys are stealing my car! (He points down to the street)
Monica: Oh my God, your mother!
Rachel: My God!
Monica: (To Phoebe) Oh my God, my ass is sweating! (on phone) Please! Please! Can you come? Its today at four.
Ross: God, you're amazing... I didn't even have to ask you to call me that.
Joey: What?!?! Oh dear God!
Chandler: Oh my God, introduce us!
Monica: (reading) Oh dear God!
Monica: Oh my God, this is horrible!
Monica: (seeing the stack of newspapers) Oh my God! Look at all the newspapers! It must be a good review! Is it great?!
Joey: Oh my God. So thats it?! I only get to bring one guest?
Rachel: God. (Sits down.) I have never been so uncomfortable in my entire life!
Rachel: Oh my god. Oh my god. (She decides to make a break for it.) Excuse me. Move! Move! Emergency! Excuse me! (She tries climbing over a bench and falls down.)
Chandler: Oh my God! Those are my bedroom eyes?! Why did you ever sleep with me?
Rachel: (breaking the kiss) Oh God!
Rachel: Ahh, yes, I will have a glass of the Merlot and uh, (points to Rosss seat.) he will have a white wine spritzer. Woo! (Looks out the window.) Hey, look at that, the airports moving. (Realizes that thats not how it works.) Hey, are we moving?! Are we moving? Why are we moving? Hey, time-out, umm, yeah, does the captain know that were moving? (Sits back in defeat.) Oh my God. Oh, my gosh.
Rachel: Oh for the love of God!
Phoebe: Good God man dont anger it.
Ross: Im sorry, but we have to have some boundaries! My God, Im dying.
Joey: God. Hes crazy! Why doesnt he want to be with Rachel?
Parker: That sounds great. (Sits down) My God this is the most comfortable couch Ive ever sat on in my entire life. (Bounces on couch)