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: I'm not gonna talk to her, she obviously got my message and is choosing not to call me. Now I'm needy and snubbed. God, I miss just being needy.
Ross: Oh God, thank you! (Runs and gives all of them a group hug.) Umm, uh, Mr. Stevens Id like you to meet my friends uh, this is Phoebe, Monica, and Chandler.
Ross: Okay here, have one of these peppers. Oh ha Oh God! So so hot! (Rubs his eyes.) Oh my(Laughs.) By the way, you dont want to touch the pepper and then touch your eye.
Phoebe: Oh, look at these! Hey, Ben. Just do it. (Ben starts to cry) Oh my God, oh, ok, was that too much pressure for him?
Chandler: Oh my God! If you say that one more time, Im gonna break up with you!
Joey: Oh my God, that's great! I'm smart!! No, no, I'm... (he uses the Thesaurus) "brainy, bright, clever", I love this thing! Look out ladies, Joey Tribbiani's got the whole package!!
Monica: My God, you cant even look at me! Can you?
Phoebe: Oh my God, so do I!
Monica: Oh God (Starts looking around.) Why dont they put chairs back here?!
Rachel: Oh. (we hear laughing from the upstairs apartment) Oh my God, is that Phoebe?
Monica: Oh my God! Thats Pete! But why is Bill huggin Pete?
Phoebe: Oh my God, you guys are selling the entertainment center?
Monica: Look Ross, the only question you need to ask is, "Do you see a future?" I mean like do you see yourself marrying her? (Ross pauses in consideration.) Oh my God! You did it already! You married her, didnt you?!
Phoebe: I'll find Bob, I'll get him. Bob? (starts looking) Bob! Robert! (looks at cabinet under sink) Oh wait, I think I hear him. Oh - Oh my god! Bob had babies! Bob's a mom!
Monica: Oh my God! You still have the Chipper!
Chandler: OH MY GOD!!!
Monica: (entering) Oh my God! What happened?
Monica: (to Phoebe) Oh my God! Did you hear that? She hired me because she thinks Im good.
Phoebe: (entering) Hey, you guys. Listen, Im sorry that I was hogging the game before(Sees the top ten list)Oh my God! Your friends have some unfortunate initials!
PHOEBE: Oh God, here we go. For the first time in my life I'm gonna say 'Hi birthfather'.
Chandler: Oh my God! That's why I got up too!
Kathy: Oh my God!
RACHEL: Yeah, when I was in the bathroom I saw the window that I crawled out of at my wedding, and God, I just started thinking that I shouldn't be here, you know I shouldn't, people are going to be looking at me and judging me and, and thinking about the last time.
Kathy: Ohh, God, guys, check it out, you can see that girl's underwear!
Rachel: Oh my God! What happened?
Rachel: Oh, The Velveteen Rabbit! Oh my God, when the boy's love makes the rabbit real!
Ross: Oh my god! I'm so sorry, Cheryl. I must have freaked out.
Monica: Okay, all right, how's this? 27. Italian-American guy. He's an actor, born in Queens. Wow, big family, seven sisters, and he's the only....boy. (they all turn and look at Joey) Oh my God, under personal comments: 'New York Knicks, rule!'
All: Yeah! Oh my God!
Chandler: (interrupting) Oh my God! Play!
Kathy: (entering) Hey! (sees whats on TV) Oh God, is that Baywatch?
Joey: (rushing in) Oh my God! What happened here? Did you do all this?
Phoebe: I picked her! Oh thank God you want her! Ooh!
Phoebe: Oh my God, hes lost it. Hes totally lost it.
Phoebe: God, what happened?!
Phoebe: Ooh, God it looks bad.
Kathy: Oh my God, is it really that bad?
Monica: (Looks at her nails) Oh my God. Wait a minute, I had them put (realises) Oh my God! Its in the quiche! Oh My God!
Phoebe: It's fun, God I love how sexy I am. (Coughs really loudly.)
Phoebe: Oh my God! (Starts reading them.) Dizziness, nervousness, drowsiness, facial swelling, nausea, headacheHeadache. Vomiting, stomach bleeding, liver damage! Now okay, I dont recall any of this coming up when you gave me these little death capsules! Oh Im sorry, extra strength death capsules!
Sarah: (tasting hers) Oh my God! (Looks at the waiter and then to Joey)
Tim: Oh my God! It didnt remind you of
Monica: Oh my God! How cute is the on-call doctor?
Rachel: God, I am so glad you dont have a problem with this, because if you did, I wouldnt even consider applying.
Joanna: Kidding! God, I feel wild today!
Rachel: No! God, would you just calm down!
Phoebe: No. (opens the box) wh - get off your sister! Oh my god, what are we gonna do? We have 7 rats. So what if each of them has 7 rats? And then each of those have 7 rats? That's like ... (starts counting with her fingers) That's math I can't even do! What are we gonna do?
Monica: Oh my God, oh my God. (on intercom) Call me on the phone!
Mr. Treeger:: Thank you, listen, thanks a lot Tribbiani, (checks watch). Oh my God, look at the time, I gotta catch the bus to the ball.
Monica: Oh God bless my dad sound proofing the basement!
Monica: Oh my God.
Rachel: Oh, God. Oh, God. (gets worried) Oh God.
Joey: Thank God! Im exhausted!
Rachel: Oh my God.
Rachel: Oh my God! How?!
Rachel: Oh my God! Oh, I cannot believe it!
Phoebe: Oh my God! No! Shoo! Kitty! No! No-no-no! Shoo! Come on, you! (goes over and picks up the cat) Come on. Crazy. (looks into the cats eyes) Oh my God.
Phoebe: Oh my God, hes not even appreciated in his own time. I would give anything to not be appreciated in my own time!
Chandler: (trying to cover up why his hand is over his heart) One nation, under God. Indivisible with liberty and justice for all. (Laughs.) I remembered it. (Its a butchered version of the Pledge of Allegiance of the United States for our foreign friends.) The champagne is here. (The waiter is delivering it and pouring two glasses.)
Ross: Oh my God! You actually exchanged it!
Rachel: Oh my God!! Ohh, that is it! Im leaving! You are just a horrible person!
All: Oh my God!!
Ross: My God!
Monica: I swear, I promise. I promise. Oh my God, I'm so excited! {And I just can't hide it! I'm about to lose control and I think I like it! Sorry, just couldn't resist it.} All right, listen let me tell you, do not get her flowers. Okay? Because y'know, she cries when they die, and there's the whole funeral
Rachel: (on phone) Hello?(Listens) Mindy! Hi! Hey, how are you? (Listens) Yes, yes, I've heard, congratulations, that is so great. (Listens) Really? (Listens) Oh. (Listens) Okay. Okay, well I'm working tomorrow, but if you want you can, you can, you can come by and... (Listens) Okay... (Listens) Great... (Listens) Great... (Listens) All right, so I'll, so I'll see you tomorrow! (Listens) Okay.. (Listens) Okay... (Listens) Bye. (Hangs up and sits down heavily.) Oh God. Oh God. Oh God.
Monica: God! If youre gonna cry about it! (She grabs the box and goes to through it out.]
Ross: (Reading letters) Oh God. (To Marcel) We didn't get into Scranton. (To the others) That was like our safety zoo. They take like dogs and cows. See? I don't know who this is harder on, me or him.
Phoebe: Oh my God! I cant believe my little brother is married!
Rachel: Oh my God! You are giving this a lot of thought.
Monica: Oh my God, are you out of a job?
Chandler: Oh my God!!
Rachel: Ohh, God, I just got so nervous that he would say no.
Joey: Oh my God, you guys have no idea.
Ross: Oh my God!
Rachel: Oh my God, I'm starting to look like my great aunt, Muriel.
Monica: Oh-oh, my God!
Monica: Oh my God!
Phoebe: What? Oh my God!
Emily: Oh my God! What are you doing here? (They hug)
Emily: Oh my God. I think youre right.
Ross: No, God no! That is no place for a woman. Those guys will grab anything.
Rachel: Oh my God.
Rachel: Thank God.
Phoebe: Oh my God!! The baby just kicked!
Monica: Oh my God! Have you lost your mind?
RACH: Yeah! Closure. That's what it is, that's what I need. God, you're brilliant! Why didn't I think of that? How do I get that?
Rachel: (crying) No. I cant, youre a totally different person to me now. I used to think of you as somebody that would never, ever hurt me, ever. God, and now I just cant stop picturing with her, I cant, (Ross stands up and backs away) it doesnt matter what you say, or what you do, Ross. Its just changed, everything. Forever.
Phoebe: Oh my God, thats so freaky! Turn him off!!
Rachel: Oh my God! Look at this!
Emily: Oh my God!
Phoebe: God! Ooh! What is that smell? Its coming from the bathroom. Ooh! (She goes to the bathroom.)
All: Oh my God!
Ross: Oh God, no.
Ross: No-no-no, no, umm, actually American surprise parties are-are-are very short. Its usually, "Surprise!" And then, "Oh my God, Im so surprisedgood-bye!"
Phoebe: Oh my God!
Phoebe: Oh my God, has she slept at all?
Monica: Oh my God! Ross, are you in England? Was Emily surprised?
Chandler: (The room is filled with flowers and a floral print sheet on the bed.) Oh my God. What is th its like a guy never lived in here. Look, youve got to be careful. This girl thing is dangerous. (Looking around the living room.) Its spreading already.
Phoebe: God, Susan is so fun!
Drunk Man: My god!! You must have been a teenage when you had him. (Monica stares straight forward after the comment. Chandler tries to console her by patting her on the shoulder.)