words in movies
Rachel: Oh my God! You are giving this a lot of thought.
Phoebe: Yeah. (phone rings and Phoebe answers it) Hello. (listens) Oh my God, I totally forgot! (listens) Well cant someone else do it. (listens) But, I have company. (listens) Yeah, no look, thats all right Ill come in. (hangs up phone) Um, Frank, Im really sorry but I have to go to work. Its-its one of my regulars and hes insisting that I do um.
Phoebe: (turns around and hits Frank) So thats what you thought I did!! God! Thats not what I do!
(Ross recognises her and goes over to the couch, mouthing Oh my God
Monica: Are you serious? (they all look) 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!
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.
Mona: Oh, my God! She has food delivered here?
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?
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
Waiter No. 2: God, youre gonna be here all night!
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.
Ross: (faking starting to cry) Oh God youre right.
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: (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!!!
Rachel: Oh my God, Jill!
Jill: Oh my God, Rachel!
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.
Tag: (looking at the street) Oh my god! Those guys are stealing my car! (He points down to the street)
Monica: (reading) Oh dear God!
Joey: What?!?! Oh dear God!
Chandler: Oh my God, introduce us!
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?!
Ross: God, you're amazing... I didn't even have to ask you to call me that.
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!
Ross: Im sorry, but we have to have some boundaries! My God, Im dying.
Phoebe: Good God man dont anger it.
Chandler: Oh my God! Those are my bedroom eyes?! Why did you ever sleep with me?
Joey: God. Hes crazy! Why doesnt he want to be with Rachel?
Rachel: (breaking the kiss) Oh God!
Chandler: Weirdest thing. Did I hear(A nurse opens the privacy screen and Chandler sees Janice)Mother of God its true!
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.
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)
Rachel: Oh for the love of God!
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.)
Rachel: Oh God!
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: Dont say, "Oh my God!" Oh my God what?
Monica: yeah oh my god, I'm so moved.
Rachel: Oh God. Is she gonna be okay?
Rachel: Oh God twenty seconds my ass!!
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
Ross: Oh! Oh my God oh! Oh my God shes here.
Rachel: Oh God, that's right. I blocked that out.
Monica: Oh my God! Shes amazing. Oh, oh Im so glad you guys got drunk and had sex!
Joey: Oh God, what the hell am I going to tell him?
Joey: My God.
Rachel: (seeing the ring) Oh my God. (Pause) Okay.
Rachel: (seeing the ring) Oh my God. (Pause) Okay.
Phoebe: Oh my God! He did it?
Rachel: Oh my God!
Joey: (To God) Are you kidding me?!
Mr. Geller: Oh my God! This is so exciting! Well, get back in there! (Points to the closet) Ill guard the door!
Ross: Oh my god, this really hurts!!!
Rachel: God how long do you think thats gonna last?
Rachel: Oh god look at her sleeping. Oh, I love her so much! Oh, I think Im gonna wake her up.