words in movies
Chandler: (thinks for a second, then waves his arms, exclaiming:) AND TO ALL A GOOD NIGHT! (and runs out of the apartment)
Chandler: Good, God's speed, good people! (he starts to close the door, turns around and sees Wendy) You're not gonna go?
Monica: Ohh, you are such a good boss! Is she pretty?
Monica: You're a really good kisser.
Joey: Oh, yeah, good idea.
Rachel: Oops. Sorry! Well, good thing you number all of them, huh?
Phoebe: This isn't a good deed, you just wanted to get on TV! This is totally selfish.
Ross: You know, sometimes when I'm alone in my apartment, I look over here and you guys... are just having dinner or... watching TV or something, but... it makes me feel better. And now when I look over, who am I gonna see? The Gottliebs, the Yangs? They don't make me feel so good. (Joey pats Ross on his back)
Phoebe: Good. It's just so hard, it's hard for me to ... let them go. I guess it just brings back memories, you know, from ... when I gave birth to my brother's triplets and I had to give them up. (Mike is shocked) I haven't told you about that yet, have I?
Ross: Actually, it looks really good. (Turns towards the window and now Phoebe starts jumping to divert his attention.)
Monica: My boyfriend really does have good taste!
Monica: I can't believe we've never done this before! It's sooo good! So good for Monica!
Rachel: I know, I know, but uh just, I'm telling you, once, once you get past that part, that where it-it just feels like you wanna die, he's-he's really a good person.
Joey: How good is that?
Monica: Yeah, apparently, theyre pretty good seats.
Rachel: Now, that-that was a good thing that I told you, right?
Phoebe: Yes. Once. Yeah, a little. He kinda did it to himself. It's not really a good story.
Monica: Oh myOh good God!
Phoebe: I know but I'm having so much fun doing good deeds.
Phoebe: (entering) Oh good, you're all up.
Monica: It's not Richard! Okay? It's this new guy and he's really good.
Monica: Oh good.
Dr. Miller: Very good Monica! You know where they are.
Chandler: Knit, good woman, knit, knit!
Ross: Okay. So we're, we're good?
Dr. Harad: Hi! Phoebe, I'm Dr. Harad, I'm going to be delivering your babies. I want you to know, you're gonna be in good hands. I've been doing this for a long time. I'll be back in a minute to do your internal, in the meantime, just relax because everything here looks great. And also, I love Fonzie. (Exits)
Phoebe: Okay. Good, all right, lets get back in the car, cause its freezing, and my chest is unsupported.
Chandler: Good luck!
Chandler: That's good one too, Pheebs. Now all you have to do is find a planeload of people who's resolution is to plummet to their deaths.
Monica: Okay, good! Okay, what do I want now?
RACHEL: Yeah, I love that story. Um, I got a question for you guys. Why do people keep is saying that is good to see me up and about?
Rachel: Good luck to ya!
Phoebe: (entering carrying a case) Ooh, good, youre hear! Okay.
Blackjack Dealer: Changing one hundred! (Gives him the change.) Good luck sir.
Ross: (backing away) I'm good.
Phoebe: Good, but wait. Okay, all right, here we go. Now I want you to relax. Take a deep breath. Clear your mind. (Quickly) Which do you like better peanut butter or egg whites?
Monica: So, howd the lasagne go over? (listens) Really?! Good. So you owe me three pretty things. (listens) Yeah, Ive been thinking a lot about you too. (listens) I know. Its hard this whole platonic thing. (listens) Its a word!
Chandler: I can tell from your expressions that that's the good news you were hoping for... Well, I'm gonna go continue to... spread the joy.(Chandler leaves the apartment. Joey sighs)
RACHEL: No, I know, they're from me. Look you guys this is not good. I mean we have enough trouble with guys stealing our wind without taking it from each other.
Phoebe: Good. (After he leaves, she puts on Joey's gladiator helmet and checks herself out in the mirror) I should really start wearing hats!
Phoebe: Ooh! Thats good! Wow! But now if you were pregnant, what would you name it? Hint: Phoebe.
Phoebe: Thousands of times!! That doesnt make me sound too good does it?
Phoebe: Ohh, no. (Pause) Oh okay, so you're a cop which means you can park anywhere, 'cause I know that 'cause I'm a cop too. So, all right, keep up the good work. 10-4. (Tries to leave.)
Phoebe: Yes, while I was in the chair! Thats why I take such good care of my teeth now, y'know, its not about oral hygiene, I floss to save lives!
Will: Yeah, I hated her. She was horrible to me in high school. But hey, it was a long time ago, Im in a good place, it might be actually fun to see her again. You got any cakes or cookies or something? (Starts looking.) No Will no!
Ross: This is not good for my rage. (Takes another pill.)
Phoebe: Ohh!! God! (Gary enters and she sees him) Ooh! (To Chandler) Get out of here, good for nothing.
Rachel: Well, it was a little extravagant, but I a pretty good deal.
Joey: Hey! Any good mail?
RACHEL: Look you guys, I have to go, I'm the Maid-of-Honor. And besides you know what I just need to be in a room again with these people and feel good about myself.
Chandler: Im sorry man, theres never a good time to (pauses) stop catching on fire.
Rachel: Yeah, and not a very good one.
Joey: (exiting from Chandlers room with the new roommate) Everything on your application looks really goodOhh! Just one last question umm, are you and your friends gonna be over here all the time like partying and hanging out?
Chandler: It's so good I don't know what I've done to deserve it!
Phoebe: Very good handshake, good wrist action.
Monica: Good. What made you change your mind?
Dr. Green: Excuse me for a moment, will you please, I want to say good night to the Levines, before we go.
Joey: Thursdays clearly not good for ya, pick a day!
Phoebe: Good! Great! You can go first.
Monica: Uhh, not much. Uh, work's good.
Rachel: Oh yeah, good start Mon.
DOCTOR: No, it's just a good bone bruise. And, right here is the puncture wound from your ring.
Woman No. 2: Maybe. I was thinking about getting a cat, I was just going to go to the shelter (Good for her) but Okay, why not?
Joey: Ross good, I'm uh glad you're here. I wanna talk to you about something.
Joey: There’s a part in a TV movie that I would be perfect for and I didn’t even be put up for it! She’d better have a good reason.
Phoebe: (Hugging her again.) Youve lasted a whole year. Good for you.
Phoebe: Yeah a little. He seems really nice. Good kisser.
Monica: Youre a really good kisser.
Chandler: Im sorry. Youre not easy-going, but youre passionate, and thats good. And when you get upset about the little things, I think that Im pretty good about making you feel better about that. And thats good too. So, they can say that youre high maintenance, but its okay, because I like maintaining you.
Monica: Yeah, good for you. Y'know you're tough, you lived on the streets.
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?
Phoebe: Good. Yknowno-no, okay, its-it feels like everythings been about me lately, so whats happening with you?
Rachel: Yeah, I did, but y'know what? I am really, really trying to cut back, y'know? (Laughs) Good luck, Rach.
Ross: Marcel. Bring me the rice, c'mon. Bring me the rice, c'mon. Good boy. Good boy. C'mere, gimme the rice. (Marcel brings the rice) Thank you, good boy. Well, I see he's finally mastered the difference between 'bring me the' and 'pee in the'. (Rachel ignores him) 'Bring me the' and- Rach?
Ross: It is. Eventually, it kind of... burns out. But hopefully, what you're left with is trust, and security, and... well, in the case of my ex-wife, lesbianism. So, you know, for all of those people who miss out on that passion... thing, there's all that other good stuff.
Chandler: Hey! (Sees Ross is there) Oh, good, Ross! Youre parents like me, right?
Rachel: Really? How good?
Ross: (to Joey) Dude, we were good!
Monica: Whoa-whoa-whoa, Phoebe you gotta take her! Yknow I-I-I said some really bad stuff about her, but yknow Rachel has some good qualities that make her a good roommate.
Joey: Whats not to like? Custard? Good. Jam? Good. Meat? Gooooood.
Rachel: She climbs out of the frame, and then drags her half-a-body across the floor, just looking for legs to steal. (in a spooky, slow voice) And then with her one good hand, she slo-o-owly re-e-a-aches up and turns your doorknob.
Rachel: I just- I dont think us getting back together is a good idea.
Monica: Was it really that good?
Chip: Not so good, Simmons and I gave him a wedgie.
[Cut back to Monica and Rachel's apartment, Rachel is singing along with a song and dancing while facing the big picture window. Y'know, I think I'd pay real good money to be on the other side of that window!]
Rachel: Thats a good story, Grandpa.
Chandler: Oh, the duck seems to think that Monica got me garbage! Hmm, I wonder what I could get Monica thats as good as garbage?
Chandler: Yeah all right. (They part.) Okay, good night guys.
Janine: Oh good.
Ross: If you have to call me name, I prefer "Ross the Divorcer". It's just cooler. Look, I know my marriage isn't exactly work out. But I love to be that committed to another person. And Carol had some good times before she became a lesbian... and once afterward. I'm sorry.
Joey: Oh well then, good night!
Joey: Hey-hey dancer girl! Can I go to the bathroom? I just.. (The girl starts dancing really close to him, so he picks her up, twirls her round, and puts her against a platform) Here we go. (He walks away to find Monica and Ross doing a really out of place dance) Looking good Gellers!
Monica: Good night! (They go into their respective apartments.)
Joey: Not good, no. I didnt get the part, and I lost my job here, so
Monica: Thats a good idea.
Rachel: No, I have all of the good words. OK, fine, fine, we can switch.
Joey: Oh no-no, no for I second there I counted six fingers, but one was from the other hand so were good.
Mrs. Geller: (lying) Ive gotta call my friend Mary and tell her how good this is, from Monicas room.
Phoebe: Thats great. Good for you guys.
Ross: Yknow what? Im good! Im good!
Phoebe: (coming in from the bathroom) Oh, good, good, you guys are here! Listen, how would like to spend tomorrow taking care of three incredibly cute little puppies?!
Rachel: Very good.
Rachel: Im just visiting my good friend Carol.
Ross: Your good friend?