words in movies
Rachel: I think I just shipped 3,000 bras to personnel. Oh honey, I gotta go. (to Mark) Mark, I need you!
Monica: It was soo amazing, he is so sexy, and smart, which makes him even sexier. Oh gosh, I gotta so you this. Last night, we were fooling around and he stops to write a poem.
Monica: Oh, I'm so glad you guys like it. Yay! All right I gotta go to work. (tries to take the poem)
Ross: I gotta get going. Bye Chandler.
Chandler: Man, I gotta get a kid. (looks at the pen and starts laughing)
Ross: (sarcastic) Oh! Oh-oh, the bands ready! Well, I-I-we gotta do what the band saysI dont care about the stupid band!!
Chandler: Okay, but you gotta push past this because it is about to get so good!
Rachel: Ah thats great. No actually thats (In a sexy voice) Thats great! Thats really great! Yknow, I gotta tell ya writing, I mean writing, gets me uh, gets me kinda hot.
Joey: (nodding knowingly) Now youre thinking you gotta sleep with him.
Joey: Estelle, you gotta get me some work. I-I lost my health insurance.
Monica: Yknow what?! I gotta go! Ugh!
Ross: (to the guys) I gotta go make a fake Ben.
Chandler: I cant talk to you now, I gotta find Monica!
Rachel: Sweety, I gotta tell ya... it sounds a little bit like you like the apartment more than you like...
Ross: Okay, this is getting a little crazy. I mean, Im-Im sure it would be amazing but I gotta say I really-really dont think it would be a good idea. Yknow? I really, really dont.
CAROL: We've gotta go, we've got that cab waiting.
Rachel: No! You gotta hold my hand!!
Phoebe: IWe gotta get Monica. (She starts to leave.)
Rachel: No! You gotta get me out of here Phoebe! These bargain shoppers are crazy!
Joey: Okay, really good. Anyway I gotta go; Im late for work.
Rachel: Oh, I gotta get back to work.
Rachel: Ok, great, because I gotta get out of here, the smell of beets is killing me!
Phoebe: Yeah! And if you wanna look 19, then you You gotta do something about your eyes.
Ross: Thank you, but, but you gotta leave.
Tag: I'm okay. I gotta go down to the police station and look at mug shots.
Monica: They love my candy? Oh man!!! Ive gotta go make more!! (Starts to do so.)
Rachel: Ugh, I just gotta get the thing back!
Phoebe: Yes, you will be very sad. All right, well I gotta go tell Rachel the good news.
Monica: No! No! No! No sweetie! No! Not like that! Were not at a barn dance. Youve gottayou wanna fold them like swans. Like I showed you at Christmas time, remember?
Monica: Phoebe, hes gotta be in the room for that to work.
Rachel: Okay, you gotta give me some of your piece.
Monica: You gotta help me out here Pheebs.
Monica: No. No, just, just, just a couple more boxes. It-it-its no big deal, all right, Im-Im cool. You gotta help me out with a couple more boxes!
Phoebe: Yeah, hes gotta go.
Joey: All right! All right! Enough! Enough! Enough!! Enough! (To Chandler and Monica) You two go home! I-I-I gotta talk to Janine! (They start to leave.)
Rachel: Dr. Long, Ive been at this for seventeen hours! Three women have come and gone with their babies, you gotta give me some good news! How many centimeters am I dilated? Eight? Nine?
Joey: (running from his bedroom) Oh my God! I overslept! I was supposed to be on the set a half an hour ago! I gotta get out of here!
Phoebe: Wow, a year and a half ago I didnt even know I had a brother, and now I have a sister too. (They all hug, and Frank and Alice start kissing.) Okay. Okay. Stop it, dont. So, I gotta get you a gift now. Is there anything you need?
Phoebe: Yknow, youre friends getting married, its gotta change things.
Rachel: (checking her watch) Op! We gotta go! (The girls stand up.)
CHANDLER: I'll see you guys later, I gotta go...do a thing.
Joey: And I got custody of the kid, right? Now suppose the kid dies and-and I gotta buy a new kid.
Rachel: Oh Ross youre so tense! You just gotta relax okay? Just need to relax all right? Just need to relax (She takes her hands off of the wheel.)
Monica: Honey, we gotta go!
Joey: You know what it is? It's a nice place but I gotta see I don't know if I see myself living here. Oh, oh, oh, let me see... (Joey sits down on the couch, mimes opening a can and puts his hand down his pants) Yeah, I could see it.
Rachel: Well, I... you know, I-I-I don't know what to say... I mean, I never thought of you as a guy who needed his men to be men. You know, 'cause I gotta tell you Ross, it not like you just came in from branding cattle.
Sandy: I really do understand how hard it's gotta be to leave your child with another person. I mean, it's leaving behind a piece of your heart... (Ross has got that bored/angry/skeptic look and Rachel is very emotional)
Joey: No! No! I cant! You gotta get me out of it! Ive got plans! (Spits.) Important plans! (Spits on the Ps.)
Phoebe: Yeah, so... They gotta die someday. (Mike's parents walk in) HELLO!
Chandler: Monicas gotta have the phone in the right place and(Frantic babbling.)
Monica: You-you gotta take it now. Come on, do it as a present to me.
Phoebe: Well, you know what Chandler? I think you've gotta face it. You're like, the guy in the big office, you know. You're the one that hires them, that fires them... They still say you're a great boss.
Joey: No-no-no! We gotta go! Come on! (Joey picks him up in a firemans carry and carries him out.) Here we go.
Joey: (starting to cry) I gotta go check something over here. (He walks away so that they cant see him cry.)
Ross: I gotta go find her.
Joey: All right! Thanks! Youre the best! Now listen, the last day of auditions is Thursday. Okay? So I gotta get in there by Thursday. Okay? Just remember Thursday. Thursday. Can you remember Thursday?
Joey: Yeah! You gotta tell a girl before you tape her. Such a rookie mistake.
Joey: Aaron! You gotta let me go. The guys hammered!
Mona: Oh, I gotta get to work. So call me later?
Monica: (entering from her bedroom) I gotta go to work. Has anybody seen my left boob?
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!
Rachel: Okay honey, you can finish this later were gonna be late. We gotta go.
Mona: So, I gotta get going.
Rachel: Okay. Well, I gotta go you guys. Ill see you later.
Rachel: You are right there with Emily. And its yknow, its kinda like . its a tie! Well, I gotta get, I gotta get back to the dishes.
Rachel: Well Phoebe, we gotta do something! (They turn the corner.) Well, yknow. I mean theres no way Joeys gonna make it in time. So Im gonna through the hotel and see if theres any other weddings going on.
Ursula: Hurry up I gotta pray!!
Joey: (on cell phone) Im sorry I gotta cancel tonight baby
Monica: Hmm, a little relieved, I gotta say.
Ross: I mean, theres no point in spending time with someone if-if its just fun. Its gotta be, its gotta be going somewhere right? So where-where is it going? (Pause) Ah! Thats-thats the real question. And-and the answer is is its going somewhere fun. Now I-I know what youre thinking, fun was fine for you like ten years ago yknow, but youre-youre not getting any younger. No I meanNo not you, not you, youyou are getting younger. I meanyou-you look like youre getting younger by the secondWhats your secret?
Joey: Yeah, I gotta, I gotta go to my room too.
Rachel: Oh, I gotta go back in there.
Rachel: Well, I gotta get up early and its almost seven oclock.
Rachel: (sympathetic) Oh. (Starts rubbing his wrist with her fingers.) Its gotta be rough.
Rachel: No, everythings fine. I just gotta go back
Chandler: If we do that, we gotta get Die Hard.
Roger: That's tough. Tough stuff. C'mon, Pheebs, we're gonna catch that movie, we gotta get going.
Monica: I gotta tell you, yesterday was amazing. That massage felt so good!
Rachel: Honey, y'know I just gotta tell you, I think this is such a terrific thing you're having these babies for Frank and Alice.
Rachel: Thanks, but I gotta go to work and get my eyes scratched out by Mindy.
Joey: Uh, well yeah-yeah, I've got all of that going on. Yeah, listen uh, I want you to make sure you tell Chandler that he couldn't have been more wrong! Uh-oh! I gotta go Monica, my uh, my sushi's here!
Dina: I I dont care about fashion! Im pregnant! And I know you are too, so you gotta help me!
Joey: Okay look Rach, I know this is a lot. You dont have to say anything. You-you uh, you take as much time as you need. (Long pause as Rachel says nothing.) Okay, you gotta say something!
Monica: Honey, you gotta talk to her.
Ross: Yknow what? I-I gotta go. (Starts to leave.)
Monica: This is Rachel. I mean, what are you gonna do, never going to talk to her again? I mean I know its weird, its awkward, but you gotta at least try.
Mike: I gotta tell you, I can't believe I'm doing this with you. Although I did just get out of a nine-year relationship, so I guess I should be open and taking some risks.
ROSS: Hello. Oh hi, are you on your way ove-. Oh. No, no, I, I understand, I mean a monkey's gotta work. No it, it's no big deal, it' not like I uh, had anything special planned. Yeah OK, OK. OK, OK, bye.
Ross: Rach, we gotta go.
Monica: Shes over a week late! She gotta have it today, right?
Phoebe: You gotta go!
Rachel: Oh, all right. But yknow I gotta say, I dont, I dont think six years counts as an era.
Rachel: All right, I gotta go to bed. Honey, I had such a wonderful time.
Ross: Yeah. Yeah, it really was. But we we gotta be careful. We we cant let that happen again, yknow?
Phoebe: (Looks around) It's alright. Look kiddo, I gotta go. Good luck with the career. You're gonna be huge.
Monica: Oh-ho-ho, sweetie, sweetie, you gotta stop saying that, now. Its no big deal, its not even worth mentioning, you see we all do it all the time. See watch this, Ben, Ben, Ben. (goes over and starts hitting her head on the post) Ow, Monica bang! (does it again) Everybody bang. (repeats) Ben bang. (repeats) Rachel bang. (repeats) Bang, Rachel bang! Oh, isnt that fun?
Phoebe: I wouldn't say never, you know there's that guy (pause) well what about (pause) ok well there's gotta be someone.
Joey: But it happens? (waiter leaves) I�m gotta go to the bathroom.
Joey: (standing behind her) Uh, you gotta press the button. (Does so.)
Joey: Yeah uh look Rach, theres something I gotta tell ya.
Ross: Rach, I promise first thing tomorrow we'll find another doctor, but I gotta get up early and I'm not feeling all that well.
Joey: Fine, fine okay. But I gotta say technically, I didnt even do anything wrong.
Rachel: Ross, seriously! You've gotta go to an appropriate doctor.
Ross: You gotta be at least bi...
Rachel: Hey, yknow what? Im not waiting! Im gonna push this baby out! Im doing it! I mean its what? Three centimeters? Thats gotta be like this! (Holds her hands a couple inches apart.)