words in movies
Mr. Treeger: What in the name of hell?
Joey: Well, why dont you tell me what youre supposed to be! Huh? Because I sure as hell cant figure it out! I talk to you and its nothin. You look at me, and nothin. (He kisses her, more passionately this time) Nothing.
Chandler: So I have a flaw! Big deal! Like Joey's constant knuckle-cracking isn't annoying? And Ross, with his over-pronouncing every single word? And Monica, with that snort when she laughs? I mean, what the hell is that thing? ...I accept all those flaws, why can't you accept me for this?
RACHEL: Agh, it was the graduation from hell.
Chandler: (To Ross) I can't believe this! What the hell were you thinking?
Monica: Oh my God! (She goes to hug him, stops short, and hits him on the shoulder.) Where the hell have you been?!!
Ross: What the hell are doing?!!
Monica: What the hell is that dog doing here?! (She notices the dog sitting in the living room.)
Ross: What the hell was that?!
Joey: What the hell is that?!!
Rachel: (grabbing the star) What the hell is that?
Rachel: Oh yeah, scared the hell out of me. I thought wed lost you forever. Pheebs, you lie down?
Monica: What the hell are you doing?!
Charlton Heston: I dont know one actor worth his salt that didnt say at one time or another, "God, I stink!" Hell, I just did a scene out there, first take, I stunk the place up. But, the important thing you must remember, no matter how badly you think you might stink, you must never, ever bust into my dressing room and use my shower! Do you understand me?!
Phoebe: (saddened) It's okay. What the hell took you so long?
Phoebe: No! No, you can't arrest me! No!! I won't go back! I won't go back to that hell hole!!
Ross: Yeah, well it came to about $112, but what the hell, just call it an even 110?
Chandler: Who the hell is Carl?!
Ross: I told her I'd have to think about it. I mean, how the hell am I supposed to make this kind of a decision? (They're all quiet.) I'm actually asking you!
Phoebe: What the hell is this, herbal tea? I hate herbal tea!
Monica: Who the hell are you?!
Ross: I hate Chandler, the bastard ruined my life. (Rachel starts looking around and down, with a 'What the hell is going on?' look on her face.)
Rachel: What the hell was that?!
Ross: What the hell are you doing?
Joey: What the hell is in there?
Phoebe: Rachel, what the hell is this?!
Chandler: What the hell happened?!! How were you locked in?!! And where the hell is all of our stuff?!!
Joey: Where the hell have you been?!
MRS BUFFAY: Schnoodle. Oh my God, what the hell happened to my dog?
Phoebe: I know! You see it is stuff like this which is why (Looking down) youre burning in hell!!
Rachel: Oh hell, hes done this three times! He knows what its about!
Joey: What? What the hell am I doing? You just broke my fridge!
Phoebe: Oh yeahNo, she was really nice to me, but shes in hell for sure.
Rachel: Yes! Hell yes!
Ross: (To Monica) Lets grab our stuff and get the hell out of here.
(The apartment manager hung up on him and he hangs up the phone and throws in on the chair. Joey motions, "What the hell was that?" Chandler makes a face to say, "Think about it." Joey tries to divide 136 by 13; he's confused. Suddenly, light dawns on yonder dunder head. He gets it.)
Phoebe: What?! (Ross rings the bell.) What the hell?!
Ross: Well, I don't know what else to do. I mean, I either keep my wife and lose one of my-my-my best friends or I keep my friend and get divorced the second time before I'm 30! So-so if anyone has-has a better suggestion, let's hear it! 'Cause I-I got nothing! All right, don't be shy, any suggestion will do. (There are none.) Okay then. Here we go. Magic 8 Ball, should I never see Rachel again? (He turns it over and reads the answer) Ask again later. Later is not good enough. (He shakes it up again and reads the answer.) Ask again later. What the hell! This is broken! It-it is broken!
Rachel: You guys this cat is nothing like my grandmother's cat. I mean, it's not sweet, it's not cute, I even dragged that little string on the ground, and it just flipped out and scratched the hell out of me. And I swear, I know this sounds crazy, but every time this cat hisses at me I know it's saying, "Rachel!"
Mr. Geller: We started saving again when you were dating Richard and then that went to hell, so we redid the kitchen.
Joey: (on phone) Hey! I do too think about the consequences of my decisions! (Listens) What gives you the right to (Listens) Go to hell! (Hangs up the phone and opens the fridge.) Stupid guy on my phone.
Phoebe: Hell yeah! Ill marry you! (She grabs the ring and puts it on.)
Phoebe: Well, Im ready to get the hell out of here! (Sees Ross and Rachel cuddling on the couch.) Oh. Are you? Are you?!! (they nod Yes.) Ohh! Thats so great!! Ooh, not for Bonnie. (they nod No.) But for you, yay! Ohh.
Rachel: What the hell was that?!
Phoebe: What the hell are you doing?!
Phoebe: Who the hell are all these people?
Cassie: Hey! What the hell are you doing?! (They sit back up.)
Ross: Then where the hell have you been?!
Joey: What the hell is that?
Joey: That wasn't a real date?! What the hell do you do on a real date?
Joey: (To Monica) Who the hell is this guy?
Monica: Hell yeah!!!
Phoebe: Okay, I will. But right after you tell me who the hell you are.
Ross: Dear Mary-Angela. Hi. Hows it going. This is the hardest letter Ive ever had to write. (to Chandler) What the hells a matter with you? How do you think Joeys going to react when he finds out that you blew off his sister with a letter?
Rachel: What the hell is that?!! (to Monica) What the hell is that? Is that you? (Monica nods her head no, and Rachel realizes what is making that sound.) Ohhhhhhh! (storms over to Chandler and Joeys with Monica in trail.)
Joey: Oh. Maybe. But hey I know how I can find out. Were going to a New Years Eve party, right? So at midnight, I can kiss her. And if she kisses me back, great! Yknow? But if she says Dude, what the hell are you doing? I can say It wasnt me, it was New Years!
Bob: I just had a meeting, I was actually hoping to get transferred up here, but I just found out its not gonna happen. Apparently somebody thinks Im not eleventh floor material. Say uh, who the hell is this Chandler?
Chandler: (entering) Bob. Bob! Bob!!! (He turns around) What the hell are you doing?!
Chandler: Well, Phoebe I thought Id(Off Phoebes look)Yeah, what the hell. (Exits with Phoebe.)
Ross: Hell yeah!
Rachel: (Somewhat angrily) Okay. What the hell was that? You know what? Dont answer me. (Giggling) I have a date with Danny.
Ross: No, I ran. It was really far, and when did people stop understanding the phrase, "Get the hell out of my way!"
Ross: You think?! God, I, ah, Im in hell. I mean what, what am I gonna do? Rachels all like, I love you and, and lets work on this. And all I can think about is, What is she gonna do? What is she gonna say? when I tell her what I did.
Monica: (starts to cry) Oh good God, Ross! How the hell do you do it?
Rachel: Hello?! I still dont know what the hell Im doing!
Ross: Wait a minute! How-how the hell did you beat us here?
Joey: I guess it couldve been, I didnt really look at it. Yknow, I just wiped it on Chandlers coat and got the hell out of there.
Joey: What the hell!
Doug: Oh yeah-yeah-yeah, yknow I did it and I felt a hell of a lot better and if you whip it just right you might hit a seagull in the head.
Joey: Oh God, what the hell am I going to tell him?
Ross: (Enters from his bedroom)Who the hell was that?!
Chandler: Oh no-no-no, Monica would freak. (Doug looks at him.) But to hell with that bitch.
Chandler: Alright. Once I got on the subway, right, and it was at night, and I rode it all the way to Brooklyn... just for the hell of it.
Ross: Where the hell are Joey and Molly? I asked you to watch them.
Phoebe: Wow, Mike Hannigan...You sure know how to make a girl say "Hell yeah!"
Joey: What the hell am I supposed to do!
Monica: I love you. (Phoebe leans in to kiss her.) Oh, wait, wait, wait! No hugs. The dresses... Oh what the hell. (the girls hug)
Monica (to Joey): Why the hell did you take her?
RACHEL: Yeah, who's gonna eat all our food, and tie up our phone lines, and - is that my bra? What the hell you doin' with my bra?
Monica: Hell, yeah!
Joey: (looks at her for a moment) What the hell are you talking about??
Monica: What the hell are you cooking!
Chandler: Where the hell is everybody?
Monica: Joey, put that down! (the phone rings) Oh my God! It's Pete. Okay, get out!! How the hell do you answer a video-phone! (steps in front of it, and automatically answers it)
Monica: Wha... How the hell is that gonna help?
Joey: (desperate) What the hell are you doin'???
Chandler: (Yelling) What are you doing? Get the hell out of here! (Phoebe and Joey come out looking shocked)
Precious: I mean, what the hell am I supposed to do now?
Rachel: Well then Joey, what the hell were you doing with an engagement ring?!
Chandler: Gee if only she were one and had no idea what the hell a birthday was!
Chandler: What the hell are you doing?
Chandler: (holding a pair of furry handcuffs) What the hell is this?
Joey: What the hell are you doin'?
Ross: What the hell are doing?!!
Monica: What the hell is that dog doing here?! (She notices the dog sitting in the living room.)
Ross: What?! While shes been going through this hell, youve been making money?! Youre betting on your friend staying in this misery?! (Phoebe lowers her head and shakes it yes.)
Ross: THE HELL I DO!
Dr. Green: (on phone, not hearing her) theres gonna be a wedding! (Joey enters from his room and goes to get a beer from the fridge.) Thats unacceptable Rachel! What the hell does love have to do with it anyway?! There are more important things in a marriage other than love! (Joey hears something and looks around for the source.) constantly thinking about things! You have to think about the consequences of your decision. (Joey finds that the sound is coming from the phone and puts it to his ear.)
Joey: What the hell are you talking about, (in a Jamaican accent) "The south will rise again man."
Phoebe: (spitting the cookie out onto a napkin) Oh, sweet Je(Beep)sus! Oh! Monica, these are the (laughing) cookies they serve in hell!
Chandler: Oh, then no thanks. What the hell was that? Mental note: If Jill Goodacre offers you gum, you take it. If she offers you mangled animal carcass, you take it.