words in movies
Joey: (entering) Hey.
All: Hey.
Joey: Oh, hey, you guys are finally gonna get to meet Kate!
Chandler: (entering, carrying the chick and duck) Hey! Can you take a duck and a chick to the theatre?
Ross: Hey, hey Rach!
Rachel: Hey.
Tommy: Hey.
Ross: Hey. Oh, Im sorry, this is Cailin.
Tommy: Oh! Oh! The usher must be right! What, with all that training they go through! Get out!! (They start to leave.) Here! (He throws him back his ticket.) (to Ross, calmly) Hey man, you want the aisle?
Joey: Oh, hey, Lauren. Uh, you guys this is, this is Kates understudy, Lauren.
Lauren: Hey.
Rachel: Hey. Gosh, you look soo familiar.
Joey: Hey you guys, this is my agent, Estelle.
Monica: Hey!
Rachel: Hey!
Joey: Hey! Are you okay?
Joey: Uh, de-clawing cats. Hey, tell ya what. Let me walk you home. Well stop by every news stand and burn every copy of their Times and the Post.
Joey: (Checks to see if shes drooling on his shirt.) Okay. Okay, okay, hey. (Lays her down and covers her with a blanket.) There we go, lets get your feet up there. (Looks at her) Good night, Kate. Sweet dreams. (Picks up a garbage can) Im gonna put this can right here in case you have to hurl.
Joey: (entering, happily) Hey!
Monica: Hey! Didnt you have that outfit on last night?
Joey: Yeah! I stayed at Kates, but ah, nothing happened. Hey, Pheebs, where were ya?
Tommy: (entering, finished with yelling at Ross, who follows him in shell shocked) (happily) Hey!
Tommy: Hey, mind if I use the phone?
Tommy: (noticing the chick) Ooh, hey! Hey, there little fella. (picks up the chick) Mr. Fuzzy-Man, how are you doing? (starts to pet him) Aww. (The chick poops on his hand.) Eww! Oh! Eww! Gross! Idiot!! Stupid little, fuzzy, yellow creature!! Oh look at me, Im so cute, Im a little chick whos disgusting! God, youre so stupid, how are you not yet extinct!! (the duck wattles behind him and quacks) (to the duck) Quack-quack, quack-quack!! What are you quacking about?! Dumb Donald Doo-Doo!!
Joey: Hey!
Kyle: Oh hey! Good, youre both here.
Chandler: (arm-in-arm with Monica) Hey Pheebs!
Joey: Hey, what happened to your fancy chefs jacket? (sees theres a burn spot on it)
Monica: Hey Rach, come on! We're gonna be late for the eye doctor appointment!
All: Hey!
Monica: Hey Hon, could you help me get the plates down?
Chandler: Hey, it's me.
Joey: Hey, don't look at me. This is Ross's thing.
Phoebe: Oh hey you guys, I couldn�t get a reservation for the night of my birthday, so we have to do dinner Thursday night instead.
Joey: Oh it was great. Yeah, you get to say stuff like, Hey, the bell doesnt dismiss you, I dismiss you.
Ross: Hey, this- (she gives him a look and the guys back off) Heyy...
Fake Monica: Hey.
Chandler: Hey.
Phoebe: Hey, look who's up! How do you feel?
Rachel: Hey, who's this little naked guy?
Chandler: Hey, Lowell.
Joey: Hey, hey.
Phoebe: Hey.
Chandler: Hey.
Director: And cut. Hey, Butt Guy, what the hell are you doing?
Monica: Hey, Rach, did you make your money?
Rachel: Aw. Hey, Pheebs, want this? (Gives her a pencil)
Chandler: Hey, look, youre in trouble either way! Okay? If she comes back and sees me locked to this instead of the chair, shes gonna know you were in here. So you might as well just let me go.
PHOEBE: With the web, the spider she dies, she does. She has babies and dies. It's like ya know, hey welcome home from the hospital, thud.
Joey: What do you mean? I can do anything, I'm a chameleon! Huh? (he mimes an old man with a beard) I'm old! (then he yawns) I'm tired! (then he mimes someone who's hot...) Hey, I'm hot (...and cold) I'm cold!! Huh?? Come on! What can't I do?
Chandler: Hey! Wow, it is true what they say, pregnant bellies look like a drum.
Frank: (entering with his fianc�e Alice, who is obviously much, much older than he is) Hey! Hey! This is ah, my fianc�e, Mrs. Knight. (he points out Phoebe to her)
All: Hey, Joey. Hey, buddy.
Joey: Hey, that guy's going home with more than a note!
Rachel: Hey Joey, will you please set this up for people to put Emma's presents on?
Ross: Hey, y'know, this is so not what I needed right now.
Phoebe: Oh, hi Max! Hey, do you know everybody?
David: Hey!
Joey: Hey, kids...
Ross: (loudly so that everyone can hear) Hey lady! I don't care how much you want it! Okay?! I am not gonna to have sex with you in the bathroom! (Rachel sinks lower on her chair trying to hide.)
Monica: Hey everybody! It's Fun Bobby!
Rachel: (breaking the hug) Oh, hey, dont you have to go pick up Emily?
Joey: (Approaching) Hey Fun Bobby! Whoah! Who died?
Phoebe: Oh. It was a long shot. Hey, you guys can I just like have a second alone with the babies.
Phoebe: Hey hey hey! She's on!
Ross: Hey, is Chandler here?
Rachel: Hey.
Ross: Hey.
Monica: Yeah hey, a weird thing happened today whey I was at brunch. This woman overheard that I was marrying you and-and then she she wished me good luck.
Joey: Hey Ross. This probably isn't the best time to bring it up, but you have to throw a party for Monica.
Phoebe: Well, because we thought you knew!! Its so obvious! God, that would be like telling Monica, "Hey, you like things clean."
Rachel: Hey.
Monica: Hey.
Rachel: Hey.
Phoebe: You guys, we said we were gonna have fun! Come on, hey, remember the time (She starts laughing hysterically.) You dont remember?
Chandler: Because it's complicated, it's complex- Hey, you kissed my mom!
Phoebe: (Walks up with her guitar) Hey Rach.
Chandler: Hey.
Phoebe: (looking out the window) Oh, look! There's Monica and Chandler! (Starts yelling.) Hey! Hey, you guys! Hey! (Chandler and Monica start taking each other's clothes off.) Ohh!! Ohh! Ahh-ahhh!!
Rachel: (running in from her bedroom, wearing only a towel) Okay. Hey. Umm. Does everybody hate these shoes?
Joey: Hey, hey, hey, you're lucky I caught them when I did, or else who knows what woulda happened.
Monica: Not everybody's happy. Hey Bobby!
Carol: Hey hey, come on in!
Ross: Hey, when did you and Susan meet Huey Lewis?
Rachel: Hey! Hey, you guys, I finished the crossword all by myself! Hug me!
Joey: Hey! Handcuffs! And fur line, nice! I didn't know you guys had it in ya!
Phoebe: Hey!
Rachel: No. No, no, I'm not ready! How can I be ready? "Hey, Rach! You ready to jump out the airplane without your parachute?" Come on, I can't do this!
Ross: Hey.
Rachel: Hey.
Monica: Ooh...hey honey, are you all right?
Joey: Hey!
Chandler: Hey!
Chloe: Hey, dinosaur guy, look at you, so sad. Come dance.
Ross: (coming back in with Rachel) Hey, you guys! What do you, what do you think about making that beach trip an annual thing?
Mr. Tribbiani: Hey, hey. Good to meet you, Roger.
Monica: Hey, how long are you in the city?
Frank: Hey, how do you guys get anything done?
Joey: Hey. Can, uh, can we help you?
Mr. Tribbiani: Hey, Joe.
Mr. Tribbiani: Hey. Morning, dear.
Phoebe: Hey.
All: Hey, Pheebs.
PHOEBE: [enters] Hey. What a day. I took her everywhere. The Museum of Modern Art, Rockefeller Center, Statue of Liberty.
All: Hey, Pheebs.
Phoebe: (entering) Hey.
Rachel: Hey, do you guys know what you're doing for New Year's? (They all protest and hit her with cushions) Gee, what?! What is wrong with New Year's?
Phoebe: Hey, Joey. What's going on?
Joey: Hey, hey, hey, hey! I'm not gonna mess with Jack, he's a great man, he fought for our country.
Joey: Hey, I may never have kids, and somebody's gotta carry on my family name.
Ross: Hey, if they have a ball maybe you can stick razor blades in it and teach them a new game, Gonna Need Stitches Ball.
Chandler: (angrily) Hey, it's Janice.
Monica: Ohhh, Chandler, sorry! Hey, Janice.
Joey: Well hey, at least you got to see a lot of stuff, right?
Joey: Hey! Samboucha Margarita?
Monica: Hey, Rachel, isn't that stuff almost pure...
Chandler: Hey!
All: Hey!
Chandler: Hey, you guys all know what you want to do.
Phoebe: Well, I think that shirt makes you look like you should work at a Baskin Robbins... Anyway... Hey, isn't Joey's agent Estelle Leonard?
Phoebe: (walking over) Hey. Ursulas fianc�e is really sweet! Hes a teacher, he does all this volunteer work. Yknow normally yknow, I dont like really sweaty guys. But this one? I could just mop him up!
Ross: OK, ahem, hey, does anybody know a good place if you're not dating a puma?
Joey: Hey, hey, Chan. She could work for you.
Joey: Oh, but hey look, at least let us bring the wine.
Monica: (to Rachel) Hey! Joey said no autographs! But if she's gettting one, then I want one too: To Monica. And none of this "best wishes" crap. I want "love".