words in movies
Monica: Honey, whats the matter?
Monica: I know honey, Im sorry.
Rachel: Oh honey, come on, Im sorry, I didnt.... I dont mind paying my dues, y'know, its just how much am I gonna learn about fashion by walking Mira, the arthritic seamstress, to the bathroom.
Monica: No honey, Im sorry, but the weekends not over yet.
Monica: (to Ross) Honey, its not pushy, he gave her his home number.
Rachel: Honey, Im sorry.
RACHEL: Nobody does honey.
ROSS: Hi honey, how did it go?
Janice: Oh, too soon, too schmoon. Face it honey, I am not letting you get away this time.
MONICA: You look fabulous honey, you really do.
Chandler: Oh no-no-no, I will do it. Honey, you have to learn to sit down and relax and let your husband take care of things once and awhile. (Tries the door.) Its locked, you have to help me. Why is it locked?
RICHARD: Honey, you are in it.
RACHEL: Oh honey, I'm so proud of you, Min.
Rachel: Okay. Okay, we'll be here! Hating you! Did you see how he was sweating when he walked out of there? Listen honey, if I'm hogging the ball too much you just jump right in there and take a couple punches because I'm telling you, this feels great.
Rachel: Well honey, what about you?
Rachel: You really, really need to get some sleep, honey.
Rachel: Uh, honey, yeah that was with Carol.
Rachel: No honey, we're sorry, we didn't mean it. I love you. I love you.
Ross: Okay. Honey?
Rachel: Okay, walk us through it, honey, walk us through it.
Mrs. Tribbiani: Me? I'm fine. Look, honey, in an ideal world, there'd be no her, and your father would look like Sting. And I'll tell you something else. Ever since that poodle-stuffer came along, he's been so ashamed of himself that he's been more attentive, he's been more loving... I mean, it's like every day's our anniversary.
Rachel: Honey, I'm sorry, but he's right. I love you, but you're crazy.
Monica: Good. (To Chandler) Uh honey, the Miami Vice soundtrack? Really?
Rachel: Honey, this will help. (hands him a tub of ice cream)
Doug: Come on honey, let's go drink our body weight. (They walk off leaving Chandler and Monica alone.)
Rachel: What about you honey, who would be on your list?
Rachel: Aw honey stop! Its not that bad.
Ross: I have to say Tupolo Honey by Van Morrison.
Rachel: Okay honey, you do realize she only spins like that on ice.
Rachel: Wait no, honey, honey throw it to me, throw it to me.
Rachel: Uh, yeah. Uh, Monica, y'know, honey, I've been thinking about it and I've decided thisthis whole Ross thing, it's just not a good idea.
Janice: Honey, honey, people are looking.
Ross: Look, honey, I have tried to make nice, it doesnt work.
Rachel: Yeah honey, Im standing right there! Why didnt you just tell him about the mole I havent got checked yet.
Monica: Were sorry honey.
Rachel: (she leans over and kisses him on the cheek) Honey, I was wondering....
Chandler: Honey, you did call him back. 'Cause, it's, it's really old.
Monica: Honey, theres a reason.
Rachel: You know what honey, you go ahead, well call her an alternate.
RACHEL: Listen honey, can you keep dad occupied, I'm gonna go talk to mom for a while.
Rachel: Honey, hes about to go hit on Isabella Rosselini. Im just sorry we dont got popcorn.
Rachel: Oh honey, thank you, but Mark's taking me out.
Ross: Honey, I love you too.
Monica: Oh, honey!I can't. I was just telling these guys that things are crazy at the restaurant!
Rachel: Hi honey!
Rachel: Oh honey, this is his office too. I told you we're Joanna's two assistants.
Rachel: Okay, wait a minute. Wait a minute, I-I-I, I can't do this. Listen honey, this is, it's not Phoebe's fault. She lent me the earrings, and I lost it. I'm so sorry. Honey, I feel terrible too. (Holds out her arms for a hug.)
Rachel: I think I just shipped 3,000 bras to personnel. Oh honey, I gotta go. (to Mark) Mark, I need you!
Ross: Hey, honey.
Rachel: No-no-no, no, honey please, Ive got, Ive just have so much to deal with.
Rachel: Umm, honey, look he just came over to....
Rachel: Umm, honey, look he just came over to....
Monica: What? Honey.
Mrs. Bing: Really stupid. And I don't even know how it happened. I'm sorry, honey, I promise it will never happen again. Are we okay now?
Ross: Honey, just relax, it's gonna be fine. Hey, umm,. why don't I come down there and I'll take you out to lunch?
Monica: Oh honey, is that cause your Mom died around Christmas?
RACHEL: Chandler honey, I'm sorry. Ok, can we watch Joey's show now please? [they turn on the TV]
Rachel: Honey, why is it hard, I mean we've been together for almost a year now?
Rachel: Honey um, honey, you do realise that we dont keep the womens lingerie here in the office?
Pete: Monica! (runs over and kisses her) Hi honey.
Rachel: Well honey, then why don't you break up with one of them?
Rachel: Oh honey, I'm sorry we can't help you there, 'cause we're cuddlily sleepers. (Chandler makes an 'Ewww' face) Okay, I'm late for work.
Monica: All right. Honey, thats-thats a sleeve. Okay?
Rachel: Go to the post office! I'm sure her picture's up! ...Okay, Monica, y'know what, honey, you're kinda losing it here! I mean, this is really becoming like a weird obsession thing.
Rachel: Okay. Honey, I would love for you to go with me. (Ross has a worried look on his face) What?
Gary: Hey, honey! Okay, so did you find any apartments? Anything in Brooklyn Heights?
Rachel: Oh honey, Im sorry.
Rachel: Okay, honey, what he means by that, is ...while this is a very nice gift, maybe it's just not something a boyfriend gives?
Mrs. Geller: (entering) (to Monica) Honey, dont bite your nails.
ESTL: Stop saying you're not talented, you're very talented. It's just with the bird dead and all, there's very little act left. Oh, honey, give me a break, will ya? [a knock on the door] Oooh, ooh, I'll talk to you later.
Rachel: Oh, honey, that's so sweet.
Rachel: Aw, honey, that's so sweet.
MONICA: Honey, you made the bed again. I told you, you don't have to do that. This isn't camp.
Rachel: Honey, you got a little thing on your...(points to her whole face)
Phoebe: Honey, youve got to go. Whats his office number?
Mrs. Geller: Oh honey, come on, have a sense of humour, youve never been able to laugh at yourself.
Rachel: Ross honey, this is very nice, but, but I-I got a crisis.
Rachel: Honey, this really is an incredible thing to do for them, but there are things to think about.
Rachel: Honey, maybe we should take you to a doctor.
Rachel: See look Amy, we're a lot closer to Monica and Chandler. We see them every day. And truthfully honey, you don't seem very connected to the baby.
Rachel: Ooh! Honey, it can't be that hard, I mean, you've been in love before?
Monica: Honey, listen... You have nothing to worry about with Geoffrey.
Rachel: Why? Honey, what is the big deal?
Monica: Aww, honey Im sorry.
Rachel: Hey, honey! Whats the matter? (Monica shows her, her hat.) Fine, I was just trying to be nice! Whoa!
Phoebe: Oh, honey, honey, tell them the story about your patient who thinks things are, like, other things. Y'know? Like, the phone rings and she takes a shower.
RACHEL: OK, here we go. Honey, I'm sorry, they were all out of apple pie, someone just got the last piece.
Rachel: Honey, thats youre name.
Paul: (entering) Here you go honey! (Rachel kicks Ross back under the couch.)
Monica: Im sorry honey.
Monica: Ooh...hey honey, are you all right?
Rachel: Oh, honey, I dont know. I
Rachel: Honey, this is not your fault, just because you guys had a fight, it does not justify her sleeping with someone.
Rachel: Ah, oh God. Oh, honey, oh that's OK.
Rachel: Honey, honey, Im sorry, I know its our anniversary but I told you on the phone I dont have time to stop.
Ross: Whoa-whoa-whoa! Emily, (Gives her the time-out signal.) honey, okay?
Rachel: Mon, honey, I gotta ask you something.
Rachel: Oh, honey! Dont get up! What do you need?
Rachel: Honey, listen, y'know what? The nurse said the doctor is wonderful.
Monica: Honey, sweetie, by the edges.
Rachel: Oh, honey that's awful.
Chandler: Hey honey, you got the kind with the little girl, you said we were gonna to get the kind with the baby.
Rachel: Oh, honey, dont worry. She's gonna make it on time.
Rachel: Yeah, umm, no honey.
Rachel: Honey, come on! You live far away! You're not related. You lift right out.
Rachel: Ohh, whoa God! Storage rooms give me the creeps! Monica, come on please hurry up honey! Please?