words in movies
Monica: I'll do it!
Joey: I'll kick that door in if you give me a little sugar.
Monica: Y'know what really bothers me? Isit's how-how different you act around them! I mean y'know the throwing the tennis games, the fake laugh, the "I'll see you around, Bing!" "Not if I see you first, Doug!" (Mocks the fake laugh.) I gotta tell you, I don't like Work Chandler. Okay? The guy's a suck-up.
Ross: Ben, I want you to know that there may be some times when I may not be around, like this. (walks out of the picture) But I'll still always come back, like this. (returns) And sometimes I may be away longer, like this. (walks away) But I'll still always come back, like this. (returns)
Monica: It took me 28 years to find one man that I wanna spend my life with, if I have to wait another 28 years then, I'll be 56 before I can have a baby, and that's just stupid.
Agency guy: So, these are the preliminary forms for an open adoption. There's a lot to go over, but I'll explain everything as we go through it.
Rachel: Hello. (to Gavin) But you know what, hey, new day, new leaf, I am just really really happy ... (sees Gavin staring at Heather) I'm sorry, obviously Heather's ass has something more important to say so I'll just wait 'till it's finished.
David: Okay, okay, okay. (Gets ready to sweep, and then picks up a laptop computer) Y'know what, this was just really expensive. (Puts it down elsewhere. Then picks up a microscope) And I'll take- this was a gift. (Moves it)
Joey: Please I have an extremely high threshold...Holly Mother Of God! My face! My face!! I'm all right! I'm all right!Just a little bit of shock that's all but I'll be fine you can go again. I'm OK(He tries to avoid the tweezers) Dammit! Woman!! How Hoooow!
Bitsy: Well thank you, I'll give you a tour later. It's actually three floors.
Ross: Yes! Yes! I mean it's-it's kinda far from work, but uh, y'know, I'll get so much done on the commute. I-I've been given the gift of time!
Chandler: Okay, I'll give them back. (Exhales strongly through his nose and Joey just glares at him.) Look! What is so great about that sandwich?
Phoebe: I'll find Bob, I'll get him. Bob? (starts looking) Bob! Robert! (looks at cabinet under sink) Oh wait, I think I hear him. Oh - Oh my god! Bob had babies! Bob's a mom!
Rachel: Joey, if you wanna look good, why don't you just come down to the store? I'll help you out.
CHANDLER: Alright, I'll tell you what, you call the couch and then, and then we'll call the couch, and we'll see who it comes to.
Rachel: Oh, you guys, I can't believe this. But I'll leave now, or I'm gonna miss my plane.
Chandler: No, she's not okay? And I'll prove it to you. I'm gonna call her right now. (Picks up the phone and wipes it off) Phone's done ehh.
JOEY: Hey, I'll be alright. I mean it's not like I'm starting from sqare one. I was Dr. Drake Remoray on Days of Our Lives. Heh? I mean that's gotta have some kind of cache.
Chandler: I know there'll be many moments in the years to come when I'll regret asking the following question, but- And Andrew is?
Monica: I'll get it. (On phone.) Hello. (Listens.) Hi Emily! (Listens.) Yeah, uh you-you tracked him down. Hold on one second. (She hands the phone to Ross.)
RICHARD: I know, I know. Just hang in there, OK. OK, I'll go out first, alright.
SUSIE: I'll be there, and who knows, if things go well, maybe this time I'll get to see your underwear.
Ross: I, uh, I'll go see. (He goes in)
Chandler: All right. I'll tell you what. When we're 40, if neither one of us are married, what do you say you and I get together and have one?
Phoebe: Don't worry, don't worry. We'll come up with a good lie. I'll help you practice it.
CHANDLER: And I'll be using his dead body as a shield.
Monica: Yeah, they were just slowing me down. Alright, I have to get back to the babies. I'll see you girls later.
Phoebe: You didn't bring one! My cab's downstairs, I'll drive you to the airport.
JOEY: Okay.� Great.� I'll see you when you get here.� I'm gonna wait out in the hall in case the dude comes out.
Dr. Baldhara: You're making a big mistake here. I mean, San Diego's all well and good, but if you give him to me, I'll start him off against a blind rabbit and give you twenty percent of the gains.
Joey: that would've been better, I'll try that Hi I'm Joey.
CHANDLER: Yeah, ah, ah . . .� I'll think of something.
Monica: Ok people, we are back in business! (Gets her headset out of her purse) Oh God, we've missed you soo much! (takes all the notes from Phoebe) Ok, go and get your hair and make-up done, and I'll take care of everything.
Ross: I'll get it
Monica: Here, I got it. I'll will play my message for you guys, and you can tell me if it's breezy enough.
CHANDLER: That's so cool.� I'll let Monica know.
Chandler: You know, it's... (sees the feeding taking place next to him) something funny about sneakers. I'll be right back. (Goes into the kitchen)
Molly: No, you stay, I'll do it (takes Emma from Rachel).
Chandler: Fine, I'll give the suit back.
CHANDLER: All right.� Well, I'll check the guest room.
Chandler: Thanks. (they kiss) I'll see you New Year's Day.
Gavin: Look, I'll just give you this and go.
Gavin: Mom, I'll call you later. Yeah. (hangs up) (to Rachel) Yes?
Molly: Sure, I'll go check on Emma.
Mike: Ok, ok, I'll throw away the traps.
Monica (laughs): Okay, I'll try.
Sonia: I'll take care of it
Phoebe: OK, fine, if it means that much to you I'll get rid of Bob.
Phoebe: I'll miss you.
Chandler (laughs): Okay, I'll try. And you can't make any noise.
MONICA: Yes, because all good plans start with, "I'll go down the fire escape."
Mike: Done it. (Phoebe becomes a little more subdued) I'll be back in a couple of hours.
Phoebe: Great! Ok...I'll go get the tube top.
Monica: Hey, maybe I'll drive you up there! I'd like to buy some tickets myself!
Monica: I'll go in there.
Joey/Drake: Fine. I'll go. But let me ask you one question...
Chandler: Ok well, thanks, you won't regret it. I'll see you tomorrow (hangs up).
Chandler: (looks around) I'll take this one too (to Ross) Uh ... Mommy?
Joey: (to Ross) I'll show you how.
Paula: Listen. As someone who's seen more than her fair share of bad beef, I'll tell you: that is not such a terrible thing. I mean, they're your friends, they're just looking out after you.
Joey: Ok, all right, so I'll take her to the MET.
Charlie: (her mobile phone rings) Oh, I'm sorry. I'll take this. Excuse me. (she cuts herself off for a moment)
Charlie: Oh, you know what? I'll come with you!
Receptionist: Ok well, I'll call you as soon as your massage therapist is ready.
Monica: ooohh... hey! Wanna stick around and I'll whip you up some dinner?
Mike: I'll make it a hundred!
Phoebe: Oh, I'll take some of that.
Joey: Fine, I'll rent a car and drive...! Ross, you have to get that job!
Mike: I'll play ya!
Joey: Ok! All right, well... I'm gonna see if I can get a room for the night and I'll... I'll see you later!
Joey: Yeah! I'll see ya later! Yeah!
Monica: I'll put a pillowcase over my head.
Ross: No, I'll do it. (he quickly grabs Joey's boarding pass and gives Joey his one.)
Monica: Sure! If you're just gonna hang out as friends, then maybe I'll join ya. You know, I'm your friend (to Phoebe) and Mike's friend (Mike is sceptical).
Phoebe: Well, that's not good. But you know, I can move some stuff around, and I'll be there. You and Alice just take the whole day together.
Phoebe: Right, yeah, ok, I'll ask the butler to fetch my diamonds out of the vault.
Phoebe: All right, all right... I'll play if we don't keep score!
Charlie: You're on fire! I'll call you in the morning, okay?
Joey: Yeah. I'll see you in the morning.
Chandler: (hysterical)Don't touch the phone! I'll get it, I'll get it, I'll get it!! (picks up the phone)
Rachel: Yeah baby, I'll show you how we do it!
Cheryl: I'll be right back. Make yourself comfortable. (Ross attempts to clear a place for his coat and fold it small enough to fit. Then hit sits on the couch. Something falls on him from above and he brushes his neck off frantically.)
Ross: Damnit! I'll put a candle on the cake.
Monica: Ok listen, you go down to the pool and reserve the chairs, and I'll get the magazines and the lotion.
Ross: No. We should all have dinner. Yes, we'll do it tomorrow night. I'll cook!!
Charlie: Fine, it's fine... (she whispers) I'll just shower by myself...
Rachel: No honey, it's okay! Listen, I'll got to Ross's and get the blender, you get all the margarita stuff ready.
Chandler: It's ok, it's ok. You know what? (Takes out his mobile) I'll just call the agency and tell them to throw out the letter. (starts dialing)
MIKE: All right.� I'll do it.� (Phoebe gives the thumbs-up sign to Rachel.)� But really, how much dirtier can it get?
Charlie: Yes, absolutely. I'll call him.
Rachel: Alright fine. I'll do it.
Josh: So I'll see you at the party? Beer's beer man, 24, 7!!
Rachel: Hey Pheebs, I'm-I'm taking Charlie shopping, why don't you come and I'll help you find something.
Ross: Guess who's a finalist for a huge research grant! I'll give you a hint, he's looking right at you.
Chandler: (enters singing) Oklahoma where the wind comes sweeping down the plane, STOP IT! Why couldn't they have sent me to Texas? 7 o clock maybe I'll hit the gym (sits down) who am I kidding pay-per-view porn.
Joey: (disappointed) Oh... oh, but that's ok, I'll find someone else to do it... I'll do it alone, but... I don't know what happens if the sea turtle catches you...
Joey: Oh, all right, I'll just have what she's having instead.
Rachel: Okay, well then how about a handshake? (She goes to shake his hand but misses and touches his groin.) Oh God I'm sorry! Oh God, I'm sorry! I did not mean to touch thatI mean you there. There. Uhh, okay, so thank-thank you, I'm going to leave now thank you very much uh-huh, thank you soHey! I'll see you Monday! (Exits.)
Phoebe: I couldn't tell him no. He got so sad. Maybe it'll be all right. I do really like him a lot and probably do it eventually anyway and plus, think of all the money I'll save on stamps.
Monica: Oh. Well, I didn't realize that you needed it back right away. I mean, you told me to go and be a caterer. So I went. I beed. I mean, I... I used it to buy all this stuff. But lookI've got another job tomorrow, so I'll pay you back with the money I make from that.
Rachel: Yeah! I'll cook!
Monica: (Gets up) Okay, okay. You two (to Phoebe and Rachel) go get the dessert. And I'll let you in.