words in movies
Carol: I'm pregnant.
Monica: Look , I'm sorry, guys, I just don't wanna give them any more ammunition than they already have.
Rachel: Oh, like I wasn't dreading tomorrow enough, having to give it back to him... 'Hi Barry! Remember me? I'm the girl in the veil who stomped on your heart in front of your entire family!' Oh God and now I'm gonna have to return the ring, without the ring, which makes it so much harder...
Ross: Well, Carol says she and Susan want me to be involved, but if I'm not comfortable with it, I don't have to be involved.. basically it's entirely up to me.
Ross: I have no idea. No matter what I do, though, I'm still gonna be a father.
Monica: I'm sorry, why is this girl going to call me?
Mr. Geller: I'm not gonna tell you what they spent on that wedding... but forty thousand dollars is a lot of money!
Mr. Geller: Look, there are people like Ross who need to shoot for the stars, with his museum, and his papers getting published. Other people are satisfied with staying where they are- I'm telling you, these are the people who never get cancer.
Rachel: I'm just cleaning up.
Ross: (entering) Sorry I'm late, I was stuck at work. There was this big dinosaur.. thing.. anyway.
Rachel: I'm- uh- I'm okay... You look great!
Barry: See, about a month ago, I wanted to hurt you. More than I've ever wanted to hurt anyone in my life. And I'm an orthodontist.
Barry: You know, you were right? I mean, I thought we were happy. We weren't happy. But with Mindy, now I'm happy. Spit.
Ross: No no no, she gets a credit, hey, I'm in there too.
Ross: Of course not, I'm... suggesting Geller-Willick-Bunch.
Ross: My way?! You-you think this is my way? Believe me, of all the ways I ever imagined this moment in my life being, this is not my way- y'know what? Uh, um, this is too hard. I'm not, I can't do-
Ross: You- uh- y'know what, I'm gonna go. I don't- I don't think I can be involved in this particular thing right now.
Rachel: (on phone) Hi, Mindy. Hi, it-it's Rachel. Yeah, I'm fine. I-I saw Barry today. Oh, yeah, yeah he-he told me. No, no, it's okay. I hope you two are very happy, I really do. Oh, oh, and Mind, y'know, if-if everything works out, and you guys end up getting married and having kids- and everything- I just hope they have his old hairline and your old nose. (Slams the phone down.) (To everyone) Okay, I know it was a cheap shot, but I feel so much better now.
Rachel: Well when I talk to her I almost feel like she understands what I'm saying.
Laura: Well, I'm sorry I brought it up. So, are either one of you planning on staying at home with your child... (someone knocks on the door)
Phoebe: No, I've got work and then I'm proposing..
Monica: I'm gonna miss this hand! Okay I know it's a lot to ask, but oh my God Chandler, this is a once in a lifetime opportunity.
Mike: You never told me about that guy on your sweet sixteen. Oh, ugh. I'm sorry about that.
Laura: I don't know... Well, maybe I'm wrong... I'm sorry...
Joey: No, no! Don't try to turn this around on me, ok? I'm not some kind of... social work, ok, that you can just... do.
Laura: (embarrassed towards Chandler and Monica) Well, I'm pretty sure I gave you my number.
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: (keeping on running and yelling) OOOOOHHHHH! (she stops) Fine, I can't take it anymore! I'm putting an end to this! (she goes out to the balcony)
Ross: Eh..actually no, I don't need to because your little "Ross is dead" joke didn't work, ok, there were no responses. Nobody posted anything on the website, nobody called my parents, so the joke my friend is on you. Nobody called, nobody wrote anything, nobody cares that I'm dead. (silence) Oh my God! Nobody cares that I'm dead!?
Chandler: I'm serious, let me do something, just not the turkey or the stuffing, nothing "high profile".
Joey: Oh-oh! I'm stuck!
Rachel: ...is something I'm very interested in! Oh please, do not tell Ross. He still believes that (in a deep voice, mocking Ross) what's in the inside is important...
Joey: No seriously... I'm really wedged in here.
Rachel: I'm so happy for you!
Ross: I'm just so happy you guys are finally getting a kid.
Phoebe: Hey, you know what, I've never had a one-year anniversary before, so no matter where we go, I'm wearing something fancy pants, and... I'm gonna put on my finest jewelry and we're gonna have sex in a public rest room.
Rachel: Do you think I'm someone else?
Chandler: Oh, screw it, I'm gonna be a daddy!!
Phoebe: Oh, this is like the best day ever. Ever! You guys might get back together, Monica and Chandler are getting their baby, there are chicks and ducks in the world again! Oh, I feel like I'm in a musical! (Singing) "Daa - raa... When the sun comes up, bright and beaming! And the moon comes..."
Hayley: (laughs) your welcome again, I'm gonna make some coffee can I get you anything?
Joey: Whoo, whoo. Wow, it's uhm... kinda weird that I'm sitting next to Charlie after we broke up.
Monica: It's because I'm scrappy.
Rachel: Okay. Thank you! Thank you! BecauseI'm sorry, all right. Because y'know what? She didn't want menot important. The point is, I was right. Your decision. Okay? I was right. (She starts for the door.) (Stops) Your decision.
Phoebe: Well, I'm not going in first. I bet that vein on Monica's forehead is popping like crazy.
Ross: I'm sorry, Rachel, this is Charlie Wealer, she's a collegue.
Monica: (on phone) I can't wait to be with you! I'll just tell Rachel I'm gonna be doing laundry for a couple of hours.
Sarah: Fine, I'm sorry, I didn't think it was that big a deal.
Waiter: Oh, I'm sorry sir, that was our last piece.
Joey: I'm not even sorry.
Rachel: Oh, Pheebs, baby, that's nice but, you know what, I think I'm ok. Why don't you give it to one of your other single girlfriends?
Monica: Oh, I'm sorry honey, you know, but when she said "sex" I wasn't thinking about "sex with you"!
Phoebe: You know, I'm always right about these things.
Chandler: Oh, uhm... I have to work too. Yeah, I'm stuck at the office all day.
Rachel: I'm doin' good, baby. How you doin'?
Chandler: Yeah (motions them to sit and they do) I'm not having an affair. Nancy is our realtor.
Rachel: What is wrong with raising a kid in the city? I'm doing it, Ross is doing it, Sarah Jessica Parker is doing it!
Chandler: Look, we're not just messing around! I love her. Okay, I'm in love with her.
Monica: Oh my God, it's gonna WORK! We're gonna make it work! I'm gonna be a mummy and (to Chandler) you're gonna be a daddy! All right, I'll see you suckers. I'm gonna get me... A BABY! {she leaves)
Joey: I'm really sorry you guys.
Joey: You know, I'm really sorry I wasn't more supportive before.
Chandler: (to Monica) I'm leaving you.
Ross: Me too. I'm good at it.
Joey: Oh, wow! I'm so sorry, ok? I promise, we'll do better next time!
Phoebe: This is how I look when I'm turned on!
Phoebe: I can't ask him! Do you have any idea how inappropriate that would be?! All I'm saying is just talk to Frank. Okay? Just, y'know, feel him out!
Phoebe: I'm sorry, did you say all man or old man?
Rachel: (carrying a tray of drinks) Alright, don't tell me, don't tell me! (Starts handing them out.) Decaf cappucino for Joey.. Coffee black.. Late.. And an iced tea. I'm getting pretty good at this!
Ross: (looks disappointed in himself) Man... I... I'm sorry.
Chandler: I'm in college and I'm in a band.
Joey: (sympathetic) Oh, I'm so sorry. I don't know any Spanish words.
Chandler: I'm pretty sure I put her on my bed.
Ross: And it's a wedding! It'd be weird if I'm not in it...
Chandler: You know, I'd love to, but I'm a little tired.
Ross: Hey, hey, hey... If you two are happy, then I'm happy for you. (Squeaky.) I'm fine!
Ross: I'm not! I'm making it easier! Pick me!
Phoebe: Right there! That's why I'm marrying you!
Rachel: Even so, I think I'm gonna pick Ross.
Joey: I'm glad we had this little talk.
Chandler: I'm not supposed to tell you.
Ross: I'm not supposed to tell you!
Ross: Wait a minute, I know why I'm being such an ass, why are you?
Rachel: (sarcastic) Wow, this is a tough one. I think I'm gonna have to go with the dog.
ROSS: I'm gonna get a new band-aid. Hey, how 'bout the time I cut the legs off your Malibu Ken?
Joey: Oh hey, don't worry. I'm still ordained from your wedding.
Rachel: Oh Phoebe, I'm so happy for you honey. (she gives her a kiss)
CHANDLER: Neat. I'm gonna die alone.
Dr. Harad: Hi! Phoebe, I'm Dr. Harad, I'm going to be delivering your babies. I want you to know, you're gonna be in good hands. I've been doing this for a long time. I'll be back in a minute to do your internal, in the meantime, just relax because everything here looks great. And also, I love Fonzie. (Exits)
Rachel: Seriously stop it, or I'm gonna jump on ya.
Chandler: I'm so sorry...
Phoebe: Uh. It's not... quite what I'm saying.
Ross: I'm feeling better.
Ross: I'm not scared of him, I'm really sick!
Ross: Just can't believe I'm in Rachel Green's room.
Rachel: Taking advantage? I'm giving you the advantage, enjoy!
The Doctor: I'm Dr. Miller. Monica told me you were a little nervous, but don't worry everything's gonna be just fine.
Rachel: I overheard you guys on the phone the other day, and you said, "I'll just tell Rachel that I'm doing laundry for a couple of hours." And he said, "Laundry? Is that my new nickname?" And you said, "No! You know what your nickname is, Mr. Big."
Monica: (on machine) "Hi, uh, Richard it's Monica, um, listen I did something kind of crazy tonight, um, maybe I'm getting my period or something, I don't know." Nooo!!
Chandler: Nope... (Monica walks in) Hey... so I'm gonna... put the plates back. You know, I think you were right, I don't think we should use these plates again for a looong time.
Casting assistant: I'm sorry, what's going on?
Phoebe: Umm, I lost one of your earrings. I'm sorry! I am so, so sorry!
Ross: Thank you. I'm glad you agree.
Ross: I'm up for tenure.
ROSS: Alright, alright, here's the chance. Monica give him cash, Rachel give him your earrings. Something, now, anything. MONICA: No, I will not cave. RACHEL: Yeah, I'm with Mon. ROSS: Alright, alright, you know how you say I never seize the day? Well, alright, even though he's your super, I'm seizing. [approaches Mr. Treeger] Mr. Treeger, here is 50 bucks, merry Christmas. [Gives him the cash.]
Monica: I don't know who I'm happiest for...
Rachel: But my... but my boss cannot see me. I'm interviewing for another job.
Rachel: Hi... I'm on a date...
Rachel: I did the first time! Oh. Oh.. <gets up and walks into the kitchen> And you know what. You want to know why I'm not giving Emily to you.
Joey: (in agony) aaw-ahhh-aaahhh STOP! STOP! I'm worried about damaging my head.
Monica: Oh, I'm sorry, mrs Hannigan.
Joey: I have an audition for this play and for some of it I have to speak French. Which, according to my résumé, I'm fluent in.
Monica: Oh God. I'm so sorry.
Ross: Rach, I'm so sorry.
Phoebe: Well, I'm no longer Phoebe Buffay.
Joey: Oh, hi, I'm Joey. My stupid friends are buying this house. Who are you?
Mackenzie: My parents say I'm gonna make new friends.
Joey: What am I gonna do, I feel like I'm losing my friends.
Man: Hey Rach, I just heard. I'm so sorry.
Rachel: I'm fantastic. You remember Ross?