words in movies
Monica: Hey, look at me. I'm making jam, been at it since 4 o'clock this morning.
Chandler: Well, I'm sorry Joe. I didn't think the doctor was gonna buy that it just *fell* out of the socket.
Monica: I'm going into business people. I'm sick and tired of being depressed about Richard. I needed a plan, a plan to get over my man. What's the opposite of man? Jam. (sees Joey trying some jam from the pot) Oh Joey don't! It's way to hot. (Joey realizes this and spits what he had in his mouth back into the pot.)
Phoebe: Um, yeah, you want Ursula, and I'm Phoebe. Twin sisters! Seriously.
Guy: Oh, that's great. I'm stalking the wrong woman. I am such a dingus!
Phoebe: Wait, (grabs him) you know what, I got a little story. When I was in Junior High School I went through this period where I thought I was a witch. And there was this guidance counselor who said something to me, that I think will help you a lot. He said okay, 'you're not a witch you're just an average student.' See what I'm saying?
Rachel: Honey, come on, I have to be at work in like ten minutes (Ross starts kissing her neck) Oh, all right, well it's not like I'm employee of the year or anything. (they fall onto the couch)
Chandler: Okay, this is good, this is good. All right listen, I have one. Janice likes to cuddle, at night, which, you know I'm all for. But, uh, you know when you want to go to sleep, you want some space. So, uh, how do I tell her that without, you know, accidentally calling her fat or something.
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.
Ross: Uh, yeah, yeah I'll, I'm right behind you.
Ross: Noo! No, not cuddlily, not me, just her. I'm like you, I need the room. Okay, come here. (they sit on the couch and Ross puts his hands on Chandler's shoulder and thigh.) Okay, you're in bed...
Ross: I'm gonna use the cushion.
Phoebe: Okay, first I'm not crazy. And second, say it don't spray it. Anyway his name is Malcom, and he wasn't following me, I mean he was, but 'cause he thought I was Ursula, ick. And, that's why, that's why he couldn't just come up and talk to me. 'Cause of the restraining order.
Phoebe: No, I'm just gonna help him, you know, get 'de-Ursula-ized', like you know, like I did for Joey after he went out with her.
Monica: I'm talking about me having a baby.
Chandler: Night-night.....Janice. (he starts thinking to him self) 'Look at all that room on her side, you good fit a giant penguin over there. That would be weird though. Okay, hug and roll time. I'm huggin', I'm huggin', your rollin', and....yes! Freedom! (his one arm is still under her) Except for this arm! I'm stuck. Stuck arm! Okay, time for the old table cloth trick, one fluid motion. Quick like a cat, quick like a cat! And 1...2...3!' (Pulls his arm out from under her and she is spun off of the bed.)
Malcom: These are my night vision goggles. This is the book I pretend to read when I'm watching her in the park. And these are Mad Lips, they're just for fun.
Malcom: (reading) I met Phoebe today. She was really nice to me eventhough I'm such a loser. And, then when I was walking home I thought about her a lot, it was weird, but kinda cool.
Ross: Look, you can't do this Mon. All right, if you do this, I'm, I'm gonna, I'm, I'm gonna.....
Ross: I'm gonna tell Mom.
Rachel: Honey, I'm sorry, but he's right. I love you, but you're crazy.
Monica: Lips moving, still talking. I mean it may not be ideal, but I'm so ready. No, I-I-I see the way Ben looks at you. It makes me ache, you know?
Joey: Noooo, that's what I was wearing when I donated. I'm kinda surprised there's any of my boys left.
Phoebe: Um, perhaps. Yes! Yes, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I was just afraid that you were still hung up on my sister.
Malcom: I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I tried to stop, but I couldn't. I'm so pathetic.
Phoebe: Yeah, just, okay, look I'm going. Um, come on. Op, op, behind the pillar, which way am I gonna go?
Professor Spafford: If you'll excuse me I'm going to use the restroom. (he goes away)
Rachel: (on phone) Daddy, I just... I can't marry him! I'm sorry. I just don't love him. Well, it matters to me!
Rachel: Oh, I would love some. But y'know what? Y'know what? Let's not drink it here. I'm feeling kinda crazy. You wanna go to Newark?
Joey: All right, All right, let's just get this out in the open okay? You're hot. I'm lovable. Clearly there's a vibe going on between us. But, we're roommates and it's a huge mistake for us to continue down this road.
Rachel: Ross, I said I'm sorry like a million times. What do you want me to do? You want me to break my foot too? Okay, I'm gonna break my foot, right here. (Kicks the sign) Ow!! Oh! Oh my God, oh my God! There, are you happy now?!
Ross: Listen, I'm- I'm sorry I was so hard on you before, it's just I...
Rachel: It's not! I'm defrosting a chicken. (Pause) Oh, I uh sold Mrs. Whiskerson.
Monica: That's because I'm in front of them.
Joey: When I'm with a woman, I need to know that I'm going out with more people than she is.
Rachel: I'm not crazy, right? I mean, it was never like that.
Bobby: I'm twelve, I'm not stupid.
Chandler: Just do it! Okay, it's Janice and if I get it I'm going to have to see her tonight. (phone stops ringing) Oh, that's great I'm gonna have to see her tonight.
Chandler: Okay, I'm gonna go to the bathroom. Will you watch my phone?
Monica: Ok, so I think I'm just about done here, unless you have any bad stuff hidden somewhere, like... porn or cigarettes?
David: I don't know. I don't know what I'm gonna do. I just- you decide.
Mindy: Yeah... I'm pretty sure I'm still gonna marry him.
Chandler: ...I'm, I'm okay.
Andrea: Sorry- Hi, I'm Dorothy's daughter.
Chandler: I'm not scared. (moves towards Mike and Chappy) I'll just take little Chappy and... (he backs out) HE CAN SENSE MY FEAR. MY THROAT IS EXPOSED.
Joey: Friends, family, dog... Thank you all for being here to witness this blessed event. The cold has now spread to my special place... so I'm gonna do the short version of this. Phoebe and Mike are perfect for each other. And I know I speak for every one here... when I wish them a lifetime of happiness. Who has the rings?
Rachel: That's good enough. Right? (Pause.) Okay, well umm, I'm gonna go look at my books!
Monica: Okay, I'm not getting this!
Woman: Hi. I'm Monica.
Phoebe: Okay. And, my, dead, mother, says, you, are, it. I'm with Rachel.
Phoebe: I don't know what I'm gonna do about this coat.
Rachel: Oh it... good! Yeah, but I'm not gonna hear from that for a couple of days.
Monica: Uh, ah. Unless you wanna stay over? I mean, I'm going to, so...
Ross: I'm in for fifty cents. (throws it in)
Chandler: I'm still mad at you for not telling me.
Rachel: I'm not telling. (collects chips)
Ross: I'm here.
Ross: I'm hurt.
Joey: All right, I'm going. I'm going.
Susan: No, I'm getting it. I'll be right back.
Ross: I got itI'm getting it!
Lydia: Ok, that's ok. I'm fine. I'm... oh!
Ross: Yeah. I'm paying you to stop.
Monica: Why won't I be married when I'm 40?
Amy: I know! I'm Erin Brockovich!
Joey: I suddenly had the feeling that I was falling. But I'm not.
Ross: Oh, I'm threatened by you?
Rachel: I'm a waitress.
Monica: I'm sure they'll be here soon.
Rachel: I know you did. I'm just gonna deal with it, I'm just gonna deal with it. (Ross comes by, smoching with Julie on the phone.) I gotta get out of here. (Exits)
Joey: Yeah. I'm thinking, if we put our heads together, between the two of us, we can break them up.
Joey: Well... I'm helping out down at the N.Y.U. Med School with some... research.
Ross: I'm going to China.
Phoebe: Most likely. (raises and goes toward the door) Okay, I'm gonna be out there.
Rachel: OK, I'm guessing this is from...
Ross: All right, I'm coming out. Hey, can you turn the lights off.
Rachel: No, I'm just....
Monica: Um, okay, here it goes. I'm not 22. I'm, I'm 25... and thirteen months.
Rachel: So I'm thinking about you. So what?
Julie: (Loudly, proving she can speak English.) Thank you. I'm from New York.
Ross: you know I really admire your whole dating attitude, it's so healthy I'm always like is this moving to fast? Is this moving to slow? Where's this going?
Joey: No, no, it's not, don't listen to him! (to Ross) I'm gonna thump you! (points his fist at him)
Monica: Pheebes, you know what I'm thinking?
Monica: No, although now that's what I'm thinking.
Ross: (very interested) Oh! like what?! (Charlie looks at him confused, but smiling) Oh I'm sorry, I don't mean to pry... it's just that this must be what regular people experience when they watch "Access Hollywood".
Phoebe: I'm still on "no."
Rachel: Oh God, I know I'm a pathetic loser.
Rachel: Good! I'm glad it's not a problem.
Joey: I'm outta here. Here's my credit card. Dinner's on me. I'm sorry, Chandler.
Rachel: I'm okay.
Phoebe: Well, c'mon, if it's important enough to discuss while I'm playing, then I assume it's important enough for everyone else to hear!
Phoebe: Well, you're not more excited than I am! No way! I'm the most excited!
Phoebe: Oh my God! I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Which one's Demi Moore?
CHANDLER: I'm hoping that when Bob doesn't show up, she will seek comfort in the open arms of the wry stranger at the next table.
Chandler: I'm still on my first. I just think you're nice.
Monica: But I'm...
Ross: First of all, I'm not losing...
Phoebe: (reading the nametag on the uniform) Hi, I'm Ben. I'm hospital worker Ben. It's Ben... to the rescue!
Rachel: Well that works out good, because I'm not listening.
Ross: What a beautiful story. Hey, I'm fine by the way.
Monica: Rachel, (they go back inside) say that I'm friends with her, we spend some time together. Is that so terrible?
Rachel: Oh, I'm sorry, did my back hurt your knife?
Joey: Yeah, I'm ready.
Customer: You idiot, you stupid cowboy, you blinded me, I'm suing!
Phoebe: Monica, I really appreciate you checking in on me, but I'm actually feeling a lot better. Yeah, I just kinda want to be alone right now.
Ross: (to the kid) Oh yeah? Well, I'm rubber, you're glue, whatever(to Chandler)can't do it. (to the kid) Listen, uh- gimme back my puck.
Woman: Oh, I'm sorry, is that your basket? It's really pretty. Unfortunately, I don't see suds.
Rachel: Okay, listen, I'm thinking, why don't we just tell them who we really are? I mean, it'll be fine, I really think it'll be fine.
Rachel: And now, y'know, I'm like... I'm like the other woman! I feel so..
JOEY: I don't know, I'm just tryin' to help you out.
CHANDLER: You know what? I'm not gonna end up like this. I'll see you man.
JANICE: Oh, sweetie, I'm sorry.
Rachel: I'm hoping that if she hears it enough it will be her first word.
Phoebe: Well no, when I get to the point where... you know... I'm ready to hear cruel mocking jokes about Mike... I'm gonna come to you.
STRANGER: Yeah, I'm looking for Phoebe, does she still live here?
Phoebe: Okay, lesson one: chords. Now, I don't know the actual names of the chords but umm, I-I-I made up names for the way my hand looks while I'm doing them. (She starts to show Joey the chords. Transcribers Note: For this one you'll have to use your imagination, 'cause it would take me 50 pages to describe each one. So if you want to see them, you'll have to wait for this episode to come to a TV near you.) (Holding up her hand and then reconfiguring her hand with each name.) So then, this is Bear Claw. Okay, umm, Turkey Leg and Old Lady. (Joey tries to imitate them.)
Phoebe: I'm sooo sorry!! I just... I keep thinking about Mike! I'm crazy about David, and we're having so much fun together. Why-Why do I miss Mike? That's-that's gonna go away, right?
Rachel: No. But don't worry, I'm sure they're still there.
PHOEBE: Ok, look, before you even start, I'm not denying evolution, ok, I'm just saying that it's one of the possibilities.
PHOEBE: Yeah, well, ya know, I'm kind of spooky that way. Wooo.
Young Ethan: All right, look. I've gotta tell you something. I'm not 17. I only said so that you'd think I was cute and vunerable. I'm actually 30, I have a wife, I have a job, I'm your Congressman. Monica, this is ridiculous, we're great together. We can talk, we make each other laugh, and the sex. Oh, man, okay i have no frame of graft, but I thought that was great.
DUNCAN: I'm, I'm still me.
Chandler: Okay, what do you saw I go over there and say how much I like her? (Joey gives him a thumbs up) No-no it'll be good, I can tell her much I've been thinking about her. That I haven't stopped thinking about her since the moment I met her. That I'm so fantastically, over-the-top, wanna-slit-my-own-throat in love with her, that for every minute of every hour of every day I can't believe my own damn bad luck that you met her first!!
Mrs. Tribbiani: Of course I knew! What did you think? Your father is no James Bond. You should've heard some of his cover stories. "I'm sleeping over at my accountant's," I mean, what is that? Please!
ROSS: OK, now I'm nervous.
CHANDLER: I'm goin' home.