words in movies
[Scene: Chandler's bedroom, he is giving Monica a massage.]
Monica: I can't believe we've never done this before! It's sooo good! So good for Monica!
Monica: That was a half an hour?
Monica: Y'know, I don't like to brag about it, but I give the best massages!
Monica: It's so good, isn't it?
Monica: Say good-bye to sore muscles!
Monica: (entering, in a hurry) Guys! Guys! I just saw two people having sex in a car right outside.
Monica: Ohh my God, I'm so sorry.
Monica: (to the guys) Not the way they're doing it. What, what happened? How did she die?
Monica: What?! What honey?
Monica: Oh, did you catch him?!
Monica: All right, let's go say good-bye.
[Scene: Monica and Rachel's, after the funeral, everyone is there.]
Monica: Well, at least you scared someone.
Monica: Phoebe, you do seem a little tense. Here, let me help you.
Monica: What are you talking about?
Monica: (indignant) I give good massages! (Ross laughs.) I used to give them to Rachel all the time before she got allergic! And-and-and Chandler loves them! Watch! (She starts giving Chandler a massage.)
Monica: No he's not!
Monica: What?!
Monica: You've been lying to me? I can't believe you'd do that.
Monica: But the minute we start to lie to each other (Pauses after she realizes what she's saying.) And by 'we' I mean society.
[Scene: Monica and Rachel's, Chandler is poking his head in.]
Monica: No.
Monica: Oh, please, stop! Look, we're supposed to be honest with each other. I-I just wish you could tell mejust say, "I don't like your massages."
Monica: (starting to cry) See? It's no big deal.
Monica: I'm not crying about that! I'm crying about something that happened at work.
Monica: (bursting into tears) My boyfriend said he didn't like my massages.
Monica: Oh my God! You don't know me at all!
Monica: I'm crying here!!
Monica: Huh. So you're saying like umm, if there was an award for the best bad massage, well who would get that?
Chandler: Oh, it would be you! You! Monica! And you'd get all the votes!
Monica: So maybe they could umm, call the award the Monica?
Monica: Okay. I suck!
[Scene: Monica and Rachel's, Joey returns from his audition and finds everyone but Phoebe there.]
Monica: Y'know, Joey, I think it's time to give up the bag.
Monica: No. Not after what happened with Steve.
Monica: Got the keys? or Got the keys!
Monica: (panicked) The oven is on.
Monica: No I don't.
Monica: (angry) Joey!
Monica: Well then get it, get it!
Monica: Ok, three kinds of potatoes coming up.
MONICA: Alright, well I'm tearing the lettuce.
Monica: Oh no its not, no its not. Its a first date. Im sure that nothing is gonna (as she is talking we see Ross close his drapes.)
Monica: But I didn't.
Monica: Why?
Monica: I swear you said you had the keys.
Monica: Why?
Monica: (notices his head) Oh, I'm sorry.
Monica: Stop it, stop it, stop it!
Monica: Well, not... worried, just... wondering.
Monica: (in her Monica-excited-way... TOO LOUD!) Oh my God, I love how thin these walls are!
Monica: I wanna wake up early and go get it for you!
Monica: Ooh, Ugly Naked Dancing!
[Scene: Monica and Rachel's, Ross is entering.]
Monica: W-wait. What is that?
Monica: No, no, I don't.
Fake Monica: There's nothing to wonder about, Monica. You're gonna go back to being exactly who you were, because that's who you are.
Monica: So, how'd it go?
Monica: So what are you gonna be?
[Inside Monica and Chandlers. Joey is almost done explaining the situation to everyone.]
Chandler: Thank you for that! (To Monica) I was not flirting.
(We see through the big window from the outside and see that Monica and Rachel have pictures of their faces pasted onto cardboard cutouts of Pamela Anderson and Yasmine Bleeth wearing their Baywatch swimsuits.)
Monica: Yeah. Rach, are you thinking you're gonna make it to Vail?
Fake Monica: Yes necessarily! I mean, I dunno what it is, maybe it's the Amish thing.
Monica: I think it's romantic.
Monica: What?!
(Monica and Rachel look at Phoebe strangely.)
Monica: Well, I guess we've established who's staying here with Monica...
Monica: Come on! So she comes to the wedding! I mean it wont be so bad.
Monica: Yeah.
Monica: Okay. So you, me and London. Looking at people differently. Maybe he wants to do what you and I did in London with someone.
Fake Monica: Really? Then why are you like that?
Monica: What's the matter?
MONICA: Chandler look, I don't want to be one of those wives who says, "You can't go to the game.� You have to spend time with me."� So, if you could just realize it on your own . . .
Monica: Well umm, they both have a egg yolk and butter base, but a bearnaise has shallots, shirvel, and most importantly tarragon.
[Scene: Monica and Rachel's, the party has started.]
Monica: Hi.
Monica: Ugh, we're screwed, aren't we? You know what? Just tell me on the way to the bird store.
Monica: In. (She joins in the dancing. She still flounders)
Monica: Have you guys picked a date yet?
Monica: Phoebe, I thought you said you know what youre doing?
Rachel: Since when do take naps in that position. Oh God Monica, tell me you were waiting for a guy! Please tell me you were waiting for a guy!
Monica: Umm, do you have any uhh, moves?
Monica: Hey everybody! It's Fun Bobby!
Monica: I'm sorry, Joey. I'm gonna go to bed, guys.
MONICA: Alright, you wanna feel better?
Monica: Im in love too! But in an orderly fashion.
Monica: So I'm kissing everyone?
Monica: Why?
Monica: Alright (shrugs). I think it's a big mistake but it's your decision.
[Scene: Monica and Rachel's, time lapse.]
Monica: Oh, no! I mean, obviously we want to see you take your clothes off! You big piece of eye candy!
Monica: No!
Monica: No!
Monica: He's coming. Be cool, be cool, be cool.
Monica: We are not going to whistle.
Monica: Phoebe, what are you doing?
Monica: Again. Yknow what? I think we all did.
Rachel: Oh! I have your key. Here you go. (Hands it to Monica.)
Monica:: Honey why don't you just let it go and ask her out again.
Fake Monica: Well, actually, you only got to sing 'Memo-'.
Monica, Joey, and Phoebe: (singing) I'm on top of the world, looking down on creation and the only explanation I can find, is the wonders I've found ever since...
Monica: Last night.
Monica: Are you kidding?! I get a Porsche and the barca loungers gone?! This is the best day ever! (Runs out.)
Monica: Well, the turkey's burnt. (checking pots) Potatoes are ruined, potatoes are ruined, potatoes are ruined.
Monica: Oh, just some pictures I made and hung up. I thought theyd brighten up the place. They do dont you think?
Monica: Nah... not-not special enough.
Rachel: Im fine! Im fine! Im just losing a tooth, its no big deal. I have a dentist! Yknow. Im gonna go put some ice on it. Excuse me. (She goes over to the ice and Joey and Monica follow her.) What do I do now? What do I do now?
Monica: Yeah.
Monica: (Shouts to the guy) Woo-woo!
Monica: What are you doing here?
Monica: Hi.
Monica: ...What did I ask?
Monica: How would I know? I-I wasn't here.
Monica: Okay, I got it. Phoebe? All right, you pull. I'm gonna spread the legs as wide as I can. (Joey starts giggling.) Joey? Now is not the time!
(Brenda pulls a chair to the counter and uses it to get up on the counter in order to clean the top of the cabinets. Monica sneaks over, bends over, and tries to see the stain. That doesnt work so she sticks her head between Brendas legs. Suddenly Brenda changes her stance and traps Monicas head between her legs.)
Monica: Hey.
Rachel: (To Monica) Monica, will-will you marry me?
Monica: No, you?
Monica: Hello.
Rachel: Monica look! Look-look-look! Here is that table that I ordered. (Shows her the picture.)
Monica: You just asked me.
[Scene: New York City Department of Correction, Monica is visiting Fake Monica.]
[Scene: Monica and Rachel's Balcony, Rachel is having drinks with her date, Carl.]
Monica: You look good!
Monica: Oh, sorry.
Monica: Oh! You're awake!
Monica: Oh, my pleasure.
Monica: "See you around?"
Monica: Yeah that, plus his mom used to put sour cream on everything!
Monica: I read to you.
Monica: (shocked) I hope by maid you mean mistress, because if some other woman was here cleaning then
Monica: I can't believe they called, and we're actually getting a baby. (she kisses Chandler)
Monica: Look, you and I went to different high schools...