words in movies
Rachel: Country club newsletter. My mother sends me the engagement notices for 'inspiration.' Oh my God! Oh my God, it's Barry and Mindy!
Rachel: Mindy, my maid of. Oh!
Ross: Well, I think it's perfect. Y'know, it's just gonna be the two of us, she spent all day taking care of my monkey...
Chandler: I can't remember the last time I got a girl to take care of my monkey.
Monica: Wait. He pooped in my shoe? Which one?
Monica: He- he pooped in my shoe.
Rachel: Oh, my, God, c'mon, you guys! He's gonna be home any minute! He's gonna kill me!
Monica: Okay, you stay here, and just wait by the phone. Spray Lysol in my shoe, and wait for Ross to kill you.
Ross: No, y'know what, I guess it's partially my fault. Y'know, I shouldn't've, uh, asked you to start off with a monkey. I should've started you off with like a pen or a pencil.
Ross: My uncle Marcel.
Phoebe: Oh my God. You'd put that poor little creature in jail?
Luisa: Oh my God, you are! And you're Rachel Green!
Rachel: Luisa? Oh my God! Monica! It's Luisa!
Phoebe: Something just brushed up against my right leg!
Phoebe: Oh, it's okay, it was just my left leg.
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?!
Phoebe: Oh, this is so intense. One side of my butt is totally asleep, and the other side has no idea.
Ross: Gimme back my monkey.
Mr. Heckles: That's my monkey. That's Patti, Patti the monkey.
Ross: Okay, gimme my monkey back.
Mr. Heckles: That's my monkey.
Mr. Heckles: That's not my monkey. Just the dress is mine, you can send that back whenever.
Ross: Alright, I want my monkey.
Rachel: Alright. In high school I was the prom queen and I was the homecoming queen and the class president and you... were also there! But if you take this monkey, I will lose one of the most important people in my life. You can hate me if you want, but please do not punish him. C'mon, Luisa, you have a chance to be the bigger person here! Take it!
Rachel: Alright. Well then how about I call your supervisor, and I tell her that you shot my friend in the ass with a dart?
Rachel: Oh, Ross, c'mon. It's my fault, I almost lost your...
Monica: Well, high school was not my favourite time.
Phoebe: Oh. Oooh! Ooh! Ooh! (She stands up and starts to dance around) Ooh! My butt cheek is waking up! Oooh! Ooh!
Joey: Oh my, would you look at that! (holds up crossed fingers)
Rachel: Oh my God.
Rachel: Oh my God! How?!
Joey: I'm outta here. Here's my credit card. Dinner's on me. I'm sorry, Chandler.
RACH: No, actually first they started on my waist. And then, they slid up, and then, they were in my hair.
Rachel: Well of course we will help you decide! We will do anything we can to help you! Now, I would like to make a toast, to the future Mrs. Chandler Bing (A woman at the table behind them overhears Chandlers name and starts listening closer), my best friend, and truly one of the nicest people that
Rachel: (to Monica and Phoebe) Oh my God, you guys, what am I doing? What am I doing? This is so un-me!
Joanna: Im in my bosss car!
CHANDLER: [reads] To my best bud. [puts it back in the case] Thanks best bud.
Chandler: Hi.... um... okay, next word... would be... Chandler! Chandler is my name, and, uh...(He clears his throat noisily)...hi.
Mrs. Potter: Mr. Simons been waiting for(sees Phoebe and Rick) Oh my God!
Sarah: (tasting hers) Oh my God! (Looks at the waiter and then to Joey)
Monica: Well you know it's just like living with a girl. Only they don't steal your makeup. Unless they're playing "This is what my sister would look like" (Looks at Chandler)
Phoebe: Um, perhaps. Yes! Yes, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I was just afraid that you were still hung up on my sister.
Chandler: Great, because my shoes are giving me a little problem on the dance floor, can I borrow the boots from your costume?
MNCA: But I'm gonna be there... for the rest of my life. I mean, I can't break up with him. I'm the one who made him quit drinking. He's dull because of me.
JOEY: Morning. I just uh, came by to pick up my mail. [looks for the mail on the table by the door, it's not there] Where's the mail?
Ginger: Your thinking about my leg arent you?
All: Oh my God!!
MONICA: Good, they feel good, in my head.
Ross: My God!
Rachel: Honey see, it doesnt mean that I dont love you. Because I do. I love you, I love you so much. But my work its-its for me y'know, Im out there, on my own, and Im doing it and its scary but I love it, because its mine. I, but, I mean is that okay?
Rachel: Oh! I see. And I've sort of been maintaining my amateur status so that I can waitress in the Olympics.
Chandler: Youll have to pardon my roommate, he wanted to marry this.
Phoebe: Are you asking me out? Cause it would be kinda weird since you just broke up with my sister.
Phoebe Sr: No, I was working on my pottery.
MR. GELLER: C'mon Rich, it's my birthday, let me live vicariously.
Joey: Theres a lost and found? (Gunther sets the box up on the table.) My shoe! (Grabs it out of the box.)
Phoebe: Oh my God! No! Shoo! Kitty! No! No-no-no! Shoo! Come on, you! (goes over and picks up the cat) Come on. Crazy. (looks into the cats eyes) Oh my God.
Mike: (looks at her astonished) Alright, then I'm gonna change my name.
Chandler: Hey! Well, Ive been preparing for that my entire life! Or something about you thats mean!
Joey: Oh umm, my big scene is coming up. Big scene coming up.
Cheryl: Wait! No! No! It's my hamster! It's Mitzi!
Joey: It's not my first time.
Phoebe: Well the doctor says it takes a couple days, but my bodys always been a little faster than Western medicine.
Rachel: Yes, you didOh my God you didnt! (Screams) Well then why didnt you tell me that before?!
Monica: Oh my God, are you out of a job?
Leslie: I played Smelly Cat for the people at my old ad agency, they went nuts.
Joey: (in obvious pain) Hey! So Estelle lined up a bunch of auditions for me tomorrow and Ill have my health insurance back in no time.
Ross: Its just, my part seemed to be over pretty quickly and then, and then there was a lot of waiting around.
Chandler: Ok, you know how most kids get their allowance from mowing the lawn or taking out the garbage, well I earned mineby plucking the eyebrows of my father and his �business� partners.
Monica: Well, my breasts are going to get bigger weather you like it or not! And you know what? It's not just my breasts. My ass is going to get bigger too.
MONICA: Tonight you're supposed to waitress for me, my catering thing, any of those words trigger anything for you?
Monica: Wow. My brother never even told me when he lost his virginity.
Phoebe: (goes and gets some cookies) Well, so, umm, anyway umm, Ive been, Ive been looking for my Father, and umm, have you heard from him, or seen him?
Chandler: Oh my God!!
Ross: Hey. So I uh, I didn't get that apartment. Some problem with my application.
Joey: And thatll get rid of my wisdom?
Monica: Well now, I get to spend my shower with the only people I really love! I mean, I get all those presents (Motions to the pile in the corner) without having to talk to people I dont even like!
Ross: Oh my God!
CHANDLER: Well, uh, why don't you ask him yourself. Joey, this is my new roommate Eddie.
Joey groans and gets off the phone: The producer from Days left a message on my machine asking why I wasn't at the parade. They said everybody's pissed off at me.. <whiny voice> And they all got to meet Santa!
Phoebe: Look everybody, look at my new dollhouse!!
Ross: Oh my God! You actually exchanged it!
MRS. GREENE: He always ridiculed my pottery classs...
Rachel: I dont have any issues with my Father.
Ross: No! I balanced my checkbook.
MR. HECKLES: You're stomping. It's disturbing my birds.
Mrs. Lynch: Oh my goodness! You havent heard!
Joey: Oh my God, you guys have no idea.
Joshua: Well, I need a whole new wardrobe. My wife, well my ex-wife
PHOEBE: No it isn't, this is my dad, alright, I'll show you.
Monica: Oh my God!
Phoebe: What? Oh my God!
Rachel: Oh my God! Im standing at a cash register, holding a credit card, and Im bored.
Phoebe: Uhm... You know, once we're in the air and the captain turns off the seatbelt sign... you feel free to roam about my cabin...
Monica: Oh my God! What were you doing in a library?
Ross: I found a note on my door, "Come to Monicas quick, bring champagne and a Three Musketeers bar."
Ross: You've got to help me my monkey swallowed a 'K'!
Phoebe: No, no-no, she was a human lady. This is the spirit of my Mom Lily, the one who killed herself.
Joshua: My marriage like just ended, and Im really not ready to get into anything yet.
Ross: Oh my God. It's like Sophie's Choice.
Monica: Oh God bless my dad sound proofing the basement!
Rachel: So, if I wanna have my kid when Im 35, I dont have to get pregnant until Im 34. Which gives Prada four years to start making maternity clothes! Oh wait, but I do want to be married for a year before I get pregnant
Monica: Oh my God! You still have the Chipper!
Chandler: Okay! (They hug.) I was gonna wait til uh, it was official yknow? But I got so excited I just had to tell you guys because youre my best friends.
Phoebe: Oh, great! We couldnt keep our eyes off each other all night and then every once and a while yknow, hed kinda lean over and stroke my hair and touch my neck. (Does that to Monica.)
Rachel: Let's just say my Curious George doll is no longer curious.
RACHEL: Yeah, when I was in the bathroom I saw the window that I crawled out of at my wedding, and God, I just started thinking that I shouldn't be here, you know I shouldn't, people are going to be looking at me and judging me and, and thinking about the last time.
Emily: Oh my God. I think youre right.
Phoebe: Well, this is none of my business. (starts to walk away)
Ross: You know what? I'm gonna finish this later, ok? Let me just grab my coat.
Phoebe: Yes, I do! Today is Mike and my one-year anniversary.
Chandler: Okay, give me a chance to win my money back. Okay? Sudden death, one goal, $1,000.
Chandler: Okay, she is the star of the play. And she is my girlfriend! I get to have sex with the star of the play!
Ross: But-but, Liams on my team.
Rachel: Oh my God! Look at this!
Rachel: Oh my God.
Emily: Oh my God!
Monica: Hi. About last night... I know you are under a lot of stress and even though the things you said hurt me a little bit... My point is, uh, well, I'm willing to take my job back.
Rachel: But, Pheebs, you can still use the copy machine where I actually work. But, just come by at lunch so my boss doesnt see you. Cause Kim will just freak out and she already doesnt like me very much.
Rachel: (entering from Chandlers bedroom, I guess, and sees the foosball table.) Oh my God! I cant believe you guys are actually think youre moving in here!
Monica: It will be my pleasure. (to Phoebe) My guy has diplomatic coupons. Your guy cant even say coupons. (they leave)
Rachel: Okay, my turn!!
ROSS: I'm sorry. See that's the good thing about my job. All the dinosaurs on my table are already dead.
All: Oh my God!
Phoebe: Oh my God!! The baby just kicked!
CHANDLER: Lick away my man.
Rick: Would you mind spending some time on my siadic area, its been killing me today.
Janices Voice: (singing) My funny valentine, sweet comic valentine! You make me high over my heart!