words in movies
Molly: No, you stay, I'll do it (takes Emma from Rachel).
Phoebe: No. It starts with a "v" and ends with an "x". Helpfully with a "to" in the middle.
Phoebe: (relived) Oh, whew, no, that's Bob.
Rachel: No, I just mean that, you know, first impressions don't mean anything. And I-I think you're a really good guy and I'm sorry that I misjudged you.
Mike: No, no, to test his neck strength.
Phoebe: No, Mike, I don't want to kill him! I thought we were just gonna capture him and, and you know, set him free in the country side where he can maybe meet a friendly possom and a wisecracking owl.
Ross: Wh - No. Some woman who sounded a lot like Joey called earlier and asked for her daughter, the "hot nanny".
Gavin: Hey Mom! No, that's just my secretary. (Rachel is upset)
Rachel: Oh no no no no no, Gavin can't, he already has plans, most likely with his mother.
Monica: Wouldn't kick her out of bed. No more Vodka for me! (put her glass down)
Phoebe: No! Seven rats! I think we should take them home, we need feed them.
Molly: No, where did you study acting?
Joey: No ... the leather sticks to my ass. You know, this isn't fair. What makes you think that I'm just gonna sleep with her and then blow her off? Huh? Can't you guys open your minds to the possibility that I actally like her, and might want something real? (pause) Look, the truth is, I haven't felt this way about anyone since Rachel, ok? I didn't think I could ever love again.
Ross: Ok ... (they leave the room, long pause) Well, uh, Joey, I guess we have no problem.
Mike: Yeah - not such a problem with rats. No, they're more of a "love the one you're with" kind of animals.
Phoebe: No. (opens the box) wh - get off your sister! Oh my god, what are we gonna do? We have 7 rats. So what if each of them has 7 rats? And then each of those have 7 rats? That's like ... (starts counting with her fingers) That's math I can't even do! What are we gonna do?
Mike: No, I think you're sweet.
Monica: No way! You had your party, now I have mine! Is everything alright?
Monica: Oh, we weren't talking about you. No, no way to recover.
Rachel: No.
Phoebe: (likes the jacket) No, but I like it. I think I left one of my rat babies.
Rachel: No. No, not at all, not at all. I actually was gonna bring someone myself, so
Rachel: Okay, they are. (No they're not.)
Monica: No drops!
Phoebe: Oh no wait, I'm sorry, that's 'pretty dumb.'
Chandler: No, honey youre not sick! Look, I dont love you because youre organized, I love you in spite of that.
Ross: Ok, well, uh, I can maybe grab a sleeping bag, or...(There's one of those moments. They're staring at each other, no word uttered, and then she leans toward him in order to kiss him, but he ducks and avoids her more than once.) Oh, oh. (he then hugs her and when she tries to kiss him again, he stands up and she falls down on the bed). No, Rach! I'm sorry, I just don't think this, this, this is a good idea.
Joey: No!
Stanley: No.
Ross: Really? No. I mean, nah, I havent played in so long, and-and, well its-its really personal stuff, yknow?
Monica: No.
Joey: No! No, Im the minister! All right, look-look, put em both on the phone, Ill marry them right now.
Mrs. Waltham: No, Im bored with you now. Im going to cut you off. (She hangs up.)
Phoebe: No, don't-don't say I'm sorry with porn!
Phoebe: No, as soon as something opens up we'll move right in. Unless it doesn't have a pool, I need a pool. (Turns away from him.)
Phoebe: Excuse me. Excuse me! (Mrs. Bukart stops singing) Thanks. Um, clearly this is a very, very hard time for you. Um, but, um, we provided a service, and we deserve to be paid because you ate that service, and, um, we are not leaving here until we're paid every penny. 'Cause you know what, lady? We're part time caterers, and we have no place else to go.
Phoebe: (thinking to herself) Okay, baseball. Rick, playing baseball. Okay, slides into second, maybe even his pants come down a little Oh nowait no, no! No! Okay, all right, sandwiches, sandwiches. Umm, okay, on a plate, maybe Ricks pants come down a little. No! No! Okay, Chandler! Okay Chandler, ooh, thats working.
Rachel: Noo!! No! You thought, you actually thought I wanted to have sex with you?!
Phoebe: (coming over after returning the musket) Wait a minute, no, this is, this is the reason you brought me. Okay? I know how to haggle. So let me handle this from here on out.
Lydia: Hey, Knick fan, am I interested in your views on fatherhood? Uh, no.
Chandler: No! Her boyfriend Richard!
Monica: No it is not!
Rachel: No, there's a party. There's a party. But the power, that is still up for grabs. You follow me?
Rachel: No! So I can be by myself. Y'know? Have a little alone time.
Monica: No! Thats where we keep the canned goods! Have you completely forgotten everything you learned at orientation?
Ross: No, its really not that bad. I mean, I-I for one, feel perfectly safe.
Phoebe: Ugh! No! This is so hard! I went through this whole book (Holds up a book) and found nothing! I want a name thats really like, yknow strong and confident, yknow? Like-like Exxon.
Ross: Hey, Joey. Are men ever nice to strange women for no reason?
Chandler: No!
Janice: No, I-I-I gotta go. (she starts to walk away, but Chandler doesnt let her go.)
Rachel: Oh, no, meh-nah-nah-nah, come on youre gonna ruin it!
Phoebe: No, I just heard when people live together, they split the cost of stamps. Don't they?
Ross: No, I cant. I would, I really would, but my son is here; I cant leave him. Isntyou dont think theres any way?
Rachel: No! Phoebe just because I'm alone doesnt mean I wanna walk around naked. I mean, you live alone, you don't walk around naked.
Ross: Yeah, pants, what, what an idea. Or better yet, um, how 'bout you go without any pants. Look, I don't know what you're trying to do to me, but just get your butt in there and pick out any shoes that fit your feet, okay. No, no I don't care if they match. I don't care if they make your ankles or your knees or your earlobes look fat. Okay.
Janice: No-no-no, no. I'm going to talk. I believe that the sun has set on our day in the sun.
Rachel: No!
DOCTOR: No, it's just a good bone bruise. And, right here is the puncture wound from your ring.
Monica: No, the one who looked at you once because you got in her way.
Phoebe: No, we were talking about tennis. Tennis is more believable.
Phoebe: No, you're not gonna pay him, he didn't do anything!
Ross: This is fun. Hey Rach, remember that whole "We were on a break thing?" Well, I'm sorry, will you marry me? (Laughs--whines as he sees that no one is laughing. They're just staring at him in shock.)
Chandler: No!
Ross: No, Mike, no, no. You wanna pick me, I mean... watch! (he mimics the groommens way of walking down the aisle with a bridesmaid) Huh?
Joey: Ohh, no, no. Were not going to just sit. (Joey sits down and hits the speed dial button on the phone.) Shhh. (It begins to ring.)
Hitchhiker: No!
Ross: Oh no, yeah no, that parts great!
Chandler: No!
Chandler: No! Look, I dont cry! Its not a big deal! Okay?!
Monica: Live together? There have been no signs for that.
Monica: No.
Phoebe: No thanks, Ive already seen one.
Ross: Oh, yeah, no problems. Its all taken care of.
Monica: It's no big deal, I do it all the time.
Phoebe: Its not in the apartment? (Monica gives a Come on look) Oh no. I cant believe this is happening again.
Ross: No, actually I thought about it when, when we were going out. Its how I imagined I uh, I would ask you to marry me.
Phoebe: No, why?
Joey: Absolutely! I could be a vegetarian. Theres no meat in beer, right?
Ross: No, hey, well, I-I completely understand. You were, you were stressed.
Chandler: Oh really? Then how come no one here is wearing them?
Monica: No.
Ross: No the-the sad thing is, if you had told him how you felt before you kissed her, knowing Joey, he probably just wouldve just stepped aside.
Joshua: No, theyre-theyre all true.
Rachel: Do you really not know where Im going with this? (Phoebe nods, "No.") It left! Its one huge room!
Ross: No, we-we're gonna be like best friends, that's why it's gonna be weird.
Richard: No I dont have a ring! (Pause) You go get her Chandler. (Pause) And can I give you a piece of advice? If you do get her, dont let her go. Trust me.
Will: Yeah, I hated her. She was horrible to me in high school. But hey, it was a long time ago, Im in a good place, it might be actually fun to see her again. You got any cakes or cookies or something? (Starts looking.) No Will no!
Ross: No problem.
The A.D: Theres no way he smells, hes the only one around here with a shower in his dressing room.
Monica: No.
Ross: Oh no.
Ross: No.
Phoebe Sr.: Noo! No! It wasnt like that I... Remember how I told you how Lily, Frank, and I we were, we were close. Well, we were, we were very close.
Monica: No.
Monica: No you didnt. Oh and honey just so you know, now that youre marrying me, you dont get to win anymore.
Ross: No! Why?
Phoebe: Im just saying, this woman, I mean shes fictitious. No?
Monica: (to Rachel) Hey! Joey said no autographs! But if she's gettting one, then I want one too: To Monica. And none of this "best wishes" crap. I want "love".
Phoebe: No but you shouldn't! Don't ever do that again.
Eric: Eric. (They shake hands and hes squinting. And, no, its not me.)
Joey: No, Im picking you up for our date. These are for you. (Hands her some flowers.)
Chandler: No, not us (Motions Joey and him.) Us! (Motions Monica and him.)
Rachel: No! They are mine!
Ross: No thats not what I want. Uh, Im glad you guys were bonding but I
Casting Director #2: No.
Chandler: No. No I'm just tired. Y'know, from-from the walk.
Ross: No, I can't. I have back-to-back classes. Did Molly say what she had? Because my throat's been hurting?
Monica: No! Listen, Im not gonna go through this with you again, okay. Just once I wanna beat when you cant blame it on the broken nose, the buzzer, or the fact that you thought you were getting mono. Lets just call this, tie score and its halftime.
Phoebe: No its not great. No, shes coming to tell Ross that she loves him.
Ross: No, not this time. (he folds) So... what'd you have?
Rachel: Yeah, no, I don't-I don't put things in my eye.
KEVIN: All right. It's no big deal. BILL: So, she has a boyfriend. What is your situation? RACHEL: Oh, well, it's complicated. I don't actually have a boyfriend.� But um. . . BILL: Then, can I have your number? RACHEL: (pause) I'm sorry, no. BILL: Okay. (They start to walk away.) RACHEL: Oh sure.� (She pulls a business card from her purse and writes on it.) PHOEBE: (Reading the card.) Oh my God, you're giving your real number. BILL: Okay, thanks. I'll give you a call later tonight. RACHEL: Great. BILL: Bye PHOEBE: Bye. (The guys leave.) Wow. So, that's great. You, Bill, Ross, and Emma are going to be so happy together. What were you thinking?
Phoebe: Na-uh, no, we are all responsible for our own babies.
Ross: No, but its-its-its hot!
Monica: And Ross, if it werent for Rachels rumor I mean no one in high school would even know who you were. She put you on the map!
Ross: What?! No! No! Wait! Youre right, this is stupid. Who cares what people think? I mean, I mean we like each other right? Theres nothing wrong with that. Come on. (They get up and go over to the table where his colleagues are sitting.) Burt? Lydia? Mel? This is Elizabeth.
Monica: No that is not what happened with us. Well, I was umm, I was really sad that night because this guy that I was Rosss mom.
Monica: (interrupting) No! You have lasagnas! (Storms out and an awkward silence follows.)
Rachel: Oh, no-no-no, no-no-no, it has become, it hasyeah. Oh no, those were four great dates.
Ross: Oh, yeah, no problems. Its all taken care of.
Ross: Eh, no problem.