words in movies
Rachel: No! Nothing!
Joey: Oh my God, you guys have no idea.
Rachel: No! Help me!
Monica: No, Chandlers still in Phase One, and Joeys that thing you smell.
Ross: No.
Rachel: No! Wait! Wait-wait! Ross, please!
Rachel: Oh well, no I
Phoebe: Oh no wait, oh no, the elastic on my underwear busted.
Rachel: Heywhoa, slow down. (Gets a whiff of him) No, keep moving. (Joey runs off.) Wow!
Rachel: The whole night was horrible, it was pouring down rain, and when I got there, there was no Rachel Green on the list, but there was a Rachel Greep.
Rachel: No, there is no Rachel Greep, but then this other girl overheard us and she was all, "Im Rachel Greep! Im Rachel Greep!" and he let her right in.
Rachel: No, she was already in, but then this big bitch behind me tried to steal my umbrella, so I clocked her. Ohhh! I cant believe this, all I wanted was a few hours outside of work to see Joshua, so he can go ahead and start falling in love with me.
Chandler: (laughs) No you cant.
The A.D: Theres no way he smells, hes the only one around here with a shower in his dressing room.
Chandler: No thanks, Mom!
Phoebe: Oh, no umm, hi, that-that, you have to put that out, cause Im pregnant.
The Cigarette Smoking Guy: (No, not the Cigarette Smoking Man from The X-Files.) Well, maybe you and your baby should go to another strip club.
Chandler: No! That was a test! In a couple of hours Im gonna get really drunk and wanna call Kathy and you guys are gonna have to stop me! And then after that, Im gonna get so drunk, Im gonna wanna call Janice
Joey: No-no-no, no, no, wait. You see, Im an actor, Joey Tribbiani, Im doing a scene with you today, and well, I stink.
Charlton Heston: I dont know one actor worth his salt that didnt say at one time or another, "God, I stink!" Hell, I just did a scene out there, first take, I stunk the place up. But, the important thing you must remember, no matter how badly you think you might stink, you must never, ever bust into my dressing room and use my shower! Do you understand me?!
Rachel: No, I dont.
Phoebe: Oh no! Wait! Wait! Okay, yknow what, you were right, you were right. We really werent great at being guys, but you know why? Because were girls.
Phoebe: No, listening! Sit! Yknow, maybe it would just really, really help if you would just talk.
Ross: Emily is incredible. I mean there-there are no words to describe it, I mean the whole weekend was like a dream. (Sees Rachel coming back from the bathroom.) Oh! And you! Rach!
Rachel: Oh, no problem. Im so glad I could help. Happy for you. (She playfully punches him.)
Rachel: No, happy for you! (Hits him harder.)
Monica: Oh no, we cant walk!
Dina: No!
Dina: No I wont!
Trudie Styler: Oh no, I know that wouldnt work. My husbands in concert.
Joey: No, Im performing the ceremony. Im not wearing a tux.
Dina: No Joey! I knew you wouldnt be supportive!
Ross: No! No! No! No! No! I-I-I-II need to, I need to lie down.
Phoebe: You apologize to the tree right now or I am calling for backup. (The woman calls her bluff.) (Screaming at no one in particular) Backup! Backup!!
Rachel: No! Seriously! Whats wrong with you?!
Ross: No, wait ! You guys, no, no, you can't leave! Rachel already feels bad that the cake's messed up. How do you think she's gonna feel when she comes back here and all you guys are gone?
Monica: No, I want everything that you just said. I want a marriage.
Phoebe: Yeah, I really do! Yes, but, after I dumped on the way he was gonna propose to me, I don’t think he’s ever gonna ask again! I mean, I said no in Barbados and now this!
Phoebe: Thats it?! You call that a fight? Come on! "We were on a break!" "No we werent!" What happened to you two?!
Rachel: No dont! Go back to repeating!
Chandler: No.
Monica: No. No. Not it. Not it. Not it. (Checks another rack and another woman tries to reach around her.) (To the woman) Dont crowd me! (Finds it) This is it! This is the dress! Oh my God, its perfect! (She takes it off of the rack and someone has a hold of it on the other side of the rack and tugs on it.) Im sorry, this ones taken! (The other woman tugs harder pulling Monica through the rack.) Whoa!
Chandler: No, we'll-we'll bring it back! Just put it under your dress.
Phoebe: No Im having fun. Im reallyAnd Im really-really excited for you and Ursula.
Ross: No. Rachel hooked me up with a tux! But not just any tux, Batmans tux!
Rachel: No. Im very comfortable.
Ross: (entering) Okay, okay, okay, I've got two cabs and no people. Go! Go! Go!
Monica: No, only because that's the graduation song.
Phoebe: No, we hate that.
Chandler: Oh uh well tomorrows no good for her either.
(Ross groans no.)
Rachel: Phoebe no!
Ross: No. That guy is.
Rachel: No!
Mrs. Geller: (rubbing her temples) Thats alot of information to get in in thirty seconds! Alright Joey, if wanna leave, just leave. Rachel, no you werent supposed to put beef in the trifle. It did not taste good. Phoebe, Im sorry, but I think Jacques Cousteau is dead. (Phoebe makes a sad face.) Monica, why you felt you had to hide the fact that you were in an important relationship is beyond me.
Ross: No Rach! Come on! No-no! Yeah, Im sure we wont get arrested for this.
Rachel: No, of course, of course Ive heard of them! Ross, what did you get?
Joey: Just casually slip it in, yknow lay the groundwork. Tell her uh, Im a lonerNo! An outlaw! Tell her she doesnt want to get mixed up with the likes of me.
Rachel: No one! They are my friends, I wouldnt punch any of them.
Rachel: No, I dont want to tell you.
Chandler: Ok, Janice. Janice. Hey, Janice. Look, there's no way for me to tell you this. At least there's no new way for me to tell you this. I just don't things are gonna work out.
Phoebe: No, okay, youre right. Youre easy-going. Youre just not as easy-going as Rachel. Shes just more flexible and-and mellow. Thats all.
Chandler: No, I mean it, this feels really good. Is it a hundred percent cotton?
ERICA: No, no no no, you don't have to tell me anything. You don't have to explain yourself to me. Ooh, who am I to question the great Dr. Drake Remore?
Joey: What? No, no, no! No, no... no... no, no... No, too much is changing, okay? First, Phoebe getting married (to Phoebe) Congratulations! (pointing to Monica and Chandler)... and then these two move into a stupid house in the stupid suburbs...
Phoebe: Oh hi BenNo!! Dont look at the machine! (Covers the screen.)
Monica: No! Really! Any time Ross makes a toast everyone cries, and hugs him, and pats him on the back and they all come up to me and say, "God, your brother." Know what theyll say this year? "God, you"
Chandler: Oh no-no, no you dont, just come back.
Phoebe: (stops at a door) Oh no, the Mendels, they hate all living things, right?
Rachel: No, I will. Im just not up for it tonight.
Ross: Youre just saying that 'cause I said no to your name!
Janice: (to butcher) No, thank you. (Chandler makes a sound and she notices him) Chandler!
Ross: Uh, no. No, were not.
Ross: No, no, we want to wait, right?
Ross: No, no, no, no! Dont tell me! I dont want to know!
Ross: No, I-I got really hot in my leather pants so I took them off but they must have shrunk from the-the sweat or-or-or my legs expanded from the heat. Look, I-I can't put them back on. I can't!
Monica: No!
JOEY: No no, seriously, Chandler and I were just talkin about this. He is so much cooler than our dads. [Chandler starts kicking him below the table] I mean, you know, our dad's are ok, ya know, but Richard is just- ow, ow. What are you kickin me for? Huh? I'm tryin to talk here.
Joey: I wish. No. After dinner, me, her, and Pepper all fell asleep in front of the fire. Well I woke up in the middle of the night and I saw that the fire was dying out. So, I picked up a log and threw it on. Or, at least what I thought was a log.
Ross: No.
Ross: No.
Phoebe: Whoa-whoa-whoa! No drinks near the bucket! Set it down over there and then you can make a contribution! (The guy starts to walk away with a hurt look on his face.) And you can leave the hurt bunny look over there too! (Her boss and a co-worker walk up.) Hi Bob! (The same old lady from before walks bye.) (To the old lady.) I thought I told you to get outta here!
Rachel: No, I was waiting for you!
Ross: Okay, okay, so we're in the car. Right? And bang! A shot was fired. And Joey with no regard for his own safety throws himself on me!
Ross: No, I mean its okay, I mean, theyre-theyre my friends. In fact, I-I-I was married to one of them.
Monica: Oh, okay. No problem.
Monica: (laughs) No. (Closes the door as Chandler walks up.)
Monica: No, it doesnt say where it came from. Where would we return it?
Phoebe: Ooh, oh no! I have to go! I have a massage appointment.
Monica: No. Ooohh
Rachel: Okay, no uterus, no opinion.
Ross: No IMona!
Ross: No really, you tell me whats up.
Monica: Oh no! You werent supposed to see this!
Joey: No, Rach, I shouldve told you sooner. Its just that Man! That kid is going to town! (Joey makes his awkward exit.)
Joey: Not good, no. I didnt get the part, and I lost my job here, so
Joey: No, Im not sleeping with your friend Jane again.
Rachel: Oh.. yeah? Well unless you pushed a desk out of your vagina, <shakes head no> not the same thing.
ROSS: No, no, I don't wanna put it off, I just, God I just, I spent last year being so unbelievably miserable, ya know, and now, now I'm actually happy. You know, I mean, really happy. I just, I just don't wanna, I don't wanna mess it up, ya know.
Mona: Oh no.
Monica: Oh! Oh, my God! No wonder my mother hates me!
Joey: No.
Ross: I have no idea!
Joey: No, no, no, see that's why you have to do this job, agents always lie. You know, Estelle just says stuff like 'They went another way', but this, I can use this. (in a very bad Italian accent) I canna work on a new accent.
Chandler: No, the babys out! Look, look!
Joey: No!
Joey: No. I dont think so.
Phoebe: Me taking care of you is no problem, huh? You guys feel safe. Right? Okay, Im gonna take that spit bubble as, "Yeah, I do!" Okay, after I get rid of this dirty diaper Leslie, Ill set you up with a clean one. (She throws it at the garbage without looking, misses, and knocks over a vase and flowers, which fall to the floor and break.) Okay, Im sorry. I didnt mean to scare you. I just have to clean that up. Okay? Cause lets face it, were at Monicas. (She crawls over, disposes of the diaper, picks up the flowers, and the vase.) I broke it. All right. Well, thats just the way that goes. (She throws out both the flowers and the vase.) Okay, good. (She turns around and only counts two babies.) Why are there only two of you? Where is Leslie? Well, you cant answer. (She starts looking for her) Leslie? Where are you Leslie? Leslie, now would be a good time for your first words! (She turns around and finds that Leslie has managed to crawl into the bottom drawer of the TV cabinet.) Well, look at you! Hey! You are a little bit mischievous! My gosh! (She picks her up and notices a surprise is waiting in the drawer.) Oh, youre a lot mischievous! Well, itll dry. (Closes the drawer with her foot.) (To Leslie) Okay, you sit with your brother and sister nowwho arent there! (They both have disappeared as well.)
Monica: No!
Ross: No.
Ross: Umm, no.
Joey: (sarcastic) Oh no this is devastating! My faith is shaken. Im so glad I have the new chair to get my through this difficult time in my life.
Rachel: No. Not-not for me, but why dont you take off your sweater?
Waiter No. 2: Whats the matter with them?
Waiter No. 2: Is this your table?
Chandler: What?! No! No!
Rachel: No, forget it! No way! I am not sending anymore Ralph Lauren clothes to prison. It is a waste.
Monica: No, I-I havent seen your pink shirt.
Monica: No! Wait! I think I can figure out the recipe from this cookie! I do stuff like this at work all the time.
Joey: No, no, no I need a good lie to explain why I wasn't at a work thing today.
Monica: Damnit! Yknow this whole time we were concentrating on watching the babies and, and no one was watching Chandler! (He does it again.)
Joey: And-and theres no danger to her and the baby?
Chandler: Okay, but if you can't no dinner!
Ross: (laughs) No. (Takes the shirt back.)
Chandler: Well, no, although I did have an imaginary friend, who... my parents actually preferred.
Grandma Tribbiani: No, it's Sam Waterston! Crimes and Misdemeanors, Capricorn One.