words in movies
Joey: (reading the card) Whoa! This guy is like the biggest commercial casting director in town! (Ross gasps) Ben takes one lousy walk in the park and gets an audition!! (Ross and Carol stare at him, then Joey realizes what he just said.) I mean, way to go Ben! (Gives Ben the thumbs up, which Ben returns.) Man! I've been in that park a million times and no one offered me an audition.
Rachel: Oh no, my dad's a doctor and he would always tell me just horror stories (stops and tries to change directions) about ghosts and goblins who totally supported the princess's right to smoke.
Rachel: Oh, I thought you guys meant marijuana cigarettes, y'know? Y'know what I mean, like dubbies? And I actually, I thought to myself, "Wow, those guys are crazy!" But no, I actually smoke the regular ones all, all the time.
Ross: No, we-we're gonna be like best friends, that's why it's gonna be weird.
Chandler: (shocked) Well I mean, let me get the door first. (Goes and opens the door.) Oh, hi! No one. (Exits.)
Monica: No, I'm-I'm serious!
Rachel: No well, no it's not that bad, y'know? I mean yeah, my tongue feels a little fuzzy and these fingers sort of smell, I actually feel like I can throw up.
Kim: So, we're decided, no on plaid, yes on pink?
Joey: Oh yeah, no problem.
Joey: (goes over to Ben) Hi Ben! So you wanna be an actor huh? I gotta tell ya, it's no picnic. There's tons of rejection. No stability. One day you're Dr. Drake Remoray, the next day you're eating ketchup right out of the bottle.
Joey: Well this is noodle soup and uh, I've been working with tomato. But that's okay, no problem. No problem. Hmm, noodle soup.
Joey: No! No! I-I can do it one more time! See? Look! (Eats another spoonful) Hmm, noodle soup. Damnit! (Storms out.)
Kim: No. No! You're doing great! Dont you give up! That's why we didn't tell you and we're not gonna drag you down with us.
Ross: No really, I-I am! I feel bad!
Ross: No!
Joey: No, it's just ah, I care so damn much about little Ben that uh, it was more important to see him succeed.
Ross: No.
Ross: No, no, thats funny. But maybe its time to move on, let it go, yknow? Stop it! Besides, Rachel is going out with Elizabeths father, so ah, hes much older than she is. Looks like Im not the only one interested in fossils, huh?
Doug: Good God Bing I well I cant say Im altogether surprised, I saw the way she looked at you, and there was no love there. And the way she looked at me, pure lust.
Joey: How can you say that?! The Mets have no closer!
Phoebe: Speaking of Christmas, umm since Monica and I are starting a new business and have like no money, umm, this year maybe we could do secret Santa, and then we each only buy one gift. And-and theres the added mystery of who gets who.
Rachel: No!
Rachel: Phoebe, no! This is, this is insane.
ROSS: It's alright, it's no big deal.
Elizabeth Hornswoggle: No.
Gary: Yeah, I'm gonna say no.
Phoebe: No! I am a positive person. You are like Santa Clause on Prozac, at Disneyland, getting laid!
All: No. No, you're not a loser.
Phoebe: Oh! No, I-I think I just had a contraction.
Monica: No, you're the best.
Chandler: No, you're the best.
Chandler: No, you're the best.
Joey: (entering) Rachels having her baby!! (Phoebe turns and looks at him.) Which is of no interest to me, Im a neurologist.
Rachel: Ehhh, no, I wanna do Phoebe's thing.
Ross: No no, about a month ago she gave her number to some guy in a bar.
Phoebe: No!! wait, wait, wait!! Oh please, hold it up so I can listen. (Joey looks at Ross and holds the phone above Rosss shoulder.)
Chandler: All right! Fine! But its just a lunch date, no more than an hour! And from now on I get my own dates, I dont want you setting me up with anybody ever again!
Monica: No Chandler no! No unscheduled stops. You can go when we stop for gas.
Ross: I just grabbed a spoon. (Ross exits and Monica has no idea what that means.)
Phoebe: No, I got in trouble for that before. Ill see you later.
Kathy: No, but thats bad!
Phoebe: Ooh, I love that place! (Thinks about it.) So, no.
Mr. Geller: Theres no way in hell, Im paying for it.
Ross: Wha? No no! Ah! (Ross scarfs all of his trifle down in about a second. He looks like hes going to throw up.) (Lying) All gone! So good! Maybe Chandler has some left.
Ross: Come on you guys, it's no big deal! (He turns around and shows him his thing.)
Chandler: No way! If anything youve gotta let me win! My wife thinks Im a wimp!
Joey: (smiling) No, smile! Not that face, smile! Everybody smile! (They all smile.)
Monica: No you didn't.
Rachel: (on the phone) No, no, no, Im looking at a purchase order right here and it clearly states that we ordered the Rivera bikini in a variety of sizes and colours. And.... (listens) What does it matter, what Im wearing?! Can I please speak to your supervisor? (listens) Thank you. (to Sophie) Were holding.
Monica: No way!
Phoebe: No.
Chandler: The guy was hammered, okay? Theres no way, you look like Rosss mother.
Phoebe: Oh no!
Phoebe: Oh, then no.
Joey: No! No, you smell like a meadow. (Pause.) I'm sorry. (Runs to the bathroom.)
Rachel: No honey, it's okay! Listen, I'll got to Ross's and get the blender, you get all the margarita stuff ready.
Chandler: Are there no conscious men in the city for you two?
Frank: (hiding under a pile of clothes) Hi. (She jumps up screaming.) Wait, no! Just put the mail down. Its-its me!
Rachel: Wait! No, that's ridiculous. Come on, he lives three blocks away!
Ross: Yeah, no problem. (Tries to turn it off.)
Ross: Yeah, no one talks like that!
Rachel: No, wait. Wait.
Gary: No, Joey!
Ross: Wait a minute! No! Im the nice one! Im the one who danced with the kids all night! How How small are your feet?! (They all look down.)
Rachel: Uhh, no, no, it bothered me when he slept with other women.
Rachel: Ohh, honey no problem. Okay. (Gets up.)
Chandler: No, she's still upset because I saw her boobies.
Joey and Ross: No.
Phoebe: Oh no, none of them are the father. The father is my brother.
Cookie: No kiddin, thats the exact same drink I made myself right after I shot my husband.
Monica: Okay! (They kiss again and his beeper goes off.) Ohhh no!
Phoebe: No. No, I wont. But I should tell you this, this exact same thing happened to my roommate Denise. She moved in with a guy who was secretly married to her and he said he didnt love her, but he really did, and it just blew up! And thats how she ended up living with me! (Ross looks at her.) (Pause) Okay, thats a lie.
Monica: No, but she likes me. You abandoned her on a plane to Greece.
Phoebe: Please, right now, no, every time I see him its like Is it on the lose? Is it watching me?
Don: No. But God, a house made of cheese, wouldnt that be incredible?!
Joey: No dude, Ross tore up the tickets!
RACHEL: No.� No, because I know exactly how the conversation's gonna go.� "Hey Ross, you know, I think we had a moment before."
Ross: What? No! No! I am not gonna hide it from PhoebeOoh, although I did get some great Pottery Barn sheets! (Gets them.)
Phoebe: No, just a barrel.
Phoebe: No, nothing.
Ross: No, Ive looked everywhere!
Ross: No! No! LookHey, enough is enough! Look, I am sorry that you feel guilty or whatever about spending time with your new mom, but this is not your old mom. This is a cat! Okay, Julio the cat! Not mom! Cat!
Woman No. 2: Wow! What an unusual cat!
Woman No. 2: What?!
Woman No. 2: Okay, yeah, I just wanted a cat. (Starts to leave.)
Monica: No! Ace is low! Ace, two, three, four!
(He goes to pull up his pants, but can't seem to get them past his knees. He frantically tries to pull them up to no avail. Panic sets in.)
Ross: No! No! I didnt do that. Its just Okay, honestly no. I dont, I dont see a big future with her.
Chandler: Uh, no Pheebs. What's it look like?
Rachel: Yeah no, I mean it was at a flea market, so it was yknow, it was like a dollar.
Phoebe: For your information, this happens to be a pain like no man will ever experience.
Chandler: Yeah, its two guys in a ring, and the rules are: Theyre are no rules.
Phoebe: No thinking! No thinking! Tie or ascot?
Phoebe: No, I don't think this was your shot. I mean, I don't even think you just get one shot. I really believe big things are gonna happen for you, I do! You've gotta just keep thinking about the day that some kid is gonna run up to his friends and go 'I got the part! I got the part! I'm gonna be Joey Tribbiani's ass!'.
(Joey nods to Chandler, no way!)
Phoebe: No! No!! Its me! Its me! I-I didnt want to make any noise!
Monica: No, of course not. It's not even an issue. Cause I told him I was 22.
Chandler: No!
Chandler: No!
Joey: Dude you said, "No!"
Phoebe: No.
Phoebe: No that made me feel precious.
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.