words in movies
Ross: Yes, she is this new professor of my department that I did not kiss.
Joey: Yeah! She is cool, and she's so smart! Her mind is totally acrimonious (which, being Joey, he mispronounces "amonious"). (pause) That's not how she used it...?
Phoebe: Ok, this is not about the MONEY, ok? It's about... it's about corporate greed destroying our hearts and leaving us... the hollow shells.
Rachel: Oh, not as a friend, Phoebe!! Fine, I won't use it!
Monica: It's not ok to do it in a doctor's office but it is ok to do it in a parked car behind a Taco Bell?
Charlie: No, no, no, not the Mets, the MET, singular!
Phoebe: Ok. Do we have to talk like that then they're not around? (She sees Rachel) Oh, no, no! Listen, is there someone who can fill in for me?
Ross: But I'm not! (pause). You know what if you're in the mood for Thai food...
Chandler: I have a weird feeling about this place. (pause) How do I know that they are not gonna secretly videotape me and put it all over the internet.
Joey: (shaking his head as if to say: of course not!) No, no, my mouth says the words, my brain is thinking monster trucks!
Ross: Ok now, remember, when you get to the museum, Monet is not spelt M-O-N-A-Y. I just... I wrote that out phonetically for you.
Chandler: (To the nurse at the nurses' station) My specimen is in the room and I just want to thank whoever knocked on the door while I was in there. Really helped speed the process along! (walks towards the common area and sees Janice is still there) Janice! You're not... gone?
Janice: That's not the hard part honey! The hard part is what comes next, I mean aren't you worried about the results?
Chandler: (Slightly panicky) Yeah, but what if it's not? What if there is a reason why we can't have a baby?
Rachel: Yah! She's... uhm... not very good though... (Phoebe looks devastated)
Rachel: How could you not tell me you worked here?
Phoebe: Tips not included.
Charlie: Not so much, no. He had clearly memorized all the stuff to say, and some of it didn't even make any sense.
Charlie: Well... I'm just thinking that maybe he's not the right guy to be with right now, maybe I should be with someone... I have more in common with. You know what I mean?
Chandler: (picking up a plastic cup similar to the one he deposited his specimen in) It is not okay that I'm aroused by this now.
Chandler: Hello? Oh hi, Doctor Connelly. (pause) No, she's not here but, you know, I can tell her. Should I be sitting down for this? (his smile fades as he hears the answer) Oh. (pause) Well, so what does that mean? (pause) Ok. Ok, thank you. Thanks. (hangs up)
Monica: With good news? (very quickly and wringing hands) Of course it is not good news, you just said (deadpan) "Doctor Connelly just called". If it was good news you would have said (excitedly) "Doctor Connelly just called! " But so what is it? Is there a problem, uh? Is there a problem with me or with you?
CHANDLER: Okay, it's not a guy, all right, I know her.
Monica: Not as each other!
Joey: Yeah. I am sorry he's not here too, but I got to say, (takes some nachos from a plate on the seat where Chandler should have been) I am really enjoying Nacho Chair.
Ross: Yeah. Tell ya what, lets not invite any of the anthropologists, only the dinosaur dudes!
Chandler: Hey, that's not good. Can I get an espresso and a latte over here, please?
Monica: Relax, Ross. She's not made of ice cream!
Rachel: Oh, I know it. Youre right. Thats not sexy. Oh Oh! (Drops a fork on the floor.) Whoops! Oh, I seem to have dropped my fork. Let me just bed over and get it. (Tries too, but cant quite seem to make it.) Oh God!
Rachel: Im not gonna marry Chandler!
Phoebe: Wow! Im-Im so happy for you guys. (To Ross) This is so-so, not stupid.
Phoebe: I just-I just started walking around not knowing what to do next, yknow? I-I started asking people on the street if they wanted massages. Then these policemen, thought I was a whore too. Its been a really bad day, whore wise.
Phoebe: Well, lots of people! Look, are you coming to memorial service or not?
Monica: Relax! It's Phoebe! Not you!
Joey: It's not a cat!
Joey: It's not a cat!
Chandler: It's fine, it's fine. Look, do you wanna get this part, or not? Here.
Ross: Hey, that guy did not hypnotise me! Okay.
CHANDLER: Oh, uh, he's not here right now, uh, I'm Chandler, can I take a message, or, or a fishtank?
Rachel: I know, I know, so it is just not a big deal.
Chandler: Hah. May not wanna mention this. So, you ever wonder which is worse, you know; going through labor or getting kicked in the nuts?
Ross: Monica, whatever you do, do not drop that ball!
Joey: Oh, don't worry, it's not a cat.
Ross: No-no, I got the edge. I know it's not exactly ethical but I sent him a little bribe to
Phoebe: Uh-huh! (They hug.) I'm so happy. (She's not happy.)
Chandler: I'm not a dropper!
Joey: Whoa-whoa you guys, it's not a cat!
Kim: My late husband gave me that lighter. (Rachel laughs.) I'm not kidding.
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.
Ross: What? No! No! I am not gonna hide it from PhoebeOoh, although I did get some great Pottery Barn sheets! (Gets them.)
Chandler: Not fun anymore?
Rachel: What?! What?! My birthday's not for another month!
Joey: Oh umm, not go.
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.
Joey: Yeah, and not put us in the middle.
Joey: Come on Treeger, dont say that. You just ahh, you just need more practice. Here, come on, lets ahh, lets try it again. Come on. (they start dancing again) Plus, it was, it was probably mostly my fault, anyway. I mean, yknow, Im not really that comfortable dancing with a(Treeger throws him) We-he!! Hey!
Ross: (entering) Hey! So, uhh, Amanda just-just dropped me off. Yeah, that's one of the things I love about her, she's...uh, she's old enough to drive. (to Monica) So uhh, I guess you're not going to mom and dad's tonight?
Monica: No, of course not. It's not even an issue. Cause I told him I was 22.
Joey: Not if you're gonna be like this!
Rachel: (entering) Joey, what are you doing with the bag? You're audition is not until tomorrow.
Rachel: Oh, yknow, would you just for once, not remember every little thing!! (Storms out.)
Monica: Not even close.
Rachel: Okay, they are. (No they're not.)
Chandler: No, honey youre not sick! Look, I dont love you because youre organized, I love you in spite of that.
Phoebe: Umm, my friend, Bonnie. She just always thought Ross was really cute, and now that you two arent together, she asked if I could set it up, but if youre not cool with it...
Joey: Ah. Yeah. Well look, the thing is its the same day as my nieces christening and I really want my parents to be there in time to see me. Cause my parts just in the beginning Im not even in the rest of the showWedding!
Phoebe: Wow. So, okay, maybe that means that, youre not over Ross yet and you have issues with your father.
Joey: Probably not. Nah. I don't know how much I'm gonna wanna play after you go.
CHANDLER: Joey, a woman just stuck her tounge down my throat, I'm not even listening to you.
Chandler: Well you coulda tried, not kissing him.
Monica: Okay, you can not tell Chandler. Okay? That I ran into Richard.
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.
Phoebe: Yknow what? Im not talking to you! You go back to sleep! (To the hitchhiker) And you, are you a rapist?!
Chandler: (talking out of the side of his mouth) I'm not mad.
(He closes the door. Rachel's not happy with that and knocks again. He opens the door.)
Joey: What-what are you guys doing here? I thought I told you not to come.
Monica: I knew you were not okay with that.
Monica: No it is not!
Chandler: Oh well, not as lovely as you. I mean, I cant believe that you would have a thirty-year-old daughter! (To Mr. Geller) And you! I cant believe that you would have a tux thats thirty years old! (Puts his hand on Mr. Gellers shoulder.)
Ross: No, its really not that bad. I mean, I-I for one, feel perfectly safe.
Ross: The first batch of margaritas was not so great, but the second batch is gooooood.
Rachel: Uh, yeah, well, see, he Joey knows, that I'm-I'm very insecure about my back and, and you're hugging me, so obviously you are not repulsed by it, yeah!
Ross: I did not freak out.
Monica: Not any more.
Ross: I dont care! I am not quitting! I insist on finishing this game!
Ross: Oh, come on! Rach, it's-it's not that bad.
Joey: Are you kiddin? Phoebe lived on the street. Okay? Plus, shes got this crazy temper. SheShes not standing right behind me is she?
Ross: I'd like to return this couch. I'm not satisfied with it.
Joey: Well, its not a part, no. Im teaching acting for soap operas down at the Learning Extension.
The Potential Roommate: Oh dont worry, Im not really a party girl.
Rachel: Wait, Im not just gonna drink somebodys old coffee.
RICHARD: Honey, you are not an oat. I, I mean I don't know, I, I guess I'm just not an oat guy. I've only slept with women I've been in love with.
Ross: Not that it's any of your business, but we did go out.
Chandler: I was not flirting.
Phoebe: I justI don't want us to jump into something we're not ready for.
Rachel: Honey, come on, I have to be at work in like ten minutes (Ross starts kissing her neck) Oh, all right, well it's not like I'm employee of the year or anything. (they fall onto the couch)
Ross: Thanks Aunt Pheebs. Hey, you didn't microwave that, did you, because it's breast milk, and you're not supposed to do that.
(Rachel decides not to confront them and starts to walk out, knocking over a lamp in the process.)
Joey: Oh! Tell her shes not marriage material.
Chandler: (not quite sure) You did.
Ross: Well, Carol says she and Susan want me to be involved, but if I'm not comfortable with it, I don't have to be involved.. basically it's entirely up to me.
The Smoking Woman: I am not going to apologize to a tree!
Phoebe: No, you're not gonna pay him, he didn't do anything!
Chandler: No, no, but they are going to lease us a Ford Focus. (Monicas not impressed.) Ill get out of it.
Ross: What do you mean, theyre not moving in? They-theyre still moving in right?
Phoebe: Bye! (Phoebe goes over and joins Monica on the couch.) We said good-bye at the door so as not to flaunt our new love.
Phoebe: Yeah. And believe me, this suit does not do justice to whats underneath it.
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.)
Ross: Free cats do that too, y'know. {Which reminds me, if I might get a little political here, support your local animal shelter. Pet shops are not the place to buy dogs and cats from, you get a much better deal from the shelter, plus they probably won't die on you in a week and a half. If you want a leash, go to the pet shop. If you want the dog for that leash, go to the shelter and save it's life. Now back to regularly scheduled programming.}
Chandler: No! Look, I dont cry! Its not a big deal! Okay?!
Chandler: This is not a sign!
Ross: Oh yeah, why not?
Ross: Oh yeah, why not?
Phoebe: Its not in the apartment? (Monica gives a Come on look) Oh no. I cant believe this is happening again.
Monica: How do I tell Chandler that its too soon. Its gonna break his heart, hes not gonna think that I dont love him anymore.
Chandler: They're not even paying ya! This doesn't even sound like a real movie!
RACHEL: Wow, I am so glad I'm not Monica right now.
[Scene: Central Perk, Joey is singing Happy Birthday to yet another good-looking woman. Gunther is watching and is not very happy.]
Chandler: Then, I might as well � (grabs the cigarettes) do this (lights one, exhales). Not really sure what to do now.
Chandler: Oh, but it's not 'til tomorrow!
Rachel: Are you okay? Youre not blinking.
Phoebe: Oh we do, but not just yet.