words in movies
Rachel: Oh, what is wrong with me lately? I mean its like every guy I seeI mean look here. (Points behind them) Look at that guy for example, I mean normally thats not someone I would-would be attracted to, but right now, with the way Im feeling, all I want to do is rip off his sweatpants and fanny pack.
Phoebe: Oh absolutely yeah! Oh and keep in mind, now, I was carrying triplets so in, yknow, medical terms I was-I was thrice as randy.
Ross: Oh great! Hey-hey Joey, do you want to check out pictures of me and Mona ice skating?
Joey: Oh uh, ordinarily I would love too, but I am just swamped right now. (Brushes something off of his shirt and looks around, but doesnt move from his chair.)
Mona: Oh yeah, probably at the end. (Flips to the end.) Oh my God! He only took pictures of my breasts!
Mona: Oh, I gotta get to work. So call me later?
Doug: Oh well, give it time. So the divorce, the marriage, weve got a lot to celebrate. How about we all go out to dinner tomorrow night?
Chandler: Oh yeah. Boy, urine cuts right through an ice sculpture doesnt it?
Mona: Oh yknow, I didnt think of it that way. Youre right. Youre right. So, can I ask you a question?
Rachel: Oh, okay. Hey, can I ask you a question? Was it me, or-or was the guy who took my blood sample really cute? Yknow who Im talking about, bald haircut, hairy fingers (Stops when she realizes it was her.)
Rachel: Oh, really, really good. But enough about me, come on! Where-where are you from? What do you do?
Rachel: Oh, I love to ski! How amazing is this?!
Phoebe: Oh hey! So, how did your doctors appointment go?
Phoebe: Oh my God.
Monica: Oh yeah, the Evander Holyfield phase. Oh man you were so hard up you practically came on to me.
Phoebe: Oh yeah? Come and get it.
Rachel: Oh hey! Hey Ross! Hey hows it, hows it going with you and Mona? Are you guys still together?
Ross: Oh yeah, yeah were moving forward. Youll be getting our card!
Chandler: Oh uh, as it turns out, we cant do it. Monica has to work.
Doug: Oh, my ex-wife didnt work, unless you call turning into her mother work. Fine. Tomorrow night then.
Chandler: Oh uh well tomorrows no good for her either.
Doug: Oh? Why not?
Chandler: Oh no-no-no, Monica would freak. (Doug looks at him.) But to hell with that bitch.
Ross: Oh great, I live on the street.
Doug: Oh Bing, look at those twin sisters dancing together. Let me buy you a lap dance with those girls. Huh?
Chandler: Oh thats all right sir, and thats just one girl.
Chandler: Oh no-no-no!
Doug: Oh yeah-yeah-yeah, yknow I did it and I felt a hell of a lot better and if you whip it just right you might hit a seagull in the head.
Ross: Okay, and oh Im gonna need a bunch of extra keys. Apparently I give them away for no reason at all.
Joey: Oh, whats wrong?
Rachel: Oh you really, you really just dont want to hear about it.
Rachel: Oh honey, I'm so sorry, you were right, this feels great!
Chandler: Oh well you're the best. You come here to me.
Ross: You'll see. Okay. (Readies himself.) Oh, what's-what's her name?
Rachel: Oh, Sophie, I guess you didnt hear about Joanna
Phoebe: Oh my God. What happened?
Monica: (starting to cry) Oh God!
Rachel: Oh my God. Did you talk to him?
Chandler: Oh, just this! (turns around and has a paint lid stuck to the back of his pants.) Yknow what its my fault really, because the couch is usually where we keep the varnish.
MONICA: Ok. Oh boy. You are doin' so good. You wanna squeeze my hand? All right, Ross, don't squeeze it so hard. Honey, really, don't squeeze it so hard! Oh, Ross! Let go of my hand!
Rachel: Oh! Oh, I just thought of the greatest wedding gift to get you.
Joey: Oh, yeah, that. All right, means that much to ya, Ill let you have her.
Joey: Oh, little party favours, check it out! (Its a shirt that reads, "Ross Geller, Bachelor Bash 1998")
Chandler: You know Oh My God.
Monica: Oh my god.
Ross: Oh, hey, hey Rach, do you notice anything..ahh
Ross: Oh, yeah, no problems. Its all taken care of.
Chandler: Oh yeah, I had no idea the amazing journey you go through as a woman! Tell me, tell me about your first period!
Frank: Oh, excellent. (starts to melt the fire extinguishers hose.)
Rachel: Oh my God! You really are freakishly strong!
Ross: Oh great. So all I need to do is get some new skin. Thank you.
Rachel: Oh no, no, no. Oh God, you think I made out with him.
Phoebe: Oh, have a great wedding!
Rachel: Oh, honey, please, no, I can't get started with all that Ross stuff again. I mean, he's gonna screwed up for a looong time. And besides y'know, I don't, I don't go for guys right after they get divorced.
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?
Emily: Oh, no-no, yknow I absolutely adore Rachel its just that, well it might be a awkward for you. But its absolutely your decision. (Gets up.) More tea?
RACHEL: God, oh God Monica, I forgot. This is our first date.
Kim: Oh, really?
Phoebe: Yeah, I know. Oh, good thing its one of those 801 numbers. Right?
Chandler: (pretending) Oh my God! You-almost-gave-me-a-heart-attack.
Phoebe: So, here you are. It seems like yesterday I was talking to you in that little petri dish. Everyone said labor was the hardest thing I'd ever have to do, but they were wrong this is. Oh, I had the most fun with you guys! I wish I could take you home and see you everyday. Okay, I'll settle for being your favorite Aunt. I know Alice's sister has a pool, but you lived in me. Okay, so we're cool. Yeah, we're gonna be great. Little high fives! (Imitates the high fives.) Ahh! Ahh! Ahh! (One of the babies begins to cry.) Well, if you're gonna cry. (She starts crying.)
Joey: Oh my God, is she going back to him?
ROSS: Oh. Listen, have you ever been uh, you know, foolin' around with a girl and uh, she started laughin'?
Joey: (to everyone) Oh my God! He's trapped in an ATM vestibule with Jill Goodacre! (on phone) Chandler, listen. (says something intentionally garbled)
Rachel: Oh no, wait a minute, wait, I've got a presentation tomorrow. I can't miss that.
Phoebe: (in a sexy voice) Oh? (Takes the phone from Rachel.) Hello you.
Ross: Oh my God, the pages are stuck together!
Rachel: Oh, I can not believe you didnt tell me!
Phoebe: Oh, wait, she's walking across the floor.. she's walking.. she's walking.. she's going for the pizza- (Yelling) Hey, that's not for you, bitch! (Phoebe covers her mouth with her hand walks away from the window.)
Monica: Oh no! My parents have never seen me drunk! (Pause) That they know of.
Ross: Oh my God! Of course, of course. (To the class.) Umm, would you please excuse me for a moment? Umm, do you know each others hometowns? Why dont you (Motions that they should learn everyones hometown.) (To Phoebe) Wh-whats going on?
Rachel: Oh no. No Ross, dont do this.
Chandler: Uh, credit card. (Reaches for it then realizes) Oh no! No-no, but I left my credit card with Joey. (To Phoebe) Okay, Ill go get it. You guard the ring.
Rachel: Oh, Phoebe, do I wanna hear this?
Rachel: Oh my god. Oh my god. (She decides to make a break for it.) Excuse me. Move! Move! Emergency! Excuse me! (She tries climbing over a bench and falls down.)
Monica: Oh, here.
Phoebe: Oh my god. (Chandler downs another espresso.) How many of those have you had?
Chandler: Oh, yeah, he's my... he's my best friend.
Ross: I was hugging her as a friend. Its not my fault her-her hair got in my face, shes got a lot of it and it smells all-all uh coconutty. (Phoebe raises her eyebrows.) What?! Oh, that doesnt mean I have feelings for Rachel! Maybe it means I have feelings for coconuts!
Joey: Oh unless you uh, you wanna hang around.
Monica: Oh my God!
Chandler: (To Rachel) Oh my God!
Ross: Oh my God!
Ross: oh boy you got mad at that part. I went over there to tell him how great you are but you know me BLAH, BLAH, BLAH, and I ended up telling him that.
Joey: Its not what you said. Its the way you said it .Oh My God, Im a women!!!
Phoebe: Oh, thats it? (Mimics Chandler) A great idea!
Chandler: Oh, this is horrible, its just horrible.
Pete: Oh, believe me, I dont want to get hurt either. Im being smart about this. See these guys? Theyre the best trainers in the world, and Hoshi here used to be a paid assassin. (Hoshi yells at him in Chinese) A house painter! He used to be a house painter.
Monica: Oh good, another dinosaur story. When are those gonna become extinct?
Rachel: Oh! Pathetic! (Grabs the crossword puzzle and starts writing.)
Rachel: What? Oh my God! Im gonna miss you so much! (Starts to cry.)
Rachel: Oh, Ross, c'mon. It's my fault, I almost lost your...
Chandler: What? (pause) Oh, yeah, I'm gonna be a junior copywriter.
Monica: (lying down on a mattress) Oh! Ohhhhh! Oh! Phoebe, come here. Aw, this is my new bed. You gotta feel this bad boy.
Rachel: Oh thank you! Thank you, thank you, thank you! (Monica opens the door.) Emily?
Joey: Oh, it was great! Yeah, I-I walked her home, and it was amazing how much we connected, y'know? Then ah, then she passed out, but then she woke up. Yeah? And we stayed up all night talking, and now were like totally crazy about each other!
Chandler: Oh, hey guys!
Chandler: Oh great!
Rachel: Oh, this ones for me!
Phoebe: Oh, this ones for Chandler. Here.
Joey: Oh hey, do you still have their final exams?
Janine: Oh that would be great!
Phoebe: Oh no.
Chandler: Oh, its not important? Its not important?! If it wasnt for a brides maid youd be marrying him (Points to Joey) not me!
Rachel: Oh no!
Ross: Let me see, I gotta see, I gotta see. Oh, a head. Oh, it's, it's huge. Carol, how are you doing this?
Rachel: (seeing his new table) Ohh! Oh my God!
Chandler: (entering from his room carrying a fire extinguisher and wearing oven mitts) Oh yeah, it's great! See you take a tennis ball, a bowl, and some lighter fluidOp! Op! (He puts out a small fire which has re-ignited in his room.)
Joey: Oh, shes uh-uh really sick.
Chandler: Oh thats too bad.
Joey: Oh my God. So thats it?! I only get to bring one guest?
Ross: Oh yeah! Then how come you didnt get the Geller Cup?
Rachel: Oh yes.
Phoebe: Oh Ross, calm down, Ill give you the 80 cents. (Ross glares at Rachel)
Rachel: Phoebe, come on can we finish this later? Cause I wanna go running before it gets dark. Oh! Why don't you come with me?!
Kathy: You're kidding! Oh, I love him.
Rachel: Oh, she does want to.
Rachel: Oh my God, I'm starting to look like my great aunt, Muriel.
Gunther: Oh, I-I'm just making a list of people's birthdays.
Chandler: Oh, yeah, well, poor Richard. Y'... I can grow a moustache!
Rachel: Ok, Monica. I just have to know one thing. Did you go with her to Bloomingdale's? (Monica looks away.) Oh! Ok, ok, ok, I just really, uh, I just really need to not be with you right now. (Exits.)
Phoebe: Oh my God. This is where you got all our stuff, Pottery Barn! Oh my God!
Joey: Noo, (whispering) more like a notebook... Damn it! (next word appears: "blueprint") Oh, if I'm building an house, the plan isn't called the 'shmoo-print'... Can't say that either? Woha... hey... (the last word is "Football field" and there are 5 seconds left) In high school, I once had sex with a girl right in the middle of the...
Chandler: Oh yeah!
Joey: Oh well then, good night!
Janine: Oh good.
Phoebe: Oh! No, I-I think I just had a contraction.
Rachel: Ok, I, I hear what you're sayin'. I'm with you. Um, but I, but I'm trying really hard. And I think I'm doing better. I really do. Does anybody need coffee? (everyone in the place raises their hand) Oh, look at that.
Phoebe: Oh my God! (Starts reading them.) Dizziness, nervousness, drowsiness, facial swelling, nausea, headacheHeadache. Vomiting, stomach bleeding, liver damage! Now okay, I dont recall any of this coming up when you gave me these little death capsules! Oh Im sorry, extra strength death capsules!
Alice: Oh no-no, never say that. If we cant get it out then we can cut around the stain, add a little lace, you make a stylish throw.
Joey: I uh, oh! Because, uh, I havent really paid the bill