words in movies
Phoebe; Oh, incredible! Oh! Champagne, candle-lit dinners, moonlight walks on the beach, it was sooo ro-man-tic!
Rachel: Oh!
Phoebe: Oh, he's at the doctor, he didn't poop the whole time we were there!
Phoebe: Oh, why? What's up?
Rachel: Oh... you're so sexy!
Monica: I'm making cookies for Erica. And oh, by the way, we have to leave for the airport soon, her plane comes in about an hour.
Chandler: Oh, hey, when she gets here, is it ok if I introduce you two as "my wife" and "the woman who's carrying my child"? (she's not amused) No? Divorce?
Chandler: Oh, those places! There's always so many people, their being corralled like cattle, and... you know, there's always some idiot who goes "Mooooo"!
Ross: (looking at Rachel entering with Emma) Oh, hi! Hi! Thanks for showing you up thirty minutes late!
Ross: Oh my God.
Rachel: Oh, I really could.
Ross: Oh!
Phoebe: Oh, mon Dieu!
Joey: Oh, de fuff!
Phoebe: Oh!
Joey: Oh, you know what you should do? You should walk all the way at the top of Statue of Liberty.
Erica: Oh yeah, let's do that!
Rachel: (stopping a nurse who's coming out of a room) Oh, uhm, excuse me, I'm here to see my father. My name is Rachel Green.
Rachel: Oh! (They enter. Rachel sees his father, lying on a bed, with tubes, drip and everything) Oh! Oh my God! Ohhh, ohhh, wow, that ear and nose hair trimmer I got him was just money down the drain, huh?
Rachel: Oh, great, Are you gonna be ok?
Ross: Oh, yeah. Emma's doing great.
Rachel: Oh good.
Ross: Oh, of course...
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.
Monica: Oh, I'm glad. Listen, I want to apologize about Chandler, though. I just did not see this coming.
Monica: Oh! It was our pleasure. We are so much enjoying getting to know you.
Chandler: Oh, uhm, okay, uhm, do you mind if we ask you some questions about the father?
Erica: Oh, sure. Yeah, well, he was my high school boyfriend. Captain of the football team, really cute and he got a scholarship and went off to college. (Monica and Chandler are smiling from ear to ear)
Joey: Oh, no, that's okay, I don't need your help. I worked on it myself and I gotta say, I am pretty good!
Joey: (offended) Oh well I think I am, yeah and I think I'm definitely gonna get the part.
Rachel: Oh stop that!
Rachel: (sarcastic) Oh, that is so hot. She walks around him to the other side)
Rachel: Oh, really, well Ross, you know what? I am a big girl. I don't need someone telling me what is best for me.
Rachel: Oh, really, really? Well, it wasn't very good for me either. (She turns to leave and Ross over takes her and stands infront on her, his back to the row of doors leading to the hospital rooms)
Chandler: (struggling) Oh, really?
Chandler: Oh God. It's shovely-Joe, isn't it?
Chandler: Oh God! What was it? The thing that we hardly ever do or the thing we never do?
Rachel: Oh, good.
Ross: Oh, no problem.
Ross: Oh, ye-ah!
Both: (long pause, they realize) Oh yeah!
Phoebe: Oh, well what are you doing here? Are you about to do it? (Gasps) Is it Gunther?
Chandler: OH MY GOD!!!
Ross: Oh. Uh, by the way, if it makes you feel any better. I happen to like 8-year-old boys.
PHOEBE: Oh, I am sorry but I am incredibly talented.
Phoebe: Oh yeah, your microwave. The stereo.
Rachel: Oh honey, Im sorry.
Phoebe: Oh, I don't make them a lot because I don't think it's fair to the other cookies
JOEY: Oh, thanks, thanks. Bye bye Jeannie.
JOEY: "Oh, Chandler, now, now, that's it. There, faster!"
Ross: Oh, it looks like mom and dads house. Oh, it even has a tree with a broken limb out front and the uh, the window in the attic is Oh my God!!
Ross: (flailing arms in protest) Oh, hey hey hey, ho ho ho, hello, guy who doesn't want to know, standing right here!
Ross: Oh, no-no-no dont you worry about me falling asleep. I still have your letter!!!
Ross: (running to the door) Oh, mine! Mine! Mine! (to everyone) Okay, here goes. Prepare yourselves for some Class A flirting.
Monica: Oh yeah, she didnt hire me out of pity, it wasnt so she could pick on me in front of her friends, she actually thinks Im good.
Monica, Chandler, Phoebe, and Rachel: Oh yeah, I totally agree.
Joey: Oh! ah! eh... Britney Spears!?
Chandler: Oh, dont worry about it I mean you probably were tired, you had a lot of champagne, it happens to everybody.
Ross: Yeah, y'know the ah, the girlfriend I told you about last night? (Hes frantically throwing the cushions off of the couch looking for her other shoe) Well it turns out she ah, she wants to get back together with me. Oh, I found it!!
Chandler: Oh. (Goes and gets Phoebes book as Rachel comes in from her room.)
Phoebe: YOU DID NOT!!!! Oh! No! You came up with Relaxi Cab! Thats not good.
Monica: Oh my God, the cat's made my eyes water! Don't-don't throw it to me! My vision's been compromised!! (Quickly grabs a tissue to wipe her eyes.) Oh God! Okay. Okay. It's okay. Man, that was close.
Rachel: Doh!! (pause) Ive got it!
Krista: Oh, this is so good (A piece of cake.) you have got to try it. (She takes some on her finger and feeds it to Danny. Then takes a little more and does it again. Meanwhile, the rest of the gang stares on in shock. Then they pick up a part of it and some filling falls into his lap.)
Phoebe: Oh down please. (The guy tries to reach the button, but cant.) I-I hate to be a ball buster can I just do it? (She pushes the button.)
Rachel: Oh no-no-no dont say but! No-no, buts never good! Lets just leave it at, you like me and I like you.
Phoebe: Oh.
All: Oh, yeah. Yeah.
Phoebe: Oh God, Korea is such a beautiful country.
Rachel: Oh, yeah! Yeah!
Woman At The Wedding: Oh! Of course. (Ross and Chandler pose and she takes the picture.)
Phoebe: Oh no not that guy there. That guy right there. (Pointing to an attractive man sitting at a table behind them.)
Mr. Treeger:: Oh yeah, of course you dont!
Joey: Oh, y'know the same thing happened to me one time.
Chandler: Oh no, youll have to come.
Rachel: Oh, y-yeah, so, you-you love me!
Dirk: Oh! Hey well listen, I play a scientist on "Days". And my character has just won the Nobel prize.
Phoebe: Oh God, I really missed that fat bastard!
Phoebe: Oh, they love your casserole.
Phoebe: Oh my God! You dated someone with a glass eye too?!
Phoebe: Oh, no wonder I don't feel full.
Phoebe: Oh. (She goes to work, and her head slowly drops out of view.)
Chandler: Oh. Well, hold on camper, are you sure you've thought this thing through?
Rachel: Oh but Joey, I have to go. Theres no room for a baby here.
Ross: (putting out the fire with a squeeze bottle of water) Okay, thats a fire. Oh yeah. Oh yeah.
Chandler: Oh good, when he comes back for his keys, Ill be sure to give him your shoe.
Monica: Oh my Gosh!
Joey: Oh well, okay, good luck.
Phoebe: (entering) Oh.
Rachel: Oh wow. Why dont we just take me (Grabs her pin) and put me with a Manhattan in my hand, talking to the cute bartender. (Puts her pin at the bar and laughs. Monica just glares at her.) These pins arent for playing are they?
Chandler: Oh! It's on! It's on!
Kathy: Oh please!
Kathy: Oh my God!
Ross: Oh waithold it! But then I started thinking and I stopped the kissing.
Joey: Oh my God! How many of these things did you have? These are pure vodka.
Lydia: Oh, no.
Rachel: Oh! Right! Yeah! Hold on, I'll be just clean up in here a little bit! Hello Gavin
Ross: Oh.
Robert: Oh, no thanks. I always carry one in my sock.
Frank: Oh, well just probably the worst one since Ive been alive.
Rachel: Oh Joey, Im so happy things worked out for us that were having this baby together. I love you so much.
Monica: All right, Chandler get the coats. Erica let's go. Phoebe and Joey, keep packing! Oh my God we're gonna have a baby. All right. We're gonna have a baby! OH MY GOD, WE'RE GONNA HAVE A BABY! Oh God, oh God, I got to sit down, I got to sit down. Ooh! (she's hyperventilating)
Ross: Oh no-no-no, it's my pleasure.
Phoebe: Oh, I knew something had to be wrong, because my fingernails did not grow at all yesterday.
Chandler: Oh, I just wanted to say, "Hey!"
Phoebe: Ohh, no. (Pause) Oh okay, so you're a cop which means you can park anywhere, 'cause I know that 'cause I'm a cop too. So, all right, keep up the good work. 10-4. (Tries to leave.)
Joey: Oh, absolutely! Youre talented and youre good looking.
Joey: Oh my god.
Chandler: Oh, okay Ross. Listen, this pen is kinda getting boring, so can you pick me up some porn?
Monica: Oh, I asked one of the waitresses at work if she'd help me out.
Joey: Oh no-no-no-no, I meant Chandler.
Ross: Oh no. Dont, dont, dont start packing. Come on! (She puts some clothes into her bag, and Ross throws them out.)
Mrs. Geller: It really was. Oh, c'mere, sweetheart. (Hugs her) Y'know, I think it might be time for you to start using night cream.
Rachel: Oh, honey, that's so sweet.
Rachel: Oh my God! What happened?
Chandler: Oh yes, and thats what I want a roommate that I can walk around with and be referred to as the funny one.
Joey: Oh, I know...
Joanna: (locking her door) Oh.
Rachel: Yeah I am, I am! Oh, but first of all, Monica, I would like to introduce you to my very talented colleage and more importantly my wonderful friend Gavin Mitchelle.
Phoebe: (looking at the clock) Oh wow, three hours and still no baby. Ugh, the miracle of birth sure is a snooze fest.
Ross: Oh, yeah, why not?
Phoebe: No, Im really okay with this. Yknow why? Cause look at them, and I made that, so I know its gonna be like a million times harder to give up a baby but, oh my God, its gonna feel like a million times better, right? I wanna do this. (To Frank and Alice) I wanna carry your baby.
Phoebe: Oh. Okay. Oo, sorry I acted like a bank.
Mrs. Burkart: Oh, good. Thank you.
Rachel: What? Oh, I'm sorry, I can't, I'm busy.
Cheryl: Oh, Ross!
Elizabeth: (checks her grade) Oh, yknow what? Forget it, you already gave me an A.
Chandler: Oh yeah? That's great!
Chandler: Oh, yeah... yeah.
Ross: Oh yeah, about telling Mom and Dad, I was thinking about maybe writing a letter.
Cheryl: Oh, yeah. Oh, you know, that's too bad that didn't work out.
All: Yeah! Oh my God!
Monica: Oh man! I did it again!
Phoebe: Oh, just think... she's gonna be watching that video on a TV that hasn't even been invented yet! With friends who right now are just like babies! And they'll be living in a floating city that the humans built to escape the ant people!
Rachel: Oh! You know, I just... couple of things I tried ... I just sang a little doo... Itsy Bitsy Spider...
Kathy: Oh, okay.
Kathy: Oh.
CHANDLER: Oh, that's good. Maybe he'll hear you and pull the cord.
Monica: Oh, great! Just what you want for a new house with infants. Bird feces.
RACHEL: Oh c'mon Joey, we care about you.
Chandler: (jumping up to answer the phone) Oh the phone! The phones making sounds! (On phone) Hello!