words in movies
Joey: Oh thats on the house courtesy of Joey Tribbiani.
Woman: Oh great! Well, tell him thanks. And since uh, Joey seems like such a nice guy, maybe we could go on a date sometime?
Phoebe: Oh I do! (She grabs her huge purse and starts rummaging through it and taking out various items in a futile search for the gum.) Oh, yknow what? No. (Pause) Wait a second. (She removes a bag filled with water that has a goldfish swimming in it.) I know its in here somewhere.
Rachel: Oh my God, Jill!
Jill: Oh my God, Rachel!
Chandler: Oh my God, introduce us!
Rachel: Oh! Did you hear that?! My dads proud of me! My dads proud of me.
Rachel: Oh yeah, sorry. Wait honey, so what did you do that made dad cut you off?
Jill: Oh, thats so great! Okay, Im really gonna do this! I dont know how to thank you guys.
Jill: Oh please, I memorized those numbers when I was 15. But look at all the cool make-it-on-my-own stuff I got! (Holds up a red sweater) This is my "Please, hire me" sweater. (Holds up a pair of black pants) And these are my, "Dont you want to rent me this apartment?" pants.
Jill: Oh, Mr. Scientist has to get all technical!
Phoebe: Oh well, all right, I got (Ross hands her a bag) (To Ross) thank you, I got uh, this yknow "I want a job sweater." (Holds up the same sweater.)
Rachel: Oh.
Ross: Huh? Oh, I got this(Holds up this pink frilly thing)this!
Ross: Yeah! Oh, I-I love this babies!
Rachel: Oh, come on! You think thats gonna work on me?! I invented that!
Jill: (gasps) Thats the best one! Oh my God, (hugs him) thank you so much!
Jill: Oh my gosh, that was so lame. Like a pajmena could be a rug!
Ross: Oh yeah, how about you and the, (mimics her fake cry) "Im sorry!"
Ross: Oh stop.
Rachel: Oh there is no way.
Rachel: Oh my God! I can not believe that! I mean I dont really like it when Ross goes out with anyone, but my sister isnt that like incest or something?! Oh my God, and theyre gonna have sex! Oh! Oh no what if he marries her too?! Oh this is just terrible, this is just terrible. And I cant stop it! I cantI dont own Ross! Yknow? And Jill, she should be able to do whatever it is that she wants to do! And oh my God, I cant believe Ross is marrying my little sister, this terrible. Oh my God, this is just the worst thing that could have ever happened to me.
Rachel: (on the couch) Oh hi! Yknow, I just wanted to see if there were any leads on the old job front.
Jill: Oh no! But I just walked past three sales and I didnt go in. How strong am I?
Rachel: Oh so you know that, you guys talked about that, so you get along, so you think youre gonna go out?
Rachel: Oh not-not so much. Umm, what-what do you, what do you mean is there something wrong with Ross?
Jill: Oh no-no-no, hes just I dont know, hes just a little bookish.
Rachel: Oh no-no-no, no-no-no, thats not what I meant.
Chandler: Oh what is it honey, you need some tea? Some soup? (He gets up from the couch and goes into the bedroom to find Monica, still in the robe, lying seductively on the bed. Or at least shes trying too and as he enters the room, she takes the robe off on of her legs.) Oh-ohhhh!
Chandler: Oh Jeez honey, I thought, I thought you were asleep.
Chandler: I was asleep. (She takes off her robe and starts to shiver) Oh no! No-no honey! Yknow whats sexy? Layers. Layers are sexy. And blankets are sexy. And oh! Hot water bottles are sexy.
Ross: Oh wow! I mean, wow! I mean, I-I-I think shes cute but I-I would never have thought of going out with her, never!
Rachel: Oh so-so not really never.
Chandler: Oh come on you big faker!
Rachel: Oh yes, its me! Sorry!
Rachel: (gasps) Oh, he brought her back to his apartment.
Rachel: Oh my God, look-look hes taking off her clothes!
Rachel: Oh, this is just terrible.
Monica: Oh no its not, no its not. Its a first date. Im sure that nothing is gonna (as she is talking we see Ross close his drapes.)
Rachel: Oh. (Squeaks again.)
Rachel: So, if I wanna have my kid when Im 35, I dont have to get pregnant until Im 34. Which gives Prada four years to start making maternity clothes! Oh wait, but I do want to be married for a year before I get pregnant
Ross: OH MY GOD!! I didnt really believe it until you just said it!!
Mrs. Tribbiani: I know you did, cookie. Oh, I know you did. So tell me. Did you see her?
Rachel: Ohh! And Im one of them!! Wow! Oh, I just cannot believe this! I mean, Joey Tribbiani!
Rachel: Oh god. Oh, am I being like a total laundry spaz? I mean, am I supposed to use like one machine for shirts and another machine for pants?
Phoebe: Oh, you're so screwed. (Monica goes into the guest room)
Phoebe: Oh, and great! You might as well bring me my book, its on the counter in your apartment.
Chandler: (laughs) Oh thats great, my friend Joeys in the movie business.
RACH: Oh God, even his knock is boring.
Ross: And that's why, no matter what mommy says, we really were on a break. (baby talk) Yes we were! Yes we were! (picks Emma up) Come here gorgeous. (puts her on his knees and talks to her) Oh! Look at you! You are the cutest little baby ever! You're just a... a little bitty baby, you know that? But you've got... (in a softer voice) You've got big beautiful eyes... Yes you do... and a... and a big round belly. (emphasises the B's) Big baby butt! I like big butts. (raps) I like big butts and I cannot lie / you other brothers can't deny / when a girl walks in with an itty, bitty, waist / and a round thing in your face you get...(Emma laughs) Oh my God, Emma... you're laughing! Oh my God, you've never done that before, have you? You never done that before... Daddy made you laugh, huh? Well, daddy and Sir Mix Alot... What? What? You... you wanna hear some more? Uhm...(raps) My anaconda don't want none / unless you got buns hon... (Emma laughs again and Ross looks worried) I'm a terrible father!
Phoebe: Oh. (She starts laughing. Then she throws the badge at him and runs away.)
Rachel: Oh my God! You are giving this a lot of thought.
(Joey leaves and Monica mouths to Chandler Oh my God!)
Monica: Oh my God, shes not gonna like the chicken that night either is she?!
Rachel: Oh... (opens it and sees it is a pin) Oh my God. He remembered.
Phoebe: Oh, no, no, no, no. You know what, he's not into that stuff anymore. He quit for me.
Joey: (Shocked) Oh! Well that's it! He's the last one to go. I'm locking you guys in. (turns the bolts of the door, thereby locking it)
Woman: Oh my God. That sounds amazing. I would love to see pictures.
Monica: For this weekend! Oh gosh, it would be perfect, we get to see Joey plus we get to start our anniversary celebration on the plane. We can call it out plane-aversary.
MONICA: Oh, I'm gonna kill those guys.
Rachel: Oh, I know, I know, the odds are against us, but somebody has to win, and it could be us! And then how you gonna feel? You know, we're gonna be all like "oh everybody, let's take our helicopters up to the cape" and you're gonna be all like "oh, I can't guys, I'll meet you guys up there, I gotta gas up the Hyundai"
Rachel: (sees the chick and the duck) Oh, yeah, Im sorry. They used to live here; sometimes they migrate back over.
Joey: Oh, I was reading it last night, and I got scared, so.
Joey: (slow on the uptake) Oh my God!
Joey: Oh, it was a lot of fun right up until Chandler got a finger in the eye!
Joey: Oh! I know how you can get him, take off your bra.
JOEY: Oh come on. Nobody likes two different kinds of eggs equally. You like one better than the other and I wanna know which.
All: Oh, yeah. Had that dream.
Rachel: Oh honey he doesnt need my help.
Ross: Oh. Oh. Thank God, most women dont even feel them.
Joey: Oh that's mine too! (Grabs it and Ross looks at him.) I'm Italian!
Phoebe: Yeah, oh, Princess Leia and the gold bikini, every guy our age loved that.
Ross: Eh..actually no, I don't need to because your little "Ross is dead" joke didn't work, ok, there were no responses. Nobody posted anything on the website, nobody called my parents, so the joke my friend is on you. Nobody called, nobody wrote anything, nobody cares that I'm dead. (silence) Oh my God! Nobody cares that I'm dead!?
Ross: (looking at Rachel entering with Emma) Oh, hi! Hi! Thanks for showing you up thirty minutes late!
Phoebe: Oh, okay, (laughing) youre not a pushover.
Phoebe: Oh, well that's ok. I think you and I will do much better if you're just... here as a bridesmaid.
Ross: Oh okay, lift it straight up over your head! Straight up over your head! You can do it! You can do it! (She gets it lifted up and they make the first turn.) Okay. You got it?
Monica: Oh good! 'Cause where else would we get any?
Monica: Oh my God. Richard? (turns around) Hi!
Monica: (entering) Oh good youre all here. Thanksgiving tomorrow, four oclock. (To Rachel) Oh, guess who I invited. Remember that guy Will Colbert from high school?
Chandler: Oh my God!
Monica: Oh my God!
Monica: Oh stop it. Joey already told me.
Chandler: Oh, God.
Chandler: Oh. (takes the cassette and puts it on his arm like the stop smoking patch, and it falls off.) Nope, that patch is no good. (Joey and Monica both do their fake laughs.)
Monica: (To Phoebe) Oh my God, my ass is sweating! (on phone) Please! Please! Can you come? Its today at four.
Chandler: Oh, I will. But I will need a mirror... as he is me!
Rachel: Oh, its the best! (They both exhale contemplating the joys of marriage.) So, umm hows Monica?
RACH: Oh yeah, c'mon, I'm movin' on. He can press her up against that window as much as he wants. For all I care, he can throw her through the damn thing.
Rachel: Oh, he is precious! Where did you get him?
Phoebe: Oh thats all right. Im still full from your homemade potato chips.
Rachel: Oh, yeah.
Rachel: Oh wow. Are you in trouble.
Phoebe: (turning around and picking a cup off of a table) Oh, hey, look, I found coffee! (handing her the cup) Okay, lets skedaddle.
Phoebe: Ooh, oh, I've gotta go. (raises) Whoa, oh, head rush. One more, and then I have to go. (sits down, and then raises again) Cool!
Rachel: Oh yeah. Right. So now, aredo you, do you still do music?
Chandler: Oh, how well you know me...
Monica: Oh well, maybe we can put it in the guest bedroom.
Joey: Oh No-no-no-no-no-no-no! He went over to Ross' to bring the dog back here!
Emily: Oh my God. I think youre right.
Phoebe: Oh, yeah!
Janice: You know what, where he hugs you and kinda rolls you away and... Oh... my....God.
Mrs. Bing: Oh, Ross, listen to me. I have sold a hundred million copies of my books, and y'know why?
Chandler and Joey: Oh! Yeah!
Rachel: Oh, I am sorry...
Monica: Hey. Oh good-good youre here! All right, I figured it out. Im gonna take two tables of eight, Im gonna add your parents, and Im gonna turn them into three tables of six. Okay? And I called the caterer; I added two extra meals, we are good to go!
RACH: Ok, he's goin' to get my coat. He's goin' to get my coat. Oh my god, you guys. I can't believe this. This is unbelievable. [notices Chandler's computer screen] What's that?
Monica: Oh my God, Joey, that is such a great tip.
Rachel: Oh that couldn't have been pretty. but you know guys do that.
Joey: How's that different? (She looks at him until he gets it.) Oh! Yeah!
Ross: Oh, Emily that is, that is so great. It's gonna be so great! We're gonna be like-like-like two idiots in love!
Phoebe: Oh my God! No! Shoo! Kitty! No! No-no-no! Shoo! Come on, you! (goes over and picks up the cat) Come on. Crazy. (looks into the cats eyes) Oh my God.
Monica: Oh my God, that place has the creamiest frosting! I use to hitchhike there when I was a kid.
Rachel: Oh.. a little..
The Cooking Teacher: (tasting the cookie and with her mouthful) Oh, yum-yum-yum. (Hands the star back.)
Chandler: Oh no-no Joey, I am not going to tell you because I am an excellent secret keeper.
Monica: Oh, then you do know it. (pause) So um what kind of things do you write about?
Rachel: Oh no. You went on our honeymoon alone?
Susan: Oh, please! What's wrong with Helen?
Rachel: (seeing Ross come off the plane with another woman.) Oh my God.
Ross: Oh my God.
Phoebe: Oh no! No God, definitely not jealous!
Rachel: Oh God, oh God, oh God oh God oh God oh God.... (Starts to look under the couch cushions.)
Monica: (pushes him and starts to cry) Oh shut up!
Emily: Ohh, no. Ugh. Oh, leaving London, my whole family lives there.
Barry: Oh, I, uh- I went to Aruba.
Monica: Oh thats right, thats what Id sound like if I exploded.
Rachel: Oh yeah, I'm jealous. "Oh Gavin, please, please look at my ass". (Gavin starts looking) Stop looking at my ass! I mean, I just think you are totally inappropriate, ok? This is a work environment, she's your subordinate.
Chandler: Oh, Satan's minions at work again...
All: Oh! Oh, God!
Phoebe: Hey oh, Rach wait! Do you want to go to a movie tonight?
All: Oh, come on! Come on!
Phoebe: Oh good, oh Joey and Chandler are back.
Erica: Oh yeah. I actually liked you guys. But it doesn't matter, because what you did was wrong. (walks away again, but Chandler catches up with her again)
Rachel: (on tape) (Ross hands her a glass of wine) I cannot believe that I did this. Especially after Monica just went on and on and on about it! (Mimicking Monica) "Okay Rachel! Here are the invitations Rachel! Now be very careful Rachel! Please, drinking no liquids around the invitations Rachel!" (She tilts her wine glass above and moves it back and forth across the invitations) Whoa oh! Oh-oh-oh! Oh oh-oh-oh
Joey: Oh, okay. I I ate way too much.
Eric: Oh, I have a friend whos a cop and he got it for me.
Phoebe: Oh, that's fine, no.
Chandler: Oh come on, come on, it can't be that bad.
All: Oh, hey, don't do that! Cut it out!