words in movies
Monica: Oh, okay. No problem.
Phoebe: Oh.
Phoebe: Oh are you and Chandler
Phoebe: Oh my God! Youre getting a massage! You never let me massage you!!
Phoebe: Oh, it has a name?
Joey: Oh okay, okay! One more push! One more push! Come on honey, were almost there! Were almost there!
Rachel: Oh Joey, Im so happy things worked out for us that were having this baby together. I love you so much.
Joey: Oh, I love you too.
Joey: Thats always appropriate! (Back to the matter at hand) Oh, okay. One more push! One more push!
Doctor: Oh, here is your beautiful baby. Congratulations!
Joey: Oh, yknow what? Maybe uh, you you should come to me. Im a not, Im not wearing any bottoms.
Rachel: Oh, okay! (She goes over to him and he feels her belly.)
Joey: Oh my, oh my God!
Rachel: Aw, its unbelievable! Wow! She is kicking so much! Oh, shes like umm oh whos that kind of annoying girl soccer player?
Joey: Oh thats amazing. (Drops the sheet.)
Monica: Oh, okay. Here, why dont you let me do it?
Chandler: Oh no-no-no, I will do it. Honey, you have to learn to sit down and relax and let your husband take care of things once and awhile. (Tries the door.) Its locked, you have to help me. Why is it locked?
Chandler: Oh yknow, Ive been living here a while and Ive never seen whats inside that closet. What is, what is in there?
Monica: (in a sexy voice) Oh. Oh yeah! Ohhhhh! Ohh! Oh yeah!
Monica: Oh God Phoebe!! (Phoebe covers one ear.) Oh thats it! Thats it! Right there! Oh! (Tries to cover the other ear.) Ooooh-oooh-ooooh (Covers both ears and continues the massage with her elbows.)
Joey: Oh hey whoa-whoa, dont worry. Okay. When my sisters were pregnant they got every weird feeling in the book, it was always nothing.
Rachel: Okay. Oh GodOw!Oo!
Rachel: Thank you doctor. (Dr. Long exits.) (To Joey) Oh thank you for being so nice and calm.
Joey: (seeing Ross) Oh hey-hey!
Ross: Oh. Oh. Thank God, most women dont even feel them.
Ross: Oh when you beeped me I was on line at the concession stand at the movie theater.
Rachel: Oh you went to the movies by yourself?
Rachel: Oh, I gotta go back in there.
Joey: Oh hey, dont worry about it man. Dont worry about it, no big deal.
Dr. Long: (To Joey) Uh, if you have any questions, heres some information on Braxton-Hicks. (Hands Joey a pamphlet.) Oh and by the way, you did the right thing by bringing her in. Youre gonna make a wonderful father.
Joey: Oh uh, hey. Not as good as this guy! (Grabs Ross around the shoulders.) He brought Twizlers!
Joey: Easy there Captain Kirk. Oh, do you have a bobby pin?
Chandler: Yeah. (Checks his hair.) Oh no wait, Im not an nine-year-old girl.
Joey: Uh, really good. Really good. Yeah, I should be ready to kill myself any day now. (Chandler returns with a bobby pin and hands it to Joey.) Wow, you sure found that quick. (He tries the pin in the lock.) I justI wish I didnt feel this way about Rachel anymore, yknow? I wish things could go back to normal. I mean, I love living with her and God, helping out with the baby is just amazing, but now I think I think Ross feels left out. Yknow? When I had to take Rachel to the hospital, the doctor thought I was the father. God You shouldve seen the look on Rosss face. (Pause) By the way, I have no idea what Im doing here. For all I know Im just locking it more. Oh hey, did you try opening it with a credit card?
Joey: Oh, I just I feel terrible.
Phoebe: Oh, you make sex noises when you get massaged!
Monica: Oh myThis is so embarrassing. Oh my God, Im never gonna get massaged again!
Rachel: Ohh! Thats so sweet of you! Oh yum! (Takes a bite out of the sandwich and starts to get sick.) Did you put pickles on this?
Rachel: Oh Ross!! (Runs to the bathroom and closes the door.)
Joey: Oh no-no, no-no I love living with you. It just seems that if youre gonna have a roommate, yknow it might as well be the father.
Ross: Oh Rach thats great. Thats great. (They hug and Joey breathes a sigh of relief.)
Chandler: Not to shabby, I got this all off myself using my wifes tools. (He takes the door off the frame and we finally get to see whats behind the green door! It is stacked, floor to ceiling, with junk.) Oh my God!
Monica: Oh no! You werent supposed to see this!
Monica: Ohh. Oh! Ohh!
Monica: Oh God!
Monica: Oh yeah right there!
Rachel: Oh God! Yknow what I wish? I wish you were six years older. Well actually, if Im wishin for stuff, I actually wish I was six years younger.
Monica: Hello? (Listens) Oh, hi Ross! (To Rachel) See? Other people call me!
Rachel: Oh no, I'm good, I don't wanna get that turkey smell all over my hands.
Joey: Oh, come on! Have you seen what my kid can do?! Huh?! I mean he dials phones! He-he-he eats tortilla chips! He-he plays soccer with the cartoon tiger!
ERICA: Oh my God. Do the people at the hospital know about this?
Rachel: (Disgustedly she goes and tries to pick up the couch. Much to her amazement, she is successful.) Oh. Oh! I can do it!
Rachel: Oh so you know that, you guys talked about that, so you get along, so you think youre gonna go out?
Mona's Date: Oh, its okay.
Monica: Oh hi! Hi! Yknow, we were just talking about bacon.
Monica: Oh, and I can also speak a little French. Voulez-vous coucher avec moi ce soir? (Mischa laughs) Why? What did I say?
Mona: Oh, my God! She has food delivered here?
Rachel: Oh, it was great. Mark is so sweet.
Rachel: (takes off her robe) Oh! Look what happened! {Don't get your hopes up guys, we only get to see her from the back or from the neck up. Its times like these I wish that the networks would broadcast some nudity other than Denis Franz's butt.} (In her head.) Huh, check me out! I'm in my kitchen naked! I'm picking up an orange. (Does so) I'm naked! (Goes into the living room) Lighting the candles, naked, and carefully. (She backs anything that might have a point like a candle on her body away.)
Ross: (answering the phone) Hello? (Listens) Hey Mon, hows the packing going? (Listens) Ben? Hes fine. Yeah, hes rightOh my God! (He looks over at the fake Ben and notices that the head has fallen off.) Get your head of your shirt there son! (He tries to push the pumpkin through the neck hole.) What? (Listens) Yeah, its a pumpkin. Ill come pack.
Phoebe: Yeah! Let's do it! Let's live together! (They embrace and Mike kisses Phoebe) Oh god, we're really going to move in together!
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.
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.