words in movies
Rachel: Okay, okay, I checked. We have: Earl Grey, English Breakfast, Cinnamon Stick, Camomile, Mint Medley, Blackberry, and.. oh, wait, there's one more, um.. Lemon Soother. You're not the guy that asked for the tea, are you? (Guy shakes his head) Okay.
Rachel: Thank you. (Examines it) Oh, cool! Free sample of coffee!
Monica: Oh good! 'Cause where else would we get any?
Rachel: Oh. Right. ...Oh great.
Rachel: Country club newsletter. My mother sends me the engagement notices for 'inspiration.' Oh my God! Oh my God, it's Barry and Mindy!
Rachel: Mindy, my maid of. Oh!
Rachel: Oh, I'm sorry. Oh, this is so stupid! I mean, I gave Barry up, right? I should be happy for them! I am, I'm happy for them.
Rachel: No. Oh, oh, I guess it would be different if I were- with somebody.
Rachel: Oh, I don't know. I guess it's not about no guys, it's about the right guy, y'know? I mean, with Barry, it was safe and it was easy, but there was no heat. With Paolo, that's all there was, was heat! And it was just this raw, animal, sexual...
Monica: Oh, hang on, hang on. Does Aunt Monica get a say in this?
Ross: 'Pwease, Aunt Monica, pwease?' Oh, unclench. You're not even gonna be there.
Rachel: Now, now the one in the feather boa, that's Dr. Francis. Now, she used to be a man. Okay, now look, see, there's Raven. We hate her. We're glad she's dying. Okay- (Marcel pushes down a cushion to reveal a shoe) Wh- wh- Marcel, are you playing with Monica's shoes? You know you're not supposed to pl- whoah. Marcel, did you poo in the shoe? (Takes the shoe into the kitchen) Marcel, bad monkey! Oh! Oh! (She notices the newsletter and taps the contents of the shoes onto it, then folds it shut) Sorry, Barry. Little engagement gift. I'm sure you didn't register for that. (She leaves the apartment holding the newsletter at arm's length. However, she leaves the door open. Marcel runs out in the opposite direction. There is a shot from the TV and Rachel runs back in) Who died? Who died? Roll him over! Oh, c'mon, roll him over! Oh...! Well, we know it wasn't Dexter, right Marcel? Because- (Looks down and notices he is missing) Marcel? Marc- (Notices the open door)
Rachel: Oh. Oh, those little clunky Amish things you think go with everything.
Phoebe: Oh no, how?
Rachel: Oh, my, God, c'mon, you guys! He's gonna be home any minute! He's gonna kill me!
Rachel: Anybody wanna trade? Oh...
Rachel: Oh, I would love some. But y'know what? Y'know what? Let's not drink it here. I'm feeling kinda crazy. You wanna go to Newark?
Rachel: Oh God, Ross, I cannot do this.
Rachel: Oh God... Okay. Alright. Alright. Okay. Ross, please don't hate me.
Ross: Oh, what? What-what?
Rachel: (Tearfully) Ross, I'm doing everything that I can, I've got everybody looking for him, and I- (Door buzzer goes and she runs to get it) Oh! Who is it?
Rachel: Oh, y'know what? That was a complete misunderstanding! (Ross puts his arms around her and they act all sweetness and light)
Phoebe: Oh, is that who the monkey's named after?
Phoebe: Oh my God. You'd put that poor little creature in jail?
Luisa: Oh my God, you are! And you're Rachel Green!
Rachel: Luisa? Oh my God! Monica! It's Luisa!
Monica: Oh, I'm- I'm so sorry!
Joey: Oh. Then, no.
Chandler: Oh, nononowaitwaitwaitnono! Uh... we may not know anything about radiators per se, but we do have a certain amount of expertise in the heating and cooling... mileu.
Phoebe: Oh, it's okay, it was just my left leg.
Phoebe: Yeah! Oh, c'mere, Marcel! Oh, Marcel, c'mere!
Phoebe: Yeah, think so. Oh! (She notices the tranquiliser dart has hit her in the butt and removes it) Huh. (Sways back) Whoah.
Monica: Oh gosh.
Ross: Marc- oh, this is ridiculous! We've been all over the neighbourhood. He's gone, he's-he's just gone.
Ross: Oh come on. It's cold, it's dark, he doesn't know the Village. (Kicks a sign in frustration) And now I have a broken foot. I have no monkey, and a broken foot! Thank you very much.
Rachel: Ross, I said I'm sorry like a million times. What do you want me to do? You want me to break my foot too? Okay, I'm gonna break my foot, right here. (Kicks the sign) Ow!! Oh! Oh my God, oh my God! There, are you happy now?!
Ross: Oh, no no no. Nono, this is just vintage Rachel. I mean, things just sort of happen around you. I mean, you're off in Rachel-land, doing your Rachel-thing, totally oblivious to people's monkeys, or to people's feelings...
Ross: Oh, forget it, okay?
Phoebe: Oh, this is so intense. One side of my butt is totally asleep, and the other side has no idea.
Rachel: Oh, c'mon, Luisa!
Rachel: Oh, Ross, c'mon. It's my fault, I almost lost your...
Ross and Rachel: Oh!
Phoebe: Oh. Oooh! Ooh! Ooh! (She stands up and starts to dance around) Ooh! My butt cheek is waking up! Oooh! Ooh!
Rachel: Oh Ross, come on! You just did what you had to do.
Phoebe: Oh no-no, no, I made a promise to myself that the next time I would talk to Ursula would be over my dead body. And thats not happening til October 15th, 2032.
Ross: Oh, thanks. Oh, you're the best. (They hug.)
Chandler: Oh, I think I have the cash.
Big Nosed Rachel: Oh totally, totally. Y'know it's not that big of deal, we already kinda did it once y'know.
Chandler: Oh that's not true.
Rachel: Oh, I don't know. I don't know.
Rachel: Oh no, you're the best.
Monica: Oh, good.
Rachel: Oh God, I really had a good time!
Rachel: Oh, honey that's awful.
Rachel: Oh God, ohh, okay, y'know what, do you think ah, do you think that you just forget that I told you this?
MONICA: Oh, I'll have an espresso. Oh acutally, I'll get it. If I ask you to, you'll probably end up drinking it yourself.
Chandler: Oh yea, your right. Its the second one.
Fat Monica: Oh gosh, listen if you and Chip do it tonight, promise me you'll tell me everything.
RICHARD: Oh, no, honey, I mean, don't worry, I like hanging out with those guys. It's fun for me. They're different than my other friends, they don't start sentences with, 'You know who just died shoveling snow?'
Monica: Oh my God! You're water broke!
Phoebe: Oh my God!
Bitsy: She actually makes me miss that pill-popping ex-wife of his. (Mike walks in) Oh, hello dear...
Rachel: I don't know, I mean, this is just my initial gut feeling... but I'm thinking... oh, I'm thinking it'd be really great.
Joey: (clinks his glass) Id like to propose a toast. To Monica and Chandler, the greatest couple in the world. And my best friends. Now, my when I first found out they were getting married I was, I was a little angry. I was like, (overly angry) "Why God? Why? How can you take them away from me?!" But then I thought back over all our memories together, some happy memories. (Does a fake laugh.) And-and there was some sad memories. (Starts to break down and cry.) Im sorry. And-and some scared memoriesWhoa! (He jumps back, startled.) Eh? And then, and then I realized Ill always be their friend, their friend who can speak in many dialects and has training in stage combat and is willing to do partial nudity. (Starts to walk away, but realizes something.) Oh! To the happy couple!
Chandler: Oh no.
Phoebe: Oh my God, she's so stupid!
Monica: Oh thats a great idea. Youre really good on the phone.
Joey: Hello! (Listens.) Oh yeah! (To Chandler) It's the apartment manager; Ross put us down as references. (To the apartment manager.) Ross is the greatest guy you'll ever meet! Yeah, he's very reliable.
Joey: Oh my!
Rachel: Oh! Well, as a single woman, who is available, I think you look great!
Chandler: Oh no problem, maybe Ill play with my left hand.
Mrs. Waltham: Oh, am I on the radio?
Chandler: Oh, yeah, sure, its not mine anyway. It can with the pants.
Phoebe: Oh, just ask him!
Monica: Oh, would you let it go already?! Youre fine!
PHOEBE: You guys are so pathetic, I, oh, OH, XANADU! OH.
Chloe: Oh, well I tell Issac everything.
Ross: (sarcastically) Oh Great! After I finish my wine I'm going to blow my... eh. average-sized brains out.
Dr. Harad: (laughing) Oh Fonzie.
Chandler: Oh.
Monica: Oh, great!
Phoebe: Oh my God!
Rachel: Oh, how does he look? How does he look?
Mrs. Green: Oh, Im so happy Im gonna do this for my little girl. Aw, look at you. You have tears in your eyes.
Joey: Oh my God.
Rachel: Oh!... Oh and Emma, look at your stuffed animals lined up so neatly!
Kathy: Oh wow. I really wish youd call me.
Monica: Oh no-no-no, stay, stay, stay, just keep talking. Im always the hostess.
Monica: Oh that's great!
Monica: Oh my God, are you out of a job?
Monica: Oh my God! Hes gonna rat me out!
Ross: Oh that is so great! That's
Joey: Hey come on now, this is a real date. Uh, so nice place you got here. Foosball, huh? Pizza box. Oh, a subscription to Playboy, my kind of woman.
Phoebe: Oh, I can't believe you called her fat.
Ross: Oh no-no-no! Oh-no! (Emily starts to run out and Ross chases her.) No! No! Emily!
Chandler: Oh no-no-no-no-no-no, vomit tux! No-no, vomit tux!
Ross: Yeahoh! Hey listen umm, Emily found this wedding dress in London
Eric: Oh umm, Im the solar system. (Hes wearing a black sweater with the planets glued on around the sun.) Yeah, my students helped me make itI teach the second grade.
Lady: Oh, sure. I’m showing it to someone else right now, but please, look around.
Rachel: Oh yeah! I know.
Rachel: Oh my God, Le Poo, our dog!
Rachel: (interrupting) Oh my God! My dog died!
Phoebe: Oh, the Olympics.
Chandler: Oh, is it on the computer, cuz I'd love to give it a read...?
Rachel: Oh yeah! (Turns to face him.)
Chandler: Oh, come on! You've been acting strange all day!
Mr. Treeger:: Thank you, listen, thanks a lot Tribbiani, (checks watch). Oh my God, look at the time, I gotta catch the bus to the ball.
Ross: No! Oh, no-no-no. Hey, you weren't bad, you've been very good, Ben.
Rachel: Oh hi!
MONICA: Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God.
Rachel: Oh I know, my God, this is sothis rice is soI am so good.
MR. GREENE: Oh hello Ross, where have you been?
Janice: (Ross is still taking their photo) Oh, I'm gonna blow this one up, and I'm gonna write 'Reunited' in glitter.
Rachel: (seeing Ross and Bonnie inside Central Perk) Oh my God! Phoebe look, its Ross and that girl.
Rachel: Oh, Ross
JOEY: Oh man, she's so smokin, she has got the greatest set of. . . no guys around, huh.
Rachel: Oh, yeah, I had too. There was never any parking by the Psychology building.
Joey: (shocked) Oh! Ohh! Oh!!
Joey: Oh, hey. Come on man, don't look at me like that, she used to drive you nuts before too, remember?
Monica: Oh my God, you cant even see where the Titanic hit it.
Monica: Oh, I don't know. Maybe, um, "That was nice?" Admit something to me? "I'll call you?"
Chandler: Oh, then no thanks. What the hell was that? Mental note: If Jill Goodacre offers you gum, you take it. If she offers you mangled animal carcass, you take it.
MRS GREEN: Oh my god, there's an unattractive nude man playing the cello.
Ross: HEY, SHE'S FAST!! OKAY?!! (Chandler is so shocked at Ross's outburst that he drops his spoon and backs up) Oh! You-you think you can be beat me? Let's go! Outside!!
Phoebe: Oh, I hate this. Everything's changing.
Phoebe: Oh, ok, you know what I don't get? The way guys can do so many mean things, and then not even care.
Chandler: Oh, because we love kids. Love ‘em to death.Well, not actually to death, that's just a figure of speech - we love kids the appropriate amount... as allowed by law.
Phoebe: Oh I just miss him so much!
Chandler: Oh, come on Monica, reliving past pain and getting depressed is what Thanksgiving is all about. Y'know, for me anyway. And of course, the Indians.
Ross: Oh, thanks, thanks. So Monica tells me that uh, you dont want to play anymore because me and y'know my talent. Is that true?
Rachel: Oh my God, honey, I'm so sorry!
Phoebe: Oh, look-look, Joey's on TV! Isn't that great? My pledge got Joey on TV! Oh that makes me feelOh no! (Realizes that her deed made her happy and therefore it's selfish and covers her mouth in horror.)
Joey: Oh yeah? (Puts the hat on.) If youre gonna make me choose between you and the hat? I choose the hat.
RACH: Oh, I know, I'm sorry you guys. You're just gonna have to get used to the fact that I will not be dating Ross.
Rachel: (Into the phone) Hello? (announces to Amy) Oh, it's our nanny! (goes back to the phone conversation) Hi! Oh... God! I hope you feel better! Ok, bye! (Hangs up) (To Ross) That's Molly, she's sick. Can you watch Emma today?
Chandler: Oh my God!
Phoebe: Oh, I know.
Monica: Oh. I guess you can. Okay but; I-I have to return it, so you cant like it.
Rachel: Late thirties? Oh come on you guys! Is it just me? Am I overreacting to this?
Ross: Oh, no! The MET! The Metropolitan Museum of Art.
Rachel: Oh, I went to have pizza. With Danny.
Chandler: Oh God, kindergarten flashback.
Joey: Oh yeah, yeah! He's done tons of commercials. I've seen him in like Sugar Smacks, Playstation, and that one for the phone company. In fact he was so good in that one, he actually convinced me to switch phone companies. Chandler was mad .