words in movies
Monica: (entering) Phoebe? (Phoebe comes back into the living room) Oh, Phoebe, I'm so sorry. Have you been here long?
Phoebe: Richard Simmons?! Oh my God!
Phoebe: Oh! Okay, that actually makes more sense. So how was it?
Phoebe: Oh, I can't believe you guys lasted a whole year!
Chandler: Oh, but it's not 'til tomorrow!
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, he just doesn't want us to go through any trouble. Think of how excited he'll be when we go out and surprise him! Plus we get to have our own, ani-Vegas-ary! A-Nevadaversary!
Phoebe: Oh please, you are not gonna ditch again like you did with London.
Rachel: Oh no, wait a minute, wait, I've got a presentation tomorrow. I can't miss that.
Ross: Oh, but I've got tickets to the Van Gogh exhibit! I've been waiting like a year for this.
Phoebe: Oh yeah, so you can walk around naked.
Chandler: Okay! (He grabs his carryon and starts rummaging through it.) Oh man! Dont tell me I did this!
Monica: Oh that's okay. Dont worry about it, you can give it to me when we get back.
Phoebe: (sitting down) Oh good! All right, so you decided to tell him about the Richard thing.
Phoebe: Oh no. [The patented version.]
Chandler: Oh yeah! Yeah, so you-you bumped into Richard! You grabbed a bite! It's no big deal. (He still ain't happy.)
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: (in his head) Oh my God! That's Rachel naked! I can't look at that! I am looking at this. (Looks back at his book.) Okay, vivid colors, expressive brush strokesUnless she wants me to be looking at that. She knows I'm home. She knows I can see her. What kind of game is she playing? I think maybe someone's lonely tonight. Oh-ho, Dr. Geller! Stop it! You're being silly! Or, am I?
Ross: Oh so-so you weren't trying to entice me just now with your-your nakedness?
Rachel: (gasps) Oh God, you saw me?! Oh!
Rachel: Okay. Oh wait! One more thing umm, do-do we still need to uh settle the question of "us?"
Phoebe: For 99 cents, I'd eat you. (Sees the casino) Okay, I can totally settle down here. It's got everything I could ever want, including Joey! Look! (Points to Joey in his gladiator suit posing for a picture with two old ladies.) Oh! Look! Hi!
Chandler: Oh my God.
Monica: Oh y'know what? If you're gonna be acting like this all night, I really, I don't even want to be around you.
Rachel: What are you talking about Pheebs? (Takes out her compact) I don't (She gasps when she looks in the mirror and sees her face.) (To Ross) Oh my God, you drew on me?!
Phoebe: Oh. What's a lurker?
Ross: Oh my God! Rach-Rach, are-are-are you sure?
Ross: (on the phone) Yes, hello. I have a question. Umm, I used your pen to draw on my friend's face. (Listens) A beard and a moustache. (Listens and laughs) Thank you. (Rachel turns around and glares at him.) No, she didn't think so. (Listens) I know it's like (turns and sees Rachel staring at him and quickly changes the subject) anyway, umm well make-up didn't cover it and we've tried everything to get it off and nothing's worked. What-what do we do? (Listens) Yeah. (Listens) Uh-huh. (Listens) Yeah. (Listens) Oh! Okay. (Listens) Okay, thank you! (Rachel gets excited at his tone.) (Hangs up the phone) Yeah, it's not coming off.
Ross: Oh, come on! Rach, it's-it's not that bad.
Ross: Oh, hey y'know, they-they really overcharge you for that stuff. (Rachel glares at him.) But who cares?! Because it's all on me! (Rachel reaches into the fridge and pulls out two handfuls of those mini booze bottles.) (Watching her.) That is, one big drink!
Joey: (stopping him) Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Whoa-whoa! We could have our own show! Y'know we could clap our hands together people will love it! Huh? And-and-and I wrote a song for us! (Singing, to the tune of This Land is Your Land) This hand is your hand! This hand is my hand! Oh wait, that's your hand! No wait, it's my hand!
Rachel: Oh my God, I'm starting to look like my great aunt, Muriel.
Monica: Oh, that's because I had lunch with RichMe neither! Okay, what do I want now?
Phoebe: Oh well, lost again. (She gets up and slowly moves away. The lurker scurries in and takes her spot, only this time Phoebe set a trap for her and catches her in the act.) That's it! You and me, outside!
Phoebe: Oh, okay. (Walks out.)
Phoebe: Oh my God! May I just say that you two gentlemen have the exact same hands! They're identical! Now, I've never seen anything like that in the business world.
Joey: Me?! Oh come on, man! You can't do this! Come on! (Being dragged out by the guard) I'm your hand twin!!
Chandler: Oh, that's The Wedding March. Does, does that freak you out?
Rachel: (on the answering machine) Oh, come on, miss, isn't there any way that you can just let me off...
Monica: Oh man!
Phoebe: Oh yeah.
Monica: Hello...? Oh hi... Oh my God...! Really...? I can't wait to tell Chandler... Ok, goodbye. (hangs up)
Phoebe: Oh! (Phoebe walks away smiling.)
Monica: Oh, Rach! Rach! Umm hey, could you do me a favor and would talk to Chandlers dad and try to keep him away from Chandlers mom?
Joey: Oh. Okay. Hey, can I ride this outside?
Joey: Oh, come on Rach! My turn just started!
RACHEL: Oh, come on, would you just grab my ass.
Rachel: Oh! I would love to read a poem.
All: Oh!!
Rachel: Oh, could somebody give me a hand with this zipper?
Rachel: Oh!
Chandler: Hi! Im Dorf! Youre date for the evening. (Monica walks away in disgust) Oh come on! Dorf on dating, thats good stuff!!
Rachel: Oh yeah, now everybody wants to be under this hat!
Rachel: Oh yeah he's too cute to be straight.
Rachel: Oh, Monica, you think Skippy liked you? Honey, all those buys had a bet to see if he can knock you over.
Rachel: Okay. Okay, see now the one with the feather boa? Thats Dr. Francis. She used to be a man. Oh look! There(Marcel (Katie) jumps away)Okay. (And runs behind her on the back of the couch for a little while.)
Cecilia: Oh, just years of experience.
Cecilia: Oh that was a real person?!
Joey: Oh anyway, I just wanted to say how wonderful I think you are.
Ross: (overacting as well) Yeah! Yeah! (Laughs.) Oh, this will make a great memory.
Dr. Harad: Oh no-no-no. Fonzie is the nickname of Arthur Fonzerelli. The Fonz.
Ross: Oh really. Is that how you felt when you turned thirty?
The Wedding Guest: Oh, I used to work with Frannie.
Joey: Oh yeah, sure, no problem, Ill justhold on one second. (He turns around and puts his hand in his pants and groans in relief.) (In a relaxed voice.) "Hey Timmy, Ive got a surprise for you!"
Ross: (gasps) Hi... There she is. Hi Emma. Oh my God, I missed you. (kisses her) Oh Emma, I missed you so much. Hey... Did you have a good time with grandma Green? Huh? Did she give you a bottle of anti-depressants again to use as a rattle? (to Rachel)
Phoebe: No. No! Yes! Ahh. Oh, would you look at that Monica? I just knocked off all of your top scores, how sad.
EDDIE: Oh, right, all right, you know what pallie I understand, consider me gone, you know what, I'll be out by the time you get home from work tomorrow.
Woman: Mine havent been so bad. Oh! Here comes one now. (Hums then squeals a little bit.) Oh, that was a big one!
Rachel: Oh Phoebe!
Phoebe: Oh? And how will you know what time to come over?
Joey: Oh thats great! Oh thank you so much!
Ross: Oh, we went to see a collection of Victorian doorknobs and the Cupert-Hewitt museum.
Lizzie: What? (She opens the envelope Phoebe has given her.) Oh my God, there's really money in here.
Rachel: Oh, I dont know, I guess, Chris ODonnel, John F. Kennedy, Jr., Daniel Day Lewis, Sting, and Parker Stevenson.
Elizabeth: Oh, dont worry I have plenty of sun block, its SPF-30.
Phoebe: Oh! Im a masseuse. I give people massages and stuff.
Monica: (on phone) Uh, Michelle. Yeah, that was me, I-I dialed your number by mistake. (listens) Oh, you're so sweet. Yeah, we were a great couple. I know I really miss him. Well, you know how it is, it's that....
Monica: Oh yeah, of course. I'm fine it's just that(She drops the box and in a reflex action tries to catch it with her arm, the knife slips out and slowly flips through the air and comes point first down into Chandler's shoe.)
Monica: (taking the phone) Hello, this is Monica... Yeah??? Oh... (Smiles at Rachel to reassure her) Okay, yes, we'll be right, we'll be right down.(Listens) Thank you. (Hangs up)
Cecilia: Oh that explains all the womens underwear.
Monica: (To Chandler) You kissed a guy?!! Oh my God.
Phoebe: Oh! Oh! Oh! Okay, fine, fine. Now I don't feel so bad about sleeping with Jason Hurley.
Monica: Oh my God! A friend hes looking at differently, but its wrong. Its Rachel!
Joey: Oh noo
Ross: Oh, umm, I'm just getting rid of a couple of things.
Rachel: Oh, yeah go ahead.
Ross: Oh, she isnt home.
Chandler: Oh, okay. (Hands her the money.) Here you go.
Ross: Oh really? Well I-I guess Monica should know about Atlantic City.
Monica: Oh, Im sorry. Can I get you something?
Phoebe: Oh.
Rachel: Oh that.
Monica: Oh its so cute. I wonder what age it is when you stop being able to put both legs over your head.
Chandler: Oh you got a wedding dress? Thats great!
Phoebe: Oh. (Joey flips the pancake and Phoebe catches it and throws it on her plate.)
Charlie: Oh yeah! Hey, save the cork and then we can fill the bottle with water and put it back so they don't charge you.
Phoebe: Oh my God, you guys are selling the entertainment center?
Rachel: Oh damnit!
Rachel: Oh crap!
Chandler: Oh, I just went for a walk, around the living room. Whatever
Ben: Oh crap!
Ben: Oh damnit!
Rachel: Hey. (After she leaves.) Oh, poor Pheebs.
Rachel: Uhh, because Im trying to play hard to get. Oh, quick hes looking over here, say something funny.
Phoebe: Oh my God! (Joey looks at her.) Im sorry, too soon. You go.
Phoebe: No. (Pause) Oh wait yes! I do, I do have one question. What is toner?
Ross: Oh and you know what, it will be even better tomorrow, because I won't be constantly interrupted by Joey checking to see if they put chocolates on my pillow yet. (Someone knocks on the door, Ross goes to open and it's Joey, Rachel and Chandler).
Ross: Ok, ok! I'm gonna go hide! Oh, this is so exciting, my first mourner! (he hides in the bedroom and closes the door)
Joey: Oh, no! (Starts that screaming thing again. Rachel stops him by pulling his fingers out of his ears.)
Rachel: Oh, come on! Saran Wrap on the toilet seat, you dont think thats just a little funny?!
Phoebe: Oh hey!
Joey: What, oh, oh, oh, no, no, I cant, I cant tell you that, its like the most awful, horrible thing Ive ever done my whole life.
Frank: Oh, I knew youd be so cool about this. All right, ah, hey, do you want to meet her?
Rachel: Oh no, at the Grammies I always win.
Rachel: Oh my God you stole her award!
PHOEBE: No no no, doggie please. Oh, I do so wanna love all animals, please no.
Rachel: Oh, my-my new assistant has very happy that I hired my new assistant.
Chandler: Oh really?! You think youre stronger? Why dont you prove it? (He pushes Ross who starts to fall backwards until Mona catches him.)
Joey: Oh uh, one of the writers.
Phoebe: Oh, wait, wait. Clogs, or claws?
Chandler: (imitating Monica) Oh, and you know whose knowledge of her ex-boyfriend is shocking? Monica!
Monica: (very excited) Oh, and you know who's selling a great apartment? Richard!
Phoebe: Oh! You got it?!
Phoebe: (To Joey) Oh hey! How was your audition?
Kathy: Oh! (They kiss and she leaves)
Joey: (on phone) Oh my God!
Pete: Oh, one other thing. Hoshi thinks that you being ringside may have affected my concentration.
Monica: Oh boy me too!
Monica: Oh, yknow what, I cant, it really kills.
Rachel: Oh yeah, she can't be herself.
Phoebe: Well for the regular guy, its bad, but Chandler, Oh dear God!
Megan: I know! I almost called off my wedding. Oh, whos your band?!
Ross: Oh. Oh, thats right. So-so you did see me that day because it seemed like you didnt.
Ross: Oh.
Rachel: Ooh... oooh... (pause) (Rachel is all bah-jiggity about Joey) oh, ah... (pause) (to Monica) Can I ask you a question?
Woman: Oh thank you.
Chandler: Oh, I'm sorry, am I getting in the way of all the room switching fun?
Chandler: Nah, not so much. Alright, now we smoke. (Takes a puff.) Oh.. my.. God. (He continues to smoke.)