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: Oh I see, so this suit is making a point.
Monica: Oh God! Hes gonna come by and borrow some candles for his big date!
Elizabeth: Oh hey! Here they are!
Phoebe: (she stops reading from the script) Oh my God.
Chandler: Oh, so youre going with the teacher, huh?
Chandler: Oh, ok.
Chandler: Oh thats great!
Chandler: Oh, are we playing this?!
Phoebe: Oh yeah, youre solid. Yeah, youre just no me.
Ross: Oh, I love that guy! (Laughs.)
Chandler: Oh my God!
Ross: Oh my God!
Rachel: Oh no, I really dont want any(He takes the picture)Oh! Thank you. Oh. Oh Ross
Janice: Oh.... my.... God.
Monica: Yknow, I think if I were going to be with a woman. (Chandler is intrigued.) Itd, itd be with someone like Michelle, she was so oh, she was so petite.
Joey: Oh thats too bad. Ive kinda been saving up. (She just looks at him in horror.) Uh, are you sure theres no studies I can participate in?
Ross: (on the phone) Hello? (Listens.) No she cant come to the phone right now. (Listens.) Oh, right no problem. Okay, bye-bye. (Hangs up.)
Julie: Oh, listen you guys. I have this friend at Bloomingdale's who's quitting tomorrow and he wants to abuse his discount. So, anyone want to come with me and take advantage of it?
Phoebe: Oh! All right. Now, let's not do this!
Chandler: Oh my God!
Monica: All right shut up for a second and let me just see something. (She kisses him back on the lips) Oh, wow! (They then hug and kiss, very passionately.)
Monica: Oh, hes catching up to her!
Joey: Oh, well Im uh
Monica: Oh yeah? Well when you learned how to dance did you forget how to put on underpants?
Phoebe: (seeing her dress) Oh God. So-so youre making porn movies.
Ross: Oh my God. I mean
Rachel: (as she's being dragged) What are you? Monica!! Stop it!! Oh my God! Stop it! (Monica drags her totally onto the floor and on her back.)
Phoebe: Oh, I'm going to give him something else besides joy, just (She scowls at him.)
Rachel: Oh! Ross is sooo great!
Phoebe: Oh right, maybe Ill just go home.
Rachel: Oh good.
Rachel: (seeing him) Oh hi!
Phoebe: Oh no! Not that guy! He does look like him though.
Rachel: Oh. We?
Rachel: (chasing after him) Oh, wait! Sorry, Mr. Paul? Mr. Paul?
Ross: Oh God, thank you! (Runs and gives all of them a group hug.) Umm, uh, Mr. Stevens Id like you to meet my friends uh, this is Phoebe, Monica, and Chandler.
Joey: Oh yeah, I added three.
Monica: Oh God, is it 6:30? Buzz him in!
Kathy: (entering) Hey! (sees whats on TV) Oh God, is that Baywatch?
Rachel: Oh its important!
Ross: Oh, yeah I know, I know, it's a lot of boxes, but again I really appreciate you guys letting me stay here.
Chandler: Oh.
CHANDLER: Ohhh [turns as if to hug someone] Oh no, wait a minute, I have no one.
Monica: (sympathetic) Oh. (in a pirates voice) So you made her walk the plank? Aye, matie?
Chandler: Oh my good God.
Joey: Thank you. Cha-ching! (Chandler starts to leave) Oh, well hello Mr. Lincoln. Better luck next time buddy. (Chandler leaves and closes the door) And the drinks are on me!
Ross: Oh, I-I don't know, it's kind of expensive for a studio.
Chandler: Oh Im so sorry man! Is there anything I can do?
Chandler: Oh, ok, 'cause we never do that.
Phoebe: Oh, nobody's judging you. (They all turn and look at Ross.)
All: Oh! Oh! (they all recoil in horror)
Kristen: Oh Id like that.
Phoebe: Oh yeah, like there are police for that!
Monica: Oh thats great!
Joey: Oh man! (Hits Chandler)
Aurora: (moves Chandler's arm and look at his watch.) Oh my God, I'm late. (She starts to get up.)
Rachel: Oh my God! Youre a 30 year old virgin!
Joey: Oh well, its not on TV yet.
Phoebe: Oh, no, I have the cutest Christmas story!
Chandler: Oh since forever! I used to go all over town listening to bands!
Rachel: Oh Pheebs.
Monica: (to her son) Oh, hey handsome! Oh, I'm gonna love you so much that no woman is ever gonna be good enough for you! (To Chandler, on the verge of tears) Oh, we are so lucky!
Joey: Oh you should, its great.
Mrs. Green: Oh no-no-no-no sweetheart, you stay put. Ill let myself out. Its like Im not here, which I almost wasnt.
Ross: Oh my God! I love this apartment! Isn't it perfect?! I can't believe I never realized how great it is!
Rachel: Oh my God! You look so beautiful!
Monica: Oh, I love museums!
Monica: Oh no!
Monica: Ohh Oh, thats okay I hate when people come back to complement the chef. Like I have nothing better to do! So whats up?
Monica: Oh please, he didnt hear it! He didnt hear it!!
Elizabeth: Oh no-no believe me, Im leaving as soon as possible!
Jill: Oh great! (Goes to get it as the phone rings.)
Monica: Oh, about five minutes. Right now theyre interviewing his opponent. Apparently he trains by going to Iran and pulling the arms off thieves.
Phoebe: Yeah. (BEAT) Oh, I know what we can do. We could set Ross and Rachel up on horrible dates, so that they'll realise how good they are together.
Monica: Oh my God! He just said my name! Did you hear that?
Rachel: Oh, you're not gonna tell the whole story about how your parents got divorced again are you?
Ross: Oh perfect, we were just gonna see if you wanted to go.
Chandler: Oh all right.
Ross: Oh yeah! Wasnt she uh (Does the international sign for big boobies.)
Rachel: Oh my God! It sure didnt look this way when I lived here.
Joanna: Oh God, we just clicked! Yknow how people just click? Like he came by to pick me up, and I opened the door, and it was just like, click! Did he tell you?
Rachel: Oh!
Monica: Oh May 15th.
Paul: Oh, I couldnt eat now.
Joey: Oh, so your weekend was a total bust?
Phoebe: Oh my God! How bad was it?
Phoebe: It's a tarantula! (Joey almost falls down from his drum-stool jumping up) Oh! God! Rachel, look, I'm sorry. What was I thinking giving Joey this big, gross, scary spider in such a poorly constructed cage?
Phoebe: I'll get it, okay. (answers phone) Hi, Monica and Rachel's. (listens) Yeah, just a second, can I ask who's calling. (to Monica) Oh, ew, it's Michelle! Ew! She, she must have that Caller Id thing. You should get that.
Ross: Oh. (Starts to get his money)
Rachel: Oh my God! Oh my God!!
Monica: Oh, we have some
Chandler: Oh, I cant go.
Rachel: Oh, oh, and hey-hey-hey, those little spelling tips will come in handy when youre at home on Saturday nights playing Scrabble with Monica!!
Phoebe: Oh my God Chandler, the one you picked is gone. Its over!
Phoebe: Oh, look at little Leslie stretching in her sleep.
Rachel: Oh yeah surfer?
Mrs. Geller: (less than pleased) Oh yes of course, hello Chandler.
Customer: Oh John! Great!
Paul: Oh, here they are right here. (Picks them up from underneath the corner of the couch.)
Phoebe: Lets see. (Looking at the picture) Oh my God! Oh But no! No! You cant-you cant hire him, because thatits not professional. Umm, this is for me (The picture) yes? Thanks. (Puts it in her pocket.)