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, thank you... (looks at his face trying to remember his name)
Rachel: Oh.
Rachel: Oh come on, what are you talking about? Youve got three years painting houses. Two whole summers at T.G.I. Fridays, come on!
Rachel: (very excited) Oh my God!
Joey: Oh, I-I, I think that's the first time I ever missed a meal! (Checks his pants.) Yeah, my pants are a little loose!
Woman: Oh hey, how are you?
Rita: Oh! (they shake hands)
Mike: Oh! Why don't you introduce me?
Phoebe: ...Oh crap!
Monica: Oh, sorry!
Joey: Oh, yeah, sure, easy for you, you're young. Me, I'm set in my ways.
Chandler: Oh yeah?
Mr Zelner: Oh right, uhm, Don?
Chandler: Oh God, I can't believe I'm even considering this... I'm very very aware of my tongue...
Monica: Oh, you know, my flock is good, I mean, yeah, my flock pretty much takes care of themselves at this point. Good flock. Flock, flock, flock.
Janice: Oh my God!
Rachel: Oh, let me see! (grabs picture) Oh, God, is he just the sweetest thing? You must just want to kiss him all over!
Monica: Oh, who cares, they still love me! "I am so excited..."
Monica: Olivia? I thought she was marrying Connor! (pause) Oh right, real life more important.
Ross: Okay, and oh Im gonna need a bunch of extra keys. Apparently I give them away for no reason at all.
Janice: Oh... my...
Janice: Oh, me too... (laughs)
Monica: Oh, Rachel, sweetie, look, here's a really cute picture of Joey and you at the reception.
Rachel: Oh! Oh, I'm so happy.
Ross: Yeah, yeah, oh! (They hug)
Rachel: Oh, that sounds good!
Monica: Oh, yeah, right! And after I took a shower this morning I just threw my towel on the floor! Oh God, it hurts to even joke about it.
Rachel: Oh, well. Everything that I need (she takes her bag) is in here and my travel documents are on the counter organized in the order that I will be needing them.
Rachel: Shoot. Oh, I can't believe I did this!
Joey: Oh, she's putting Emma down, she'll be over in a second.
Phoebe: Oh no... Have you thought about it how complicated this could get? What about Ross?
Rachel: Oh, Pheebs, I don't even know where to start.
RICHARD: Oh, yeah, I don't like you this way. All right, I'll see you guys later.
Ross: Are you kidding? Oh my God...
Rachel: Oh honey, this is his office too. I told you we're Joanna's two assistants.
Rachel: Okay. Oh...
Rachel: Oh!
Rachel: Oh honey...
David: Oh, certainly. That's a combination of Bernoulli's principle and Newton's third law of motion.
Phoebe Sr: (on phone) Ah, oh, hang on a second. (to Phoebe) Come in, come in. (on phone) All right, so think about it, and call me back. (hangs up)
Rachel: Oh... (holding Ross's shoulder) Well...
Rachel: Oh, you guys. This was an amazing night. Thank you so much. I love you. Good night.
Ross: Mona umm Clickclocken. The famous botanist? Huh? Oh no shes uhwell shes dead now. No, supposedly she was once quite the hottie of the plant world.
Monica: Oh my God!
Monica: Uh oh yeah, she did. Uh, he did. (To Chandler) She? (To the waiter) Im-Im sorry Im new. I dont
Chandler: Oh my God!
Monica: Oh my God!
Rachel: Oh you're not. You're not gonna get in the middle of anything, don't worry about Ross really, really.(She hears the noise of the key in the lock) Oh! Hide! That's Ross! Hide! Hide!
Chandler: Oh my God!
Ross: Oh. This was amazing.
Rachel: Oh, well, I...It's kind of weird talking to you about this, but...
Phoebe: Oh, you’re right! I was just kidding about Rachel. Babysitting is a gas!
Chandler: Oh well, this was a really important experience for me, and I wanted to share it with you.
Steve: Oh look, you don't have to give it too me right now! You can slip it under my door. (Points to his apartment across the hall.)
Ross: Oh my God!
Ross: Oh, I.. I don't know. We didn't really get to talk.
Joey: Oh my God. You and Rachel?
Rachel: Oh sorry didnt mean to interrupt. Its just such a beautiful space; do you do a lot of weddings here?
Monica: Oh, you did it!
Chandler: Oh, yeah! These are the faces of two people in the know!
Monica: (To Erica) Oh my God, he's beautiful. Thank you so much.
Joey: Oh my God! What did you say?
Joey: Oh, you're not taking her with you tonight?
Ross: Oh my God!
Rachel: Oh... Bye guys.
Monica: Oh, look at these little bunnies!
Phoebe: (disappointed) Oh, good for you.
Phoebe: How sweet! Oh, is that the baby?
Monica: Oh my God Rach. Bean bag chairs.
Joey: Oh, Oh, you're right! I don't want that. I can't date her!
Ross: Oh my God! You did that yourself?
Rachel: Oh my God!
Ross: Oh my God!
Rachel: Oh.
Ross: Oh my God.
Ross: Oh my God!
Rachel: Hi! Oh my gosh!
Joey: Oh, they're so cute! Now, what, what kinds are they?
Rachel: Oh my gosh. Wow, so beautiful.
Phoebe: Oh yeah? Well, tell me which one, and I'll try slip it in my coat.
Rachel: Ross, what are you talking about? (she sees the cake) oh! Oh my God! They put my baby’s face on a penis!
Joey: No, Chandler. Look, forget about it, okay? Look, I know things have been a little tight since Janine moved out. Oh, was she hot.
Rachel: Alright, now I really have to go. Okay. Au revoir! Oh, they're gonna really hate me over there.
Rachel: Oh, Im sorry I spoiled youre evening.
Ross: Oh my God, Phoebe, slow down!
Chandler: Oh, ain't this nice? It's so quiet, I could just lie here all day.
Joey: Oh!
Monica: Oh..
Chandler: Oh, don't worry, we'll find them.
Monica: Oh God! What did I just step on?
Joey: Oh! They're in the table!
Joey: Oh!
Chandler: Oh yes! Just had me a little nubbin-ectomy. Yep! Two nipples, no waiting.
Joey: Oh my God!
Joey: Oh God! So what do we do?
Rachel: Oh.
Rachel: Im sorry, as I was saying the store number is wrong, and Im sorry but thats... (notices a fire that Rosss candle has started) Oh my God!!
Rachel: Oh, shoot. I had it. Oh, I can't believe this.
Joey: Oh, I-I think Im gonna stick with the V, I wanna see how this bad boy turns out.
Monica: Oh, wait, wait, wait! Here they go again.