words in movies
JOEY: Yep, this kiss thing is defiantly a problem, Mr. Beatty wants to see it again on Monday. Man, I gotta figure out what I'm doing wrong. Oh, okay, one of you girls come over here and kiss me.
PHOEBE: Uh-huh, let's go. (they move in to kiss) Oh, wait I have gum. Okay. (they kiss rather passionately) Good, very good, firm but tender. I'd recommend you to a friend.
PHOEBE: (laughing) Oh my God, you look so good!
RICHARD: Oh, yeah, I don't like you this way. All right, I'll see you guys later.
MONICA: Oh God, you are about to get sooo lucky.
RICHARD: Oh, yeah!
RICHARD: Oh, hey. I love children, I have children. I just don't want to be 70 when our kids go off to college, and our lives can finally start.
JOEY: Oh, Richard's here. I should run down say bye to him (runs out)
CHANDLER: Oh, it's a website, it's the, uh, the Guggenheim (sp?, I'm not an art guy) museum. See, she likes art, and I like funny words.
JOEY: Oh, well. Just ask her how long she's gonna live. Women live longer than men.
RICHARD: Oh, that's why you never see pigeons at sushi bars.(they both start laughing at Richard's poor joke) See, we're having fun.
MONICA: Oh, absolutely. Yeah, you know I'm not even thinking about that thing that we're not supposed to think about.
RACHEL: Oh my God this is sooo humiliating. I think the only thing that tops that was, was, was when I was in the eight grade and I had to sing the Copa Cabana in front of the entire school. I think I got about two lines into it before I ran and freaked out. Oh my God, my entire life is flashing before my eyes.
RACHEL: Oh Ross, would you stop, you got me, I'm dating you.
RACHEL: Oh hi, Mr. Wineburg, hi Mrs. Wineburg.
RACHEL: Oh, hi!
MINDY: Oh my God, I'm married!
RACHEL: Oh honey, I'm so proud of you, Min.
BARRY: (entering) Min. Oh Rach, you're still here, at our wedding, they were packing up the chopped liver about now.
PHOEBE: Oh, my.
PHOEBE: Oh, yeah! Okay! Great! Go, man, go put on your shoes, and, and march out there and meet her! (Chandler runs and picks up his shoes) Oh, wait, no, no you have to take a shower, 'cause, eww. (Chandler runs to the bathroom, as the computer bing-bongs) No, you know what you have to answer her, answer her first. (Chandler runs to the computer) No, no, you know what make some coffee 'cause its too much. (Chandler walks slowly into the kitchen)
RACHEL: Oh dear God.
MONICA: Oh my God!
MONICA: Oh my God, I can't believe what I'm getting ready to say. I wanna have a baby, but I don't wanna have one with someone who doesn't really wanna have one.
CHANDLER: Where is she, Where is she? (grabs Rachel) Oh, hey, I have a question, where is she?
CHANDLER: (noticing a beautiful blond walking in) Ooh, oh, oh, that's her.
CHANDLER: Oh my God! (it's Janice)
JANICE: OH.....MY.....GAWD!! (Chandler rushes over and kisses her)
ALL: OH.....MY.....GOD!!
Rachel: Oh its umm, its tofu cake. Do you want some? (He makes a disgusted noise and heads for his room, Chandler follows him in.)
Rachel: Hey, that is the babys problem. (Dr. Green returns.) Oh, everything okay with the waiter?
Mona: Oh no-no, I-I had my eyes closed so I could concentrate and yknow take it all in.
Rachel: Oh yeah, we were but umm, now weve got candy.
Rachel: Oh you missed it. She was laughing. Oh it was amazing. It was amazing. It was the most beautiful, beautiful sound that...
Rachel: Oh now daddy, stay calm. Please.
Rachel: ...is something I'm very interested in! Oh please, do not tell Ross. He still believes that (in a deep voice, mocking Ross) what's in the inside is important...
Ross: Oh I know, isn't it? Ooh... what'd you do to get her to laugh?
Mona: Oh wow! So, youre more than just dinosaurs.
Ross: Oh, but-but I cant do it.
Rachel: Oh no, I know that. I know that. Although, we made a joke that we spend so much time together he should call me his work wife.
Rachel: Oh! Get over it soldier, we've gotta do this! (She pulls him towards her and throws him onto the barcalounger) Ok. Aha! You like that huh?
Rachel: (quietly) Oh no
Hooker: Oh God! Listen, I am this close to robbing you guys. (Does the close sign.)
Rachel: Oh my God! Oh my God, look at these pelts!
Phoebe: Cause youre still into Monica. So you told her there was somebody else so she would agree to work with you, so cause you figure oh if you spent a lot of time together, maybe something might happen, and...
Rachel: Oh thats nice.
Ross: Okay, that's great. (Susan gives her drink to Carol.) No, I'm- Oh.
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.
Rachel: Oh wow! That deserves another piece of candy.
Will: Oh.
Rachel: Okay. (The nurse exits.) Oh man, I swear if they sold these at Pottery Barn
Monica: Oh umm, I meant to tell you, Ross is coming.
Phoebe: Oh okay.
Phoebe: Yeah, I know because you have all the good words. What do I get? I get "its," "and" oh I'm sorry, I have "A." Forget it.
Chandler: Oh come on!
Joey: Oh hey!
Rachel: Oh! Look! I have a sonogram picture!
Rachel: (sees Will) Oh my God Monica, who is that?
Ross: Awoh, thats right. Are-are you gonna be okay?
Monica: Oh, so who won?
Monica: It's not just the drum noise. Every five minutes, Joey throws his sticks in the air, and I have to hear, "Oh my eye! Oh god, my eye!" I mean, it is so annoying.
Will: Oh I-I remember you.
Joey: (quietly) Oh. How-how big is that?
Will: Oh, youd like that wouldnt ya?
Monica: Oh Will. But you-youve worked so hard
Ross: Oh! Wow! Uh, yeah! That sounds great. Im just gonna put this (The money) back in my pocket, pretend that didnt happen. Uh yeah, actually Im free now. Do you wanna grab some coffee or
Will: Oh, it wasnt just me. We had a club!
Rachel: (shocked) Oh my God!
Phoebe: Oh, come on Will! Just take off your shirt and tell us!
Chandler: Oh, good, good. Play more, 'cause I wanna see how it ends.
Rachel: Oh, I so wanted Ross to know first, but Im so relieved you guys know.
Rachel: Oh! (Hits him and storms out.)
Monica: Oh! Me too!
Phoebe: Oh! (They all look.) Wow!
Rachel: Oh yeah? Did he pull the old (She is waving her hand up and down her face. Shes thinking about the pencil mark.)
Chandler: Oh my God!
Joey: (entering the hall) Oh man! Aren't you guys done yet?!
Phoebe: (louder) My chest hurts! Oh, and now I-I cant breathe.
Chandler: Oh no-no-no I was just squinting. That doesnt mean anything.
Joey: Oh hey Rach, listenHi!
Chandler: Oh, well then, if anybody should have a party it should be him.
Phoebe: Oh no! Why not?
Joey: Oh. (Takes off the hat.) Sorry!
Rachel: Oh Joey, Im hardly a
Phoebe: Oh. Okay, well I-I was kinda hoping that I would just be alone yknow to think about my mom and her suicide.
Rachel: (To Joey) Yeah I knowIm goodI got it! (Joey slowly backs away.) (To the boy) Now wait a minute, Ive got one more thing I have to say to you oh right! Shut up!
Phoebe: Oh, there you are Ben!
Chandler: Yeah, oh, but I just keep picturing you rolling around with him with your cowboy boots in the air...
Phoebe: Oh.
The Teacher: Oh, their number is on the contact sheet.
Monica: Oh no, we cant walk!
Rachel: Oh Joey this is crazy!
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 youll take em!
Rachel: Oh, come on kids! A little help here!
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!
Ross: Waitohheyhuh, oh great now he knows, and I don't know!
Monica: Groomsman, groomsman, why are you just standing there, where is your bridesmaid? (into microphone) We've got a broken arrow. Bridesmaid down! (realizes) Oh, that's me.
Phoebe: Oh, thank you. Four would be great.
Trudie Styler: Oh no, I know that wouldnt work. My husbands in concert.
Phoebe: Oh good! Then youre in luck! Bens not my son!
Monica: (notices something in the window) Oh wait! Stop! Stop! Stop!
Eric: (simultaneously as Phoebe) Oh no! Oh no! Oh no! Oh no! No! No! No!
Dina: Oh my God! Bobby!
Ross: Oh great now you're seeking me out to make jokes? I mean I can see for all hanging out but to come to my home!
Chandler: Oh fresh air!
Eric: Oh, mostly fashion, so there may be models here from time to time, I hope thats cool.
Monica: No. No. Not it. Not it. Not it. (Checks another rack and another woman tries to reach around her.) (To the woman) Dont crowd me! (Finds it) This is it! This is the dress! Oh my God, its perfect! (She takes it off of the rack and someone has a hold of it on the other side of the rack and tugs on it.) Im sorry, this ones taken! (The other woman tugs harder pulling Monica through the rack.) Whoa!
Mrs. Geller: Oh, well Richard raved about the food at his party, of course you were sleeping with him. Then I heard the food at that lesbian wedding was very nice, I assume you werent sleeping with anybody there. Though, at least that would be something. (Leaves)
Phoebe: Oh my God.
Phoebe: Oh yeah? Come and get it.
Doug: Oh? Why not?
Chandler: Oh uh, as it turns out, we cant do it. Monica has to work.
Chandler: Oh uh well tomorrows no good for her either.
Monica: Oh Im working on my toast for the party, or as I like to call it. Sob fest 2002. Hey check this out. (Hands him a picture.)
Phoebe: Oh, I can't believe you! You've been so good, for three years!
Frank: Wait, y'know what, I-I came to you because I thought youd understand! Oh no!! Y'know, I would storm out of here right now if-if I had some money, or a place to go
Ross: Oh great, I live on the street.
Phoebe: Oh sure! (She goes to take her feet off, but drags the sheet with her which spills the wine.) Noo!
Chandler: Oh thats all right sir, and thats just one girl.
Monica: Oh wait, Chandler, come here is there anything I can do? Anything?
Chandler: Oh no-no-no!
Rachel: Oh, and somebody can get those leather pants shes always wanted!
Joey: Oh, whats wrong?
Rachel: Oh you really, you really just dont want to hear about it.
Chandler: Oh, okay.
Rachel: Oh! Did you hear that?! My dads proud of me! My dads proud of me.
Monica: Oh my God!
PHOEBE: You just abandoned your whole belief system. I mean, before, I didn't agree with you, but at least I respected you. How, how, how are you going to go into work tomorrow? How, how are you going to face the other science guys? How, how are you going to face yourself? Oh! That was fun. So who's hungry?