words in movies
Phoebe: Oh, I'm just so exhausted from dragging around this... (she shows her ring) HUGE engagement ring!
All: OH!
Phoebe: Thank you! (to Rachel) Oh, and I have something for you!
Rachel: Oh, Pheebs, baby, that's nice but, you know what, I think I'm ok. Why don't you give it to one of your other single girlfriends?
Phoebe: Oh, my first love!
Rachel: Oh!
Phoebe: Dead. (everyone is a bit upset) Oh, it's OK, no, he was old, yeah! And he lived a full life, he was in the first wave at Omaha Beach.
Phoebe: (proud of herself) Oh yes, they are.
Chandler: Oh, then I'll tell you. My agency was bidding for a big account and they got it! It's my first national commercial!
Chandler: Oh... I don't know, I really don't think you're right for the part.
Joey: I can do that! (in a deeper voice) "Hello, I'm your professor. When I'm not busy thinking of important things or... professing. I like to use..." Oh, what's the product?
Ross: Oh, I'm so excited, I mean, apparently I beat out hundreds of other applicants, included five guys I went to graduate school with. Not that I'm keeping score or anything... five!
Monica: Oh, right.
Monica: Oh, well. Now that I'm here I might as well help you with the cleaning and organizing! Just happen to have my label maker!
Phoebe: Oh, it's so hard to get rid of stuff! Did you and Chandler have to make compromises when you first moved in together?
Monica: Who's Gladys? (Phoebe shows her a horrific painting with a half-a-body girl dummy coming out of the frame. Monica's frightened and she gasps.) Oh! What a tragic loss!
Phoebe: Yeah. I really hate to give her up. Oh, I know!! Oh, you should take her!
Phoebe: Ok, I'll fight for her. Ok! Oh, wait, oh I just realized... if I do that, that means you don't get her.
Joey: Oh! Any word on casting yet?
Joey (to Chandler): Look, c'mon, please? It's not like I'm asking for some crazy favour. This is what I do for a living. I am a professional actor! (he glances at his watch and sees the time) Oh, man, I'm two hours late for work! (he stands, ready to go). Look, here's a copy of my reels. It's got all the commercials that I've been in.
Benjamin: Oh, well, likewise. Actually, not likewise. I've never heard of you until this morning, but, it's nice to be nice!
Charlie: Oh my God, I completely forgot! (they laugh) Oh my God! I can't believe they let us back in this place! (they laugh more, and Ross start laughing too).
Phoebe: Oh, she's that work of art I made, you know, with the woman coming out of the frame.
Rachel: (sarcastic) Oh, and Monica gets to keep her? In her house? I am so jealous!
Phoebe: Oh, I didn't know you wanted her too!
Joey: (sounds disappointed) Oh.
Ross: Oh come on!!
Monica: (faking happiness) Oh, my!
Rachel: (surprised by how ugly it is) Wow! (sarcastic) Oh, she's so nice and big! Oh, Monica, where are you going to display Gladys oh so proudly? (looks around for a spot)
Rachel: (jumps at the chance to make that happen) Oh! There's nothing above your bed!!
Ross: Oh hi! Hello! Uh, have you come to ask me some more paleontology related questions? Uhm... your grandmother's nickname, perhaps? (Now yelling) Aunt Margaret's pants size?
Monica: Oh my God!
Ross: Oh, I'm sorry, no. He did ask me one. Uhm... How do you spell Mboscodictiosaur?
Charlie: Oh God! I am so sorry, but... (she puts her hand on Ross's cheek) I mean it's... there's so much history between us, you know...
Rachel: Oh, don't be such a baby!
Monica: Oh, honey!I can't. I was just telling these guys that things are crazy at the restaurant!
Chandler: Oh God. It's shovely-Joe, isn't it?
Chandler: Oh, yeah! How did you meet her?
Joey: Oh my God! Thats great! Congratulations! Whats the story?!
Janice: Oh, I cannot believe hes using our divorce to sell mattresses.
Phoebe: Oh, you're not going? (Fake disappointed voice) Oh, why?
CHANDLER: Oh, you're right I, I should play in the hay. Forget about the fact that I just dropped 400 dollars to replace a bracelet that I hated to begin with. Bring on the hay. [sits down at the bar]
Rachel: Oh what do you know? Virgin!
Phoebe: Oh, give it to me.
Phoebe: Oh! It will be fun! Ohh! Yay! Oh! Okay, ooh, lets plan the wedding reception. (She grabs the notebook which Monica used for her ideas and starts flipping page after page after page after page after page to find a blank one.) Wow! You really wanted me to do something with this van. (pause) Yknow what, I want you to take the chef job.
Phoebe: Oh God! Is that veal?
Hope: Oh Drake.
Carol: Oh, me too.
Caitlin: Oh my God! That was flirting?!
Susan: Oh, I wouldnt miss it for the world.
Monica: Oh really? When? Do you wanna do it with me?
Chandler: Oh yeah.
Chandler: Oh my God!
Joanna: Oh yes, well theres the coffee too. (to the committee) Rachel can carry two things at once!
Rachel: (wakes up suddenly and realizes where she is) Oh right.
Rachel: (groans) Oh God. Oh I cant believe Joey Tribbiani heard me throw up!
Chandler: Oh, okay! (He rolls over to do that again.)
Phoebe: Okay. (He grabs his gun and shoots the bird.) Oh! Oh no.
Rachel: Oh thats right! Im sorry! I-I am early! Finish! Please!!
(Ross shoots Joey a look, who shoots Chandler a look, who gives Joey an Oh my God. look back.)
Rachel: Oh. (Doesnt believe it.)
Chandler: Oh my God!
Chandler: Oh yeah.
Jill: Oh no-no-no, hes just I dont know, hes just a little bookish.
CHANDLER: Oh, come on. I can never get a girl like that with conventional methods.
Joey: (discarding all the remaining tissues one by one) Pass, pass, oh, pass, double-pass, pass...
Monica: Ok, let's see... Oh, the cranberry sauce, it is easy to make and no-one really cares about it.
All: Oh yeah we do. C'mon.
ERNIE: Bert, Bert. Bert. Hey, what happened to my friend Bert? He was here just a moment ago. Oh no, my old friend Bert is lost.
Ross: Oh, I hope they're not ruined.
Ross: (sarcastic) Oh! Oh-oh, the bands ready! Well, I-I-we gotta do what the band saysI dont care about the stupid band!!
Rachel: Oh I
Ross: Oh yeah? I guess we'll just see!
Chandler: Well, I was kinda hoping we could do this without him. (She starts to take off her latex gloves.) Oh no-no-no, leave the gloves on.
Joey: Oh, and plus Im 1/16th Portuguese.
Monica: Oh, yeah.
Phoebe: Now (Starts singing again) "Who will perform the ceremony! Who will perform the cer(Chandler enters and grabs her guitar and closes the door behind him)Ohoh! All right, Ill pound on him in the morning.
Phoebe: Oh, hey, hey Nick the boxer lets see what you got. All right ya, put em up. Come on. (they start shadow boxing)
Rachel: Oh my God! I was so afraid I wasn't gonna remember any of my high-school French, but I understood every word you just said!
Ross: Oh.
Phoebe: Yeah. (phone rings and Phoebe answers it) Hello. (listens) Oh my God, I totally forgot! (listens) Well cant someone else do it. (listens) But, I have company. (listens) Yeah, no look, thats all right Ill come in. (hangs up phone) Um, Frank, Im really sorry but I have to go to work. Its-its one of my regulars and hes insisting that I do um.
Monica: Oh, I love it! Thank you so much!
Monica: Oh, what a great gift! Is The Way You Look Tonight on it?!
Monica: (interrupting her) Oh give it a rest!
Chandler: Oh, its okay. I dont
Rachel: Oh yeah, scared the hell out of me. I thought wed lost you forever. Pheebs, you lie down?
Rachel: Oh good, great! I'll-I'll keep that in mind. (Turns and walks away.)
Joey: Oh, wait-wait! (Reaches into the shower again.) Maybe its a pickle?!
Rachel: Oh, of course!
Bitsy: Oh, please darling, let's be honest. You can have all the... sailor fun you want with that one, but... let's be real...
Monica: Oh really, so that hysterical phone call I got from a woman at sobbing 3:00 A.M., "I'll never have grandchildren, I'll never have grandchildren." was what? A wrong number?
Bitsy: Oh!
Chandler: Oh my good God.
Chandler: Oh, the mixed tape.
Rachel: Oh, oh, oh, Ill get Rainy Day Bear!! (runs to get him)
Phoebe: Oh no, no, no, no... That's okay, that's okay... I mean, I'm... I am a vegetarian... except for veal... Yeah no, veal I love...
Phoebe: Oh, I love paper mache! What did you make?
Monica: (grabs a bag of those Styrofoam peanuts) Ill be coordinator! Oh my God! Im so sorry, I didnt get you anything! Okay, look everybody has to help! Okay? You can help, cant you Phoebe?
Rachel: Oh b-b-but it is!
Joey: Oh, well think of it like this, when youre 90
Phoebe: Oh!! Thats my new thing. I figure bodies at peace, make peace.
Joey: Oh! Wait-wait! (Reaches inside the shower.) Is it my bologna sandwich?
Phoebe: Oh yeah, I'm sure. (Flashback resumes with Phoebe doing a voiceover.) And all of a sudden his hands weren't the problem anymore. (Flashback continues: Paolo rolls over, Phoebe looks down, then quickly looks up, bites lip, shakes her head)
Rachel: Oh God. (He hands her some tissues.) No! Oh not again! (Wiping her nose.) This-this happened when my grandfather died. It's ugh! Sorry. (She puts her head back.) Oh, okay, so I'm sorry, what-what were you-what did you want to tell me?
Joey: Oh right great! Welcome aboard!
Ross: Oh! So-so seriously, what time?
Phoebe: Oh!
Monica: Oh well, its not so bad.
Joey: Oh, how bad is it?
MRS. GELLER: Oh please, a relationship.
CHANDLER: (Hangs his jacket over the suitcase, locks the door, then turns to Monica.)� Oh well, look at you.
Monica: Oh my God, this is great! This is so great! (to Chandler, who looks bewildered). Did you hear that?
Rachel: Oh.
Ross: Oh, thank you. (She goes to kiss him, but he holds her coat up between their faces to stop her.) Hey, hey. (opens the door, sees Rachel, and hides Chloe behind the door) Rachel!!!!
Rachel: Oh, Phoebe, are you still on hold? I was supposed to call my Dad back like two hours ago.
Phoebe: I dont know, I dont know, I dont know. You know, I mean, on the one hand, Mother may I? But yknow on the other hand No. No, I cant. Were friends. No, oh, no. I dont want to risk what we have.
Malcom: Oh, this is log I kept, recording her every movement. Do you wanna here something from it?
Phoebe: Oh! (Takes the phone.) Hello? (Listens) Yeah this is Phoebe. (Listens) Really?!
Chandler: Oh no-no-no! Stay! Stay! Because you-you should you-you-you should stay!
Phoebe: Oh my God! (Walks to the window) Go away! (Gesturing.) Stop looking in here!
Chandler: Oh no-no-no, thats notNo-no-no!
Monica: Ohhh! Let me see! Oh God, I can't believe this! They're an hour late and they're just staying out there, talking!
Joey: Oh (grinning, trying to hold in his impatience with her) okay.. (she takes her hand back)
Rachel: Oh, Joey! Sorry!
Monica: Me? What are you talking about? Nobody could steal me from you. I mean, just because I'm friends with her doesn't make me any less friends with you. I mean, (starting to cry) you're my...We're, we're...Oh, I love you.
Rachel: Oh, that must be it.
Ross: Oh, you have some studying to do?
Phoebe: Okay. Oh umm, Chandler, Monica is looking for you.
Chandler: Hey, yknow what, if youre gonna do that, if youre gonna name him Joey, you should name him Chandler. (Phoebe doesnt think so.) Oh, come on! Chandlers funny, sophisticated, and hes very loveable, once you get to know him.
Ross: (recognizing her) Oh my God! Rachel Green?
Rachel: Oh yeah, Id actually love a blueberry muffin and a chamomile tea.
Monica: Oh, well... um, that's all there are of these. But in about eight and a half minutes, we'll be serving some delicious onion tartlets.
Phoebe Sr: Oh, thats okay, it gave me time to finish glazing my nipples.
Ross: Oh, whatever. (Laughs and gives Joey the thumbs up heading back to his apartment. Joey follows him)
Joey: Oh, Im sorry. Thank you Chandler.