words in movies
Phoebe: Oh, that is so unfortunate.
Monica: (entering from bedroom) Okay, Ill be back in just a minute. Oh, Phoebe Im sorry that I left lipstick marks on the phone.
Monica: Oh, then it mustve been you. Bye. (leaves)
Ross: Oh, better, actually. Y'know I-I-I think I finally figured out why we were having so much trouble lately.
Phoebe: Oh, really?
Eric: Oh, mostly fashion, so there may be models here from time to time, I hope thats cool.
Eric: Oh, yeah, during the summer, I spend most weekends at my sisters beach house, which you are welcome to use by the way. Although, I should probably tell you, shes a porn star. (Chandler breaks his pencil in half)
Joey: Well, ah, Im an actor. Im fairly neat. I ah, I got my own TV. Oh, and dont worry Im totally okay with the gay thing.
(Joey leaves and Monica mouths to Chandler Oh my God!)
Chandler: Oh yes, and thats what I want a roommate that I can walk around with and be referred to as the funny one.
Monica: Oh look, the pool tables free. Rack em up. Ill be back in just a minute. Get ready for me to whip your butt.
Rachel: (sitting at a table with some of her friends) (to waitress) Oh, um, no, no, no, no excuse me, hello. Hi. My friend ordered an onion, not an olive, and uh I ordered a rum and Diet Coke, which I dont think this is.
Friend No. 2: Oh, isnt it exciting, I mean its like having a boyfriend for life.
Rachel: Oh, I dont know. Well maybe its just the idea of Barry for the rest of my life. I dont know I think I feel like I need to have one last fling, y'know, just to sorta get it out of my system. (Chandler is listening in very intensely)
Monica: Oh my God, I went to high school with her. (to Rachel) Rachel! Hi!
Monica: Oh my God, you cant even see where the Titanic hit it.
Rachel: Oh, but thats okay.
Rachel: Oh, yeah, sure, sure, sure, sure. (points at Chandler, who holds up the cue ball as a Remember me? thing) Listen, can we please have lunch the next time Im in the city?
Monica: Oh, thatd be great.
Monica: Oh, well dont take it to the same place you took the stereo, cause theyve had that thing for over a week.
Chandler: Oh, dont thank me, thank the jerk that never showed up. Okay, I gotta get to get to work.
Joey: Oh, no thanks, I got it. (picks it up) No I dont!
Joey: Oh, you bet I am!
Monica: Oh my God!!! What are you doing?!!
Joey: Oh right, right.
Phoebe: Its not in the apartment? (Monica gives a Come on look) Oh no. I cant believe this is happening again.
Phoebe: Oh, its already closed, Chris gave me the keys to lock up-what is wrong?
Phoebe: Oh no! Why?
Phoebe: Oh my God! I dont believe it! Oh, you poor bunny.
Phoebe: Aw, God Ross. Oh.(goes over and hugs him)
Chandler: Oh yeah, that sounds great. (starts to leave) Oh, and listen, its, its gonna be....
Phoebe: Oh. (they start kissing again)
Ross: Oh well. It probably wouldve been the most constructive solution.
Phoebe: Oh, Ross youre right, I dont know why I always thought this was real grass.
Rachel: Oh, sorry.
Phoebe: Ooh. Oh. It looks like, like a tiny little person drowning in your cereal. (Ross gives her this look, like 'Yeah, doesn't it', and gets up to dump it down the drain.)
Monica: (spitting out her drink in shock) Oh God, oh God, I am sorry... I am so sorry...
Rachel: Oh, are you sure you're ok?
Phoebe: Oh hey you guys, I couldn�t get a reservation for the night of my birthday, so we have to do dinner Thursday night instead.
Susan: Oh, no, nonononono, you see what he's doing? He knows no-one's gonna say all those names, so they'll wind up calling her Geller, then he gets his way!
Rachel: Okay. Well thats pretty much all that we haveOh! Oh! Have you ever had a virgin margarita? (Holds up a bottle of margarita mix.)
Chandler: Oh, so you're divorced?
Phoebe: Okay, time to bring up the rest of the cups. (She goes and opens the door to Joey.) Oh, hi Joey!
Phoebe: Okay. Then, take the tiara back and let me hold the musket again. (He hands it to her and Phoebe poses in front of one of those small mirrors.) Somethings missing. Its not Okay oh, let me see the ring my friend picked out.
Monica: Oh hey Joey! We've been watching all day, when are you gonna be on TV?
All: Oh my God! Whoah!
Chandler: Oh, I'm sorry, so 'we' is?
Chandler: Oh well, thats uh, a little later than I uh, generally care to stay, but sure!
Ross: Look Chandler, Monica is really weird about this kind stuff all right. Believe me, I lived with her for 16 years. She is going to freak out. Oh my God, she's going to sit on you.
Ross: Yeah! I know! It was. Oh the only sad thing is I wasnt around when it happened for the first time.
Aurora: Okay. Oh no, I have to.
Monica: (stands up to hand Emma back) Oh no no no no!
All: Oh!
PHOEBE: I know. Oh, like you would drink her coffee after what you did to her with Van Damme.
Rachel: Ohh! This is so exciting! Oh God (Gasps and starts to sing) Come and knock on my door
Chandler: Little baby girl Chandler, where I have heard that before? Oh right, Coach Ruben. (Tries to get her to drink a little more from the bottle when he suddenly smells something. Its times like these Im glad Smell-O-Vision hasnt been invented.) Do you know what Pheebs? When youre done over there, we kinda have a situation over here too. (Phoebe is changing hers.)
Joey: Oh my God! Thats huge! (Hugs him.) Wait a minute, why come I wasnt invited? And who was going to be your best man? Dont say, "Ross." Do not say, "Ross."
Chandler: Oh, great. This is just...
Joey: Oh, ah- the kid has it.
Monica: Hello? (Listens) Oh yes, one minute please. (To Phoebe) Its for you. Its the fire inspector.
Phoebe: Oh, Rachel.
ERNIE: Oh wow, look at this nice deep hole I've been digging. Hey Bert, isn't this a nice hole here. Hey.
Ross: Emily? Emily! Oh my God! Oh my God, it's Emily! (He picks up a lamp and hands it to Chandler, for no reason.) It's Emily everyone! Shush-shush-shhst! (to Emily) Hi!
Ross: Oh. Hel-lo!
Monica: Oh. (turns and looks at Joey, who gives a way-to-go thumbs up and smile.)
Rachel: Oh! Well, um.. (Grabs his forehand) You've got plugs!
Monica: Oh, okay. Here, why dont you let me do it?
Monica: Oh my God! I love him!
Joey: Oh we kissed it up real nice.
Phoebe's Assistant: Oh, here comes your 3:00. I don't mean to sound unprofessional, but, yum (walks out, Paolo enters)
ROSS: OK, got the music, got the dinner. Oh and check it out, I made Marcel's favorite dish, banannacake.
Doctor: Oh my. Were gonna need to take you straight to the delivery room.
Monica: Oh, is everything in the car?
Ross: Oh, 's'funny, really? Um, I don't remember you making any sperm.
Paolo: Oh!
Ross: Oh.. oh... oh.
Phoebe: Oh, he needed some time to grieve.
Phoebe: No, no, no, oh no-no-no, its has to be 800. (picks up the instruction manual to check the phone number) Cause all those big companies have 800 numbers, every one. (Finds the number) Yeah, every big Utah-based company has one.
Rachel: Oh excuse me! Am I ruining my life?
Monica: Oh God!
Gary: (disappointed) Oh. Oh-oh-okay, I get it.
Phoebe: Oh, that sucks!
Rachel: Oh... Italy, I think.
Shelley: Oh! Okay! Phew!
Ross: Oh my God..
Phoebe: Oh, okay! (reading) "Would I go back to Allesandros? Sure, but Id have to order two meals, one for me and one for the guy pointing the gun to my head." (to Monica) Wow! You really laid into this place.
Rachel: Oh, you-you mean your earrings?
Rachel: Oh, no-no-no-no-no-no, that's OK, I don't need them. I'm going for fours.
Chandler: Oh, yeah! Thanks for inventing the lottery!
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?
Joey: Look, I just need a wire something to jimmy it. Oh hey, one of you guys give me the underwire from your bra!
Monica: Oh, I think so.
Joey: Oh Monica. (goes over and hugs her, then looks at the form and stops hugging her.) Wow, this guy's an astronaut. That would've been cool, (sees Monica) for like a day. (hugs her again).
Phoebe: Yeah. Oh, can I come?
Mona: Oh my God! Oh my God! Im so sorry!
Rachel: Oh God, oh. Great, Monica, y'know what, you could've called, I have been up here, I've been worried...
Fake Monica: Oh. Thanks.
Rachel: Oh my god, oh, you guys are great.
Rachel: Oh my god.
Ross: Oh, I hate this story.
Joey: Oh. What?
Monica: Hello? Hello? Oh! Rachel, it's Paolo calling from Rome.
The Singing Man: Oh come on! Mornings here! (Starts singing) Mornings here! The morning is here! Sunshine is here!
Rachel: Oh? Yeah! Sure!
Ross: Oh, please. I am not singing to your stomach, ok?
Phoebe: Oh... Milwaukee.
Monica: Oh, right! I completely forgot about that.
Joey: Oh, I will.
The Director: Oh thats great! Okay, well Ive heard everything I need to hear. I just need to uh, Leslie
Phoebe: Oh, Im so sorry. Um, and maybe Im wrong! I butyknow Im gonna go out with him again, Ill find out more.
Ross: Oh, she didn't think it would be that big of deal.
RACH: Oh, right, clink. [downs her glass]
Phoebe: Oh, oh, good.
Girl: Yeah. (she gets up, notices something behind Joey) Oh.
Ross: Oh come on. It's cold, it's dark, he doesn't know the Village. (Kicks a sign in frustration) And now I have a broken foot. I have no monkey, and a broken foot! Thank you very much.
Phoebe: Uh-huh. Oh, yeah, I could write about the time my hair did that "Woo-hoo" thing.
Rachel: I don't know. I don't know... I thought about it all the way there, and I thought about it all the way back... and, uh, oh, you guys, y'know, it's Ross. Y'know what I mean? I mean, it's Ross.
Chandler: Oh, yeah. I'd marry him just for his David Hasselhof impression alone. You know I'm gonna be doing that at parties, right? (Does the impression)
Phoebe: Oh yeah, right now.
Monica: Oh, I love this street. The trees, the big front yards, the actual picket fences.
Phoebe: Oh don't do that.
Phoebe: Oh no no.
Joey: But I counted, you're not supposed to live here! Oh man! (Runs away.)
Monica: (in her Monica-excited-way... TOO LOUD!) Oh my God, I love how thin these walls are!
Charlie: Oh wait, Joey and I are supposed to have dinner (Looks at Joey).
Monica: Oh. Monica! ...Hi. I'm Mo- ...nana.
Rachel: Since when do take naps in that position. Oh God Monica, tell me you were waiting for a guy! Please tell me you were waiting for a guy!
Janice: Oh, no. Oh, no.
Ross: Oh, oh, we did say wed stop by this little thing Joeys roommate is having.
Monica: (Excited) Oh my God, can you believe we are surrounded by all this? I can barely control myself.
Rachel: Oh...see... but Joanne loved Chachi! That's the difference!
Rachel: OH! And the year before that, when you set up that nighttime tour of that button factory?
Joey: Monicas chicken parm! Ill take care of it. (He picks up the phone) Hey Mr. Treeger, its Joey Tribbiani. Listen, I need to get into Monica and Chandlers apartment. Its an emergency. (Listens) Uhh, gas leak! Yeah oh, and bring garlic bread. (Hangs up.)
Rachel: (pretends to be stunned) Oh! Wi... in the dres... in the dressing room!? Well, that's so weird! Phoebe and I were just trying on clothes in the dressing room. God it's just such a small world!
Monica: Oh, we used to drive each other crazy playing the shadow game.