words in movies
PHOEBE: Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh. Ugly Naked Guy is decorating his tree. Oh my God, you should see the size of his Christmas Balls.
MONICA: Oh, actually this year we just made him homemade cookies.
MONICA: Oh, and the newspaper delivery guy.
JOEY: Oh my God.
MONICA: Oh look, and he did my crossword puzzle.
PHOEBE: Happy Christmas Eve Eve. [sees Ross's picture frame] Oh my God, where did you get this?
MONICA: Oh, wait a minute honey.
JOEY: Oh, but when Phoebe has a problem, everyone's all ears!
GRANDMOTHER: Oh, just updating the phonebook.
GRANDMOTHER: [nervously] Oh. Oh, sure, sure, uh, uh, how come?
GRANDMOTHER: Oh, sure, yeah. [gets a box with the pictures] This is the one of you father in a meadow, and, uh, helping a little boy fly a kite, and here he is at a graduation. . . another graduation. . . another graduation.
PHOEBE: Oh God.
PHOEBE: [realizes] Oh.
PHOEBE: Oh.
RACHEL: Oh, by the way Mon, I don't think the mailman liked your cookies. Here are the ornaments your mom sent. [hands her a smashed box]
ROSS: Hey, Rach, you know what? I think, I think I know what'll make you feel better. How 'bout you make a list about me. RACHEL: Wha... forget it Ross, no, I am not gonna stand here and make a list of. . . ROSS: C'mon Rachel. RACHEL: OK, you're whiney, you are, you're obsessive, you are insecure, you're, you're gutless, you know, you don't ever, you don't just sort of seize the day, you know. You like me for what, a year, you didn't do anything about it. And, uh, oh, you wear too much of that gel in your hair. ROSS: See there, you uhh, alright, ya, you did what I said. RACHEL: Yeah, and you know what? You're right, I do feel better, thank you Ross. [she walks off and Ross puts his hand to his hair] [Scene: Back at Phoebe's. She is on the phone] PHOEBE: Yeah, um, in Albany, can I have the number of Frank Buffay. . . OK, um, in Ithica. . . alright, um, Saratoga. . . Oneonta. Alright, you know what, you shouldn't call youself information. [hangs up] [Phoebe's grandmother enters] GRANDMOTHER: Hey. PHOEBE: Hello grandma, if that is in fact your real name. GRANDMOTHER: C'mon now Phoe, don't still be mad at me. How's it going? PHOEBE: Well, not so good. Upstate's pretty big, he's pretty small, you do the math. GRANDMOTHER: Well, I think you're better off without him. Oh honey, I know he's your daddy but, but to me he's still the irresponsible creep who knocked up your mom and stole her Gremlin. PHOEBE: No I just, just wanted to know who he was, ya know. GRANDMOTHER: I know. OK, I wasn't completely honest with you when I told you that, uh, I didn't know exactly where he lived. PHOEBE: Whattaya mean? GRANDMOTHER: He lives at 74 Laurel Drive in Middletown. If you hit the Dairy Queen, you've gone too far. You can take my cab. PHOEBE: Wow. Thank you. GRANDMOTHER: Now, remember, nobody else drives that cab. PHOEBE: Uh-huh, got it. Ooh, I'm gonna see my dad. Wish me luck, Grandpa! [blows a kiss to a picture of Einstein]
PHOEBE: Oh, no no, that side doesn't have one, the paramedics had to cut through it. [Chandler jumps out of the car]
RACHEL: Oh, gosh, it's hot in here.
ROSS: Oh, oh that's right, I forgot about your ability to fuse metal.
CHANDLER: Oh, so that's what this is for.
RACHEL: Oh, yeah, well hey, welcome to our sauna.
MR. TREEGER: Oh wow, I didn't get you anything. Here's five back.
ROSS: No no, no, that, that's your Christmas tip, alright. Oh, hey, do you think there's a chance you could fix that radiator now?
MR. TREEGER: Oh, yeah, they were so personal, really showed you cared.
CHANDLER: Oh, that's OK, we'll figure something out.
JOEY: Uh, listen Phoebs, I know you're not goin' in there but do you think it'd be alright if I went in and used his bathroom? Oh, that's fine, never mind. Cool, snow, kinda like a blank canvas.
PHOEBE: Oh, I couldn't go in.
Chandler: Oh yeah, that was great. Thanks to you, the hottest cocktail waitress there is quitting to teach the third grade!
CHANDLER: Oh, uh, he's not here right now, uh, I'm Chandler, can I take a message, or, or a fishtank?
Monica: No you didnt. Oh and honey just so you know, now that youre marrying me, you dont get to win anymore.
Monica: Oh good.
Chandler: Oh yeah, totally!
Phoebe: Oh, okay, umm, hi kids! Um, it's me, Aunt Phoebe. I can't wait to see you. Please don't hurt me!
Rachel: Oh, really, really? Well, it wasn't very good for me either. (She turns to leave and Ross over takes her and stands infront on her, his back to the row of doors leading to the hospital rooms)
Chandler: Will we love it so much with her next door? And she's gonna be louder out here too. Just the crickets and (apes Janice's voice) "Oh My God"!
Monica: Oh, I already have one.
Phoebe: Break my heartOh, all right.
Ross: Oh, we have to get you an engagement present?
Phoebe: Who are you kidding? (To Joey) You just find some guy off the street for me? Oh God! This is humiliating!
Phoebe: Oh, Ode To A Pubic Hair?
Rachel: Oh wow, uh okay, uh maybe. Umm, yes, I can do that!
Danny: Oh wow, you look great! Glad you could make it.
Phoebe: No that's just me coughing! (Doing some weird coughing noises and the dog barks again. Phoebe comes out of the room.) Oh, good, there you are! Listen, um, I have a dog in my room.
Chandler: Oh, good, because as of four o'clock this afternoon, I am not.
Amanda: Oh! Bugger. Should I not have said that? I feel like a perfect arse!
Monica: Oh my God Chandler! I cant believe it!
Rachel: Ohh. Oh, so you really wanted to learn. Yeah, y'know, Pheebs I just wanted to have fun. Ohh, you know who you should go with?
Joey: Oh uh, I dont know the boat way to say this, but uh never!
Phoebe: Oh, what was that for? Like a bake sale?
Phoebe: Oh, okay. (Walks over to him.) Excuse me sir? Could you come with me please? You have a phone call.
Ross: She... she only dates geniuses and Nobel Prize winners. Oh my God, at the chinese restaurant earlier today, I put chopsticks in my mouth and pretented to be a woolly mammoth.
Ross: She is not (Realizes) Shes gay. Oh my God. She is so gay! I cant believe this.
Monica: They love my candy? Oh man!!! Ive gotta go make more!! (Starts to do so.)
Monica: Oh no its not, no its not. Its a first date. Im sure that nothing is gonna (as she is talking we see Ross close his drapes.)
Rachel: Oh wow! (She takes a bite, but holds the sandwich vertically so that the stuff falls out.)
Phoebe: Oh my God! Chandler just left though!
Monica and Phoebe: Oh, thats great!!
Joey: Oh, you werent finished?
Phoebe: Oh hey!
Phoebe: (gasps) Oh God!
Phoebe: Oh, its so great to see you feeling like this!
Chandler: Oh no-no, I cant do that.
Monica: Oh my God. He threw up?
Joey: Oh, its a poster for that World War I movie that Im in, check it out.
Phoebe: But they shouldn't happen, you know what, you're, you're in a terrible, terrible business. Oh God, I don't wanna be the person who makes your face look like that.
Chandler: Oh yeah?
Chandler: Oh its always nicer to here than, "Aw crap! You again!"
Ticket Agent: Oh Im afraid that plane has already pulled away from the gate.
Megan: Oh no, these dresses are all so amazing but there is no way I could afford one.
Monica: Oh my God! (Laughing)
Phoebe: Oh, you like that? You should hear my phone number.
Rachel: (very relived) Oh! Thank God!
Rachel: Oh really?!
Rachel: Oh, did you not want people to know that?
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: (looking at one) Oh, heres a great one.
Cop: Oh, I know a guy in homicide up there.
Rachel: Oh, I gotta get back to work.
Rachel: Oh, great could you make me four copies of those?
Ross: Oh my God. (Hugs Chandler.) Congratulations.
Ross: Oh, is that funny?! Oh, you-you find that funny?! Well maybe Chandler should know some of your secrets too!
Rachel: Oh yeah. All right, back to work.
Joey: Oh hey, here Pheebs. (He throws her the ball.)
RICHARD: Woah, woah, no wait a minute now. C'mon it's your turn. Oh c'mon. Ya know, I don't need the actual number, just a ballpark.
Chandler: Oh my God! Those are my bedroom eyes?! Why did you ever sleep with me?
Phoebe: Oh my God! Thats the creep that youre with at the Statue of Liberty.
Rachel: Oh wait Chandler, too many cooks
Rachel: (Pause) Oh.
Joey: Oh yeah?
Chandler and Phoebe: Yes! You mean the world the world to me. Oh...
Tag: Oh, yeah, this is from Rachel.
Monica: Okay, all right, how's this? 27. Italian-American guy. He's an actor, born in Queens. Wow, big family, seven sisters, and he's the only....boy. (they all turn and look at Joey) Oh my God, under personal comments: 'New York Knicks, rule!'
Rachel: Oh, no sit-ups today Tag?
Ross: Oh just say it Kyle!
Phoebe: Oh right, because youre so capable of change.
Chandler: Oh yeah, that looks good.
Phoebe: Oh my God! Is that him? (She points at someone.)
Phoebe: Yes!!! Oh!!
Phoebe: Oh! Well, if thats what you want
Phoebe: Oh I know.
Monica: Oh! Oh my God! That is the most beautiful top of a head I have ever seen! Chandler, you have to see this!
Phoebe: Oh, thank you so much! (They hug.) Okay.
Monica: Oh my God yes! Who is she?
Joey: Oh its water under the bridge, forget it!
Rachel: Oh!
Phoebe: Oh he knows! (Quietly) For the most part.
Phoebe: Oh!
Rachel: Oh my God!! Do it!! Honey, youve waited long enough!!
Ross and Joey: Oh! Thats nice.
Rachel: Oh, come on! This is crazy! Cant we just flip a coin?!
Rachel: Oh no! No! It's actuallyit's very sweet. It's very sweet. Look! (Goes to pet it and it hisses at her.) Yeah, do you want it?
Ross: Oh Donald that-that would be great. I am totally ready to come back to work. IWhat? (He notices something through the window.) No! Wh What are you doing?!! (Dr. Ledbetter is slowly backing away.) GET OFF MY SISTER!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Monica: No, no, no. Honey, I'm ok. Shake it off! (she shakes the wrist and it's more painful) Oh, no! No shaking, no shaking! Ooh! Ooh! (pause) Oh my God! I can't play!
Phoebe: Oh, but, could we not go together? I,I don't wanna be the geek that invited the boss.
Doug: Oh well, give it time. So the divorce, the marriage, weve got a lot to celebrate. How about we all go out to dinner tomorrow night?
Phoebe: Oh my god! Look, it's Ross and Rachel. Oh, the plan is working.
Phoebe: Oh yeah!
Phoebe: Oh thats so sweet thanks.
Elizabeth: Oh! Sorry! Umm, I actually do need to talk to you.
Monica: Oh, thats okay, I cant wait to see everything again! All of the memories
The Fan: Oh yeah! Ive seen all her movies.
Phoebe: (to the students) Oh, Im sorry. Im so rude. Does anyone want to come to the movies?
Rachel: Hi! Oh, how was your date last night?
RACHEL: Oh please. That Paolo thing was barely a relationship. All it really was was just, ya know, meaningless animal sex. Ok, ya know, that sounded soooo much better in my head.
The Colonel: OH MY GAWD!!!! (Yep, its Janice.)
Monica: Oh Uh
Julie: (To Rachel) Oh, you're losin' your apron here, let me get it. There you go. (Ties it back up for her)