words in movies
Rachel: Okay, okay, I checked. We have: Earl Grey, English Breakfast, Cinnamon Stick, Camomile, Mint Medley, Blackberry, and.. oh, wait, there's one more, um.. Lemon Soother. You're not the guy that asked for the tea, are you? (Guy shakes his head) Okay.
Rachel: Now, now the one in the feather boa, that's Dr. Francis. Now, she used to be a man. Okay, now look, see, there's Raven. We hate her. We're glad she's dying. Okay- (Marcel pushes down a cushion to reveal a shoe) Wh- wh- Marcel, are you playing with Monica's shoes? You know you're not supposed to pl- whoah. Marcel, did you poo in the shoe? (Takes the shoe into the kitchen) Marcel, bad monkey! Oh! Oh! (She notices the newsletter and taps the contents of the shoes onto it, then folds it shut) Sorry, Barry. Little engagement gift. I'm sure you didn't register for that. (She leaves the apartment holding the newsletter at arm's length. However, she leaves the door open. Marcel runs out in the opposite direction. There is a shot from the TV and Rachel runs back in) Who died? Who died? Roll him over! Oh, c'mon, roll him over! Oh...! Well, we know it wasn't Dexter, right Marcel? Because- (Looks down and notices he is missing) Marcel? Marc- (Notices the open door)
Chandler: Okay, it's his first time out, so he's probably gonna wanna do some of the touristy things. I'll go to Cats, you go to the Russian Tea Room.
Monica: Okay, we'll start with the building. You guys take the first and second floor, Phoebe and I'll take third and fourth.
Monica: Okay, you stay here, and just wait by the phone. Spray Lysol in my shoe, and wait for Ross to kill you.
Phoebe: Okay, thank you, Mr. Heckles. (They move off)
Rachel: (On the phone) Okay, he's a, he's a black capuchian monkey with a white face... (Enter Ross) ...with, with Russian dressing and, and pickles on the side. Okay. Thanks.
Ross: Uh, okay, yeah, we could do that, but before we head off to the murder capital of the North-East, I was, uh, kinda wanting to run something by you. Y'know how we were, uh, y'know, talking before about, uh, relationships and stuff? (Uncorks the wine) Well-
Ross: Okay, quick and painful. (Starts to cork the wine)
Rachel: Oh God... Okay. Alright. Alright. Okay. Ross, please don't hate me.
Chandler: Okay, from now on, you don't get to talk to other people.
Phoebe: Oh, it's okay, it was just my left leg.
Monica: Run, Marcel, run! Run, Marcel! (Marcel runs off and Luisa runs after him. Monica goes to check up on Phoebe) Are you okay?
Rachel: Ross, I said I'm sorry like a million times. What do you want me to do? You want me to break my foot too? Okay, I'm gonna break my foot, right here. (Kicks the sign) Ow!! Oh! Oh my God, oh my God! There, are you happy now?!
Ross: Oh, forget it, okay?
Ross: Marcel? Marcel? Okay, where is he? Where is he? Marcel? Marcel?
Ross: Okay, gimme my monkey back.
Rachel: Okay.
Chandler: Okay. Listen-listen, were not gonna have to walk this way the entire time are we?
Rachel: Okay.
Phoebe: Okay?
Rachel: Okay.
Phoebe: Okay, how do you feel now?
Phoebe: (finishing removing her bra) Okay, there.
Monica: Okay.
Phoebe: Yep! Okay, gotta go, talk to you later.
The Director: You guys make me fly! High! Okay, were gonna pick it up here, tomorrow.
Roger: Listen guys, it was great seeing you again. Mon, um, easy on those cookies, okay? Remember, they're just food, they're not love.
Chandler: (seeing her) Okay.
Phoebe: Well, I mean look it's, it's not your fault, you know. I mean this is just what, what she does to guys, okay.
Monica: Okay Ben, why don't you come open some more presents, and Santa, the Armadillo and I have a little talk in the kitchen? There's a sentence I'd never thought I'd say.
Monica: Yes Phoebe, but this is all I have. Okay? (She pours out the rest of her change purse into the bucket.)
Rachel: Ohh, okay, how about five. (She hands her all the credit cards.) Ohh, thank you.
Phoebe: It's okay. Actually y'know what, it's kinda cool. 'Cause it's like y'know, one life ends and another begins.
Chandler: The guy was hammered, okay? Theres no way, you look like Rosss mother.
Chandler: So, ahh, how are ya? How ya...How ya... You okay?
Ross: Of course I was mad! I told you I-I hate this stuff! Okay? It-its not funny!
Chandler: (to Ross) Dont try to sway her. (To Monica) (Softly) Im your only chance to have a baby. Okay, lets go.
Joey: Okay.
Phoebe: All right, so, okay...
Ross: Whoa-whoa-whoa! Emily, (Gives her the time-out signal.) honey, okay?
Phoebe Sr: Hey! Okay! Well thanks for coming out to see me. I just-I just thought it would be a very good idea to talk about this baby stuff in person. Yknow
Rachel: But yknow what, if you think its gonna be okay well just work out a system. Yknow, itll be like college, Ill hang a hanger on the door and put a sign, "Come back later, Im gettin lucky." (Laughs.)
Mr. Geller: Okay, okay.
Ross: Okay, fine, fine. You dont want to believe me? No, thats fine. (starts to leave)
Chandler: Okay, I gotta go to work.
Monica: Okay, does it involve something to do with Petes computer company?
Chandler: Okay. Okay. (He goes to the closet, moves the clothes out of the way, and notices an empty hanger. He takes the empty hanger and bends it all out of shape. Then he holds it out as if hes giving it to her.) Yes honey, I made it myself. (He throws it down and goes to her chest, grabs something, goes to the bed table, and takes out a pair of scissors. He turns around and holds the scissors to the crotch of the panties he just removed.) I cant do it. I cant do it. (He throws them both down and continues looking. He opens another closet door and finds a tape.) Oh! Oh! A mixed tape! A mixed tape!! (He runs out into the living room.)
Ross: Okay.
Phoebe: Wait okay, if this game is gonna cause problems between the two of you, then maybe I should just keep it.
Chandler: Okay!
Rachel: Okay.
Monica: You really think this is okay?
Monica: Okay!
Chandler: Okay!
Fat Monica: Okay!
Chandler: Okay man. (Chandler starts to get up.)
The Casting Director: (entering) Okay uh, we have narrowed it down to Raymond, Ben, Kyle, and Joey. The rest of you, thank you very much.
Joey: Yeah, thats what I was afraid of.. Okay, uhh Look Janine I really want you to feel at home here, but some of this new stuff. Its too girly.
Monica: (laughs) Thats okay.
Monica: Okay.
Ross: Okay!
Rachel: Okay!
Rachel: Oh, okay, were going. Yeah.
Rachel: Okay. Wait! Wait!
Rachel: Okay... Let me put it this way. Anything from Crabtree and Evelyn?
Rachel: Okay, well cant you just try it one more time Ross? For me? For me?
Joey: Okay.
Ross: (covering his ears and screaming) La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la! Okay, okay, yeah, I would have been devastated but, I would still want to be with you. Because its, I mean its you.
Chandler: Okay. Well, I think the centerpieces are too big
Ross: You'll see. Okay. (Readies himself.) Oh, what's-what's her name?
Monica: Are you okay? Youve been acting weird all afternoon.
Rachel: All right, would-would you mind just not going out with him again? Okay, just the idea of you and he and all these women, its justAnd I know hes my assistant and I cant date himbut it just bothers me, all right?!
Dr. Long: Shes gonna be fine. Okay, shes in a more difficult position so youre gonna have to push even harder now. Go! Push!
Ross: Uhh, okay, its uh, Emily and I, we decided to uh, to get married.
Dr. Miller: Okay then, I guess we'll see you back here in three months.
Joey: Uh, okay, Pheebs?
Cheryl: My hamster. I hope she's okay, I haven't seen her in a while. Have a seat.
Rachel: Oh God, ohh, okay, y'know what, do you think ah, do you think that you just forget that I told you this?
Phoebe: All right, wait! Just wait. Everybody just calm down. Okay? Let's give our friend Joey a chance to explain why he's such a big pervert!
Rachel: Okay.
Chandler: Oh, yeah. (Starts to take it off and then realizes) Uh, no you cant have my jacket! Because then I would be cold! If you thought that you were going to be cold, you shouldve brought your own jacket. But uh, other than that, are you okay? Are you okay?
Rachel: Okay, Ross, I'm really trying to tell you something here.
Ross: Okay, let's go!
Chandler: Okay.
Phoebe: Okay, see, see, everyone else is happy shes done.
Dr. Harad: (entering) Okay!
Chandler: Okay, ah umm, ah, a 8. Ah, a 6?
Frank: Okay, so wait, all right, so how does that make things better?
Chandler: Really? Okay, so
Chandler: Y'know, I sensed that I should stop. So we're okay?
Monica: (pulling on a robe) Okay, I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I-I-I was um, I was taking a nap.
Monica: Okay! Okay, let's race! First one there wins! Ha-ha! (Runs out the door and everyone watches her leave.)
Rachel: Okay. Now this is just the first chapter, and I want your absolute honest opinion. Oh, oh, and on page two, he's not 'reaching for her heaving beasts'.
Monica: Okay, look, I-I have enough stuff for one more sandwich, I mean I was going to eat it myself, but (motions that he can have it.)
Phoebe: Okay, so we got some more good rejections, lots of stuff to work on.
Chandler: Hey! You okay?
Monica: Okay.
Chandler: (laughs) Okay, we have to talk. Im just getting out of a very serious relationship
Rachel: Okay, wait a minute, wait a minute, why are we so sure that this is a girl?
Joey: No hey Rach, its cool okay? Yknow Im a loner too! (Heads for his room.) Right?
Fergie: (Yep, Sarah, the Duchess of York) Okay, so umm, whats your friends name?
Phoebe: Okay, 'cause right after my mom killed herself, I was just in this really bad place, y'know personally. So, I just thought that it'd make me feel better if I wrote to Sesame Street, 'cause they were so nice when I was a little kid! No one ever wrote back.
Monica: (Panicking) Okay, umm, okay, umm (Rachel opens the door.) It's just Joey and Ross.
Ross: Okay, I uh, I can't see you anymore.
Chandler: Oh, dont thank me, thank the jerk that never showed up. Okay, I gotta get to get to work.
Monica: Can we turn the TV off? Okay? Do we really want to spend the entire weekend like this?
Rachel: Okay, what's up?
Monica: Were not gonna have sex! Okay, nothings changed here. He still doesnt want children and I still do, so thats why were just gonna be friends.
Monica: Okay, this one I like!
Phoebe: Uh-hmm. Okay. Well then, could we reschedule? For say, Friday night perhaps at 8 oclock?
Chandler: Okay, fine, $300.
Phoebe: Oh well, okay, hey, yknow how when youre umm, youre walking down the street and you see three people in a row, and you say, "Oh, thats nice?"
Ross: That's okay.
Joey: Oh. Okay. Ooh! Ooh! Okay, maybe Ill talk about London! Yknow when you two hooked up! Only, only I wont say hooked up. Ill say, "Began their beautiful journey "
Ross: Okay, for instance. Let's say, Janice is coming back from a trip and she gives you two options. Option number 1 she'll take a cab home from the airport. Option 2 is you can meet her at baggage claim. Which do you do?
Chandler: Really? Okay. Great!