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.
Phoebe: (to Robert) Youve have lipstick right here (points to her cheek). Thats okay, its mine, we just kissed.
Rachel: (with a hurt expression on her face) Okay, but before you go, could you help me first?
Ross: Okay. (Swallows hard.) Hop on Gert. (She does and Ross winces in pain.)
Frank: Okay, so what you used to have with Rachel, is what Ive got with Alice.
Joey: What? No, no, no! No, no... no... no, no... No, too much is changing, okay? First, Phoebe getting married (to Phoebe) Congratulations! (pointing to Monica and Chandler)... and then these two move into a stupid house in the stupid suburbs...
Joey: Oh uh, okay. Yeah.
Rachel: Okay. (Pushes play.) Okay, thats him! Thats him! Thats Cujo! Thats Cujo!
Phoebe: No, okay, youre right. Youre easy-going. Youre just not as easy-going as Rachel. Shes just more flexible and-and mellow. Thats all.
Joey: All right. Okay. You and Monica, friends for a long time, and sure there are rules, but then you went to London. Oh, no, but thats different. I mean, there are rules there, too! You know what I mean?
Rachel: Okay fine, what do you have?
Rachel: Okay! I was thinking if its a girl, how about Sandrine? Its French.
Rachel: Okay, James.
Rachel: Yeah, I-I-I-Im funny Ben, but Im not stupid. Okay?
Phoebe: Okay. So, this wire is connected to this wire which plugs into here. (She points at each as she says it.) Okay so, to get the beeping to stop all I have to do (She picks up a shoe and proceeds to pummel the smoke detector. She then gets up and heads to bed, stops, quickly turns around, and is satisfied that the beeping has stopped.) Well done, Pheebs. (She resumes her trek to bed, but is stopped at the entrance to the hallway by the now steady and extremely loud tone emanating from the smoke detector.) (Yelling.) What do you want from me?!!!!!!!
Chandler: Oh, okay. (Hands her the money.) Here you go.
Rachel: (laughs) Okay. All right, stand up. (They do so.) Well, when were at the door, I lightly press my lips against his, and then move into his body just for a second, and then I make this sound, "Hmmm." Okay, I know it doesnt sound like anything, but I swear it works.
Monica: Okay, lets talk about something else.
Monica: Okay, he was talking about rules.
Phoebe: Okay.
Chandler: Okay.
Joey: Yeah. You know? You just... Look, you gotta... You gotta think about last night the way she does, okay? Maybe, maybe sleeping together was the perfect way to say goodbye?
Ross: Okay, okay, so we're in the car. Right? And bang! A shot was fired. And Joey with no regard for his own safety throws himself on me!
Monica: Okay.
Phoebe: Okay.
Monica: Okay.
Monica: Oh, okay. No problem.
Monica: Alright, well, this does not change anything. (to Chandler) Okay, we need to get something to grease the sides of his face.
Phoebe: Okay. Do you guys want me to play for you?
(She grabs his arm and drags him over to a table where three beautiful women are sitting. Now, Im going to go out on a limb and say that their names are Stephanie, Karin, and Meg. Okay, so I looked at the credits. Of course, only Meg is named later on, so Ill have to guess who is Stephanie and who is Karin. But, well cross that bridge when we come to it.)
Chandler: Okay. How about in that cabinet?
Chandler: Okay, dont say anything, you might scare it away.
Phoebe: (getting uncomfortable) Okay.
Ross: (rushes in) Is everything okay?
Rachel: Okay, no uterus, no opinion.
Chandler: The door hasnt been locked in five years, but okay! (Runs out.) Ready?!
Rachel: Okay. Oh GodOw!Oo!
Monica: Okay.
Phoebe: Okay. (Hands him a napkin.) So, what are you?
Phoebe: Yeah, okay. Hey, wait. Do you know what kind of birth control she was using?
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.
Chandler: Are you okay?
Monica: Okay! It's time for dinner. Everyone we're using our fancy china.. um and its very expensive so please be careful.
Phoebe: Okay.
Brenda: Okay. (Goes over and fluffs up the pillows on the couch.
Joey: The question should be Rach, what is not so great about The Shining. Okay? And the answer would be: nothing. All right? This is like the scariest book ever. I bet its way better than that classic of yours.
Joey: Oh, okay.
Rachel: Okay, Ross, Phoebe is my girlfriend, okay, we tell each other everything. You know, I mean, come on, guys do the same thing, I mean, what about all that locker room stuff.
Ross: (grabbing the car) Okay! Okay! Okay! (He gets in, but into the back seat.)
Rachel: Okay, let me just get a cup of coffee.
Monica: Please, don't listen to Joey, okay. Would you look at him? He-hes obviously depressed. He's away from his family; he's spending Thanksgiving with strangers. What he needs right now is for you to be his friend.
Chandler: Okay Ross has the cameras, has he checked out yet?
Joey: Ooh! Ah! Okay! (Quickly drags the crib outside.)
Mona: Okay, but its Valentines Day!
Phoebe: Yeah! Here! (She grabs a deck out of her purse) Oh no, these are the trick deck. Okay. Here yes. Okay.
Monica: Okay.
Rachel: Okay. (The nurse exits.) Oh man, I swear if they sold these at Pottery Barn
Chandler: Okay, okay, just because he buys you dinner, does not mean you owe him anything.
Phoebe: Okay, good.
Rachel: Oh-oh! Okay, shes kicking!
Chandler: Look, we're not just messing around! I love her. Okay, I'm in love with her.
Rachel: Okay. (watching the tape) Ooh, my! (Rachel jumps when the woman starts screaming) Woah! Why is that baby torturing that woman?!
Ross: Okay. Okay, Ill talk to him.
Ross: Okay.
Joey: Okay thats the green stuff talkin.
Ross: Look, just because some idiot drew on your face doesn't mean you shouldn't have any fun! Okay? And besides, hey-hey-hey no one is even gonna look at you. Okay? This is Vegas! Hello! There are tons of other freaks here! (Rachel turns around and glares at him.) There are tons of freaks here. No other. No. Come on! No one will notice, I swear!
Rachel: But wait you said everything was gonna be okay.
Rachel: Okay whats up?
Joey: Okay umm, I just came by to tell you that I want to have dinner with you tonight. Thats all.
Joey: Oh okay, okay! One more push! One more push! Come on honey, were almost there! Were almost there!
Joey: Okay. Okay, I can do this. I can tell her how I feel. Just uh, just stand up straight. (Does so.) Take a couple deep breaths. (Does so.) Look confident. (Does so as Rachel opens the door and startles him.)
Phoebe: Ive got friends too. Okay, bye.
Phoebe: Im really glad you guys are okay but, I just keep thinking what would happen if-if you two (Points to Monica and Joey) actually had hooked up.
Phoebe: Its okay, hes a virgin.
Monica: Okay, Im done. Read mine.
Rachel: Okay, Im done. Do mine.
Ross: Thats my favorite shirt! Okay? I love that shirt!
Phoebe: Yeah, I like Vince a lot, y'know? But, its just Jasons so sensitive, y'know? And in the long run, I think sensitive its just better than having just like a really, really, really nice (pause) butt. (Her eyes glaze over thinking about the butt.) (pause) Jason! Definitely Jason! Okay, wish me luck!
Joey: Okay. (Clears throat) Years ago, when I was backpacking across Western Europe
Phoebe: Okay! Okay! Okay! (They run into the chapel.)
Ben: Ill be okay.
Phoebe: Okay.
Joey: Okay, heres a good one for ya. Who do think would win in a fight between Ross and Chandler.
Chandler: (pause) Yes. (to Rachel) Okay, theres this one guy, Patrick, I think youre gonna like him, hes really nice, hes funny, hes a swimmer.
The Instructor: Okay ladies, that ends todays class, and lets remember, lets be safe out there.
Rachel: Okay look Mr. Zelner
Phoebe: Okay.
Chandler: Okay, but if you can't no dinner!
Joey: Okay. All right. Umm, so uh, so how did it happen? Did your eyes meet across the room? And then the next thing yknow youre in the bathtub together and shes feeding you strawberries?
Joey: Okay, pick a card, any card. (Monica picks one) All right, now memorize it. Show to everybody. Got it?
Rachel: Okay. All right, that's true! But y'know I just don't embarrass that easily.
Monica: Okay, all right dont judge me to much. Okay? Um, but I saw this info-mercial, and um, I swear to you I have never-ever bought anything on TV before, except for this mop. But there was this stuff on leg waxing, it just, it looked so amazing....
(As she walks away, Chandler mouths a scream to Monica. How motions and mouths, "It's okay, it's okay.")
Rachel: Okay, Ross, it has to be realistic.
Parker: Are you okay? You seem kind of quiet.
Phoebe: You guys were right. Hes just too excited about everything. I mean Im all for living life, but this is the Gellers 35th anniversary. Okay? Lets call a spade a spade this party stinks.
Matt: You-you mentally make a flag on it and you say, "Okay show night, Im justIll never be able to get through this."
Rachel: Okay Ross, can I uh, can I ask you something?
Rachel: Okay, get ready to see some beggin!
Phoebe: Okay, you guys. You guys I think I know whats going on here. Okay, you guys STOP!! (They stop.) I know that, I know that youre acting mad because you think that itll make it easier to leave. But deep down youre still really sad. Deep-deep down.
Rachel: Okay, dont listen to him. Please?