words in movies
Chandler: Oh, okay, thanks. (He goes back to the couch and rejoins Monica, Joey, and Phoebe.)
Chandler: Its not something to be proud of, okay? You have to go to a sleep clinic!
Monica: Okay.
Rachel: Yeah. Yeah. Definitely, well it definitely took me by surprise, but Im okay.
Monica: (laughs) Okay.
Joshua: (sitting) You okay?
Rachel: Im more than okay, I am really, really happy! Wanna know why?
Rachel: Well, yeah, right, yknow what? Yeah, youre right, I mean, we no, we have our fun. Yeah! But if (Grunts uncomprehensively) I mean, I mean like craaaazy! Yknow? Okay, all right. This is gonna, this is gonna sound yknow, a little umm, hasty, but uh, just go with it. Umm. Ugh. What if we got married?
Monica: Okay, ready?
Monica: Okay.
Monica: Okay! My turn! My turn!
Phoebe: Okay! (Gets into position) Okay, ready?
Phoebe: Okay. (Phoebe turns and throws it on the couch.)
Monica: Okay, throw it straight this time.
Phoebe: Okay.
Rachel: Yeah, maybe, but I dont think I even care. I dont think hes the one Im sad about. Yknow, I know that I said that I am totally okay with Ross getting married, but as it turns out, I dont think Im handling it all that well.
Ross: So, I got us some reservations for Sunday night, okay? How about, Ernies at 9 oclock?
Rachel: Its okay. Sometimes, things dont work out the way youd thought they would.
Ross: You okay?
Rachel: Oh, okay! (She goes to answer the door.)
Rachel: Okay, you guys, just relax. (She goes over to open the door, and as she does, she says.) I doooo. (Sees that its Joshua, not Chandler that knocked on the door.)
Monica: Okay, Phoebe you know what youre doing right?
CHANDLER: Okay, it's not a guy, all right, I know her.
Pete: Its okay, its not as bad as it looks, its a precaution. Ah, Im not supposed to move my spine.
Ross: (Holding him back.)Dad, dad, please. Look I dont want anything to upset Emily tonight. Alright, she's had a hard enough couple of days as it is. (Picks up the bill.) Now here, here, let me go talk to him, okay?
Gary: Okay!
Gary: Okay, you guys free tonight?
Rachel: Okay.
Joey: Yeah, okay.
Chandler: Okay.
Rachel: Okay.
Ross: Ohh! Okay! Okay. (Resumes reading word for word from the card) "There are three (pauses and looks at Joey) primary theories concerning sediment flow rate. (Pauses and darts his eyes between Chandler and Rachel.) (Rachel starts laughing) Each of these theories (glances at Phoebe) can be further subcategorized (glances at Chandler) into "
Joey: Is everything okay?
Joey: (To Ross) You okay man?
Gary: (To Ross) Okay, go ahead.
Phoebe: Okay!
Joey: Okay.
Joey: Okay... Well maybe now Im not okay with it not being okay.
Rachel: I have it, I have it, I have it. Oh, okay, I can't find it, but I remember that I was in seat 32C, because that's my bra-size.
Ross: Okay, okay, we were on the ride along with Gary, right?
Ross: Okay, look, yesterday I would've even considered calling her back, but my ex-wife calls on the same day I have a near death experience. I mean, that-that has got to mean something!
Ross: Well, okay, what-what did she say?
Phoebe: For 99 cents, I'd eat you. (Sees the casino) Okay, I can totally settle down here. It's got everything I could ever want, including Joey! Look! (Points to Joey in his gladiator suit posing for a picture with two old ladies.) Oh! Look! Hi!
Rachel: Go to the post office! I'm sure her picture's up! ...Okay, Monica, y'know what, honey, you're kinda losing it here! I mean, this is really becoming like a weird obsession thing.
Phoebe: He is sweet. Hes too sweet. He calls me all the time. (Mimicking him) "So did-did you get home from work okay?" "Did-did you get out of the shower okay?"
Phoebe: Oh no. Could I get anyone a coffee or poison? No? Just for me? Okay. (Walks away.)
Rachel: Ohh, honey no problem. Okay. (Gets up.)
Chandler: Okay, Im going to go stand over there. (Points and moves into the living room.)
Chandler: Okay.
Rachel: (looking around) Who are you talking too? Oh, youre kidding! Oh, its a joke! (Laughs.) Its funny. Its funny. I dont get it. (Joey doesnt say any thing and Rachel realizes its not a joke.) Oh. (Pause) Okay. Umm I-I uh, wow. Are you uh How did umm When?
Phoebe: Okay. Bye!
Ross: Okay, go left. Left! Left! (The bottom of the couch is hitting the railing.)
The Director: Okay, all right. Lets do it. (He walks off.) And Action!
Chandler: No! (Calls) Danielle, hi! It's, uh, it's Chandler! (Listens) I'm fine. Uh, listen, I don't know if you tried to call me, because, uh, idiot that I am, I accidentally shut off my phone. (Listens) Oh, uh, okay, that's fine, that's great. (Listens) Okay. (Puts down the phone.) (to Monica) She's on the other line, she's gonna call me back. (He starts doing a little jig.) She's on the other line, she's gonna call me back, she's on the other line, gonna call me back...
Rachel: Noo! I wish! Okay, you ready?
Chandler: Okay, there are no famous Joeys. Except for, huh, Joey Buttafucco.
Joey: Okay!
Ross: You weren't there! Okay, maybe this is something that I-I'm supposed to seize! Y'know?
Gary: Sure. Okay.
Rachel: Look, I cannot do this right now, okay, Ive got a deadline, would you just go home, Ill talk to you later. (storms out)
Joey: Ooh, hey, I know how we can decide! All right, uh, I'm gonna ask you a bunch of questions and then you have to answer real fast. Okay? So uh, clear your mind Clear it right out! Clear it out! Clear!
The Casting Director: Okay, anytime.
Ross: Okay, theres this guy, Warren, from the museum and hes going on a dig for like two years and hes got this great place he needs to sublet. So uh, you interested?
Phoebe: Thanks! Okay. (They sit down.)
Phoebe: Okay! Thanks! Happy Holidays, here's your joy. (She waves her arm and spreads her joy.)
Ross: Okay, I'm working on my flirting.
Ross: I will be! Listen, I dont want you teaching my son that stuff anymore. Okay?
Joey: Oh hey come on, dont-dont-dont do this! Umm, look let-let me tell you something, okay? Now when I watch you do a scene, Im thinking, "Boy, she-she is a great actress!" (Shes not buying it.) Uh but-but, I am also thinking, "She is hot!"
Phoebe: (in voice, on phone) 'Okay, go ahead.' (in normal voice on phone) Um, hi Annie. (listens) Fantastic! (to Joey) You got it. (on phone) Oh, okay, um, 'Will he work for scale?' you ask me. Well, I don't know about that, (Joey clears his throat to signify yes) except that I do and he will. Great, oh you are such a sweetheart. I would love to have lunch with you, how about we have lunch next....(hangs up phone) Op, went through a tunnel.
Rachel: Okay, you want me to stop at the ATM?
Phoebe: Oh! Okay, that actually makes more sense. So how was it?
Caitlin: (getting more desperate to leave) Well okay!
Phoebe: Okay. Okay! Well okay, who do we know thats coming? Me. Are you?
Joey: Uh, Entertainment Tonight. [Cut to Chandler] Yeah, okay so, good talking to ya and don't come out here. All right. (Hangs up the phone and poses for that picture.)
Chandler: Yes, well, I expect this from her. Okay? She's always been a Freudian nightmare.
Rachel: Okay, a thousand.
Woman No. 2: Okay, yeah, I just wanted a cat. (Starts to leave.)
Phoebe: Yeah, okay, listen, umm, Mom, I hope you know you still mean a lot to me. And youre welcome to come back anytime.
Chandler: Okay, so now do you believe that she's attracted to me?
The Stripper: Okay, who are you? The Hardy boys? Look, I dont need to steal some stupid ring, all right? I make $1,600 a week doing what I do; any of you guys make that?
Joey: And remember whatever comes up first. Okay? And hurry, because �
Rachel: Phoebe, are you okay?
Monica: (from her bedroom) Okay! Ill be right out. Im slipping into something a little less comfortable, and a little more slutty.
Joshua: Kidding! (Rachel is relived) Im gonna get there early, but Im going to put you on the V.I.P list, okay? Look for me.
Chandler: Okay, so Richard, Richard!
Chandler: You okay there man?
Ross: Okay, I don't think it's going to pivot anymore.
Phoebe: Oh yeah, no-no-no. I'm fine. I'm okay, but umm, my Grandma sorta died.
Ross: Hello! I'm in the front seat, okay? I'm Gary's partner!
Ross: Okay.
Rachel: Okay.
Rachel: Okay.
Rachel: Okay. Okay!
Rachel: Okay.
Dr. Miller: That's okay.
Ross: Hey! You were a closed book! Okay? Im not a mind reader! Besides, I hate those conversations. Im horrible at them. Really! Maybe-maybe I need kind of a gesture. Yknow, something that says were moving forward without having to talk about it.
Rachel: Okay, but taking care of a drunk, naked woman seems like a job for Joey.
Monica: Okay. (Monica backs off.)
Chandler: Okay!
Monica: Okay. (She picks a card.) Four.
Ross: Okay. So we're, we're good?
Chandler: Okay!
Chandler: Really? He does? (taking the phone) Hey, buddy, what's up! Oh, she told you about that, huh. Well, yeah, I have one now and then. Well, yeah, now. Well, it's not that big- ..well, that's true,.. Gee, y'know, no-one- no-one's ever put it like that before. Well, okay, thanks! (He hands the phone back and stubs out his cigarette.)
Ross: Okay. So well Ill umm, (To Rachel) Ill have her home by midnight.
Rachel: Okay.
Rachel: Okay, they are. (No they're not.)
Rachel: Okay!
Monica: Okay.
Rachel: Okay.
Rachel: Okay, then y'know what? Help me! I need help! I can't do this!
Ross: (Stepping in between them.)Okay! Okay! Thats it!! Parents!! Parents!! Back away!! All right, this is our wedding day! From now on everyone gets along, and if I hear one more word. NO GRANDCHILDREN! (Pointing at his mother.) Thats right!!
Ross: Okay! Ho-ho! We did not steal your thunder because we are not getting back together!
Chandler: Okay. I just wanted them to hear it from somebody else.
Phoebe: Okay, those are my sunglasses, you borrowed them from me.
Joey: Oh no-no Rach, please, dont be sorry. Okay? Dont be sorry. (They hug again.) Yknow I was only kidding you.
The Husband: Okay!
Chandler: Okay, I get it. So, I get nothing! Nothing here is mine! Everything here is yours! Ill get up in the morning put on your clothes, and head off to work!
Stanley: Eh, worth a shot. (Gets into his car.) Look Joey, let me know where you're staying, okay? (The car peels away.)
Monica: Okay, you can not tell Chandler. Okay? That I ran into Richard.
Chandler: Okay.
Monica: Okay!