words in movies
Chandler: Okay.
Gary: Tonight, but don't say anything. Okay?
Monica: I swear, I promise. I promise. Oh my God, I'm so excited! {And I just can't hide it! I'm about to lose control and I think I like it! Sorry, just couldn't resist it.} All right, listen let me tell you, do not get her flowers. Okay? Because y'know, she cries when they die, and there's the whole funeral
Phoebe: Okay. Bye!
Rachel: Noo! I wish! Okay, you ready?
Rachel: Okay! (She goes and gets her surprise and when she returns with it, Ross stares in shock.) Check it out!
Rachel: Ugh! Look you guys, I'm really excited about this! Okay? I don't care what you think! I'm gonna go set up a little litter box for Mrs. Whiskerson. (They both glare at her.) Well, what am I gonna call her? Fluffy?!
Joey: Okay!
Ross: I know! (Looks at the ball in his hands.) Don't switch hands, okay?
Gary: Sure. Okay.
{Y'know, sometimes I think the script writers throw in a line like that to try to trip me up. But it won't work. I'll always have the last laugh! <manical_laugh.wav> Okay, so maybe I'm a little deluded, it's probably just my spellchecker. But, I must admit I did get Mesozoic and Paleozoic on the first attempt. Yay me! Anyhoo }
Phoebe: Yeah! Okay. (They move to the couch.)
Phoebe: Thanks! Okay. (They sit down.)
Monica: Oh my God, the cat's made my eyes water! Don't-don't throw it to me! My vision's been compromised!! (Quickly grabs a tissue to wipe her eyes.) Oh God! Okay. Okay. It's okay. Man, that was close.
Gary: Okay, I'll see you at the station later.
Phoebe: Okay, yeah, I'll see you later! Don't forget about the moving in!
Gary: Hey, honey! Okay, so did you find any apartments? Anything in Brooklyn Heights?
Gary: Take a seat. You okay? You feeling all right? (Closes the door and takes off his coat.)
Gary: Let me tell you what I think might be going on. (Phoebe looks down in shame.) No-no-no, don't look at the table. Look at me. (Points to his eyes and she does so) Okay, I think somebody asked someone to move in with them. And I think someone said, "Yes" but now she's having doubts because things are moving to fast for someone. Does that sound at all possible to you?
Gary: Phoebe, it's okay that you feel this way. I mean it is soon. And there's a lot of things we don't know about each other, and I just figure that everything I really like. And the things I don't know, I get to learn about at someplace with both our names on the mailbox.
Rachel: Well, so then what are you doing to me? Okay? Just get out of here! All right? Move on!
Woman No. 2: Maybe. I was thinking about getting a cat, I was just going to go to the shelter (Good for her) but Okay, why not?
Rachel: Okay, a thousand.
Woman No. 2: Okay, yeah, I just wanted a cat. (Starts to leave.)
Rachel: (makes some unintelligible sound to stop her from leaving) Obviously you know how to haggle, so I'm not gonna try and take you on. Okay? So $800 and I don't call the cops because you're robbing me blind! Blind! (Covers her eyes) Just take cat, leave the money, and run away! Run away! (Uncovers her eyes and sees that the woman has fled) Damnit! (To the cat) Cat, can't you at least smile or something?! (The cat hisses at her again, it sounds like Rachel) Okay, did anybody just hear that? Anybody?
[Scene: Chandler and Joey's, Joey, Ross, Monica, and now Chandler are still playing catch. The guys are exhausted and sitting around the room. Monica is still standing all pumped up and being hyper-competitive yet again. {Okay! We get it! She's competitive!! Must we see all the time?!}]
Phoebe: Okay. (He grabs his gun and shoots the bird.) Oh! Oh no.
Rachel: Phoebe, are you okay?
Monica: It's okay. It's okay. Just pretend that it didn't happen! Okay? No one needs to know! I mean, Phoebe's not an official ballplayer! I mean, only official ballplayers can drop the ball!
All: All right. Okay. I'm starving! (They all get up, thus officially ending the game.)
Monica: Okay! Okay, let's race! First one there wins! Ha-ha! (Runs out the door and everyone watches her leave.)
Chandler: Y'know, how did I get this reputation as a dropper? Okay? I'm anything but a dropper. (We see various scenes of him dropping a football, a mug of coffee, the phone, an apple, a Frisbee, a record, and the final scene has a ball bouncing off of his chest. I'm not going to describe them, you'll have to see them.)
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.
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!
Chandler: Okay.
Monica: Okay, look, this could be a really long game.
Chandler and Monica: Okay.
Rachel: I'm sorry. All right, I'll just stay in here this time. (Puts her head back.) Okay.
Chandler: So you're really okay with this?
Rachel: Hello? (Listens) Um, yeah, uh, (snapping her fingers at Ross who takes the remote from Marcel, then turns off the TV) Okay ah, hold on a second, lemme lemme just check and see if see if she's here.
Danny: Okay.
Danny: Okay.
Phoebe: Well okay, let this be a lesson to all of you, all right. Once you, once you betray me, I become like the ice woman, yknow. Very cold, hard, unyielding, y'know nothing, nothing can penetrate this icy exterior. (to Monica) Can I have a tissue, please?
Vince: Phoebe, Phoebe relax, its okay. I mean we never said this was exclusive.
Monica: Okay thats it. I give up. At mom and dads 40th anniversary, youre the one giving the speech.
Chandler: Okay, keep saying it!
Danny: Okay!
Rachel: Okay. Okay.
Phoebe: Okay! Oh my God! My first bike! Thank you for the best present Ive ever gotten.
Ross: Okay. Thanks you guys. Pheebs are you wearing fur?
Ross: Shes fine. She doesnt know youre gone. And she doesnt have to know, okay? Now come on, were going home.
Monica: (To Joey) Okay, did you hear that?
Joey: Hey, Ross, you're okay with that?
Joey: Okay.
Phoebe: Okay. (She laughs harder.)
Phoebe: It's okay to laugh right?
Ross: (to Rachel) I-Im sorry Rach, I didnt know. Are you gonna be okay?
Phoebe: Okay.
Joey: Okay. Now this is just for tonight. Starting tomorrow, you gotta make a change. This has gone on long enough.
Rachel: But you will, you will be performing a service. Okay? Just-just think of me as a ketchup bottle, yknow you sometimes you have to bang on the end of it just to get something to come out.
Phoebe: Okay, she would love that! Y'know, 'cause you know all the clean places to eat.
Danny: Okay, see ya. (Heads out.)
Chloe: Oh, okay. (to the bartender) Hey, two beers. (sits down next to him)
Monica: Okay.
Rachel: Okay. (Closes the door.) Walked right into that one didn't he?
Chandler: Okay. (Starts to head for where the foosball table usually is.)
Chandler: Okay.
Phoebe: Okay. Whoa, sorry. Why were you just like all in the dark?
Monica: Okay, great!
Joey: Okay!
Chandler: Monica, I want a baby too, but this woman is giving away her child. She deserves to know who it's going to. Monica: (realizes Chandler is right. She's almost crying) okay, right. (They hug)
Rachel: Okay uh, but before you do that. I-I, I need you to talk to me.
Ross: HEY, SHE'S FAST!! OKAY?!! (Chandler is so shocked at Ross's outburst that he drops his spoon and backs up) Oh! You-you think you can be beat me? Let's go! Outside!!
Phoebe: Good. Yknowno-no, okay, its-it feels like everythings been about me lately, so whats happening with you?
Ross: Okay, but do you really need another friend? I mean...
Rachel: Okay, that we may be able to do.
Phoebe: Okay, don't worry, I'm just checking to see if the muscle's in spasm...huh.
Phoebe: Okay, dont freak out. Ill go.
Chandler: Okay.
Rachel: Okay, you know what/ Youre going to have to call that plane and tell them to swing around and come and pick me up.
Ross: Look, Im not trying to get out of anything, okay. I thought our relationship was dead!
Chandler: (a little hurt) Okay but what about y'know my pinchable butt and my bulging bicepsShe knows!
Joey: (on phone) Well, so anyway Beth, what Im saying is I shouldve considered your feelings before I went home with you that night. Ive ah, Ive recently learned whats it like to be on your side of it, and Im sorry. So, do you think you can forgive me? (listens) Great. Thanks. Okay, bye. (He sits down and crosses out something, and dials the phone again.) Hello, Jennifer? (listens) Oh hi, Mrs. Loreo, is Jennifer there? (listens) Oh, shes not home huh? (listens) Well ah, actually I kinda need to talk to you too.
Rachel: Okay.
Phoebe: Okay.
Joey: (pointing to the TV) Okay, Ross, look-look-look-look, look right here. Thats called a scrum, okay? Its kinda like a huddle.
Rachel: Oh, thats veryReally very-very okay.
Phoebe: Okay then.
Monica: Ross, are you okay?
Chandler: And you're okay with that?
Dr. Harad: Okay. You ready to push again?
Ross: No! No! I didnt do that. Its just Okay, honestly no. I dont, I dont see a big future with her.
Ross: Okay, there are no stupid fights!! This isnt about the room, this is about what the room represents! And unfortunately, this room (Points to Rachels room) could destroy you!!
Rachel: Okay, maybe they are not funny to you
Phoebe: Well, it's going okay.