words in movies
Phoebe: Okay, okay. If I were omnipotent for a day, I would want, um, world peace, no more hunger, good things for the rain-forest...And bigger boobs!
Ross: It's okay, y'know, you just nodded off again.
Rachel: Okay.
Rachel: Okay, I'm not just waitressing. I'm.. I, um... I write the specials on the specials board, and, uh... and I, uh... I take the uh dead flowers out of the vase... Oh, and, um, sometimes Artelle lets me put the little chocolate blobbies on the cookies.
Monica: Hey, Rach. How was it with your friends? (She and Phoebe scream.) Okay! How would you like some Tiki Death Punch? (She pours the contents of the blender into some glasses.)
Rachel: Okay. (Grabs the blender and starts to drink.)
Monica: That is the unusual activity. Look, they just wanna see if you're okay.
Rachel: They wanna know if I'm okay. Okay.. they wanna know if I'm okay, okay, let's see. Well, let's see, the FICA guys took all my money, everyone I know is either getting married, or getting promoted, or getting pregnant, and I'm getting coffee! And it's not even for me! So if that sounds like I'm okay, okay, then you can tell them I'm okay, okay?
Rachel: Okay, but Pheebs, Pheebs, Jack gave up a cow, I gave up an orthodontist. Okay, I-I-I know, I know I didn't love him-
Rachel: Okay, but Monica, what if- what if it doesn't come together?
Rachel: Okay, see, see, you guys, what if we don't get magic beans? I mean, what if all we've got are.. beans?
Ross: (jumping to his feet) Look, I don't wanna make any trouble, okay, but I'm in a lot of pain here, alright? My face is dented.
Ross: Little louder, okay, I think there's a man on the twelfth floor in a coma that didn't quite hear you...
Monica: Okay. Okay, I got one. Do you remember that vegetarian pate that I made that you loved so much?
Phoebe: Oh! Oh! Oh! Okay, fine, fine. Now I don't feel so bad about sleeping with Jason Hurley.
Rachel: Okay, okay, okay, I got one! (She sits up and the cushion she was leaning against falls off of the balcony.) Anyway- The valentine Tommy Rollerson left in your locker was really from me.
Ross: (Doing the spinning) Okay, Monica: Right foot red.
Ross: Okay, Pheebs: Right hand blue. (Phoebe has to bend over.)Good. (Joey stares at her butt appreciatively)
Rachel: Oh, okay. Will you take my place?
Rachel: Nooo! (She grabs the phone and Chandler takes her place on the mat.) (On phone) Hello? (Listens) Oh, yeah, no, I know, I-I haven't been using it much. (Listens) Oh, well, thanks, but, I'm okay, really.
Joey: Okay.
Chandler: Okay great.
Monica: No thats, thats okay.
Joey: Okay thats fair.
Monica: (suspiciously) Okay. (Exits to carry out Phoebes wishes.)
Joey: Okay, Im all right, okay, but hey, could you just leave your lips? (She kisses him on the cheek and starts to leave.)
Chandler: Okay, what is in here? Rocks?
Richard: Okay, she was here, but she left.
Rachel: Okay! (Picks up the phone and starts dialing.) (In an Irish accent) "Hello Ross, this is Dr. McNeeley from the Fake Accent University, wed like you to come on board with us full time! (Hangs up.)
Joey: Yeah, youre great! Okay, lets take it from
Chandler: Yeah all right. (They part.) Okay, good night guys.
Rachel: Okay.
Phoebe: Okay so, by melting, you meant melting.
Chandler: Oh, okay! (He rolls over to do that again.)
Rachel: (handing her the wine) Okay honey, now I'm gonna try to listen from right here!
Monica: Okay everybody, lets go! Lets go!
Rachel: Okay.
Chandler: Okay.
Chandler: Dog grooming huh? Okay, just dont make my tail too poofy.
Chandler: You okay over there?
Chandler: Okay, so I guess thats about ah, two weeks before the topless thing kicks in.
Ross: You okay?
Joey: Oh well, okay, good luck.
Phoebe: Okay. (She goes to get ready.)
Rachel: Okay come on Phoebe, its nothing! Monica, come on!
Joey: Okay. (he gets in the unit and closes the door) See?! I told ya!
Chandler: (straining) Okay.
Ross: Okay. Sure. (Sits down on her bed.)
Chandler: Okay, well. Janice said 'Hi, do I look fat today?' And I, I looked at her....
Ross: Easy. Easy. You have to go to the hospital. Okay?
Monica: Okay! Why?!
Phoebe: She is lying! And I bet I can prove it. Excuse me. (She grabs Ursulas purse and starts going through it and finds some papers.) Okay. Okay. YeahNot a prayer chain, but what looks like a detailed drawing of a bank floor plan. (Holds up her nametag.) Okay, heres the nametag from the restaurant where she works as a waitress! Not a teacher, a waitress. All right, heres her driver license, this oughta be good, she always lies about this. How old did she say she was?
Chandler: Okay. (Goes back to bed.)
Monica: Okay! (Runs off.)
Rachel: Okay.
Ross: Umm, okay, yeah, sure. But wh-whats wrong with Monica and Chandler?
Chandler: Okay.
Ross: Thats okay, Ill just pick em off.
Phoebe: Okay, lets talk outside.
Chandler: Okay, uh, how about, how aboutyknow what? We could play a new game. A new game, its fun.
Judge: Okay you two are asking the court for an annulment?
Phoebe: Oh, its the compulsively neat one by the window, okay.
Chandler: Honey, its gonna be okay.
Chandler: Okay. But if you dont come back soon, (She leaves and closes the door) theres pretty much nothing I can do about it!
Phoebe: Okay. HeyOoh, cool sheets! (Notices the sheet over the table.)
Phoebe: Yeah, just, okay, look I'm going. Um, come on. Op, op, behind the pillar, which way am I gonna go?
Ross: Laugh it up, but the jokes on you. Because we dont need to get divorced, okay? We were just gonna get an annulment.
Phoebe: Okay, umm, if a kid gets straight As, his parents would say, "Yeah, he pulled a Monica." Y'know? Or a fireman saves a baby, and they go, "Yeah I know, he pulled a Monica." Or someone hits a homerun and the announcer says, "Yeah, that ones outta here." Though some things dont change.
The Casting Director: Okay. Let's do it again.
Ross: Look, I uh, I tried not to kiss her, okay?
Chandler: Okay, we owe you a present.
Rachel: Oh wow, uh okay, uh maybe. Umm, yes, I can do that!
Joey: Look, it's okay, no, no, no, really, look um, I really appreciate this Pheebs, but I think I'm gonna have to go back to Estelle.
Rachel: Yeah, and I am okay with being a pushover.
Rachel: Its left sweetie, but thats okay sweetie, thats a tough one.
Chandler: Okay! Come on! Let's go! All right!
Phoebe: Oh, okay. (Walks over to him.) Excuse me sir? Could you come with me please? You have a phone call.
Phoebe: Okay, first of all, breathe. Second of all, I dont get it. Arent you the one that decided that you didnt want to be with Ross?
Rachel: Well that was umm Okay.
Ross: Well, the lighting was okay.
Phoebe: Well, hes never coming back! Okay? You just cost me eight dollars a week!
Ross: Okay, Monica. Mon, uh what-what you just saw
Chandler: Okay.
Monica: Okay.
Ross: Okay, please-please Paul, just let me explain
Joey: Okay.
Monica: Okay, come here! (Phoebe joins them in the hug.)
Monica: It's okay. I don't care. It's uh, it's fine.
Fat Joey: Thanks sweetheart. Give me a little sugar here. (They kiss.) Okay.
Rachel: (grabbing Phoebe) Okay. Well be right back. (They go into her office and she closes the door.)
Ross: Y'know what, y'know what, Im-Im not the one that wanted that, that break, okay. Youre the one that bailed on us. Youre the one that, that ran when things got just a little rough!
Tag: Okay.
Chandler: Okay. (Does The Face.)
Chandler: Uh Joe, when its one oclock in the morning and you dont come by? Thats okay!
Joey: Yeah, okay.
Phoebe: Ohh. No thats okay, hes a friend.
Phoebe: Okay.
Phoebe: (To Monica) Anyway, I should go. Okay, bye.
Ross: Okay.
Joey: Well, not that its any of your business, but, no, we havent, okay?
Monica: Are you okay?
Joey: (dejected) Yeah okay. (To Chandler) Even though my tax dollars paid for this car.
Rachel: Okay.
Ross: (enters from the bed room) Okay I put most of the stuff away.
Monica: Okay. (She opens it up and shows it to them.)
Chandler: Okay.
Chandler: Great! Okay, here. (Holds the ring up for him.)
Phoebe: Oh, thank you so much! (They hug.) Okay.
Ross: Okay. But not about this!
Joey: Okay! When?!
Rachel: Okay, bla-bla-bla-bla!! Who is it?!
Rachel: Okay, uh
Rachel: its gonna be okay!
Joey: Okay, Phoebe
Monica: So I made snacks. Please, just hang out okay? Im just gonna rest my eyes just a little bit.
Rachel: Yeah okay, you laugh now, but shes gonna be yours. (Phoebe gets suddenly scared.)
Monica: We should get over there and see if she's okay. (switching places with Ross) Just one...second! Score! (Monica scores, high-fives with Ross) Game! Come on. (Monica and Phoebe leave)
Monica: I know!! (calls him) (on phone) Chip? Hi! Its Monica. (listens) Kay. (listens) Kay. (listens) Okay. (listens) Okay, good-bye. (hangs up) Oh my God, we just had the best conversation!! (goes into her room as Rachel enters)
Monica: Really? Okay, so why dont you tell me what happened to Ross Junior year at Disneyland?
Ross: Okay, okay take a guess.