words in movies
Kathy's Co-Star: Oh, yeah! Ooh, thats nice. (They start making out harder.)
Phoebe: Ooh! How was Kathys play?
Phoebe: Ooh, what do I smell?
Phoebe: Ooh! (They all go over to her apartment)
Rachel: Ooh, I just feel bad, I never vacuum. (She goes into Chandler and Joeys.)
Rachel: Okay look, let me paint you a little picture. (She sits down next to him.) All right, you are settin sail up the Hudson! Youve got the wind in your h(sees that hes bald)arms! You-you get all that peace and quiet that youve always wanted! You get back to nature! You can go fishin! You canooh, you can get one of those little hats and have people call you captain, and then when youre old, Cappy.
Rachel: Ooh, your brother. Score!
Phoebe: Ooh! Thats good! Wow! But now if you were pregnant, what would you name it? Hint: Phoebe.
Monica: (putting off her coat) Ooh, this always happens. (Her coat gets stuck.)
Phoebe: Ooh! So now why can't we tell Chandler?
Joey: Ooh, we could end up with nothing.
Phoebe: I dont know. Ooh! Ooh! Look it! (She fans out the trick deck.) Ah-ha!
Phoebe: Ooh, whos it for?
Rachel: Ooh, lets open them!
Joey: Ooh, like the time you and I went to Atlantic City and I made you laugh so hard you threw up your whole steak?! Remember?
Phoebe: Yknow? Ooh, you can almost smell the opium.
Rachel: Ooh, Phoebes here! Okay, lets turn out all the lights and well just watch the movie!
Phoebe: Ooh, I like cards.
Roy: Ooh, boy. You should warn people there's no elevator! I should not have had that Mexican food for lunch.
Monica: Ooh! I'm sorry! I think, I THINK, that may have missed the table!
Phoebe: Oh! It will be fun! Ohh! Yay! Oh! Okay, ooh, lets plan the wedding reception. (She grabs the notebook which Monica used for her ideas and starts flipping page after page after page after page after page to find a blank one.) Wow! You really wanted me to do something with this van. (pause) Yknow what, I want you to take the chef job.
Joey: Ooh! So close.
Monica: You used to tell girls you were a Kennedy. (being sat down) Ooh, uh, thanks. Wow, little tight, isn�t it? How d�you get a bigger table? You-you had a big table, but they made you move. Huh-huh, shut up Monica. Whoo, I suppose that Chandler will have the smoked duck.
Phoebe: Ooh, I just pulled out four eyelashes. That can't be good.
Joey: I know, I know! What am I going to do? (Thinks) Ooh!
RACHEL: Ooh, goooosh, ooh, these are cookies smashed in the sports section.
Phoebe: Ooh, Joey, thats actually a really good idea!
Rachel: Ooh, the gift shop!
Ross: Ooh, I wanna switch to Rachel too!
Chandler: Ahh, ooh, try a hard 8.
Joey: Ooh, sorry. Sorry. You finish, go.
Dr. Green: Ooh, I have a little heart attack.
Monica: Well, maybe you could give to somebody else. Ooh, like Ross Geller.
Phoebe: Okay. Umm, ooh, oohoh, I have a game!
Phoebe: Oh! Ooh! Oh Monica! Its so beautiful.
Joey: Sure, no problem. (Sees something.) OohHey, donuts!
Phoebe: Ooh, lets see it!
PHOEBE: Ooh, look at you fancy lads. What's the occasion?
Rachel: Ohh. (She touches his arm for support and likes what she feels) Ooh!
Rachel: Well, like anything can be sexy. Like umm, oh-oh, like this dishtowel! (She grabs it and starts rubbing it on her cheek.) Ooh, ooh, this feels sooo good against my cheek! And-and if I feel a little hot, I can just dab myself with it. Or I can bring it down to my side and bring it through my fingers while I talk to him.
Ross: Ooh, well. Ah, I kinda have got a lot on my plate right now, not that I wouldn't love a weekend in the country with a strange man. (Mr. Oberblau giggles)
Monica: Ooh...hey honey, are you all right?
Rachel: Pheebs, I can't believe he hasn't kissed you yet. I mean God, by my sixth date with Paolo, I mean he had already named both my breasts! ...Ooh. Did I just share too much?
Joey: Ooh ooh ooh ooh, there's no room for milk!
Phoebe: HeyOoh, hows Hilda? Is she working out?
Ross: Oww!! My ankle! I really hurt my ankle! I think I twisted it when IOoh, a quarter!
Ross: You're welcome, Ben. Merry Christmas, ooh, and Happy Hanukkah!
Rachel: Okay, it's missing something. Ooh, I know! Umm, okay. (Goes and grabs a bag, that looks like a purse, and shows it to Joey.)
Phoebe: Ooh! How about Agamemnon?
Phoebe: Ooh, I have tasted my own medicine and it is bitter!
Rachel: Ooh, I like those sunglasses.
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: (notices the table) HeyOoh! Whats-whats that, dinner stuff? You making dinner?
Phoebe: Ooh, now you lost me.
Monica: Okay, ooh, alright. Name, address... Okay, in case of emergency, call?
Rachel: Ooh great! Very Monica.
Phoebe: I thought you were excellent! In fact for a minute there I was like, "Ooh, whered Ross go?"
Joey: Ooh!
Chandler: Ooh, that girl that I hate, eww, drives me crazy, eww, eww, oh!
Rachel: Ooh... oooh... (pause) (Rachel is all bah-jiggity about Joey) oh, ah... (pause) (to Monica) Can I ask you a question?
Ross: (playing the drunk uncle) When Monica was a little girl, I remember that(Phoebe screams and tackles him)Ooh!! Ow! Very good!
Joey: Ooh! A tape with a girls name on it. It's probably a sex tape... (realises) Wait a minute... This says Monica... (looks around) And this is Richard's apartment... (realises some more)
Phoebe: Ooh.
Rachel: Ahhh! (Gets in.) Ooh, nice!
Phoebe: Ooh, I think I wanna trade circles.
Phoebe: Ooh! That's a good one! Mine is to pilot a commercial jet.
Phoebe: Ooh, Soap Opera Digest!
Rachel: YeahOoh! Earrings! (Goes into her room.)
Chandler: Ooh, this is a Dear Diary moment.
Phoebe: Ooh Monica!
Phoebe: Hey! Ooh, did you do it yet?
Monica: Ooh, these tennis shoes are so tight. I think Ill take them off. (Goes to do so.)
Rachel: Ooh, I just wish we hadnt lost those four months, but if time was what you needed just to gain a little perspective...
Ross: Oh I know, isn't it? Ooh... what'd you do to get her to laugh?
PHOEBE: Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh. Ugly Naked Guy is decorating his tree. Oh my God, you should see the size of his Christmas Balls.
Chandler: Ooh, yum! (Runs into the bedroom.)
Phoebe: Oh! Ooh! Oh, I didnt know that you did pot.
Chandler: Ooh, I dont know if were there yet.
Joey: Ooh, great! Thanks!
Phoebe: Ooh, what happened?
Student: Ooh, dude. Thats not gonna happen.
PHOEBE: Ooh, ooh, did you ask Stacy Roth?
ERICA: No, no no no, you don't have to tell me anything. You don't have to explain yourself to me. Ooh, who am I to question the great Dr. Drake Remore?
Phoebe: Ooh, oh no! I have to go! I have a massage appointment.
Joey: Ooh, its probably a residual check, hey can you open it for me, Im kinda .
Joey: Ooh! Ah! Okay! (Quickly drags the crib outside.)
Joey: I dont know. Ooh, I bet its Richard.
Woman on TV: Ow! Ow! Ooh! That hurts!
Ross: Really?! (To Rachel) Hey, yknow what? Since you have such a great sense of what I need, uh ooh, heres-heres 60 bucks, why dont you take Phoebe down to that Colonial flea market of yours and get me some stuff.
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. Ooooh, ooh maybe I rode in on a Harley.
Rachel: Ooh, I can do that.
Phoebe: Ooh, honey. You stink at lying.
Rachel: Oh Pheebs thats so sweet(Grabs a pair of pants)Ooh, those are so cute!
Ross: Oh, veto. How aboutOoh, I like Ruth! What about Ruth?
Phoebe: Oh! Here it is! (Noticing it next to the door.) Ooh, Joey! Why did you sign it, "Son of a bitch?" (Son of a bitch is written across the entire picture.)
Phoebe: Ooh, oh, I've gotta go. (raises) Whoa, oh, head rush. One more, and then I have to go. (sits down, and then raises again) Cool!
Phoebe: Ohh!! God! (Gary enters and she sees him) Ooh! (To Chandler) Get out of here, good for nothing.
Monica: Umm, I'd love too! (She goes over and picks up the box and decides to follow Rachel's advice and holds the box up to her cheek.) Ooh, I love macaroni and cheese. I love-I love the way this box feels against my cheek.
Chandler: Ooh. Uh, I don't know how to tell you this, but she's in Monica's bedroom, getting it on with Max, that scientist geek. Ooh, look at that, I did know how to tell you.
PHOEBE: OK. Ooh, OK, you gotta give me a second, I wanna get this just right. [she sticks out her gut, clears her throat and sniffs her nose and then in her best male voice. . .] Dude, 11 o'clock, totally hot babe checkin' you out. That was really good, I think I'm ready for my penis now.
Monica: It worked! Ooh baby baby baby, ooh baby baby baby!
Phoebe: (entering with some guy) Hey. Ooh Ross! Howd the conversation go?
Monica: Ooh! But the band and the photographer are coming all the way in from New Jersey!
Ross: Huh? Ooh (laughs) you mean like a Huh?