words in movies
Phoebe: I-I cant find anything that I want to eat! Everything I eat makes me nauseous! Im telling you, being pregnant is no piece of cakeooh! Cake! (Chandler shrugs, and Phoebe grimaces.) No.
Phoebe: God! Ooh! What is that smell? Its coming from the bathroom. Ooh! (She goes to the bathroom.)
Phoebe: Ooh, yeah. Then what are you going to put on top of that?
Phoebe: Ooh yeah! Then umm, what goes on top of the salami?
Joey: Ooh, I was gonna say bologna, but thats much better. How about a little of that smoked turkey?
Phoebe: Ooh, this is cool...it says in some parts of the world, people actually eat the placenta. (Joey grimaces)
PHOEBE: Ooh, this is it, 74. [screeches to a halt, Joey and Chandler are thrown into the plexiglass wall in the cab]
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: 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.
Joey: Ooh! So close.
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.
Phoebe: Ooh, I just pulled out four eyelashes. That can't be good.
Phoebe: Ooh, Joey, thats actually a really good idea!
Monica: Ooh! I'm sorry! I think, I THINK, that may have missed the table!
Joey: I know, I know! What am I going to do? (Thinks) Ooh!
Rachel: Ooh, the gift shop!
Chandler: Ahh, ooh, try a hard 8.
RACHEL: Ooh, goooosh, ooh, these are cookies smashed in the sports section.
Ross: Ooh, I wanna switch to Rachel too!
Dr. Green: Ooh, I have a little heart attack.
Monica: Well, maybe you could give to somebody else. Ooh, like Ross Geller.
Joey: Ooh, sorry. Sorry. You finish, go.
Joey: Sure, no problem. (Sees something.) OohHey, donuts!
Phoebe: Oh! Ooh! Oh Monica! Its so beautiful.
Phoebe: HeyOoh, hows Hilda? Is she working out?
PHOEBE: Ooh, look at you fancy lads. What's the occasion?
Phoebe: Ooh, lets see it!
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.
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?
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?
Phoebe: Ooh, I have tasted my own medicine and it is bitter!
Joey: Ooh ooh ooh ooh, there's no room for milk!
Phoebe: Okay. Umm, ooh, oohoh, I have a game!
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?
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: Oww!! My ankle! I really hurt my ankle! I think I twisted it when IOoh, a quarter!
Rachel: Ooh great! Very Monica.
Phoebe: Ooh, now you lost me.
Monica: Okay, ooh, alright. Name, address... Okay, in case of emergency, call?
Phoebe: I thought you were excellent! In fact for a minute there I was like, "Ooh, whered Ross go?"
Rachel: Ooh, I like those sunglasses.
Ross: (notices the table) HeyOoh! Whats-whats that, dinner stuff? You making dinner?
Rachel: Ahhh! (Gets in.) Ooh, nice!
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!
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?
Phoebe: Ooh.
Phoebe: Ooh, I think I wanna trade circles.
Chandler: Ooh, this is a Dear Diary moment.
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! That's a good one! Mine is to pilot a commercial jet.
Phoebe: Ooh, Soap Opera Digest!
Phoebe: Hey! Ooh, did you do it yet?
Phoebe: Ooh Monica!
Ross: Oh I know, isn't it? Ooh... what'd you do to get her to laugh?
Rachel: YeahOoh! Earrings! (Goes into her room.)
Rachel: Ooh, I just wish we hadnt lost those four months, but if time was what you needed just to gain a little perspective...
Monica: Ooh, these tennis shoes are so tight. I think Ill take them off. (Goes to do so.)
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.
Student: Ooh, dude. Thats not gonna happen.
Chandler: Ooh, yum! (Runs into the bedroom.)
Chandler: Ooh, I dont know if were there yet.
Joey: Ooh, great! Thanks!
Phoebe: Ooh, what happened?
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: Oh! Ooh! Oh, I didnt know that you did pot.
Joey: I dont know. Ooh, I bet its Richard.
Phoebe: Ooh, oh no! I have to go! I have a massage appointment.
Woman on TV: Ow! Ow! Ooh! That hurts!
Joey: Ooh, its probably a residual check, hey can you open it for me, Im kinda .
Phoebe: Ooh, honey. You stink at lying.
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.
Joey: Ooh! Ah! Okay! (Quickly drags the crib outside.)
Rachel: Okay. (watching the tape) Ooh, my! (Rachel jumps when the woman starts screaming) Woah! Why is that baby torturing that woman?!
PHOEBE: Ooh, ooh, did you ask Stacy Roth?
Rachel: Ooh, I can do that.
Ross: Okay, okay. Ooooh, ooh maybe I rode in on a Harley.
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!
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.
Phoebe: Ohh!! God! (Gary enters and she sees him) Ooh! (To Chandler) Get out of here, good for nothing.
Rachel: Oh Pheebs thats so sweet(Grabs a pair of pants)Ooh, those are so cute!
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: (turning around and doing that, "I'm making out with someone," thing with her hands) Ooh, umm, oh Kathy! Kathy, I love you! Oh! (She turns around and sees Gunther staring at her and stops suddenly.)
Phoebe: (entering with some guy) Hey. Ooh Ross! Howd the conversation go?