words in movies
Rachel: Ooh... oooh... (pause) (Rachel is all bah-jiggity about Joey) oh, ah... (pause) (to Monica) Can I ask you a question?
Ross: Ooh... so sad... Still, it can't be easy for you to leave Harvard? Especially after working alongside a Nobel Prize winner like Albert Wintermeyer?
Phoebe: Ooh yeah! Then umm, what goes on top of the salami?
Monica: Ooh, are we allowed to lie in the vows?!
Phoebe: Ooh, I'll go in on that with you! I couldn't think of anything.
Amanda: Ooh, that accident must have been terrible. You look positively ghastly.
Rachel/Ross: Ooh, your lips are so soft... Do that again... (and she/he moves in for another kiss. Joey, pushes her head away again...)
Jill: Yeah. Ooh, I know what this is missing! Alcohol!
Phoebe: Ooh, yknow what, I think its time for puppy to go out again. Come on, lets go to the balcony.
Phoebe: All rightOoh! Oh dead God, save me!
Joey: Toutes la smore! Bu blu-ay bloo blah ooh! Pfoof!
Joey: Oh, ooh the food smells great, Mon!
Phoebe: Ooh! (They all go over to her apartment)
Phoebe: Ooh ooh, we have a live one!
Chandler: (re TV) Ooh, she should not be wearing those pants.
Paul: Ooh, steer clear of you.
Phoebe: Ooh. Oh. It looks like, like a tiny little person drowning in your cereal. (Ross gives her this look, like 'Yeah, doesn't it', and gets up to dump it down the drain.)
Phoebe: Ooh, wait.. wait, I see a woman.
Monica: Ooh, and I can do this. (She kisses him on the cheek.)
Ross: Ooh, somebody's getting a little fussy.
Phoebe: Ooh that is definitely Chandler, Joey, or Ross. (Thinks) Or-or Rachel!
Joey: (looking in the Yellow Pages) Look, maybe I need to try a real teacher! Right here! Here! Andy Cooper, he teaches guitar and look ooh, there's a nice picture of him with a little kid and THE KID'S GOT A GUITAR!!!!!! (Storms out.)
Chandler: Ah-ha, youre not the boss of me. (She kisses him) Yeah, you are! (She handcuffs him to the chair) Ooh, saucy.
Carol: Ooh, yeah! She said shes having sooo much fun with Emily.
Joey: Ooh, you smell great tonight. What're you wearing?
Phoebe: Cups and ice? Ooh, I get to be in charge of cups and ice? (Thinks of something) All right. Fine, okay, I will be in charge of cups and ice!
Phoebe: Ooh, technically you owe me $600 for sending out happy thoughts on your last ten auditions.
Monica: It's weird, but you know what I don't wanna throw this away. I mean this is like all I have left of him, gross, drain hair. Ooh! (drops it in Ross's cereal)
Phoebe: Ooh! That's so nice...
Phoebe: Ooh, ooh! Why don't we invite her?
[Scene: A blackjack table, Joey is moving in to try and get his hand twin (who's dealing) to join him in his evil plot to rule the world! "Join me, and together we'll rule the universe as father and son!" (Sorry, I had a little Star Wars creep in thereOoh, I have a big spoiler for The Phantom Menace, Yoda lives at the end! Ha-ha, spoiled it! Now you don't have to see it!)]
Phoebe: Ooh.
Phoebe: Come on, you know, Thanksgiving. Ooh, you got the bigger half. What'd you wish for?
PHOEBE: Oh, ooh, Soap Opera Digest, oh that's one of my favorite digests.
Mrs. Geller: Ooh, Jack....(He looks over to her) Sometimes I forget how powerful you can be. (They embrace and kiss passionately.)
Rachel: Ooh, good God, theyre so yummy! (She re-ingests the previously expelled cookie matter from the tissue.)
Joey: Ooh, I was gonna say bologna, but thats much better. How about a little of that smoked turkey?
Phoebe: Ooh, you guys have to make a wish.
Phoebe: Ooh! Bath salts would be nice.
Phoebe: (entering carrying a case) Ooh, good, youre hear! Okay.
Rachel: Ooh, okay... good.
Phoebe: Yeah, I should probably take it back. Ooh, but you know what? While I'm at the police station, I could check their Ten Most Wanted lists because my friend Fritzy has been like number 11 forever, so this could be her year! (She crosses her fingers in hope.)
Phoebe: Ooh! A Salami Buddy!
Phoebe: Ooh! Oh! (She starts to pluck at the air just in front of Ross.)
Estelle: Ooh, what a shame! Because with her face (points to Monica) and her chest (points to Rachel) I could really put something together.
Phoebe: Ooh, Atlantic City! Oh, that's a great plan! Who's plan was that?
Rachel: (reading the program) Ooh! Look! Look! Look! Look, there's Joey's picture! This is so exciting!
Phoebe: Yeah! Ooh, we could teach them to sing, and we can be like the Von Trapp family! Only without the Nazis. Although that sounds kinda dull.
Phoebe: Whoah, ooh, why is the air in here so negative?
Phoebe: Hey! Ooh! How was teaching last night?
Ross: Ooh, Ooh.
Ross: Yeah, ooh yeah, I think there is one from batch 17 left, uh (Grabs a cookie and takes a big bite out of it and doesnt like it.) Its batch 16! 16 people! Get out of the way! (Gets up and runs for the bathroom.)
ESTL: Stop saying you're not talented, you're very talented. It's just with the bird dead and all, there's very little act left. Oh, honey, give me a break, will ya? [a knock on the door] Oooh, ooh, I'll talk to you later.
Ross: (entering) Well hey! Whats going on? Ooh, cool boat(Sees why the boats there)Oh, no. (Averts his eyes by looking around the room) (To Rachel) Hey, did you, did you tell them?
Phoebe: Wow, ooh, you're gonna be making money hand over fist!
Joey: Ooh, that bad, huh?
Phoebe: Yeah, ooh, I like that! Yeah. Wait! How do you know about bah-bah-bha-bhan?
Ross: Ooh hey, Emma, daddy has some presents for you okay? Okay? I want you to wait right here. Come here sweetie.
Phoebe: Ooh, is it someone in this building? Is it that tall guy from the first floor?
Phoebe: Umm Wow, all right. (Checks the book.) Wow! Yay! Ooh, Im gonna meet a guy! And really soon! And hes gonna be the man of my dreams. Probably not the guy I had a dream about last night. (Points at Chandler.)
PHOE: [seeing Ross kissing Julie outside the window] Ooh, oh, Rachel, don't look.
Monica: Ooh, Ugly Naked Dancing!
Phoebe: Ooh, three points. Both fine answers, but we were looking for leafy, leafy.
Monica: (To Emma) Bouncy baby, Bouncy baby, Ooh baby baby, Ooh baby baby, Ooh baby baby. (Emma stops crying and falls asleep)
CHANDLER: Ooh, you almost had it.
Ross: (mimicking) Ooh, ooh. Because she's my ex-wife, and will probably want to bring her, ooh, ooh, lesbian life partner.
CHANDLER: Oh, ooh.
Phoebe: Ooh, sorry. Um, and, and then you put your arms around me. And then you put your arms around me. (He does so) And, um, and then you tell me that you love me and you'll never forget me.
Rachel: Ooh, and it's so nice having this little sink here...
JOEY: Ooh, I look good.
Rachel: Ooh, I've been better...
Joey: Ooh, look-look-look-look-look! I got Monica naked!
Phoebe: Quite an interesting turn of events, suddenly its my book to the rescue, huh? (Reading her book) Ooh, very interesting. Yeah, well this certainly clears things up.
Joey: Ooh, yeah, I'm not going anywhere for a while.
Phoebe: Yeah. Ooh God, there's that face again! See I can't do this job! I...
Rachel: Ooh, I was kinda hoping that wouldn't be an issue... [Scene: Monica's Apartment, everyone is there and watching a Spanish Soap on TV and are trying to figure out what is going on.]
Phoebe: Where? (Turns to face him) Ooh, come to Momma.
Monica: Ooh, Phoebe, you look great!
RICHARD: Ooh, duct tape. Was I supposed to bring something too?
Chandler: Ooh. (leans against the desk)
PHOEBE: No. Here. [Throws them on the table.] There. Ooh, double sixes.
Ross: We make a great foursome. We should do more stuff together. Ooh! Let's take a trip. Okay, where do you think we - we can go?
Phoebe: Ooh! Brian's Song!
Phoebe: Yeah! Ooh, you should come with me! Oh yeah, then I'd have someone to sit with!
Phoebe: Ooh, I gotta go. I found a guy that who could fix up the van for catering.
Joey: Ooh, very official.
Phoebe: Hey. Ooh! Dont sit down!
Rachel: Ooh, it was only okay.
Phoebe: Ooh, ok, that's it. Enough with the keys. No one say keys.
Chandler: Ooh! Israeli champagne. And it's vanilla!
PHOEBE: Uh oh, ooh, are we not getting along with the new boy?
All: Ooh, that's great, I love those little guys.
Phoebe: What a sad little life she must lead. Okay, ooh (starts dialing).
Phoebe: Oh! Ooh! Umm!
Phoebe: Ooh, I have to tell you something.
Phoebe: (to Joey) Ooh, do you want to talk to Chandler?
Rachel: Ooh, I have to go pack. (Gets up to do so.) It really does?
Phoebe: (while everyone else is stunned) Ooh! I found it!
Rachel: (To Phoebe) Ooh! Yknow what? If we made reservations, we could have unagi in about a half-hour.
Ross: Ooh. What is the name of Chandlers fathers Las Vegas all-male burlesque?
Monica: Ooh, nice.
Rachel: Yes okay. (Checking the speed dial again.) Well now see this isnt telling us anything. (Reading the speed dial) Joe. Carlos. Peter. Ooh! Peter Luger! T hats a steak house!