words in movies
PHOEBE: Well, come on, who cares what that guy thinks. What does Warren Beatty know about kissing (Chandler and Monica, give her a look that says 'think about it') Ooh.
PHOEBE: So how's your date with your cyberchick going. Ooh, hey, what is all that (points at the computer screen).
CHANDLER: (noticing a beautiful blond walking in) Ooh, oh, oh, that's her.
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.
Monica: Ooh, these tennis shoes are so tight. I think Ill take them off. (Goes to do so.)
Chandler: Ooh, yum! (Runs into the bedroom.)
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: Oh! Ooh! Oh, I didnt know that you did pot.
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: I dont know. Ooh, I bet its Richard.
Joey: Ooh, its probably a residual check, hey can you open it for me, Im kinda .
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.
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.
Phoebe: Ooh, honey. You stink at lying.
Ross: Okay, okay. Ooooh, ooh maybe I rode in on a Harley.
Ross: Oh, veto. How aboutOoh, I like Ruth! What about Ruth?
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: 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: 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.
Rachel: Oh Pheebs thats so sweet(Grabs a pair of pants)Ooh, those are so cute!
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.
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.
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.)
Rachel: Ooh! Ow!!
Phoebe: (entering with some guy) Hey. Ooh Ross! Howd the conversation go?
Phoebe: Hey! Ooh, wow that jacket looks great on you!
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?
Monica: It worked! Ooh baby baby baby, ooh baby baby baby!
Phoebe: Ooh, great! Just the reaction I was hoping for.
Phoebe: Yeah... ooh... wow... Even started to think I'd never meet someone that, you know, I wanted to... do this with. Here you go. (Both Phoebe and Mike look really proud.)
Joey: Oh, ha-ha-ha! Ooh! Wait a minute, I used to get medical experiments down on me all the time!
Rachel: Ooh, this is soo sweet, Joey our little twinkle-toes.
Phoebe: Hmm, pulling in a salary in the high six figures or rubbing gross naked people for chump changeooh, what do I do?! What will I do?!
Joey: ooh oooh..
Phoebe: Ooh, is that spelled with a C or a K? Oh my God! It doesnt matter; theyre both great!
Joey: (deadpan) Ooh! Yeah. So yeah, so you know exactly what Im talking about.
Phoebe: Ooh, who's it for?
Phoebe: (realizes) Ooh, maybe that's him!
Joey: Ooh, names?
Joey: Ooh, that's a great plan!
Phoebe: Ooh, Joey.
Joey: Ooh...I hear that's bad.
Phoebe: Oh. Oooh! Ooh! Ooh! (She stands up and starts to dance around) Ooh! My butt cheek is waking up! Oooh! Ooh!
Chandler: Ooh, she's asleep, that means we can...
Waiter: Ooh...
Joey: Ooh. I-I don't know Chan. I'm not so good with remembering lines.
Chandler: Bob? Ooh, working here with us? Everyday? Yeah, I dont know if he has what it takes.
Chandler: Ooh, I hate when my father calls me that.
Joey: Ooh! Tough odds!
Joey: Ooh, ooh, I know! We should pool all own money and buy the Knicks!
Rachel: Ooh, you guys, it starts in like 20 minutes.
Rachel: Ooh, I have another idea!
Chandler: Sorry, I just cant sleep. Ooh! (Turns on the light and Monica groans.) Where is that book that you are reading with the two women who were ice-skating and wearing, wearing those hats with the flowers on it? Because every time I look at that cover Im like (Fake snores.)
Phoebe: Ooh! We have a problem.
Rachel: Yeah, you know, was I looking forward to going to Paris? Sure. You know, was I excited about working in the fashion capital of the world? Ooh, absolutely... Oh...! Yeah, but you know, this is... it's fine. I'm fine going back to a job where I've pretty much gotten everything out of that I possibly can... (she sits down, and Ross who is stunned to hear all this follows her example)
Phoebe: Ooh, and treat it is. (Monica�s breasts.)
Rachel: (through wall) Ooh... I love Barbados!
Charlie: Ooh... Dr. Geller!
Rachel: ooh...
Joey: Ooh... I can't believe I'm kissing you. I'm kissing Rachel!
Rachel: That's right! 'Cause that would give him the control! So now he's all ooh, coming up with this whole I've got a party thing y'know, trying to get me to hint around for an invitation. Blew up in his face, didn't it?
Joey: Argh-argh!! (Catches the coat.) Ooh, soft. Is this mink?
Phoebe: Ooh, that was fast.
Monica: Okay. Wait, just give me a second, I need to just get my boots off first. (She starts taking them off.) Ah Ooh Oohh Ohh Oh God Ohh Oh Ohh Ohhhh
Phoebe: Ooh, this is so exciting! Ooh, God, what are you going to bet?
Chandler: Ooh! That's my girl!
RACHEL: [to Monica at the counter] Ooh, Julie's so smart, Julie's so special.
Rachel: OOH! God! Sorry!
Phoebe: Ooh, if you take the northern route there's a man in Illinois with a beard of bees. {Okay, I must protest this, I've lived in Illinois all my life and know of no man with a beard of bees! Wisconsin, on the other hand, might be a different story.}
Joey: Ooh! Well played, Phoebe Buffay, well played.
Joey: Ooh! Stop putting things down my pants!
Phoebe: Ooh, so this is great! Rachel's gonna have a terrible date, Ross gets stood up, and then they'll realise how good they have it together.
Joey: Ooh... Not so good.
Phoebe: Ooh, that is silly. (gets up) Ill go up there, Ill tell him to keep it down.
Rachel: Ooh! Oh wow this is so beautiful. (she got a scarf)
Monica: Ooh... she backed out.
Phoebe: Ooh, this is it! (Looks in the window.) Oh, thats him! Thats him!
Chandler: Ooh, not so tight... (blows raspberry, and the hug ends) I'm sorry, just give me one more chance.
Rachel: Ooh! (they hug)
Rachel: Ooh, Italian! (she also grabs a plate)
Rachel: Ooh! My Chinese food! Let me get my cash! (runs to her room to get her money)
Phoebe: Ooh, what's going on?
Erica: (in pain) Ooh! Are you sure?
Rachel: Oh, ooh, everything looks delicious. What should I ha-ave? What should I have?
Charlie: Ooh... Is it because of what might be on the bedspread, because I saw that news report too, with the infra red and the ... I could just...
Phoebe: Umm, the street. Come on, lets go to the street. Ooh, listen, dont go onto the balcony until after I get back. (Leaves)
Phoebe: (sees the table) Ooh, what a great table! Where-where did you get it?
Joey: Okay. Okay. Umm Ooh! Oh-oh, I got something. Its this story I came up with, very romantic. I swear any woman that hears it; theyre like putty.
Rachel: Ooh, I miss dating. Gettin all dressed up and going to a fancy restaurant. Im not gonna be able to do that for so long, and its so much fun! I mean not that sitting at home worrying about giving birth to a sixteen pound baby is not fun.
Mike: Okay, when I got divorced, I didn't think I'd feel this way about someone for a really long time... Then again, I didn't think I'd meet someone like you... and... this may be crazy soon, but... I want you to have this... (He tries to get something from his pocket, but it's not that easy... Phoebe looks in a "what's happening" face to him. He finally has found something) No, not... that's gum. (He digs in a little more.) Ooh, five bucks... I love it when that happens, you know... Think no note's there...
RICHARD: Ooh, then I guess the panty raid last night was totally uncalled for. Ok, I am going to take a shower and today I will be singing Jim Crochee's Leroy Brown.
Phoebe: Ooh, babies! Oh, this one is so cute, get this one!