words in movies
Chandler: Oh suddenly, flowers are feminine? < Phoebe comes in>
Phoebe: Hey, everybody. Happy Thanksgiving!
Phoebe: Hey, what's going on Joe?
Phoebe: Oh okay. How about the whole "man walking on the moon" thing. You know? You. you could. You could see the strings people!
Phoebe: Ooh, honey. You stink at lying.
Phoebe: Oh really. Okay. let me ask you something. Yesterday at the coffee house, I went to the bathroom and when I came back, my muffin was gone-who took it?
Phoebe: Don't worry, don't worry. We'll come up with a good lie. I'll help you practice it.
Phoebe: Sure, what.. what was the work thing?
Joey: Uh.. <forgetting what the work thing was, rolls up his sleeve on his right arm and shows Phoebe, she looks>
Phoebe: "Pick up grandma at the airport"?
Rachel: Hey you guys, this is my sister Amy. This is Chandler, Joey, Phoebe and you know Mon.
Amy with confused look on face: Yeah I.. I think so. <sticks her hand out to shake hands with Phoebe and says to her> It's nice to meet you Emma.
Phoebe shakes her hand and says: Phoe-Be.
Phoebe: Oh right, ok um. Ok so its not just the lie you tell. but its the way you tell it. . For example if you look down at the ground when you're talking, people know you're lying.
Phoebe looks down: You are a terrific actor.
Phoebe: Thats a great movie. <she claps>
Amy turns around to Phoebe: Emma, Ross wants you.
Phoebe: PHOE-BE.
<Joey looks to Phoebe and she nods in agreement>
Phoebe while cutting a sweet potatoe in the air: No you're all about the fun.
Phoebe: There's your movie! <claps>
Phoebe: It's ok. I thought of the perfect lie for you. It's easy to remember and doesn't invite a lot of questions. You weren't at the parade because you had a family emergency.
Phoebe: Ooh, what happened?
Phoebe: No! Nothing with a raccoon.
Phoebe: Yeah we thought it would be nice to use the fancy china for dessert too.
Phoebe: Oh my god! Shouldn't we stop this?
Phoebe: It's all right. You can mourn.
Phoebe: Hey, does Monica know about her broken plates yet?
Phoebe: Broke them all, huh?
Phoebe: You gonna tell her?
Phoebe: No problem! Next week: stealing... (Chandler walks away to store the box of broken china.)
Phoebe: Do you wanna get to Rachel in time?
Phoebe: You can open your eyes now.
Phoebe: Hurry!
Phoebe: Okay.
Phoebe: Toll-booth.
Phoebe: Damn, that window is clean.
Phoebe: You should have thought of that before you got in!
Phoebe: Ross, where are you going?
Phoebe: You know, it's a lot less surprising to do that after I've buzzed you into the building.
[Scene: The airport. Ross and Phoebe run in.]
Phoebe: You have to get a ticket to get past security.
[Scene: The ticket-counter. Ross and Phoebe come running.]
Phoebe: We're on our honeymoon.
Phoebe: I'm so lucky I married you.
Phoebe: No, did we miss it?
Phoebe: Hey, it's me. Here's Ross.
Phoebe: Yeah? I know! I know! Uh huh? Listen why dont we just um, sit and relax? You know just be with each other. Quietly!
Ross: Phoebe! Wow! No, no, no!
(Phoebe screams.)
Phoebe: Well, I've never gone this fast before.
Phoebe: You don't have any other choice!
Phoebe: Uh, Rach, hang on.
Phoebe: Uhm, actually no. No, you've... You have to get off the plane.
Phoebe: She's got her cell, you could call her.
Rachel: Phoebe? Is everything okay?
Phoebe: Look David, if... if you had never left, then... yeah, we'd probably still be together right now, but... you did leave, and I-I'm with Mike and I really care about him...
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: There she is!
Phoebe: I don't see her.
(Rachel walks up to the gate. Cut to Ross and Phoebe who come running up to the gate.)
Phoebe: (screaming) RACHEL!!
Phoebe: Okay, you're on.
Phoebe: I'm sorry.
Phoebe: Hey.
Phoebe: He went home. He didn't want to see anybody.
Phoebe: Oh, thanks a lot. Do you want to get a cup of coffee?
Phoebe: Sorry Frank, I'm kinda in the middle of the last favor you asked me to do.
Phoebe: So, I guess this is it.
PHOEBE: Eye-contact?
Phoebe: (to the director) Merci. Au revoir. (Translation: Thanks, goodbye.)
Phoebe: Or instead, maybe you could just not marry my brother Frank.
Phoebe: (shocked) What?! (deadpan) Why bother?
MONICA: Why, it's dinner for six. 5 steaks, and an eggplant for Phoebe.
Phoebe: Sure, yeah. I mean, its Joey. I dont want him to get hurt. Well, I must say, I am on fire! First Chandler, now Joey!
[Cut to a hallway in the building, Monica and Phoebe are knocking on a door. Mr. Heckles emerges.]
Phoebe: Come on! The boss that fires a guy thats just been dumped, bitch! And the woman who dumps a guy thats just been fired, blond bitch!
Phoebe: Oh, Im sorry. Is that annoying? And speaking about being selfish in bed, hows Whitney?
PHOEBE: No, uh-uh, I'm just, I'm nervous. So, you know what, maybe if I just, if I picture them all in their underwear.
Phoebe: (after a short pause) I didn't even think about that! (pause) Aaargh, sexual politics!!
Phoebe: Okay. You know how people need transportation, but they also need massages to help them relax so I just figured we could combine the two, okay, I give the massages and Frank drives! I can fix up the van, bolt the table in the back, and you know what Ive got?
Joey: Friends, family, dog... Thank you all for being here to witness this blessed event. The cold has now spread to my special place... so I'm gonna do the short version of this. Phoebe and Mike are perfect for each other. And I know I speak for every one here... when I wish them a lifetime of happiness. Who has the rings?
Phoebe: So great! Okay! Tomorrow were gonna drive out to Montauk.
Monica: (looking at Phoebe eating something) Pheebs, spit that out, that has pork in it.
Phoebe: You must be Hilda.
Phoebe: A new grocery store. The universe said I was going to meet a nice guy and thats what they gave me? (Looks up) When I get up there Im going to kick some ass.
Phoebe: Well, we don't n-n-n-n-need a fireman, we'd, we'd like a good mechanic. (hears the sound of approaching sirens) Oh my God, here they come! Well, we gotta get out of here!
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: Uh-uh. Ehm, a Knicks game.
Phoebe: Potato, Potaato. (Shes pronounces potato with the both the short and long As.)
PHOEBE: Uh-oh. It's Scary Scientist Man.
RACH: Yeah, we're gonna... we're gonna get some cake. [Phoebe and Rachel go to counter.]
PHOEBE: I can be a waitress. OK watch this. Um, gimme two number ones, 86 the bacon, one Adam and Eve on a raft and rick'em, la-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la.
Phoebe: Ohh, theyre having a great time with their Aunt Phoebe! Aunt Rachel hasnt been helpful at all. So, do you miss me?
Phoebe: Taffy, really? Ive never had any.
PHOEBE: I'm sorry Monica but I knew if I told you, you'd get really, like, judgemental and you would not approve.
Phoebe: Well actually, I know what time Chester and Marcia said.
Phoebe: All right, I'd better go too. I have to go talk to my dad.
Phoebe: Okay, oh and you know, if she gets upset, just scratch her tummy and give her a liver snout. (laughs and hangs up the phone)
Phoebe: No, lets just draw straws.
Phoebe: Je m'appelle Claude.
[Scene: The rest stop, Phoebe is on the phone to the motor club.]
Phoebe: So youre not homesick yet?
Phoebe: (sees the table) Ooh, what a great table! Where-where did you get it?
Phoebe: Well, you know, if you want fashion help, Rachel and I are going shopping tomorrow. You're more than welcome to come with us, right?
[Scene: Central Perk, Joey is reading a paper as Phoebe enters.]
PHOEBE: Oh yeah. You know, I don't know if I was happier when um George Bailey destroyed the family business or um, Donna Reid cried, or when the mean pharmacist made his ear bleed.
Phoebe: Its fine. I mean, this is something that youve been thinking about since you were what, 14? (Shes referring to the Halloween picture.)
Chandler: (to Phoebe) Do you really find this attractive on him?
Phoebe: Ninety percent of a womens pheromones come out the top of her head! Thats why, thats why women are shorter. So that men will fall in love when they hug them! (Ross is staring at her dumbfounded.) Oh come on Ross, youre a scientist.
[Cut outside, Joey is catching up with Phoebe.]
Melissa: anyway, his name is Allan and weve been going out for three years. He was my first client when I became a party planner. He was planning a party for his girlfriend at the time. Oh well. (Rachel and Phoebe politely laugh) And he was Theta Beta Pi at Syracuse.
Phoebe: OK, I just need two... the, um, ten of spades and the six of clubs.
Phoebe: Yes! They called and you didn't get it! Okay, I mean you didn't get it, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
Phoebe: How long has it been since you had sex?
Phoebe: And all of the sudden his hands weren't the problem anymore. (The flashback shows Paulo rolling over and showing Phoebe his equipment.)
Rachel: Come on Phoebe, look at that! They are not breaking up, look at them. Okay thats, you know what that is? That is a, that is a second date, thats what that is! Look at that, she just put her hand on his thigh...
Phoebe: Oh my God! May I just say that you two gentlemen have the exact same hands! They're identical! Now, I've never seen anything like that in the business world.
Chandler: Yeah, just some 9-year-old Filipino kids who worked their fingers bloody for 12 cents an hour. (Phoebe stares at him wide-eyed. Chandler sees her reaction.) That didn't happen, I made that up!
Phoebe: Oh no, I am mad at you. I know that much. But, I am sorry about the fat ass thing. You actually have a very sweet little hiney.
Phoebe: Oh, she's that work of art I made, you know, with the woman coming out of the frame.
The Cute Guy: (To Phoebe) I thought you knew I was looking at you.
[Scene: Monica and Rachel's, Phoebe is entering carry a large box, Monica is mopping the ceiling.]
Phoebe: No, I've got work and then I'm proposing..
Phoebe: Yeah a little. He seems really nice. Good kisser.
Phoebe: Whats the big deal? I did it at Monica and Chandlers!
Phoebe: No, that wouldn’t kill her. Ordinary embolism might.
Phoebe: Would you care to venture one?
Phoebe: (spitting the cookie out onto a napkin) Oh, sweet Je(Beep)sus! Oh! Monica, these are the (laughing) cookies they serve in hell!
Phoebe: You guys, we said we were gonna have fun! Come on, hey, remember the time (She starts laughing hysterically.) You dont remember?
Phoebe: Oh, if I were, would-would I have shooting pains up and down my left arm?