words in movies
Rachel: No.
Rachel: Shut up!
Rachel: All right, all right, all right. Last night, I had a dream that, uh, you and I, were...
Rachel: Well, you were pretty damn good.
Rachel: Well, last night you seemed to know your way around the table.
Chandler: Hello Rachel.
Rachel: Get off.
Rachel: What are you playing with?
Rachel: Off to see young Ethan?
[Scene: Monica and Rachel's, Monica and Rachel are there. Monica is just finishing cleaning the windows.]
Monica: Windows are clean, candels are lit. Uh, belt's to tight, gotta change the belt. Did I turn the fish? (goes over to the kitchen to check on the dinner) No, cause I made lasagne. (to Rachel) Am I out of control?
Rachel: Just a touch. Mon, I don't understand. I mean, you've been dating this guy since like, what... his midterms? I mean, why all the sudden are you so... Oh.
Rachel: Could tonight be the Night?
Rachel: So, did you shave your legs?
Rachel: A-ha!
Rachel: No, forget it.
Rachel: All right, fine. Um, you were not the only one there. (Camera fades to Ross, who's listening very carefully) Joey was there too.
Rachel: No.
Rachel: No, it was just the three of us.
Rachel: (laughs) You know what?
Rachel: There were times when it wasn't even me.
Ross, Rachel, and Phoebe: Hey, Mon.
Rachel: Mon, Ethan called again. Mon?
Rachel: Ethan called again.
(Monica stares at Rachel)
Rachel: I, I didn't say any... I sw... I did not say anything, I swear. He stopped by.
Rachel: Where are you going?
Rachel: (understands that Monica and Ethan wanna be alone) Hey, did you guys check out those new hand-dryers in the bathroom?
Rachel: True story.
(Rachel, Ross and Ross go to the bathroom)
(Ross, Rachel and Joey come back from the bathroom. They discover that Monica and Ethan aren't finished talking to each other yet.)
Rachel: Let's dry 'em again.
[Scene: Monica and Rachel's, Ross is watching TV, but turns it off, and Rachel is sleeping on the couch. Ross puts a blanket over her.]
Rachel: (talking in her sleep) Oooooooooh. (Rachel strokes her hand over the pillow. Ross mimicks her silently) Oh, that's nice. Oh, oh. Huh, Ross!
(Ross gets all excited and starts to dance on the coffee table, but slips allmost immediatly, and falls onto the couch. Rachel wakes up.)
Rachel: Ross?
Rachel: You are. Well, um... We, we, we were just... Wow!
Rachel: What?
Rachel: What?
Rachel: I don't know where the phone is.
Rachel: Ross?
(Rachel comes out from their apartment with a mirror and a lipstick in her hands)
Rachel: What, so I can't lokk nice? There might be doctors there.
Rachel: Rossy, Rossy.
Rachel: I think I'm gonna take off. (pats Ross on his back, but he looks very surprised)
Rachel: Hi!
(Rachel enters and interrupts Phoebe's song.)
Rachel: Yeah?
(Rachel walks up to the counter.)
Gunther: Rachel?
Rachel: N-it wasn�t easy, but it�s your birthday and I did what I got to do.
Phoebe: Okay. Umm, before we get started, I just wanna say for the record that I love Ross, I think hes such a great guy. Here. (Hands her the picture, Rachel grabs it out of her hand.) Okay, now, close your eyes. And imagine that youre with Ross okay and imagine that youre kissing him. And youre-youre running your hands all over his body. And then you run your hands through his hair, but eew-oh gross its some kind of grease, itsuck! Hah?
(Rachel leaves.)
Rachel: Oh... Bye guys.
Phoebe: Hey. So, did you talk to Rachel?
Rachel: I know, I get it, but Mona, what relationship is not complicated? I mean we all have our baggage! You must too! Why else would you still be single? (Mona looks at her.) I am so gonna leave right now. (Ross opens the door for her and she leaves.)
Rachel: Youre lookin at it upside downyknow what? (Grabs the evaluation and throws it out.) It doesnt matter.
RACHEL: Yes you do. You think of it as your apartment, and I'm just somebody who rents a room.
(Rachel enters.)
Rachel: No! No, of course not. No. Thats why I brought it up. (Pause) They didnt have any sodas?
[Cut to Rachels bedroom, Phoebe and her are entering. And its obvious that shes not packed.]
Rachel: Oh my God!
Phoebe, Ross, Rachel: Hey.
Rachel: Oh.
Rachel: What... What...
Rachel: The job is in Paris. (we see Ross stare in disbelief)
Rachel: Aw..
Rachel: Hi! Oh my gosh!
Rachel: Oh my gosh. Wow, so beautiful.
Rachel: I just want you to know.. Last night.. I'll never forget it.
Rachel: I will. Ross, come here.
[Scene: Ross's apartment. Rachel bursts in.]
Rachel: Oh, Im sorry I spoiled youre evening.
Phoebe: Do you wanna get to Rachel in time?
Rachel: (on phone) Daddy... Daddy... Daddy, why whyyy would I sleep with Billy Dreskin? His father tried to put you out of business! (Rachel turns to Monica, clasping the receiver to her bosom so Dr.Green can't hear, while mouthing "You are...") ...dead!
Rachel: Oh my God! Really?! Can I see it?
Rachel: Oh.
Rachel: Im sorry, as I was saying the store number is wrong, and Im sorry but thats... (notices a fire that Rosss candle has started) Oh my God!!
Rachel: Oh, shoot. I had it. Oh, I can't believe this.
[Scene: The gate. Rachel is still searching for her boarding pass.]
Rachel: Hello?
Rachel: Yeah.
Rachel: Okay! (She picks up the phone, Joeys phone number, and starts to dial.) Here we go! Okay! (On phone.) Hi, Joey! Its Rachel! Umm, I am free tomorrow night. Yeah, sure, sure I can bring some sandwiches.
Rachel: Phoebe? Is everything okay?
Rachel: Oh! Really? Do you wanna try some of them on for me?
Rachel: What? Why?
(Rachel hangs up.)
Rachel: Oh, honey, I'm sure there's nothing wrong with the plane.
Rachel: Well...
Rachel: Yeah, I mean, come on Ross, no one will even notice. I mean theyre probably not even listening!
Rachel: Hi! Sorry to bother you, but I don't think we can accept your acceptance of our apology, it just doesn't really seem like you mean it.
Rachel: Wait, what are you doing?
Chandler: It still wouldnt be clean. (Rachel makes an Eww, disgusting! face) All I want is my freedom.
Rachel: Yeah, okay.
Rachel: This is ridiculous! I...
(Rachel leaves as well.)
Rachel: Could I get some peanuts?
Rachel: Ooh, Italian! (she also grabs a plate)
Ross: Rachel! Rachel!
Ross: Rachel! Rachel Green!
(Rachel walks up to the gate. Cut to Ross and Phoebe who come running up to the gate.)
MRS. GREENE: Rachel, you didn't tell me your boyfriend smoked.
Rachel: Yeah?
Rachel: What?
Rachel: Oh my God.
Phoebe: (screaming) RACHEL!!
Ross: Rachel?
Rachel: I'm so sorry.
Rachel: Yes, I do.
(Everyone looks at him. He realizes he just spilled the beans about Ross's crush on Rachel. You can hear this entire classic scene by clicking here.)
Rachel: (on the answering machine) Excuse me?
Rachel: Thats-thats great! See? I already feel like I know you a little better! Thank you. Okay, come on. Now we can go eat. Lets go. (Gets up to leave, but Paul doesnt move.)
Joey: (To Rachel) Do you think he saw us or can we still sneak out?
Rachel: I do love you.
Rachel: I got off the plane.
(Rachel gives him a look.)
Rachel: Okay. You and me, alright? This is it.
Rachel: Sometimes just nodding is ok. (pause) Uhm, so but anyway, listen, not marrying Barry was the best decision that I ever, ever made. Honey, you deserve true love. Your soulmate is out there, somewhere. Someone that is your age, that is smart, that is fun and that you care about!
Rachel: I know. It seems smaller somehow.
Rachel: Because (laughs), because, I just heard it. I heard it, and it's ridiculous! I mean, you're married. You're-you're married and it's just ridiculous, and it's like, it's like when said it, I sort of like, I floated up out of my body, y'know? And, and-and then I heard myself say it and then the floating Rachel (laughs) was like, "You are such an idiot!"
Rachel: Okay, should we get some coffee?
(Chandler hugs her. Monica hugs Ross and Rachel as Chandler gets the stroller with the twins.)
Rachel: Look Monica, getting cold feet is very common. Yknow, its-its just because of all the anticipation and you just have to remember that you love Chandler. And also, I ran out on a wedding. You dont get to keep the gifts.
Rachel: Ooo! Oh, I forgot they made sheets!
Rachel: Honey, youre not gonna make enough money to help Frank and Alice just by selling knives.
Rachel: Uh great! How do you feel about Diet Coke?
Rachel: Look, I know what's going on here, okay, Mark explained it all to me. He said this is what you guys do.
Rachel: (to Ross, in a flattering tone) It was really... great!
Chandler: I mean, don't you think if things were gonna happen with Rachel, they would've happened already?
Rachel: C'mon Daddy, listen to me! It's like, it's like, all of my life, everyone has always told me, 'You're a shoe! You're a shoe, you're a shoe, you're a shoe!'. And today I just stopped and I said, 'What if I don't wanna be a shoe? What if I wanna be a- a purse, y'know? Or a- or a hat! No, I'm not saying I want you to buy me a hat, I'm saying I am a ha- It's a metaphor, Daddy!
Rachel: Oh thats five Ross. Five women have had five babies! And I have had no babies! Why doesnt she want to come out?
Rachel: Well, I do, but you're just gonna have to actually look at this as more of an investment than a cat.
Rachel: Ross, you are so pathetic. Why can't your son just play with his doll? (uses the Milk Master 2000 to pour milk into her cereal)
Rachel: Oh well, hello. This is your lucky day Mr. Bowmont, the uh gentleman day sailer as just become available again and I believe that you made a bid of $18,000.
Rachel: Yeah, totally! You are in such good hands. And I'm so good with meeting parents. With the father, you know, you want to flirt a little bit, but not in a gross way. Just kind of like: "Oh mr. Pincer, I can see where Wallis gets his good looks..."
Monica: (laughs) I dont have anything like that, but let me go see if Rachel does.
Rachel: Every time? (She takes up her cell phone and starts dialing.)
Rachel: Oh yeah! I mean, that was pretty intense.
Rachel: Uh, I will see you... and I'll raise you. (throws chips in pot) What do you say... want to waste another buck?
(Rachel comes back to the gate.)
Rachel: Just when you thought that dude couldn't get any wierder.
Rachel: Hey Mon, what are you doing now? Wanna come see a movie with us?
Rachel: No, I-I-I love it there.
(Rachel glares at the nurse, who gives Monica a form attached to a clipboard.)