words in movies
Rachel: Come on! You guys can pee standing up.
Rachel: (waitressing) Does anybody want anything else?
Ross: Oh, yeah, last week you had a wonderful, nutty, chocolatey kind of a cakey pie thing. (Rachel gives him a dirty look) Nothing, just, just, I'm fine.
Phoebe: (to Rachel) What's the matter? Why so scrunchy?
Rachel: It's my father. He wants to give me a Mercedes convertible.
Rachel: Yeah, well, it's a Mercedes if I move back home. Oh, it was horrible. He called me young lady.
Rachel: Oh, yeah, yeah. Actually, I got the extended disco version, with three choruses of "You'll never make it on your own".
(Cut to Ross and Rachel, talking next to one of the tables.)
Ross: So, uh, Rachel, what are you, uh, what're you doing tonight?
Rachel: Oh, big glamour night. Me and Monica at Laundorama.
Rachel: Who?
Rachel: Don't you have a laundry room in your building?
Rachel: Sure.
Ross: (on phone) Ok, bye. (hangs up) Well, Monica's not coming, it's just gonna be me and Rachel.
Chandler: It's just you and Rachel, just the two of you? This is a date. You're going on a date.
[Scene: The Launderama, Rachel is there, waiting for Ross. An old woman takes Rachel's clothes off the machine and begins loading it with her things.]
Rachel: Oh, 'scuse me. I was kinda using that machine.
Rachel: But I saved it. I put my basket on top.
Rachel: What?
Rachel: Hi, uh, nothing. That horrible woman just took my machine.
Rachel: Yeah, but, there were no suds.
Rachel: Well, you know, no suds, no save.
Ross: (to the crowd in the laundromat) All right, show's over. Nothing to see here. (to Rachel) Ok, let's do laundry.
Rachel: That was amazing. I can't even send back soup.
Rachel: What's that?
(Rachel starts to load her clothes.)
Rachel: Oh god. Oh, am I being like a total laundry spaz? I mean, am I supposed to use like one machine for shirts and another machine for pants?
Rachel: Well, not myself, but I know other people that have. Ok, you caught me. I'm a laundry virgin.
Rachel: (holds a pair of panties in front of Ross) Ok, Well, what about these are white cotton panties. Would they go with whites or delicates?
Rachel: Ok, I know this is gonna sound really stupid, but I feel that if I can do this, you know, if I can actually do my own laundry, there isn't anything I can't do.
Rachel: What uh-oh?
Rachel: Ross, what's the matter?
Rachel: Come on, show me.
Rachel: Oh, everything's pink.
Rachel: Except it didn't. It happened to me. Oh, god, I'm gonna look like a big marshmallow peep. What am I doing? What am I doing? My father's right. I can't live on my own! I can't even do laundry!
[Scene: The Launderama. Rachel is sorting her now-pink clothes.]
Rachel: Oh, I guess. Except everything looks like jammies now.
Rachel: Whoa, I'm sorry. Excuse me. We had this cart.
(Rachel looks at Ross, who motions to her to get the cart back.)
Rachel: I'm sorry, you know, maybe I wasn't being clear. Uh, this is our cart.
Rachel: Hey, hey, hey, hey, quit making up rules!
(They struggle for the cart. Finally, Rachel climbs inside of it.)
Rachel: All right, listen, missy. If you want this cart, you're gonna have to take me with it!
Rachel: (to Ross) Yes! Did you see that?
Rachel: I could not have done this without you.
(Rachel stands up and kisses Ross. He is stunned. A moment of silence follows.)
Rachel: Are you sure?
[Scene: Central Perk, Ross, Rachel, and Phoebe are there. Ross has an icepack to his head.]
Rachel: Oh, are you sure you're ok?
Rachel: Does it still hurt?
Rachel: Where's Chandler?
Rachel: That's not what we're gonna do!
Rachel: Chandler, aren't you worried about what to get Monica for Christmas?
Rachel: Hi.
[Scene: Joey's apartment. Rachel is fiddling with the drawer.]
Rachel: Im not going to sleep with Ralph Lauren. I mean, I could, but I wouldnt.
Rachel: Not gonna find any clothes in there!
Rachel: Hi! Ok, you're ready to go pick up Phoebe and go shopping?
Rachel: I'm there!
Rachel: Bye, see ya. (she goes)
Rachel: (into the phone) No, there isn't time to go to the bakery. We're just gonna come home... Everybody left? Alright, well just tell Emma we're gonna be there as soon as we can. (emotionally) Bye...
Rachel: Uh, yeah. Uh, Monica, y'know, honey, I've been thinking about it and I've decided thisthis whole Ross thing, it's just not a good idea.
Rachel: Pheebs, that's for men!
Rachel: Really?
Rachel: Sure!
(Phoebe and Rachel go off to the dressing rooms. They enter one and close the curtain.)
Rachel: I know, I know, so it is just not a big deal.
Rachel: (annoyed) Oh, I get it!
Rachel: So can we keep this between us?
Rachel: Oh, God, do you think she heard? It would be so bad if she heard!
Rachel: Ok, great!
Rachel: (comes out again) What!?
Rachel: Oh my God!
Rachel: Oh! What are we gonna do?
Joey: No. no... eh... she went shopping with Rachel. Why? What's up?
Rachel: (yelling at the stranger) Alright! Enough out of you!
Rachel: All right. (Hilda exits) Im a total pro!
Monica: How about, youre moving!! (Grabs a bunch of clothes and throws them into a box. What follows is a brief sequence of Rachel unpacking and Monica packing the same stuff over and over again as Rachel chants "No." and Monica chants "Yes.")
Rachel: (after a pause) Yeah.
Rachel: Yeah...
Rachel: Gee, I always heard them talk about that, I just always thought that it was a club they went to. Oh God, Im, Im sorry. (walks away)
Rachel: (to Charlie) Hey, hi! Hey, where've you been?
Charlie: (smiling) Rachel... I heard you guys whispering.
Rachel: (Looks ashamed) I try...
Janice: Hi! Hi sweetheart! This is my husband Sid, I dont think youve met him. Ross, Rachel, this is Sid. I nabbed him a year ago at the dermatologists office. Thank God for adult acne huh? (Does the laugh.)
Rachel: Yeah, but if you spent it, it would be like shopping!
Rachel: Joey, its just a chair! Whats the big deal?
Rachel: No, that's David.
Rachel: (To Phoebe) In case you didnt notice, that is a scary man.
(Charlie and Rachel arrive. They see David and Phoebe leave)
Rachel: You need that, you need that too cause obviously, a thief could just tear this up. (Rips up the note.)
Rachel: Do you have anything that would... get us out of them?
Rachel: What do you mean, you fold? Hey, come on! What is this? I thought that 'once the cards were dealt, I'm not a nice guy.' I mean, what, were you just full of it?
Rachel: Oh, yeah, well Yeah, no use wasting this baby, just lyin around the house.
Rachel: Anyway sweetie, I am, Im so sorry I ruined your night.
RACHEL: Yeah, Joey honey, I don't know if this'll mean anything to you but you'll always be pre-approved with us.
Rachel: When you're sick, you do whatever you can to make yourself feel better! (she closes her robe)
Rachel: Hey! Hey what's going on?
(Rachel turns around and sees Chandler and Monica arriving)
[Scene: Shop, Rachel, Charlie and Phoebe walk in]
Rachel: Oh yeah, it's fine, it's fine. Sandy was just... was just telling me about how he proposed to his fiancée and it was just sooo beautiful.
Rachel: Oh my God! It sure didnt look this way when I lived here.
Rachel: Mon, Ethan called again. Mon?
Rachel: It's not the time Charlie.
Rachel: Y'know what else is really great about him, oh, what is the word for the adult that doesn't have dinosaur toys in their bedroom?
Rachel: Ugh.
Rachel: Thank you. (they walk away)
Rachel: Well, I've brought some books. We could read.
Rachel: We can't. We're not pharmacists!
Rachel: And... that's the most sex I'm gonna have this weekend.
Rachel: Okay Ross thats fine, but can you please stand near my head?
Monica: Ooooh! (Rachel now succeeds in getting downstairs.) And-and-and what-what's this? (Points again.)
Rachel: Okay, y'know what uh, actually, that's great. That helps a lot. Thanks. (She leaves them to wrestle.)
Rachel: Im not vanilla! Ive done lots of crazy things! I mean I got-I got drunk and married in Vegas!
Rachel: No.
Ross: My God. Rachel! (He walks towards her, grasps her hands and kisses her on the cheek.) Your here. I cant believe it. (She giggles.) What happen? Why are you here?
Rachel: Oh! (pause) Ok. Ok, you really wanna know who it is?
Rachel: Do ya?
Rachel: Later! La...
Rachel: Ok. See you, bye.
Ross and Rachel: Ok, good night!
Man: (to wife): Toby... Oh, for God's sake, I don't know what she's talking about! There's no Rachel! Don't give me that deep freeze.
(Rachel runs in)
(Rachel opens the drapes)
Rachel: Nooo!
Rachel: No! No! Phoebe, come on! I dont want to switch! Please come on! I can throw wet paper towels here!
(Rachel laughs)
[The next one is from Episode 613: The One With Rachels Sister, Chandler has just opened the door to reveal a woman standing there.]
Rachel: Homo.
Rachel: Oh!
Rachel: All right! Well, uh... (to Monica) we're gonna hit the beach?
Rachel: (waking up) Ehhh, aw! (pause). Well, that's new!
Monica: (gets up and gasps) Oh my God! Rachel!! (Rachel is stunned to see that her long lost friend is still fat.) (Monica goes over and gives Rachel a big bear hug, which is quite easy for her.) You look terrific!
Ross: Emily, there is nothing between Rachel and me. Okay? I love you.
Rachel: Oh wait, I have the ten of spades! Here! (gives it to Phoebe)
Rachel: Look Daddy, it's my life. Well maybe I'll just stay here with Monica.
Rachel: I don't care about any of that!!
Rachel: Hey, so you guys, the funniest thing happened, at work...
Rachel: Uh, I-I had a drink with lunch. Did those cost reports come in?
Rachel: Nooooo, why?
Rachel: (worried) What, is everything ok?
Rachel: Well, yeah, right, yknow what? Yeah, youre right, I mean, we no, we have our fun. Yeah! But if (Grunts uncomprehensively) I mean, I mean like craaaazy! Yknow? Okay, all right. This is gonna, this is gonna sound yknow, a little umm, hasty, but uh, just go with it. Umm. Ugh. What if we got married?
Rachel: ... yeah, it's true.
Rachel: Oh! Weather bitch! (turns the TV off)
Rachel: (laughing) Oh, that's crazy!
Rachel: You guys, Im doing the best I can, anyone else is welcome to try.
Rachel: You know? Forget it!
Rachel: Yeah, I'm not talking about her...
Rachel: Yeah, sure!
Danny: (To Monica) On the date, I will be able to talk to her directly? (To Rachel) See ya Friday. (He walks out.)
Rachel: Remember when we went to Central Park and rented boats?.. That was fun.