words in movies
Rachel: Hi! Emma will be up in a minute!
Rachel: Oh hey Ross... Listen, I heard about you and Charlie. I'm really sorry.
Rachel: Absolutely.
Rachel: So, uhm... what are you gonna do today?
Rachel: Oh my God, what!?
Rachel: Ok, look, Ross. I do not want Emma going to the playground.
Rachel: (upset) All right, well, if you must know... I had a traumatic... swing incident... when I was little.
Rachel: Yes, I was 4 years old and I was on the swing and then all of a sudden my hair got tangled in the chain. And to get me out my mom had to-had to cut a big chunk of my hair! (crying) And it was uneven for weeks!
Rachel: Ok, fine! You can make fun of me. I do not want Emma going there. And I was thinking Claire Danes.
Rachel: Ross, those things go like 40 miles an hour! Ok? When you're... and there is that moment when you are at the top, when you just don't know if you're gonna return back to earth!
Rachel: All right!
Rachel: Irrational, huh? All right, well, I’ll remember that the next time you freak out about a spider in your apartment!
Rachel: Ok, careful.
Rachel: Careful, watch her hair. WATCH HER HAIR!
Rachel: I know (she touches Emma’s head) but they’re just so beautiful! Oh, my God, I just pulled one out.
Rachel: Ok.
Rachel: Ok.
Rachel: Ok, careful, ok. (Emma giggles) Oh, she’s smiling! Oh my God, she does like it!
Rachel: Awe! (Emma laughs) Oh my God! Looks, she’s a little dare-devil! Oh, let me push, can I push?
Rachel: Ok. Oh God. (To Ross) Get the camera, it’s in the diaper bag.
[Scene: Ross and Rachel are at the playground with Emma. Rachel in putting her back in the stroller and Ross is tending to his wound]
Rachel: Oh, oh Ross, oh my God, are you okay?
Rachel: Ross, see! I told you, those swings are evil! Alright, that is it. That is the last time Emma is getting on one of those things for her entire life.
Rachel: Ross, c'mon, please. Can we just get out of here, before somebody else gets hurt?
Rachel: (looks at him suspiciously) I know what this is all about... You've always been jealous of my hair.
Rachel: Alright fine. I'll do it.
Rachel: If you hold a spider.
Rachel: IF you hold a spider.
Ross: I know. (Rachel bends down to Emma and Ross looks over his shoulder again, afraid)
[Scene: The playground. Ross, Rachel and Emma are still there. Rachel comes walking to Ross and Emma with something between her hands.]
Rachel: Ok... I got a spider. There were two, I picked the bigger one.
Rachel: Ok... (and passes the spider to Ross who holds it in between his hands)
Rachel: (reluctantly) Ok... O-k...
Rachel: (more confident) Ok...
Rachel: whoo... ok... wow... ok... OH!
Rachel: A-alright! I can do this.
Rachel: That's because he's on your neck.
(Ross is now preoccupied with the spider, and forgets that Rachel is still using the swing. While trying to get rid of the spider, he stands in front of Rachel, who bumps into him, throwing him on the ground again.)
Rachel: ROSS!
(Rachel tries to stop mid-swing, and the swing starts to turn from side to side)
Rachel: Well, things change.
Rachel: You really think it would be that different?
Rachel: Hey, who's this little naked guy?
Rachel: Well, we were just talkin about you guys gettin married and how great it is.
Rachel: Thats it? Well I saw that! Ohh-ohh-oh, thank you.
Rachel: Its a pretty cool tux.
Rachel: Aww, look at the little thing.
Rachel: Okay.
Rachel: Oh, can we read them?
Rachel: (shocked) You let Joey drive it?!
Rachel: You WHAT? You sang... to our baby daughter... a song about a guy who likes to have sex with women with giant asses?
Chandler: Come on, dont be crazy. (To Rachel) You dont think theres someone out there better suited for Monica than me, do ya? (Rachel looks at him.)
(Rachel laughs.)
Rachel: Take the top down did ya?
Rachel: Grammy, Best New Artist.
Rachel: Yeah, remember that thing I told you that happened yesterday? Well it didnt happen.
Phoebe: Well, Im ready to get the hell out of here! (Sees Ross and Rachel cuddling on the couch.) Oh. Are you? Are you?!! (they nod Yes.) Ohh! Thats so great!! Ooh, not for Bonnie. (they nod No.) But for you, yay! Ohh.
Rachel: Gimme the keys!
Rachel: Well no brush!
Rachel: (humoring Phoebe) Oh my God, he dream-cheated on you!
Rachel: Oh.
Rachel: Hey! Have you guys seen Jill? I cant find her anywhere.
Rachel: My God!
Rachel: Ahhh! (Gets in.) Ooh, nice!
Rachel: Oh my
Rachel: All right. (She starts off.)
(As he prepares to start, he makes several horrible noises that scares Rachel into retreat.)
Rachel: (to the woman) Alimony. (Runs outside.)
Rachel: Yeah, maybe if you gave this girl a chance it would go somewhere.
Rachel: Shut up that was my friend Melissa from college.
Rachel: Oh, no, meh-nah-nah-nah, come on youre gonna ruin it!
Rachel: (disgusted) owwwww...
[Scene: Rachels bedroom, Rachel is trying to put on eye liner with her left hand, as Ross is setting out her shoes.]
Rachel: Really? You think so?
Rachel: (screaming) Melissa!
(Rachel runs a quick slant.)
Rachel: Honey, why is it hard, I mean we've been together for almost a year now?
Rachel: Hi. Ohhh, you got my message.
Rachel: Yeah.
Rachel: Really?! You think so? Yknow, I had just rolled out of bed.
Rachel: Im gonna do it too!
Rachel: Yeah?
Rachel: Yeah!
Rachel: I wont speed.
Rachel: Oh well
Rachel: I promise.
Rachel: Well, where is he? He is supposed to be here. (Pause) What if the baby needs him?
Rachel: Oh thank you so much. (Picks up the guy's spirit level) Oh oh wait! You forgot your erm...Your game. (hands it to him)
[Scene: Central Perk. Monica, Chandler, and Ross are seated. Rachel is walking over with coffee and a piece of pie.]
Rachel: Ohh. Oh, so you really wanted to learn. Yeah, y'know, Pheebs I just wanted to have fun. Ohh, you know who you should go with?
Rachel: So it seemed that my prom date had stood me up, so Ross selflessly, offered to take me.
[Ross is speaking to Monica and Rachel about tipping the super.]
Rachel: Remind me to introduce you to someone!
Rachel: Fourth gear!!
Policeman: Youre right. It was 37. (Rachel laughs.)
Rachel: Its a different guy!
Rachel: Oh my God!
Rachel: Uh-oh. (She starts to pull over.)
Rachel: Do you really want an award you didnt win?
RACHEL: Whoa, look at you, you did pretty well.
Rachel: Well, lets see. Uh, they gave me cute doctor today and in the middle of the exam I put my pinky in his chin dimple.
Rachel: (checking her watch) Op! We gotta go! (The girls stand up.)
Rachel: Oh thats great!
Rachel: The commercial?
Rachel: Mexico?
Dr. Miller: 1 2 3! (Rachel jerks back on 3.)
Rachel: Youre gonna be late! Go! Go! (He runs out.)
[Scene: Monica and Chandler's, Monica has hit a writers block as Rachel and Phoebe enter.]
(Phoebe and Rachel walk up.)
Rachel: Hi! Oh you guys look so beautiful!
Rachel: Noo! Oh no! No! God no! He should not get back together with her. I know that! You know that! Even Ross knows that! But that still doesnt give us the right to erase his message!
Rachel: Pheebs is your grandmother maybe saying that you should live here alone?
Rachel: Well of course that is what Im here for!
Rachel: I said Ill do it!
Rachel: (she looks at the cake) Oh my God! Look what... you made it into a bunny. How did you do that?
Rachel: What?!
Rachel: Hi!
Joey: Uh, I think hes in Rachels room. See ya. (Exits.)
Rachel: (reading the note) Tell Monica Im sorry.
Rachel: Okay.
Rachel: Okay. Phoebe, I-I think Ross is right. What are we gonna do?
Rachel: Ugh! (To Phoebe) What grandmother?
Rachel: Umm Pheebs, remember when we were in the coffee house we decided that I was going to keep the uh, the cute guys cell phone?
Rachel: (pause) You have a son!
Rachel: (closing the door) Ross said theres still no word from Chandler.
Rachel: Okay.
Rachel: Oh!
Rachel: What?
Rachel: Oh my God!
Rachel: Oh my God!
Rachel: So youll definitely get onstage, even if you dont win.
Rachel: Okay?
Rachel: No. Why?
Rachel: Anything?
Rachel: All right, weve got to tell her hes gone. (Starts to leave.)
Rachel: Okay Phoebe, we can not tell anyone about this.
Rachel: Then why do you ask?!
Rachel: One hour.
Rachel: Ross, shes gonna start getting ready soon!
Rachel: They wanna know if I'm okay. Okay.. they wanna know if I'm okay, okay, let's see. Well, let's see, the FICA guys took all my money, everyone I know is either getting married, or getting promoted, or getting pregnant, and I'm getting coffee! And it's not even for me! So if that sounds like I'm okay, okay, then you can tell them I'm okay, okay?