words in movies
Rachel: (to Joey) Hey, who's Phoebe with?
Joey: I know why I don't remember her, huh? (he winks at Rachel)
Rachel: Do you think I'm someone else?
Rachel: Well, believe it or not, it's true. When Joey and I were together, he was wonderful. He was thoughtful and mature. And for the one week that we went out, he didn't sleep with anybody else!
Rachel: Hi!
Rachel: Oh!
Rachel: Well, it's a little low... pick up a little... (Ross picks it up) a little bit more... (he picks it up again) a little bit more... (he takes it off) There you go! (pause) Now throw it away!
Rachel: Ross, please, trust me. I buy 30 fashion magazines a month. Now, I don't know who's running for president or who that... NATO guy is, but I do know that you have to get as far away as you can from that hat.
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?
(Rachel enters from the main door)
Phoebe: (to Rachel) Oh
Rachel: Hi
Rachel: what?
Rachel: Oh! Oh, no!
Rachel: Oh, yeah. Joey doesn’t share food. I mean, just last week we were having breakfast and he had a couple of grapes on his plate and ...
Rachel: Oh no! Not me! Emma!
(Rachel arrives with a lot of clothes)
Rachel: Ah, this place is great!
Ross: Rach, come on, I’m not gonna wear any of this! (he picks up a shirt) Nothing silver. (Rachel sighs). Ok? Nothing with hair! (Rachel sighs again) And nothing with padlocks on it! (Rachel heaves a long disappointing sigh).
Rachel: Ross, look, I know that some of this stuff is out there, but I mean, come on, look at this, look at this sweater! (she picks up a blue sweater). I mean, this is just beautiful!
Rachel: Yeah, down from seven hundred, you are saving like two hundred bucks!
Rachel: No, no, no, no! Ross, wait! Come on! You know, there’s other stuff. Here’s a nice shirt, look at these nice pants...
Rachel: Yes, they will! You know what you should do? Just go take a walk, all right? I know your size and I’m... I’m gonna pick up some really good stuff for you.
Rachel: Yes! And I know what looks sexy on guys. Please, just wear what I suggest, and she’s gonna go nuts for you.
Rachel: (to Phoebe) Why do men keep talking to me like this?
[Scene: Joey’s apartment. Rachel and Phoebe walk in, loaded with bags.]
Rachel: We got some really great stuff!
Rachel: Oh! Really? Do you wanna try some of them on for me?
Rachel: (looking into one of her shopping bags) Oh no! I took one of Ross' bags by mistake, and one of mine is missing.
Ross: (not getting it) Yeah! Yeah! Rachel picked it out for me. She told me to trust her and you know what? I'm glad I did! I turned quite a few heads on my way over here.
Rachel: All right!!
Rachel: Pheebs...
Rachel: Hello, Chip.
Robin: (starting to cry) Ooh, (to Rachel) Can I have a napkin, please? Could you please hand me a napkin? (Rachel tries to grab one, but is to slow for his tastes.) Would you--Give me this thing (grabs the napkin holder from her.) all right!! Enough! (to Billy) And you are no longer my friend! We are finished! (gets up to leave) Nada!! No more! You are a bastard for doing this!! (Billy follows him) Get away from me!!
Ross: (to Rachel) Look both, Joey and Monica feel the same way that I do. No-no-no-no.
Rachel: Ohh, gosh. You guys, come on, this isI have to meet Joshua! This is my one chance for him to see the fun Rachel. Yknow the "Wouldnt it be great if she was my wife" Rachel. Ohh, all right! Are Joey and Chandler back?
Rachel: Well take Literature!!
Rachel: Chandler gets it! Its Chandler Bing!
Rachel: Ohh-ha-ha!
[Scene: Monica and Rachel's, everyone is there but Rachel.]
(Rachel mouths Shoot! or something similar.)
Rachel: (to the cowgirl) And you are so in style right now. Yknow, I work at Ralph Lauren and the whole fall line has got this like equestrian theme going on. I dont suppose you saw the cover of British Vogue, but
Rachel: Um-hmm.
Rachel: (interrupting) Whoa-ho.
Rachel: Oh honey, Im sorry.
Rachel: Well, she-she ob-obviously saw the tire tracks that were leading up to the closed garage.
Rachel: Ohh! Thats so great!
Chandler: So Rachels all moved out huh? How are you taking it?
Monica: Hey, Rachel, Can-can I see you for a sec?
Rachel: Ill go with you.
Rachel: (laughs) You ah, you didnt say Yes to that did you?
Monica: I knew that! Rachel! Use youre head!
Rachel: What is she doing here?
Rachel: Thank you.
Monica: Good. And Rachel Green too. (Will stops suddenly.)
Rachel: No, Ill think about it. Yeah.
Rachel: Umm, our situation. Yknow umm, what we mean to each other. And I mean we-were having this baby together, and we live together. Isnt that, isnt that weird?
(In the apartment below, Mr.Heckles is trying to relax and read his newspaper, but Rachel is helplessly dangling upside-down with her ankle wrapped up in the Christmas lights.)
Rachel: Okay, wait a minute. Wait a minute, I-I-I, I can't do this. Listen honey, this is, it's not Phoebe's fault. She lent me the earrings, and I lost it. I'm so sorry. Honey, I feel terrible too. (Holds out her arms for a hug.)
Rachel: Well, it was good.. until we got back to our apartment, and then we were fooling around and he started to put his hand up my leg and I kept slapping it away!
(Suddenly Rachel clears her throat and the camera cuts to the rest of the gang staring at them. Needless to say Joey and Ross are shocked and slowly turn their heads to see the gang.)
Rachel: Thats weird, she locked the door.
Chandler: Oh. (Goes and gets Phoebes book as Rachel comes in from her room.)
[Scene: The lecture, Ross is passed out against Rachels shoulder.]
(Rachel goes into talk to Chandler.)
Rachel: Thank you. (Mr. Thompson walks away and after hes left.) Okay, (writing her bid down) twenty dollars.
Rachel: Yeah! Right! Okay, Ill see you guys later. (starts to leave) Woo hoo!
Rachel: You promised you would break up with her!
Rachel: Yeah, you got like 14 hours until she has to be at the airport, and youre sitting here in the hallway with a 28-year-old cheerleader with a fat lip.
Rachel: You never come into this office again!
[Scene: Monica and Rachel's, Chandler, Rachel, and Joey are eating, and Phoebe is preparing Ben's milk.]
Tag: Yknow, Im actually glad Phoebe called. (He pulls out a stool and Rachel sits down.) I know we broke up because you thought I wasnt mature enough, but Ive really grown up and think we should get back together.
Rachel: I don't know. We were watching TV, and then he pooped in Monica's shoe-
[Cut to Joey and Rachel's, Phoebe is talking. It looks like when Rachel and Monica lived in this apartment.]
Rachel: Yeah I know its really boring, but its like a big deal. Anyway, I was thinking about renting Cujo sometime.
Joey: Well, I was thinking that itd probably be okay because Ross hasnt gone out with Rachel in five years!
Rachel: Sophie sit!!
Rachel: Alright, Monica, I want you to have the first taste.
Rachel: Oh! You know, I just... couple of things I tried ... I just sang a little doo... Itsy Bitsy Spider...
Rachel: No! God, would you just calm down!
Rachel: All right, well, you're right, these are the best oatmeal cookies I've ever had.
Rachel: Foot rubs for a month!
Rachel: (happily) Yeah!!
Joey, Rachel, and Ross: Hey!
Rachel: What?!
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.
[Scene: Central Perk, Joey is telling Monica and Rachel what he has to do.]
Rachel: Its me! Good morning!
Rachel: Oh, yeah! Yeah!
Rachel: Okay.
[Scene: Central Perk, its the same scene from the end of last weeks show. Phoebe and Rachel are sitting on the couch as Ross enters.]
Monica: Rachel!
Rachel: What?
RACHEL: Alright you guys, I'm takin' off my shirt.
Rachel: Right!
Rachel: Well, I thought you liked doing it. (Rachel starts out the door and stops.)
Rachel: No.
Rachel: I didnt I never said that.
[Scene: The Moondance Diner, Rachel is talking to Monica about her job.]
Rachel: No! Wait no! Shut upI mean dont cry! Let me get my checkbook! (Grabs her checkbook and runs after him.)
Rachel: Wait, Im not just gonna drink somebodys old coffee.
Rachel: Listen yknow what sir? For the last time, I dont care what the computer says, we did not take a bag of Mashuga nuts from the mini-bar and we did not watch Dr. Do-Me-A-Little!
Rachel: Oh Pheebs, is that a new ankle bracelet?
Rachel: Oh! My hero! What happened?
Rachel: Ok, that's it! Just give'em to me! I'll split them up! (she tries to snatch the bowl from Joey's hands but she can't, so she pinches his nipple and she manages to take it)
Rachel: (shouting) Its All Relative!!
Phoebe: Oh, Rachel and I have appointments to get our hair cut.
Rachel: Go!!
Rachel: Thats not true! (Starts to cry.)
[Scene: A nice restraunt. Rachel is on her date with Michael (MICH).]
Chandler: Phoebe and Rachel! So the people that knew about our wedding before me were you, Phoebe and Rachel, Heldi, and apparently some band called Starlight Magic 7 who are available by the way!
Rachel: (shouting) Im sorry!
[Scene: Monica and Rachel's, Rachel is trying to take some aspirin.]
Rachel: Beefsteak Charlies?
Danny: (returning, with a friend) Rachel, this is my friend Tom. (To Tom) This is the girl I told you about.
Rachel: Hey! So, did you quit?
(Rachel starts to laugh.)
Rachel: Oh but Joey, I have to go. Theres no room for a baby here.
Rachel: Where?!
Rachel: (teasingly) And while Im gone dont you boys sneak a taste.
[Scene: Monica and Rachel's, Rachel and Monica are sitting at the table as Joey enters.]
Rachel: (proud of her self) I almost caught that one!
Rachel: (laughing) What was that?
[Scene: Outside the beach house, Ross is coming out to talk to Rachel.]
Rachel: Oh, you've got Carol tomorrow.. When did it get so complicated?
Rachel: With my alignment. Ive got one leg shorter than the other.
Rachel: You got fired?!
Rachel: Sweety...
Rachel: All right, yknow what? If you dont want to believe me about this, why dont you just come with me to dinner tonight and she will tell you.
Rachel: Mon... Okay... I've gotta... just say what it is I'm gonna say... None of the amazing things that have happened to me in the last ten years, would have happened if it wasn't for you. No-one has been more like a sister to me...