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Monica: Okay, Rachel, you wanna put the marshmellows in concentric circles.
Rachel: No Mon, you want to put them in concentric circles. I want to do this.
(Rachel sticks a marshmellow into Monicas nose. Monica takes it out of her nose by closing one nostril, and blowing.)
Rachel: Oh! That would be sooo much fun!
Rachel: Lets do it! Ross?
Rachel: Do you wanna play football?
Rachel: Um, there was a Geller Cup?
Rachel: Wait no, honey, honey throw it to me, throw it to me.
Rachel: (knocking it down instead of catching it) That almost hit me in the face.
Rachel, Chandler, and Joey: What?
Rachel: Monica, Im your best friend.
Rachel: Ross!
(Phoebe kisses Rachel on the cheek, then joins her team.)
Rachel: You dont pick me! Youre stuck with me!
Rachel: (coming over to Ross, who is just getting up) Are you okay?
(Rachel runs a quick slant.)
Rachel: Over here!
Rachel: (proud of her self) I almost caught that one!
Rachel: Wait, what am I gonna do?
Rachel: Wait, how long?
Rachel: Okay.
Rachel: Yeah, I know, go long. Y'know, its like all Im doing is running back and forth from the huddle.
Rachel: Can I see that for second.
(Rachel takes the ball from his hands and bounces it off of Rosss forehead and Chandler catches the rebound.)
Rachel: Now, does it really matter?
[cut to Monica and Rachels.]
Rachel: All right, so are we not having dinner at all?
[Sequence 4: Ross hikes the ball to Chandler, and the camera pans down to show Rachel standing deep in the end zone, playing with her gum. Something hits her on the head and she looks up to see where it came from.]
[cut to Ross who walks up to Rachel who is eating a baked pretzel.]
Rachel: I went really long.
Monica: Oh, what a great argument, exhaling! All right, y'know what, Ill prove it to you, okay. Ill trade you Joey for Rachel, and Ill still win the game.
Ross: Fine, fine, Rachel your with Monica, Joey youre with me.
Rachel: I can not believe your trading me!!
Rachel: Are you gonna let me play?
Rachel: Yeah!!! Kill um!!!
[Sequence 2: Phoebe throws the ball, and its intercepted by Joey, who starts to run up field. Rachel jumps on his back in order to try and tackle him, but she doesnt slow him down. Monica and Phoebe then both grab her legs in order to stop Joey, who still manages to fight through the tackle and score the touchdown.]
Monica: All right, we still have a minute and a half to go, and were down by two points. Two points.... (she gets interrupted by the guys, who are doing a slow-motion high five.) Phoebe you do a button-hook again. Rachel, you go long.
Rachel: No! Come on! Dont make me go long. Use me. They never cover me.
Rachel: God, Im not lame, okay. I can do something. I can throw, would you let me throw, come on this is my game too.
Monica: All right Rachel, you sweep behind, Ill pitch it to you, you throw it down field to Phoebe. All right. Break.
Rachel: Thank you! Break!
(Phoebe snaps the ball to Monica, who pitches back to Rachel.)
(They all rush toward Rachel, who panics and runs away. She runs out of the park and up along the fence, she then comes back into the park and runs past Monica, as she gets to Monica, she throws the ball at Monica, and it hits her in the eye.)
Rachel: Im so sorry! Are you okay?
Rachel: Im sorry, they were just all coming at me, and I didnt know what to do.
Monica: All right, Phoebe get open. Rachel, go long.
Rachel: (on the verge of tears) Okay.
(In slow motion, Phoebe snaps the ball, Rachel goes long. Joey and Chandler and all over Phoebe, leaving Rachel wide open. Ross starts to rush Monica, who sees Phoebe is double covered, in desperation she throws to Rachel. We see flying through the air, and then Rachel running underneath it, then the ball, then Rachel again, then the ball, then Phoebe, Chandler, and Joey staring at it in shock. Then with the grace of Jerry Rice (no offense to Jerry Rice), Rachel catches the ball, and she stops and spikes the ball. Both Phoebe and Monica erupt in celebration.)
Rachel: (in triumph) I got a touchdown! We did it!!
Chandler: Hey-hey-hey Rachel, funny thing. Actually, the ah, end zone starts at that pole, so youre five feet short, so we win!
Phoebe: Wait-wait-wait-wait! So, explain something to me though, if, if nobody tagged Rachel, then isnt the play still going.
[Scene: Monica and Rachel's, Rachel, Phoebe, Chandler, and Joey are eating Thanksgiving dinner.]
Rachel: We should defiantly play football more often. Maybe theres a like league we could join or something.
Rachel: Oh shoot! I work Monday nights.
Rachel: Well better than you, but yknow still not what you want.
Rachel: (laughs) Okay. All right, I see what he's doing! He's not asking me out, because he wants me to ask him out.
Rachel: (thinks then gasps) Chandler M. Bing?
Rachel: Oh my God. (Laughs)
Rachel: Thanks sweetie.
Rachel: Good night.
Rachel: Please tell me youre not gonna dress up like a dinosaur.
Rachel: Ooh, I just wish we hadnt lost those four months, but if time was what you needed just to gain a little perspective...
Rachel: Yeah, Im sorry. (They hug.)
Rachel: Hi!
Rachel: Oh Joey! Joey! No, its not you! You didnt get anybody pregnant!
Rachel: Okay.
Rachel: Ahh!
Rachel: (To Monica) Oh, you did this to him?
Rachel: Love you too... Alright, I'm going to bed.
Rachel: Hey.
Rachel: I could, I could but I don't want to! I want to kiss Joey!
[Scene: Silvercup Studios, Joey is showing Rachel around the set.]
Rachel: Okay, whats your name?
Rachel: (answering her phone at work) Hello.
Rachel: Hey Mona!
Rachel: Its not kicking right now. Although we would love to see you do (Mimics him) that again.
Mrs. Geller: (rubbing her temples) Thats alot of information to get in in thirty seconds! Alright Joey, if wanna leave, just leave. Rachel, no you werent supposed to put beef in the trifle. It did not taste good. Phoebe, Im sorry, but I think Jacques Cousteau is dead. (Phoebe makes a sad face.) Monica, why you felt you had to hide the fact that you were in an important relationship is beyond me.
Rachel: Oh my God! Did you check your entire desk! Did you check all the drawers!
Rachel: Well, that-thats not your choice. Happy Halloween!
Rachel: You shut up!
RACHEL: [the shoulders of her dress keep falling off her shoulders] Is my hook unhooked? These things keep falling down, I can't. . .
Rachel: I ah, will buy and wrap all of your Christmas gifts.
[Scene: A Street, Rachel is throwing her coat into the Porsche and getting in.]
Rachel: Oh. (They leave, leaving just Joey and Ross.)
[Scene: Rachels bedroom, shes pacing as Ross knocks on her door and opens it a little to stick his hands in.]
Rachel: Really? You think thats all it is?
Joey: Hey don't worry about that! I mean, Ross needs you! And Rachel and I will stay and help anyway we can.
Kash: Hey Rachel! You ready to go?
Rachel: Oh, wait Joey! We fought the Nazis in World War II, not World War I.
Phoebe: Oh you did? (To Rachel) He did it! He did it!
Rachel: Wow! What did he do?
Rachel: Not so much.
Rachel: Ill do it.
Rachel: Yeah that would really be great.
Rachel: Shall we?
Rachel: Ahh.
Rachel: So shes really not dead.
Phoebe: (To Rachel) Well, its better than us deciding.
RACHEL: No! They didn't even talk to each other. God, how was I supposed to know they were having problems?
Rachel: Okay! Okay-okay lookno I did, I just wanted this stuff and I know how you feel about Pottery Barn. Just Come on dont be mad.
Ross: Its not for me, its for Rachel.
Rachel: Oh yeah! Hopefully across the street if certain Dutch people would just let go.
Rachel: Hey!
Rachel: How was the game?
Rachel: Oh.
[Scene: Central Perk, Phoebe and Rachel are on the couch as Joey and Ross enter.]
Rachel: I know.
Rachel: Carol Lesbian?
Rachel: I do too a little bit.
Rachel: All right, look, we did not know that you wanted a stripper so we went to the phonebook and we got the first name we could find!
Rachel: Right. So, what you have to do is, you have to accidentally run into her on purpose. And then act aloof.
Rachel: You really think I didn't say goodbye to you because I don't care?
Rachel: Hi!
Rachel: What bra?
Rachel: You gave them to me!
Ross: And what(notices the stenographer is still typing)What are you typing that for? Did you hear what she said? We dont get the annulment. Dont type that! What?! Stop typing! (He goes over to where the stenographer is typing and in the process pushes Rachel out of his way.) Hey! Stop typing! (Hes still typing.) Stop typing! Stop typing!!
Rachel: What is this?
Monica: (Gets up) Okay, okay. You two (to Phoebe and Rachel) go get the dessert. And I'll let you in.
Ross: So, uh, the other night Rachel and I are in bed talking about fantasies, and I happened to describe a particular Star Wars thing....
Rachel: What about all the women you want to bring home?
Rachel: Joey, are you sure?
Rachel: I want me to stay too.
Rachel: Its gonna be up all night!
Rachel: Wow! Whoa-whoa whats under the covers?
Rachel: Its moving.
Rachel: No-no-no! This chairs not going anywhere.
Rachel: Thank you.
Rachel: Oops sorry, my mistake.
Rachel: Well you couldve untied it with your hands.
Rachel: Hey, that is the babys problem. (Dr. Green returns.) Oh, everything okay with the waiter?
Rachel: Well actually umm
Phoebe: Rachel!
Rachel: Im sorry, Rosita? As in
Rachel: Phoebe!
Rachel: Yeah.
Rachel: Who?
Rachel: All right thats it! I am maid of honor!
Rachel: February 2nd!
Rachel: Oh, honey, I dont know. I
Chandler: Shes okay with Rachel and the baby?
Rachel: Oh yeah, we were but umm, now weve got candy.
Rachel: Oh you missed it. She was laughing. Oh it was amazing. It was amazing. It was the most beautiful, beautiful sound that...
Rachel: Yeah?
Rachel: Im sorry daddy.
Rachel: Wow, Monica, you look just like your grandmother. How old was she there?
Rachel: Well Umm, I got TiVo.
Rachel: Ewww. Yeah. Umm. I think Im gonna stay here.
Rachel: Now, if you will excuse me I am going to go and lie down. (Exits.)
Mona: You got Rachel pregnant?!
Rachel: Well in High School, that added up to head cheerleader.
Monica: Ill get everybody else (Does so), finally we can start celebrating my(She gasps and is stopped by the sight of Ross and Rachel making out in the hall.) Im sorry, uh apparently Ive opened the door to the past.
Rachel: (quietly) Oh no
Ross: Rachel!
Rachel: Okay.