words in movies
Monica: Hey sweetie.
Monica: Is this the video of the baby being born? Sweetie, this is Phoebes. Why were you even watching it?
Monica: (handing her a cup) Here you go sweetie.
Rachel: (entering) Hi, sweetie.
Dr. Roger: Im sorry sweetie, its the hospital. The food looks great, maybe save me some?
Joey: (Looking inside the fridge, and we only see his back. Then he closes the door, and we see it's Joey.) Hi sweetie!
Ross: (exiting the bathroom) That-that-thats all right, no honey, you take your time sweetie. Ill be right out here. (She slams the door in his face, to the gang) Shes just fixing her makeup.
Ross: Sweetie youre doing great.
Ross: Come on sweetie! Youve had to work late every night for the past two weeks, what is it this time?
Rachel: (coming from her room) Hi, sweetie.
Monica: Oh sweetie, I'm so proud of you!
Phoebe: Okay, well if I was in this for the money, Id be a millionaire by now, y'know. You just got to get out of that jingle head sweetie.
Rachel: Anyway sweetie, I am, Im so sorry I ruined your night.
Monica: (to Chandler) Hey sweetie! (they kiss)
Monica: Sweetie, with you its gonna be different. The sex is gonna be great, cause you-you guys are in love.
Ross: Sweetie, this conversation is starting to make me a little uncomfortable.
Monica: Aww, sweetie, but its not like youre not gonna have anything. Youre gonna have nieces and nephews, and some ways thats even better.
Rachel: Okay sweetie, you can do it. Just open up and put it in your mouth.
Monica:: sweetie it's ok, I still love you, let me be a part of this.
Monica: Oh, Rachel, sweetie, look, here's a really cute picture of Joey and you at the reception.
Monica: See? Thats what I mean. I mean that, thats great! But I wouldnt trade in what I have for that. I mean Im gonna be with Chandler for the rest of my life, and thats what makes me happy. (Chandler approaches.) Hey sweetie, come here! Come sit down. Hey Phoebe and I were just talking about how our relationship is deep and meaningful. It really is dont you think?
Mrs. Geller: Well what is it? Come on sweetie, your like, freaking me out here.
Monica: Come here! Come here! (They hug.) Sweetie you dont have to worry. No, besides yknow what? Im gonna have a lot of new things with you. The first time we buy a house. Our first kid. Our first grandkid
Monica: Ohh! Ohhhh! Were you sleeping sweetie? Im sorry. Here. (Hands the mug of milk to him.)
MRS. GELLER: Well sweetie, we have a surprise for you. We're turning your room into a gym.
Monica: No! No! No! No sweetie! No! Not like that! Were not at a barn dance. Youve gottayou wanna fold them like swans. Like I showed you at Christmas time, remember?
MONICA: Hi sweetie, look before I forget, did I leave my diaphram at your place? Hi mom. [she starts throwing oranges at Ross who's looking pleased with himself]
Ross: Uh sweetie, maybe youd be more comfortable here? (Gets up from the green armchair.)
Monica: No sweetie, youve got to win over the guy that controls C.H.E.E.S.E.! Youve got to kiss some serious robot ass!
Janice: I'll see you later, sweetie. Bye Joey.
Monica: Hey sweetie. Oh good. (Takes the baking dish from her.)
Ross: (answering the phone.) Hello. (Listens) Hi sweetie. (Listens.) Good. Look umm, yes I've been thinking about that thing that you wanted me to do and, I can do it. (Rachel gives him a thumbs up.) So will you come to New York? (Rachel wants to know what she said, and he gives her a thumbs up and she goes over and hugs him. All the time not knowing what's going on.)
Monica: Sweetie, you know I have no sense of humor when it comes to the wedding.
Mr. Geller: Which means you had seven years of beach fun and you cant put a price on that sweetie.
Rachel: Oh, hi sweetie. (They kiss)
Her friend: I don't know sweetie.
Phoebe: Of course you don't sweetie. You're brand new.
MONICA: Bye sweetie, (kisses him) I love you.
Ross: Ooh hey, Emma, daddy has some presents for you okay? Okay? I want you to wait right here. Come here sweetie.
MRS GREEN: [laughing] You have some life here, sweetie.
Monica: Feeling a little better sweetie?
Ross: Sweetie, calm down, its gonna be okay.
Mr. Geller: Happy birthday, sweetie! Give us a hug! (Starts to get up.)
ROSS: Sweetie, it's be gonna okay, all right. It's a wedding, generally people focus on the bride.
Ross: Sweetie, dont worry youll get picked. Chandler.
Monica: Oh my god, Emma. Oh, sweetie, I forgot you were here. Oh, you're right, we can't do this. We can't leave her alone.
Dr. Green: I have no idea, I went to the bathroom. So sweetie, you were starting to tell me what is uh, what is new with you.
Joey: (placing Hugsy back in the crib) There you go sweetie... (to Emma) This isn't over.
ROSS: OK sweetie, I'll see you later.
Man: (entering, carrying a pillow) Hi sweetie!
Monica: Hey Joey, sweetie, taste this. (Holds out a spoon for him.)
Monica: Ohh, sweetie! (Goes to comfort her.) Hey, I bet you anything that hes gonna call you again.
Roger: What's wrong, sweetie?
Mr. Geller: Well, the garage flooded sweetie and it ruined everything in your boxes. Im sorry.
Roger: But you tell it really well, sweetie.
Susan: Carol, Carol, sweetie. Cleansing breath.
Ross: Sweetie, you gotta relax. Everythings gonna be great, okay? Come on. Come on.
Monica: No, sweetie, I-I trust you.
Julie: Oh, thanks, sweetie.
Monica: Sweetie, I wanted you to have him too.
Ross: And confused. Rach, sweetie, I-I um I didnt propose to you.
Ross: Oh, please. Sweetie its hopeless, okay, Im just gonna go. (starts to leave rubbing his neck)
JANICE: Oh, sweetie, I'm sorry.
Monica: All right, sweetie that's fine. You didn't do it on purpose.
Mrs. Green: No. Sweetie, youre gonna be fine. (Starts to get up.)
Ross: Look sweetie, I could be the bigger man, I could be the biggest man, I could be a big, huge, giant man, and it still wouldnt make any difference, except that I could pick your Father up and say Like me! Like me tiny doctor!
MONICA: Just waiting for you sweetie.
Mrs. Geller: Sweetie, you think you can get in there?
Ross: Oh sweetie, when do you think youre going to get off tonight?
ROSS: Uh, sweetie we've gotta go.
Rachel: Its left sweetie, but thats okay sweetie, thats a tough one.
Ross: Bye sweetie.
Rachel: Hi, sweetie!
Roger: Geez, we're gonna be late, sweetie...
MRS GREEN: Sweetie! So this is where you work? Oh, it's wonderful! Is it a living room? Is it a restaurant? Who can tell? But I guess that's the fun.
Ross: Chandler, I want you to run a post pattern to the left, okay. And sweetie..
Ross: Oh, come here sweetie, listen, youre gonna go on like a thousand interviews before you get a job. (she glares at him) Thats not how that was supposed to come out.
Monica: Chandler, listen to me sweetie, I know you can do this. Okay? You have a beautiful smile.
Janice: I just came up to say, "Hi!" Hi! (to Chandler) And you, sweetie, Ill see you tonight.
Monica: Aw, Im sorry sweetie that she doesnt feel the same way.
Ross: Sweetie, now I pick you.
Monica: Are you okay, sweetie?
MNCA: Alright, here you go, sweetie. [hands Fun Bobby his coffee]
Rachel: Im sorry, sweetie. (shows her the flyer)
Rachel: Hi sweetie!
Monica: Oh, sweetie. Oh, look at you. You're shivering.
Ross: Oh, oh, I'm, I'm, I'm sorry sweetie, I was just trying to ah, I'm dialing another number. (hangs up)
Gary: (To Phoebe) Hi sweetie. (Kisses her.) Hi, can I talk to you for a second?
Monica: Honey, sweetie, by the edges.
Monica: Sweetie, we heard you crying. Please don't cry.
Monica: Oh, sweetie! (They all hug.)
Chandler: Now sweetie, I know you dont like my office parties, but you can wear your new boots. See? Every cloud has a supple leather lining.
Rachel: Okay. Okay fine, yknow what? We will let Ross and Joey decide. (Ross enters.) (In a sexy voice.) Hiiiii, Ross! Sweetie.
Phoebe: Oh, sweetie, oh. (hugs him)
Monica: I dont know sweetie.
Monica: No, they gave us glasses with lipstick on them! I mean, if they didn't change the glasses, who knows what else they didn't change. (He glares at her.) Come on sweetie, I just want this weekend to be perfect, I mean we can change rooms, can't we?
Monica: Yeah, sweetie.
Monica: Hey sweetie!
MRS GREEN: I mean, this is no offense to your dad, sweetie, but I was thinking there might be more.
MRS. GREENE: Happy birthday sweetie.
Gary: (To Phoebe) I'll see you after work sweetie. (Kisses her.)