words in movies
Ben: (running to the bathroom) Thanks Phoebe!
Phoebe: Oh no, I dont believe in Western medicine. No, if you just apply pressure to these points right here. (Shes pinching the bit of skin between her right thumb and forefinger with her left hand.) Then your hand starts to hurt and you still have a headache, so thanks. (Takes the pills.)
Rachel: Yes oh(To Ben)Do I want sugar in my coffee? (Ben nods no.) No, just some milk would be good Carol. Thanks. (To Ben) Okay, do you remember all that stuff I taught you yesterday?
Fat Joey: Thanks sweetheart. Give me a little sugar here. (They kiss.) Okay.
Ross: Oh, thanks Gunther. (He takes it, hands the plate it's on to Rachel, sets it down on the table, and proceeds to pound it into oblivion while saying.) STUPID BRITISH SNACK FOOD!!!!!!!
RACHEL: Oh, thanks. So, uh, what are you gonna do this summer?
Rachel: Well, yknow what? Thanks to you Im half way there! Ugh! Oh! I am so mad! Ross, I dont think I have ever been this angry!
Ross: I was up all night writing this really nasty letter to Emily! It was perfect and now it's all covered in-in (The duck quacks.) Actually, thanks!
Chandler: Oh, yeah! Thanks for inventing the lottery!
Joey: Come in. Thanks for comin back, umm, okay there have been a lot of people interested in the room, but I have narrowed it down and you are one of the finalists!
Ross: Thanks, Gunther. (takes the plate Gunther serves him and Rachel comes up and kisses him) (to Rachel) Hey! (to Gunther) Umm, can I get a napkin too?
Monica: Thanks. (Joeys still patting the burn spot) I think you got it!
Chandler: Oh, ahh, no thanks, I just had an M&M.
Ross: Okay. Thanks you guys. Pheebs are you wearing fur?
Phoebe: No thanks, Ive already seen one.
Chandler: Oh thats great! Great! Thanks! But that dress I mean its like yuck! Its terrible! It makes me wanna just rip it right off of you!
Phoebe: Thanks! Okay. (They sit down.)
Rachel: Oh hey you. Thanks for coming out of me. (The baby cries.) I know. Oh. Yeah. Oh, shes looking at me. Hi! I know you.
Joey: I dont know! How about, "Thanks for taking the message." Jeez! (Exits.)
Rachel: Hi! (He hands her, her mail) Thanks, hey so uh whatd you do last night?
Rachel: Oh, wow thanks! (Reading the card) Oh youre in real estate!
Chandler: Yeah, about 300 guys I went to high school with. Yeah, thanks. (takes phone)
Phoebe: No-no, sorry. Cookies are good, thanks.
Joey: But hey, thanks for teachin' us Cross-Eyed Mary. You guys, we gotta play that at our regular game.
Joey: Thanks! Okay-okay check it out! (Reading from the script) Picture? What picture? (He pauses then spits) Eh?
Joey: Yeah! Well, now that you brought it up, our fridge is broken. We have to get a new one. Now, I checked around and your half is $400. Thanks a lot.
Ross: Oh. Thanks. Uh, has anyone seen Rach?
Dr. Green: Thanks for dinner last night.
Phoebe: No. 'Cause you need that. No, it's okay, thanks.
Ross: Huh, whats fish hooking... (Joey sticks his finger in Rosss mouth and pulls on his cheek, y'know like when you hook a fish.) (to Joey, sarcastic) Thanks man, that would have been really hard to describe. What is that taste?
ROSS: Thanks for letting me tag along tonight you guys.
Joey: Wow thanks! (He goes into his bedroom and closes the door.)
Ross: Thanks you guys. (Walks away happily and his parents smile.)
Joey: Well, hes not used to women being so forward with him; but uh, I good check with himHe says its okay. (She hands him her card.) Great! Thanks! Bye-bye!
Monica: Well, an-anyway, I justthat night meant a lot to me, I guess Im just trying to say thanks.
Woman: Thatd be great, thanks. (Gunther goes and gets them.)
Phoebe: How are you? (The woman nods) Good. (She goes over to another couple of women.) Hi, thanks for coming.
Joey: Thanks for everything Estelle. Bye. (Hangs up and reads the phone display) "out of area". Boy, I'll say.
Phoebe: Oh, okay. Listen, thanks for everything, Mon.
MONICA: Thanks. So, I guess I better be going.
Phoebe: Thanks! Y'know, that when you say things like that it makes me wanna rip that sweater vest right off!
Rachel: (On the phone) Okay, he's a, he's a black capuchian monkey with a white face... (Enter Ross) ...with, with Russian dressing and, and pickles on the side. Okay. Thanks.
Rachel: Okay great, hold on a sec! (She runs to her room and returns carrying a huge bag of laundry.) Oh, here you go! You don't mind do ya? That would really help me out a lot! Thanks!
ROSS: Oh, thank you, thanks. So uh, how was your night last night?
Ross: Rach, thanks but uh, I don't need you doing me any favors.
Erin: Ohh, listen. Ive got to get going. Today was great, thanks!
Phoebe: (to the director) Merci. Au revoir. (Translation: Thanks, goodbye.)
Ross: Thanks.
Carol: Thanks.
Joey: Oh, no thanks, I got it. (picks it up) No I dont!
Phoebe: Thanks.
Rachel: Oh, you guys are gonna have so much fun! She's at such a cute age. Oh, a couple things. Now that she's eating solid food, she poops around the clock. And watch out for your hair, 'cause she likes to grab it. And oh, she's also in this phase where if you leave the room, she screams bloody murder, but ah... Thanks, you guys. Have fun!
Joey: Thanks, but I kinda have a problem to deal with here.
Ross: Hey, tell Dan, Thanks.
Chandler: Oh, thanks, but I think she'd feel like we're gangin' up on her.
Phoebe: Thanks.
Phoebe: Thanks!
Phoebe: Goodie! Thanks. So, how is it living with Rachel again? I mean, apart from the great food.
Joey: Thanks.
Fake Monica: Oh. Thanks.
Ross: Oh, thanks! (Takes it and throws it back into the box and leaves.)
Rachel: Thanks, you can just put it on the table.
Carol: Well, thanks for the books.
Phoebe: All good, thanks. (to Rachel) Do you maybe have a nickname have like a nickname thats easier to rhyme?
Coma Guy: Well,... thanks.
Ronni: Thanks.
Ronni: Thanks. You're, uh, you're a good kid.
Ross: Thanks Rach.
PHOEBE: Thanks. [gets out of the cab]
Phoebe: (sips it) Its so good. (Monica and Rachel breath a sigh of relief.) Oh, thanks.
Monica and Phoebe: (in unison) Thanks.
Ross: Thanks. I know you guys like to give me a hard time and all, but it really means a lot to me that you like her. Just knowing that you guys are
Joey: Cool, thanks.
Katie: Oh, thanks! That's so sweet! (She punches Rachel like she punched Joey.)
Rachel: Thanks, you can just put it on the table.
Charlie: You know, by the way. I heard you tell her not to do anything. Thanks for sticking up for me. You are such a nice person.
Carol: Thanks.
Ross: Thanks. (Gets up and as he does so, the sound returns. Without another word he heads into her bathroom.)
Chandler: Mom. Thanks for wearing something. (They hug.) (Shes wearing a tight dress with a lot of cleavage showing.)
Monica: Oh, no thanks, we're just here to observe.
Ross: Thanks.
Ross: Thanks! (walks out of the room and starts hugging the wall) Thank you! (closes the door)
Phoebe: Thanks, Ross.
Chandler: Deposit my specimen? You know, usually I have to call a 900 number for that kind of talk. Thanks, got it.
Phoebe: All right, wait just one more second. Hi, it's Phoebe and Rachel's. Please leave a message, thanks!
Ross: Thank you, thanks. (Sits down next to the girls) Yeah, I lost it. Yknow, Im not gonna play anymore, (to Phoebe) would you, can you finish my set?
Tom: Thanks... uh... I'm so sorry about Ross, it's...
Susan: Thanks.
Julie: Oh, thanks, sweetie.
Chandler: This is great, another Thanksgiving with nothing to give thanks for.
Monica: Oh thanks. (Reading the bill) Champagne, strawberries Oh my God! I cant believe Chandler ordered porn on our wedding night!
All: No thanks.
Monica: Thanks. (Goes to fetch him.)
Rachel: Hi. Thanks for the party, honey. Should I help you clean up?
Guy: No thanks.
Ross: Yeah, you're right, thanks Pheebs, I'm gonna go find her.
Ross: Yeah, no, youre right, I know, youre right, Im not, Im not gonna do it. All right, thanks guys. (Gets up to leave.)
DUNCAN: Thanks.
Chandler: Really? He does? (taking the phone) Hey, buddy, what's up! Oh, she told you about that, huh. Well, yeah, I have one now and then. Well, yeah, now. Well, it's not that big- ..well, that's true,.. Gee, y'know, no-one- no-one's ever put it like that before. Well, okay, thanks! (He hands the phone back and stubs out his cigarette.)
JOEY: Thanks.
RTST: Hi, thanks for coming in again.
JADE: Thanks.
Barry: (into intercom) Thanks, Bernice. (To Rachel) Let's go away this weekend.
Ross: Of course not, it smells like wine, which you spilled! And thanks for wrecking my sheet by the way.