words in movies
PHOEBE: I can see that, 'cause they both have those big brown eyes and, ya know, the little pouty chin. MONICA: And the fact that they're both monkeys.
CHANDLER: The one time they're not home.
JANITOR: Of course they're gonna say he's dead. They don't want the bad publicity. It's all a great big cover-up. Do you have any idea how high up this thing goes?
PHOEBE: [singing] Sometimes men love women, sometimes men love men, and then there are bisexuals, though some just say they're kidding themselves. la la-la-la la-la-la-la-la-la-la...
Roger: Listen guys, it was great seeing you again. Mon, um, easy on those cookies, okay? Remember, they're just food, they're not love.
Chandler: No, 'Slim Pickings', it's a barbecue restaurant. They're looking for a cook. Actually 'cook' may be a bit of a stretch. They're looking for someone to shovel mesquite.
Chandler: Yes, but these women are very hot, and they need our help! And they're very hot.
Ross: Yeah, okay, hold on! (He puts the phone down and proceeds to spread a large amount of powder on his legs and makes another attempt at pulling up his pants. It doesn't work, and without picking up the phone leans down to it.) (Almost in tears.) They're not coming on man.
Joey: Okay, here's my big scene. My big scene's here! (They have two of the cops on the street, then they cut to where they're entering an apartment.) Oh my God.
Joey: You mean how they're friends and nothing more? (Glares at Rachel.)
ROSS: No no, you're uh, you're my lobster. See um, lobsters, uhh, in the tank when, when they're old, uhh, they get with, uhh, they walk around holding the claws. In the tank, ya know, with, with the holding and. . . Uhh, Phoebs you wanna help me out with the, the whole lobster thing?
RTST: It's like I'm lookin' in a mirror. Anyway, they're called "fishtachios". They taste exactly like pistachios, but they're made primarily of reconstituted fish bits. Here, try one. You're not allergic to anything, are you?
Rachel: They're male nurses.
Rachel: Oh. Well then, you better go take that back because they're gonna charge you for that.
Joey: Yeah, they're mine.
Ross: Well, they're not mine!
Chandler: See? They're Joey's! J-J-J-J-J-Joey's!
RICHARD: Uh, they're not in it.
Rachel: I think they're very nice.
Phoebe: They're gonna call her Chandler.
LITTLE BULLY: And look where they're sitting.
Chandler: I'd love to, but I gotta get back to talking to your parents. They're telling us all about how they adopted you.
Phoebe: My grandmother has this new boyfriend, and they're both kind of insecure in bed. Oh, and deaf. So they're constantly, like, having to reassure each other that they're having a good time. You have no idea how loud they are!
Malcom: These are my night vision goggles. This is the book I pretend to read when I'm watching her in the park. And these are Mad Lips, they're just for fun.
Chandler: That's not what I had in mind! See, people like Ross don't generally wear these types of pants. You see, they're very tight. (Motions to Ross's buttock.) Maybe there's something in that area.
Susan: They're every four minutes and last 55 seconds.
Phoebe: (Phoebe hangs up and someone knocks on the door. She gasps.) They're here already? How are they doing this?
RACHEL: Ok, let me take these cakes back 'cause they're gonna take that out of my paycheck.
Joey: They're gonna do it together.
(Chandler enters and sees what they're watching, panics, and runs to turn off the TV.)
Mr. Geller: Of course it did. They're made of wicker.
Monica: They're still in my coat.
[Scene: We're back to the present. Chandler and Monica's. They're all still at the kitchen table.]
JOEY: I'm sorry, it's the pigs. they're reluctant to get in the blankets!
Kathy: Okay, I've got some ugly friends, and they're all available too.
Chandler: Well, they're Joey's! They gotta be Joey's!
Chandler: Yeah umm, they're called wallets.
Ross: Oh, I hope they're not ruined.
[Scene: Chandler and Monica's apartment. The table is set, and there's food on the tables again. They're all there, toasting.]
Rachel: Because they're people.
Rachel: Yes, but still. They're people with eyes.
RICHARD: Hey. They're just trying to decide somehting.
[They leave. As they're walking out, the bullies are walking in.]
PRODUCER:They're your backup singers... beind you.
ROSS: I've no idea, could be. Listen, I'm sorry I had to work tonight. RACHEL: Oh it's OK. You were worth the wait, and I don't just mean tonight. [they kiss] ROSS: You're not laughing. RACHEL: This time it's not so funny. [They kiss and start undressing. As Rachel tries to pull off Ross's tie she catches it in his mouth. Then they roll across the fur rug.] RACHEL: Ah, oh God. Oh, honey, oh that's OK. ROSS: What. Oh no, you just rolled over the juice box. RACHEL: Oh, thank God. [Scene: Museum of Natural History. The next morning Rachel and Ross are sleeping in the display under a fur.] ROSS: Hi. RACHEL: Hi you. I can't believe I'm waking up next to you. ROSS: I know it is pretty unbelievaaaaah. RACHEL: What? ROSS: We're not alone. [A church youth group is outside the display watching them] CLOSING CREDITS [Scene: Chandler and Joey's apartment. They are still in their chairs, watching Beavis and Butthead.] [they're laughing along with the show when an alarm goes off] JOEY: Is that the fire alarm? CHANDLER: Yeah. [feels the floor] Oh it's not warm yet, we still have time. JOEY: Cool.
Monica: Ohhh! Let me see! Oh God, I can't believe this! They're an hour late and they're just staying out there, talking!
PHOEBE: Oh yes. Oh and, the part about how they're always like drinking from out pool of inner power, but God forbid we should take a sip.
Rachel: What the... DIAL IT DOWN! (Joey goes to sit on the bed) Listen, ok, and maybe they're crazy thoughts, but sometimes I do, I have, I've been thinking about... you know, us! (looks at Joey, who's totally distraught) Ok, dial it up a little!
Interviewer: You sure they haven't gone bad? You're sure they're not very, very bad?
Phoebe: Oh, yeah, they're falling in love all over again.
Monica: Wait a minute, they're making you take time off work?
[Scene: Carol's OB/GYN, they're still arguing about what to name the baby.]
Monica: No really, they're OK.
CHANDLER: Well I do, but uh, Eddie makes them this way and, well they're pretty darn good.
ROSS: Well, ya know, they're a little behind the times in Colonial Williamsburg.
Phoebe: I don't know. They're so perfect for each other; it's crazy.
Rachel: No-no, they're not very nice people.
Phoebe: God, they thought they can mess with us! They're trying to mess with us?! They don't know that we know they know we know! (Joey just shakes his head.) Joey, you can't say anything!
DUNCAN: No, but it'll be OK, they're pretty cool, my brother's straight so. . .
[Scene: Gary and Phoebe's apartment, it's morning and they're both waking up in bed.]
JOEY: Hey, hey, they're runnin'
Monica: They're all in there! Even these five that I hid in my bra (takes some tickets out of her bra and gives them to Phoebe)...
Rachel: (waving them in his face) Take 'em! (Joey makes a noise and jumps out of the way.) Joey, you can touch them! They're your underwear.
Chandler: So they're going on dates? When?
[Joey just laughs as a third set of flashbacks featuring Chandlers mistakes starts. The first flashback is from The One With The Prom Video. It's Chandler telling Phoebe how much he hates the bracelet Joey bought him. They're both at Central Perk.]
Joey: All right. Let's get the contestants out of their isolation booths. (He removes the waste bucket that's over the duck and the laundry basket that's over the chicken.) And they're off! (He puts his foot in front of the chick, stopping it from moving.)
[Scene: Rachel's new job, she's in her new boss's office (Kim's) and with the other assistant (Nancy). Together they're deciding what clothes to buy or something, who knows, let's all watch/read to find out.]
Phoebe: I mean, well, 'cause when I was growing up, you know my dad left, and my mother died, and my stepfather went to jail, so I barely had enough pieces of parents to make one whole one. And here's this little baby who has like three whole parents who care about it so much that they're fighting over who gets to love it the most. And it's not even born yet. It's just, it's just the luckiest baby in the whole world. (pause) I'm sorry, you were fighting.
Monica: Ok..You know the old classics you know,You look nice? They're still ok.
RACHEL: No, I know, they're from me. Look you guys this is not good. I mean we have enough trouble with guys stealing our wind without taking it from each other.
Frank Jr.: Yeah, I really cherish these moments, 'cause before you know it, they're gonna be awake again.
Rachel: Okay. Uhh, Ross, y'know what, there's something that I-that I have to talk to you about and everybody's saying that I shouldn't tell you, but I think they're wrong. I mean, and you know how people can be wrong.
(She goes one way; he goes the other. The camera pans back to Chandler and Monica, and needless to say, they're standing there dumbstruck.)
<Ross and Rachel are putting baby stuff together like they're going to be going somewhere.>
[Scene: Chandler and Joey's, they're entering to find boxes strewn about the apartment.]
Rachel: (entering, interrupting them) Hey guys! What's... (sees what they're doing and stops, the guys are stunned)
Phoebe: I had to bring them! We killed their mother, they're our responsibility now. You know, they require constant care. You should know that, Rachel, you're a mother.
CHANDLER: Ok, they're coming, shhh. [Runs into Monica's apartment and grabs one last girl to take to his apartment]
Monica: Well, I don't care! That-that turkey has to feed 20 people at my parent's house and they're not gonna eat it off your head!
Phoebe: (to the squirrel) Okay, stop tormenting me! This mink! Okay, they're mean! And they hate squirrels! And y'know, okay, most of these probably wanted to be coats! (The squirrel stares at her.) All right, fine, now I get it. (To the clerk.) Here. (She hands him her coat.) You take it. (To the squirrel.) Are you happy now? I'm cold!
[Scene: Carol's OB/GYN, they're talking about how this is going to work.]
Phoebe: Ohhh. Thanks Chandler they're great!
[Scene: Monica and Chandler's apartment. They're in the kitchen as Rachel enters.]
Joey: Oh, a couple of nurses asked them out. Maybe they're with them.
Joey: We're geniuses! Yeah, look at them, look at them, they're really bonding.
Ross: No, NO! (they're moving to the side of the bed, where they sit down) Look, I need to talk to Joey. I mean, you guys just broke up. Before anything more happens between us, I need to know he's okay with it.
[Time lapse, they're still on the ride along and Joey is just sniffing his sandwich.]
Rachel: Oh, they're real!
Joey: Yeah, they're great seats too!
Rachel: (shouting) Babies don't care if they're slim.
Monica: Oh! They're late and they're sloppy!
DR. BURKE: Drops. Here, they're free.
Ross: Wha...? Oh sure, now they lock it, but when they're having sex on the couch, its like: "Come on in, my butt is surprisingly hairy".
Steve: (from kitchen) Ah, cool! Taco shells! (Rachel motions, "You see!") You know, these are... they're like a little corn envelope.
Ross: Hey, what do you think they're doing in there?
Joey: Oh! They're in the table!
Joey: Yeah, they're stuck inside the table!
Rachel: They're my new 'I don't need a job, I don't need my parents, I've got great boots' boots!
Rachel: Yeah, you know what we should all do? We should play that game where everyone says one thing that they're thankful for.
Ross: It's I just know they're gonna be a couple of windbags wearing tweed jackets with suede elbow patches.
[Scene: Monica and Chandler's Apartment, everyone except Chandler is there; they're opening their presents]
[as they're walking off, little bully grabs Chandlers hat from behind and puts it on himself]
[Time Lapse, the gang is now watching Law & Order. By the way, the entire rest of the episode takes place in Monica and Rachel's apartment. Why are they called apartments when they're all stuck together? Something to think about.]
Ross: Yes, I do have a laundry room in my building, um, but there's a.... rat problem. Apparently they're attracted to the dryer sheets, and they're goin' in fine, but they're comin' out all.... fluffy. Anyway, say, sevenish?