words in movies
Ross: Oh, Emily that is, that is so great. It's gonna be so great! We're gonna be like-like-like two idiots in love!
Stage Director: We're on in 3, 2, (points to Gary Collins.)
Chandler: I mean I was nothing before you. Call the other girls and ask. Which wouldn't take long. But when I'm with you, and we're together, OH MY GOD.
Chandler: Oh-aw my God! Now, I understand if you never want to sleep with me again, but that would be wrong. We're too good! We owe it, to sex!
Rachel: (entering) Hi! Are you ready? We're gonna be late!
(In the rooms next door, Joey, Rachel, Ross and Charlie stop kissing and try to understand what the yelling was about. After a while they continue kissing. We're back in Chandler and Monica's room. Monica has some of her own hair stuffed in her mouth by Chandler.)
Chandler: I believe the foundation of our friendship was unfortunate hair. (Ross just stares at him) All right, look, if we're really gonna do this... it's not like you never broke one of the pacts.
Chandler: Fine. We're just sitting here. Alone. Doing nothing. It's our rehearsal for tomorrow.
Phoebe: (sits down) Yeah, I feel great. 'Cause we're moving in together.
Monica: Hi Honey! We're all here; we just want to wish you a Merry Christmas.
Chandler: Good save! We're back on track, and I'm... (grimacing) ..chewing someone else's gum. This is not my gum. Oh my God! Oh my God! And now you're choking.
Ross: Oh, professor Clerk we're kind of in the middle of a conversation, here.
PHOE: Hey Rach, what time do you get off? We're all gonna do something tonight.
RACHEL: We love you, we're here for you.
Chandler: Okay! (Stands up) This is it! (Claps his hands) We're gonna get married!
Chandler: Little?! You freaked out big time! Okay? And I fixed it! We have switched places! I am the relationship and king and you are the crazy, irrational screw up! (Does a dance of joy.) (Monica glares at him.) And now we're back.
Director: (to Joey) Good job, little buddy. That was some really good French. But I think we're gonna go with someone else for the part.
Monica: Me? What are you talking about? Nobody could steal me from you. I mean, just because I'm friends with her doesn't make me any less friends with you. I mean, (starting to cry) you're my...We're, we're...Oh, I love you.
Monica: 'S'going pretty good, y'know? It's nice, and, we're having fun.
PHOEBE: Oh! I can't believe it. I can't believe this. We're just like, sitting at home, trying to guess Joey's fingers, and you guys are out like partying and having fun, and you know, all, "hey, Blowfish, suck on my neck".
Chandler: Yeah I know, we're losing Ross, Joey said hence
Ross: I... just feel that the... the chemistry isn't right. I'm sorry. We're... we're more than happy to give you good recommendation...
Barry: Yeah, well, uh, we're kind of a thing now.
JOEY: Well, I don't know. I don't know what we're gonna be doin'. I mean, what if we're at her folks' place?
Rachel: Ok-dokey, Joey, listen. This is gonna be bridesmaid central, all right? We're gonna have hair and make-up going on in the bathroom and oh, I had to move a couple of things in the fridge to make room for the corsages.
Chandler: And we're done with the chicken fried rice.
MONICA: All right. We're gonna go. It's not for another six hours. We're gonna go then.
Ross: I can't believe we're gonna be the only people that aren't in this wedding.
Chandler: Um, we're kind of having an emergency and we-we were looking for something...
Ross looks down: No, that that is not what we're saying.
Monica: Okay! It's time for dinner. Everyone we're using our fancy china.. um and its very expensive so please be careful.
Chandler: My wife and I have some boundary issues, you know, sometimes we ask inappropriate questions. We're working on it.
Gary: I don't know man, we're really not supposed to do that.
Ross: Oh dude, don't worry about it, I found an unattended maid's car. We're way ahead of the game.
Phoebe: I'm sooo sorry!! I just... I keep thinking about Mike! I'm crazy about David, and we're having so much fun together. Why-Why do I miss Mike? That's-that's gonna go away, right?
Ross: Oh yeah, nobody knows. And we're not supposed to ask.
RACH: Yeah, we're gonna... we're gonna get some cake. [Phoebe and Rachel go to counter.]
Mike: So we're doing it?
Ross: Yeah, yeah. You should come check us out. We're called "Way! No Way!".
Nurse: (To Ross) Rossy, we're ready for you.
Phoebe: Uh huh...we're playing you two.
CHANDLER: I don't know what to say. I'm sorry that we make more money than you. But we're not gonna feel guilty about it. We work really hard for it.
Ross: Hey hey, we'll be fine. We're just gonna need a little time.
Monica: We're gonna see each other naked.
Chandler: Honey, we're leaving tomorrow you've still got a lot of packing to do.
Ross: Although if we're gonna do that, we should probably call me "Daddy" too.
Director: Joey, Joey! We're ready for you!
Ross: (with a frozen smile on his face, realizing something's wrong with Jarvis) Ok... now... now we're just holding hands! (pulls his hand away)
Rachel: Ok, we're still on that.
Joey: I don't know whether it's just 'cause we're breakin' up or... what, but you have never looked so beautiful.
Rachel: We can't. We're not pharmacists!
Monica: Umm, actually I was about to tell you that I was, I was going to get out of it, but hey, if we're just goofing around then uh, maybe I will go out with him.
Ross: I assume we're looking for an answer more sophisticated than 'to get you into bed'.
Rachel: That's not what we're gonna do!
Chandler: Uhm, thank you, but we're really trying not to get our hopes up.
Frank Jr.: No, of course we're not.
Chandler: Well, we're gonna... we're gonna figure this out.
Erica: No! (To Monica) You we're right, that was fun! I'm gonna go finish packing.
Rachel: We're having a party.
Joey: And we're okay?
Phoebe: No! We're gonna do it my way. (listens) Because your way is stupid! Alright I gotta go, I have another call, Reverend. (switches calls) Hello?
Chandler: All right. I'll tell you what. When we're 40, if neither one of us are married, what do you say you and I get together and have one?
Monica: We're okay. I'm still ovulating.
Joey: (bewildered) Oh! Oh, well! At least we're both having fun!
RICHARD: Oh, that's why you never see pigeons at sushi bars.(they both start laughing at Richard's poor joke) See, we're having fun.
Chandler: Okay! (Stands up) This is it! (Claps his hands) We're gonna get married!
Chandler: Well, we're not.
Rachel: Joey, we're not keeping this!
Ross: This is it. Unless we're on a break.
Ross: We're late too! (Rachel screams)
Phoebe: (to the Charity guy) We're back!
Phoebe: But... but... but we're giving you this!
Chandler: I know this is really hard and we're really sorry.
Charlie: Joey is a great guy, but we're just... so different! I mean, during your speech he kept laughing at homo erectus!
Monica: Uh, we're gonna be great.
Monica: WE'RE GETTING A BABY!
Chandler: We're getting the house. (they hug) We're getting the house.
MINISTER: You know, nothing makes God happier than when two people, any two people, come together in love. Friends, family, we're gathered here today to join Carol and Susan in holy matrimony.
Chandler: We're growing up.
RACHEL: Well, we're not here to meet guys.� You have a boyfriend, I have a b. . . baby and a Ross.
Rachel: Ah, what is this? Well, lets see, we kissed for ten minutes and now we're talking to our friends about it, so I guess this is sixth grade!
Rachel: Ah, I-I never should have said what I said. Ityknow what? It just doesn't matter how I feel. I mean we work together, so nothing could really ever happen between us, and what I would love is just to go to work on Monday, and-and never talk about this again, okay? Big day Monday lots to do. So, we're okay?
Chandler: Unless Snoopy says it to Charlie Brown, I think we're okay.
Monica: Because we're moving in a couple of days and it just didn't make sense.
Dr. Rhodes: Take your shirt off, and let's see what we're dealing with here. (Ross starts to take off his pants) What are you doing?
RTST: But, we're thinking, given the right marketing, we can make Thanksgiving the Mockolate holiday.
Rachel: Monica, this is Dan (points to him), one of the guys that we're gonna be going out with on Saturday. (Mouths "He's yours." to her.) Uh Dan, Monica.
Ross: What? We're never gonna make it!
Phoebe: We're on our honeymoon.
Chandler: We're taking a break!
Steve: Chandler, you were the strongest person in the program. We're offering you the position of junior copywriter.
Ross: Oh oh, we think Emma is about to start talking so we're trying to be careful about what words we use in front of her.
Chandler: (Proceeding with his dinner) We're teeth people Zack!
Rachel: Yeah, we're gonna let you be alone.
JOEY: Hey, look, since we're neighbors and all, what do you say we uh, get together for a drink?
MONICA: No. No you can't go. No this is fun. Come on we're just getting started. Here, here's your marker.
Chandler: We're just here to say goodbye, we're off to Ohio.
Monica: Alright, we're gonna have to unscrew the chain.
Monica: Okay, we're gonna start in the kitchen. Plates get put into plate protectors and stacked ten to a box. The silverware gets bundled in rubber bands and then bubble wrapped. Got it?
Young Ethan: All right, look. I've gotta tell you something. I'm not 17. I only said so that you'd think I was cute and vunerable. I'm actually 30, I have a wife, I have a job, I'm your Congressman. Monica, this is ridiculous, we're great together. We can talk, we make each other laugh, and the sex. Oh, man, okay i have no frame of graft, but I thought that was great.
Chandler: Hey, I can be smooth. (Walks back to the Maitre d', very smoothly) Listen, we're a little bit in a hurry, so, if you can get us a table a little quicker, I'd appreciate it. (Shakes his hand)
Ross: Pheebs, we had the most incredible night! Okay, so, we're in the car
Janice: Ooh, that decides it then. I was on the fence. But knowing that you two would be our neighbors? Ah! now we have to get it! (Chandler and Monica are utterly shocked) Ellen, we're going to talk numbers. (Grabs Ellen by her elbow and pulls her outside)
RACHEL: Oh I'm sorry, we're clo-... Hey sailor.
PHOEBE: Yeah, but, ah, ah, nothing has to happen.� We're just having fun.� You know, not everything had to go as far as "eye-contact."