words in movies
Joey: Oh, well think of it like this, when youre 90
Joey: Oh well listen, anyway shes directing the new Al Pacino movie. You gotta get me an audition!
Rachel: Well, he didnt say, but it was a fire. Im guessing not very good. Come on, we gotta go!
Monica: Oh well, its not so bad.
Fireman #1: Well uh, do either of you smoke?
Chandler: (on phone) Hi! Im back. (Goes to hang up the phone.) Yeah, that sounds great. (Listens) Okay. Well, well do it then. (Listens) Okay, bye-bye. (He hangs up the phone and turns around to see Joey standing close to him and screams.)
Monica: All right, well why dont I go out with an ex-boyfriend and do Joey a favor?!
Phoebe: Well, since the fire was kinda my fault I guess (To Rachel) you should get to stay here.
Phoebe: Well no, it was my fault so you should get the nice room.
Phoebe: So did you sleep well last night?
Fireman #2: Well, we determined the cause of the fire.
Fireman #2: Well someone does.
Rachel: Well, dont look at me! My hairs straight! Straight! Straight! Straight!
Monica: Well you let me know if you can, because yknow I can bake a pie to cover it.
Joey: (in a funny voice) Yeah, so it turns out that it wasnt the hair straightener that started the fire. (Rachel prompts him on what to say next.) No-no, it was the candles. Its very not good leaving candles unattended. In fact, one of the first things they teach you in fire school is (Phoebe suddenly enters.) Uhh Uhh Okay. Well, I have to go now. (Phoebe leaves.)
Ross: Well, not really. I mean technically its-its not against the rules or anything, but it is frowned upon. Especially by that professor we ran into last night, Judgey von Holierthanthou.
Monica: Well Ross, you be careful now. You dont want to get a reputation as yknow Professor McNailshisstudents.
Joey: Well Ross, it seems pretty clear. I mean whats more important? What people think or how you feel, huh? Ross, you gotta follow your heart.
Chandler: (breaking up) Well, it just hurts so bad. I uh
Chandler: Well maybe there is one thing you can do.
Chandler: Well, I umm, I mean this is just off the top of my head now, umm but I have this friend. This actor friend and he would kill me if he thought I was doing this umm, but umm would it be possible for him to get an audition for your movie say on Thursday?
Chandler: Well, the heart wants what it wants. Ill see you later. (He runs off and leaves her with the bill, which the waiter promptly delivers.)
Phoebe: Well, not much has changed in the last five minutes.
Ross: Well I-I-I dont care how hot it is its-its uh, its wrong.
Rachel: Well, we have gotta find out if hes alive.
Rachel: No-n-n-n-no! I am finally thinking clearly. My lucky dress wasnt working out to well for me, but for four years, this baby never missed.
Chandler: Yeah, well, you wouldn't think it was cool if you're eleven years old and all your friends are passing around page 79 of 'Mistress Bitch.'
Ross: Well. Hey
Monica: Oh my God! Well push it in! Push it in!
Monica: Okay, well, why don't we all meet upstairs in an hour?
Joey: Well youre whippin so slow! Cant you do it any faster?
Rachel: Honey, come on, I have to be at work in like ten minutes (Ross starts kissing her neck) Oh, all right, well it's not like I'm employee of the year or anything. (they fall onto the couch)
Rachel: Well yeah
Monica: Well, at least you scared someone.
[Scene: Central Perk, Ross is drinking some Alka-Seltzer. The rest of the gang, minus Rachel is there as well.]
Tommy: Ooh, sorry little Mr. Chic-A-Dee, sorry you went doody in my hand! (starts to walk out and stops) (to Rachel) Well, I guess were not going out anymore. Whaa!!!
Rachel: Well, I-I dont like it.
Joey: (offended) Oh well I think I am, yeah and I think I'm definitely gonna get the part.
Paul: Well, ever-ev-... ever since she left me, um, I haven't been able to, uh, perform. (Monica takes a sip of her drink.) ...Sexually.
Rachel: Well umm, maybe we could uhh (Grabs the phone) Ah-ha! Too slow!!
Chandler: Well, stuff like whered we live, yknow? Like a small place outside the city, where our kids could learn to ride their bikes and stuff. Yknow, we could have a cat that had a bell on its collar and we could hear it every time it ran through the little kitty door. Of course, wed have an apartment over the garage where Joey could grow old.
Doug: Oh well, give it time. So the divorce, the marriage, weve got a lot to celebrate. How about we all go out to dinner tomorrow night?
Phoebe: (To Rachel and Ross) Well, do you think I should propose?
Rachel: Well, what are you guys doing tomorrow night?
Rachel: Well when I talk to her I almost feel like she understands what I'm saying.
Monica: Well, she corned me! She asked if the wedding was in town! I mean, what was I supposed to do?!
Joey: Yeah, well, it feels different.
Rachel: They sent me home from work. They were like, "Start your maternity leave now! Just rest, get ready for the baby." Well yknow what? Screw em! If they dont want me there, Ill just hang out with you guys.
Monica: Well, I'm sorry, but Chandler and I could really use a weekend away. You know, to reconnect... emotionally.
Pete: Well don't forget that fiches over there by Rachel.
Ross: Yeah, right! What was last time he met a submission deadline for an abstract (he and Charlie laugh, then Joey starts laughing too without any reason) Well, why are you laughing?
ROSS: Well, I guess we could tape Entertainment Tonight.
Joey: Well Ross was hangin out over at our place, Rachel comes over to borrow some moisturiser from Chandler....
Rachel: (laughs) Well, I mean, are you sure you want to go out with her? I mean that aint a pretty picture in the morning, yknow what I mean. That wig all in disarray, and boobs flung over the night stand, y'know.
Phoebe: Well when can we have this shower?
Monica: Well, what do you think of Mike and Chandler being in a car accident?
Phoebe: Well umm, okay we were in the market and she bent down to get some yogurt and she just never came back up again.
Monica: Well, I mean what about friends of your grandmothers? Wouldnt they have the recipe?
Phoebe: Oh, well, it doesnt have a nameoh, okay, Phoebeball! No, it doesnt have a name. Umm, okay, Monica, what is your favourite thing about trees?
Phoebe: Yeah well, that's 'cause Monica put me in charge of cups and ice, and Monica is gonna rue the day that she put me in charge of cups and ice.
Monica: Well, if you really think about it, I mean four days is not that long. I mean, I see you Monday before you go to work, and I see you Thursday when you get back, and I always work late on Tuesdays, so really if you think about it, it's really just one day. And well, if we can't make it one day, we've got real problems my friend.
Monica: Well, youre not.
Monica: Well, no. Youre Chandler. Y'know, Chandler! (hits him on the arm)
Rachel: Well, I have a job interview at Ralph Lauren tomorrow!
Ross: Yeah? Well, I-I think Bens asleep.
Monica: Well, you used to like playing the guitar.
Rachel: Well its hard to tell (Rachel gets up to get a closer look, only shes having some trouble.) Oh God, if she would just stop moving.
(Ross continues to climb down. He puts his other foot further down on Joeys torso, but that doesnt work very well and hes forced to wrap his legs around Joey. Which then forces Joey to get a nice and close view of Rosss crotch.)
Phoebe: Well, look, why dont you just, why dont you do your Phase Two strip club thing with us.
Chandler. Well my boss and I worked out a deal where I only have to be in Tulsa four days a week, so the other three I can be here with you.
Monica: Well, the end table is wrong, The couch looks bizarre and don't even get me started on the refrigerator magnets.
Joey: Well, you lied again! (Rachel comes out of her room and is observing the conversation)
Phoebe: Well, it felt French.
Jack: Well, you were fired.
Ross: Well, I asked him if he wanted to eat, he said, "No." I asked him if he wanted to sleep, he said, "No." I asked him what he wanted to do, he said, "No." So, hes sweeping. (We see Ben playing with a broom and a dustpan.)
Phoebe: Well, hes very charming.
Chandler: Well, I was kinda hoping we could do this without him. (She starts to take off her latex gloves.) Oh no-no-no, leave the gloves on.
Ross: Uh.. uh.. Well, Joey and I had discussed getting in an early morning racquetball game. But, um, apparently, somebody overslept.
Phoebe: Yeah well, once again not knocking pays off. I only wish you hadnt been on the toilet.
Lady: Well, we already have one offer on it, and I think the lady upstairs is goning to make another one.
Judge: And finally that you were unable to consummate the marriage. Well, that makes sense since youre gay and addicted to heroin.
Receptionist: Well, heres a schedule of whats coming up. (Hands it to him.)
Monica: Well, Id like to but, (extremely quietly) Im not sure we have time to go.
Rachel: Well, Ill ask him for you, if you want me too?
Joey: Well, I've been thinking about this whole commercial thing, y'know me going up against Ben, the two of us competing, and that can't lead to anything good. So, I think I'm just gonna step aside. I'm gonna tell them that I won't audition.
Ross: Well with Carol, I promised never to love another woman until the day I die. She made no such promise.
Monica: Well honestly ever since we got engaged I have been waiting for something to, to flip you out.
Phoebe: (to Bonnie) Well I hope you have fun tonight.
Frank Sr.: Well, that's why you wanted me to come, right?
Phoebe: Yeah. (phone rings and Phoebe answers it) Hello. (listens) Oh my God, I totally forgot! (listens) Well cant someone else do it. (listens) But, I have company. (listens) Yeah, no look, thats all right Ill come in. (hangs up phone) Um, Frank, Im really sorry but I have to go to work. Its-its one of my regulars and hes insisting that I do um.
Rachel: Well dont you have that big date tonight?
Phoebe: Okay well, he would turn things to gold.
Rachel: Well, basically, lately, I've uh, I've uh, sort of had feelings for you.
Chandler: Well, I have a call in about that.
Richard: Yeah, well, sure I touch them, but I spent years learning not to squish them. (Monica grabs his hand in the tomatoes.) Thats my hand.
Phoebe: Well, if you think it will help.
Monica: Well what are you gonna do when he finds out he wasnt even asked?!
The Smoking Woman: Yeah I can, it worked real well.
Ross: Oh, sorry. Well, look, maybe I can help you with it.
Rachel: Well, it was a little extravagant, but I a pretty good deal.
Ross: Well thanks!
Monica: Well...Id better get going.
JULIE: Well, that could take a while.
Monica: Well, then, Im okay with being high maintenance.
Rachel: Oh well, it's kinda lonely up there, so I just thought I would come out here and get some fresh air.
MRS GREEN: Well, not just for you.
Rachel: Well Joey, uhm look, I know that she’s difficult, but I think it’s really good that she’s here.
Mr. Geller: Well you gotta get at it princess! When your mother and I were trying to conceive you, whenever she was ovulating, bam, we did it. Thats how I got my bad hip.
Rachel: Aww. Well, ok, well that's very nice. And you wrote a card (opens the card). "From Gavin"
Chandler: Well, maybe you dont marry this one.
Joey: Well maybe I love ya.
Chandler: Yeah, well, she's probably talking to Richard.
Joey: Well, you gotta give him something that he cant say no too. Like uh, Knicks tickets! Invite the guy to a Knicks game, youre guaranteed hell say yes!
(They clink glasses and take a drink. Ross likes it, Joey hates it. Then Ross sees Joey hating it, mimics he hates it as well.)
Joey: WELL, I DIDN'T MEAN IT!
RICHARD: Well, that's not bad at all. I mean, you had me thinkin it was like a fleet.
Chandler: So it did go well.
Kate: Well, I dont understand why Adriennes attracted to Victor.
Chandler: Well let me think about that, while I remove my pants!
Phoebe: Yeah, well, I kinda thought.
Rachel: Oh er... well you know Emma started crawling? I realised that this place, is very unsafe for a baby. So I went to the store and got some stuff to baby-proof the apartment.
MNCA: Well, we just happen to go to alot of places where you might drink. I mean, how do you go to a wine tasting without having a drink? Or... or to a club, or to the... zoo.
Monica: Well, what happened?
PHOEBE: I'm not done yet, OK. God. OK, if that goes well, they may even want to make an album.