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Phoebe: Well, umm, not much. But, I was just thinking that since those guys just got engaged that maybe it would be nice if they had some privacy, yknow? So, could I just move in with you for a couple days?
Chandler: Well, you couldnt get them anyway. Ian doesnt plan anymore and Derrick (Off of Rachel and Monicas looks) And Derrick is a name I shouldnt know.
Joey: Well, the duck
Joey: Uh, well he did not get sick somewhere in there and it was immediately found and properly cleaned up!
Chandler: Definitely roses. (Monica and Rachel exchange a look.) Well, I just think theyre a little more weddingy. (Monica holds the Lily picture closer to him.) But Lilies are the clear choice.
Phoebe: (pause as she considers it) Okay, well Ross, what is this really about?
Woman: Well, I dont know. Are you a masseur?
Mr. Geller: (ignoring her) Well, Id gotten Judy pregnant. I still dont know that happened.
Monica: Well, at least youre not hearing it for the first time at your fifth grade Halloween party.
Monica: Anyway, were really excited about our wedding plans, and well I guess pretty soon well be making a big withdrawal from the Monica wedding fund. (Chandler and her laugh, but her parents dont.) What?
Mrs. Geller: Well it was Chandler! We didnt think hed ever propose!
Rachel: Well what happened at dinner?
Rachel: Wait, but theres no money! Well this is terrible! You guys are gonna have to get married in like a, rec. center!
Chandler: Well, I have some.
Chandler: Well, close to (Notices Rachel leaning in to hear and decides to write it on a piece of paper and hand it to Monica as Phoebe averts her eyes.)
Rachel: Well what?! How-how much is it?!
Chandler: Well, youre not suggesting that we spend all of the money on the wedding?
Chandler: Well, come on, Ive been saving this money for six years and I kinda had some of it earmarked for the future, not just for a party.
Rachel: Well no, I dont smell anything.
Ross: (chases her) Oh yeah, yeah? Well uh, when we were going out, I read tons of porno magazines! (Realizes a table of women overheard him.) (To that table.) Sup?
Phoebe: Well, hes never coming back! Okay? You just cost me eight dollars a week!
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.
Phoebe: Wow! Oh my God, well if theyve ripped off our table ours must be much more than one and fifty dollars!
Ross: No, no, that's not where I was going. Er, if you get in the... way, of us becoming a thing, then I would be, well, very sad.
Rachel: Yeah. Well, umm.....
Ross: Well, I was thinking of taking Emma to the playground!
Ross: Well actually, Im picking Ben up tomorrow, maybe hell be there.
Chandler: Well, it's just with uhm, work and the stress of adoption, we just don't feel like we have the energy. Plus, we don't think it's fair that every year the burden falls on us.
Phoebe: Well, lots of people! Look, are you coming to memorial service or not?
Phoebe: Oh, and great! You might as well bring me my book, its on the counter in your apartment.
Ross: Well... (realizes, screaming like a little girl, trying to get rid of the spider) Whaa... aaah... aaahhh...
CHANDLER: Well, couldn't we just lose our virginities again? Ya know, because I think actually mine's growing back.
Chandler: Well, cause she came back the third summer and shed gotten really fa-aa-aw-ow
Chandler: Well, I guess thats why they call it psychology, sir.
MONICA: Well, CHP because I used to have a crush on Eric Estrada. And ZXY becuase I think it sounds zexy.
PHOEBE: Yeah ok, well at least I didn't let some guy into the forest of my righteous truth on the first date.
Ross: Yeah, well.
Ross: Yeah, well, does he look upset? Does he look like he was just told to shove anything?
ROSS: Well, Monica keeps changin' the channel.
Mr. Treeger:: Okay ahh, well, just ahh, follow my lead. (Turns on some music)
Rachel: Well that too. (Joey goes into his room.) Joey?
Rachel: Well maybe hes just taking a nap.
Ross: Ok, well, uh, I can maybe grab a sleeping bag, or...(There's one of those moments. They're staring at each other, no word uttered, and then she leans toward him in order to kiss him, but he ducks and avoids her more than once.) Oh, oh. (he then hugs her and when she tries to kiss him again, he stands up and she falls down on the bed). No, Rach! I'm sorry, I just don't think this, this, this is a good idea.
Monica: Well, maybe she thought that with all of your history it could be, you know, implicit.
Monica: Well, I mean I guess there is no harm in putting my name down.
Chandler: (smiling) Well, what is it?
Chandler: Well, the movie was great, dinner was great, and theres nothing like a cool, crisp New York evening.
Rachel: Well yknow, its you guys. You-you do this kind of stuff! Yknow? I mean, you-you were gonna get married in Vegas and then you backed out! I guess Im not upset because I dont see you guys going through with it. Im sorry.
Chandler: Well, whatever it is, I hope it involves winking. (Winks in a spy-type manner.)
Joey: Oh, well no problem there. (He picks up the chick, hugs it really tight, and talks to it like its a little baby.)
Woman: Oh great! Well, tell him thanks. And since uh, Joey seems like such a nice guy, maybe we could go on a date sometime?
Monica: Well I dont have them either. Where are they?
Chandler: Well, thats the part where you tell him that I moved to France. When actually Ill be in Cuba.
Gunther: Well, I wouldnt call her a star, but shes really good. You should check out Inspecther Gadget.
MRS. GELLER: Well that's wonderful. . . I
Chandler: (thinking it over) Well, I did put a lot of thought in the tape. (They both run into the bedroom.)
Chandler: Well, its like that old saying, have some sex, eat some cake.
Rachel: Well, Chandler said that it's really important to him too!
Rachel: Well better than you, but yknow still not what you want.
Chandler: (glaring at her) Well, Monica and Chandler cant go. Were going to dinner remember?!
Rachel: Well Chandler, what is this very weird, metal A Z thing?
Ross: Well hey, who did these resumes for ya?
Phoebe: Well, since the fire was kinda my fault I guess (To Rachel) you should get to stay here.
Phoebe: And... moment's over! (Rachel, Joey and Chandler all turn and look disapprovingly towards Monica but she just shrugs it off) So, ok, uh, I can forget that. I can forget that and uhm... (she's flipping cards skipping half of them) Oh this is funny! Oh, but you need to know that to... that, to... Oh, ok, well, uhm, I (Monica is miming CUT). Ok, ok, I, ok, I.... MONICA I CAN'T DO IT LIKE THIS! THIS IS MY WEDDING! OKAY, I DON'T WANT THIS (she mimes Monica's when she was twirling her hands) OR THIS (she taps her watch) OR THIS (she mimes CUT) OK? I JUST WANTED A SIMPLE WEDDING! WHERE MY FIANCEE CAN GO TO THE BATHROOM ANYTIME HE WANTS! (pause) You know what? You're done.
Ross: Well I am that. And that whole rage thing is definitely behind me.
Chandler: Yes, well, I expect this from her. Okay? She's always been a Freudian nightmare.
Phoebe: Well my guy is spectacular. Okay? Hes a massage client and one time umm, when he was on the table, I looked at it. And I mean all of it.
Monica: (Putting down her phone) Well, the club lost it's power.
PHOE: Well, yeah, but... no. I mean, umm... doesn't.... doesn't Russ just remind you of someone?
Phoebe: Oh well y'know. (laughs)
Ross: Oh thats right. Well uh, would you be interested in seeing a Ukrainian film?
Rachel: (she enters wearing a bath-robe) Hey... Hi you guys! Listen, you know what? I'm not feeling really well. I think I can't get out for the play.
Monica: Well, maybe you could give to somebody else. Ooh, like Ross Geller.
Chandler: Well, there are other ways of winning back your money, how about a little uh, a little Blackjack? (Holds up a deck of cards.)
Rachel: Well, they always called.
Rachel: Well...
Joey: Okay. Well, if that's how you feel about it, fine! None of you get to live with me in my great big hand-shaped mansion! Except uh, you Pheebs. You can live in the thumb.
Rachel: Well then youre going to have to take her out again.
Roger: But you tell it really well, sweetie.
Rachel: Well, I will go to the hospital tomorrow, itll still be broken then.
EDDIE: Yeah. Well see ya upstairs. See ya pals.
MONICA: Yeah, well they suck too.
RACHEL: Well do you get to look through one of those like, those periscope thingys.
Phoebe: Well if we make it yesterday, woo-hoo! Were done!
Ross: Well, I was gonna say sweet, but yeah-huh!
Joey: Well, I heard Emma stirring, so I came to make sure she could reach Hugsy.
Rachel: They wanna know if I'm okay. Okay.. they wanna know if I'm okay, okay, let's see. Well, let's see, the FICA guys took all my money, everyone I know is either getting married, or getting promoted, or getting pregnant, and I'm getting coffee! And it's not even for me! So if that sounds like I'm okay, okay, then you can tell them I'm okay, okay?
Chandler: Pretty well. Except for the stapler thing. (He holds up a bandaged hand.) Little tip: if youre ever in a similar situation, never ever leave your hand... (he mimes Nina taking her revenge) ..on the desk.
Gary: Well okay, Ill swing by later. Do you live in this building?
Rachel: Well, I'll probably be back to pick her up around six, but she's in the bedroom all ready to go. But she did actually fall back to sleep, so...
Rachel: Well, not myself, but I know other people that have. Ok, you caught me. I'm a laundry virgin.
Rachel: Well, what happened to your jam plan?
CHANDLER: I don't know, Richard's really nice and everything, uh, it's just that we don't know him really well, ya know, and plus he's, ya know, old [Monica gives him a glare] -er than some people, but, uh, younger than some buildings.
Monica: Well, dont cha wanna?
Rachel: (upset) All right, well, if you must know... I had a traumatic... swing incident... when I was little.
Chandler: Well he doesnt have to know! Its not like we run in the same circles. I hang out with you guys, and he stars in a drag show in Vegas.
Chandler: Well, actually, yesterday I was smoking again. Today, Im, Im smoking still.
JOEY: Well, let me see.
Rachel: well watching sharks? Are you sure that's what he was doing?
Phoebe: Well not clients, lovers. But lets just yknow, try it again. Come back and-and well work through it.
CHANDLER: Well we could just stay in and cook for ourselves. [both laugh hysterically]
Phoebe: Well, of course I would want to see you. I I think about you all the time.
ROSS: Well, I just spoke to Carol. Ben's got the chicken pox.
Kathy: Well, I could cut it.
Joey: Well so, how come you blew me off? Y'know? How come you were with him?
Phoebe: All right well, we're just gonna have to tell Monica, that's all.
Janice: Okay, okay, well then answer me this. Has any of you ever.... almost?
Rachel: Well, cant you tell her that you are not in the mood?
Rachel: Well maybe it would make me feel better if I slept with Joey.
Ross: Oh well, since I have that whole history with Rachel, I guess Phoebe.
Rachel: (stands up as well) What?! Me?! What about you and your consummated like bunnies nonsense!
Ross: Well Im, Im a little slow. (To himself) Just as our children would be.
Joey: Well what is it?!
Joey: (going over to him) Well?!
Rachel: Well y’know, I don’t want you to be cold.
Ross: So what, Joey? Wh-wh-what? What are you telling me? That theres nothing we can do? Well, how could this happen?!
Ross: Well, I just made these two things uhm... cheeks. And then I split this to make ears.
Ross: Well then, what is it?!
Chandler: Well, if he's gonna break up with you, maybe Joey and I should water his plants. If y'know what I mean.
Emily: Well, that me. (They kiss again.) Here, have this. (She gives him the candy bar.) Im only allowed one piece of carryon anyway. (She starts towards the jetway.)
Rachel: Well lets see. Maybe he knows where Ross is. (They walk towards Chandler) Hey, how's it going (tries to look as un-interested in him as possible - checking out her nails).
Robert: Well, Im from California.