words in movies
Joey: Well, we were! But Ross was talking so loud on his phone they threw us out!
Joey: Well no, not yet. He's calling everyone on her side of the family hoping that someone will help him get in touch with her.
Joey: Well, I'm doing this telethon thing on TV and my agent got me a job as co-host!
Chandler: Well y'know a lot of those Muppets don't have thumbs.
Joey: Well, yeah, it was a really nice thing and all, but it made you feel really good right?
Joey: Well, may I ask for one example?
Joey: Are you calling you people? (Chandler rolls his eyes.) Yeah, well sorry to burst that bubble, Pheebs, but selfless good deeds don't exist. Okay? And you the deal on Santa Clause right?
Emily: I miss you to. Well, at least I think I do.
Ross: Well, Emily's willing to work on the relationship.
Stage Director: Well, here's your phone doctor. (She walks away.)
Phoebe: I cannot believe I can't find a selfless good deed! Y'know that old guy that lives next to me? Well, I snuck over there and-and raked up all the leaves on his front stoop. But he caught me and force-fed me cider and cookies. Then I felt wonderful. That old jackass!
Monica: Well, y'know I-I-I think I'm gonna respect the privacy of my new secret boyfriend.
Emily: Well, you have to understand how humiliating it was for me up on that altar in front of my entire family, all my friends.
Chandler: Well, you can't just not see Rachel anymore, she's one of your best friends.
Chandler: Well I just, thought maybe you'd wanna book some time with the best you'd ever had.
Phoebe: Well, it helps the bee look tough in front of his bee friends. The bee is happy and I am definitely not.
Ross: Well, I don't know what else to do. I mean, I either keep my wife and lose one of my-my-my best friends or I keep my friend and get divorced the second time before I'm 30! So-so if anyone has-has a better suggestion, let's hear it! 'Cause I-I got nothing! All right, don't be shy, any suggestion will do. (There are none.) Okay then. Here we go. Magic 8 Ball, should I never see Rachel again? (He turns it over and reads the answer) Ask again later. Later is not good enough. (He shakes it up again and reads the answer.) Ask again later. What the hell! This is broken! It-it is broken!
Monica: Well, if we owe it? (She throws down her cleaning stuff and jumps into his arms.) Oh my When is Joey gonna be home?
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.
Rachel: Well, why don't you talk to me about it, maybe I can help.
Rachel: Well, I-I know you can do that too. I'm just, I'm just saying if you need somebody to talk to Hi!
Dr. Green: Well what if somebody steals something? How are you gonna run after him with one leg shorter than the other?!
Chandler: Well, second prettiest that year; I mean, of *all* the girls in Oklahoma, she's probably...
Ross: Well, what was it?
Joey: Well, the reason I think Monica and Chandler are so great
Rachel: Oh, really, really? Well, it wasn't very good for me either. (She turns to leave and Ross over takes her and stands infront on her, his back to the row of doors leading to the hospital rooms)
Mike: Well, I'm a lawyer.
Rachel: Well actually...
Joey: Well, where was I? (Takes a sip of the coffee.)
Monica: Oh, well, I bought Chandler a five hundred dollar watch and he wrote me a rap song.
Joey: Well, I was trying to figure out how to get to Buckingham Palace, right? So, Im in my map and-and (Ross enters) Hey!
Chandler: Yeah. Well, I think our second fight is going to be a big one!
Rachel: Well, why didnt you just take a cab?
ROSS: Well, I uh, I can't seem to find the monkey I donated last year. He's a capuchan, answers to the name Marcel.
PHOEBE: Well I have a video, you have to pay attention. No this, this voice woman, she's so talented but, according to the producer people, they said she doesn't have like the right look or something, ya know. I mean, it's like, she's like one of those an imals at the pound who like nobody wants 'cause they're not pretty enough or you know. Like, like some old dog who's just kind of like stinky and. Huuuuh, oh my God, she's smelly cat. Oh, oh that song has so many levels.
Phoebe: Well, Im returning a call from a certain mom at the B-E-A-C-H. I just spelled the wrong word. (goes into Monicas room)
CHANDLER: Well, it's sharp, it's metal, I think I can do some, you know, serious damage with it.
Joey: Well, I'm sorry if I'm not a middle-aged black woman! (Starts for his room.) And I'm also sorry if sometimes I go to the wrong audition! Okay, look, if I have to pretend I don't know about you two, then you two are gonna have to pretend there's nothing to know about.
Rachel: Well, I... you know, I-I-I don't know what to say... I mean, I never thought of you as a guy who needed his men to be men. You know, 'cause I gotta tell you Ross, it not like you just came in from branding cattle.
Ross: Well, if you see him could you please tell him I'm looking for him?
Monica: Well, I guess we've established who's staying here with Monica...
Bitsy: Well thank you, I'll give you a tour later. It's actually three floors.
Phoebe: Oh okay, well Im sorry to bother you. Bye-bye. (Hangs up the phone.) Yeah youre right, this is easy.
Joey: Well, suppose until the babys born I laid off it. No extra animals would die, you-youd just be eating my animals.
Ross: (He interrupts her immediately, and drags her by her arm to the other side of the room) Well, can I talk to you for a sec.?
MRS. GREENE: Oh, you kids [she caresses his face and chest] Well, this is the best party I've been to in years.
Chandler: Well, I-I still think youre very-very nice and very pretty
Ross: Well, ??? think that�s us?
Rachel: Well hello! So, when are we gettin back out on the water matey?
Ross: (to Monica) Well, you were right. How can they do this to us, huh? It's Thanksgiving.
Cecilia: That is a tricky one. Well, Joey I really wanna thank you. Youve, well you made a very difficult time for me a little less painful.
Joey: See ya. Well, this is just us.
Monica: Ive been doing a lot of thinking. A lot! And umm, well, I came up with a whole bunch of businesses you can do with your van. Okay umm, you could be flower delivery person.
Ross: Well, Chandler and I are in a bar
Monica: Oh, well... That had been your window.
Gary: Yeah well, being that he was the victim, they're usually pretty talkative.
David: No... well, yeah.
Rachel: Well, if it makes you feel any better, I wish my date hadn't shown up.
Rachel: Well, it was, and you would have seen it if you didn't showed up at (looks at his watch) ... 9:30?? God! Oh, this party was lame ...
Joey: Uh, well yeah-yeah, I've got all of that going on. Yeah, listen uh, I want you to make sure you tell Chandler that he couldn't have been more wrong! Uh-oh! I gotta go Monica, my uh, my sushi's here!
Ross: Well I didnt! I didnt propose! (Pause) Unless uh (Pause) Did I? I havent slept in forty hours and it does sound like something I would do.
JOEY: Well OK then. [oven timer goes off behind Chandler] Was that the oven timer?
Chandler: Oh yeah, well can you picture me saying "Go to your room! You're grounded"?
Phoebe: Oh, well, yeah...
Rachel: Well actually thanks, but I think I'm just gonna hang out here tonight. It's been kinda a long day.
Phoebe: Okay, well... guys?
Mike: Well, I might.
Chandler: Wait a minute, wait a minute, you dont like the guy Rachels dating? Well, thats odd.
Joey: Well, when Jake did it I saw that he was wearing womens underwear!
Chandler: Oh yeah? Well thanks.
David: Yeah, I know. Well... this is probably a stupid question, seeing that you look like that, but do you have some place that you need to be right now?
Ross: (tries to be sexy too) Well that depends ... have you been a baaad gi .. (stops) no I can't.
Chandler: Well it's not flexed right now!
Monica: Well, usually when Im this anxious, I clean!
Chandler: Well, let's just say the impressions you made in the butter left little to the imagination.
Phoebe: Well, if I'm going down, I'm taking you (Points at all of them) with me. (They all look at her.) Harboring a fugitive? That's one to three years minimum. Good luck Chandler. (She opens the door to the cop from before.) Okay, you can arrest me. Fine. But you'll never make it stick and you know it!
RACHEL: Well, the point is, maybe I should just stop waiting around for moments with Ross, you know?� I should just . . . move on with my life.
MIKE: Well, yeah.
ROSS: Okay.� Well, thanks, ah, thanks for the beer.
PHOEBE: Well, you have to go back in.
Rachel: yeah I didn't disguise that very well did i.
CHANDLER: All right.� Well, I'll check the guest room.
Monica: Look! You knew this about me when you married me! You agreed to take me in sickness and in health. Well, this is my sickness!
PHOEBE: (pause) Well, good bye.
CHANDLER: Well then maybe you should take it.
Monica: Well Thats not the only time this was an issue. You remember when umm, you spent Thanksgiving with us? You called me fat.
Chandler: Well, what did the police say?
Rachel: (sticks her head out too) Well, get back in there and talk!
Phoebe: yeah well (pause) yeah you know Emma's birth certificate might say Geller but her eyes say Mookurgee.
Joey: Well, you're way sounds a lot better than mine. (Thinks about it.) Yeah. Yeah! It's not that I'm a bad actor
Joey: Well, I know what Im giving you for Christmas.
Chandler: Well, she... she didn't win...
Joey: Well, I said that I (The gang jumps up and interrupts him.)
CHANDLER: (Hangs his jacket over the suitcase, locks the door, then turns to Monica.)� Oh well, look at you.
Monica: Well, not anymore.
RACHEL: Well, I'm sorry I went out with him when I knew you liked him.
Emily: Well I mean, youre American to start with. You dont even have rugby here.
Phoebe: Well, he came in for a massage and everything was fine until... (The flashback shows Paulo lying face down on the massage table and slowly moving his hands up Phoebe's legs and grabbing her butt.)
Rachel: Well, not this second!
Mr. Treeger: Well Im gonna have to put on a new lock, theyll find out anyway.
Rachel: Well, yknow I was thinking of moving the couch over here.
MONICA: Well, maybe the mailman liked the cookies, we just didn't give him enough.
Phoebe: Okay, yeah well, good news, youre going to have three babies.
Chandler: Well, I tried Billy Jean King, but... (Ross glares at him) you know, you and Monica have the same "I'm gonna kill you" look...? I can usually make it go away by kissing her... (Ross continues to glare at him and Chandler leans in as if he's going to kiss Ross)
Rachel: Well, I should think so. You slept with someone.
Helena: (disappointed) I see. Well, I wish you both a lifetime of happiness. (To a bald guy.) So youre bald?
Joey: Chandler? Forty-five minutes? Well, something is not right. I just can’t believe he would do this to Monica!
Phoebe: Well it depends.
Ross: well.. its just. its just in that case, then um. Emma would go to my parents.
Rachel: Well, my boss was at the same restaurant where I was having my interview and he heard everything. So later he calls me to his office and he tells me that he's gonna have to let me go, because I'm not a team player. And I said "Wait a minute! Yes I am." and I had to sit there for 45 minutes while he proved that that in fact... was true.
CHANDLER: Well now you understand how I feel every single day, ok? The world is my lesbian wedding.
Chandler: Well...
Rachel: Well yknow what they say, the 23rd times the charm. (Chandler enters.) Aww, look at you all handsome!
Phoebe: Well, yknow Im wearing layers and its warm.
Rachel: (On the phone) Excuse me? Oh yeah? Well, up yours too! (Hangs up)
Ross: Oh, yeah, hello, well, now, here I am.
Ross: (noticing a beautiful woman moving in down the street) Well hello! Shes cute! Should we uh, go try to talk to her?
Chandler: (on phone) Yes, Fran. I know what time it is, but I'm looking at the WENUS and I'm not happy!... (Listens) Oh, really, really, really? Well, let me tell you something... you will care about it, because I care about it! You got it? Good! (slams phone down, then leans back and realizes what just happened) Whooooaaaa....
Amanda: Okay, well, my cell phone number is right here on the counter, please help yourself to anything in the fridge.
Rachel: Oh, okay, well, I think we should let Phoebe decide, because shes the only whos impartial, and shes so pretty.
Michelle: Well, call me!