words in movies
Ross: Hi! What's ah, what's Mark doing answering your phone?
Rachel: Look, I know what's going on here, okay, Mark explained it all to me. He said this is what you guys do.
Chandler: Look, don't you see what's happening here. Instead of hitting on her right away, he's becoming her confidant. Now he's gonna be the guy she goes too to complain about you.
Ross: What's going on?! (throws the love bug at him) That's what's going on!!
Ross: (sounds excited) Hi you guys! what's going on, you... you guys wanna hang out...or...? (Looks around the room nervously) do you...do you guys hear a buzzing?
Chandler: Okay-dokay, you've each won a game and I've lost what's felt like a year of my life. So everybody goes home a winner.
ESTL: Oh, I see. Well, I'm just gonna put in a call here and we'll find out what's goin' on and straighten it out. [picks up the phone] Yeah, hi, Lori please. [pause] Hi darling. So how 'bout Joey Tribbiani for the part of the cab driver, isn't he terrific? [pause] Uh-huuuuh. [pause] Uh-huuuuh. OK, doll. Talk to you later. [hangs up] [to Joey] Yeah, you're gonna have to sleep with her.
Janice: I love this artichoke thing! Oh, don't tell me what's in it, the diet starts tomorrow! (Laughs her Janice laugh)
Mike: what's wrong?
Girl: Mommy, what's wrong with that man?
Monica:: what's the big deal, you forgot, she forgot, maybe you were having an off night
Chandler: What's going on?
Ross: What's the part, Anti-man?
CHANDLER: What's up Joe?
Joey: Uhm... A penis model. (Monica can't believe what's she's hearing and Ross pats Joey on the back.) Anyway, hey... Did you tell Chandler that some guy from work is the funniest guy you've ever met?
JOEY: What's going on?
JOEY: Hey!� Open the door.� What's going on?� (He knocks.)
JOEY: (entering) Man, I got this close to him (holds up his fingers) and Monica kneed me in the back. What's going on?
Wendy: Oh. - What's *that* like?
Ross: Hey, what's wrong?
Phoebe: You know what? Maybe once they start dating, and they see what's out there, they'll realise how good they are for each other.
Gavin: Huh. What's Tag's last name?
Rachel: Really? What's that like?
Rachel: What? What's the matter?
VAN DAMME: Can't you see what's going on here, this man is dying.
Rachel: Why? What's the big deal?
Ross: What's - what's going on?
Rachel: (looking out the window) What's with the rain, Geller? I mean, when I signed up for Dino Week, nobody said anything about it being monsoon season.
CHANDLER: No-no, I mean what, what's this about your new place?
Phoebe: Hey Mike, what's the capital of Peru?
Ross: Oh, sure. Whoa-whoa, what's this? The delivery charge is almost as much as the couch!
Monica: What's the big deal with her? Maybe she's attractive in an obvious kind of way.
Monica: Hey, what's this?
Monica: So, what's your name?
Phoebe: Oh, What's the matter?
Monica: (turns his back to the stairs) Oh, it's a great party! Great food. Y'know, most parties it's all chips and salsa, chips and salsa. (As she's saying this Rachel tries to head downstairs but is blocked by people coming upstairs. She quickly retreats back up the stairs.) (Sees that she has to keep him distracted longer.) So umm, what's this? (Points to his plate.)
Chandler: You know what's not funny? Male Pattern Baldness (Monica stretches her neck to look behind Zack's head and then gives Chandler an "ok" sign)
Chandler: Yeah, so, what's that supposed to mean?!
Rachel: No, it's just that uhm... it feels so good... Ikea... (pause) Yeah, say hey, you'll know this, what's the capital of Sweden?
VAN DAMME: Can't you see what's going on here, this man is dying.
CHAN: Ok, let's do Julie. What's wrong with her?
Rachel: Hey! Hey what's going on?
Ross: (entering) What's going on?
Monica: What's up?
Joey: What's wrong?
Joey's voice/Ross: What's wrong?
Phoebe: Hey, what's all this stuff?
Joey: What's happenin'?
Ross: What's wrong? Are you okay?
Mark: Sure, sure. (To Ross) What's with the chair. (Rachel signals him not to mention she's been fired)
Joey: What's up?
Rachel: No, what's he like?
Monica: Phoebe, what's the matter?
Rachel: Then what's that big lump under your covers?
Manny: What's with the kissing?
Ross: Pheebs, what's wrong?
Ross: (picking up the slip of paper) Hello! What's this? Oh right its that girl's phone number. (Rachel ignores him) Yeah-yeah, there it is, just a phone number a really hot girl gave me. (He holds it so that Rachel can see it, she continues to ignore him) It's no big deal, I mean it is her home phone number, but...(Rachel still ignores him) Whoa! (Throws it in her lap) Whoa-whoops, I almost lost this baby! Yeah, the lovely Amanda gives me her number and I-I go and drop it. (He waves it in front of Rachel's face. Then suddenly Phoebe has to sneeze and Rachel quickly grabs the slip of paper and gives it to Phoebe for her to sneeze into.)
Rachel: All right. What's your news, Amy?
RACHEL: What, so you go over there, you tell him you think he's cute, what's the worst that could happen?
Joey: What's going on?
Joey: What's going on?
Laura: What's going on?
Phoebe: What's Emma doing today?
Rachel: (to Joanne) So what's going on with you?
Chandler: What's going on?
Ross: Yeah, yeah, what's with the trophy!
Sarah: But you just said "What's mine is yours"?
Joey: (who wasn't paying attention)What's that now?
Ross: Seriously you guys, what's going on? What are these for?
Ross: What's going on?
PHOEBE: Ooh, look at you fancy lads. What's the occasion?
MIKE: huh.� (pause)� What's the difference between beer and lager?
Phoebe: Oh my God, what's it doing here?
Phoebe: What's up?
Casting assistant: I'm sorry, what's going on?
Phoebe: Oh, why? What's up?
Phoebe: We're so stupid! Do you know what's going on in there? They're trying to take Joey!
Mike: So, what's new?
Joey: So what's it gonna be? (Monica whispers in Joey's ear. Ross gets up and waves arms frantically in protest)
Phoebe: Ooh, what's going on?
Phoebe: What's that?
Passenger #3: What's going on?
Chandler: What's the matter?
Ross: (entering from the bedroom) Hey, what's goin' on? (Pats Chandler on the shoulder which causes him to jump.)
Joey: Well, I know what's the matter with me.
Passenger #2: What's wrong with the plane?
Precious: Oh, why would he do this? I mean, what's wrong with me?
PHOEBE: I know.� (sighs)�� So, what's going on with you and Ross?
Mike: Hey, what's going on?
Monica: Hi! I'm Monica and I'm gonna be singing "Delta Dawn""Delta Dawn, what's that flower you have on? Could it be a faded rose from days gone by? ..."
CHANDLER: That's what's weird? Joey, the man's been captain of a cereal for the last 40 years.
Phoebe: (coming back from the bathroom) What's up? (she sees the gift certificate in Rachel's hands) Hey, Rachel!!
Roger: Aaaah, what's wrong, c'mon. (Pats his leg. She lies down and rests her head in his lap)
Joey: I can do that! (in a deeper voice) "Hello, I'm your professor. When I'm not busy thinking of important things or... professing. I like to use..." Oh, what's the product?
Phoebe: What's the matter with me? How do I keep ruining this? I'm sorry, I'm sorry!
Ross: Weird? What? What's weird? The only thing weird would be if someone didn't like Mexican food, because I'm making fajitas!! (Storms off.)
MR. GELLER: Ahh, what's a little mid-life crisis between friends?
Monica: (trying desperately to change the subject) So, Ross, what's going on with you? Any stories? (Digs her elbow into his hand.) No news, no little anecdotes to share with the folks?
Ross: What's with her?
Mike: Phoebe (comes in smiling then sees Phoebe crying) what's wrong?
Mrs. Geller: Oh, Martha Ludwin's daughter is gonna call you. (Tastes a snack) Mmm! What's that curry taste?
PHOEBE: What, what's about to happen? [starts watching] I've never seen this part before. Hey, Travis, watcha doin' with that gun? Oh no, no no Travis, put down the gun. No no no no, he he's your buddy, he's your Yeller, no, no no, the end, THE END. [hear the gunshot from the TV] [Scene:Monica and Rachel's apartment. Richard is on the balcony smoking and Monica is on the phone.]
(Joey leaves. Rachel gulps down what's left of her drink and grimaces.)
Phoebe: Then what's wrong with them? Would they not go with your tiny portions of pretentious food?