words in movies
Joey: What?! He got to do it at your first wedding!
Joey: (impatiently tapping Chandler on the shoulder) What about me?! You-you just said I could!
Ross: Fine, yknow what, thats it. From now on, Joey, I want you to be my best man.
Monica: What?
Monica: What Phoebe meant to say was umm, how come youre having a party and were not invited?
Joey: Oh-whoa, what party?
Joey: This is what Ive got going for the party so far, liquor wise. Get a lot of liquor.
Ross: Yeah. Tell ya what, lets not invite any of the anthropologists, only the dinosaur dudes!
Chandler: (entering) Hey guys, what are you doing?
Monica: Look what I got! Look what I got! Look what I got! (She shows Rachel what she bought. She bought a little leather jacket and a little cowboy outfit for the babies.) Can you believe they make these for little people?
Phoebe: What the hell is this?! What, did you actually thought it would make me feel better to give me stuff that I cant use for another two months?! This sucks! All right, whats my next present?!
Gunther: Whats my last name?
Ross: Hey-hey, what are those?
Joey: Oh-oh! (Shows him whats on the back, "Best Man Joey Tribbiani, with a huge picture of him.)
Chandler: (opening the door) What?
Joey: Dude, this isnt funny! What am I gonna do?! I go to bed last night, everythings cool! I wake up this morning, the strippers gone and the ring is gone!
Phoebe: Good. Yknowno-no, okay, its-it feels like everythings been about me lately, so whats happening with you?
[Scene: Chandler and Joey's, Joey is trying to figure out what to do.]
Joey: Ugh! I dont know what Im going to do! I called the company that sent and th-they dont care! Then I called 9-1-1 and they laughed at me, if this isnt an emergency, then what is?
Ross: I just wanted to thank you again for last night, what a great party! And the guys from work had a blast. Yknow, one of them had never been to a bachelor party before. Yeah! And-and another one had never been to a party before, so
Ross: So what, Joey? Wh-wh-what? What are you telling me? That theres nothing we can do? Well, how could this happen?!
Chandler: Well, what if we just ah, called her, used a fake name, and had her come to my office?
Monica: What?!
Rachel: What?! She made the tea! (Points to Monica.)
Rachel: You what?
Rachel: Okay. Its okay. Were gonna be okay. Yknow what? Its okay. Im gonna, Im gonna, Im gonna boil some water and just rip up some sheets!
The Stripper: Whats he talking about?
The Stripper: Okay, who are you? The Hardy boys? Look, I dont need to steal some stupid ring, all right? I make $1,600 a week doing what I do; any of you guys make that?
[Scene: Chandler and Joey's, the guys are now trying to figure out what next to do, since their plan with the stripper backfired on them.]
Phoebe: Okay thats even sadder. Look, I know, I know what I got myself into, its just that now that theyre in me its like, its like I know them yknow, I mean-I mean, its just not gonna be easy when these little babies have to go away.
Rachel: And yknow what else, oh my God, are they gonna love you.
Monica and Rachel: What?!
Rachel: What?!
Joey: So! Things can go wrong! You dont know! What if he doesnt make it?!
Joey: Yeah, but what if he doesnt? Hes such a good duck.
Joey: Yeah, it is! You wouldnt have lost the ring, right? Yknow what, Ross you were right from the start, he (Chandler) should be your best man.
Chandler: What a baby.
Monica: I know what you mean. You're like a sister to me too.
Joey: What are you ah, what are you gonna do?
Joey: What?
Ross: What?
Ross: What?
Chandler: Hey, you know what, here's a thought. Why don't you stay home from work today and just hang out with me.
David: Kinda stepped on the toes of what I was going to say.
Joey: What?! Oh my-oh my God!
Ross: Take thee, Rachel...(All his friends have looks of shock on their faces. He realizes what he said. Quickly he says.) Emily. (A slight chuckle.) Emily.
Monica: What?!
Phoebe: (entering) Hey! Whats up? (Sees the TV) Oh my God! What am I doing?!!
Joey: What?!
Monica: Do you know whats a bad idea?
Phoebe: What are you saying I should do?
Rachel: Monica, what are you doing?
Chandler: Hey, yknow what we can do? Yknow, now that we are up? We can just like talk to each other all night long, yknow like we did when we were first going out. Itd be fun!
Emily: So what did he decide? Does your Uncle Nathan get an invite or not?
Monica: Joey, what are you doing?
Jill: Me go out with Ross?! No! God no! What would make you think that?
The Saleslady: Yes, whats the name, please?
Phoebe: What are you talking about?!
Monica: Y'know what? Ill think youll play.
Ross: Dude, what am I gonna
Rachel: (laughing) What was that?
Phoebe: Oh! What is that? What is that?
Rachel: What?
Ross: No, youve heard my practice. Okay? Just-just give me a chance to perform for you and then decide whatever you want. And Im not going to tell you what song Im gonna play either. But uh, lets just say when its over Ill bet there will be a we bit o celebration.
Rachel: And-and what else?
Chandler: Hey, what are you doing here? Shouldnt you be at work?
Monica: Oh God, stop with the plan! So what, so what you saw him with a girl? Who cares?! That doesn't mean anything! Now look, you're going to go out on a date with Danny and you're going to be so charming he's gonna forget all about that stupid subway girl.
Ross: Oh. Whats wrong with Ross?
Ross: Rachel! What are you doing here?
Joey: What?!
Ross: Uh-ha, what about someone who looks like Rachel? (Russell glares at him.) I will think about the therapy.
ROSS: I don't believe this. I miss, I miss the first time of everything. I missed, what, the first time he rolled over, the first time he crawled. What else did I miss? Has he spoken yet, is he driving, does he have a favorite liquour?
Pete: Oh no, not the thing. I hate the thing. Whats the thing?
Rachel: Whatd you get?
Rachel: Except it didn't. It happened to me. Oh, god, I'm gonna look like a big marshmallow peep. What am I doing? What am I doing? My father's right. I can't live on my own! I can't even do laundry!
Chandler: All of a sudden, the phone starts to ring. Now I don't know what to do, everybody starts looking at me.
Rachel: Whats up?!
Rachel: What?!
RADIO: Uh, we've just gotten a call from Rachel, and she told us what Ross did. It's pretty appalling, and Ross, if you're listening, I don't wanna play your song anymore. Why don't we devote our time to a couple that stands a chance? Avery, Michelle's sorry she hit you with her car and she hopes you two will work it out.
Rachel: Okay Monica, what are you doing? You're gonna lose your job! This is not you!
Rachel: What line?
Ross: So uh, wha-uh, what do you do?
Rachel: What if she jumped out the bassinet?
Jill: What?
Monica: What do you want me to do? Just sit here silently while you three have a conversation?
Mike: Phoebe writes lots of great songs. Wha... What was that one you sang the other night that everybody just loved?
Rachel: All right, yknow what? I-Im sorry. I will try to tone it down and uh stop yelling.
Ross: Noo, nnnnn. What does this mean? What do you, I mean do you wanna, get back together?
Dr. Rosen: So, Monica, what do you do?
Ross: Y'know what, 100 million people went to see a movie about what I do, I wonder how many people would go see a movie called, Jurassic Parka.
Monica: What?! You cant shed a tear for your dead wife!! Now, I left you a note from the beyond!
Monica: (Gasps) What?!! You cannot tell him that!!
Rachel: Well, what are you guys doing tomorrow night?
Monica: What? We took a walk, nothing happened. I can back with nothing all over me.
Chandler: Not to shabby, I got this all off myself using my wifes tools. (He takes the door off the frame and we finally get to see whats behind the green door! It is stacked, floor to ceiling, with junk.) Oh my God!
Jill: Hey! You have no right to tell me what to do.
Monica: Guys, whats going on?
All: What?!!
Rachel: what, how do we know, we never slept with you.
Rachel: So umm, what time are you supposed to leave?
Joey: Whoa-whoa-whoa. What ah, what happened to playing the field?
Ross: What, that wasnt the great news?
Chandler: What?!
Monica: What is wrong with you?!!!
Ross: What?
Phoebe: Oh, this is it. This whats gonna kill me.
Phoebe: What?!
Joey/Drake: So what about us? Everything we feel for each other.
Chandler: Well, Im so confused as to what weve been doing so far
Rachel: What?! You kissed!
Rachel: What?!
Joey: Hey listen, so whens-whens my audition? I mean I know its Thursday, but what time?
Janice: Oh, sure. Now. But what happens when he meets somebody else and gets married?
Ross: What?!
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.
ROSS: Oh, I promise, what.
Rachel: Aw what are you?! A detective?
Chandler: What? There was ice there that night with Carol? Plastic seats? Four thousand angry Pittsburgh fans?
Phoebe: What?
Monica: Hey Phoebe! Guess what?
Chandler: Huh! So that's what I would look like if I worked out... and was being serviced by a policeman. You're not actually going to send these out are ya?
Rachel: Oh y'know what, we dont have to talk about work. We can talk about anything!
Dr. Green: This where they put it? What, there no table available in the kitchen! Hello, baby.
Monica: Well, I mean what about friends of your grandmothers? Wouldnt they have the recipe?
Chandler: What?
Chandler: Oh-ho, liked what she saw, huh? Dug my action, did she? Checkin out the Chan-Chan man!
Monica: What?!
Chandler: Thats what you should say.
Joey: What?
Monica: (entering) Okay, I talked to the guy with the shovel and I found out what happened.
Kathy: (laughs) What about the duck?
(She stares at him and Ross realizes what shes thinking.)
Rachel: (opening the door) Y'know what, I want you to leave! Get outta here!
Joey: (entering the bathroom) What are you guys doing in here?
Monica: What if I asked?
Carol: Like what?
Joey: Oh yes I do. Otherwise whats next? Today Im just a guy who cant finish a turkey, but tomorrow Im the guy who eats half a Powerbar, wraps up the rest, and puts in the fridge? No! No, I just I justI gotta change my pants. (Gets up and heads for the door.) Jeans have no give. (Exits.)