words in movies
Chandler: (To Phoebe) Y'know what? I have been trying to apologize to him all week! If he's not gonna let me do it on the phone, I'm gonna go down there and do it in person.
Chandler: Uh, what was that?
Phoebe: (saddened) It's okay. What the hell took you so long?
Monica: What?
Phoebe: Okay, what about after I give you these candies? (Hands them each one from her purse.)
Chandler: What Richard thing?
Rachel: (takes off her robe) Oh! Look what happened! {Don't get your hopes up guys, we only get to see her from the back or from the neck up. Its times like these I wish that the networks would broadcast some nudity other than Denis Franz's butt.} (In her head.) Huh, check me out! I'm in my kitchen naked! I'm picking up an orange. (Does so) I'm naked! (Goes into the living room) Lighting the candles, naked, and carefully. (She backs anything that might have a point like a candle on her body away.)
Ross: (in his head) Oh my God! That's Rachel naked! I can't look at that! I am looking at this. (Looks back at his book.) Okay, vivid colors, expressive brush strokesUnless she wants me to be looking at that. She knows I'm home. She knows I can see her. What kind of game is she playing? I think maybe someone's lonely tonight. Oh-ho, Dr. Geller! Stop it! You're being silly! Or, am I?
Ross: So do I. (Slowly walks in.) Okay Rach, before anything happens (He takes off his coat) I just want to lay down a couple of ground rules. (Turns back to face her.) This is just about tonight. I don't to go through with this if it's going to raise the question of "Us." (Rachel's confused) Okay? I just want this to be (Kicks off his left shoe) about what it is! (Kicks off the other one.)
Rachel: (laughs) What?! Are you crazy?
Joey: Uhh, because I'm shooting a scene right now. Yeah, I uh, I play a gladiator. Uh, y'know what? Hold-hold on a second. (To no one in particular) Can we cut? Yeah, my-my friends are here, I'm gonna take a little break.
Chandler: Why?! What happened?!
Monica: I can not see him? I mean, you can't tell me what to do!
Monica: Oh y'know what? If you're gonna be acting like this all night, I really, I don't even want to be around you.
Chandler: What are you talking
Ross: What?! You totally get embarrassed!
Joey: Wait a minute! Why don't I do what that guy did? I'll take this $100 and turn it into $5,000! And then I'll turn that into enough money to get my movie going again!
Monica: Y'know what? You're right Phoebe. You're right. Thank you! (Gets up to find Chandler.)
Rachel: Ross! What are you I'm sorry sir. I just, I think he just really likes you.
Ross: What the? What
Chandler: (totally confused) What?
Joey: Dont you see what this means?! I can forget about that stupid movie. I'm gonna be a millionaire!
Phoebe: (sees Rachel's face) What? Did you go to a costume party? Let me guess umm Pancho Vila? (Points at Rachel) and you're Bob Saget. (An old lady has sat down at the slot machine Phoebe was just at.)
Rachel: What are you talking about Pheebs? (Takes out her compact) I don't (She gasps when she looks in the mirror and sees her face.) (To Ross) Oh my God, you drew on me?!
Phoebe: Whoa, what kind of party was this?
Ross: What?
Ross: What? No-no, a lurker.
Ross: What?!
Ross: Your what?
Ross: What?! That's not gonna make you any money!
Monica: Wait Chandler, what are you doing?!
Chandler: What does it look like? I'm going home.
Monica: What? Wait! Why? (He turns and heads for the door and she chases after him.) Chandler! Chandler! Wait! Im sorry, I was just playing for one second! I was trying to find you to tell you that, look if you don't want me to see Richard again, I won't! He means nothing to me!
Rachel: What?! What else did he say?
Joey: Okay, so what are we going to do about this hand twin thing?!
Ross: (gets up) All right. Y'know what? We dont have to go downstairs! We can bring Vegas up to us! (He grabs a deck of cards and pulls up a chair.) All right, come on, come on, we'll play some blackjack. Here we go. (Deals the cards.) 13.
Ross: (does so) Oohh, 23. (Rachel looks at him.) Which is what we play to at this casino! You win 10 dollars! (Holds out a ten.)
Monica: That's right baby! Okay, what do I want now?
Monica: Okay, good! Okay, what do I want now?
Monica: What?
Chandler: (sees the roll) Yes!! I love you! I can't even remember what we were fighting about!
Monica: Oh, that's because I had lunch with RichMe neither! Okay, what do I want now?
Chandler: Okay, okay, I tell you what. You roll another hard eight; (pause) and we get married here tonight.
Monica: What did you just say?
Chandler: Okay, so if an eight comes up, we take it as a sign and we do it! {Whoa! Where have I heard that before? Matthew Perry talking about signs in Las Vegas. I guess it must've been some movie I saw.} What do you say?
The Lurker: What?!
Phoebe: What time? Maybe we can share a cab!
Rachel: Yeah, and also we need more umm, drinks. Hold on a second. (Gets up but stumbles a little bit.) Whup, okay. (She makes it to the phone and picks it up, without dialing.) Hello! Vegas? Yeah, we would like some more alcohol, and y'know what else? We would like some more beers. Hello? Ohh, I forgot to dial!
Rachel: Oops! All right, so what do you want to do now?
Rachel: Okay, y'know what? There's only one way I'm leaving this hotel room.
The Security Guard: What?!
Phoebe: (entering and sitting down at the table.) Hello. My name is Regina Phalange. I'm a businesswoman in town on business. Would you like to see my card? (Looks down) Ooh, what did I do with my file-a-facts? I must've left it in conference room B.
Monica: What are you doing?
Chandler: (closing the box) Yknow what? Forget it! We are just hungry! We have not had lunch! We are just light-headed! So let us go out and have lunch and forget about the cheesecake.
Chandler: Yeah! If the car that backfired had run over you! Y'know what, I think I'll go home before Ross starts rambling about his newfound respect for life. (He gets up and starts for the door.)
Joey: Say what?
Amy: Well, I don't need you to help me, because I already know what I'm going to do with my life.
Rachel: Oh yeah, nothing! These are happy tears! This is just what I wanted.
Chandler: Did I? Let's refresh. I believe what I said was that I could see your scalp.
Monica: What is that?
Monica: What?
ROSS: No look I wasn''t right, that's what I came here to tell you. I was totally hung up on, on my own stuff. Listen, I'm someone who needs the whole security thing, ya know. To know exactly where my next paycheck is coming from buy you, you don't need that and that's amazing to me. I could never do what you do Joey.
Phoebe: Okay, what about you? (Points to Karin) Wouldnt you want a date?
Mrs. Geller: What is going on?!
Rachel: Whoa! Wait! Hello! What about me?
Tag: Come on, lets have some fun. Huh? (To Rachel) What do you want to do today?
Ross: What?!
Rachel: What are you talking about, Ross, you just said that you read it twice! Look, y'know what, either it does or it doesnt, and if you have to even think about it...
Joey: Eh, what are you gonna do?
Joey: Like-like what?
Chandler: So, what do you say? Can you get out of work?
Ross: Hey, you know what I just realized? If you guys ever have kids
Cecilia: What?
Amy: You know what? Ever since I got here, you have been nothing but negative.
Ross: Whats the matter?
PHOEBE: Well, 'cause, I mean, what if, what if he's not this great dad guy? I mean, what if, what if he's just still the dirtbag who ran out on my mom and us? You know what? I've already lost a fake dad this week and I don't think I'm ready to lose a real one.
Rachel: Im fine, but thats not important. Whats important is how was she?
Joey: Come on! What are you doing?! Im in character! Would you talk to her! (Storms out.)
Ross: What? (Glances over and sees the faces of the rest of the group, then goes and sits down.)
Phoebe: What is it?
Phoebe: Say what?
Ross: What? What? What?! You guys knew? (Joey and Rachel backup against the door.) You all knew and you didn't tell me?!!
Monica: All right? Whats going on?
Melissa: Aww, look whos being suddenly shy. You cant tell me you dont feel what I feel. Nobody can kiss that good and not mean it. (Goes in again.)
Charlie: (to Rachel) So, you know what, I really like those jackets with the shoulder pads on them. Where do you think those would be?
Joey: What about Game 1 of the Series?
Morse: Whatd I get?
Chandler: I'm telling ya! It's gonna happen. Next year it's gonna be you, me and the little Hemingway Bing. (pause) What, he's my favourite author!
Ross: Maybe. But it wouldnt hurt to have a backup, you know? Uh, Rach-Rach, what were you thinking? (Gives her a look)
Phoebe: Oh? And how will you know what time to come over?
Phoebe: (sees the table) Ooh, what a great table! Where-where did you get it?
Ross: Oh, Liam. So uh, what, were you guys playing soccer or somethingor should I call it (In an English accent) football?
Phoebe: (after a pause) Unless... Maybe it's too crazy about this... Alright so... you know, there is no future... but that doesn't mean we still can't have fun. You know what? Forget what I said.
PHOEBE: What is this obsessive need you have to make everyone agree with you? No, what's that all about? I think, I think maybe it's time you put Ross under the microscope.
Chandler: (angry) Funniest guy she's ever met! (to the door) I'm funny, right...? What do you know, you're a door... You just like knock-knock jokes... (laughs about himself, but then gets determined again) Save it for inside! (he enters)
Phoebe: Ugh, what a kiss ass.
Chandler: Oh, whats the matter?
Ross: What?
Kristen: Hi! What are you doing here?
Chandler: (looking at them) They look great! Does your boyfriend have the best taste or what?
Chandler: What?
Morse: What?! Why?
Phoebe: What are you doing?
Monica: What was it for?
Mike: So...? What do you think? (looks at his parents, which look in disgust)
Monica: Uh I really dont know what to tell you Rach, I really dont. I mean, maybe Joey can help you out with your, with your big work problem.
Phoebe: Wow, that sounds great! And what are you making Monica, in case Rachels dessert is...[about to say bad] so good that I eat all of it. Theres none left for anybody else!
Phoebe: Whats the matter?
Phoebe: What?!
Phoebe: Uh, here. What time?
Rachel: (pause) What?
Joey: Well! What happened?! Did we miss it?
Chandler: I cant believe you dont know what I do for a living!
Ross: Whatwhy?
BEST MAN: What, (to Barry) you hired the same band I can't use the same speech. (gets a 'da-doom-chesh' from the drummer) Thank you, thank you very much. Anyway, I wish you both a wonderful life together. And Rachel...
Joey: So what? I drove down, sold T-shirts, had a blast. And yknow who knows how to party? Drunk college chicks.
Phoebe: Really? Theres nothing sexual about this? (Sexily) Oooh. Oo God! Ohh. Ohhhh. Ohh. (Some cute guy is watching closely.) (To him) What are you looking at?! (Pause) I mean hi.
Ross: What did you want to show us? Because all I can see is this bitchin' van!
Monica: Oh, yknow what, I cant, it really kills.
Joey: So What?
Joey: No. What?
Chandler: Look, you have to help me! Okay? I mean, I know what to do with a woman, yknow, I know where everything goes, its always nice. But I need to know what makes it go from nice to, "My God! Somebodys killing her in there!"
Joey: Whats not to like? Custard? Good. Jam? Good. Meat? Gooooood.
Phoebe: What are you two girls whispering about over there?!
Joey: Like what?
Joey: Unless what?
Ross: What you dont think Id go up to her?
(As Phoebe stands there in shock and disbelief, Chandler comes out of the bathroom and walks to his bedroom. Hes just got out of the shower and has the towel wrapped around himself high across his chest, and another towel wrapped around his head, like women wear towels. Joey watches Chandler wondering what the hell hes doing.)
Monica: I don't, I just, I just like the smell of them. So, uh, what are you really doing here Dad?
Monica: What?! Which one?!
Monica: What are you trying on now?
Lewis: What kinda noise?
Paul: (panicked) What?
Monica: For what?
Rachel: What do you, what do you mean?
Phoebe: You guys kissed!!!!! What does this mean?!! Are you, are you getting back together?! Can I sing at your wedding?
Phoebe: Yeah, I'm gonna go back to being Street Phoebe. Yeah! Oh but, y'know what? I can't go totally back because Street Phoebe really wouldn't be friends with you guys. Sorry. (Leaves.)
Dr. Harad: Let's see what we got here. Ohh, y'know, Fonzie dated triplets.
Rachel: Wow! What do you do now?
Rachel: What the... DIAL IT DOWN! (Joey goes to sit on the bed) Listen, ok, and maybe they're crazy thoughts, but sometimes I do, I have, I've been thinking about... you know, us! (looks at Joey, who's totally distraught) Ok, dial it up a little!
Joey: (excitedly) Who you what? Who you what?!
Joey: (excitedly) Wow? Wow what?! Wow what?! Who youwhat?!!
Ross: What?!
Joey: What?!
Rachel: I'm not! This is what I'm doing now. I've got this job-
Chandler: (entering) Bob. Bob! Bob!!! (He turns around) What the hell are you doing?!
Chandler: What?
Phoebe: So... now... What about with Mike's mom?
Monica: (looking at him) What?!
Monica: Well, what am I going to say?
PHOEBE: OK, hi. For your information this is exactly what I wanted. This is a tattoo of the earth as seen from a great distance. It's the way my mother sees me from heaven.
Melissa: What one?
Melissa: (shocked) What?