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?
Rachel: Oh no. I mean it. After what just happened, I�m never leaving her again.
Phoebe: Uh, well I can tell you why. Its, its because of me. But, y'know what, I only did it because I love you. Okay?
The Interviewer: Understood. So, whatd you say back then?
Joey: What? You never said anything about an audition!
Phoebe: Okay, look at him. Look at those strong hands. Oh what I wouldnt give to be that can of (looks closer to see what Jack is drinking) condensed milk.
Phoebe: But, I mean, do you think hes gonna enjoy it when hes up to his elbows in the diapers from all the babies they have to have right away?! This is not fair to Frank, (she walks behind them again, and hey again turn to follow her) and it-its not fair to the babies, and y'know what, its not good home economics.
Rachel: What?
Frank: What, wait, you mean like this? (does it)
Monica: What about your massage client?
Rachel: What?
Monica: (on machine) "Hi, it's Monica. I'm just checking in 'cause I got this message from you and I didn't know if it was old or new or what. So, I'm just checkin'. So let me know, or don't, whatever. I'm breezy."
CHAN: Waitress. Got it. You guys wanna play Doom? Or we could keep doing this. What else?
Rachel: So now, what are you doing here?
Joey: What? No! No Ross! No-no! Stop! Im not jumping! Okay, look I have an audition tomorrow and I cant go if I break my leg.
Ross: What... what you working on?
Ross: Hey, if thats what you want to do Im not gonna say no.
Rachel: What? Oh my God! To who?
Phoebe: Wh.. what? No wait, you don't get to leave! I've got a massage client waiting outside my door any minute!
Rachel: W-What are you, what are you talking about?
Chandler: Ross, what're you... what're you... what are you doing? (looks at laptop screen)You're having a memorial service for yourself!?
Joey: What?
Monica: What?! Come on I am tough! Punch me right here! (Her stomach) As hard as you can!
Rachel: What Phoebe? Wait! One time he caught me smoking he said if he ever saw me doing that again hed make me eat the entire pack.
Monica: (on phone) Hello? (Listens) Oh, hi Wendy! (Listens) Yeah, eight o'clock. (Listens) What did we say? Ten dollars an hour?... (Listens) OK, great. (Listens) All right, I'll see you then. Bye. (hangs up)
Monica: Remember that guy that gave me a bad review? Well (Feeds him a spoonful of what shes cooking.) Im getting my revenge!
Rachel: Well, what happened?
Rachel: Oh, I would love some. But y'know what? Y'know what? Let's not drink it here. I'm feeling kinda crazy. You wanna go to Newark?
Monica: But the minute we start to lie to each other (Pauses after she realizes what she's saying.) And by 'we' I mean society.
Monica: What?
Rachel: All right, yknow what, come on, do we really have to watch this while we eat? (She makes a move for the remote.)
Monica: (to the dog) What are you barking at?
Amy: What? What are you gonna do?
Monica: Okay, heres your milk. What do you want to talk about? (She sees that Chandler has fallen asleep and slams the door loudly to wake him up.)
Rachel: (doesn't believe what she's hearing) Seriously?
Rachel: (in disbelief) You WHAT? And I missed it? Because I was giving a makeover to that stupid hippie?
(The gang swaps all the drinks for what they ordered as Phoebe enters. She sits down without saying hi.)
RACH: OK, so that's... that's what, two bottles? And yet somehow we went through five?
Ross: What?
Benjamin: What?
Rachel: (as she's being dragged) What are you? Monica!! Stop it!! Oh my God! Stop it! (Monica drags her totally onto the floor and on her back.)
Chandler: What did I just say?
Chandler: Hey, guys! Come on! You gotta see what Emma just did.
Chandler: Well, that is what happened, and I dont even see you denying this!
Joey: (enters from his bedroom) What?
RYAN: You know what makes the itching even worse?
Joey: Now, what do you say?
Charlie: What?
Monica: What do I smell? (sniffs him) I smell smoke. Huh�did you smoke?
Ross: What?
Chandler: Yeah, I miss that too. I tell you what; from now on well make time to hang out with each other.
Phoebe: So what did you two do about it?
Ross: Hey, what are you doing?
Chandler: What...? NO!
Rachel: What? What secrets? You know secrets? What are they?
Chandler: Whats the second part of your plan?
Rachel: Oh my God, what!?
Rachel: So, uhm... what are you gonna do today?
RACHEL: What, so you go over there, you tell him you think he's cute, what's the worst that could happen?
Monica: Really? What is it?
Chandler: What?
Laura: What was that?
Rachel: (entering) Ugh, you will not believe what that sleaze-ball from Ralph Lauren did too me!
Monica: (aloud) WHAT?
Rachel: Well, so then what are you doing to me? Okay? Just get out of here! All right? Move on!
Chandler: What the hell are you doing?
Monica: (To Chandler) What room should we see next?
Chandler: What?
Laura: What are you doing here?
EDDIE: That's very interesting, ya know, 'cause that's exactly what someone who slept with her would say.
RACHEL: Oh, thanks. So, uh, what are you gonna do this summer?
Mike: What?
Joey: Ha-ha, very funnyLook! I dont know what to do! I really want you guys to get along. Just please come to the movie with us. I mean you owe me!
All: What?
Monica: What? You are way off, lady!
Rachel: So, come on, what was the big news Pete wanted to tell you Mon?! Or should I say Mrs. Monica Becker?
Ross: Hey! Hey, guess what Joey has!
Rachel: No, what?
Joey: (smile fades) What audition?
Ross: Oh! What a game, huh?
Rachel: What are you doing here!
Ross: Yeah. What are we gonna do?
Ross: What is that?
Rachel: Why? Honey, what is the big deal?
Rachel: A mistake?! What were you trying to put it in? Her purse?!
Chandler: That's what our friends call us.
Chandler: What are doing? You know I can only dish it out!
Phoebe: What?
Rachel: what?
Rachel: (To Ross) Great, shoot, what are we gonna do?
Joey: No, no, that's not what I meant. Let's get you a cocktail.
Ross: Look, if you don't know what the word "acrimonious" means, just don't use it!
Phoebe: What? They will be!
(Ross bangs his fists together to tell Chandler off, like what was learned last season. Read about it here.)
Chandler: Well, I'm here to see my old buddy Ben. What are you doing here, weird turtle-man?
Ross: You know what the best part about this is? I can never be fired.
Ross: I'm sorry, man. Hey, y'know what you should do? You should make something happen for yourself. Y'know, like-like write a play. Write a movie! Huh? I mean, what about those Good Will Hunting guys?
Phoebe: Okay, is this the day of good news or what? I got us a job! The wedding reception.
Joey: But Ross, Ross. What do you, what do you think she's going to say?
Sarah: What? what is the matter with you?
Erica: What?