words in movies
Ross: You're bleeding.
Phoebe: Oh, ok. How, it's been so long since you've had sex, you're wondering if they've changed it?
Monica: No you're not.
Monica: Honey, you're not pathetic, you're sad.
Phoebe: (to Paulo) Ok, you're gonna have to not touch my ass.
Rachel: You're welcome.
Ross: Really? You're not gonna return it?
Rachel: All right, you're the boss. I guess I gotta do what you tell me.
Chandler: Oh... I don't know, I really don't think you're right for the part.
Monica: Me? What are you talking about? Nobody could steal me from you. I mean, just because I'm friends with her doesn't make me any less friends with you. I mean, (starting to cry) you're my...We're, we're...Oh, I love you.
Monica: I understand, but you're wishing for what we think you're wishing for, aren't you?
Frannie: Oh, I hate you, I'm pushing my Aunt Roz through Parrot Jungle and you're having sex! So? Who?
Mindy: Now, I know things've been weird lately, but you're like my oldest friend in the world... Except for maybe Laurie Schaffer, who I don't talk to anywhere, 'cause she's all bitter now that she lost the weight and it turns out she doesn't have a pretty face. ....Okay, I'm just gonna ask you this once, and I want a straight answer.
ROSS: This is so cool. You're actually gonna be on television.
Phoebe: You're so much more than just brains! You're sweet, and kind, and funny...
Mike: Keep in mind, he's never used this product before, you're gonna see how easy this is to do. (to Kevin) Go ahead. ('Kevin' starts using the product, it is a spout that you jab into a paper milk carton so that you don't have to rip it open.) This works with any milk carton.
Mrs. Geller: Me? I'm fine, fine. I'm glad you're here. ...What's with your hair?
RACHEL: So, it's pretty late, you're probably uh, not still planning on. . .
Joey: I'm mad at you for leaving! You're nothing but a big leaver. Big leaver with a stupid suitcase.
Rachel: Honey, I'm sorry, but he's right. I love you, but you're crazy.
Dr. Harad: All right, you're getting there. Oh, and y'know, these babies are very, very lucky.
MONICA: You, and you, you're supposed to be at my party. And Gunther! What are you doing here?
Joey: (entering) Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!! None of that, not while you're living under my roof!
Chandler: Oh, I'm sorry, then you're widowed?...Hopefully?
Rachel: Honey, y'know I just gotta tell you, I think this is such a terrific thing you're having these babies for Frank and Alice.
Joey: Well anyway, I'm glad you're back, I really need your help.
MONICA: Yeah. You're just gonna have to stop pissing me off.
Erica: You're kidding me? I mean, it's enough that you are a doctor. But on top of it, you're married to a reverend?
Joey: (at the urinal) Can you stop yellin'? You're makin' me nervous, and I can't go when I'm nervous.
FRANK: Me neither. So you're like my big sister.
Chandler: Uh, Joey is gonna be right back. Right back! (Tries to pantomime it for her.) Meanwhile, let's-let's-let's talk about you. (Pause.) So, you're old and small.
Phoebe: (Looks around) It's alright. Look kiddo, I gotta go. Good luck with the career. You're gonna be huge.
Chandler: You're right, it has been you dream for over 15 seconds.
Ross: Oh, no no no. Nono, this is just vintage Rachel. I mean, things just sort of happen around you. I mean, you're off in Rachel-land, doing your Rachel-thing, totally oblivious to people's monkeys, or to people's feelings...
Ross: God, you're amazing... I didn't even have to ask you to call me that.
Joey: Uh, Pheebs, you're leaking?
JOEY: You're blowin' me off for a monkey?
Roy: No, no, you're right. Who am I kidding? I should have hung up that breakaway jockstrap years ago. What am I gonna do? I mean, this has been my life for thirty two years. Taking my clothes off in front of people is all I know.
Monica: Y'know what? You're right Phoebe. You're right. Thank you! (Gets up to find Chandler.)
Monica to Amy: So. Welcome. Is this your first time you're seeing Emma?
Joey: Listen, while you're on a roll, if you feel like you gotta make like a Western omelet or something... (Joey and Chandler taste the coffee, grimace, and pour it into a plant pot.) Although actually I'm really not that hungry...
PHOEBE: Oh, I'm so glad you're here.
Monica: Huh. So you're saying like umm, if there was an award for the best bad massage, well who would get that?
Phoebe: Yeah! So you're gonna call this one back?
PHOEBE: Yeah, I agree. Ya know, I think fancy parties are only fun if you're fancy on the inside and I'm just not sure we are.
Joey: That's right, mister, and I don't care how old you are, as long as you're under my roof you're gonna live by my rules. And that means no sleeping with your girlfriend.
Rachel: Oooh... you're sweet, I knew uncle Joey would step up. (Turns to face Emma in the the playpen) Look Emma, look who's baaack!
Phoebe: Sven I don't understand what you're saying! What is wrong with the flowers? Lorkins? What the hell are lorkins?
Joey: Man, I'm getting pretty tired. You're might have to take over soon.
Monica: Well. Sounds like you're writing yourself a little play there Rach. Wow! Let me know how that one turns out.
Joey: Maybe that's okay. You know? Maybe, maybe it is better this way? I mean, now, now you can move on. I mean, you've been trying to for so long, maybe now that you're on different continents.. (Looks at Phoebe) Right?
Rachel: Look Amy, it got a little of control..Um.. and I'm sorry. You're my sister and uh.. if it really means that much to you..
Phoebe: Oh my god you're right.
Joey: Oh hey, no, you're not welcome. Okay, look, I hate this! You guys keep embarrassing me! (To Monica) Yesterday, Rachel found your razor in our bathroom and I didn't know what to say, so I said it was mine and-and that I was playing a woman in a play. And one thing led to another and (He puts his leg on the chair and pulls up his pants leg to reveal that he now has shaved legs.)
Dr. Harad: Okay, you're at ten centimeters. Time to start having some babies. All right, I want only the father in here please.
Phoebe: Oh right, ok um. Ok so its not just the lie you tell. but its the way you tell it. . For example if you look down at the ground when you're talking, people know you're lying.
Rachel: Go to the post office! I'm sure her picture's up! ...Okay, Monica, y'know what, honey, you're kinda losing it here! I mean, this is really becoming like a weird obsession thing.
PHOEBE: Oh, I would love to have kids. . . you're, you're the, you're, me play the songs that I will write for them.
Chandler: Honey, you're screaming.
Chandler: Were you're parents happy, or something?
Ross: (sarcastically) I can't believe they gave you a ticket. You're such a good driver.
PHOEBE: I, I don't, I don't understand, how can you be straight? I mean, you're, you're so smart and funny and you throw such great Academy Award parties.
Donny: ...should be playing with the star of "General Hospital" Leslie Charleson. (applause) Welcome everybody. Good luck to all of you. Let's play Pyramid. All right? Now... we flipped a coin before the show, Gene, you won the toss, so you're gonna start. Which category would you like?
Joey: (laughs) You're kidding right?
David: Oh, you're going to Minsk?
Ross: Wooooooo, hehehe. Hey, ahh, you don't feel like you're gonna throw up, do ya?
CHANDLER: Joey said that you're in here with another man.
Phoebe while cutting a sweet potatoe in the air: No you're all about the fun.
Shelley: Question. You're not dating anybody, are you, because I met somebody who would be perfect for you.
Gary: Well you're fingerprints were all over my badge so I just ran it through the computer and this was listed as your last known address so I just checked it out.
Ross: Y'know, it-it doesn't matter. The important thing is that you're here. You're my friend, and you're here. Oh! (He goes over and hugs her.)
Monica: I think you're better than you think you are.
MONICA: (gasp) Chandler!� You're home!
Ross: You're really not coming back?
PHOEBE: What if the husband person is the wrong guy, and you are the right guy. I mean you don't get chances like this all the time, if you don't meet her now, you're gonna be kicking yourself when your 80, which is hard to do, and that's how you break a hip.
CHANDLER: Really?� You're gonna be okay?
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: And you're not helping?
All: Hey! You're in a play! I didn't know you could dance! You had a beard!
Chandler: You're not actually supposed to stop on the bridge.
Ross: (to Rachel) Haha! Looks like you're not going to be in the wedding either. (Looks at Phoebe) So sorry Pheebs.
Rachel: Hey, do you guys know what you're doing for New Year's? (They all protest and hit her with cushions) Gee, what?! What is wrong with New Year's?
Rachel: Oh wow, you are really, you're really a creep.
Joey: C'mon, you're going out with the guy! There's gotta be something wrong with him!
Mike: No, I think you're sweet.
Monica: (from inside) Again, you're welcome.
ROSS: Not at all! I love this guy. Hey, I was so psyched to hear you're back with my sister!
Monica: If you're not going then I don't want to go either.
Joey: (talking to a pineapple in his hand) God, you're beautiful...why are we fighting this?You know you want it to happen as much as I do.
Rachel: Oh, thank God I can't hear a word that you're saying!
Monica: All right... you're right. We're sorry. Now let's wake up Emma and get the fun time started!
Joey: Oh my god, you're right!
Joey: Yeah. You're ten times prettier than she is.
Chandler: You're not gonna need my help?
Joey: You're gonna do it?
Janice: (laughs) I don't think we need to, because you're tripping me out right now! Are you okay?
Phoebe: Yeah I guess you're right. Yeah thanks. This helped. Thanks.
RACHEL: You're right, I don't have to apologize. Sorry. Damnit!
Monica: I guess you're right.
Monica: Oh my god, Emma. Oh, sweetie, I forgot you were here. Oh, you're right, we can't do this. We can't leave her alone.
CHANDLER: Stop talking, stop talking now. Let me just get this straight. You're actually stealing my hat?
Phoebe: So go fix it! Go find Chandler! He's probably up in your room! Tell him that you're sorry and that you love him.
Ross: (looks) Oh yeah! You'rehey, you're right! Here's an affordable place, (reading ad) two bedroom, close to work, ooh, it's available in five weeks!
Monica: You're... weird!
Manny: You're weak!
Rachel: Oh! So you're driving up to Connecticut?