words in movies
Rachel: You're hurt!
Chandler: Well, why don't you send her a musical bug, op, no you already did that. All right look, you're going to have to go there yourself now, okay, make a few surprise visits.
Young Ethan: Icky? You're actually gonna throw this away because it's icky?
ROSS: You're joking, right? You guys just walked through the door.
Ross: (to Joey) It's ok, because they have to get it out of their system, okay (back to Mon and Chan), but you're going to realize, this is the only place, you wanna be.
Joey: Hey, you're back!
Joey: Hey, you're back too!
Phoebe: But they shouldn't happen, you know what, you're, you're in a terrible, terrible business. Oh God, I don't wanna be the person who makes your face look like that.
Chandler: So you're really okay with this?
Janice: Yeah, well, it scares me! I mean I not even divorced yet, Chandler. You know, you just invited me over here for pasta, and all of the sudden you're talking about moving in together. And, and I wasn't even that hungry. You know what, it's getting a little late, and I-I should just, um...(starts to leave)
RACH: Oh, I know, I'm sorry you guys. You're just gonna have to get used to the fact that I will not be dating Ross.
Chandler: "So how does it feel knowing you're about to die?"
Luisa: You're both gonna have to take this up with the judge.
Emily: You're right.
Joey: Hey, Ross, you're okay with that?
Carol: You're gonna kill me!
Rachel: Yes of course, absolutely! You're right. I'm sorry.
Chandler: If you're cooking on the stove, does that mean that your new secret boyfriend is better in bed than Richard?
Phoebe: No, I mean, I mean, when you're at the fifteenth date, y'know, you're already in a very relationshippy place. Y'know, it's... you're committed.
Chandler: Ok, you're going to have to stop that, forever!
Joey: You're smart. I like that.
MONICA: If you're not going then I don't want to go either.
Chandler: And you're okay with that?
Joey: You're driving me crazy with that!
Joey: Alright alright. You're a monkey. You're loose in the city. Where do you go?
Monica: Oh, you're kidding.
Phoebe: Y'know, it's even worse when you're twins.
ROSS: Yeah, so if you haven't already had it, chances are you're gonna get it.
Monica: That is the unusual activity. Look, they just wanna see if you're okay.
Monica: I think you're my favorite.
Ross: Alright, alright. We're all adults here, there's only one way to resolve this. Since you saw her boobies, I think, uh, you're gonna have to show her your peepee.
Phoebe: Alright, wait, so what you're saying is that the chef is at the Hamilton Club, but the food is not and the drinks are there, but the bartender is not? Are you, are you FREAKING KIDDING ME!?
Chandler: Yes, I did. Yes, I did. Because, you're my girlfriend, and that's what girlfriends should, should get.
Joey: (goes over to Ben) Hi Ben! So you wanna be an actor huh? I gotta tell ya, it's no picnic. There's tons of rejection. No stability. One day you're Dr. Drake Remoray, the next day you're eating ketchup right out of the bottle.
Joey: Ohh, you're upset because you think I chose Ross over you! No! I knew you could take care of yourself. Y'know, I mean Ross, he need help. He's not street like us!
CHANDLER: It's not that hard to learn. And as for people realizing you have no idea what you're doing, hey, you're an actor. Act like a processor, people will think you're a processor.
PHOE: How come you're watching a rabbi play electric guitar?
Rachel: All right, so... Ross, you're ok with all this? I mean...
Monica: Okay, now you're even cuter!!
All: No. No, you're not a loser.
Monica: We are the hottest! Huh? No one is hotter than we are! You're the best.
Monica: Chandler, you're an only child, right? You don't have any of this.
Joey: Who cares? You're Rachel! (To Chandler) Who's Kip?
Jill: My God, you're choking! (she runs over and gives him the Heimlich, the gum flies from his mouth) That better?
CHANDLER: Yeah, and someday when you're ready, you'll make it past the hedges.
Joey: (sees Monica) Fire trucks! (Chandlers eyes double in size and he turns to Monica who doesn't understand what's happening. Then he turns back to Joey, who says "you're welcome" without a sound)
Rachel: whhh wait, you're gonna leave my party to take care of a box of rats?
Chandler: No, you're the best.
Joey: You're a dork.
Rachel: Oh, you're gonna love this cake. I got it from a bakery in New Jersey, Corino’s.
Joey: Ross, you're mayor of the zone.
Chandler: (from his bedroom) All right, so you're telling me that I have to tell racist jokes now?!
Monica: So what, you're not the only one. I mean, half the time we don't know where we're going. You've just gotta figure at some point it's all gonna come together, and it's just gonna be... un-floopy.
Monica: He probably wants you back because you're right for the job.
Chandler: Oh yeah, well can you picture me saying "Go to your room! You're grounded"?
Ross: You're kid's name is Raymond!
Chandler: You're welcome.
Phoebe: Yeah! You're the best!
All: ...Hey! You're in a play! I didn't know you could dance! You had a beard!
Joey: Hey, hey, hey, you're lucky I caught them when I did, or else who knows what woulda happened.
Phoebe: So, here you are. It seems like yesterday I was talking to you in that little petri dish. Everyone said labor was the hardest thing I'd ever have to do, but they were wrong this is. Oh, I had the most fun with you guys! I wish I could take you home and see you everyday. Okay, I'll settle for being your favorite Aunt. I know Alice's sister has a pool, but you lived in me. Okay, so we're cool. Yeah, we're gonna be great. Little high fives! (Imitates the high fives.) Ahh! Ahh! Ahh! (One of the babies begins to cry.) Well, if you're gonna cry. (She starts crying.)
Monica: Wait a minute, Phoebe! We should be partners. We should be catering partners. I mean, think about it! You're not working right now, and we have such a great time together!
Steve (staring at Rachel): I - I just have to say this; you're really beautiful.
Chandler: (pause) Yeah, you're right about that.
Chandler: Yeah, well, you wouldn't think it was cool if you're eleven years old and all your friends are passing around page 79 of 'Mistress Bitch.'
Roy: Well, look - it's not my fault if you're too uptight to appreciate the male form in all it's glory.
Joey: Because you waited too long to make your move, and now you're in the friend zone.
Carol: Ross, you're being silly. I've tried it, it's no big deal. Just taste it. (Holding out a bottle.)
Joey: Not if you're gonna be like this!
Monica: (Looking at the TV) You're not on TV.
Rachel: Monica, nothing has even happened yet, and you're already so...
Joey: So you're gonna have to do it in the mess!
Joey: (To Chandler) You're fake laughing too, right?
Chandler: Oh, believe me, to survive this party, you're gonna have to come up with one too.
Rachel: (she goes towards the others and she's very excited) Guys, you're not gonna believe this! I was just saying goodnight to Emma and she said her first words!!
Rachel: (makes some unintelligible sound to stop her from leaving) Obviously you know how to haggle, so I'm not gonna try and take you on. Okay? So $800 and I don't call the cops because you're robbing me blind! Blind! (Covers her eyes) Just take cat, leave the money, and run away! Run away! (Uncovers her eyes and sees that the woman has fled) Damnit! (To the cat) Cat, can't you at least smile or something?! (The cat hisses at her again, it sounds like Rachel) Okay, did anybody just hear that? Anybody?
Rachel: (entering) Joey, what are you doing with the bag? You're audition is not until tomorrow.
Ross: That's it? You're not mad? I mean, it must've been terrible.
CHANDLER: Well, if I was wearing your underwear then, uh, what would you be wearing?. . . You're swell.
Ross: (entering) Hey! So, uhh, Amanda just-just dropped me off. Yeah, that's one of the things I love about her, she's...uh, she's old enough to drive. (to Monica) So uhh, I guess you're not going to mom and dad's tonight?
Chandler: Do you know which one you're gonna be?
Joey: Relax. You're only at nine centimeters. And the baby's at zero station.
JOEY: Hey Phoeb's, I think you're good to go.
Chandler: You're on in 5 Ms. Minnelli.
Joey: Strip joint! C'mon, you're single! Have some hormones!
Joey: It's okay, Ross, alright? I totally understand. Of course you're not fine. You're.. You're Ross and Rachel.
Chandler: You're pretending the pillow's a girl right?
Joey: Well uh, it's just that uh, y'know if-if you're gonna be wearing someone's sweatshirt shouldn't it be your boyfriends--and Im not him.
Mr. Tribbiani: You're gonna keep an eye on us?
Ross: No! Okay, you mean, you're not gonna talk to her, you're not gonna tell her how you feel?
Amy: You bitch. You just think you're so perfect. With your new baby and your, your small apartment. <directs this to Ross who in turns throws the towel in his hand down on the table> Well let me tell you something. Your baby isn't even that cute.
Monica: Sure, every time, you're such a princess...
Joey: It's like, you got so many lines to learn so fast, that sometimes you need a minute to remember your next one. So while you're thinkin' of it, you take this big pause where you look all intense, you know, like this. (Does this intense look where it looks like he's smelling a fart.)
Rachel: No, I just mean that, you know, first impressions don't mean anything. And I-I think you're a really good guy and I'm sorry that I misjudged you.
Joey: Ross good, I'm uh glad you're here. I wanna talk to you about something.
Ross: You're right! (Gives her the twenty she won.)
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.
Phoebe: Well, you're not, (she tries to smile and contain her anger, but loses it) You're not... you're not... again, you're not SPEAKING FRENCH!
Emily: (on answering machine) Are you thinking about me? Of course you're not, but if you are, call me tonight. Okay, bye.
MR. GELLER: Look, I know what you're going through. When I turned 50 I got the Porsche. You... you got your own little speedster.
Ross: Yeah, but you're making me look bad!
Rachel: Are you gonna... you're going to take Hugsy away from a little child?