words in movies
Rachel: So if you think I didn't say goodbye to you because you don't mean as much to me as everybody else, you're wrong. It's because you mean more to me.
Phoebe: Guess what? You're almost an uncle!
Monica: Chandler, you're panicking!
Joey: Oh, you're not taking her with you tonight?
Ross: Alright, you know what? You're right. I should at least tell her how I feel.
Gunther: I... I know you're leaving tonight, but I just have to tell you. I love you.
Erica: Anyway, I'm gonna go and get some rest. I'm really glad I picked you guys. You're gonna make great parents. Even Chandler.
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?
Phoebe: That's okay. If - if we hit anything, the engine will explode, so you know, it's better if you're thrown from the car.
Rachel: Hah! I found it! I told you I would find it! In your face! You're a different person.
Chandler: You know, I - I think you're set with the poultry.
Joey: Thanks man. Did you hear that, you guys? You're gonna get to stay here! And, and it's good, you know, 'cause, 'cause now you have a reason to come visit.
Phoebe: Okay, you're on.
Rachel: What? What? Ross, you're scaring me. What's going on?
Rachel: (on the answering machine) Ross, hi. It's me. I just got back on the plane. And I just feel awful. That is so not how I wanted things to end with us. It's just that I wasn't expecting to see you, and all of a sudden you're there and saying these things... And... And now I'm just sitting here and thinking of all the stuff I should have said, and I didn't. I mean, I didn't even get to tell you that I love you too. Because of course I do. I love you. I love you. I love you. What am I doing? I love you! Oh, I've gotta see you. I've gotta get off this plane.
Monica: You know what? I don't care. I like it like this, and I'm gonna keep it. You're just jealous because your hair can't do this... (and she shakes her head more violently) OUCH!
Chandler: Good save! We're back on track, and I'm... (grimacing) ..chewing someone else's gum. This is not my gum. Oh my God! Oh my God! And now you're choking.
Joey: You're a dancer? She-she's a dancer!
RACHEL: You want me to just call him up and tell him that you're seeing him instead? That's what you want?
Ross: Oh, you're... (gives up)
Ross: You're welcome for a delicious dinner.
Ross: I don't even wanna hear it, you're just...
Ross: Phoebe! You're note, amazing! Not only did no one touch my sandwich, but people at work are actually afraid of me. Yeah, a guy called me mental! Mental Geller, yeah, I always wanted a cool nickname like that.
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.
MONICA: Yeah. You're just gonna have to stop pissing me off.
Joey: Well anyway, I'm glad you're back, I really need your help.
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?
FRANK: Me neither. So you're like my big sister.
Joey: (at the urinal) Can you stop yellin'? You're makin' me nervous, and I can't go when I'm nervous.
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...
Chandler: You're right, it has been you dream for over 15 seconds.
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.
Joey: Uh, Pheebs, you're leaking?
Ross: God, you're amazing... I didn't even have to ask you to call me that.
Phoebe: Yeah! So you're gonna call this one back?
Monica to Amy: So. Welcome. Is this your first time you're seeing Emma?
PHOEBE: Oh, I'm so glad you're here.
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.)
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...
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, 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.
Phoebe: Sven I don't understand what you're saying! What is wrong with the flowers? Lorkins? What the hell are lorkins?
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!
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.
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.)
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.
Phoebe: Oh my god you're 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..
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.
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.
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?
Chandler: Were you're parents happy, or something?
Chandler: Honey, you're screaming.
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.
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.
Joey: (laughs) You're kidding right?
MONICA: (gasp) Chandler!� You're home!
Ross: Wooooooo, hehehe. Hey, ahh, you don't feel like you're gonna throw up, do ya?
David: Oh, you're going to Minsk?
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.
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.)
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.
CHANDLER: Really?� You're gonna be okay?
CHANDLER: Joey said that you're in here with another man.
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.
Ross: You're really not coming back?
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
Chandler: You're not actually supposed to stop on the bridge.
All: Hey! You're in a play! I didn't know you could dance! You had a beard!
Monica: I think you're better than you think you are.
Joey: And you're not helping?
Ross: (to Rachel) Haha! Looks like you're not going to be in the wedding either. (Looks at Phoebe) So sorry Pheebs.
Mike: No, I think you're sweet.
Rachel: Oh wow, you are really, you're really a creep.
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?
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.
ROSS: Not at all! I love this guy. Hey, I was so psyched to hear you're back with my sister!
Joey: C'mon, you're going out with the guy! There's gotta be something wrong with him!
Monica: (from inside) Again, you're welcome.
Joey: Oh my god, you're right!
Joey: Yeah. You're ten times prettier than she is.
Rachel: Oh, thank God I can't hear a word that you're saying!
Monica: If you're not going then I don't want to go either.
Monica: All right... you're right. We're sorry. Now let's wake up Emma and get the fun time started!
Monica: I guess you're right.
RACHEL: You're right, I don't have to apologize. Sorry. Damnit!
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.
Joey: You're gonna do it?
CHANDLER: Stop talking, stop talking now. Let me just get this straight. You're actually stealing my hat?
Janice: (laughs) I don't think we need to, because you're tripping me out right now! Are you okay?