words in movies
JOEY: Hey.� How come you're answering your own phone?� Where's your crazy assistant?
CHANDLER: I know.� You're right.� I want to see you too.� I've just got to figure out a way to tell Joey, you know?� He's really looking forward to this.
MIKE:� So, you're a paleontologist, right?
MONICA: Chandler, you have to tell Joey that you're not in Tulsa.
CHANDLER: Don't you think it's better for him to think that you're cheating on me, than for him to think that I'm cheating on him?� (Monica tips her head slightly as if asking "Did you hear yourself?")� I heard it.
KEVIN: All right. It's no big deal. BILL: So, she has a boyfriend. What is your situation? RACHEL: Oh, well, it's complicated. I don't actually have a boyfriend.� But um. . . BILL: Then, can I have your number? RACHEL: (pause) I'm sorry, no. BILL: Okay. (They start to walk away.) RACHEL: Oh sure.� (She pulls a business card from her purse and writes on it.) PHOEBE: (Reading the card.) Oh my God, you're giving your real number. BILL: Okay, thanks. I'll give you a call later tonight. RACHEL: Great. BILL: Bye PHOEBE: Bye. (The guys leave.) Wow. So, that's great. You, Bill, Ross, and Emma are going to be so happy together. What were you thinking?
PHOEBE: Really?� You're moving on from Ross?
CHANDLER: (pause) Well, you're forgetting about the time difference.
MONICA: (gasp) Chandler!� You're home!
CHANDLER: That's right.� You're husband's home.� So, now the sex can stop.
CHANDLER: Joey said that you're in here with another man.
CHANDLER: Really?� You're gonna be okay?
CHANDLER: You're gonna put on sweats and clean, aren't you?
CHANDLER: Hey, listen.� I'm never going to lie to you again, okay?� And I want you to know that nobody thinks you're stupid.
MIKE: I'm so glad you're back.� (He hugs Phoebe.)
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.
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.
Phoebe: (Looks around) It's alright. Look kiddo, I gotta go. Good luck with the career. You're gonna be huge.
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.
Chandler: You're right, it has been you dream for over 15 seconds.
Monica: Y'know what? You're right Phoebe. You're right. Thank you! (Gets up to find Chandler.)
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?
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...
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.
PHOEBE: Oh, I'm so glad you're here.
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...
Joey: Man, I'm getting pretty tired. You're might have to take over soon.
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!
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: Sven I don't understand what you're saying! What is wrong with the flowers? Lorkins? What the hell are lorkins?
Monica: Well. Sounds like you're writing yourself a little play there Rach. Wow! Let me know how that one turns out.
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.)
Phoebe: Oh my god you're right.
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?
Dr. Harad: Okay, you're at ten centimeters. Time to start having some babies. All right, I want only the father in here please.
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, I would love to have kids. . . you're, you're the, you're, me play the songs that I will write for them.
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.
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?
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?
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.)
Chandler: You're not actually supposed to stop on the bridge.
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.
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
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.
All: Hey! You're in a play! I didn't know you could dance! You had a beard!
Ross: You're really not coming back?
Monica: I think you're better than you think you are.
Mike: No, I think you're sweet.
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.
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: C'mon, you're going out with the guy! There's gotta be something wrong with him!
Monica: (from inside) Again, you're welcome.
Rachel: Oh wow, you are really, you're really a creep.
Monica: All right... you're right. We're sorry. Now let's wake up Emma and get the fun time started!
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!
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.
Chandler: You're not gonna need my help?
Joey: Oh my god, you're right!
RACHEL: You're right, I don't have to apologize. Sorry. Damnit!
Joey: You're gonna do it?
Phoebe: Yeah I guess you're right. Yeah thanks. This helped. Thanks.
Joey: Yeah. You're ten times prettier than she is.
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?
Janice: (laughs) I don't think we need to, because you're tripping me out right now! Are you okay?