words in movies
Shelley: Question. You're not dating anybody, are you, because I met somebody who would be perfect for you.
Chandler: Ah, y'see, perfect might be a problem. Had you said 'co-dependent', or 'self-destructive'...
Shelley: Do you want a date Saturday?
Chandler: ...Couldn't enjoy a cup of noodles after that. I mean, is that ridiculous? Can you believe she actually thought that?
Rachel: Um... yeah. Well, I mean, when I first met you, y'know, I thought maybe, possibly, you might be...
Chandler: You did?
Rachel: Yeah, but then you spent Phoebe's entire birthday party talking to my breasts, so then I figured maybe not.
Chandler: Huh. Did, uh... any of the rest of you guys think that when you first met me?
Chandler: You're kidding! Did you tell her I wasn't?
Ross: No. No, it's just 'cause, uh, I kinda wanted to go out with her too, so I told her, actually, you were seeing Bernie Spellman... who also liked her, so...
Monica: Okay, I-I d'know, you-you just- you have a quality.
Chandler: Oh, oh, a quality, good, because I was worried you guys were gonna be vague about this.
Rachel: Monica, your dad just beeped in, but can you make it quick? Talking to Rome. (Showing off to Phoebe and Chandler) I'm talking to Rome.
Monica: How-how are you, Mom?
Ross: Oh! ...Yeah, they were gross. Oh, you know what I loved? Her Sweet 'n' Los. How she was always stealing them from- from restaurants.
Phoebe: Yeah, you have homosexual hair.
Joey: You guys okay?
Mrs. Geller: Sweetie, you think you can get in there?
Monica: You what?
Chandler: So, uh... what do you think it is about me?
Shelley: I dunno, uh... you just have a-a...
Shelley: Y'know, it's a shame, because you and Lowell would've made a great couple.
Chandler: Lowell? Financial Services' Lowell, that's who you saw me with?
Chandler: No! Uh, I d'know! The point is, if you were gonna set me up with someone, I'd like to think you'd set me up with someone like him.
Chandler: Excuse me? You don't think I could get a Brian? Because I could get a Brian. Believe you me. ...I'm really not.
Ross: I have shown you everything we have. Unless you want your mother to spend eternity in a lemon yellow pant-suit, go with the burgundy.
Aunt Lillian: You know, whatever we pick, she would've told us it's the wrong one.
Ross: (forages around) Okay, I have nothing in an evening shoe in the burgundy. I can show you something in a silver that may work.
Ross: (entering) How we doing, you guys ready?
Monica: Mom already called this morning to remind me not to wear my hair up. Did you know my ears are not my best feature?
Mrs. Geller: It really was. Oh, c'mere, sweetheart. (Hugs her) Y'know, I think it might be time for you to start using night cream.
Chandler: You are a frightening, frightening man.
Phoebe: You missed a belt loop.
Phoebe: Hey, look who's up! How do you feel?
Ross: Not the first two, but the second two- woooo! ...I love you guys. You guys are the greatest. I love my sister (Kisses Monica), I love Pheebs... (Hugs her)
Ross: (hugs him) And listen, man, if you wanna be gay, be gay. Doesn't matter to me.
Andrea: (turns to a friend) You were right. (They walk off and leave Chandler.)
Ross: Rachel. Rachel Rachel. (Sits down beside her) I love you the most.
Rachel: (humouring him) Oh, well you know who I love the most?
Rachel: You!
Ross: Oh.. you don't get it! (Passes out and slumps across her)
Rachel: (still trapped under Ross) Pheebs, could you maybe hand me a cracker?
Mrs. Geller: No, I'd be hearing about 'Why didn't I get the honey-glazed ham?', I didn't spend enough on flowers, and if I spent more she'd be saying 'Why are you wasting your money? I don't need flowers, I'm dead'.
Mrs. Geller: Do you know what it's like to grow up with someone who is critical of every single thing you say?
Mrs. Geller: I'm telling you, it's a wonder your mother turned out to be the positive, life-affirming person that she is.
Monica: That is a wonder. So tell me something, Mom. If you had to do it all over again, I mean, if she was here right now, would you tell her?
Monica: How she drove you crazy, picking on every little detail, like your hair... for example.
Monica: Do you think things would have been better if you'd just told her the truth?
Mrs. Geller: (reaches out to fiddle with Monica's hair again, and realises) Those earrings look really lovely on you.
Monica: Thank you. They're yours.
Rachel: Wow, Monica, you look just like your grandmother. How old was she there?
Lowell: It's like Mardi Gras without the paper mache heads. How 'bout you?
Chandler: Good, good. Listen, heh, I dunno what Shelley told you about me, but, uh... I'm not.
Chandler: So- you can tell?
Chandler: So you don't think I have a, a quality?
MONICA: [reading] 'Dear Dr. Remore, know that I love you and would do anything to have you.' Gosh. 'Your not-so-secretive admirer, Erica Ford.' Ooh wait, 'PS enclosed please find 14 of my eyelashes.'
Rachel: Okay, who are you talking to when you do that?
Rachel: What? What's what you were afraid of?
Joey: I gotta tell you. You're the best in the business.
Rachel: What?! Wait a minute! No wait a minute! (She does so.) Okay? Look, that night was the one wild thing I have ever done in my entire life, and Im not gonna let you take that away from me! Okay, so if you dont remember that, maybe you will remember this! (She grabs Melissa and kisses her on the lips.)
PHOEBE: I love you goddesses. I don't ever want to suck your wind again.
Monica: Hey. Call me when you get there. Okay?
Stage Manager: Look, we held the curtain for you buddy. Come on, lets go! Lets go!
Rachel: I was faking it! Can't you tell when I'm being fake?
ROSS: Well, why're you all dressed up?
Rachel: Chandler, aren't you worried about what to get Monica for Christmas?
Mike: This is the first time hes ever used this product, 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.
Ross: You can have the last piece, if you want.
Chandler: You said...
CHANDLER: You burn your mouth?
Rachel: Uh, no. Wait, you know what, this is the outfit that makes my calves look fat. Nevermind.
Ross: Your Mom, your telling me, your telling me, about your Mom, what is the matter with you?
Joey: Listen, uh, you wanna go get a drink or something?
Mrs. Green: You cant leave a baby alone!
Monica: You seriously changed your name to that?
Phoebe: Sorry Frank, I'm kinda in the middle of the last favor you asked me to do.
Monica: Hi, Dad, what are you doing here?
ROSS: That's it? That's all you wrote? You're the worst writer in the whole world.
Joey: Oh good, uh youre here. Uh Pheebs? Listen uh sit down. I-I got something I want to say.
Joey: Rachel's right. This is where you guys belong.
Monica: You're not just saying that are you?
MNCA: Five more and I'll flash you.
Rachel: Youre jokin right?
Ross: Yeah that! You know I hate practical jokes! Theyre mean and theyre stupid and-and I dont want my son learning them!
Ursula: Umm, no. See I already thought she was dead so I kinda made my peace with it. Plus, I'm going to a concert tomorrow. So I'd invite you, but umm, I only have two tickets left.
Monica: Well, my breasts are going to get bigger weather you like it or not! And you know what? It's not just my breasts. My ass is going to get bigger too.
Elizabeth: I was wondering if I could talk to you for a moment?
Phoebe: (laughing and banging her spoon on the table) Knock, knock, knock, knock, hi. Um, could you please tell Sergei that um, I was fascinated by what Boutros Boutros Gali said in the New York Times.
Chandler: And yet you dont recognize that youre crazy.
Joey: Hey, dont get religious on me, ok. (Ross looks a little confused.) A guy in your position needs to be a little better at relaxing. You know. Why do you think we have the comfortable chairs? Huh...come here sit down. (Ross sits down.) Ready? (Joey flips the foot rest up.) Ahh!! (He reclines the chair fully.) Ohh, yeah!! Huh?!
Phoebe: You mean the one that my grandmother made me swear on her deathbed that I would never let out of our family?
Janice: I should just go on to happier things, okay? Umm, why dont you tell about your lovely wedding?
Rachel: You know, Ross, just keep making your jokes. How are you gonna feel if we actually do win?
Joey: All right. Uhh, okay. Our first contestant is Ross Geller. Why dont you tell us a little something about you Ross?
Joey: But then you left.
Phoebe: Thank you! I know, though.
Phoebe: Uh-huh! Why do you think it takes me so long to answer the door?
PHOEBE: No, huh uh, I'm sorry, no. No, I'm not some like sloppy second, charity band. You know what, there are thousands of places in this city where people would be happy to pay to hear me play. (Out on the sidewalk, singing) When I play, I play for me, I don't need your charity. (Someone puts a coin in her guitar case) Thank you! La la la la la la la....
Rachel: Oh, see now I feel bad for the kid! I had a crush on a teacher once and it was so hard! Yknow youI couldnt concentrate and I blushed every time he looked at me. I mean come on, you remember whats its like to be 19 and in love.
Donny: Oh, time's up! Joey! You were, uh, almost on a roll there...
Monica: Ooh, Phoebe, you look great!
Phoebe: Oh! What's the matter? Are you scared? You're afraid I'm a better singer? You're afraid I'm gonna beat you at singing?
Monica: Okay, we'll start with the building. You guys take the first and second floor, Phoebe and I'll take third and fourth.
MR. GREENE: You work and you work and you work on a boat...
Chandler: Uh, Yes. Yes. Ive just been going over your data here, and little thing, youve been post-dating your Friday numbers.
RACHEL: I'll help you throw out your purse.
Phoebe: I know it's so exciting! You know I've never lived with a guy before.
Monica: No. No, just, just, just a couple more boxes. It-it-its no big deal, all right, Im-Im cool. You gotta help me out with a couple more boxes!
Ross: What can I do? One person wants to break-up, you break-up.
Joey: Monica, how are you gonna do that?
Joey: (yelling) Don't worry, you guys, we're gonna get you out of there.
RACHEL: Well, the point is, maybe I should just stop waiting around for moments with Ross, you know?� I should just . . . move on with my life.
Joey: No, look, you know Charlie, right? She's cool, she's funny, her body is soo...
Kathy: Oh wow. I really wish youd call me.
Phoebe: Monica, you don't know that.
JOEY: Ahh, you drive safe.
Chandler: What are you doing?
Monica: It's my new perfume. Why don't you come closer where you can really appreciate it?
Ross: You gotta hear this story.
Rachel: What are you shushing?
Phoebe: You should have thought of that before you got in!
Ross: Thank you!
MONICA: I meant, why don't you take Richard to the game? What?
Phoebe: Well thats no way to sell newspapers. Why dont you try, "Extra! Extra! Read all about it!"
Maitre d': Mr Campbell's not here yet. Let me show you to his table.
Ross: Okay. You know that I-I have to go.
Ross: How, how, um how can you not be going?
Monica: Oh, friends first, drunk in London, you know the story. I've got a better question for you: Do you or any of your blood relatives have diabetes?
MONICA: You look fabulous honey, you really do.
Phoebe: (pointing at cake) Hey, you made it into a bunny.
Ross: Oh, come on you guys; thats funny! Yknow? Because hes needhes got like a hearing aide yknow, cause-cause yknow, cause hes all old, and
Chandler: Those are my gifts, I got them for you.
Ross: You will?!
Phoebe: How did you do that?
Rachel: Okay, you look in the kitchen, I will look in the back closet.
Ross: And you told Phoebe you were engaged.
Chandler: Okay, could you just stop talking for a second? (Thinks) Yemen. Thats right, yes, Im being transferred to Yemen!
Rachel: Oh God, come on you guys, is this really necessary? I mean, I can stop charging anytime I want.
Monica: Oh, So you can move them!
Phoebe: Ross, went to get a cab so we can all... No, wh-what are you doing! No, Monica, no!
Ross: Hey-hey you came! Man you look incredible! Hot stuff! (They hug and Ross realizes what he said.) Hot stuff?
Joey/Drake: How can I? Knowing I'll never hold you in my arms again, or touch your skin, or feel your lips, knowing I'll never make love to you? How can I accept that... I can never kiss you again when it's all I can do not to kiss you right now.
MONICA: Hey, I made $17 before breakfast, what have you done?
Ross: Look. Look, I wasnt going to say anything to you, but... All right, I dont think you should be seeing Tommy anymore.
Rachel: All right, look you guys... Look, we appreciate all the advice, but this is between Joey and me and I think we can handle it...
Allesandro: Im so excited about having Monica come on board with us. Although I do feel bad about having fired chef Emillio, its like losing a member of the family. Of course, that literally is the case for several of you. Tony, Carlos, Marie, please, tell your father how much were gonna miss him. Now, I know that Monica has a lot of great ideas for this place, well, you all read the review. So without much further ado, I present to you our new head chef.
Phoebe: Ross, youre tired. Youve been looking all night. And clearly you suck at this.
Rachel: Oh, oh no. Do you think she walked in, saw you and left?
Chandler: Just tell her the truth! Tell her youre not ready.
Chandler: Yknow what the worse part was? I got to see what my life would be like without you. It was like Its a Wonderful Life with lap dances. Please promise that you will never leave me, that we will grow old together, and be with each other for the rest of our lives.
Emily: I love both of you!
Phoebe: Great! Okay, if youll just excuse me. (To the guy) So, did you hear something you liked?
Joey: Man, do you know what guys want!
Chandler: Where did you, when did you, how did you... (Joey hits the back of Chandler's head) How did you get a girl like that?
RACHEL: Why are you adding, why are you adding, why are you adding, why are you adding?