words in movies
Monica: 'Cause you invited your assistant.
Monica: (entering, to Joey and Rachel) Hey, did you guys know, that your oven doesn't work?
Chandler: Sure, and Joey; do not let Ross look at any of the maps or the globe in your apartment.
Ross: Phoebe, why is your bag moving?
Tag: I, uh, wanted to see if your offer to spend Thanksgiving with you is still good.
Rachel: Well, sure! Come in! (He enters) Well, what-what happened to your girlfriend?
Ross: Are you out of your mind?
Monica: When it's your assistant, I would say never.
Rachel: Yeah? I'm sorry about your girlfriend.
Rachel: Okay, that's gonna take them a minute. Do you have anything else you wanna get off your chest?
Phoebe: Wash your hands!!!
Chandler: Okay, I went over to Ross' apartment to bring back Clunkers. Yknow, for you, and (Clears his throat) I left the door open and she must have gotten out and I looked everywhere, all over the apartment, including the roof, which FYI Ross, one of your neighbors, growing weed. I couldn't find him, and I am so, so, so, sorry. But I do know where we could all go ease the pain. (Points up and then over to the street)
Phoebe: The most popular Phoebe in tennis is called the overhand Phoebe. And if you win, you must slap your opponent on the Phoebe and say, "Hi, Phoebe!"
Monica: Phoebe, you're gonna be with your grandma?
Quartet: (singing) And you know who will be there to support... you?! Your one and only boyfriend...
Ross: I dont know, aheh, yours was the first name that-that popped into my head, Im Im sorry. I-I didnt think it would matter.
Monica: Rach, here's your mail.
The Salesman: Okay, I-I get the picture. Uh, thanks, for your time. (Starts to leave)
Joey: Come on. Come on. Alright, ready, look! (in a low voice) Oh... Ross.... you get me so hot. I want your lips on me now.
Cecilia: Oh youre right. Thank you! Whats your name again?
Ross: Hey, what took you guys so long? Your cab left when ours did!
Chandler: Nope! Because Im not your boyfriend. (to Phoebe, whos entering) Hey Pheebs, how did it go?
Monica: (Doesn't believe what she's hearing) Was your cabin pressurised?
Joey: Chandler, you have to start getting over her. All right, if you play, you get some fresh air, maybe itll take your mind off Janice, and if you dont play, everyone will be mad at you cause the teams wont be even. Come on.
The Instructor: Let me get this straight man, you attacked your ex-wife?!
MRS GREEN: I'm uh, considering leaving your father.
Monica: Oh honey, were close now but you-you wouldnt believe the years of-of nugies, and wedgies, and flying wedgies, and atomic wedgies, and....(Phoebe shakes her head like she doesnt understand) Thats where the waistband actually goes over your head.
Ross: Look, you guys don't need me here taking up your space.
Rachel: OK... see your two... and I raise you twenty. (throws it in)
Phoebe: About how good your cards were.
Charlie: Oh my God! (pauses) I'm your groupie!
Rachel: But you said that you liked him! I mean what happened?! Did ya just change your mind?!
Phoebe: Oh thats all right. Im still full from your homemade potato chips.
Chandler: Now, there is a dress laid out on your bed. (Monica stumbles on the steps.) Okay, (catches her) youre doing great. Youre doing great. Youre doing fine.
Ross: Are you angry at me because I said your handwriting is childlike?
Phoebe: Okay, all right, so, your in a meadow, millions of stars in the sky....
Tag: It wasnt on your list, but hopefully youll think its really fun.
MRS. GELLER: Richard. Richard. Your son isn't seeing anyone is he?
{Note: Does anyone else want to smack Ross right about now? Raise your hands. Okay, put them down before you stink out the person next to you.}
Joey: Hey, how much cash do you got in your pocket right now?
Chandler: Love your condoms my man.
Missy: Sure, he was in your "band"? (she air quotes band)
Chandler: I wasnt trying to open your closet! I wasnt trying to open your closet! I swear! (Running into the kitchen and sees its Joey.)
Ken: (reading off his card) "A donation has been made in your name to the New York City Ballet".
The Director: Kate Millers awkward and mannered portrayal is laughable. (Kate walks away depressed.) Badda-badda-badda. Ah-ha! Here it is! The direction by Marshal Talmant is (stops, reads it again, and throws down the paper in disgust) Thank you, boys and girls, youve ruined my life. Please, stuff your talentless faces with my Mothers crab cakes! (starts to leave) Excuse me!!
Rachel: Y'know what, just give me a second and I'll be out of your hair. I'm just gonna grab a jacket. When I get back, I want every little detail. (There's a knock on the door.) Maybe that's him. (Goes to answer the door.)
Mrs. Geller: Its nothing, its just that now your Father owes me five dollars.
Ross: Aww, Pheeb, come on isnt there any relative that would have the recipe? What about, what about your sister?
Ross: Wh-wh-what line? The line that prompted a student in my last class of the day to say uh, (In a college frat boy voice) "Dude, dont you ever was your face?"
Monica: Wait a minute...Joey. Joey you can't ask her out, she's your roommate. It-it'll be way too complicated.
Rachel: No! No! Seriously, whats wrong with the dog?! Wait a minute, what are you doing home so early? What happened to your date?
JANITOR: Oh, yeah, right. There was a break-in, few months back, inside job. Your monkey was taken.
Phoebe: I-I, came to fill your ice cube trays.
Monica: Well, I was going for wrong, but we can use your word.
Chandler: No, no, no... They're really yours. We... found them in your old room.
Joey: Oh, yknow what? Its probably just your burnin loins.
Rachel: Okay, you hard worker! Ill remember to put that in your evaluation.
Chandler: Come on Chloe! Finish up with your customer first. Come on Chloe! Come on Chloe!!
Rachel: (laughs) Oh, I'm sure gonna miss pretending to laugh at your weird jokes that I don't get.
Chandler: Are you sure you weren't (pause) looking at your hands in a mirror?
Ross: Hi Rachel! Here's your sister Amy! She thinks I need pec implants!
Ross: Hey, y'know, Mon, if things wrong out between you and Richards son, youd be able to tell your kids, that you slept with their grandfather.
Dr. Long: Okay, everything looks good. Here it is on the screen. (We see Ross and Rachel looking at the screen.) Here is your uterus. And right here is your baby.
Chandler: That's right! I do! And I'm your man. And I'm going to get us through this situation even if it means you working twice as hard.
Mrs. Geller: (to Monica) Your grandmother would have hated this.
Rachel: Amy, you know what? I was thinking that maybe now it'd be a good time for us to sit down and, you know, talk about your future.
Phoebe: ( in a soothing voice) Relax every muscle in your body. Listen to the plinky-plunky music. Okay, now close you eyes, and think of a happy place. Okay, tell me your happy place.
Gunther: Oh dark mother, once again I suckle at your smokey tit. (hands Chandler back the cigarette.)
Phoebe: Oh no. No-no-no, dont do that! How could I live with myself if I knew I was depriving the world of your music.
Rachel: (takes off her robe) Oh! Look what happened! {Don't get your hopes up guys, we only get to see her from the back or from the neck up. Its times like these I wish that the networks would broadcast some nudity other than Denis Franz's butt.} (In her head.) Huh, check me out! I'm in my kitchen naked! I'm picking up an orange. (Does so) I'm naked! (Goes into the living room) Lighting the candles, naked, and carefully. (She backs anything that might have a point like a candle on her body away.)
Phoebe: Chandler, easy, easy. Go to your happy place. La la la la la la la.
Monica: Ive been doing a lot of thinking. A lot! And umm, well, I came up with a whole bunch of businesses you can do with your van. Okay umm, you could be flower delivery person.
Donny: Uh, Gene, you're gonna have a chance to go to the winner circle in the second half. But right now Henrietta you are going to the winner circle to try your luck for ten thousand dollars, right after this, don't go away.
Kathy: Yes! Yeah! Joey has great hair! Umm, Im basically done here. Just let me get this off your neck.
Rachel: Chandler, I gotta tell you, I love your mom's books! I love her books! I cannot get on a plane without one! I mean, this is so cool!
Rachel: (stands up as well) What?! Me?! What about you and your consummated like bunnies nonsense!
Rachel: Joey? Could you get that? (There is no answer and she goes and opens the door to Joey.) What are you doing here? I thought you were in your room?
Gene: A torch, a bonfire... (Joey seems lost) uhm, your pee...
Nina: Your... excuse me?
Cashier: (looking at the completed address card) Oh, I love your neighborhood. Theres a great gym right around the corner from your building.
Joey: Whoa-whoa-whoa! Before you start handing out wedding rings and planning bachelor parties, dont you have to decide who your best man is gonna be?
Joey: Oh no no no no no... It wasn't... It wasn't because of your money problems, it was for something for her.
Joey: Hey, can I ask you something? In this, in this picture of you and your wife, is your wife Rachel?
Chandler: So in your whole life, you've only been with one(He gets a look too)oh.
PHOEBE: Why don't you play with your roommate?
Rachel: Monica, you should totally put your name down on the list
Joey: What's a matter Ross? What you're nervous about your speech?
Mr. Geller: Eat your fish.
Joey: That kinda sounds like your dream dude.
Wayne: Joey, Joey, I-I-Ill g-get you your job back if you help me out.
Frank Sr.: Yes. Yes it is. I burned the formula and I put your diapers on backwards. I mean, I made up a song to sing you to sleep, but that made you cry even more!
The Interviewer: So it seems like you have a lot of friends, who would you say is your best friend?
Monica: I still say that if we had called your dad we coulda gotten better seats.
ROSS: You know what, this is ridiculous, ok. This is your birthday, this is your party. I say we just put 'em all together and if they can't deal with it, who cares.
Chandler: Oh God, it freaked me out. Okay, I know it shouldnt have, but it did. I mean I like her, I dont want to stop seeing her, but every so often its like Hey, y'know what, wheres your leg? I mean Im the smallest person in the world arent I? Im the smallest person in the world.
Rachel: No. No, no, I'm not ready! How can I be ready? "Hey, Rach! You ready to jump out the airplane without your parachute?" Come on, I can't do this!
Chandler: Why would I kiss a girl, and then put her on your bed?
Phoebe: (reading): Your Visa bill is huge!
Joey: C'mon, she's your mom!
Joey: Yeah! Well, now that you brought it up, our fridge is broken. We have to get a new one. Now, I checked around and your half is $400. Thanks a lot.
Monica: Maybe this wasn't your shot.
Phoebe's Assistant: We've got a couple changes in your schedule. Your 4:00 herbal massage has been pushed back to 4:30 and Miss Somerfield canceled her 5:30 shiatsu.
Ross: Yeah I know. (Pause) On the other hand in um, in about seven months youre gonna have something that youre gonna love more than any guy youve ever gone out with. Just wait. Wait until uh, wait until the first time your baby grabs your finger. You have no idea.
Joey: Did you get your money back?
Phoebe: Well hello, Mrs. Penella! Thank you so much for coming! Well, okay look, here's your umm, 3-D glasses and Reverend Pong will tell you when to put them on.
Amy: You didn't want me to marry the old guy with the great apartment. Then, I tried to help your daughter to de-emphasize her flaws (frantically pointing at her nose) And suddenly I am the bad guy?
Rachel: I think shes checking out your beehive Ross.
Rachel: Oh, Ross, c'mon. It's my fault, I almost lost your...
Joey: What? Are you referring to my man's bag? At first, I thought it just looked good, but it's practical too. Check it out! It's got compartments for all your stuff! Your wallet! Your keys! Your address book!
Amanda: (noticing the bottle of wine he has) Oh, I don't mean to be a square, but I'd really appreciate it if you wait and drink your wine after the kids are asleep? Oh uh, thanks for this, I hope I can do the same for you sometime. (She leaves)
Ross: I see... Thanks very much. (he gets up and walks to the door. On his way out he looks at the photographs Mr Zelner has near his door. He picks one up.) Is this your son?
Joey: So Pheebs, where are you doing all, your bell ringing?