words in movies
Ross: Ahh.
Phoebe: Oh this, well Im glad you asked. (She opens the case and removes a knife and an soda can.) Now, dont you hate it when you have to cut a tin can with an ordinary steak knife? (She efficiently cuts it in half.) Ahh! Now, I know what youre thinking
MRS. GREENE: Oh well thank you. Such a gentleman. Thank you. [Chandler takes the hot pink coat and grimaces at it] Ahh, it all looks so nice, so festive, all the balloons... [Chandler, remembering that Joey and Mr. Greene are in the bedroom, throws her coat in a cupboard] The funniest thing happened to me on the way here. I was...[Joey peeks out]
JANITOR: Ahh, the bat. Ambassador of darkness, flitting out of his cave like a winged messenger, sightless spectre of the macabe.
Customer: (To Rachel) Ahh, miss? More coffee?
Joey: Come on Treeger, dont say that. You just ahh, you just need more practice. Here, come on, lets ahh, lets try it again. Come on. (they start dancing again) Plus, it was, it was probably mostly my fault, anyway. I mean, yknow, Im not really that comfortable dancing with a(Treeger throws him) We-he!! Hey!
MRS. GELLER: Ahh, are you hadsome.
Chandler: Ahh, Hotties of the Paleontology Department, theres a big selling calendar, eh?
DUNCAN: Ahh, look at you, you look great.
JOEY: Ahh!
MR. TREEGER: Ahh, is it hot? My body always stays cool, probably 'cause I have so much skin. Hey, cheese!
PHOEBE: Ahh, toilet seat covers! Is that what you were doing while I was getting gas?
ROSS: Ahh, oh that's OK, I mean, he's probably got, you know, parties to go to and stuff. But, ya know, he's moved on. Hey, that, that's the way it goes right.
CHANDLER: Ahh, so how many cameras are actually on you?
MICH: Oh, that does sound. . .Ahh.
MR. TREEGER: Ahh, if it was mistletoe, I was gonna kiss ya.
LIPSON: Ahh, I'm afraid I have some bad news. Marcel has passed on.
RACHEL: Ahh, so do you, beautiful. [they hug]
PHOEBE: Ahh.
Joey: Whoa-whoa, dont we need to do some kinda preparation first? Like ahh, get really drunk?
JOEY: Ahh.
PHOEBE: Ahh. OK, let's see yours again.
EVERYONE: Ahh.
JOEY: Ahh, forget about it, I'm havin' a ball. How's the apartment doin'
JANITOR: Hmm, Lipson knows huh? Ahh, hello Mr. Opossum, enigma of the trees, upside-down denizen of the night, taunting gravity with...
Joey: Ahh!
JOEY: Ahh, you drive safe.
JOEY: Ahh. What the hell are you doing to me man.
Ross: Ahh, no.
Ross: Wooooooo, hehehe. Hey, ahh, you don't feel like you're gonna throw up, do ya?
Pete: Ahh, Id throw another thousand on that.
Ross: Yeah, little change in plans. Ahh, were gonna break-up instead.
Ross: Ahh. (notices the table) Ooh, is this a ah, is this a bad time?
Carol: Ahh, nooo!!
Rachel: Yeah. Ahh, heres a box of your stuff. (hands him a box)
Chandler: So, ahh, what kind of powers would Gold Man have?
Phoebe: Ahh, his work is done.
The Salesman: Actually its, Vatican City. Now ahh, what do you know about vulcanised rubber?
Joey: Oh, ahh, go to the window. Im wanna run down to the truck and show you something.
Joey: (sees hes watching Baywatch) Ohhh. (sees he still has the chick) Ahh! What are you doing?! I thought you were gonna take her back to the store today.
Mr. Treeger:: Okay ahh, well, just ahh, follow my lead. (Turns on some music)
Joey: Well Ahh, (he sees Kate and the director kissing) yeah! Yeah, sure, a drink sounds great.
Monica: Ahh, Pete, the other day when you said you needed to talk, umm, just so I know, is it good news or bad news.
Rachel: (standing up) Ahh... Chandler's on the couch!!
Ross: Ahh, the one next to my foot. Sorry.
Phoebe Sr: Ahh, yes.
Chandler: Oh, ahh, no thanks, I just had an M&M.
Ross: Ahh, no, Im good.
Chandler: Ohh, she's pretty. Pretty ahh, pretty girl, the pretty--she's pretty.
Mr. Treeger:: Ahh, forget it! Ill never be any good at this, my mom was right, Im just a big potato with arms, and legs, and a head.
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?!
Mrs. Geller: Ahh, thats what your Grandmothers hands looked like when we found her.
Joey: Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Like-like when Im doing something exciting and I dont wanna get too excited, I just ahh, yknow try to thing of other things like ah sandwiches, and ah baseball, and ah Chandler!
Joey: All right, Im here, lets ahh, get this over with.
Mark: Ahh! Fair, schmair! Y'know? Look, if you want to get back at Ross, I am here for you. Really? No-no, I say-I say, I say we get back at him right on this couch. Right here!
Mr. Treeger:: No, I ahh, had another idea.
Interviewer: So it looks like youve got some great experience here. Lets see ahh, reason for leaving last job?
Phoebe: Oh yeah, oh and I know, but this isnt what it looks like, cause Rick is my ahh, husband.
Mr. Treeger:: Ahh, thanks but no. You see I-I think Im ready to dance with girls.
Drew: Ahh, I just got out of a big relationship, Im not looking for any thing serious.
Chandler: Ahh, come on! Yknow whatyknow what, I think Im just gonna go home and call Kathy.
Susan: Ahh!
Ross: Ahh, whoo-hoo!!(He runs back out the door.
Rachel: Ohh, please! Cooking soothes me. (They kiss.) Ahh. So, dig in!
Chandler: Ahh, so how many cameras are actually on you?
Phoebe: Just kidding. Ahh!
Joey: Ahh, the babies miss me?
Chandler: Ahh, you know what? That is....Who wouldnt want you?
Chandler: So, ahh, how are ya? How ya...How ya... You okay?
Passenger: Ahh, ahh, excuse me.
Joey: Ahh Pheebs, you know youre still my number one girl.
Mrs. Geller: Ahh, are you hadsome.
Mr. Waltham: Ahh, then you have to give us the lawn ornaments.
Larry: Ahh that's the 2 points.
Joey: Hey, best man number two, Joey Tribbiani. Now Im not good with the jokes like Chandler here. Boy...but ahh, I just want to say congratulation to the happy couple. I first met Ross in this coffee house back home...Home...New York City...Where everybody knows my name. Well anyway, I love you guys. (pointing at everyone.) But not as much as I love America. (Looking at Chandler.) Could we please..go home now?
PHOEBE: No. This game is grotesque. Twenty armless guys joined at the waist by a steel bar, forced to play soccer forever. Ahh, hello, human-rights violation.
Chandler: Ahh, no thanks. No chicken, bye-bye then.
Chandler: Ooh! Ahh, Pheebs, was gonna tell a story.
Joey: Ahh, I'm gonna go get some chicken. Want some?
Ross: Oh, hey, hey Rach, do you notice anything..ahh
Ross: No! Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah! You can have this back when the five pages are done! (After Joey walks past, Ross throws the ball down in pain.) Ahh! (Chandler shows him the burn spots on his oven mitts.)
Chandler: Ah! Ahh!! Ahh!!
Rachel: Ahh.
Joey: Ahhoy! That was the underwear I was wearing that night in London. Right Monica?
Janice: I know! I know! And then you lose your apartment! And then you lose your job! And then your ex-wife gets married so fast! And now the coffeeahh!! Ross, we need to talk.
Chandler: Ahh yes, the messers become the messies!
Chandler: Ahh, ooh, try a hard 8.
David: Ahh! Sh(Beep)it that hurt!
Chandler: Ahh, I think it just moved. Its really poking me.
Rachel: Ahh .So Wow The spring line, its really going to be great this year, huh?
Ross: Ahh, I-I did leave the gel on a little longer then it said to.
Chandler: Ahh, just like the apothecary tables of yore
Ross: (Looking at the posters.) Wow, cool poster. Or should I say groovy poster? (They sit down on the couch. Ross smiles and the black light fluoresces his teeth.) So, ahh, where were we?
Rachel: Ahh. Thank you!
Joey: Ahh, to be 13 again.
Monica: (startled) Ahh! Arent you dressed yet?
Richard: Ahh.
Elizabeth: Ahh, I just have one problem left that I do not know how to solve. Uhh, Rachel maybe you want to come upstairs and help me figure it out?
Joey: Ahh, yes. (Pushes Rachel in front of himself so that she could do the talking.)
Rachel: (startled) Ahh, hi! Hi! Melissa, whats up? Im just uh, about to umm, go out to the store to get some stuff to put in my backpack. Yknow, like dried fruit and granola and stuff. Whats up? (She has put on the backpack.)
Chandler: (entering) Ahh, third base.
Rachel: Ahh!