words in movies
Joey: Ahh, I'm gonna go get some chicken. Want some?
Chandler: Ahh, no thanks. No chicken, bye-bye then.
Chandler: Ooh! Ahh, Pheebs, was gonna tell a story.
JANITOR: Ahh, the bat. Ambassador of darkness, flitting out of his cave like a winged messenger, sightless spectre of the macabe.
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!
Customer: (To Rachel) Ahh, miss? More coffee?
Chandler: Ahh, Hotties of the Paleontology Department, theres a big selling calendar, eh?
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]
MICH: Oh, that does sound. . .Ahh.
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?
LIPSON: Ahh, I'm afraid I have some bad news. Marcel has passed on.
MR. TREEGER: Ahh, if it was mistletoe, I was gonna kiss ya.
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.
RACHEL: Ahh, so do you, beautiful. [they hug]
CHANDLER: Ahh, so how many cameras are actually on you?
Joey: Whoa-whoa, dont we need to do some kinda preparation first? Like ahh, get really drunk?
MRS. GELLER: Ahh, are you hadsome.
PHOEBE: Ahh. OK, let's see yours again.
PHOEBE: Ahh.
JOEY: Ahh.
JANITOR: Hmm, Lipson knows huh? Ahh, hello Mr. Opossum, enigma of the trees, upside-down denizen of the night, taunting gravity with...
EVERYONE: Ahh.
JOEY: Ahh, you drive safe.
JOEY: Ahh. What the hell are you doing to me man.
JOEY: Ahh, forget about it, I'm havin' a ball. How's the apartment doin'
Joey: Ahh!
Ross: Wooooooo, hehehe. Hey, ahh, you don't feel like you're gonna throw up, do ya?
Ross: Ahh. (notices the table) Ooh, is this a ah, is this a bad time?
Ross: Ahh, no.
Ross: Yeah, little change in plans. Ahh, were gonna break-up instead.
Carol: Ahh, nooo!!
Pete: Ahh, Id throw another thousand on that.
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.
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.
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.
Mr. Treeger:: Okay ahh, well, just ahh, follow my lead. (Turns on some music)
Ross: Ahh, the one next to my foot. Sorry.
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!!
Phoebe Sr: Ahh, yes.
Ross: Ahh, no, Im good.
Chandler: Oh, ahh, no thanks, I just had an M&M.
Chandler: Ohh, she's pretty. Pretty ahh, pretty girl, the pretty--she's pretty.
Mrs. Geller: Ahh, thats what your Grandmothers hands looked like when we found her.
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?!
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: 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.
Mr. Treeger:: Ahh, thanks but no. You see I-I think Im ready to dance with girls.
Phoebe: Oh yeah, oh and I know, but this isnt what it looks like, cause Rick is my ahh, husband.
Interviewer: So it looks like youve got some great experience here. Lets see ahh, reason for leaving last job?
Mr. Treeger:: No, I ahh, had another idea.
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.
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!
Susan: Ahh!
Ross: Ahh.
Mrs. Geller: Ahh, are you hadsome.
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!
Mr. Waltham: Ahh, then you have to give us the lawn ornaments.
Joey: Ahh, the babies miss me?
Chandler: Ahh, you know what? That is....Who wouldnt want you?
Ross: Ahh, whoo-hoo!!(He runs back out the door.
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.
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.
Larry: Ahh that's the 2 points.
Joey: Ahhoy! That was the underwear I was wearing that night in London. Right Monica?
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.)
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: Ah! Ahh!! Ahh!!
Chandler: Ahh, ooh, try a hard 8.
Rachel: Ahh.
David: Ahh! Sh(Beep)it that hurt!
Rachel: Ahh .So Wow The spring line, its really going to be great this year, huh?
Chandler: Ahh, I think it just moved. Its really poking me.
Ross: Ahh, I-I did leave the gel on a little longer then it said to.
Ross: Oh, hey, hey Rach, do you notice anything..ahh
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?
Joey: Ahh, to be 13 again.
Chandler: Ahh, just like the apothecary tables of yore
Monica: (startled) Ahh! Arent you dressed yet?
Joey: Ahh, yes. (Pushes Rachel in front of himself so that she could do the talking.)
Rachel: Ahh. Thank you!
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: (frustrated) Ahh! There's gotta be a way. I mean, you know, if Monica and Chandler move out here and now Phoebe is married to Mike. That just leaves me and Ross and Rach, you know what I mean?
Richard: Ahh.
Chandler: (entering) Ahh, third base.
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.)
Ross: Right, they are scary. (He jumps up, screaming) Ahh, she just ate a treat out of my hand!!!
Mr. Treeger:: Right. (Starts to leave) Hey, ahh, you wanna come? Marge has a girlfriend.