words in movies
Rachel: (standing up) Ahh... Chandler's on the couch!!
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.
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!
JANITOR: Ahh, the bat. Ambassador of darkness, flitting out of his cave like a winged messenger, sightless spectre of the macabe.
JOEY: Ahh!
Chandler: Ahh, Hotties of the Paleontology Department, theres a big selling calendar, eh?
DUNCAN: Ahh, look at you, you look great.
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]
MR. TREEGER: Ahh, is it hot? My body always stays cool, probably 'cause I have so much skin. Hey, cheese!
MICH: Oh, that does sound. . .Ahh.
MR. TREEGER: Ahh, if it was mistletoe, I was gonna kiss ya.
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.
RACHEL: Ahh, so do you, beautiful. [they hug]
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?
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.
JOEY: Ahh. What the hell are you doing to me man.
EVERYONE: Ahh.
JOEY: Ahh, you drive safe.
Ross: Wooooooo, hehehe. Hey, ahh, you don't feel like you're gonna throw up, do ya?
Joey: 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...
Pete: Ahh, Id throw another thousand on that.
Ross: Yeah, little change in plans. Ahh, were gonna break-up instead.
Carol: Ahh, nooo!!
Ross: Ahh, no.
Ross: Ahh. (notices the table) Ooh, is this a ah, is this a bad time?
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.
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?
Phoebe Sr: Ahh, yes.
Mr. Treeger:: Okay ahh, well, just ahh, follow my lead. (Turns on some music)
Joey: Oh, ahh, go to the window. Im wanna run down to the truck and show you something.
Joey: Well Ahh, (he sees Kate and the director kissing) yeah! Yeah, sure, a drink sounds great.
Ross: Ahh, the one next to my foot. Sorry.
Interviewer: So it looks like youve got some great experience here. Lets see ahh, reason for leaving last job?
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.
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.
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.
Ross: Ahh, no, Im good.
Chandler: Oh, ahh, no thanks, I just had an M&M.
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?!
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:: No, I ahh, had another idea.
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!
Drew: Ahh, I just got out of a big relationship, Im not looking for any thing serious.
Ross: Ahh.
Chandler: Ahh, come on! Yknow whatyknow what, I think Im just gonna go home and call Kathy.
Chandler: So, ahh, how are ya? How ya...How ya... You okay?
Susan: Ahh!
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?
Ross: Ahh, whoo-hoo!!(He runs back out the door.
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.
Chandler: Ahh, you know what? That is....Who wouldnt want you?
Passenger: Ahh, ahh, excuse me.
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.
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?
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?
Larry: Ahh that's the 2 points.
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: 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: Ah! Ahh!! Ahh!!
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.
Ross: Oh, hey, hey Rach, do you notice anything..ahh
Ross: Ahh, I-I did leave the gel on a little longer then it said to.
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!
Chandler: Ahh yes, the messers become the messies!
Rachel: Ahh.
Rachel: Ahh .So Wow The spring line, its really going to be great this year, huh?
Chandler: Ahh, just like the apothecary tables of yore
Joey: Ahh, to be 13 again.
Monica: (startled) Ahh! Arent you dressed yet?
Joey: Ahh, I'm gonna go get some chicken. Want some?
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!!!
Ross: So I finally heard back from Aunt Sheryl and apparently it wasnt a mistake. Ahh, theres-theres limited seating in the hall.
Mr. Treeger:: Right. (Starts to leave) Hey, ahh, you wanna come? Marge has a girlfriend.