words in movies
ALL: Alright!
JOEY: Alright, just one. [she licks his hands rather emphatically] Wow, you're good at that.
JOEY: Uhh, cause, uhh, I'm a neurosurgeon and that was clearly a case of, uh, uh, foodal chokage. Alright, look, I got to tell you something.
JOEY: Alright look, that's it. I don't think we should see each other anymore, alright. Look, I know I should have told you this a long time ago but I am not Drake Remore, OK. I'm not even a doctor, I'm an actor. I just pretend to be a doctor.
JOEY: OK, alright, the people who threw the water.
CHANDLER: OK that's not what he was doing. Alright, he was looking for his bus money.
RACHEL: Alright, I feel that this is totally unjustified. [Monica starts making faces behind her back] She gave me the green light, I did nothing but-. Do you think I can't see you in the TV set?
PHOEBE: Alright Monica, if there is something that you would like to share...
PHOEBE: Alright, now I will let go if you both stop.
SUSIE: Alright mister, let's see those panties.
SUSIE: Alright. Now I would like to see you wearing nothing but them. Take your clothes off.
SUSIE: Alright, turn around. Time to see you from behind.
CHANDLER: Alright, I hope you realize you're not getting these underpants back.
PHOEBE: Oh alright, stop, STOP THE MADNESS. This is crazy. Who can even remember why this even started in the first place?
JOEY: Alright, alright. [climbs up in the next stall and looks over at Chandler] Woah, someone's flossing.
CHANDLER: Alright, one of you give me your underpants.
CHANDLER: Alright look Ross I'll give you 50 dollars for your underpants.
MONICA: Alright, you see these little flower blossoms? They should be facing up, not down, because, well, the head of the bed is where the sun would be. You don't love me any more do you.
Phoebe: Okay, fine, I�ll move. Alright, you don�t have to manhandle me. (gets up) Where? (he points at a smaller table) Okay. Thank you. Wach.
ROSS: Hey Rach. I, uh, got you a little present. [Rachel is not impressed]. . I'll open it. It's a Slinky! Remember, huh. [sings] Walks down stairs, alone or in pairs, everyone knows it's. . . just a big spring. Alright, you still mad at me becuase of the whole. . .
Ross: I'll be fine, alright? Really, everyone. I hope she'll be very happy.
Joey: Thank you! Alright, let me see how I'm gonna start... "Dear baby adoption decider people..."
Joey: Alright, when'd'ya have it on last?
Monica: That's Paul's watch. You just put it back where you found it. Oh boy. Alright. Goodnight, everybody.
Ross: Then don't do that, alright?
JOEY: [walks out of his room] Hey, this is ridiculous. I'll tell you what. After I get back from my neice's christening, I'll go down to the coffee house with you and we'll all have a nice cup of coffee alright. No problem, Joey's there.
Chandler: Alright.. okay. No. Give it to me.
Chandler: Alright, now try taking a puff.
Rachel: (carrying a tray of drinks) Alright, don't tell me, don't tell me! (Starts handing them out.) Decaf cappucino for Joey.. Coffee black.. Late.. And an iced tea. I'm getting pretty good at this!
Ross: Hold on a second, alright? Just think about what you went through the last time you quit.
Monica: Alright. I'm gonna go change, I've got a date.
Monica: Alright, we have to talk.
Phoebe: Okay, alright, you buy me a soda, and then we're even. Okay?
Ross: Alright, alright, maybe it'll take my mind off it. Do you promise to buy me a big thumb finger?
Chandler: (returns) Yeah, alright.
Monica: Alright. Phoebe?
Joanne: Alright. Let's talk reality for a second.
Ross: Fine. Fine, alright, now you'll never know.
Chandler: OK, alright, last minute lesson, last minute lesson. (holds up two cards) Joey... three... eight. Eight... three. (Joey is unamused) Alright babe, deal the cards.
Chandler: Alright. (on phone) Yes, this is Rachel.
Chandler: Alright, alright, alright. It's been fourteen and a half minutes and you still have not said one word. Oh God, do something. Just make contact, smile!
Joey: ...I'm his butt double. 'Kay? I play Al Pacino's butt. Alright? He goes into the shower, and then- I'm his butt.
Monica: Alright, alright, alright...
Chandler: Nah, not so much. Alright, now we smoke. (Takes a puff.) Oh.. my.. God. (He continues to smoke.)
Monica: Yeah, yeah, it's interesting.. but y'know what? Just for fun, let's see what it looked like in the old spot. (She moves it.) Alright, just to compare. Let's see. Well, it looks good there too. Let's just leave it there for a while.
Rachel: Alright, somebody.
Ross: I'm taking my time, alright? I'm laying the groundwork. Yeah. I mean, every day I get just a little bit closer to...
Jill: Are you alright?
Phoebe: Alright. I looked all over the building and I couldn't find the kitty anywhere.
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.
All: Yeah, okay. Alright.
Phoebe: Okay, alright, I have a question, then.
Phoebe: Are you alright?
Monica: Alright. Just keep him away from me.
Ross: Thank you. (She walks off) C'mon, Marcel, whaddya say you and I do a little mingling? (Marcel runs off) Alright, I'll, uh... catch up with you later.
Chandler: Alright, somebody kiss me. Somebody kiss me, it's midnight! Somebody kiss me!
Chandler: Alright, Janice, that's it! Janice... Janice... Hey, Janice, when I invited you to this party I didn't necessarily think that it meant that we-
Phoebe: Okay. Good-bye, little monkey guy. Alright, I wrote you this poem. Okay, but don't eat it 'till you get on the plane.
MONICA: Alright, you wanna feel better?
Mrs. Bing: Alright, well, be good, I love you. (Kisses him and goes to leave)
Phoebe: Alright, whadyou do with him?
Coma Guy: Alright, I'll call you.
Chandler: That would be no. Look, just because you played tonsil tennis with my mom doesn't mean you know her. Alright? Trust me, you can't talk to her.
Rachel: Alright, that's it! Give it back! That's it!
Mrs. Bing: Alright. (Kisses him)
Chandler: Alright, so I'm back in high school, I'm standing in the middle of the cafeteria, and I realize I am totally naked.
Phoebe: 'Cause he was creepy, and mean, and a little frightening... alright, still, it's nice to have a date on Valentine's Day!
MONICA: Money is so impersonal. Cookies says someone really cares. . . Alright, we're broke, but cookies do say that.
Ross: Alright, I panicked, alright? She took me by surprise. You know, but it wasn't a total loss. I mean, we ended up cuddling.
Ross: Alright... (lifts Marcel away)
Joey: (walks to catch up to him) Alright, look, I'll start, OK?
Joey: Alright, now you say something.
Phoebe: Alright, could I just ask you one question?
Steve: I was just being polite, but, alright.
Steve: Alright, we'll share.
Phoebe: Alright, well, maybe now its not okay.
Ross: Carol, honey, shhh, shhh, everythings gonna be alright.
Monica: Are you alright?
Phoebe: Alright, so, can we turn this off? Can we just make it... make them go away? Because I cant, I cant watch.
Monica: Okay, ooh, alright. Name, address... Okay, in case of emergency, call?
Rachel: Well, alright, then, forget it. (Getting up to go) Might as well just go home. Ow ow ow ow!
Chandler: Alright, what have we learned so far?
Joey: (turning around) Alright, alright. I'm around. Go ahead.
Ross: Alright, now, you sure? Phoebe just threw away two jacks because they didn't look happy...
Phoebe: Is he alright?
ROSS: Well, this was fun. Uh, we should really do it again sometime, wha'dya say? Ok. Alright so I've got him.
Chandler: (to the girls) We were playing poker, alright...
Joey: There was chocolate on the three. It looked like an eight, alright?
Phoebe: Oh, OK, so then what is it? Some kind of... you know, like, like... some kind of, y'know, like... alright, what is it?
Chandler: Yeah, I believe I was talking to Joey, alright there, Mother-Kisser? (Goes to the counter)
Ross: Alright boys, let's eat.
Joey: You know what, you guys? It's their first time, why don't we just forget about the money, alright?
Monica: Alright, you know, we got it, we got it. Let's play for real. High stakes... big bucks...
Phoebe: Alright, here's my $7.50. (Hands them the money) But I think you should know that this money is cursed.
Ross: Alright.
Chandler: That's alright, I'll take it. Bad things happen to me anyway. This way I can break 'em up with a movie.
Monica: Alright, check.
Joey: Alright, well, I'm gonna order a pizza. (gets up)
Joey: Alright now listen, you guys, we talked about it, and if you don't want to play, we completely understand.
Ross: Alright.
Joey: Me too. Alright, whattaya got.
PHOEBE: Look kibbles, bits. Oh God, alright, get the hell off my leg you yippity piece of crap. [Flings the dog off and jumps in the cab. The dog keeps jumping up to the window.] Ok, alright, we have a problem.
Chandler: Alright, here's ten. (gives it to him)
Monica: Alright, Cincinnati, no blinds, everybody ante. (deals cards)
Teacher: Alright people, now everyone grab a partner.
Joey: (to Ross): Ahhh, that's alright. Y'know, that's a tough hand to beat.
Ross: Alright, I've gotta go. C'mon, Marcel! C'mon! We're gonna go take a bath. Yes we are, aren't we? Yes, we are.
Rachel: Oh God... Okay. Alright. Alright. Okay. Ross, please don't hate me.
Chandler: But only because I was up all night worried about this meeting, aint that funny? Irony? Not a fan, alright (he sits down). See, heres the thing. I went home and told my wife about Tulsa and she wont go. See, me, I love Tulsa! Tulsa is heaven! Tulsa is ItalyPlease dont make me go there!
Ross: Alright, I want my monkey.
Joey: We can't, alright? (To the women) We're sorry. You have no idea how sorry, but... We promised we'd find this monkey. If you see him, he's about yea high and answers to the name Marcel, so if we could get some pictures of you, you'd really be helping us out.
Phoebe: Here, look, alright, does this help?
MONICA: Alright, for the bizillionth time, yes I see other women in shower at the gym, and no I don't look.
Ross: Yeah... I guess. I don'tI don't know. Alright, just... just give her this for me, OK? (gives Chandler a gift for Rachel)
Rachel: OK, alright, OK, um... then could you please, uh... just give him a message for me? Please? This is very important.
Rachel: Alright, c'mon! (Miserably) Let's play Twister!
Flight Attendant: Alright. What's the message?