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. . .
Joey: Thank you! Alright, let me see how I'm gonna start... "Dear baby adoption decider people..."
Chandler: Alright, now try taking a puff.
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.
Ross: I'll be fine, alright? Really, everyone. I hope she'll be very happy.
Monica: That's Paul's watch. You just put it back where you found it. Oh boy. Alright. Goodnight, everybody.
Joey: Alright, when'd'ya have it on last?
Ross: Then don't do that, alright?
Chandler: Alright.. okay. No. Give it to me.
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.
Phoebe: Okay, alright, you buy me a soda, and then we're even. Okay?
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.
Monica: Alright, we have to talk.
Chandler: (returns) Yeah, alright.
Monica: Alright. Phoebe?
Ross: Alright, alright, maybe it'll take my mind off it. Do you promise to buy me a big thumb finger?
Joanne: Alright. Let's talk reality for a second.
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!
Chandler: Nah, not so much. Alright, now we smoke. (Takes a puff.) Oh.. my.. God. (He continues to smoke.)
Chandler: Alright. (on phone) Yes, this is Rachel.
Ross: Fine. Fine, alright, now you'll never know.
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...
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...
Rachel: Alright, somebody.
Jill: Are you alright?
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.
All: Yeah, okay. 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.
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.
Phoebe: Okay, alright, I have a question, then.
Monica: Alright. Just keep him away from me.
MONICA: Alright, you wanna feel better?
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-
Chandler: Alright, somebody kiss me. Somebody kiss me, it's midnight! Somebody kiss me!
Phoebe: Are you alright?
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.
Phoebe: Alright, whadyou do with him?
Coma Guy: Alright, I'll call you.
Mrs. Bing: Alright. (Kisses him)
Rachel: Alright, that's it! Give it back! That's it!
Mrs. Bing: Alright, well, be good, I love you. (Kisses him and goes to leave)
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.
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.
Phoebe: 'Cause he was creepy, and mean, and a little frightening... alright, still, it's nice to have a date on Valentine's Day!
Ross: Alright... (lifts Marcel away)
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.
Joey: (walks to catch up to him) Alright, look, I'll start, OK?
Steve: Alright, we'll share.
Joey: Alright, now you say something.
Steve: I was just being polite, but, alright.
Joey: (turning around) Alright, alright. I'm around. Go ahead.
Phoebe: Alright, well, maybe now its not okay.
Ross: Carol, honey, shhh, shhh, everythings gonna be alright.
Phoebe: Alright, could I just ask you one question?
Chandler: Alright, what have we learned so far?
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!
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.
Chandler: (to the girls) We were playing poker, alright...
ROSS: Well, this was fun. Uh, we should really do it again sometime, wha'dya say? Ok. Alright so I've got him.
Phoebe: Is he alright?
Ross: Alright, now, you sure? Phoebe just threw away two jacks because they didn't look happy...
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?
Joey: You know what, you guys? It's their first time, why don't we just forget about the money, alright?
Chandler: Yeah, I believe I was talking to Joey, alright there, Mother-Kisser? (Goes to the counter)
Monica: Alright, you know, we got it, we got it. Let's play for real. High stakes... big bucks...
Ross: Alright boys, let's eat.
Joey: Alright now listen, you guys, we talked about it, and if you don't want to play, we completely understand.
Ross: Alright.
Ross: Alright.
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.
Phoebe: Alright, here's my $7.50. (Hands them the money) But I think you should know that this money is cursed.
Chandler: That's alright, I'll take it. Bad things happen to me anyway. This way I can break 'em up with a movie.
Joey: Me too. Alright, whattaya got.
Joey: Alright, well, I'm gonna order a pizza. (gets up)
Monica: Alright, check.
Chandler: Alright, here's ten. (gives it to him)
Monica: Alright, Cincinnati, no blinds, everybody ante. (deals cards)
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!
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.
Ross: Alright, I want my monkey.
Teacher: Alright people, now everyone grab a partner.
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.
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)
Phoebe: Here, look, alright, does this help?
Rachel: OK, alright, OK, um... then could you please, uh... just give him a message for me? Please? This is very important.
DUNCAN: Oh, yeah, um, alright, I kinda need a divorce.
Phoebe: Hi, Ben. I'm your father. I am... the head. Aaaaaahhhh.... (puts picture down, sees Ross staring at her) Alright, this barbecue is gonna be very fun.