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.
Ross: Then don't do that, alright?
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..."
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.
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: 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?
Chandler: Alright.. okay. No. Give it to me.
Chandler: Alright, now try taking a puff.
Ross: Hold on a second, alright? Just think about what you went through the last time you quit.
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!
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?
Ross: Alright, alright, maybe it'll take my mind off it. Do you promise to buy me a big thumb finger?
Monica: Alright, we have to talk.
Chandler: (returns) Yeah, alright.
Monica: Alright. Phoebe?
Joanne: Alright. Let's talk reality for a second.
Chandler: Alright. (on phone) Yes, this is Rachel.
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.
Rachel: Alright, somebody.
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...
Chandler: Nah, not so much. Alright, now we smoke. (Takes a puff.) Oh.. my.. God. (He continues to smoke.)
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: 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.
Jill: Are you 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...
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.
Phoebe: Alright. I looked all over the building and I couldn't find the kitty anywhere.
All: Yeah, okay. Alright.
Monica: Alright. Just keep him away from me.
Phoebe: Okay, alright, I have a question, then.
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-
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, so I'm back in high school, I'm standing in the middle of the cafeteria, and I realize I am totally naked.
Phoebe: Are you alright?
MONICA: Alright, you wanna feel better?
Coma Guy: Alright, I'll call you.
Mrs. Bing: Alright. (Kisses him)
Rachel: Alright, that's it! Give it back! That's it!
Chandler: Alright, somebody kiss me. Somebody kiss me, it's midnight! Somebody kiss me!
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?
Mrs. Bing: Alright, well, be good, I love you. (Kisses him and goes to leave)
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!
MONICA: Money is so impersonal. Cookies says someone really cares. . . Alright, we're broke, but cookies do say that.
Joey: (walks to catch up to him) Alright, look, I'll start, OK?
Ross: Alright... (lifts Marcel away)
Joey: Alright, now you say something.
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.
Phoebe: Alright, well, maybe now its not okay.
Joey: (turning around) Alright, alright. I'm around. Go ahead.
Steve: I was just being polite, but, alright.
Steve: Alright, we'll share.
Ross: Carol, honey, shhh, shhh, everythings gonna be alright.
Phoebe: Alright, could I just ask you one question?
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!
Ross: Alright, now, you sure? Phoebe just threw away two jacks because they didn't look happy...
Chandler: Alright, what have we learned so far?
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: 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.
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.
Joey: Alright now listen, you guys, we talked about it, and if you don't want to play, we completely understand.
Ross: Alright.
Joey: Alright, well, I'm gonna order a pizza. (gets up)
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: 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.
Monica: Alright, Cincinnati, no blinds, everybody ante. (deals cards)
Chandler: Alright, here's ten. (gives it to him)
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.
Joey: (to Ross): Ahhh, that's alright. Y'know, that's a tough hand to beat.
Rachel: Oh God... Okay. Alright. Alright. Okay. Ross, please don't hate me.
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.
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.
MONICA: Alright, for the bizillionth time, yes I see other women in shower at the gym, and no I don't look.
Teacher: Alright people, now everyone grab a partner.
Phoebe: Here, look, alright, does this help?
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)
Flight Attendant: Alright. What's the message?
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.
Rachel: OK, alright, OK, um... then could you please, uh... just give him a message for me? Please? This is very important.