words in movies
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: 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..."
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?
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, now try taking a puff.
Ross: Then don't do that, alright?
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!
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.
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.
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.. okay. No. Give it to me.
Phoebe: Okay, alright, you buy me a soda, and then we're even. Okay?
Chandler: Nah, not so much. Alright, now we smoke. (Takes a puff.) Oh.. my.. God. (He continues to smoke.)
Ross: Fine. Fine, alright, now you'll never know.
Chandler: Alright. (on phone) Yes, this is Rachel.
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: 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: 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: 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.
Phoebe: Okay, alright, I have a question, then.
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.
Rachel: Alright, somebody.
Jill: Are you alright?
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.
Monica: Alright. Just keep him away from me.
Phoebe: Are you alright?
MONICA: Alright, you wanna feel better?
Chandler: Alright, somebody kiss me. Somebody kiss me, it's midnight! Somebody kiss me!
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.
Mrs. Bing: Alright, well, be good, I love you. (Kisses him and goes to leave)
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!
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.
MONICA: Money is so impersonal. Cookies says someone really cares. . . Alright, we're broke, but cookies do say that.
Ross: Alright... (lifts Marcel away)
Joey: (turning around) Alright, alright. I'm around. Go ahead.
Ross: Carol, honey, shhh, shhh, everythings gonna be alright.
Joey: Alright, now you say something.
Steve: I was just being polite, but, alright.
Joey: (walks to catch up to him) Alright, look, I'll start, OK?
Steve: Alright, we'll share.
Phoebe: Alright, well, maybe now its not okay.
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.
Phoebe: Alright, could I just ask you one question?
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: Well, this was fun. Uh, we should really do it again sometime, wha'dya say? Ok. Alright so I've got him.
Chandler: Alright, what have we learned so far?
Ross: Alright, now, you sure? Phoebe just threw away two jacks because they didn't look happy...
Phoebe: Is he alright?
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.
Phoebe: Alright, here's my $7.50. (Hands them the money) But I think you should know that this money is cursed.
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...
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.
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)
Ross: Alright, I want my monkey.
Monica: Alright, check.
Monica: Alright, Cincinnati, no blinds, everybody ante. (deals cards)
Chandler: Alright, here's ten. (gives it to him)
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.
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.
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: Yeah... I guess. I don'tI don't know. Alright, just... just give her this for me, OK? (gives Chandler a gift for Rachel)
Teacher: Alright people, now everyone grab a partner.
MONICA: Alright, for the bizillionth time, yes I see other women in shower at the gym, and no I don't look.
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.
Flight Attendant: Alright. What's the message?
Chandler: Alright, you did it! Do we have any fruit?
Ross: Alright. (to Rachel): Your money's mine, Green.
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: Alright, c'mon! (Miserably) Let's play Twister!