words in movies
Phoebe: Ok, somebody is on their way to ruin wedding okay. And I have to warn somebody, alright. So if you dont give me that number then Im going to come over there and kick your snooty ass all the way to New Glocken..shire.
Ross: (Holding him back.)Dad, dad, please. Look I dont want anything to upset Emily tonight. Alright, she's had a hard enough couple of days as it is. (Picks up the bill.) Now here, here, let me go talk to him, okay?
Joey: (Whispering.) Pisst, Monica. Alright, we really need to start looking out for Rachel. Ill cover the front door. You watch that big hole at the back of the building and I got Chandler covering Ross.
Chandler: Alright, you did it! Do we have any fruit?
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!
Ross: Alright. (to Rachel): Your money's mine, Green.
DUNCAN: Oh, yeah, um, alright, I kinda need a divorce.
Rachel: Alright. In high school I was the prom queen and I was the homecoming queen and the class president and you... were also there! But if you take this monkey, I will lose one of the most important people in my life. You can hate me if you want, but please do not punish him. C'mon, Luisa, you have a chance to be the bigger person here! Take it!
CHAN: Alright, OK, alright. But if we put on spandex and my boobs are bigger than yours, I'm goin' home.
MNCA: Alright.
MICH: Alright.
GUY: Alright, fine. [on the phone] I'll call you back. [hands the phone to her]
RACH: Alright, I got it Ross.
RACH: Alright, fine, you go ahead and you do that, alright Ross.
Frank Jr.: Alright, alright, alright. Remember what we talked about. When we're in a public place, there are certain rules.
PHOEBE: No it isn't, this is my dad, alright, I'll show you.
GRANDMOTHER: Alright, that is not your father, that's just a picture of a guy in a frame.
PHOEBE: Alright, here, you have to hold this. [hands Chandler a piece of paper]
CHANDLER: Alright.
CHANDLER: Alright, we're gettin' closer.
ROSS: Alright, alright, here's the chance. Monica give him cash, Rachel give him your earrings. Something, now, anything. MONICA: No, I will not cave. RACHEL: Yeah, I'm with Mon. ROSS: Alright, alright, you know how you say I never seize the day? Well, alright, even though he's your super, I'm seizing. [approaches Mr. Treeger] Mr. Treeger, here is 50 bucks, merry Christmas. [Gives him the cash.]
JOEY: Uh, listen Phoebs, I know you're not goin' in there but do you think it'd be alright if I went in and used his bathroom? Oh, that's fine, never mind. Cool, snow, kinda like a blank canvas.
CHAN: OK, look, that is one guy's opinion, alright. Phoebs, read yours.
JOEY: No, I'm alright man. Really.
JOEY: Hey no, seriously, I don't need you to pick me... [Fun Bobby picks Joey up off the ground, bounces him. Joey laughs.] Alright! It still works.
MNCA: Alright, here you go, sweetie. [hands Fun Bobby his coffee]
MNCA: Oh, he's sober alright. Just turns out that Fun Bobby was fun for a reason.
PHOE: Alright, don't say that. He's probably always been dull. You just, you know, set it free.
ROSS: Alright.
JOEY: I just... I just don't think that I want it that way though, y'know? I mean, let's say I do make it, alright? I'm always gonna look back and wonder if it was because of my talent or because of.. y'know, the Little General.
CHAN: It's alright. Is she good-looking?
JOEY: Alright... I've got to go shower. [leaves]
ROSS: It's alright, it's no big deal.
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.
ALL: Alright!
PHOEBE: Alright Monica, if there is something that you would like to share...
CHANDLER: OK that's not what he was doing. Alright, he was looking for his bus money.
JOEY: OK, alright, the people who threw the water.
SUSIE: Alright mister, let's see those panties.
PHOEBE: Alright, now I will let go if you both stop.
CHANDLER: No, I'm alright, thanks.
CHANDLER: Alright, one of you give me your underpants.
MONICA: They'r alright.
MONICA: Alright, well I'm tearing the lettuce.
MONICA: Alright that's great, then just go. Go Knicks.
ROSS: OK, fine, well I'm not gonna watch, alright.
CHANDLER: Alright, alright, but you better be wearing clothes when I open my eyes.
RACHEL: Alright, just put your hands out and I'll back up into them.
MONICA: Alright.
JOEY: Alright, well next time you take a shower, think about the last thing I wash and the first thing you wash.
INTERVIEWER: Alright, lets see if you're as good in person as you are on paper. Make me a salad.
DR. BURKE: Yeah, that's my job. Alright, look up. . . look down, now open your eyes, now look down. That's right, look into the light. Now look at me. . . OK. Your eyes look good. Those are good eyes.
RACHEL: Alright you guys, I'm takin' off my shirt.
RICHARD: I know, I know. Just hang in there, OK. OK, I'll go out first, alright.
TATTOO ARTIST: Alright, blonde girl, you're in room two, not so blonde girl, you're with me.
JOEY: No, we're alright.
JOEY: Alright, you're on. I can take two minutes out of my day to kick your ass.
ROSS: Alright, shall we?
MONICA: Alright.
JOEY: Alright, you want the truth? I'm thinkin' about it.
JOEY: Alright, no peeking. No peeking, no peeking, no peeking.
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.
ROSS: Look, I know you don't want to hear this right now but, we've seen him in his new place, alright. And he's happy, he's, he's decorated.
EDDIE: Alright, here you go my friend. Eggs a-la Eddie, huh?
EDDIE: Yeah alright, that sounds alright.
CHANDLER: Alright, so what's it about?
JOEY: Hey, this isn't about juice anymore, alright man.
MONICA: Alright, I'll tell you what. I'll come get you in 5 minutes with some sort of um, kabob emergency.
CHANDLER: No he's, he's alright, just uh, he spends most of his time in his room.
PHOEBE: Oh, this is so nice. Alright I have to make a speech. I just wanna say that of all the guys that Monica has been with, and that is a lot, I like you the best.
MONICA: Alright, before I tell you, uh, why don't you tell me how many women you've been with.
CHANDLER: [stares in disbeliefe] Yeah o-, OK, alright. [oven timer goes off] Doesn't matter, time for Baywatch.
PHOEBE: Alright, so, what, he's not a famous tree surgeon? And then, I guess, OK, he doesn't live in a hut in Burma where there's no phones?
RICHARD: What? Alright, what about my two?
CHANDLER: Yeah alright. What're these, raisins?
DR. REMORE: Oh, ok. Alright.
MONICA: Alright, I tell you what, I'll give this to you now if you can tell me where we keep the dustpan.
MONICA: Alright.
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: Oh, alright, that's it, now I have to go see him.
MONICA: Huuh, alright, Danny Arshak, ninth grade. Oh, c'mon Rach, you know the bottle was totally pointing at me.
ROSS: Alright, alright, ok. Bye.
ROSS: Yeah alright.
JOEY: Alright, just one. [she licks his hands rather emphatically] Wow, you're good at that.
BIG BULLY: Alright, let's take this outside.
CHANDLER: Alright, I'll tell you what, you call the couch and then, and then we'll call the couch, and we'll see who it comes to.
ROSS: Alright, that's it. I've had enough of this, alright. Gunther, these guys are trying to take our seat.
FRANK: Alright.
PHOEBE: Alright. So um, stilts huh?
PHOEBE: Alright, I'm, I'm gonna go. I'm sorry about the dog, everything. I'm sorry.
CHANDLER: Alright, let's do this.
FRANK: Cool, alright. So maybe, ya know, I could give you a call sometime, we could talk or somethin'.
LITTLE BULLY: Alright.
ROSS: Alright.
CHANDLER: Alright, hang on a second there Custer.
JOEY: Hey I liked her, alright. Maybe, maybe too much. I don't know I guess I just got scared.
MONICA: Alright. If you guys don't want it to be special, fine. You can throw any kind of party you want.
ROSS: Scotch. Alright, I'll be back in 10 seconds with your scotch on the rocks in a glass.
MR. GREENE: Alright, that sounds like a two person job. [they walk into Rachel's bedroom]
MONICA: Chandler could you at least send some women to my party? [buzzer goes off] Alright that's Ross.
PHOEBE: Alright, I can get you out.
MR. GREENE:Alright, alright, I can get my own coat.