words in movies
Chandler: Alright. Once I got on the subway, right, and it was at night, and I rode it all the way to Brooklyn... just for the hell of it.
Ross: Fine. Fine, alright, now you'll never know.
Ross: Alright. There's a theory, put forth by Richard Leakey-
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.
Ross: Alright, you madcap gal. Try to imagine this. The phone bill arrives, but you don't pay it right away.
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...
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.
ALL: Alright!
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: 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.
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.
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.
CHANDLER: No, I'm alright, thanks.
ROSS: OK, fine, well I'm not gonna watch, alright.
MONICA: 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.
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.
JOEY: Alright, well next time you take a shower, think about the last thing I wash and the first thing you wash.
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.
ROSS: Alright, shall we?
TATTOO ARTIST: Alright, blonde girl, you're in room two, not so blonde girl, you're with me.
MONICA: Alright.
RICHARD: I know, I know. Just hang in there, OK. OK, I'll go out first, alright.
JOEY: Alright, you want the truth? I'm thinkin' about it.
JOEY: No, we're alright.
JOEY: Alright, you're on. I can take two minutes out of my day to kick your ass.
JOEY: Alright, no peeking. No peeking, no peeking, no peeking.
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.
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.
EDDIE: Alright, here you go my friend. Eggs a-la Eddie, huh?
JOEY: Hey, this isn't about juice anymore, alright man.
CHANDLER: Alright, so what's it about?
MONICA: Alright, I'll tell you what. I'll come get you in 5 minutes with some sort of um, kabob emergency.
EDDIE: Yeah alright, that sounds alright.
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.
CHANDLER: No he's, he's alright, just uh, he spends most of his time in his room.
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?
MONICA: Alright, before I tell you, uh, why don't you tell me how many women you've been with.
RICHARD: What? Alright, what about my two?
CHANDLER: [stares in disbeliefe] Yeah o-, OK, alright. [oven timer goes off] Doesn't matter, time for Baywatch.
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.
DR. REMORE: Oh, ok. 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?
CHANDLER: Yeah alright. What're these, raisins?
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.
PHOEBE: Oh, alright, that's it, now I have to go see him.
ROSS: Yeah alright.
JOEY: Alright, just one. [she licks his hands rather emphatically] Wow, you're good at that.
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.
BIG BULLY: Alright, let's take this outside.
PHOEBE: Alright, I'm, I'm gonna go. I'm sorry about the dog, everything. I'm sorry.
PHOEBE: Alright. So um, stilts huh?
FRANK: Alright.
FRANK: Cool, alright. So maybe, ya know, I could give you a call sometime, we could talk or somethin'.
CHANDLER: Alright, let's do this.
LITTLE BULLY: Alright.
ROSS: Alright.
MONICA: Alright. If you guys don't want it to be special, fine. You can throw any kind of party you want.
JOEY: Hey I liked her, alright. Maybe, maybe too much. I don't know I guess I just got scared.
CHANDLER: Alright, hang on a second there Custer.
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.
ROSS: Scotch. Alright, I'll be back in 10 seconds with your scotch on the rocks in a glass.
GIRL 1: Alright, let me just get my coat.
PHOEBE: Alright, I'm sorry but these people needed me. They work hard all week, it's Saturday night, they deserve to have a little fun. Go.
LITTLE BULLY: Let's do this alright.
MR. GREENE:Alright, alright, I can get my own coat.
LITTLE BULLY: Look, here's what we'll do. We'll put all keys and watches in the hat over there. Alright. [they all put their keys and watches in the hat and put it on a mail box] Alright, c'mon man, let's do this.
RICHARD: Oh, alright.