words in movies
Rachel: Ross, see! I told you, those swings are evil! Alright, that is it. That is the last time Emma is getting on one of those things for her entire life.
Rachel: Alright fine. I'll do it.
Laura: Is he alright out there by himself?
Mike: Alright, fine. We'll give the money back.
Phoebe: Although... it's also about the wedding... Ugh, alright... here. (she gives the check and pulls it back again) No... Oh God... Oh!
Mike: (takes the check from Phoebe) Ok, look! Enough! Alright? I'm stepping in. I'm putting my foot down! As your future husband I'm going to make this decision for us. (thinking) Now... what do you think we should do?
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?
Flight Attendant: Alright. What's the message?
Rachel: OK, alright, OK, um... then could you please, uh... just give him a message for me? Please? This is very important.
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: Alright, here, you have to hold this. [hands Chandler a piece of paper]
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.
CHANDLER: Alright.
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.
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: No, I'm alright man. Really.
CHAN: OK, look, that is one guy's opinion, alright. Phoebs, read yours.
PHOE: Alright, don't say that. He's probably always been dull. You just, you know, set it free.
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.
ROSS: Alright.
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.
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.
JOEY: Alright... I've got to go shower. [leaves]
CHAN: It's alright. Is she good-looking?
ROSS: It's alright, it's no big deal.
JOEY: OK, alright, the people who threw the water.
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.
PHOEBE: Alright, now I will let go if you both stop.
CHANDLER: OK that's not what he was doing. Alright, he was looking for his bus money.
MONICA: Alright.
SUSIE: Alright mister, let's see those panties.
MONICA: They'r alright.
MONICA: Alright, well I'm tearing the lettuce.
MONICA: Alright that's great, then just go. Go Knicks.
PHOEBE: Alright Monica, if there is something that you would like to share...
CHANDLER: Alright, one of you give me your underpants.
CHANDLER: No, I'm alright, thanks.
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.
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.
TATTOO ARTIST: Alright, blonde girl, you're in room two, not so blonde girl, you're with me.
ROSS: Alright, shall we?
MONICA: Alright.
JOEY: Alright, you're on. I can take two minutes out of my day to kick your ass.
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, 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?
MONICA: Alright, I'll tell you what. I'll come get you in 5 minutes with some sort of um, kabob emergency.
JOEY: Hey, this isn't about juice anymore, alright man.
CHANDLER: Alright, so what's it about?
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.
EDDIE: Yeah alright, that sounds alright.
RICHARD: What? Alright, what about my two?
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?
CHANDLER: No he's, he's alright, just uh, he spends most of his time in his room.
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.
MONICA: Alright.
MONICA: Alright, I tell you what, I'll give this to you now if you can tell me where we keep the dustpan.
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?
DR. REMORE: Oh, ok. Alright.
MONICA: Huuh, alright, Danny Arshak, ninth grade. Oh, c'mon Rach, you know the bottle was totally pointing at me.
CHANDLER: Yeah alright. What're these, raisins?
PHOEBE: Oh, alright, that's it, now I have to go see him.
ROSS: Alright, alright, ok. Bye.
ROSS: Yeah alright.
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.
JOEY: Alright, just one. [she licks his hands rather emphatically] Wow, you're good at that.
ROSS: Alright, that's it. I've had enough of this, alright. Gunther, these guys are trying to take our seat.
PHOEBE: Alright, I'm, I'm gonna go. I'm sorry about the dog, everything. I'm sorry.
BIG BULLY: Alright, let's take this outside.
FRANK: Alright.
PHOEBE: Alright. So um, stilts huh?
FRANK: Cool, alright. So maybe, ya know, I could give you a call sometime, we could talk or somethin'.
ROSS: Alright.
CHANDLER: Alright, let's do this.
LITTLE BULLY: Alright.
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.