words in movies
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.
RACH: And ya know what, now I've got closure. [Rachel slams the door and locks it. She sits down, visibly upset. She puts her head in her hands and begins to cry. Ross comes back and is standing outside the window. When Rachel regroups and gets back up to finish closing, she sees him. She smiles. She goes to open the door and can't get the lock undone.] ROSS: Try the bottom one. [She opens the door and they kiss.] [Scene: Chandler and Joey's apartment. Chandler answers the door to find Monica.] CLOSING CREDITS CHAN: Monica, it's 6:30 in the morning. We're not working out, it's over. MNCA: No way, with one pound to go, c'mon. We're workin', we're movin', we're in the zone we're groovin'. CHAN: OK, I don't, I don't mind the last pound. OK, in fact I kind of like the last pound. OK, so don't make me do anything that I'll regret. MNCA: Ooh, what'cha gonna do, fat boy, huh? What? CHAN: Nothing, except tell you, uh, I think it's wonderful how much energy you have. MNCA: Well, thanks. CHAN: I mean, especially considering how tough it's been for you to find work. MNCA: Well, you know. CHAN: You know, I mean, you can't tell your parents you were fired because they'd be disappointed. MNCA: [sad] Uh-huh. CHAN: And it's not as if you have a boyfriend's shoulder to cry on. MNCA: Well no, but um. CHAN: I mean, if it were me, I think I'd have difficulty just getting out of bed at all. MNCA: Y'know, I try to stay positive. . . CHAN: So, you feel like goin' for a run? MNCA: Alright. CHAN: Because, you know, you don't have to. If you want, you could just take a nap right here. MNCA: OK. Just for a little while. CHAN: OK. [Puts an afghan over her and dances into his room]
Coma Guy: Alright, I'll call you.
Mrs. Bing: Alright, well, be good, I love you. (Kisses him and goes to leave)
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.
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.
Ross: Alright... (lifts Marcel away)
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.
Joey: Alright, now you say something.
Joey: (walks to catch up to him) Alright, look, I'll start, OK?
Joey: (turning around) Alright, alright. I'm around. Go ahead.
Steve: I was just being polite, but, alright.
Steve: Alright, we'll share.
Phoebe: Alright, well, maybe now its not okay.
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!
Chandler: Alright, what have we learned so far?
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?
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?
Ross: Alright, now, you sure? Phoebe just threw away two jacks because they didn't look happy...
Chandler: Yeah, I believe I was talking to Joey, alright there, Mother-Kisser? (Goes to the counter)
Joey: You know what, you guys? It's their first time, why don't we just forget about the money, alright?
Ross: Alright boys, let's eat.
Monica: Alright, you know, we got it, we got it. Let's play for real. High stakes... big bucks...
Ross: Alright.
Joey: Alright now listen, you guys, we talked about it, and if you don't want to play, we completely understand.
Ross: Alright.
Phoebe: Alright, here's my $7.50. (Hands them the money) But I think you should know that this money is cursed.
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: Alright, well, I'm gonna order a pizza. (gets up)
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, check.
Monica: Alright, Cincinnati, no blinds, everybody ante. (deals cards)
Chandler: Alright, here's ten. (gives it to him)
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.
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.
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.
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?
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?
Rachel: OK, alright, OK, um... then could you please, uh... just give him a message for me? Please? This is very important.
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.
Chandler: Alright, you did it! Do we have any fruit?
Ross: Alright. (to Rachel): Your money's mine, Green.
Rachel: Alright, c'mon! (Miserably) Let's play Twister!
DUNCAN: Oh, yeah, um, alright, I kinda need a divorce.
CHANDLER: Alright, we're gettin' closer.
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!
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.
ROSS: Alright.
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: 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.
JOEY: No, I'm alright man. Really.
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.
CHANDLER: OK that's not what he was doing. Alright, he was looking for his bus money.
ROSS: It's alright, it's no big deal.
JOEY: OK, alright, the people who threw the water.
CHAN: It's alright. Is she good-looking?
JOEY: Alright... I've got to go shower. [leaves]
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: No, I'm alright, thanks.
CHANDLER: Alright, one of you give me your underpants.
MONICA: They'r alright.
PHOEBE: Alright Monica, if there is something that you would like to share...
SUSIE: Alright mister, let's see those panties.
MONICA: Alright, well I'm tearing the lettuce.
MONICA: Alright that's great, then just go. Go Knicks.
RACHEL: Alright, just put your hands out and I'll back up into them.
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 you guys, I'm takin' off my shirt.
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.