words in movies
Monica: (lying down on a mattress) Oh! Ohhhhh! Oh! Phoebe, come here. Aw, this is my new bed. You gotta feel this bad boy.
Rachel: Aw honey stop! Its not that bad.
Joey: Okay, some tricks of the trade. Now, Ive never been able to cry as an actor, so if Im in a scene where I have to cry, I cut a hole in my pocket, take a pair of tweezers, and just start pulling. Or ah, or, lets say I wanna convey that Ive just done something evil. That would be the basic I have a fishhook in my eyebrow and I like it (Does it by raising one eyebrow, and showing off the pretend fishhook.) Okay, lets say Ive just gotten bad news, well all I do there is try and divide 232 by 13. (looks all confused) And thats how its done. Great soap opera acting tonight everybody, class dismissed.
(Joey does the 232 divided by 13 bad news look.)
Monica: Sometimes I have bad dreams. (starts to break down, and Phoebe offers her, her hand to comfort her.)
Allesandro: Im so excited about having Monica come on board with us. Although I do feel bad about having fired chef Emillio, its like losing a member of the family. Of course, that literally is the case for several of you. Tony, Carlos, Marie, please, tell your father how much were gonna miss him. Now, I know that Monica has a lot of great ideas for this place, well, you all read the review. So without much further ado, I present to you our new head chef.
Chandler: Monica, I think you've gone over to the bad place.
Rachel: Okay, wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a minute. Maybe it's not so bad. How did you leave it?
Ross: And that's bad because..., you hate chicken piccata?
Frank: Oh, wait, no your right, no it was perfect and I cant believe that I screwed it up so bad.
Joey: Look its not that bad. So what, it blocks a little of your door, a little of my door.
Friend No. 2: Youre so bad!
Phoebe: Whoa!! He is soo unreasonable! God, although I think I understand what he means. Oh my God, this is like 60 Minutes, okay, when, when, at first youre really mad at that pharmaceutical company for making the drug and then y'know you just feel bad for the people because they needed to make their hair grow.
Rachel: Oh not bad. Do you know that feeling when youre trying to blow a Saint Bernard out your ass?
Joey: Im not wrong! I wish I was. Im sorry. Bet that barium enema doesnt sound so bad now, huh?
Phoebe: Ohhh boy, do I feel bad.
Joey: (to Chandler and Monica) Hey, does anybody else feel bad about Ross?
Chandler: Oh, this is soo bad. (doesnt see Mary-Angela)
Chandler: This is so bad. If-if youre not Mary-Angela, then-then who is?
Mr. Geller: Well you gotta get at it princess! When your mother and I were trying to conceive you, whenever she was ovulating, bam, we did it. Thats how I got my bad hip.
Monica: Very bad.
Ross: Look, G. I. Joe's in, Barbi's out. And if you guys can't deal with it, that's your 'too bad.'
Girl: Im not gonna tell you! Youre the bad man who broke Sarahs leg.
Chandler: Yeah, she was at Rockefeller Center skating with her husband, she looked so happy. I almost feel bad for whipping that kids pretzel at them.
Woman: Mine havent been so bad. Oh! Here comes one now. (Hums then squeals a little bit.) Oh, that was a big one!
Rachel: Ive got some bad news.
Monica: Wow, she must have hurt you pretty bad, huh?
Monica: Oh, can I borrow this? (points to his milk) My milks gone bad.
Janice: Well, let's go to a bad one and make out. (they start to kiss and lean back into Monica.)
Quartet: And your also bad in bedd-edd-edd!.
Ross: Ahh. (notices the table) Ooh, is this a ah, is this a bad time?
Jasmine: Very, very bad.
Jasmine: You did a bad thing!
Jasmine: Very bad!
Ross: Very bad.
Pete: Y'know what, dont be. This is not, dont be, cause its not so bad.
Phoebe: Nuh-uh! Theyre maternity pants. They even came with a list of baby names. (Pulls out a sheet of paper which lists whos been naughty and whos been nice.) See, these names are good, and these names are bad. (Finally, she figures it out.) Ohh.
Monica: Well that's it. People never say `We need to talk' unless it's something bad.
Pete: Okay, I love you. Is that so bad?
Chandler: Thats a bad duck!!! (to Ross) Howd the thing go tonight, Ross?
Monica: Okay, this is the den. All right, check this out. Lights! (the lights turn on automatically, but are very bright) Whoa! All right. Less lights! Bad lights! Lights go away! (they dim) Oh, see you just need to find the right command.
Phoebe: No but, why does that have to be a bad thing. Just change what it means. Y'know? Go down there and prove your Mother wrong. Finish the job you were hired to do, and well call that pulling a Monica.
Monica: Ahh, Pete, the other day when you said you needed to talk, umm, just so I know, is it good news or bad news.
Rachel: Why, does she have a bad personality?
Joey: Yeah, yeah. Hes got a, hes got a really bad cough, and our vet, he cant do anything about it. Is there something you can do?
Joey: (in a really, really bad Italian accent) That's-ah what I suspected-ah.
Rachel: Come on see, she doesnt look that bad.
Joey: Look no, I-I know its bad, and I know its wrong. Okay? But-but its not like anythings ever gonna happen. Yknow? These-these are just feelings, theyre gonna go away.
Joey: Oh, I-I think Im gonna stick with the V, I wanna see how this bad boy turns out.
Monica: No, its not bad. Its not bad at all. Its-its really nice.
Phoebe: Ohh, thats too bad!
Ross: Thats too bad.
JOEY: See after the scene, Mr. Beatty comes up to me and says 'good actor, bad kisser'. Can you believe that, me not a good kisser, that's like, like Mother Theresa, not a good mother.
Monica: (interrupting) All right!! All right. (walks slowly into the living room) I got stung. Stung bad. I couldnt stand. I-I couldnt walk.
Phoebe: Ooh, God it looks bad.
Joey: So, you just left? Her place was really that bad?
Chandler: No-no-no-no, this is bad! Its bad! This is bad!
Ross: I played bad on purpose guys.
JOEY: [to a wedding guest] How's that pig-in-the-blanket workin' out for you? [the guy nods] I wrapped those bad boys.
Cheryl: Oh, yeah. Oh, you know, that's too bad that didn't work out.
Kathy: No, but thats bad!
Chandler: (He is now in the box, in their living room.) Sounds like a really bad idea to me.
Kathy: Oh my God, is it really that bad?
Joey: I cant hear a word youre saying, my ears are ringing so bad.
Joey: Its not that bad.
Chandler: See, Im not bad at this fixing up thing, huh?
Chandler: Bad dream?
Monica: Uh-oh, it was bad?
Rachel: Ooh, I just feel bad, I never vacuum. (She goes into Chandler and Joeys.)
Joey: (trying to act like hes not the one that stinks.) Whoa! Yeah, what the hell is that? What smells so bad?
Ross: No, its really not that bad. I mean, I-I for one, feel perfectly safe.
Ross: All right, bad ankle, got it!
Joey: Chandler, if it really hurts that bad you should just tell her.
Monica: (starting to cry) Im a good person. And Im a good chef, and I dont deserve to have marinara sauce all over me! Yknow what, if you want me to quit this bad, then all you have to do is
Chandler: That-thats bad?
Joey: All right, thats it. Y'know I was still gonna let you have her. But now, forget about it. Prepare to feel very bad about yourself.
Rachel: (to Monica) Sorry!! (to Ross) I just feel bad about all that sleep youre gonna miss wishing you were with me!
Emily: And uh, Liam, Liams got bad knees. You hit him right and hell go down like a lamp.
Phoebe: Well, of course it smells really bad. You have your head up a dead animal.
Joey: Well then help me get it off! Plus, it smells really bad in here.
Rachel: (on tape) I screwed up so bad, I told Monica that I would stuff and send all these wedding invitations like weeks ago and I-I
Emily: (Giggles.) Ohh...(She realizes that shes in her gown.) Oh! You were not meant to see me before the wedding. Its bad luck.
Ross: You're right. Yours is worse. You are the king of bad Thanksgivings.
Ross: You know what, I think weve had all the bad luck were going to have. (He hugs her.)
Chandler: I don't know. I can't--I just, I can't get her out of my head. Y'know? I mean, I'm a very bad person. I'm a very, very bad person. I'm a horrible person. (he waits for a reaction, when he doesn't get one) No you're not Chandler! We still love you Chandler!
Chandler: Y'know what else I can't believe? I had to kiss Phoebe and Rachel every time I left a room, I mean it's too bad they didn't see us having sex.
Mr. Geller: Boy, bad time to say the wrong name, huh Ross?
Rachel: Yes. Monica, you don't get it. It's bad enough that she's stolen the guy who might actually be the person that I am supposed to be with, but now, she's actually (starting to cry), but now she's actually stealing you.
Rachel: So does it really hurt as bad as they say?
Mrs. Geller: Jack, is it all our fault? Were we bad parents?
Chandler: Bad London! (Takes a spoon and smacks the turkey.)
Ross: Oh, it's not so bad. Monica's gonna make potpourri! I think I'm gonna go wander out in the rain for a while.
Joey: All right, well, we felt really bad about that so we decided we should all take a little trip together!
Phoebe: Ooh, it's not bad.
Rachel: What?! I didn't have a good time in Greece! Ross abandoned me! Okay, I couldn't get a plane out, so I had to stay in their honeymoon suite with people coming up to me all the time going, "Oh, Mrs. Geller, why are you crying?" I mean, it was sooo humiliating. I felt like such an idiot! I mean, it's all my fault! And you know why, because I make very bad decisions.
PHOEBE: No, now I feel bad. You wanna go to the concert.
Chandler: We are bad people.
Monica: Phoebe, you are a bad ass!
Joey: Yeah, or you can teach him a lesson. Y'know? What you could do is you could rub something that really smells on your butt, all right? Then, when he goes to smack ya, his hand will smell. (thinking aloud) Now what could you rub on your butt that would smell bad?
Monica: Danny? You know Rachel? Shes nice. Shes not bad to look at, right?
Joey: Look, Ross, I feel really bad. I mean, you're going through all this stuff and I just acted like a jerk.
Krista: You are so bad! (Hits him softly.)
Ross: Yeah, but you're making me look bad!
Phoebe: Fine! You go learn from your qualified instructor! But don't come crying to me when everyone's sick and tired of hearing you play Bad, Bad Leroy Brown!!
Phoebe: Umm, well I sorta have some bad news, can I come in?