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Chandler: Yeah. I mean, this girl could decide against adoption or she could like another couple better..
Joey: Hey, hey, hey, hey. Look. I take a girl out, she can order whatever she wants! The more, the better! All right? Just don’t order a Garden salad and then eat my food! That’s a good way to lose some fingers!
Erica: Yeah, I read some great applications, but then I thought “who better then a minister to raise a child!”
Sarah: Really! Now this all better be here when I come back. (puts her plate back at her side of the table)
LIPSON: Well he got sick, and then he got sicker, and then he got a little better but then he died.
Janice: Oh, we go way back. Before Monica made an honest man out of him, Chandler used to be my little love muffin! (does her irritating laugh). So? Are you guys thinking of getting this house too? Ooh! Are we gonna have a bidding war? I'd better warn you, I'm a toughie (playfully punches Chandler, who tries to get away from her)
Monica: "Hi Im Rachel, is my sweater too tight? No? Oh, Id better wash it and shrink it!"
CHANDLER: Alright, alright, but you better be wearing clothes when I open my eyes.
DR. BURKE: OK. You better. Oh God, here we go. Hey wanna see 'em go nuts? Watch this. [grabbing some wine glasses and opening the door to the party] Who needs glasses? [everyone laughs]
MONICA: Thanks. So, I guess I better be going.
PHOEBE: Eight dollars and 27 cents. But not really, 'cause I put in the first two, just to, you know, get the ball rolling, and to make myself feel better.
RACHEL: Well you better.
JOEY: Eggs. Who's eggs do you like better, his or mine, huh?
Joey: (thinking) All right. Its a new day. All that stuff about Rachel, you dont feel that now. It was crazy! Youre fine. Youre better than fine! You are, as your friend Tony would say, Grrrreat! Everythings normal! Shes just your friend Rachel! Your friend Rachel. Your friend! Rachel.
ROSS: Better not be doin' these in order.
RACHEL: Ross, Ross, please listen to me. Ross, you are so much better for me than Paolo ever was. I mean you care about me, you're loving, you make me laugh.
CHANDLER: Hey, you feelin' better?
CHANDLER: Ya know I think this is much better than the coffee house.
Phoebe: Hey, tell him about Relaxi-Taxi, and-and ask him if he thinks thats better than Relaxi Cab.
RYAN: I better get out of here, I'm gonna miss my flight.
Rachel: So are things with you and Joey any better?
Ross: This is my son having lunch, ok? It's gonna happen a lot, so you'd better get used to it. Now if you have any problem with it, if you're uncomfortable, just ask questions. Carol's fine with it, now come on.
Joey: Hey, if it makes you feel any better, I do it too.
Chandler: Umm, not feeling better 'bout Malcom.
Ross: Well, you know, I'd feel a whole lot better if you got dressed now.
Joey: Are you kidding me? Im great! Yeah, Im uh; Im better than great. I am good. And now that shes gone, I can uh, I can do all this stuff around here that I couldnt do before. Yknow? Like umm, I can walk around naked again. Yknow? I can uh, I can watch porn in the living room. Right? This is uh, this is good for me. Yknow? I like being on my own, Im uh, better off this way. Im uh, a lone wolf. Yknow? A loner. Alone. All alone. Forever. Whats a wolf got to do to get a huh around here?! (Chandler rushes over and hugs him.)
Estelle: Well! Well! Well! Joey Tribbiani! So you came back huh? They think they can do better but they all come crawling back to Estelle!
Rachel: No Ross!! (stands up and moves away from him) Dont! You cant just kiss me and think youre gonna make it all go away, okay? It doesnt work that way. It doesnt just make it better. Okay?
Ross: Oh, better, actually. Y'know I-I-I think I finally figured out why we were having so much trouble lately.
CAROL: Think I better go before mommy starts weeping.
Joey: Yeah, well don't get me wrong, you're a better agent than she is, but at least with her I don't want to blow my pretty dumb brains out.
Joey: Yeah. Whew, it's hot with all of this stuff on. I ah, I better not do any, I don't know, lunges. (starts doing lunges)
Joey: (on tv) Oh, you said it Mike. (rips open the carton and spills milk on the counter) Aw! There's got to be a better way!
Joey: Maybe that's okay. You know? Maybe, maybe it is better this way? I mean, now, now you can move on. I mean, you've been trying to for so long, maybe now that you're on different continents.. (Looks at Phoebe) Right?
Ross: Its no surprise that your winning, cause you got to pick first, so you got the better team.
Joey: All right, I'll give you this, Mr. Peanut is a better dresser. I mean he's got the monocle, he's got the top hat...
Ross: Well Mr. Big Shot is better than wethead.
Rachel: Hes perfect, hes never been better.
Monica: Youre so pathetic! Why cant you just accept it, were winning because Im better than you.
Chandler: Yeah, y'know what I got a better idea. How-how bout it blocks none of mine door and a lot of yours? (throws his shoulder into the center to try and move it, but it doesnt move.)
Ross: Hey Chandler, theres a party tomorrow, youll feel better then.
Ross: Oh, somebodys feeling better.
Julio: No, it's about all women. Well, all American women. You feel better now?
Rachel: Nooo, hes leaving for a better job.
Frank: Okay, so wait, all right, so how does that make things better?
Frank: Okay, but isnt sex better when its with one person that you really, really care about.
Frank: Its so cool man, its so, its just cause being with her is so much better than like not being with her.
Rachel: (sitting down next to Chandler) Im training to be better at a job that I hate, my life officially sucks.
Chandler: Okay, all right. I just spent the entire afternoon looking for a present for Kathy that would be better than the rabbit.
Phoebe: No, Im really okay with this. Yknow why? Cause look at them, and I made that, so I know its gonna be like a million times harder to give up a baby but, oh my God, its gonna feel like a million times better, right? I wanna do this. (To Frank and Alice) I wanna carry your baby.
Joey: Better?
Phoebe: Hey, Frank. Look, okay, I know that you think I did like this totally evil thing, but I so didnt. Theres someone here who can explain this better than I can.
Monica: I justI cant believe that you think that you and Chandler know me and Rachel better than we know you.
Rachel: Well, itd better not be about the apartment pants, because I just pitched the idea to my boss at Ralph Lauren and she loved it.
Chandler: Was it like a sneeze only better?
Pete: Look, Im gonna get better. Okay? I promise you.
Jason: Ahh-ahh, we'd better call the fire department!
Monica: That does not mean you know us better, I-I want a rematch.
Monica: Okay, just get a lot better. (pause) Fast.
Chandler: Oh, so thats why the priest threw holy water on me. (theres no reaction from Joey) Okay, listen, you have to cheer up! Okay? You should come out with Ross and me, I mean anything is better than sitting around here crying all day about Kate.
Rachel: Huh. Well, then you'd better keep it away from Ross's hair. So this is pretty rare. How did you get that?
Chandler: Well, this is much better.
Mrs. Potter: Oh really? Well, then youd better tell his other wife, cause she called three times asking where he is.
Joey: Well then, do it better!
Phoebe: You'd better get back in that kitchen Monica, the garlic is not gonna overuse itself.
Rachel: Yeahh, but, but those really go better with pants. Maybe I should wear pants?
Joey: Well I dont like to say it out loud, but, yeah! Dont feel bad man, we all have our strengths. Youre better with numbers and stuff.
Monica: All right then, when Im done with this place, its gonna be ten times better than that place!
Rachel: How does going to a strip club help him better?
RACHEL: She'll be a much better friend when the market closes.
Rachel: Yeah, well, you uh, better make it for three.
Rachel: Well, if it makes you feel any better, I made a fool out of myself.
Phoebe: Oh, that is better.
Joey: Ooh, I was gonna say bologna, but thats much better. How about a little of that smoked turkey?
Ross: No! No! Im not! Its-its-its perfect! I mean its better than you just-just moving here, cause its us together forever, and thats-thats what I want.
Joey: Feel better now?
Dana: Im sorry Chandler, yknow you are such a sweet guy and I, I dont want to hurt you. Oh, I wish there was something I can do to make you feel better.
Rachel: Yknow, I gotta tell ya, this really does put in a better mood.
Phoebe: So, did shopping make you feel any better about Ross?
Joey: Well, youre timing couldnt be better. Shes not my girlfriend anymore.
Monica: Well...Id better get going.
Felicity: (Putting her arm around Joey.) Are you going home? I was hoping to get to know you better.
Joey: Well uh, I went down there and told him that no one treats my friends like that and that hed better come up here and apologize. Ill see you later. (Starts to leave)
Emily: Ross, are you there? Ross, I dont know if you can hear this but (Ross has moved to the window, apparently so that he can hear better.) Im gonna talk anyway, uh, Im in the States with you sister and your friends and its all over with Colin. I came here to tell you that, and to tell youYes, Joey you can have all the chocolate you want, just take it! Uh, I came here to tell you that I love you.
Chandler: No-no-no, yknow what? I really shouldnt have said that you were embarrassing me, I mean that really wasnt cool. And if it makes you feel any better, Ive had a really lousy day.
Minister: I think wed better start again. Ross, repeat after me. I, Ross
Joey: Ah, Im-Im walking down the aisle...Still walking. (Mrs. Waltham takes her place.) Im about to pass the bridesmaid I hooked up with last night. (Looking at the bridesmaid.) Hey! (Talking to Phoebe.) I told her "Hey." And now Im at the front with Ross. Its Phoebe. (He shows Ross the phone.) He looks pretty mad. Uh...Id better go.
RACHEL: Oh please. That Paolo thing was barely a relationship. All it really was was just, ya know, meaningless animal sex. Ok, ya know, that sounded soooo much better in my head.
Ross: Oh no! It could be better, but its gonna be okay, right?
Monica: Feeling a little better sweetie?
(After he closes the door, Monica starts to follow him, but thinks better of it and stops.)
Monica: Wow, you seem to be doing so much better. Thats great. So how-how are things going?
Monica: I think you're better than you think you are.
Phoebe: Yeah that's better than my way.
Chandler: Dehydrated Japanese noodles under fluorescent lights... does it get better than this?
Phoebe: Okay, 'cause right after my mom killed herself, I was just in this really bad place, y'know personally. So, I just thought that it'd make me feel better if I wrote to Sesame Street, 'cause they were so nice when I was a little kid! No one ever wrote back.
Chandler: If you're cooking on the stove, does that mean that your new secret boyfriend is better in bed than Richard?
Phoebe: What the hell is this?! What, did you actually thought it would make me feel better to give me stuff that I cant use for another two months?! This sucks! All right, whats my next present?!
Rachel: No, it's not better. I still don't get to see you.
Phoebe: I know it's le poo right now, but it'll get better.
Emily: (laughs) Well, I should hope not. Ross knows better than that by now.
Danny: So you like the short hair better.
Emily: I'll feel better when I'm there, and I can know where you are all the time.
Chandler: And people say you dont pay attention. No, this is a much better job. Its vice-president of a company that does data reconfiguration and statistical factoring for other companies.