words in movies
{Transcibers note: In case you havent heard, Courteney Cox got married to David Arquette during hiatus and changed her name to Courteney Cox Arquette. But David was a busy boy during the off season for not only did he marry but everyone else as well. For theyre all listed as Jennifer Aniston Arquette, Lisa Kudrow Arquette, in an interesting twist Matt LeBlanc Arquette, Matthew Perry Arquette, David Schwimmer Arquette, and even the creators of the show are now David Crane Arquette and Marta Kauffman Arquette. I just wonder what the new sleeping arrangements are }
Ross: Yeah, well excuse me for wanting to be with my girlfriend on our anniversary, boy what an ass am I.
Paula: Well, he's a big boy, he'll get over it.
Ross: Marcel! Marcel! Marcel, no! Good boy. See, how can nobody want him?
Phoebe: ...Flame Boy.
Ross: It was hard... I remember... I was in my bedroom... playing with my dinosaurs... playing and learning... and my father walks in and says... he says... "What are you doing with those things? What's wrong with you, why aren't you... why aren't you outside playing like a... like a real boy?
Ross: I'm having a boy! I-I'm having a boy!
Rachel: Uh...no. No, no, in fact, you're not having a boy.
Rachel: No, I know, I know, and I'm sure your little boy is not going to grow up to be one.
Ross: I'm having a boy! Oh, I'm having a boy!
Girls: Yes, you're having a boy! (Monica runs over and hugs Ross)
Joey: Sandy! Hi! C'mon in! (She enters, followed by a young boy and a younger girl)...You brought your kids.
Monica: Boy, I know they say you can't change your parents,... boy, if you could- (To Ross) -I'd want yours.
Rachel: Ooooh, that's fine. We'll see who has the last laugh there, monkey boy.
Melanie: Boy, somebody's gonna get a big fruit basket tomorrow.
[Scene: Central Perk, the whole gang is there, Ross is showing pictures of his new baby boy, Ben, to the group.]
Lydia: Oh, boy, do they suck.
Ross: I-I'm, I'm having a boy?
ROSS: I'm here. How's my little boy? Want Daddy to change your diaper? So, did you have fun with Uncle Joey and Uncle Chandler today?
JOEY: Boy that Julie's a talker, huh?
Monica: And when I told her that I was gonna be moving in with Chandler, she was really supportive. (To Rachel) (Starts to cry) You were so great. You made it so easy. And now you have to leave. And I have to live with a boy!! (They both break down in tears.)
MONICA: Aw, my little nephew. Come here, little one. There's my little baby Ben. Hey, my little boy. Hey, he's not crying.
Monica: Awww, look at Aunt Monica's little boy!
MONICA: There's my little boy. (Ben starts crying again)
MONICA: Ok. Oh boy. You are doin' so good. You wanna squeeze my hand? All right, Ross, don't squeeze it so hard. Honey, really, don't squeeze it so hard! Oh, Ross! Let go of my hand!
CHAN: No, Amish boy.
RACHEL: Nice seizing. . . gel boy.
Chandler: You're right, I'm sorry. (Burst into song and dances out of the door.) "Once I was a wooden boy, a little wooden boy..."
ROSS: Yeah. Ya know, a boy and a girl. Hopefully the girl will come first so Ben here won't feel too competitive.
PHOEBE: (singing) ... with the double double double-jointed boy. Hey. So um, are you the professional guitar player?
MONICA: Who da wenny-Benny boy? You the Wenny-wenny-Benny-Benny boy, yes. Don't cry. Don't cry. Why is he still crying?
Woman: Hi, were the Rostins. Err, Im J.C., and hes Michael, and were having a boy, and a girl.
PHOEBE: Uh oh, ooh, are we not getting along with the new boy?
Rachel: But you have it right there in that file? You could tell us whether its a boy or a girl? Dayton or Sandrine? Phoebe or Phoebo?
Ross: We got a head, we got shoulders, we got arms, we got, oh, look at the little fingers, oh, and a chest, and a stomach. It's a boy, definitely a boy! All right! Ok, legs, knees, and feet. Oh, oh. He's here. He's a person.
Chandler: Yo!! Spackel boy! Get up!
RICHARD: Boy I would just uh, I would freak out.
Ross: Hi, um, Im err, (has to clear his throat) Im Ross Geller, and err ah... (pats Carols bulge) ..thats, thats my boy in there, and uh, (points) this is Carol Willick, and this... is Susan Bunch. Susan is um Carols, just, com... (embarrassment finally overwhelms the poor fellow, who becomes incoherent until) ..whos next?
Rachel: Hardy Boy.
Rachel: Okay. Okay honey, hes fine, hes fine, lets just put him down. Come here, Ben. (sets him on the couch) See thats a good boy. (to Monica) How could you do that to him!! Ross trusted me, what is he going to say?!
Monica: Two girls and a boy?
Ross: Hows my little boy?
Monica: Boy, you are really not a morning person.
Phoebe: Ohhh boy, do I feel bad.
Joey: Okay, relationship, boy this could take a while.
Phoebe: Oh, boy scouts could have camped under there.
Mr. Geller: Boy, bad time to say the wrong name, huh Ross?
Rachel: No! Put that box down! We are not going anywhere! This is my apartment and I like it! This is a girls apartment! That is a boys apartment, its dirty and it smells. This is pretty. Its-its so pretty! And look, and its-its purple! And Im telling you, you with the steady hand, I am not moving, and now I have got the steady hand. (She holds out her hand, which is shaking uncontrollably.)
Alice: (laughs) No. No. No. (Sits down.) Okay, now, see, I wanna name the girl baby Leslie, and Frank wants to name one of the boy babies Frank JR. JR.
Joey: Oh, I-I think Im gonna stick with the V, I wanna see how this bad boy turns out.
Monica: (At a loss for words) Boy, that was-that was, umm terrific.
Chandler: No, actually Lauries a boy.
Janice: Oh boy, I just love to sing!
Phoebe: Boy! I didnt see that coming!
Chandler: 'Look, Gippetto, I'm a real live boy.'
Ross: Ah, yeah, yeah. Umm, we started talking after she y'know, did her thing. And it turns out she's got a boy about Ben's age, so we're taking them to a gym-boree class. Why, is that okay?
Phoebe: Come on, play that funky music white boy.
Chandler: You guys haven't actually met before, but, boy! You're both polite! (pause) Go to have a seat Zack, and I'll get you a beer.
Ross: Look, I don't have to answer your questions! Okay? I'm a big boy, I can do whatever I want!
Frank: They musta read the sonogram wrong. 'Cause they, 'cause they thought it was a boy, but Chandler's a girl! Chandler's a girl!
Caitlin: Ugh, I hate it! I look like an 8-year-old boy.
Joey: Boy, that guy's underwear sucks!
Rachel: (To Joey) Yeah I knowIm goodI got it! (Joey slowly backs away.) (To the boy) Now wait a minute, Ive got one more thing I have to say to you oh right! Shut up!
(A young boy sees Rachel, points, and starts laughing.)
Rachel: Oh boy, I just can't watch. It's too scary!
Joey: Boy, it was so hard not to laugh, I tell ya. Hey, hey, the place looks great!
Mr. Waltham: Sorry old boy, sorry. Sorry. Sorry. (Them all walk away. As he leaves he mutters to Jack.) I could kill you with my thumb, you know.
[Scene: Casting Director #1s office, Joey is on his first audition. His partner is an 8-year-old boy.]
Chandler: Uh, four, a boy, twin girls and another boy.
CHAN: All right, check out this bad boy. 12 megabytes of ram. 500 megabyte hard drive. Built-in spreadsheet capabilities and a modem that transmits at over 28,000 b.p.s.
Chandler: Hey, buddy boy, howd the audition go?
Joey: Oh hey come on, dont-dont-dont do this! Umm, look let-let me tell you something, okay? Now when I watch you do a scene, Im thinking, "Boy, she-she is a great actress!" (Shes not buying it.) Uh but-but, I am also thinking, "She is hot!"
Chandler: Boy did we make friends with the wrong sister! (Rachel glares at him.)
Phoebe: No, I made myself take an oath. Yeah, no fooling around with clients and umm, always be prepared. Yeah, that ones actually from the Boy Scouts, but it just makes good sense.
Ross: Wh-wh-what line? The line that prompted a student in my last class of the day to say uh, (In a college frat boy voice) "Dude, dont you ever was your face?"
Mrs. Geller: She's upstairs. Monica! Come down! Everyone's here! Ross, Rachel, and the boy who hates Thanksgiving.
Phoebe: Oh, Boy Scouts could've camped under it!
Phoebe: Oh, did the little rich boy have a problem with the butler? Yes, mine's worse!
Rachel: (deals new hand) Boy, you really can't stand to lose, can you? Your whole face is getting red... little veins popping out on your temple...
Paul: It was horrible. They called me chicken boy.
Phoebe: Shh! Doogie, shh! Doesn't anybody understand that I'm gonna be having babies soon? Huh? Go! Go little boy, go!
Paul: Chicken? (Pointing to himself.) Chicken boy!
Helena: (singing) For Im loved by a pretty wonderful boy! (Applause.) Hello! And welcome to the show. I see some of our regulars in the audience. And a couple of irregulars. (He starts going into the audience.)
ROSS: Ohh, big smoker. [Packs the cigarettes and flings one on Mrs. Greene in the process. Finally gets one in his mouth and it look really out of place] Big big smoker. In fact I'm gonna go ou into the hallway and fire up this bad boy. [as he walks into the hall, he comes face to face with Mr. Greene]
Joey: Boy I tell ya, that judging stuff took a lot out of me.
Joey: Uh, hey, Rach let me ask you something. Uh, I was just over there talking to Monica and Chandler, boy they are really tight.
Joey: Boy I tell ya, this little talent came in handy before I could afford porn.
Ross: Yes. And another time after that. Boy Im getting hungry! Hey Joey, have you ever been so hungry on a date that when a girl goes to the bathroom you eat some of her food?
Monica: Oh boy me too!
Mr. Bing: Our little boy is getting married.
Ross: Chandler Muriel Bing. Boy, your parents never gave you a chance did they?
Bitsy: That's... my boy. (Bitsy walks away)
Boy in the Cape: Shut up!
Boy in the Cape: You cant tell me to shut up!
Ross: Ok! (he takes the camera and walks backwards to take a shot) See? Scared of swings, I bet you feel pretty silly (a swinging boy knocks him down) Ow!
Boy in the Cape: Id rather have the money.
Boy in the Cape: My friend Lewis told me you were giving out money.
Boy in the Cape: Youre a mean old woman. (Runs away.)
Boy in the Cape: This isnt fair.
Phoebe: Well, I heard youre having a problem with one of the boys in your class. And so I thought I would just come down here and sit you both down, have a little talk and make it all okay. Now umm, the boys name is Stings son.
David: Wa... wa... wait! We can... call them later. Can you just... just stand there f-f-for a moment? Boy! There's an old Russian expression, uhm... it goes: Schto ya ztez vigul... ui! Roughly translated that means uhm... This thing that I'm looking at: wow!