words in movies
Joshua: Huh. Oh, boy! (Sits down next to her.) Uhh, I-I dont wear suits to work, and I bought six of them from you.
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.
Monica: Boy, I know they say you can't change your parents,... boy, if you could- (To Ross) -I'd want yours.
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?
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.
Joey: Sandy! Hi! C'mon in! (She enters, followed by a young boy and a younger girl)...You brought your kids.
Rachel: Ooooh, that's fine. We'll see who has the last laugh there, monkey boy.
Ross: I'm having a boy! I-I'm having a boy!
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)
Melanie: Boy, somebody's gonna get a big fruit basket tomorrow.
Lydia: Oh, boy, do they suck.
Ross: I-I'm, I'm having a boy?
[Scene: Central Perk, the whole gang is there, Ross is showing pictures of his new baby boy, Ben, to the group.]
JOEY: Boy that Julie's a talker, huh?
Monica: Awww, look at Aunt Monica's little boy!
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.)
RACHEL: Nice seizing. . . gel boy.
MONICA: There's my little boy. (Ben starts crying again)
MONICA: Aw, my little nephew. Come here, little one. There's my little baby Ben. Hey, my little boy. Hey, he's not crying.
CHAN: No, Amish boy.
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!
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?
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?
PHOEBE: Uh oh, ooh, are we not getting along with the new 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?
Woman: Hi, were the Rostins. Err, Im J.C., and hes Michael, and were having a boy, and a girl.
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: 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.
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?
RICHARD: Boy I would just uh, I would freak out.
Monica: Boy, you are really not a morning person.
Chandler: Yo!! Spackel boy! Get up!
Monica: Two girls and a boy?
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.
Ross: Hows my little 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?!
Phoebe: Ohhh boy, do I feel bad.
Mr. Geller: Boy, bad time to say the wrong name, huh Ross?
Joey: Okay, relationship, boy this could take a while.
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!
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.)
Phoebe: Boy! I didnt see that coming!
Chandler: 'Look, Gippetto, I'm a real live boy.'
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.
Phoebe: Oh, boy scouts could have camped under there.
Joey: Oh, I-I think Im gonna stick with the V, I wanna see how this bad boy turns out.
Joey: Boy, that guy's underwear sucks!
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.
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!
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.
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!
Ross: Look, I don't have to answer your questions! Okay? I'm a big boy, I can do whatever I want!
(A young boy sees Rachel, points, and starts laughing.)
Rachel: Oh boy, I just can't watch. It's too scary!
Caitlin: Ugh, I hate it! I look like an 8-year-old boy.
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.
Joey: Boy, it was so hard not to laugh, I tell ya. Hey, hey, the place looks great!
[Scene: Casting Director #1s office, Joey is on his first audition. His partner is an 8-year-old boy.]
Chandler: Hey, buddy boy, howd the audition go?
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.
Phoebe: Oh, did the little rich boy have a problem with the butler? Yes, mine's worse!
Chandler: Boy did we make friends with the wrong sister! (Rachel glares at him.)
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!"
Phoebe: Oh, Boy Scouts could've camped under it!
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...
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?"
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.
Paul: Chicken? (Pointing to himself.) Chicken boy!
Paul: It was horrible. They called me chicken boy.
Joey: Boy I tell ya, this little talent came in handy before I could afford porn.
Phoebe: Shh! Doogie, shh! Doesn't anybody understand that I'm gonna be having babies soon? Huh? Go! Go little boy, go!
Mrs. Geller: She's upstairs. Monica! Come down! Everyone's here! Ross, Rachel, and the boy who hates Thanksgiving.
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.
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.)
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.
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.
Boy in the Cape: You cant tell me to shut up!
Bitsy: That's... my boy. (Bitsy walks away)
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.
Ross: Chandler Muriel Bing. Boy, your parents never gave you a chance did they?
Boy in the Cape: Shut up!
Boy in the Cape: Youre a mean old woman. (Runs away.)
Phoebe: Uh huh! If its a girl, Phoebe, and if its a boy, Phoebo!
Boy in the Cape: This isnt fair.
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!