words in movies
Joey: C'mon, she's your mom!
Ross: C'mon, Chandler, I love your mom. I think she's a blast.
Mrs. Bing: Oooh, c'mon, shut up, it's fun. Gimme a hug. (They both sit down) Well, I think we're ready for some tequila.
Mrs. Bing: No. Because I know how to write men that women fall in love with. Believe me, I cannot sell a Paolo. People will not turn three hundred twenty-five pages for a Paolo. C'mon, the guy's a secondary character, a, y'know, complication you eventually kill off.
Mrs. Bing: No, really, c'mon. You're smart, you're sexy...
Joey: C'mon! Just try to picture her not pregnant, that's all.
Joey: Strip joint! C'mon, you're single! Have some hormones!
Monica: C'mon, you can't live off your parents your whole life.
Ross: C'mon, cut. Cut, cut, cut,...
Barry: C'mon in.
Monica: C'mon!
Chandler: (trying to stop Ross leaving) C'mon, Ross! You, me, Joey, ice, guys' night out, c'mon, whaddya say, big guy, (Pretending to punch him in the stomach.) Huh? Huh? Huh?
Joey: C'mon, Ross!
Joanne: C'mon, this is us.
Joey: C'mon, sit. Just sit down, sit.
Rachel: So c'mon, you guys, tell me all the dirt!
Rachel: Oh, c'mon. She's a person, you can do it!
Ross: C'mon! C'mon!
Monica: We're kidding. C'mon, tell us!
All: Yeah! C'mon!
Ross: C'mon, seriously, Joey, what's the part?
Chandler: C'mon, we're roommates! (He goes into the bathroom, screams, and runs back out.) My eyes!! My eyes!!
Chandler: C'mon, we're great together, why not?
Rachel: (talking on the phone) C'mon Daddy, listen to me! All of my life, everyone has always told me, 'You're a shoe! You're a shoe, you're a shoe, you're a shoe!'. And today I just stopped and I said, 'What if I don't wanna be a shoe? What if I wanna be a- a purse, y'know? Or a- or a hat! No, I don't want you to buy me a hat, I'm saying that I am a ha- It's a metaphor, Daddy!
Mr. Geller: C'mon, you'll make a day of it! You'll rent a boat, pack a lunch...
Phoebe: Well, c'mon, if it's important enough to discuss while I'm playing, then I assume it's important enough for everyone else to hear!
Ross: C'mon, this was a pact! This was your pact!
Ross: Thank you. (She walks off) C'mon, Marcel, whaddya say you and I do a little mingling? (Marcel runs off) Alright, I'll, uh... catch up with you later.
Monica: C'mon up.
Monica: Oh, c'mon in.
Roger: That's tough. Tough stuff. C'mon, Pheebs, we're gonna catch that movie, we gotta get going.
Joey: C'mon, you're going out with the guy! There's gotta be something wrong with him!
Rachel: C'mon, you guys, what're we gonna do, what're we gonna do?
Rachel: Oh, my, God, c'mon, you guys! He's gonna be home any minute! He's gonna kill me!
Rachel: Oh, c'mon, Luisa!
Rachel: Oh, Ross, c'mon. It's my fault, I almost lost your...
Rachel: Oh, Monica, c'mon, you do cool things.
Rachel: C'mon up.
Ross: Are you insane? C'mere, Marcel, c'mon. (Marcel starts to go to him)
RACHEL: What? C'mon, talk to me.
PHOEBE: Oh, c'mon, like you tell me everything.
ALL: C'mon. Let her. Yeah.
RACHEL: Hey, c'mon, cut it out.
JOEY: C'mon show us what you bought. . . You know you want to.
MNCA: C'mon give me five more. Five more.
ROSS: Oh c'mon. Maybe you're just, uhhh... paying your dues.
ROSS: C'mon, just tell me, please, please.
FBOB: Hey, so what'd I miss, what'd I miss, c'mon?
SUSIE: C'mon.
Joey: I play Al Pacino's butt. All right? He goes into the shower, and then- I'm his butt. Monica: (trying not to laugh) Oh my God. Joey: C'mon, you guys. This is a real movie, and Al Pacino's in it, and that's big! Chandler: Oh no, it's terrific, it's- it's- y'know, you deserve this, after all your years of struggling, you've finally been able to crack your way into show business. Joey: Okay, okay, fine! Make jokes, I don't care! This is a big break for me! Ross: You're right, you're right, it is.
Joey: Sandy! Hi! C'mon in! (She enters, followed by a young boy and a younger girl)...You brought your kids.
JOEY: Hey Erica, c'mon in.
MR. GELLER: C'mon kid, let's go.
SUSIE: C'mon hurry, hurry.
ROSS: C'mon Monica, do it. Hey, you guys, um, Monica has some news.
ALL: Oh yeah we do. C'mon.
RACHEL: C'mon touch it.
MR. GELLER: Well, c'mon. Don't ya want to find out?
RACHEL: C'mon, I'm not saying it was a bad movie, I'm just saying, you know, it was a little. . . hard to follow.
JOEY'S CO-STAR: Why not? You hate park views and high ceilings? C'mon I'll show you the kitchen.
ROSS: C'mon, what's his name?
ROSS: C'mon, what, you never think about our future?
MR. GELLER: C'mon, tell us.
MR. GELLER: C'mon, it's my birthday.
CHANDLER: Oh, oh, c'mon in.
CHANDLER: Bit country? C'mon in here you roomie.
BIG BULLY: C'MON!
ROSS: C'mon.
RACHEL: Oh c'mon Joey, we care about you.
RACHEL: Oh honey, are you jealous of Paolo? Oh, c'mon, I'm so much happier with you than I ever was with him.
Joey (to Chandler): Look, c'mon, please? It's not like I'm asking for some crazy favour. This is what I do for a living. I am a professional actor! (he glances at his watch and sees the time) Oh, man, I'm two hours late for work! (he stands, ready to go). Look, here's a copy of my reels. It's got all the commercials that I've been in.
RACH: What? [looks, feigns indifference] C'mon you guys, I don't care, I have a date tonight.
Rachel: C'mon Daddy, listen to me! It's like, it's like, all of my life, everyone has always told me, 'You're a shoe! You're a shoe, you're a shoe, you're a shoe!'. And today I just stopped and I said, 'What if I don't wanna be a shoe? What if I wanna be a- a purse, y'know? Or a- or a hat! No, I'm not saying I want you to buy me a hat, I'm saying I am a ha- It's a metaphor, Daddy!
ROSS: Yeah, c'mon I mean I though, you know, I thought we're just foolin' around. Like when, uh, when we were kids.
Ross: Oh c'mon! When we were kids, yours was the only Raggedy Ann doll that wasn't raggedy!
LITTLE BULLY: Look, here's what we'll do. We'll put all keys and watches in the hat over there. Alright. [they all put their keys and watches in the hat and put it on a mail box] Alright, c'mon man, let's do this.
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.
RICHARD: Woah, woah, no wait a minute now. C'mon it's your turn. Oh c'mon. Ya know, I don't need the actual number, just a ballpark.
SECURITY GUARD: C'mon people, back up please, back up, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon.
PHOEBE: C'mon, happy family gets a dog, frontier fun.
MONICA: Huuh, alright, Danny Arshak, ninth grade. Oh, c'mon Rach, you know the bottle was totally pointing at me.
Joey: C'mon, you guys. This is a real movie, and Al Pacino's in it, and that's big!
All: Oh yeah we do. C'mon.
Monica: C'mon Chandler, I think we have been given an opportunity. I mean, the mistake has already been made. They are writing up the paper right now.
Mr. Geller: C'mon kid, let's go.
RACH: Oh yeah, c'mon, I'm movin' on. He can press her up against that window as much as he wants. For all I care, he can throw her through the damn thing.
Rachel: Alright, c'mon! (Miserably) Let's play Twister!
ROSS: C'mon, you know everyone I've been with. All, both of them.
Roger: Aaaah, what's wrong, c'mon. (Pats his leg. She lies down and rests her head in his lap)
MONICA: I wanna buy 5 shares of SGJ and I wanna buy them now. C'mon time is money my friend. Thank you. Wooo.
RACHEL: No, no, I mean, no, c'mon you guys, I mean, c'mon look it's only eleven thirty. Let's just talk, we never just hang out and talk anymore.
PHOEBE: C'mon you guys. It's a known fact that lobsters fall in love and mate for life. You know what, you can actually see old lobster couples walkin' around their tank, ya know, holding claws like. . .
Ross: C'mon, you get the idea, ow-ow-ow we'll make our money back in no time!
Joey: Please, c'mon, you're the smartest person I know and I really like this girl, ok, I don't wanna lose her.
Monica: C'mon guys, it'll be fun!
Phoebe: C'mon Mike, you can beat her! Knock that dog off her head!
Ross: C'mon you guys, this is really important to us.
Rachel: Ross, c'mon, please. Can we just get out of here, before somebody else gets hurt?
PHOEBE: I don't believe this. Is this how this relationship's gonna work? Ross equals boss. I mean, c'mon what is this, 1922?
Ross: C'mon! This looks good!
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!
PHOEBE: [cutting Mrs. Greene off] Ha-ha, that's great, ha-ha. I can't wait to hear the rest of it, ya know, but I really have to go to the bathroom so... Hey, come with me. Yeah, yeah, it'll be like we're gal pals, ya know, like at a restraunt. Oh, it'll be fun, c'mon. [they go in the bathroom]
Rachel: Oh, Ross, c'mon, please! Don't make this harder than it already is!
MR. GELLER: C'mon Rich, it's my birthday, let me live vicariously.
CHANDLER: OK, well that's the part where I'm a wank. But I was hoping we wouldn't focus on that. [Joey goes to his room and shuts the door] Hey, c'mon man, I said I was sorry like a hundred times, I promise I will never take it off my. . . [notices the bracelet is missing from his wrist] wrist. But if, if you want to stay in there and be mad, you know, you just uh, you stay in there. [he starts searching the room, lifting up the couch cushions]
[Scene: Chandler and Joey's apartment. Chandler is answering the door in his robe.] CHAN: No, no, no, no, no, no [opens door to Monica] No. Monica, it's Sunday morning. I'm not running on a Sunday. MNCA: Why not? CHAN: Because it's Sunday. It's God's day. MNCA: OK, if you say stop, then we stop. CHAN: OK, stop. MNCA: No, c'mon, we can't stop, c'mon, we've got three more pounds to go. I am the energy train and you are on board. Woo-woo, woo-woo, woo-woo [Chandler walks out of the apartment, leaving Monica] Woo. [Scene: Rachel and Monica's apartment. Rachel is taking asprin. Ross enters.] ROSS: Hey Rach. RACH: Ahhhh. ROSS: Oh. And how was the date? RACH: Umm, I think there was a restaurant... I know there was wine. . . [Rachel looks at Ross as though she remembers something, but can't place what it is.]