words in movies
Joey: Well, I figured were in another country, so it doesnt count.
Chandler: (entering) Im still on London time, does that count?
JOEY: Well, I'm makin money now and this is payin' you back for head shots, electric bills, and so many slices of pizza I can't even count. I love ya man.
Carol: Count faster.
Ross: Oh Pheebs, thats great. It doesnt count.
Chandler: Oh, that's not true. You had an impact on me, I mean, it's 15 years later and we're still best friends. Doesn't that count for something?
CHANDLER: Well, we could count again.
Joey: Fortune! This guy is so stupid. (yelling) It's Count Rushmore!!
Assistant: Mississippi? I said count to five'!
Monica: Does so count!
Ross: Ow! Ow! Okay, okay, fine, fine! All right, you wanna win by cheating, go ahead, all right. Phoebe the touchdown does count, you win.
Ross: Uh, hello, the buzzer buzzed. It doesnt count.
Ross: Whoa, whoa, whoa, ho, ho, ho, you did not win the game, the touchdown didnt count, because of the spectacularly illegal, oh and by the way savage nose breaking.
Monica: Whew. Although yknow, this is part of a salt and pepper set. I mean I guess yknow it may just count as a half a present. What do you think?
Joey: I discovered Im able to count all of my teeth using just my tongue.
Rachel: Well, the first time didn't really count... I mean, y'know, 's'Barry.
Monica: Okay, count to three. 1. 2. 3!
Rachel: Ross!! Oh my--ugh!! You kept count?! You are such a loser!
Phoebe: Count for what?
Monica: Count in our heads as-as good Madlibs.
Ross: Really? Did you count Mississipily?
Rachel: And your lap does not count! Okay? Come on help me move this.
Chandler: Count of three?
Janine: Joey, you dont have to count down every time we kiss.
Director: Alright were back! Ten seconds left here we go! Ten! Nine! Eight! Seven! (He continues to count as we hear Joey think)
Phoebe: Oh, okay I didnt get that message. So this doesnt countAnyway, Ill be in my office.
Phoebe: I know! Monicas gonna have a baby! Hey, can this count as her something new?
Rachel: Oh right, cause you always pull your pants down at the count of three and play Wipe-out on your butt cheeks.
Assistant: You've got to face the red light. When the red light goes on the spraying is about to start so close your eyes. When the spraying stops, count to five. Pat yourself down to avoid drip marks then turn around so we can get your back. Got it?
Chandler: Count of three?
RACHEL: Well then uh, we better make this night count. [He starts to carry her out.] Oh wait, I forgot to turn off the cappucino machine. [He carries her over to turn it off.] Anchors away. Oh no no, my purse, my purse, my purse, my purse, my purse, my pu rse. [He carries her to the counter to pick up her purse.] Oh, you know what. I forgot to turn off the bathroom light.
Rachel: So whats the final head count on my baby shower?
Chandler: So tell me, how do- how do you think your husband would feel about you sitting here with me?...Sliding your foot so far up my pant leg you can count the change in my pocket?
Chandler: Oh my God this doesnt count! Okay? The interview was over, that was the real Chandler Bing in there, this is just some crazy guy out in the hall! Call security! Theres a crazy guy out in the hall!
Ross: Spray, count, pat, then turn, spray, count and pat.
Phoebe: (singing) ...fuchsia and mauvvve. Those are the 66 colours of my bedroommmm. (applause) Thank you, thank you. Ohh, and I invite you to count the colours in your bedroom. (Sees that Phoebe Sr. has entered, and to her) Except for you. You go away.
Monica: Okay. (in her microphone) It's zero hour. All teams execute on my count. (to all) Let's get this bad boy on the road.
Ross: (looks at her suspiciously) How do you count to five?
Monica: How could you mess this up? It's so easy? You go into the booth, you count to five and you turn around!!
Monica: Oh that's cute! We really all enjoyed it. But y'know, it doesn't count.
Director: Let's try it again, and this time let's watch everybody watch Joey. (to Joey) Show 'em how it's done. (to the pianist) Count it off.
Ross: No, of course, Um Um, everybody? Um, I-I just wanted to say on behalf of my new bride, Rachel (She turns around and smiles), and myself. Umm, that if if in 35 years, were half as happy as you guys are, well count ourselves the luckiest people in the world.
Tape: We will now count from one to five. Un, deux, trois, quatre, cinq.
Monica: All right, let me see. (She grabs the 8 ball.) Will Chandler have sex tonight? (Reads the answer.) Don't count on it. Seems like it works to me.
Chandler: Thanks for trying. (grabs the ticket and starts to leave) Oh, and by the way there is no Count Rushmore!
Joey: Ok whoah-hey... Let me just stop you right there, ok? First, you lied, right? Then, you lied about lying, ok? Then you lied about lying about lying, ok? So before you lie about lying about lying about lying about... lying... (loses count and begins to count the number of 'lyings' in the air but gives up.) (yelling) Stop lying!