words in movies
Monica: Phoebe, don't worry about it. I'm sure she wants to live with you.
Phoebe: Probably? Yeah, I don't like that word. (Chandler and Monica look surprised) Kind of what probably really means. Yeah, uh-huh. Yeah, oh, "Your mom probably won't kill herself," yknow? I'm sorry, but I'm not hanging all my hopes of Rachel and I living together on-on "Probably!" Yknow? You gotta take care of yourselves! (She starts to walk out) In this world history teaches us nothing! (Exits)
Monica: I'm sorry. But not that sorry, 'cause you don't have to live with it. Um, we have a reservation under the name Chandler Bing.
Ross: Wooooooo, hehehe. Hey, ahh, you don't feel like you're gonna throw up, do ya?
Ross: Well, I do, so let's... (Ben and Ross sit down on the couch) So, Ben, you uh, you know what holiday is coming up, don't ya?
Monica: I don't know.
Ross: Okay look, do-do, you have anything Christmassy? I promised my son, and I really don't want to disappoint him, um, come on, I uh, you gotta have something.
Monica: Okay Ben, why don't you come open some more presents, and Santa, the Armadillo, and I have a little talk in the kitchen? There's a sentence, I never thought I'd say.
Rachel: That is it! You just barge in here, you don't knock
Ross: Wha, heh, how could you know, I don't even know!
Chandler: Y'know, I don't see that happening?
Monica: You know, I know that things could still go wrong but if they don't? If this works out, we're gonna have a baby Chandler, a baby!
Mr. Tribbiani: I don't want you taking that thing.
Joey: I don't know uhh (Pause as he thinks about it.) Well, I'm Joey. Yeah, I'm disgusting, I take my underwear off in other people's homes.
Joey: I don't wanna hear it! Now go to my room!
Phoebe: Uh-huh. Okay. Okay, don't you think, maybe, though, it's just that he's so perceptive that it freaks you out?
MONICA: All right, look, Ross. I realize that you have issues with Carol and Susan, and I feel for you, I do. But if you don't help me cook, I'm gonna take a bunch of those little hot dogs, and I'm gonna create a new appetizer called "pigs in Ross". All right, ball the melon.
Mrs. Tribbiani: Well don't be, because now everything's screwed up. I just want it the way it was.
Roger: Oh. They don't.
Phoebe: It's, I mean, it's nothing, I'm fine. It's my friends. They-they have a liking problem with you. In that, um, they don't.
Phoebe: But I don't. Me, Phoebe.
Rachel: No! Phoebes! Don't you remember why you dumped the guy?
Rachel: Okay, see, see, you guys, what if we don't get magic beans? I mean, what if all we've got are.. beans?
Monica: I don't know. Maybe we're some kinda magnets.
Chandler: Y'know, I don't know why you're so embarrassed, they were very nice boobies.
Gunther: I... I don't know if that changes your plans at all, but I thought you should know.
Ross: (on intercom) Uh, never mind, I don't want to know. (Carol and Susan laugh)
Joey: Oh... food. No, sex. Food! Sex! Food! Se-I don't know! Good God, I don't know, I want girls on bread!
Joey: I don't know. You dumped her on New Year's.
Joey: (to Chandler) If you don't do it, I will.
Chandler: Oh, no I don't.
Phoebe: Oh, I don't make them a lot because I don't think it's fair to the other cookies
Janice: No, it isn't, because you won't let that happen. Don't you know it yet? You love me, Chandler Bing.
Rachel: Okay. 'Cause this is where I wanna be, okay? No more messing around. I don't wanna mess this up again.
Rachel: Y'know honey, umm, as uh, as flattered as I am that uh, you saw me first, uhh, I just, I-I don't think we should be cranking anything up.
Carol: Uh, I don't think she's in the bathroom. Her coat is gone.
David: I don't know. I don't know what I'm gonna do. I just- you decide.
Chandler: I don't know. That's the thing. I don't know what I want to do. I just know I'm not going to figure it out working there.
Rachel: I don't!
Joey: I don't know. What are you wearing?
Rachel: No. But don't worry, I'm sure they're still there.
Monica: I don't know. I don't know. It's just going to be so great!
Chandler: It is a crime that you and I don't spend more time together.
Ross: Well, I don't know.... (gestures) huh-huh.... but I'm hoping (gestures) huh-huh.
Ross: Me. Was that not clear? Hey, why don't, um, why don't I just join you both, here?
Joey: I don't know. We're talking about whipped fish, Monica. I'm just happy I'm keeping it down, y'know?
Ross: You know, sometimes when I'm alone in my apartment, I look over here and you guys... are just having dinner or... watching TV or something, but... it makes me feel better. And now when I look over, who am I gonna see? The Gottliebs, the Yangs? They don't make me feel so good. (Joey pats Ross on his back)
Janice: You seek me out. Something deep in your soul calls out to me like a foghorn. Janice, Janice. You want me. You need me. You can't live without me. And you know it. You just don't know you know it. See ya.
Ross: Wait, did you get to the part about his 'huge throbbing pens'? Tell ya, you don't wanna be around when he starts writing with those!
Chandler: It's so good I don't know what I've done to deserve it!
Ross: I... ahem... I really don't think so.
Fireman No. 3: We get off around midnight, why don't we pick you up then?
Joey: Fine, fine, so, why don't the four of us go out and have dinner together tonight? You know, as friends?
Steve: You know, I don't know what I'm looking for.
Monica: No, we don't. (reaches for box)
Rachel: You don't want to work for a guy like that.
Ross: Why... I... I don't know. (Sandy tilts his head again) Uhm... errrr... maybe... maybe because of my father?
Monica: Why don't you just have a seat here? (he sits at the table, then tries to secretly eat the Gummi-bears. Monica spots him.) OK... give me the Gummi-bears.
Chandler: (leaving) I don't care, I don't care! Game's over! I'm weak! I've gotta smoke! I've gotta have the smoke!
Chandler: Well, you know Phoebs. I don't know if it's your kinda thing, because it involves a lot of being normal. For a large portion of the day.
Chandler: Janice. Hi, Janice. Ok, here we go. I don't think we should go out anymore. Janice.
Monica: (No longer touched) you don't have insurance?
Joey: What can I do? Look, I don't want to do anything to screw it up with Ursula.
Monica (as Rachel): ..well, why don't you tell them? After all it, is your ankle.
Rachel: Okay, listen, I'm thinking, why don't we just tell them who we really are? I mean, it'll be fine, I really think it'll be fine.
(The doctors don't know what to make of all this.)
Monica: I don't know! Why don't you just explain? What do they want? Find out what they want!
Phoebe: Oh, no. Don't you hate it when people aren't there for you?
Joey: All right! There is something. I kinda had a dream, (pause) but I don't want to talk about it. (Starts for his room.)
Joey: No, no, no, don't say "listen." I know that "listen." I've said that "listen."
Joey: I don't get it. What happened? What about everything you said under the bridge?
Ross: Yeah, uh, except for the red sock, which is still red. I'm sorry, please don't be upset, it could happen to anyone.
Joey: You don't drink.
Ross: I don't know.
Rachel: Just a touch. Mon, I don't understand. I mean, you've been dating this guy since like, what... his midterms? I mean, why all the sudden are you so... Oh.
Joey: Yeah, we just don't happen to know any women that know how to play poker.
Rachel (as Monica): You know what, it's feeling a lot better, thank you, um... Well, listen, why don't you two sit down and, and we'll get you some glasses... okay... (They don't know what to do with their coats and Monica points to the living room) STAT!
Phoebe: I don't even have a 'pl'.
Joey: You know what, you guys? It's their first time, why don't we just forget about the money, alright?
Joey: No, I don't think so, see Ross, because I think you love her.
Monica: I don't know. Look he's a great guy and I love being with him but... you know. Things happen, and they happen. You don't plan these things.
Monica: I don't think so.
Joey: Look, Rachel, we don't have to do this.
(Rachel goes back and sits down. The rest don't know what to say.)
Susan: Well, you know, you have to take a course. Otherwise, they don't let you do it.
Ross: Oh, well, when you don't have the cards, you don't have the cards, you know. (looks at Rachel) But, uh... look how happy she is. (smiles)
Joey: Alright now listen, you guys, we talked about it, and if you don't want to play, we completely understand.
Chandler: I mean, don't you think if things were gonna happen with Rachel, they would've happened already?
Ross: (on phone) Yeah, hi, I was just beeped. (pause) No, Andr� is not here. (to Joey) Third time today. (on phone) Yes, I'm sure... No, sir. I don't perform those kind of services.
Rachel: I don't know. The left one.
Rachel: Oh God... Okay. Alright. Alright. Okay. Ross, please don't hate me.
Ross: Oh, I uh, hope you don't mind, I kinda uh, jazzed it up a little. Check this out. (He plays the greeting, and We Will Rock You starts to play and Ross's voice comes over it.) We will, we will, call you back!
Rachel: I don't know. We were watching TV, and then he pooped in Monica's shoe-
ROSS: No. Man I don't wanna have to have Joey with me every time I wanna descent cup of coffee. Ya know, and I don't wanna spend the rest of my life drinking cappucino with a 'K'. I say you and I go back down there and stand up to those guys.
Ross: Well, uh, uh, I don't know, okay, okay, how about with the, uh, with the baby's name?
Chandler: Okay, from now on, you don't get to talk to other people.
Rachel: Ross, you don't know that.
ROSS: I don't believe this. I miss, I miss the first time of everything. I missed, what, the first time he rolled over, the first time he crawled. What else did I miss? Has he spoken yet, is he driving, does he have a favorite liquour?
Ross: Yeah, yeah. Y'know, now that you kicked the sign, hey! I don't miss Marcel any more!
Ross: I don't even wanna hear it, you're just...
Mr. Heckles: I don't have a monkey.
Phoebe: Oh, because, you know... they don't like you.
Joey: No, no, no, don't you dare bail on me. The only reason she's goin' out with me is because I said I could bring a friend for her friend.
Chandler: Oh yes, yes, we could play some other game... like, uh, I don't know... Pictionary?
Rachel: No. No-no-no-no, no. I mean, don't do that. Not, I mean not for me.
Rachel: Y'know, I know it's totally superficial and we have absolutely nothing in common, and we don't even speak the same language but Goooooooddddddd....
Monica: Don't you have to pee?
Monica: Why don't you just take it with you?