words in movies
Ross: Absolutely. (Very Squeaky.) I'm fine! Totally fine. I don't know why it's coming out all loud and squeaky, 'cause really, (deep voice) I'm fine. I'm not saying I wasn't a little surprised to see you guys kissing. I mean, at first I was like.. (Screams.) But now that I've had time to absorb it; Lovin' this.
Joey: Look, don't you think that will be a little weird?
Monica: I don't know!
Joey: Okay, listen, hey, Ross. Why don't you try to relax, okay? Maybe have a drink.
Frank Jr.: You just don't know how hard it is, Phoebe. There's just so many of them. You know, two I can handle. Two's great. You just hold one in each hand, but what do I do when the third one runs at me with his bike helmet on. I've got no more hands to protect my area! There's three of them, Phoebe, three!
Chandler: You want me to wash my hands first, don't you?
(Joey and Rachel don't know how to respond to that.)
Rachel: Ross, you don't even have oven mitts on!
Frank Jr.: Oh, I don't know, she's pretty tired, too, I think we've got her onboard.
Frank Jr.: Oh, I think you're right. Oh, wow. Phoebe, I don't think I can give one of them up. I mean, you know, they drive me crazy, but they're my babies.
Frank Jr. (looks at the triplets): Look at them! Aw. I love you so much. (Strokes Leslie's hair, and she moves a little.) Oh crap, don't wake up, don't wake up!
Bill: Some little snacks for everybody. Oh, you don't have to eat the sour worms. Those are for Owen.
Chandler: But kids are so intuitive. Don't you think on some level he already knows?
Rachel: Ross, you don't seem okay.
Ross: I don't even know what that's for.
Rachel: Uh-huh. Okay. You know what, Joey, I don't think he's ever gonna be okay with this.
Joey: No, no, no. You actually did that when you were dancing to the Chicago-soundtrack. Look, Ross, about, about Rachel and I. Listen, you don't have to worry about that, okay? Because nothing is gonna happen.
Joey: Um-hmm! Look, I-I-I don't know how much more of this I can take! Did you know he taped over my Baywatch tape with some show about bugs! My God! What if that had been porn?
CHANDLER: You know, I don't think we brought enough stuff. Did you forget to pack the baby's anvil?
Ross: Look, Rachel, this is poker. I play to win, alright? In order for me to win, other people have to lose. So if you're gonna play poker with me, don't expect me to be a 'nice guy,' OK? Cause once those cards are dealt... (claps hands three times)
ROSS: Yeah. I don't know, I've been wanting this since like ninth grade typing, ya know. And I just want it to be perfect and right and. . . why isn't that laser beam cutting through the paint?
Monica: Hey, don't say that! You got just as good a chance as anybody else of getting that job!
PHOE: Oohh, um, no, I don't think that's the problem. 'Cause we went, um, dancing the other night and the way he held me so close, and the way he was looking into my eyes I just like... definitely felt something.
CHANDLER: Well, don't, don't think me immodest, but, me?
Roy: You know, actually that's not a bad idea. I can do it out of my apartment. I don't think my mom would mind.
Rachel: All right. Look. Gavin...I...I guess I felt guilty that you were here, which I shouldn't. You know Ross and I are not inany relationship but...he is the father of my child, and you know we do live together and plus there is just so muchhistory...you know it's just...I don't know, I'm sorry, I'm just all over the place.
Chandler: All of a sudden, the phone starts to ring. Now I don't know what to do, everybody starts looking at me.
Amanda: (noticing the bottle of wine he has) Oh, I don't mean to be a square, but I'd really appreciate it if you wait and drink your wine after the kids are asleep? Oh uh, thanks for this, I hope I can do the same for you sometime. (She leaves)
Rachel: No, honey, they're not, but don't worry, because we are going to find them, and until we do, we are all here for you, ok?
Phoebe: Sure! Look, ok, bottom line: I love Mike... David! David. I love David. Don't look at me that way, Roseanne Rosannadanna!
Monica: Don't say it. (closes Ethan's mouth with her hand)
Chandler: (sarcastically) Oh, I left them on my bulldozer... I don't have tools!
Phoebe: Okay, lesson one: chords. Now, I don't know the actual names of the chords but umm, I-I-I made up names for the way my hand looks while I'm doing them. (She starts to show Joey the chords. Transcribers Note: For this one you'll have to use your imagination, 'cause it would take me 50 pages to describe each one. So if you want to see them, you'll have to wait for this episode to come to a TV near you.) (Holding up her hand and then reconfiguring her hand with each name.) So then, this is Bear Claw. Okay, umm, Turkey Leg and Old Lady. (Joey tries to imitate them.)
Julie: Hi, but I'm not here, you haven't met me. I'll make a much better first impression tomorrow when I don't have 20 hours of cab and plane on me.
Ross: No I don't, to hell with her, she left me!
Monica: No you don't.
Ross: I don't want to be single, okay? I just... I just- I just wanna be married again!
Rachel: (on phone) Daddy, I just... I can't marry him! I'm sorry. I just don't love him. Well, it matters to me!
Rachel: Well, maybe that's my decision. Well, maybe I don't need your money. Wait!! Wait, I said maybe!!
Phoebe: Oh, I wish I could, but I don't want to.
Chandler: All right, kids, I gotta get to work. If I don't input those numbers,... it doesn't make much of a difference...
Phoebe: Oh no, don't hate, you don't want to put that out into the universe.
Ross: I honestly don't know if I'm hungry or horny.
Rachel: Ohh please don't be from a real dinosaur! Please! Please! Please! Please! Please! Please! Please! Please! (She picks up the 2 pieces and looks at the stand.) Made in Mexico! Yes!! Ugh, who would buy this?! (Looks for a place to hide it and finds a wall sconce and drops the pieces into it and heads into the kitchen as the phone rings.)
Monica: What you guys don't understand is, for us, kissing is as important as any part of it.
Rachel: I don't think so.
Chandler: Yes, please don't spoil all this fun.
Rachel: No, you have it, really, I don't want it-
Mrs. Geller: Well, they don't have to know that... (She starts to fluff the same pillow Monica fluffed multiple times earlier.)
Phoebe: No, look, don't touch that!
Monica: No Mom, I don't have a restaurant, I work in a restaurant.
Rachel: Go Monana! Well, you ladies are not the only ones living the dream. I get to go pour coffee for people I don't know. Don't wait up. (Exits)
Ross: No, no don't! Stop cleansing my aura! No, just leave my aura alone, okay?
Chandler: Don't say that. Don't tangle the dream and take it away.
Ross: You- uh- y'know what, I'm gonna go. I don't- I don't think I can be involved in this particular thing right now.
Ross: Then don't do that, alright?
Ross: Helen Geller? I don't think so.
Ross: Oh, 's'funny, really? Um, I don't remember you making any sperm.
Ross: Yeah, and-and it's not that we don't like the comedian, it's that-that... that's not why we bought the ticket.
Phoebe: No, I want you to have it. I don't want it.
Monica: Look, I don't even know how I feel about him yet. Just give me a chance to figure that out.
Monica: Can you believe it? ...Y'know what? I just don't feel the thing. I mean, they feel the thing, I don't feel the thing.
All: Oh, hey, don't do that! Cut it out!
Monica: Chandler, you're an only child, right? You don't have any of this.
Ross: Don't you realise what you're-you're doing to yourself?
Ross: (Reading letters) Oh God. (To Marcel) We didn't get into Scranton. (To the others) That was like our safety zoo. They take like dogs and cows. See? I don't know who this is harder on, me or him.
Ross: Oh, now, don't listen to him, Pheebs, I think it's endearing.
PHOEBE: No. This whole like playing-for-money thing is so not good for me. You know, I don't know, when I sang "Su-Su-Suicide", I got a dollar seventy-five. But then, "Smelly Cat", I got 25 cents and a condom. So you know, now I just feel really bad for Smelly Cat.
Monica: No, you were right. I don't have a plan. (There's a knock on the door.)
Phoebe: Oh, well... 'cause.... you just... I don't like this question.
[Scene: A blackjack table, Joey is moving in to try and get his hand twin (who's dealing) to join him in his evil plot to rule the world! "Join me, and together we'll rule the universe as father and son!" (Sorry, I had a little Star Wars creep in thereOoh, I have a big spoiler for The Phantom Menace, Yoda lives at the end! Ha-ha, spoiled it! Now you don't have to see it!)]
Rachel: I don't know! I mean, we still care about each other. There's a history there. 'S'like you and Carol.
Rachel: Don't you have a laundry room in your building?
Joey: You don't say.
Joey: No, yeah, no, ok, but not yet. I don't wanna seem too eager. One Mississippi, two Mississippi, three Mississippi. That seems pretty cool. (he walks over to her) Hey, Angela.
Ross: Well I, I don't know. Why?
Phoebe: Eww, I don't wanna do that.
Rachel: You don't.
Chandler: Oh, I don't know, a million?
Phoebe: Yeah, I know, he's sweet, but it's just not fun anymore, you know? I don't know if it's me, or his hunger strike, or, I don't know.
Phoebe: Oh! Oh! Oh! Okay, fine, fine. Now I don't feel so bad about sleeping with Jason Hurley.
ROSS: Oh, oh my God, is this the wrong day? I don't believe it, uh, well, hey, I guess if it works out we'll, we'll have something to tell the grandkids.
Chandler: Don't go.
Jill: (on phone) I'm fine. No, I'm not alone... I don't know, some guy.
Aurora: Don't worry. I imagine he'd be okay with you because really, he's okay with Ethan.
Monica: What? So you guys don't mind going out with someone else who's going out with someone else?
Monica: He's in the bathroom. I don't think you wanna go in there!
Chandler: Well, why don't you send her a musical bug, op, no you already did that. All right look, you're going to have to go there yourself now, okay, make a few surprise visits.
Ross: But, um... I don't think that's going to be you.
Chandler: I don't know, I-I have to listen to both of them, they don't exactly let each other finish...
Joey: Hey, don't look at me. This is Ross's thing.
Ross: We're shushing... because... we're trying to hear something. Listen. (everyone is silent) Don't you hear that?
Chandler: Look Ross, if you don't know them by now, you will never know them, okay? That is the beauty of this game. It makes you want to kill yourself.
Susan: What, you don't think they can hear sounds in there?
Chandler: Joe, I don't think this is going to be your big break.
Ross: (sarcastic) I don't see why not.
Chandler: Well, don't we look nice all dressed up?...It's stuff like that, isn't it?
Joey: Priesthood! Look Ross, I'm telling you, she has no idea what you're thinking. If you don't ask her out soon you're going to end up stuck in the zone forever.
Chandler: All right fine, don't do anything, just sit here and talk to us, meanwhile she is talking to him about you. And he's being Mr. Joe Sensitive, and she starts thinking 'Maybe this is the guy for me, because he understands me.'
Chandler: Hi, um, I'm account number 7143457. And, uh, I don't know if you got any of that, but I would really like a copy of the tape.
Joey: Yeah, well don't get me wrong, you're a better agent than she is, but at least with her I don't want to blow my pretty dumb brains out.
Chandler: So you don't think I have a, a quality?
Monica: No, no, no, I don't make chocolate pies. When I was younger I-I enter in this pie-eating contest. I ate so many that just the thought of them made me sick.
Ross: Why don't we just put 'poor little Tooty' out in the hall?
Ross: I dunno, it's weird. I mean, I know she's gone, but I just don't feel, uh...
Joey: Oh well, the powerball lottery is upto 300 million and they don't sell tickets here in New York, so...
Ross: What, we-uh- we don't have shoes here, or...?
Phoebe: Ooh, ooh! Why don't we invite her?
Carol: Look, you don't have to talk to it. You can sing to it if you want.
Girl: Really? You don't know what that means to me.
Ross: I don't know. It's just not the same without Mom in the kitchen.
Monica: No I don't.
Monica: No, no, I don't.
Carol: So don't do it, it's fine. You don't have to do it just because Susan does it.
Phoebe: Oh don't do that.
Monica: Why don't you just get a roommate?
Ross: I don't know. It's going to be weird not having a job for a while, but I, I definitely don't care about my sandwich.