words in movies
Phoebe: Look, I don't wanna talk about it. Okay?
Monica: Chandler! You don't have to ask for my permission. (Quietly) You can go.
Ross: I don't know, umm
Joey: I don't know. But hey, I know we can decide. Okay, I'm gonna ask you questions and you answer real quick. Okay?
The Doctor: I'm Dr. Miller. Monica told me you were a little nervous, but don't worry everything's gonna be just fine.
Dr. Miller: 1 2! (She flinches again.) (Gives up.) Y'know what? You're young; you probably don't have glaucoma.
Rachel: Yeah, no, I don't-I don't put things in my eye.
Monica: I sure do! (She runs over to a drawer, opens it, and grabs a lollipop.) (To Rachel) And you don't get one!
Joey: Uh no, not really. It's an independent film y'know? So we don't have a real big budget. I figured I'd just stay in your room.
Chandler: So you don't get paid unless the movie makes money?
Rachel: Oh honey, I'll say good-bye to you at the car if you don't mind the puss.
Phoebe: Well, if you don't know I can't help you.
Ross: Well, I don't know.
Phoebe: I don't know! I don't remember!
Joey: Don't worry, it's out there! (Just then a horn honks and Joey quickly looks at the road.) I think I just need lunch.
Chandler: I don't know.
Joey: You don't think this is going to be a big break for me?
Joey: I don't believe this!
Chandler: Look Joe, I just, I just don't want to get your hopes up real high.
Joey: Y'know what? I don't need this! Okay? I don't know why you're dumping all over my big break.
Chandler: Joe, I don't think this is going to be your big break.
Chandler: Oh, you don't want me on the trip?
Joey: Yeah! I don't want you on the trip!
Chandler: All right, fine! Fine! Why don't you pull over? I'll get out right now!
Chandler: I don't know! He went crazy! Y'know, we were playing that game where you-you ask a question and you answer it really fast.
Chandler: Well, I don't know what mad him so mad, y'know? All I said was that uh, I didn't think this wasn't gonna be his big break, that this movie wasn't going to do anything for him, and that uh, y'know it didn't sound like a real movie--Okay, he should've pushed me off of the bridge.
Monica: Yes! All right, y'know what? Why don't we start with a practice run? Okay?
Stanley: It's a money thing, we don't have any.
Stanley: I don't know. A week? Maybe two? The money will turn up! People will always wanna invest in movies! Hey, you're not rich are ya?
Monica: 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.
Carol: Look, you don't have to talk to it. You can sing to it if you want.
Monica: No, no, I don't.
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.
Phoebe: Oh don't do that.
Ross: Oh.. you don't get it! (Passes out and slumps across her)
Phoebe: I dunno. I don't feel like kissing anyone tonight.
Monica: I don't know. Rachel I'm-I'm sorry that I hurt your ankles.
Chandler: Excuse me, look, we've been here for over an hour, and a lot of people less sick than my friend have gone in. I mean, that guy with the toe thing? Who's he sleeping with? (She slides the gladd panel over and Chandler talks through it in a loud voice.) Oh, c'mon Dora, don't be mad... I know we both said some things we didn't mean, but that doesn't mean we still don't love each other. (To the waiting room.) Y'know, I feel like I've lost her.. (She slides the panel back, he turns, and it takes him by surprise.) Ba-!
Ross: Oh, I don't know, they seem to have a shared interest in each other's tonsils...
Phoebe: Okay. Good-bye, little monkey guy. Alright, I wrote you this poem. Okay, but don't eat it 'till you get on the plane.
Joey: You don't think my mom's sexy?
Ross: I don't know, God, I... well, it's not like she's a regular mom, y'know? She's, she's sexy, she's...
Joey: How about 'cause if you don't, his mother might.
Phoebe: I don't think you mean that.
ROSS: No look I wasn''t right, that's what I came here to tell you. I was totally hung up on, on my own stuff. Listen, I'm someone who needs the whole security thing, ya know. To know exactly where my next paycheck is coming from buy you, you don't need that and that's amazing to me. I could never do what you do Joey.
Ross: Uh, if you guys don't mind, I'd like to take a moment, just me and him.
Ross: I don't even wanna know about the dark cheese.
Carol: Don't you want to know about the sex?
Ross: (interrupts) No, no, no I don't want to know, don't want to know. Ok, you know, I should probably, I should probably just go.
Ross: No, no, no, no, no, I don't want to know, absolutely not. I think, you know, I think you should know until you look down there, and say, oop, there it is! (pauses) Or isn't...
Phoebe: Oh, okay, I don't know what you just said, so let's get started.
Ross: Waitohheyhuh, oh great now he knows, and I don't know!
Joey: I don't know, birds just don't say, "Hello, sit here, eat something."
Rachel: I guess you don't.
Rachel: I don't know...right, he's the pig!
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.
Joey: What can I do? Look, I don't want to do anything to screw it up with Ursula.
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.
Monica: (No longer touched) you don't have insurance?
Chandler: Janice. Hi, Janice. Ok, here we go. I don't think we should go out anymore. Janice.
Monica (as Rachel): ..well, why don't you tell them? After all it, is your ankle.
Monica: I don't know! Why don't you just explain? What do they want? Find out what they want!
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.)
Phoebe: Oh, no. Don't you hate it when people aren't there for you?
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: 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?
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.)
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.
Susan: Well, you know, you have to take a course. Otherwise, they don't let you do it.
Joey: No, I don't think so, see Ross, because I think you love her.
Monica: I don't think so.
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!