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Ross: And why exactly would I do that? (Goes back to writing on the board.)
EDDIE: That's very interesting, ya know, 'cause that's exactly what someone who slept with her would say.
Ross: This... this is exactly what I'm talking about. What kind of a guy makes... makes... delicate French cookies, huh? They're not even... butch, manly cookies with... with... you know with... with chunks. (takes a careful bite from the cookie)
MRS. GREENE: Sweetheart, you obviously have a problem. You've chosen a boyfriend exactly like your father.
CHANDLER: Well, we haven't exactly met, we just stayed up all night talking on the internet.
CHANDLER: Not exactly. . . I'm wearin panties.
Gavin: Exactly how contagious is this thing you have? I mean is it a cold for standing on the balcony or did a monkey bite you?
[Scene: Ross and Rachel's hotel room, Rachel is still trying to get the ink off and Ross is on the phone to the company. Wait a minute, why exactly are they sharing a hotel room? Didn't they like break-up or something? Did I miss a memo? Or maybe, it's just foreshadowing things to come. Who knows? Maybe the answer's at the bottom of the page. Then again, maybe it isn't and it's just one of those things TV writers just don't explain. Anyhoo ]
Joey: What's it sound like? It's a guy with my identical hands! It was incredible! Chandler, the dealer's hands were exactly like me! It-it was like looking at my hands in a mirror!
Monica: I dont know exactly. Its-its sorta like wrestling.
Ross: Yeah, which, which we have to leave for in exactly twelve minutes. All right, come on, I'll just pick something out for you.
Phoebe: Well not exactly like the one in the poem.
Richard: Exactly. (pushes her back)
Ross: Exactly. So you didnt, didnt mention anything to Issac right?
Monica: All right people listen, Ive got exactly twenty-eight minutes before I have to baste again.
Phoebe: Exactly! Look, no matter what I tried to do, I couldn't keep you out of my life. Of all the people I have cut out, you were the only one who ever clawed her way back in.
Rachel: Said what? Exactly.
Rachel: So now, what exactly is the point of the box?
Ross: Hey-hey, I thought she told you to follow the recipe exactly!
Chandler: Its not gonna be exactly like last time.
Chandler: I dont know exactly.
Mark: Yeah, a box full of your desk stuff doesn't exactly say big promotion.
Phoebe: Yes! Exactly! And that's why
Chandler: It's exactly like it sounds.
Chandler: Yes! Two thousand dollars exactly! How do you know that! (Joey begins writing a cheque)
Monica: Why, exactly?
Joey: That's right, he almost could. Which is exactly how I got stuck there.
Rachel: Exactly.
Phoebe: Exactly! Because it's in the past!
Joey: Well, no, not exactly! All right, look, I, I wasn't trying to save Ross. Okay? My sandwich was next to Ross. All right? I was, I was trying to save my sandwich.
Rachel: Yes! Thank you! Exactly! You want it?
Ross: Well, with everything thats been going on lately, I havent exactly been the perfect boyfriend. You know, I, uh, I didnt tell her I got Rachel pregnant. I gave her a key to my apartment, and then had the locks changed! And then I lied to her about Rachel moving in with me. In a way, I actually judge her for not breaking up with me sooner, you know?
Paul: What?! I cant believe youre trying to stifle me! When just 14 hours ago we figured out that that is exactly what my mother was trying to do to me!
Joey: He's kinda tall, dark hair, hand looks exactly like this. (Holds up his hand.) See?
Chandler: Well I was I was exactly expecting company after (He looks at his watch.) 9:15.
Monica: Behind my brother's back? (Rachel glares at her) ... is exactly the kind of crazy thing you won't be hearing from me.
Joey: Exactly.
Monica: This is so great! This is exactly how we set the plates at the restaurant.
Ross: Yes, exactly!
Chandler: Exactly. Weekend At Bernie's! Dead guy getting hit in the groin twenty, thirty times! No?
Chandler: Not 700 exactly?
Chandler: Exactly.
Monica: Uh-huh, what exactly did you ask her?
Ross: Put it back exactly where you found it?
Chandler: Yes I'm gonna put it back (Mocking Ross) exactly where I found it.
Monica: (angrily) That is exactly why I do not lend you stuff!! (Rachel looks over at Phoebe in resignation.) Okay?! I mean, first it's my jewelry! And if it's not my jewelry, it's-it's my blue sweater! And if it's not my sweater, it's my sunglasses!
Director: Oh no! You get up there and do that again exactly like that!
Ross: No-no, I got the edge. I know it's not exactly ethical but I sent him a little bribe to
Joey: (in his head) 2,000 bucks is a lot of money. Oh, I wish I had a twin. Where could I find someone who looks exactly like me? (The camera widens its shot to reveal a room full of Joey look-a-likes. Joey looks at the guy next to him and then back at his script.)
Joey: Well I dont know remember exactly but, its-its pretty much about having and giving and sharing and receiving.
Chandler: All right, now look at her and tell me she doesnt look exactly like her sister.
Rachel: Exactly.
Rachel: Exactly!
Rachel: But honey he calls everybody by a nickname! Okay, look, I know, all right, just one dinner, please, just one night for me, please. I just want him to love you like I do. (Ross looks at her) All right, well not exactly like I do, but, but, if you do come to dinner, Ill love you like I do in that black thing that you like.
Joey: Exactly! All right, everybody, listen up. The coffeehouse is going to be closed for about an hour.
Monica: (To Chandler) How great are you, you little saver?! I mean, the-the amount you have is exactly the budget of my dream wedding!
Cecilia: (walking up) Youre absolutely right they are writing me out of the show. They dont know exactly when its going to happen, but apparently going to be very soon and thats it.
The Waitress: She says its to dry now and she wants to come back here and explain to you exactly how she wants it.
Phoebe: See? This is exactly why you shouldnt lie!
Rachel: (laughs) Oh my God. Can you imagine if there was?! I mean, (getting serious) what would happen exactly.
Rachel: Exactly! Unisex!
Monica: See? This is exactly why Im making this candy. We can learn their names and get to know our neighbors.
Phoebe: Thats right, exactly. (sees them) All right, its a good bye kiss, thats good. (Frank picks Alice up and they move to the couch) Bye-bye. (They both lie down on the couch and start to make out.) Okay, no, the important thing is that you see what Im saying, y'know, just y'know, this is clearly wrong. (They ignore her) Okay, Ive decided Im gonna let this happen! Okay, can I just get my purse? (She reaches in and Alice moans) Okay, all right, good. (leaves).
Ross: Dad that wont matter to her. Look, all my stuff is safe and dry and all her is-is, is growing new stuff! See, this is exactly the kind of thing that makes her think you guys love me more than you love her.
Paul: Thats exactly what my dad used to say! (Starts to breakdown again.)
Rachel: I found him! (To Ben) Very funny, come here! (She sits down on the coffee table and Ben walks up.) That is exactly why Ive come here to talk to you okay?
Ross: Im telling you, this looks exactly like your wedding! Arent these the same flowers?
Monica: No! But I know exactly what Im going to say.
(He goes out into the hall and re-enters with a bike exactly like the one Phoebe described earlier.)
Monica: Yes! Exactly.
ROSS: [sitting at table talking to a girl] It's hard to tell because I'm sweating, but I use exactly what the gel bottle says, an amount about the size of a pea. How, how can that be too much?
Joey: Yeah. Yeah, that thats exactly it. Youre right. Yeah.
Joey: (deadpan) Ooh! Yeah. So yeah, so you know exactly what Im talking about.
Ross: Okay, okay... How exactly is a two month old supposed to appreciate puppets?
(The dog returns with a ball that looks exactly like the same one Joey has.)
Don: Thats exactly what I said. Phoebe, isnt that strange.
Joey: Which part exactly?
Ross: Yeah, exactly.
Rachel: Sandy, that's exactly what it is...
Joey: You got to tell me exactly what to do there.
Ross: (pulls his hand away) Okay! Okay. (To his parents) Look, I, uh- I realise you guys have been wondering what exactly happened between Carol and me, and, so, well, here's the deal. Carol's a lesbian. She's living with a woman named Susan. She's pregnant with my child, and she and Susan are going to raise the baby.
Ross: Exactly!! (sits back down at his laptop and starts typing)
Joey: My identical hand twin! The person whose hands are exactly like mine! This thing is a gold mine!
Phoebe: Exactly!
Joey: Well, I... I know exactly what I'm gonna do!
Chandler: This is exactly the kind of social situation that I am not comfortable with!
Joey: Really? It sounds exactly the same to me.
RACHEL: No.� No, because I know exactly how the conversation's gonna go.� "Hey Ross, you know, I think we had a moment before."
Chandler: (astonished) I don't think that's exactly...
Monica: Yeah! But, he can't not exactly see Emily, I mean that's his wife.
Chandler: How... exactly are you pursuing that? Y'know other than sending out resumes like what, two years ago?
Phoebe: Okay, well, I just don't, I don't know how it works exactly. See, my name is Buffay and my husband's name is Hannigan, so is it supposed to be Buffay-Hannigan or Hannigan-Buffay?
Monica: She looks exactly like Aunt Marilyn.
Chandler: Little toast here. I know this isn't exactly the kind of Thanksgiving that all of you all planned, but for me, this has been really great, you know, I think because it didn't involve divorce or projectile vomiting. Anyway, I was just thinking, I mean, if you'd gone to Vail, and if you guys'd been with your family, if you didn't have syphilis and stuff, we wouldn't be all together, you know? So I guess what I'm trying to say is that I'm very thankful that all of your Thanksgivings sucked.
Chandler: (reading the paper) Says here that a muppet got whacked on Seasame Street last night. (to Ross) Where exactly were around ten-ish?
Ross: Okay, hey, that's okay with me. Two down and I have exactly twelve minutes.... Wha, my watch stopped. My watch. (shows Chandler) Okay, see, the, the dinosaur tail isn't going around any more. (grabs Chandler's watch) What time is it? It's 7:33, I have seven minutes. I have seven minutes!!
Phoebe: I haven't exactly had a normal life and I never really felt I was missing out on anything but it just feels that now it's my turn some of the regular stuff.
RTST: It's like I'm lookin' in a mirror. Anyway, they're called "fishtachios". They taste exactly like pistachios, but they're made primarily of reconstituted fish bits. Here, try one. You're not allergic to anything, are you?
Chandler: All right, lets break this down. What exactly did he say to you?
PHOEBE: OK, hi. For your information this is exactly what I wanted. This is a tattoo of the earth as seen from a great distance. It's the way my mother sees me from heaven.
Phoebe: Okay. (Goes over and hugs him.) Its exactly how Id imagined it would be.