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Joey: You got to tell me exactly what to do there.
Ross: And why exactly would I do that? (Goes back to writing on the board.)
Monica: No! But I know exactly what Im going to say.
Ross: Im telling you, this looks exactly like your wedding! Arent these the same flowers?
(He goes out into the hall and re-enters with a bike exactly like the one Phoebe described earlier.)
Monica: Yes! Exactly.
Joey: Yeah. Yeah, that thats exactly it. Youre right. Yeah.
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: (deadpan) Ooh! Yeah. So yeah, so you know exactly what Im talking about.
(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: (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: Yeah, exactly.
Rachel: Sandy, that's exactly what it is...
Ross: Okay, okay... How exactly is a two month old supposed to appreciate puppets?
Phoebe: Exactly!
Ross: Exactly!! (sits back down at his laptop and starts typing)
Joey: Well, I... I know exactly what I'm gonna do!
Joey: Really? It sounds exactly the same to me.
Chandler: This is exactly the kind of social situation that I am not comfortable with!
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: How... exactly are you pursuing that? Y'know other than sending out resumes like what, two years ago?
Chandler: (astonished) I don't think that's exactly...
Joey: My identical hand twin! The person whose hands are exactly like mine! This thing is a gold mine!
Monica: Yeah! But, he can't not exactly see Emily, I mean that's his wife.
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.
Monica: She looks exactly like Aunt Marilyn.
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: 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?
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?
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.
Chandler: (reading the paper) Says here that a muppet got whacked on Seasame Street last night. (to Ross) Where exactly were around ten-ish?
Chandler: All right, lets break this down. What exactly did he say to you?
Ross: If you have to call me name, I prefer "Ross the Divorcer". It's just cooler. Look, I know my marriage isn't exactly work out. But I love to be that committed to another person. And Carol had some good times before she became a lesbian... and once afterward. I'm sorry.
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.
Rachel: (Looking through her purse.) Okay, you know what? I dont have it, but I can tell you exactly where it is on my night stand, and...okay. But you know what? I have my drivers license and I have a twenty. (She slides it across the counter.)
Phoebe: Okay. (Goes over and hugs him.) Its exactly how Id imagined it would be.
ROSS: Hey, Rach, you know what? I think, I think I know what'll make you feel better. How 'bout you make a list about me. RACHEL: Wha... forget it Ross, no, I am not gonna stand here and make a list of. . . ROSS: C'mon Rachel. RACHEL: OK, you're whiney, you are, you're obsessive, you are insecure, you're, you're gutless, you know, you don't ever, you don't just sort of seize the day, you know. You like me for what, a year, you didn't do anything about it. And, uh, oh, you wear too much of that gel in your hair. ROSS: See there, you uhh, alright, ya, you did what I said. RACHEL: Yeah, and you know what? You're right, I do feel better, thank you Ross. [she walks off and Ross puts his hand to his hair] [Scene: Back at Phoebe's. She is on the phone] PHOEBE: Yeah, um, in Albany, can I have the number of Frank Buffay. . . OK, um, in Ithica. . . alright, um, Saratoga. . . Oneonta. Alright, you know what, you shouldn't call youself information. [hangs up] [Phoebe's grandmother enters] GRANDMOTHER: Hey. PHOEBE: Hello grandma, if that is in fact your real name. GRANDMOTHER: C'mon now Phoe, don't still be mad at me. How's it going? PHOEBE: Well, not so good. Upstate's pretty big, he's pretty small, you do the math. GRANDMOTHER: Well, I think you're better off without him. Oh honey, I know he's your daddy but, but to me he's still the irresponsible creep who knocked up your mom and stole her Gremlin. PHOEBE: No I just, just wanted to know who he was, ya know. GRANDMOTHER: I know. OK, I wasn't completely honest with you when I told you that, uh, I didn't know exactly where he lived. PHOEBE: Whattaya mean? GRANDMOTHER: He lives at 74 Laurel Drive in Middletown. If you hit the Dairy Queen, you've gone too far. You can take my cab. PHOEBE: Wow. Thank you. GRANDMOTHER: Now, remember, nobody else drives that cab. PHOEBE: Uh-huh, got it. Ooh, I'm gonna see my dad. Wish me luck, Grandpa! [blows a kiss to a picture of Einstein]
Carl: Exactly! And you just know I'm gonna be the guy caught behind this hammerhead in traffic!
Phoebe: You're welcome. I remember when I first came to this city. I was fourteen. My mom had just killed herself and my step-dad was back in prison, and I got here, and I didn't know anybody. And I ended up living with this albino guy who was, like, cleaning windshields outside port authority, and then he killed himself, and then I found aromatherapy. So believe me, I know exactly how you feel.
David: Well... just so you know... hearing it wasn't exactly a Vladnik carnival either... Can we at least hug goodbye?
MONICA: Exactly. Oh, I love that I can be totally neurotic around you now. Tell me the truth. Don't you like it better now that everything on your desk is perpendicular?
Ross: Where exactly is your zoo?
MNCA: So, Mr. Rastatter, what exactly does this job entail? The ad wasn't too clear.
Aurora: No, that's not exactly what I was..
Phoebe: See, this is exactly what we do not have time for. (She rushes into her room)
Rachel: (exasperated) Yes, Chandler, that's exactly what it is. It's your hair.
Chandler: I don't know, I-I have to listen to both of them, they don't exactly let each other finish...
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: I'm telling you, she said she's looking for a relationship with someone exactly like me.
Fake Monica: There's nothing to wonder about, Monica. You're gonna go back to being exactly who you were, because that's who you are.
Ross: Oh-oh, youre-youre fellow scholars. What exactly were you looking for, hmm? Perhaps, (Grabs a book from the shelf behind him) perhaps Dr. Chester Stocks musings on the Smiledon Californicus?
Ross: Exactly, itll be illegal for him to drink at his own bachelor party.
RACHEL: Now, what exactly is in a cobb salad?
Joey: Exactly.
MONICA: How do you know exactly what she's going through?
JOEY: Yeah, I know exactly what she's goin' through.
EDDIE: That's very interesting, ya know, 'cause that's exactly what someone who slept with her would say.
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.
MRS. GREENE: Sweetheart, you obviously have a problem. You've chosen a boyfriend exactly like your father.
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)
CHANDLER: Well, we haven't exactly met, we just stayed up all night talking on the internet.
Phoebe: Well not exactly like the one in the poem.
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?
Ross: Exactly. So you didnt, didnt mention anything to Issac right?
[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 ]
Richard: Exactly. (pushes her back)
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.
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.
Monica: All right people listen, Ive got exactly twenty-eight minutes before I have to baste again.
CHANDLER: Not exactly. . . I'm wearin panties.
Rachel: So now, what exactly is the point of the box?
Chandler: I dont know exactly.
Rachel: Said what? Exactly.
Ross: Hey-hey, I thought she told you to follow the recipe exactly!
Chandler: Its not gonna be exactly like last time.
Mark: Yeah, a box full of your desk stuff doesn't exactly say big promotion.
Chandler: It's exactly like it sounds.
Monica: Why, exactly?
Chandler: Yes! Two thousand dollars exactly! How do you know that! (Joey begins writing a cheque)
Phoebe: Yes! Exactly! And that's why
Rachel: Exactly.
Joey: That's right, he almost could. Which is exactly how I got stuck there.
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.
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!
Rachel: Yes! Thank you! Exactly! You want it?
Joey: He's kinda tall, dark hair, hand looks exactly like this. (Holds up his hand.) See?
Ross: Yes, exactly!
Monica: Behind my brother's back? (Rachel glares at her) ... is exactly the kind of crazy thing you won't be hearing from me.
Chandler: Exactly.
Joey: Exactly.
Monica: This is so great! This is exactly how we set the plates at the restaurant.
Chandler: Well I was I was exactly expecting company after (He looks at his watch.) 9:15.
Chandler: Not 700 exactly?
Chandler: Exactly. Weekend At Bernie's! Dead guy getting hit in the groin twenty, thirty times! No?
Monica: Uh-huh, what exactly did you ask her?
Ross: Put it back exactly where you found it?