words in movies
Chandler: Now, there is a dress laid out on your bed. (Monica stumbles on the steps.) Okay, (catches her) youre doing great. Youre doing great. Youre doing fine.
Rachel: Well, I feel fine, but I think youre bumming out the rest of the kids.
Ross: Which is fine! Because you just turned(Removes two candles from the cake)twenty-eight!
Rachel: No! Ross, no! It is not fine! Eh-eh-according to my plan I should already be with the guy I wanna marry!
The Doctor: Hes doing just fine, hes resting now, but you can see him in a little bit.
Ross: You know what it's fine. If you're okay with the Barbi thing, so am I.
Monica: I'm fine, just a little tired, I'm okay. How's Richard doing?
Ross: Yeah, I'm fine, I'm fine. (A woman emerges from the toilet behind him and he tries to pretend he was in the other one)
Mrs. Bing: (on TV) Oh, fine. I'm leaving for New York tomorrow, which I hate- but I get to see my son, who I love...
Ross: Fine.
RICHARD: That's fine. Well, your other dad and I are gonna go have a romantic evening and I guess I'll just see you kids around.
Monica: Y'know what, thats fine, maybe you havent grown up, but I have.
Ross: Fine, fine, Rachel your with Monica, Joey youre with me.
Chandler: Fine with me.
Ross: Ow! Ow! Okay, okay, fine, fine! All right, you wanna win by cheating, go ahead, all right. Phoebe the touchdown does count, you win.
ROSS: Fine, OK! Heat, heat, heat, and I'm the obsessive one. [goes to the radiator and starts turning the knob] OK, this way is on, so this is. . . [breaks off the knob] off.
Richard: Well, you seem fine.
Monica: All right fine, your guy may have a great body, but our guy is really funny.
Ross: Honey, just relax, it's gonna be fine. Hey, umm,. why don't I come down there and I'll take you out to lunch?
Rachel: (on the verge of tears) Yeah, Im fine.
Ross: Fine. I just need to know that youre not gonna tell your sister.
Rachel: All right!! Fine! Fine.
Joey: Okay, fine, so now what, I just pull it off?
Joey: Oh, hold up, I'll walk out with you. Now, Rach, when she taught you to kiss, you were at camp, and.. were you wearing any kinda little uniform, or- (Rachel exits and slams the door in his face.) That's fine, yeah...
Jasmine: Fine. (starts to leave, and points at Frank) I dont like you!! (leaves)
Rachel: All right, fine. Um, you were not the only one there. (Camera fades to Ross, who's listening very carefully) Joey was there too.
Phoebe: Okay, (starts to pack up her stuff) fine. Come dinosaur, were not welcome in the house of no imagination.
Chandler: Well, I believe the piece of furniture was fine until your little breakfast adventure with Angela Delvecchio
Rachel: Thats fine!
Rachel: Fine! Well ask Phoebe.
Rachel: Im fine, Im fine.
PHOEBE: But Joey, you're gonna be fine. You don't need that show, it was just a dumb soap opera.
Ross: Fine. Ill go.
Rachel: All right. (She starts to take off her robe) Fine.
Ross: Okay, fine, fine. You dont want to believe me? No, thats fine. (starts to leave)
(Oh, I should point out that the live studio audience at this point goes absolutely wild. And I had absolutely no idea that this Will character was that popular! Maybe they should make him the seventh friend. Which would work out just fine since hes already married to one of them. Will is played by some guy named Brad Pitt, I guess hes some sort of actor.)
Phoebe: Yeah... Ogh... Okay, fine. You made your point. Can you please just be Mike Hannigan again?
Phoebe: Fine! Fine! (slams the phone down, breaking it) Oh-oh!
Rachel: Oh! (laughs) Thats fine.
Joey: Fine. Gang up on me! I got you all right where I want you.
Chandler: Fine!
Chandler: No! (Calls) Danielle, hi! It's, uh, it's Chandler! (Listens) I'm fine. Uh, listen, I don't know if you tried to call me, because, uh, idiot that I am, I accidentally shut off my phone. (Listens) Oh, uh, okay, that's fine, that's great. (Listens) Okay. (Puts down the phone.) (to Monica) She's on the other line, she's gonna call me back. (He starts doing a little jig.) She's on the other line, she's gonna call me back, she's on the other line, gonna call me back...
Chandler: All right, fine, you know what, we'll both sit in the chair. (sits on Joey's lap) I'm soooo, comfortable.
Phoebe: No, no, Im fine, and yknow why? Cause of all the riboflavin.
Joey: No, no, no, no! Hes fine! Look, look, look! (picks up the ball) Heres your ball! Get your ball! Get your ball! (he throws the ball and it bounces right next to the dog) Get your ball! My God, what have I done to you, huh? I broke the dog! Pheebs, I broke the dog!
Monica: Oh, would you let it go already?! Youre fine!
Phoebe: No-no, oh, Im fine with the age thing y'know, until it starts sticking its tongue down my little brothers throat!
Ross: Fine by me; hope she wins.
Ross: Fine.
PHOEBE: I'm sorry, but sometimes they need help. That's fine. Go ahead and scoff. You know, there're a lot of things that I don't believe in, but that doesn't mean they're not true.
Ross: Oh, yeah, last week you had a wonderful, nutty, chocolatey kind of a cakey pie thing. (Rachel gives him a dirty look) Nothing, just, just, I'm fine.
Phoebe: She seems fine now.
Ross: (seeing Phoebe still with cat) You didnt tell her?! (They all kinda shy away.) Okay, fine! Pheebs?
Phoebe: Fine. But you can't help me develop my new universal language.
Joey: Hes fine!
Rachel: Look, Im fine. Watch. (She picks up an aspirin between her toes) Look at that. (She lifts her leg to grab the aspirin with her hand and almost falls over.) Whoa-whoa!
MR. GELLER: There you go. So she dips into her savings, that's what it's there for. She's gonna be fine, and if you need a little extra, you know where to find it. [pulls a quarter from behind her ear]
Rachel: Okay, fine. (She gets up and walks into her bedroom)
Joey: Yeah, were gonna be fine! Get out!
Monica: (gets up) Okay, y'know what, Im not fine, Im not. I mean how can I be fine, hearing you come in with her, she wants to see your bedroom.... (pause) Y'know what, what if were friends who dont see other people?
Rachel: Hey, honey! Whats the matter? (Monica shows her, her hat.) Fine, I was just trying to be nice! Whoa!
Monica: Fine!
Chandler: Fine, lets do it.
Chandler: Oh, so, forget about the birds, but big red insects suggest fine dining!
Joey: (getting up) Dude, I'm telling ya! I'm fine! (He tries to take a step and falls flat on his face.)
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.'
Rachel: Alright, fine, you go ahead and you do that, alright Ross.
Joanna: Thats fine, actually Im on the hiring committee, so therell be at least one friendly face.
Ross: Huh? Yeah, fine, invite whoever you want.
Rachel: Oh yeah? Fine.
Emily: Yeah, theyre fine.
Ross: Fine.
Ross: Fine, yknow what, thats it. From now on, Joey, I want you to be my best man.
Ross: OK, fine, well I'm not gonna watch, alright.
Ross: But-but, if you dont love this, well do it in any other place at any other time. Really, its fine, whatever you want.
Phoebe: (leaving) Fine, fine! You would not hold up well under torture!
Rachel: All right, fine.
Joey: No, things are fine with Kathy. Im having a late dinner with her tonight, right after my early dinner with Casey.
Rachel: That's fine. So Monica, you are now in control of my love life.
Monica: He didn't die. I saw his daughter last week. Said he was fine. Her on the other hand, botched Botox.
Chandler: Okay, fine, $300.
Chandler: Fine! (goes into his room and slams the door, then he slams the bottom half of the door.)
Chandler: Fine! Maybe I will too!
Ross: Okay! Okay! Fine, Ill stop! No teaching, okay? Well just watch the pretty light streaking across the sky. (Comets dont streak across the sky, meteors do.) Okay? Whos official name is Bapstein-King.
Phoebe: That's fine, just don't bring it in my mouth.
Rachel: (To Ross) Fine! (To the salesman) We went out.
Phoebe: Oh yeah, no-no-no. I'm fine. I'm okay, but umm, my Grandma sorta died.
Steve: Okay, fine, whatever. Welcome to the building. (Exits.)
Janice: All right, fine, fine, fine, fine, fine, we've got to do something about our little situation here Joey. So, this is my idea: you and me spending some quality time together.
Phoebe: Fine! Okay, all right, so Jane Eyre, first of all, you'd think she's a woman, but she's not. She's a cyborg.
Rachel: Your company has a fine foods division?
Ross: Oh fine.
Rachel: I'm doing just fine! God, Tiffany, you smell so great!
Joey: Yeah, well, that's fine, but the important thing is that I finished it. And uh, I think it's really good, but y'know it'd really help me is if I could hear it. So would you guys read it for me?
Phoebe: Oh, fine! Take his side! (Storms out.)
Joey: Okay, fine.
Phoebe: Fine. (She hands her bell to Ginger and starts to take down her signs.) (The same old lady walks by again.) All right, I'll give you one pointer. Look out for that bitch. (The old lady.)
Phoebe: Yeah! Why would my mother send me a fur? Doesn't she know me but at all! Plus, I have a perfectly fine coat that no innocent animal suffered to make!
Ross: It was pretty funny when I, when I hid it for a while, huh? Anyway, umm, I-I am worried about that bathing suit, not because its revealing which Im fine with, no Im concerned about your health, sun exposure.
Chandler: Fine. We're just sitting here. Alone. Doing nothing. It's our rehearsal for tomorrow.
Ross: Fine. Youll-youll watch it on video when we get back.
Monica: It's okay. I don't care. It's uh, it's fine.
Rachel: Okay. Okay honey, hes fine, hes fine, lets just put him down. Come here, Ben. (sets him on the couch) See thats a good boy. (to Monica) How could you do that to him!! Ross trusted me, what is he going to say?!
Ross: Fine, youre right. Lets ah, lets take a break, (goes to the door) lets cool off, okay, lets get some frozen yoghurt, or something.. (opens the door)