words in movies
Phoebe: (tremendously overacting) Fine! Ill do it without you! (Joey gives her thumbs up) I dont need you or anybody else! Im gonna make it on my own! (Joey closes the door to his bedroom.) Youll see!! Youll all see!!
Joey: I play Al Pacino's butt. All right? He goes into the shower, and then- I'm his butt. Monica: (trying not to laugh) Oh my God. Joey: C'mon, you guys. This is a real movie, and Al Pacino's in it, and that's big! Chandler: Oh no, it's terrific, it's- it's- y'know, you deserve this, after all your years of struggling, you've finally been able to crack your way into show business. Joey: Okay, okay, fine! Make jokes, I don't care! This is a big break for me! Ross: You're right, you're right, it is.
Ross: Look, dont worry. Okay? Youre gonna be fine.
Phoebe: Well, he came in for a massage and everything was fine until... (The flashback shows Paulo lying face down on the massage table and slowly moving his hands up Phoebe's legs and grabbing her butt.)
Ross: (starts to cry) FINE BY ME!! (he opens the door and traps Chandler behind it)
Rachel: Fine!
Monica: Fine!
Lydia: Ok, that's ok. I'm fine. I'm... oh!
Rachel: Ok. That's fine. (takes her earrings out)
Barry: Yeah! It's fine, it's fine. Robbie's gonna be here for hours.
Dr. Franzblau: You're doing great, you're doing fine.
Ross: Fine, just stop thinking about me.
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.
Ross: Yes, I do have a laundry room in my building, um, but there's a.... rat problem. Apparently they're attracted to the dryer sheets, and they're goin' in fine, but they're comin' out all.... fluffy. Anyway, say, sevenish?
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.
ROSS: [smells Ben's butt] No no, you're fine, you're fine.
Phoebe: Well, he came in for a massage, and everything was fine until. (A flashback starts Paolo, lying on massage table, moving his hands up Phoebe's legs.)
MONICA: That's fine.
Rachel: Okay. Okay fine, yknow what? We will let Ross and Joey decide. (Ross enters.) (In a sexy voice.) Hiiiii, Ross! Sweetie.
CAROL and SUSAN: Great. That would be fine.
MONICA: Rach, I know her pretty well, can I go? [Rachel gives her a look from hell] That's fine.
ROSS: That's fine, I'll just wait!
PHOEBE: Fine. All right, fine.
ROSS: Hello, it's us, all right? It'll be fine.
JOEY: Fine.
PHOEBE: Fine.
RACHEL: Fine.
ROSS: Fine.
CHANDLER: Fine.
TERRY: Oh, all right, fine, fine, fine.
GUY: Alright, fine. [on the phone] I'll call you back. [hands the phone to her]
ROSS: Fine.
RACH: Alright, fine, you go ahead and you do that, alright Ross.
RACHEL: Mom, would you relax. That was 10 blocks from here and, the, the woman was walking alone at night, I would never do that. Mom, c'mon, stop worrying. This is a safe street, this is a safe building, there's nothing [a pigeon flies in the window and lands on the table] OH MY GOOOD, oh my God, oh I gotta go, I gotta go, I gotta go. [hangs up] OK, that's fine, you just read the paper, I'm gonna get a pot, it's not for you. [grabs a pot and lid] OK, that's fine, read the Family Circus, enjoy the gentle comedy. [puts pot over the pigeon] Aaahh, oh my God, oh my God, oh my God, oh my God, oh my God, oh my God, oh my God, oh my God, aaaaahh. [knock at the door] It's open you guys.
CHANDLER: Hey, no, I've never been lower or wetter. I'll be fine. I'll just turn your, uh, bedroom into a game room or somethin', you know, put the foosball table in there.
INTERVIEWER: No, just a salad will be fine.
Ross: I'm fine! Hey, I'm great! I'm just.. I'm just proud of us. There's no weirdness, no tension.
MRS GREEN: That's fine. I never did it. I just thought I might. So, what's new in sex?
CAROL: Fine, whatever.
ROSS: No, that's fine.
Ross: Then, uh, then we got dressed, and I-I... I walked her to the- (looks up, realises, and points) -the bus stop... I'm fine.
RACHEL: Fine.
MONICA: Fine,
ROSS: OK, fine, well I'm not gonna watch, alright.
CHANDLER: Fine with me.
Chandler: Hey, you're gonna be fine. You're one of the most caring, most responsible men in North America. You're gonna make a great dad.
RACHEL: It's OK, it's fine.
Phoebe: yeah I've nothing to be ashamed of ok so I haven't been in a relationship that lasted longer then a month. Ok I haven't had a real boyfriend you know if he can't handle that he can leave. which he will and that's ok. so I'll just be alone forever you know alright I'll be. it'll be fine. it'll be fine. I'll go walking tours with widows and lesbians. Oh (takes a deep breath and sits down, knock on the door)
ROSS: Ok fine.
RICHARD: Oh honey, I'm fine.
RACHEL: Fine, I will.
MICH: Oy. Look, I've been through a divorce, trust me you're gonna be fine. You just can't see it now because you haven't had any closure.
Phoebe: Well, if I'm going down, I'm taking you (Points at all of them) with me. (They all look at her.) Harboring a fugitive? That's one to three years minimum. Good luck Chandler. (She opens the door to the cop from before.) Okay, you can arrest me. Fine. But you'll never make it stick and you know it!
MONICA: Fine, go have sex.
CHANDLER: Oh, I'm fine about my problem now, by the way.
Ross: Oh! A fine choice. I'm coming out. (Starts to climb over the furniture)
JOEY: Fine, make fun. I think it's jaunty.
Joey: Fine! (He slams on the brakes, stopping the car on the bridge to the sound of numerous car horns.) Get out!
MONICA: I'm sorry, I'm sorry. You know what, the way you did it was just fine.
MONICA: Alright. If you guys don't want it to be special, fine. You can throw any kind of party you want.
RYAN: Fine.
Joey: Yeah, well be fine.
Rachel: Fine. (on phone) Hi! Yes, Id like to order a large pizza.
Monica: Okay, fine. (runs to her room)
RACHEL: Ok mom, you know what, fine, I'll make an appointment ok, but you know what, right now, I gotta go, I gotta go do a thing.
Phoebe: Well, okay, fine, use my happy place. Okay, I'm just gonna, I have to ask that you don't move anything.
Monica: I'll bet he's totally over me, I'll bet he's fine.
Ross: This is my son having lunch, ok? It's gonna happen a lot, so you'd better get used to it. Now if you have any problem with it, if you're uncomfortable, just ask questions. Carol's fine with it, now come on.
Rachel: It's fine.
Ross: Fine.
The Doctor: Hes doing just fine, hes resting now, but you can see him in a little bit.
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)
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?
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...
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: Ow! Ow! Okay, okay, fine, fine! All right, you wanna win by cheating, go ahead, all right. Phoebe the touchdown does count, you win.
Chandler: Fine with me.
Ross: Fine, fine, Rachel your with Monica, Joey youre with me.
Ross: Fine. I just need to know that youre not gonna tell your sister.
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.
Rachel: (on the verge of tears) Yeah, Im 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?
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...
Rachel: All right!! Fine! Fine.
Jasmine: Fine. (starts to leave, and points at Frank) I dont like you!! (leaves)
Joey: Okay, fine, so now what, I just pull it off?
Chandler: Well, I believe the piece of furniture was fine until your little breakfast adventure with Angela Delvecchio
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.
Rachel: Thats fine!
Ross: Okay, fine, fine. You dont want to believe me? No, thats fine. (starts to leave)
Ross: Fine. Ill go.
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.
Rachel: All right. (She starts to take off her robe) Fine.
Phoebe: Yeah... Ogh... Okay, fine. You made your point. Can you please just be Mike Hannigan again?
Chandler: All right, fine, you know what, we'll both sit in the chair. (sits on Joey's lap) I'm soooo, comfortable.
(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.)
Rachel: Fine! Well ask Phoebe.
Rachel: Oh! (laughs) Thats fine.
Phoebe: No, no, Im fine, and yknow why? Cause of all the riboflavin.
Monica: Oh, would you let it go already?! Youre fine!
Joey: Fine. Gang up on me! I got you all right where I want you.