words in movies
Paul: It was fine.
Paul: Im thinking that you are looking really fine it that dress.
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: 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.)
Carol: Oh, no no no. I'm fine. I'm fine.
Janice: That's fine.
Phoebe: Fine! Ill call Zurich and move some money around.
Dr. Drake Remoray: Thats right Wesley! I just stopped by to say that, youre not a real doctor! And that womans brain, is fine!
Rachel: Okay, fine. Gunther, y'know what, I am a terrible waitress, do you know why Im a terrible waitress? Because, I dont care. I dont care. I dont care which pot is regular and which pot is decaf, I dont care where the tray spot is, I just dont care, this is not what I want to do. So I dont think I should do it anymore. Im gonna give you my weeks notice.
Dina: Joe, mom and dad are fine
Phoebe: Yes. Yes! Fine! I am someone! You want me to say it? I have doubts! (Pause) I'm sorry! (Puts her head down.)
DR. BURKE: No no, it, it's fine, believe me. I do it too. I always answer with the 'I'm OK' head bob. [demonstrates] 'I'm OK.' [tilts head] 'You sure?' [bobs head] 'Yeah, I'm fine.' Hey listen, I've got to set up the music. I got a new CD changer, of course the divorce only left me with 4 CD's to change.
Ross: No real-, honey, really its fine, just g-go with Susan. Really, I, no, I think girls night out is a great idea. Okay, okay, bye
Joey: Okay, okay, fine! Make jokes, I don't care! This is a big break for me!
Susan: But were fine.
Phoebe: Yeah Im fine.
Ross: What a beautiful story. Hey, I'm fine by the way.
Ross: Ok, um, uh, more clothes in the dryer? (Ross turns and bangs his head on an open dryer door.) I'm fine, I'm fine.
Mrs. Tribbiani: Me? I'm fine. Look, honey, in an ideal world, there'd be no her, and your father would look like Sting. And I'll tell you something else. Ever since that poodle-stuffer came along, he's been so ashamed of himself that he's been more attentive, he's been more loving... I mean, it's like every day's our anniversary.
Monica: It will not be fine. We'll get in trouble.
Rachel: Okay fine! Ill-Ill just tell her its an antique apothecary table, she doesnt have to know where it came from. Oh! Look at this little drawers! Oh look-look it says that it holds 300 CDs.
Joey: Okay Rach-Rach-Rach look at me, look at me, everythings gonna be fine, trust me. Okay. Take my hand. Here we go. (Rachel grabs his hand.) Oww crushing bones!
Ross: Well, the doctor says he's gonna be fine, he's just sleeping now.
Ross: We're fine, we're fine.
Ross: Well that's fine with me. Could use the money.
Rachel: Ooooh, that's fine. We'll see who has the last laugh there, monkey boy.
Rachel: No! Ross, no! It is not fine! Eh-eh-according to my plan I should already be with the guy I wanna marry!
Barry: All right Miss Green, everything looks fine... Yep, I think we're starting to see some real progress here.
Rachel: Ok. That's fine. (takes her earrings out)
Rachel: It was cheesecake. It was fine. It had a buttery, crumbly, graham cracker crust, with a very rich yet light, cream cheese filling (Pause) Wow! My whole mouth just filled with saliva!
Lydia: Ok, that's ok. I'm fine. I'm... oh!
Barry: Yeah! It's fine, it's fine. Robbie's gonna be here for hours.
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.
Dr. Franzblau: You're doing great, you're doing fine.
Ross: Fine, just stop thinking about me.
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.
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.)
ROSS: [smells Ben's butt] No no, you're fine, you're fine.
MONICA: Rach, I know her pretty well, can I go? [Rachel gives her a look from hell] That's fine.
CAROL and SUSAN: Great. That would be fine.
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.
ROSS: That's fine, I'll just wait!
PHOEBE: Fine. All right, fine.
JOEY: Fine.
ROSS: Hello, it's us, all right? It'll be fine.
PHOEBE: Fine.
RACHEL: Fine.
ROSS: Fine.
CHANDLER: Fine.
ROSS: Fine.
TERRY: Oh, all right, fine, fine, fine.
GUY: Alright, fine. [on the phone] I'll call you back. [hands the phone to her]
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.
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.
CAROL: Fine, whatever.
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?
ROSS: No, that's fine.
RACHEL: It's OK, it's fine.
RACHEL: Fine.
MONICA: Fine,
ROSS: OK, fine, well I'm not gonna watch, alright.
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.
INTERVIEWER: No, just a salad will be fine.
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.
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.
RACHEL: Fine, I will.
CHANDLER: Fine with me.
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.
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!
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: Fine, go have sex.
CHANDLER: Oh, I'm fine about my problem now, by the way.
MONICA: Alright. If you guys don't want it to be special, fine. You can throw any kind of party you want.
MONICA: I'm sorry, I'm sorry. You know what, the way you did it was just fine.
Rachel: Fine. (on phone) Hi! Yes, Id like to order a large pizza.
Joey: Yeah, well be fine.
RYAN: Fine.
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.
The Doctor: Hes doing just fine, hes resting now, but you can see him in a little bit.
Monica: Okay, fine. (runs to her room)
Rachel: It's fine.
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.
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.
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: 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)
Ross: Fine, fine, Rachel your with Monica, Joey youre with me.
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.
Ross: Fine.
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.