words in movies
Phoebe: Well, what youre wearing is fine for that.
Monica: Okay fine, now Ross
Rachel: Well, Phoebe thats fine because Im not moving.
Rachel: Oh, its gonna be fine.
Ross: (answering the phone) Hello? (Listens) Hey Mon, hows the packing going? (Listens) Ben? Hes fine. Yeah, hes rightOh my God! (He looks over at the fake Ben and notices that the head has fallen off.) Get your head of your shirt there son! (He tries to push the pumpkin through the neck hole.) What? (Listens) Yeah, its a pumpkin. Ill come pack.
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.
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,
INTERVIEWER: No, just a salad will be fine.
ROSS: OK, fine, well I'm not gonna watch, alright.
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.
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.
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!
JOEY: Fine, make fun. I think it's jaunty.
RICHARD: Oh honey, I'm fine.
CHANDLER: Oh, I'm fine about my problem now, by the way.
MONICA: Fine, go have sex.
Ross: Oh! A fine choice. I'm coming out. (Starts to climb over the furniture)
Joey: Fine! (He slams on the brakes, stopping the car on the bridge to the sound of numerous car horns.) Get out!
RYAN: Fine.
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.
Joey: Yeah, well be fine.
Phoebe: Well, okay, fine, use my happy place. Okay, I'm just gonna, I have to ask that you don't move anything.
Rachel: Fine. (on phone) Hi! Yes, Id like to order a large pizza.
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.
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.
Monica: Okay, fine. (runs to her room)
Rachel: It's fine.
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?
Monica: Y'know what, thats fine, maybe you havent grown up, but I have.
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.
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...
Chandler: Fine with me.
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?
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.
Ross: Fine, fine, Rachel your with Monica, Joey youre with me.
Richard: Well, you seem fine.
Monica: All right fine, your guy may have a great body, but our guy is really funny.
Rachel: (on the verge of tears) Yeah, Im fine.
Ross: Fine. I just need to know that youre not gonna tell your sister.
Joey: Okay, fine, so now what, I just pull it off?
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.
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...
Phoebe: Okay, (starts to pack up her stuff) fine. Come dinosaur, were not welcome in the house of no imagination.
Rachel: All right!! Fine! Fine.
Jasmine: Fine. (starts to leave, and points at Frank) I dont like you!! (leaves)
Chandler: Well, I believe the piece of furniture was fine until your little breakfast adventure with Angela Delvecchio
Rachel: Thats fine!
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.
Ross: Fine. Ill go.
Rachel: Oh! (laughs) Thats fine.
Ross: Okay, fine, fine. You dont want to believe me? No, thats fine. (starts to leave)
Phoebe: Yeah... Ogh... Okay, fine. You made your point. Can you please just be Mike Hannigan again?
(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.
Phoebe: No, no, Im fine, and yknow why? Cause of all the riboflavin.
Chandler: All right, fine, you know what, we'll both sit in the chair. (sits on Joey's lap) I'm soooo, comfortable.
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!
Chandler: Fine!
Joey: Fine. Gang up on me! I got you all right where I want you.
Monica: Oh, would you let it go already?! Youre 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...
Ross: Fine by me; hope she wins.
Phoebe: No-no, oh, Im fine with the age thing y'know, until it starts sticking its tongue down my little brothers throat!
Phoebe: Fine! Fine! (slams the phone down, breaking it) Oh-oh!
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.
Phoebe: She seems fine now.
Phoebe: Fine. But you can't help me develop my new universal language.
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.
Ross: (seeing Phoebe still with cat) You didnt tell her?! (They all kinda shy away.) Okay, fine! Pheebs?
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!
Joey: Hes fine!
Joey: Yeah, were gonna be fine! Get out!
Rachel: Okay, fine. (She gets up and walks into her bedroom)
Chandler: Fine, lets do it.
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?
Chandler: Oh, so, forget about the birds, but big red insects suggest fine dining!
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.'
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: Hey, honey! Whats the matter? (Monica shows her, her hat.) Fine, I was just trying to be nice! Whoa!