words in movies
Chandler: Fine!
Jill: Fine, then lets just say hes not my type.
Monica: Fine, Ill rub it on myself.
Monica: Okay, fine I admit it! I feel terrible! Would you please rub this on my chest? (She hands him some of that Vicks Vap-O-Rub to put on.)
Ross: I think this will be fine. Okay, vanilla milkshake, just a vanilla milkshake, with chicken bits floating in it. Cheers. (starts to drink, but Rachel stops him just before he starts drinking)
Alice: No-no-no, no, its going to be fine. Because umm, because I teach Home Ec, and uh, I can have 30 kids making baby clothes all year long. Yknow itll-itll be like my very own little sweatshop.
Rachel: Fine! I judged you. I made a snap judgement. But you did it too! And you are worse because you are sticking to your stupid snap judgement! You can't even open up your mind for a second to see if you're wrong! What does that say about you?
Ross: It'll be nice to get this off finally, won't it? Yes it will. (Marcel resists) Or we can leave it on for now, that's fine.
Ross: Yknow what? Fine! Get attacked! I dont even care!
Rachel: Fine! Im sorry for your loss! (Hands it back to her.)
Joey: Rach! Hey! Its fine! Youre at Joeys!
Rachel: No, no-no-no. Phoebe, this was my fault and besides yknow what? Im fine here.
Phoebe: All right fine! This looks like so much fun. (Examining the bowl of wet paper towels.)
Ross: Huh? Oh-oh, it was fine. Uh, it was just a misunderstanding. She didnt want me to go with her. She just wanted to let me know that shes going to Florida for spring vacation.
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!!
Ross: Look, dont worry. Okay? Youre gonna be fine.
Rachel: Fine!
Monica: Fine!
Joey: All right, fine... But if I enjoy this, you have only yourself to blame... (Chandler turns his back to the TV. Joey puts the tape in the VCR, switches it on and watches what's on the tape... It's clearly a american football match, with the referee's whistle blowing, the crowds cheering...)
Elizabeth: Yknow what daddy? If you dont like Ross, thats fine. It doesnt matter to me, Im gonna go out with him anyway.
Paul: Fine! Two minutes. Go.
Monica: Okay fine! Fine! Then you know what, Ill just write about Phyllis! Hmm!
Monica: Fine! Judge all you want to but, (points to Ross) married a lesbian, (points to Rachel) left a man at the altar, (points to Phoebe) fell in love with a gay ice dancer, (points to Joey) threw a girls wooden leg in a fire, (points to Chandler) livin in a box!! (goes to her room)
Paul: It was fine.
Paul: Im thinking that you are looking really fine it that dress.
Joey: (thinking) All right. Its a new day, and its just a crush, thats all! Just a little crush! All that worrying I was doing, that was crazy. Crazy! Like my friend here the bird would say, "it was cuckoo!" Everythings going to be fine. Its just a crush.
Joey: Okay, fine, I will bring you a tape, huh? (Walks away)
Ross: Okay, okay, fine, youre right. Lets ah, lets take a break, (goes to the door) lets cool off, okay, lets get some frozen yogart, or something.. (opens the door)
Rachel: Come on, Joey, I did it and it was fine.
Joey: All right, I guess this will be fine.
Ross: (starts to cry) FINE BY ME!! (he opens the door and traps Chandler behind it)
Gary: Sweethart, but none of that matters if it's too soon for you. It's fine! We don't have to move in together. I justI want you to be happy
Monica: I'm sure everything's fine. Has her water broke yet?
Monica: Im fine.
Rachel: Fine!
Joey: Fine! Do you want something to drink?
Phoebe: Its fine. I mean, this is something that youve been thinking about since you were what, 14? (Shes referring to the Halloween picture.)
Rachel: Fine. (They start to walk away.)
Phoebe: (to the squirrel) Okay, stop tormenting me! This mink! Okay, they're mean! And they hate squirrels! And y'know, okay, most of these probably wanted to be coats! (The squirrel stares at her.) All right, fine, now I get it. (To the clerk.) Here. (She hands him her coat.) You take it. (To the squirrel.) Are you happy now? I'm cold!
Ross: Fine, I-I give up. Santa, Santa can stay.
Phoebe: Fine! You go learn from your qualified instructor! But don't come crying to me when everyone's sick and tired of hearing you play Bad, Bad Leroy Brown!!
Joey: Fine! Do you take Vasa or Mustercard? (He's holding the fake credit cards that come with the bag.)
Ross: Okay, now just remember everything I taught you and youll be fine. Okay? Here we go. Ready Set
Ross: Well, fine. Fine! If-if Im the only person with any appreciation of the sanctity of the written word, Ill go up there and defend it myself! (Starts to do so, but stops and to the previous librarian) And dont you follow me!
Monica: Im fine now, but it was really scary there for a while. I mean, someone slipped a-a threatening note under the door.
Chandler: Fine, I'll give the suit back.
Joey: Yeah-yeah right. Thats okay. Thats fine. Thats uh, pretty much what I was expecting. So uh, its no big deal. All right? I think Im gonna go. (Stands up.)
Rachel: Yeah, they said he's gonna be fine, but he's still heavily sedated.
Monica: Okay, youre fine.
Phoebe: Yes! I will have the green salad, umm the house salad, and waters fine.
Tag: Fine.
Joey: Fine!
Joey: Fine!
Phoebe: Fine! (She takes the blanket.) But please God; tell me how to stop them from going off!
Ross: Oh yeah its fine. I guess the more muscles you have the more they can spasim out of control.
Monica: Well fine! I want to meet this chicken expert! Send the Colonel in!
Joey: Fine.
Monica: So wait, Rosss stuff is fine, but I have no memories because you wanted to keep the bottom two inches of your car away from water!!!
RTST: Oh, some, that's fine. Some is fine. Some is not a lot. So, it doesn't burn when you pee, does it?
Chandler: Yes! Im fine. In fact Ive been fine for a long time now and I think, the reason is you.
Phoebe: Okay, a meat eater. Fine, thats one for you.
Joey: Fine! Have you ever got stuck in a pair of your own leather pants?!
Rachel: All right, fine! But I had too! I had to do it for my career!
Phoebe: Fine, Ill go call her.
Monica: I'm sorry honey, but we're gonna take you shopping. It's gonna be fine.
Chandler: All right! Fine! But its just a lunch date, no more than an hour! And from now on I get my own dates, I dont want you setting me up with anybody ever again!
Ross: Yes. Yes. Dont worry. Everythings fine. Well uh, well see you tomorrow at the wedding.
Ross: Yeah! Oh yeah, youll be fine! It-itll be uh, just like bungy jumping. Yknow? But instead of bouncing back up you-you wont.
Monica: All right, sweetie that's fine. You didn't do it on purpose.
Ross: Fine, she can stay at my place. By the way, what-what does Cassie even look like now.
Ross: Shes fine. She doesnt know youre gone. And she doesnt have to know, okay? Now come on, were going home.
Rachel: Yeah, we got him back. Everythings fine.
Phoebe: Yeah. Thats fine. Thats fair. Is it Tag?
Ross: Which is fine! Because you just turned(Removes two candles from the cake)twenty-eight!
Monica: Ohh come on, I love this song! Come on, youll be fine. (She starts to walk towards the floor.)
Rachel: Okay Ross thats fine, but can you please stand near my head?
Mike: No, no, no, you're doing fine, really... Why don't you go talk to my dad?
Monica: Fine. (Starts to walk away then she runs over and grabs an orange before she exits.) Go! Go! Go!
Phoebe: Okay fine! Fine! Well just have to think of some other way to put the whole Who came onto who, thing to rest! Come on now, think!!
Joey: Okay fine! Im a seven! All right, I have surprisingly small feet. But the rest of me is good, Ill show ya!
Chandler: Fine. (He lets Ross win.) Oh no!
Monica: (taking Rachels hand) Sweetie okay. Its okay. Everybody made it to the wedding. Im fine.
Ursula: Yeah, its a fine line huh?
Monica: All right fine! If it means that much to you! But justtheres gonna be a ton left over.
Monica: Fine. Im just glad I didnt give her my secret ingredient.
RACHEL: [on phone] Ross, hi, it's Rachel. I'm just calling to say that um, everything's fine and I'm really happy for you and your cat who, by the way, I think you should name Michael. And, you know, ya see there I'm thinking of names so obviously, I am over you. I am over you and that, my friend, is what they call closure. [hangs up and tosses phone in the ice bucket]
Will: Oh, Ill-Ill be fine. Just God I hate her Ross! I hate her!
Chandler: All right fine! But Im only doing this for you!
Joey: Fine! (Pause) Now, whered we land on those pancakes? (She chases him out the door as his date emerges from the bathroom.)
Rachel: No. No. Every thing's--they're fine. Great pizza. But it's uh, actually umm my friend Ross. He uh, just gets really nervous when he's flirting.
Monica: All right fine. Fine, Ill do it. Ive just got to get this off the screen. Carol and Susan are still upset that you taught him pull my finger.
Monica: Fine! If you want me to wear the boots, Ill wear the boots. In fact, Ill go into my room right now and yknow try the outfit on.
Joey: No-no! Im fine. Its just Hey, can I ask you something? Have you ever looked at someone that youve known for a while and then suddenly suddenly see them a different way?
Ross: Fine, you go.
Ross: Fine! No more dinosaur stuff! Can I talk about fossils? (Joey is about to sit down and hears this so instead he groans and exits.)
Rachel: Okay fine, what do you have?
Ross: I mean, theres no point in spending time with someone if-if its just fun. Its gotta be, its gotta be going somewhere right? So where-where is it going? (Pause) Ah! Thats-thats the real question. And-and the answer is is its going somewhere fun. Now I-I know what youre thinking, fun was fine for you like ten years ago yknow, but youre-youre not getting any younger. No I meanNo not you, not you, youyou are getting younger. I meanyou-you look like youre getting younger by the secondWhats your secret?
Dr. Long: Okay! All your tests look fine. Now, are you two interested in knowing the sex of the baby?
Ross: (dialling the phone) All right-all right, fine! I-Im gonna call the cops!
Phoebe: Fine.
Rachel: Fine.