words in movies
Monica: Fine, I can do it. (Gets anxious.) Whew.
Monica: Fine. Im just glad I didnt give her my secret ingredient.
Monica: Fine. (Brenda comes in to use the bathroom and adjusts her pink bra strap on the way.) Shes wearing my bra!
Phoebe: She's already fluffed that pillow... Monica, you know, you've already fluffed that- (Monica glares at her.) -but, it's fine!
Monica: No, he'll be fine. It's the other five I'm worried about.
Ross: Hey hey, we'll be fine. We're just gonna need a little time.
Joey: Oh, you're fine, yeah, for a first job.
Ross: Yes, yes, fine, that is my penis. Can we be grown-ups now?
Pete: Im fine! Id fight tonight, if theyd let me. (stands up and starts swinging his arms) See this circle Im marking off here? This is my zone of terror.
Rachel: (on phone) Ohhh... I'm fine.
Chandler: I'm fine.
Chandler: I'm not fine. Here she comes.
Ross: Fine. Fine, alright, now you'll never know.
Phoebe: All right, fine, fine, but if youre my next victim, dont come back as a poltergeist and like suck me into the TV set.
Jill: (on phone) I'm fine. No, I'm not alone... I don't know, some guy.
Jill: (on phone) Yeah, I'm fine. I'm just stuck at the bank, in an ATM vestibule.
Mrs. Geller: Me? I'm fine, fine. I'm glad you're here. ...What's with your hair?
Ross: I'm fine. Just-just... having my worst fear realised...
Ross: (getting up) Okay! Fine! Fine! If-if this is what you think, forget about the whole three divorce thing! Okay, I-Ill go to my lawyers office right now and get this marriage annulled! Okay?! Because she means nothing to me! Noth(leans down to Megs ear)Nothing!!
Joey: Fine, fine, so, why don't the four of us go out and have dinner together tonight? You know, as friends?
Carol: So don't do it, it's fine. You don't have to do it just because Susan does it.
David: Yeah, I'm fine, I'm fine.
Ross: I'll be fine, alright? Really, everyone. I hope she'll be very happy.
Casting Director No. 1: That's fine, thank you.
Phoebe: Fine!
Phoebe: Oh! Oh! Oh! Okay, fine, fine. Now I don't feel so bad about sleeping with Jason Hurley.
Chandler: Fine. (Joey and Chandler walk towards the door)
Chandler: Oh yeah! Yeah! Dont worry about me, Ill be fine! (Does a kara-tay move.)
Joey: Fine, you want to get the birds, get the birds!
Mrs. Bing: You are gonna be fine, believe me.
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.)
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.
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!
Phoebe: Yes. Yes! Fine! I am someone! You want me to say it? I have doubts! (Pause) I'm sorry! (Puts her head down.)
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
Joey: Okay, okay, fine! Make jokes, I don't care! This is a big break for me!
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
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: We're fine, we're 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.
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.
Susan: But were fine.
Monica: It will not be fine. We'll get in trouble.
Barry: All right Miss Green, everything looks fine... Yep, I think we're starting to see some real progress here.
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!
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!
Rachel: Ok. That's fine. (takes her earrings out)
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.
ROSS: [smells Ben's butt] No no, you're fine, you're 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?
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.)
Dr. Franzblau: You're doing great, you're doing fine.
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.
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: That's fine, I'll just wait!
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.
MONICA: Rach, I know her pretty well, can I go? [Rachel gives her a look from hell] That's fine.
PHOEBE: Fine. All right, fine.
GUY: Alright, fine. [on the phone] I'll call you back. [hands the phone to her]
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.
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.
ROSS: Fine.
RACH: Alright, fine, you go ahead and you do that, alright Ross.
MRS GREEN: That's fine. I never did it. I just thought I might. So, what's new in sex?
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.
CAROL: Fine, whatever.
RACHEL: It's OK, it's fine.
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.
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: Fine.
MONICA: Fine,
INTERVIEWER: No, just a salad will be fine.
ROSS: OK, fine, well I'm not gonna watch, alright.
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.
Ross: Oh! A fine choice. I'm coming out. (Starts to climb over the furniture)
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.
MONICA: Fine, go have sex.