words in movies
Paul: I know, I know, I'm such an idiot. I guess I should have caught on when she started going to the dentist four and five times a week. I mean, how clean can teeth get?
Monica: No, he'll be fine. It's the other five I'm worried about.
Phoebe: - and there's five hundred extra dollars in my account.
Rachel: ah ha ha. ah ha ha. <evil meancing laughter> It's forty five.
[Scene: Monica and Rachel's, time has passed. The five are sitting around the coffee table talking.]
Joey: Chandler, I can't be playing games, Ross is gonna be home soon. And I have to write five whole pages if I'm gonna stick to his schedule.
Rachel: Five.
Ross: Five. (Buries his head in his hands)
Monica: Paolo, I really hate you for what you did to Rachel, (hands him a lasagna) but I still have five of these, so heat it at 375 until the cheese bubbles.
Joey: Here, I got five, I got five. (Ross takes the money)
Ronni: Oh, like, uh, five minutes?
Monica: Yeah, Chandler... you've been there for five years.
Chandler: Ooh, you know, I had a grape about five hours ago, so I'd better split this with you.
Ross: Five letters.
Rachel: I got the tickets! I got the tickets! Five hours from now, shoop, shoop, shoop.
Chandler: (To Monica) Wow! Listen, we had a good run. You know, what was it? Four? Five months? I mean, that's more than most people have in a lifetime! So, good-bye, take care, bye-bye then! (He kisses her and starts to climb out the balcony window)
Teacher: Let's get started. Five, six, a-five six seven eight...
Chandler: Calm down? Calm down? You set me up with the woman that I've dumped twice in the last five months!
JOEY: Let me get that. (to Chandler) You got five bucks?
MNCA: Five more and I'll flash you.
Earl: Oh yeah? I work in a cubicle surrounded by people. Ive been talking to you for five minutes now about killing myself and no ones even looked up from their desk. Hang-hang on. (To the people standing around his cubicle.) Hey everybody! Uh, Im gonna kill myself! (Theres no response; no one even looks up.) Ill get back to ya. (To Phoebe) I got nothing. Wait. (He sets the phone down.) Uh, hey Marge! (Mimes putting a gun to his head, pulling the trigger, and splattering his brain on the wall behind him. Then points to himself. Marge watches this, then goes back to work.) (To Phoebe) Ehh, nothing. Nothing.
Ross: Well, yeah, kinda. Um, but thats okay, see we have an understanding, um, see we each have this list of five famous people, (gets his out) so Im allowed to sleep with you. No, no, no, its flattery.
Ross: Oh, I thought Joey was here. Five is good. (Gunther leaves, hurt) Well, I'm gonna have a loogie in my coffee tomorrow.
MNCA: C'mon give me five more. Five more.
Joey: "Warden, in five minutes my pain will be over. But you'll have to live with the knowledge that you sent an honest man to die."
RACH: We went through a lot of wine tonight, you guys. [walks over to table, holding five empty wine bottles]
Rachel: (reading a card) Okay, your band is playing at Arnolds, collect three cool points. Which means, I have five, and that means I get Joeys boxers!
RACH: OK, so that's... that's what, two bottles? And yet somehow we went through five?
Rachel: And I still have about five seconds to spare. (kisses him) Okay, that was about seven seconds.
CASTING GUY: Five oh dollars.
MR. TREEGER: Oh wow, I didn't get you anything. Here's five back.
Drew: Hold on, yknow I just got a box of Cubans, maybe I bring them by your office around uh, five?
Ursula: Wow! Didn't she die like five years ago?
Rachel: I see your fifty cents... and I raise you... five dollars. (throws it in)
Rachel: Well, I just lost a job, and I'd like to raise the bet five bucks. Does anybody have a problem with that?
Rachel: Three of your five, what?
Ross: Okay, Ive got three of my five.
ROSS: So five of us is, $33.50 apiece.
Sarah: Five dollars a box.
Ross: Did you talk about the night of five times? Do you tell people about the night of five times?
Phoebe: No, look, I told you that I didnt want you to try and sell it, and you just, you big fat did it anyway. God, y'know what, I think five years ago I probably wouldve done anything to play with you but, I can do it by myself. And if I cant trust you then just forget it.
Ross: Check this out. Five hundred and seventeen boxes!
Monica: Oh, well, I bought Chandler a five hundred dollar watch and he wrote me a rap song.
Chandler: Hey-hey-hey Rachel, funny thing. Actually, the ah, end zone starts at that pole, so youre five feet short, so we win!
Monica: For your information, ass munch, I've lost four pounds. Maybe even five with all the dancing. (A guy enters holding a pizza box)
Ross: Five.
Monica: I have like five times, but the guy is so charming, that I go up there to yell and then I end up apologizing to him.
Mrs. Geller: Its nothing, its just that now your Father owes me five dollars.
Ross: Wait a minute, one box! Come on, Im trying to send a little girl to Spacecamp, Im putting you down for five boxes. Chandler, what about you?
Phoebe: Five? Okay, where am I giving birth, a hospital or a big box under the stairs?
Chloe: And the advances in collating in the past five years, I mean we just got in an X-5000, y'know. The X-5000 makes the X-50 look like a T-71.
Joey: Five years.
Monica: I couldnt eat it! I had five friends who couldnt eat it, and one of them eats books.
Phoebe: 'Dear Ms. Buffay. Thank you for calling attention to our error. We have credited your account with five hundred dollars. We're sorry for the inconvenience, and hope you'll accept this- (Searches in her purse) -football phone as our free gift.' Do you believe this?! Now I have a thousand dollars, and a football phone!
Phoebe: Good! Good! Five points!
Rachel: Oops, sorry. Listen, we-we have to have a party tonight! Actually, we have to have one in five minutes, so everybody cancel your plans.
Chandler: Yeah, well be down in like five minutes.
Joey: I mean, the giant is like five years younger than me, yknow, you think Ill ever get there?
Monica: OK, look. That is Aunt Iris. This woman has been playing poker since she was five. You gotta listen to every word she says. (opens door) Hi!
Joey: (looking through a deck of cards) Aww, man, he took the five of spades!! Oh, no-no-no, here it is!
Joey: (To Chandler) I didn't finish my five pages.
Joey: Oh yeah! I got in there myself once. My roommate bet me five bucks that I couldnt, and then he stuck a board through the handles that locked me in. Yeah. It was funny til I started feeling like I was in a coffin.
Joey: Really? Oh uh, oh just give me five more minutes with it.
Ursula: Well, then who's been dead for five years?
CHANDLER: Sure. (My god, that's a big head! It didn't look this big in the office. Maybe it's the lighting. My head must look like a golf ball at work. All right, don't get hung up on it, quick, quick, list five things you like about her: Nice smile, good dresser...Big head, big head, big head!)
Ross: No! Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah! You can have this back when the five pages are done! (After Joey walks past, Ross throws the ball down in pain.) Ahh! (Chandler shows him the burn spots on his oven mitts.)
Ross: All right. (Reading.) A room. A man enters, he looks suspicious. (Stops reading a flips the page to find the next one is blank.) That's it? (Joey shrugs.) Joey, you're supposed to have five pages done by now! Including an exciting incident! (Flipping through the rest of the pad.) And what is, and what is all this?! (Reading.) The official rulebook of Fireball.
Chandler: Yeah, you don't want to be stuck with us for the next five weeks.
Joey: No-no, this only took five minutes. I spent the rest of the day coming up with new, Ultimate Fireball. (Takes out a bowling ball and a propane torch.) Ha-ha!
Rachel: You guys are gonna love meee! Okay, check it out, Thursday night, five tickets, Calvin Klein lingerie show, and you guys are coming with me. (theyre all silent and look away) Okay, I said that out loud right?
Joey: A two and a five.
Chandler: Oh its been going on way to long now. Yknow, I mean the first time he said it we were just passing each other in the hallway, so I didnt say anything. And then the next time he said, "Hey Toby, do you want a donut?" And I-I wanted a donut. And now its five years later, the donuts gone and Im still Toby.
Paul: Five more seconds.
Chandler: The door hasnt been locked in five years, but okay! (Runs out.) Ready?!
Monica: That could be a four or a five. It's your call.
Joey: (entering) Hey guys! I was at the library all morning and I already finished my five pages for today!
Phoebe: Well, not much has changed in the last five minutes.
Ross: (looks) Oh yeah! You'rehey, you're right! Here's an affordable place, (reading ad) two bedroom, close to work, ooh, it's available in five weeks!
Phoebe: Oh yeah it is! Im going to the movies and it starts in like five minutes.
Nurse #1: This poor guys been in a coma for five years. Its hopeless.
Monica: Oh, about five minutes. Right now theyre interviewing his opponent. Apparently he trains by going to Iran and pulling the arms off thieves.
Rachel: As I was saying I should probably have the first of the three kids by the time Im 35 which gives me five years. I love this plan! I wanna marry this plan!
Monica: It's not just the drum noise. Every five minutes, Joey throws his sticks in the air, and I have to hear, "Oh my eye! Oh god, my eye!" I mean, it is so annoying.
Chandler: Ive got five bucks says you cant.
Monica: All right, we still have a minute and a half to go, and were down by two points. Two points.... (she gets interrupted by the guys, who are doing a slow-motion high five.) Phoebe you do a button-hook again. Rachel, you go long.
Monica: Emily has probably been planning it since she was five! Ever since the first time she took a pillowcase and hung it off the back of her head. Thats what we did! We dreamed about the perfect wedding, and the perfect place, with the perfect four-tiered wedding cake (Starting to cry), with the little people on top. (Ross gets thrown a box of Kleenex from the bathroom and he gives her one.) Thanks. But the most important part is that we had the perfect guy who understood just how important all that other stuff was.
Assistant: You've got to face the red light. When the red light goes on the spraying is about to start so close your eyes. When the spraying stops, count to five. Pat yourself down to avoid drip marks then turn around so we can get your back. Got it?
Courtney: Thisll be five/ten takes.
Ross: Fine. Fine, but I want the record to show that I tried to take the high road, because in about five minutes Im gonna be saying (He laughs and points at Rachel sarcastically.)
Monica: Now everybody knows the basic erogenous zones. (She starts labelling them) You got one, two three, four (Chandler is shocked to find out theres more than three), five, six, and seven!
Ross: And in about five seconds youre gonna see why.
Ross: Five years?! Chandler you have to tell him!
Joey: Well, I was thinking that itd probably be okay because Ross hasnt gone out with Rachel in five years!
Phoebe: Oh, I told the stripper to be here at five. Thats good right?
Chandler: Okay, ten blocks down. Five to go.
Chandler: I dont know, five hundred dollars?
Joey: Okay, five hundred dollars. What else?
Joey: Okay, so thats another five hundred. Five hundred and five hundred, thats (Pauses to figure it out.)
Rachel: Pheebs, I would make a reservation for five, because one of us has to stay home and watch Emma. (to Ross:) Which one of us should go to dinner?
Phoebe: Oh, it's a key. To be honest, I think I'd prefer the five dollars.
Monica: Ross and Rachel don't know what they're talking about. I mean its not like their so responsible. Emma is a product of a bottle of Merlot and a five year old condom.