words in movies
Phoebe: Oh my God! I cant believe my little brother is married!
All: Oh my God!!
Ross: My God!
Chandler: Look, you have to help me! Okay? I mean, I know what to do with a woman, yknow, I know where everything goes, its always nice. But I need to know what makes it go from nice to, "My God! Somebodys killing her in there!"
Ross: Y'know, we work in a museum of natural history, and yet there is something unnatural about the way we eat lunch. Now, I look around this cafeteria, and yknow what I see, I see-I see division. Division, between people in white coats and people in blue blazers, and I ask myself, "My God why?!" Now, I say we shed these-these coats that separate us, and we get to know the people underneath. (He takes off his coat and throws it down.) Im Ross! Im divorced, and I have a kid!
Phoebe: Ooh, I cant do this. My mom was right. If I cant-if I cant give him up, then theres no way I can give up a baby. Ohh, God, Frank and Alice are gonna be so crushed. What-what else, what else can I give ema kidney!
Phoebe: No, Im really okay with this. Yknow why? Cause look at them, and I made that, so I know its gonna be like a million times harder to give up a baby but, oh my God, its gonna feel like a million times better, right? I wanna do this. (To Frank and Alice) I wanna carry your baby.
Frank: Oh my God, I think Im gonna cry!
Phoebe: Oh my God!!
Rachel: Oh my God!! Great!
CHANDLER: No, see, I'm trying this new screening thing. You know, I figure if I'm always answering the phone, people'll think I don't have a life. My god, Rodrigo never gets pinned.
Rachel: Oh my God, Monicas gonna go out with a millionaire.
Alice: Oh my God, who died on this?!
Rachel: Oh my God! The millionaires here!
MONICA: [answers the door] Dr. Greene. Oh my God it's Rachel's dad. What're you doing here?
Rachel: Oh God. Im sorry about this.
Phoebe: Yeah! Let's do it! Let's live together! (They embrace and Mike kisses Phoebe) Oh god, we're really going to move in together!
Joey: God, I just, I hate her! I hate her!! With her, Oh, Im so talented. and Oh, Im so pretty, and Ooh, I smell so good.
Phoebe: Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh my God!! So I-I mean so in a few months Im going to have three full grown babies just walkin around inside me?! Oh! Oh! And its gonna be one of those log rides where they just come shooting out!
Joey: Yeah! Oh my God! (to Chandler) Is this what its like to be you?
Chandler: Oh my God! That is so not the opposite of taking somebody's underwear!!
Joey: Man, I remember the first time I saw that girl Katherine, after we broke up. She was just walking with her friend Donna, just laughing and talking. God, it killed me.
Monica: Oh my God, the cat's made my eyes water! Don't-don't throw it to me! My vision's been compromised!! (Quickly grabs a tissue to wipe her eyes.) Oh God! Okay. Okay. It's okay. Man, that was close.
Phoebe: What?! Oh my... (sees the remains of the house) Oh my God!! What happened?!
Phoebe: Oh my God, they took my idea!
Phoebe: Oh my God, are you guys okay?
Chandler: Oh my God! Whos gonna watch that?!
Rachel: (angrily) BACK OFF!!! (She starts banging on their door.) Get up! Get up! Get up! God damn it! Get up, get up, get up, get up, get up!!
Monica: Oh God!
Monica: Oh God, Im so sorry.
RACHEL: You see, you look beautiful. For god sakes, dim the lights.
PHOEBE: Happy Christmas Eve Eve. [sees Ross's picture frame] Oh my God, where did you get this?
Monica: Oh my God! Oh, this is incredible! Ohh! (she rolls over and kisses him on the cheek) All right, y'know what? Im just gonna roll right into that office and-and quit!
Ross: Oh my God, is that still...
Ross: Oh my God!
Rachel: Thank you. (She goes to take off her make-up and screams in pain) Oww!!!! God!
Monica: Oh God.
Rachel: Oh my God!
PHOEBE: Look kibbles, bits. Oh God, alright, get the hell off my leg you yippity piece of crap. [Flings the dog off and jumps in the cab. The dog keeps jumping up to the window.] Ok, alright, we have a problem.
Rachel: Oh my God. I cannot keep having this same fight over and over again, Ross, no, youre, youre, youre making this too hard.
Joanna: Oh God, we just clicked! Yknow how people just click? Like he came by to pick me up, and I opened the door, and it was just like, click! Did he tell you?
Phoebe: Ugly Naked Guy's taking his turkey out of the oven. Oh my god. He's not alone. Ugly Naked Guy's having Thanksgiving dinner with Ugly Naked Gal.
Phoebe: That is so great! Oh, I... (sees that a parked car near them has caught on fire) Oh my God!
Phoebe: Oh my God, I didnt
Rachel: Oh my God. (starting to cry)
Phoebe: Oh my God! You dated someone with a glass eye too?!
Ross: Oh God!
Phoebe: (the fire has worsened) Oh my God!!!
Monica: Oh my God, it was the best funeral ever! I mean, everyone loved the food, and guess what? I even got another funeral for tomorrowthe dead-guy-from-today's best friend. I mean, it is like I am the official caterer for that accident!
Monica: God Ross, what is that?
Rachel: (gasps) Oh my God! Oh my God!! That is like the third most prestigious soap opera award there is!
Rachel: (looking up at the ceiling) God, Monica its on the ceiling.
Chandler: I'm not gonna talk to her, she obviously got my message and is choosing not to call me. Now I'm needy and snubbed. God, I miss just being needy.
Ross: Oh God, thank you! (Runs and gives all of them a group hug.) Umm, uh, Mr. Stevens Id like you to meet my friends uh, this is Phoebe, Monica, and Chandler.
Ross: Okay here, have one of these peppers. Oh ha Oh God! So so hot! (Rubs his eyes.) Oh my(Laughs.) By the way, you dont want to touch the pepper and then touch your eye.
Phoebe: Oh, look at these! Hey, Ben. Just do it. (Ben starts to cry) Oh my God, oh, ok, was that too much pressure for him?
Chandler: Oh my God! If you say that one more time, Im gonna break up with you!
Joey: Oh my God, that's great! I'm smart!! No, no, I'm... (he uses the Thesaurus) "brainy, bright, clever", I love this thing! Look out ladies, Joey Tribbiani's got the whole package!!
Phoebe: Oh my God, so do I!
Monica: My God, you cant even look at me! Can you?
Monica: Oh God (Starts looking around.) Why dont they put chairs back here?!
Monica: (to Phoebe) Oh my God! Did you hear that? She hired me because she thinks Im good.
Rachel: Oh. (we hear laughing from the upstairs apartment) Oh my God, is that Phoebe?
Monica: Oh my God! Thats Pete! But why is Bill huggin Pete?
Monica: Look Ross, the only question you need to ask is, "Do you see a future?" I mean like do you see yourself marrying her? (Ross pauses in consideration.) Oh my God! You did it already! You married her, didnt you?!
Monica: Oh my God! You still have the Chipper!
Phoebe: Oh my God, you guys are selling the entertainment center?
Phoebe: I'll find Bob, I'll get him. Bob? (starts looking) Bob! Robert! (looks at cabinet under sink) Oh wait, I think I hear him. Oh - Oh my god! Bob had babies! Bob's a mom!
Chandler: OH MY GOD!!!
Monica: (entering) Oh my God! What happened?
Phoebe: (entering) Hey, you guys. Listen, Im sorry that I was hogging the game before(Sees the top ten list)Oh my God! Your friends have some unfortunate initials!
RACHEL: Yeah, when I was in the bathroom I saw the window that I crawled out of at my wedding, and God, I just started thinking that I shouldn't be here, you know I shouldn't, people are going to be looking at me and judging me and, and thinking about the last time.
Chandler: Oh my God! That's why I got up too!
Kathy: Oh my God!
PHOEBE: Oh God, here we go. For the first time in my life I'm gonna say 'Hi birthfather'.
Rachel: Oh, The Velveteen Rabbit! Oh my God, when the boy's love makes the rabbit real!
Rachel: Oh my God! What happened?
Kathy: Ohh, God, guys, check it out, you can see that girl's underwear!
Ross: Oh my god! I'm so sorry, Cheryl. I must have freaked out.
All: Yeah! Oh my God!
Monica: Okay, all right, how's this? 27. Italian-American guy. He's an actor, born in Queens. Wow, big family, seven sisters, and he's the only....boy. (they all turn and look at Joey) Oh my God, under personal comments: 'New York Knicks, rule!'
Monica: (Looks at her nails) Oh my God. Wait a minute, I had them put (realises) Oh my God! Its in the quiche! Oh My God!
Kathy: (entering) Hey! (sees whats on TV) Oh God, is that Baywatch?
Chandler: (interrupting) Oh my God! Play!
Joey: (rushing in) Oh my God! What happened here? Did you do all this?
Phoebe: Oh my God, hes lost it. Hes totally lost it.
Phoebe: I picked her! Oh thank God you want her! Ooh!
Kathy: Oh my God, is it really that bad?
Phoebe: God, what happened?!
Phoebe: Ooh, God it looks bad.
Monica: Oh my God! How cute is the on-call doctor?
Phoebe: Oh my God! (Starts reading them.) Dizziness, nervousness, drowsiness, facial swelling, nausea, headacheHeadache. Vomiting, stomach bleeding, liver damage! Now okay, I dont recall any of this coming up when you gave me these little death capsules! Oh Im sorry, extra strength death capsules!
Tim: Oh my God! It didnt remind you of
Phoebe: It's fun, God I love how sexy I am. (Coughs really loudly.)
Rachel: God, I am so glad you dont have a problem with this, because if you did, I wouldnt even consider applying.
Monica: Oh my God.
Joanna: Kidding! God, I feel wild today!
Phoebe: No. (opens the box) wh - get off your sister! Oh my god, what are we gonna do? We have 7 rats. So what if each of them has 7 rats? And then each of those have 7 rats? That's like ... (starts counting with her fingers) That's math I can't even do! What are we gonna do?
Monica: Oh my God, oh my God. (on intercom) Call me on the phone!
Sarah: (tasting hers) Oh my God! (Looks at the waiter and then to Joey)
Rachel: No! God, would you just calm down!
Rachel: Oh my God.
Monica: Oh God bless my dad sound proofing the basement!
Mr. Treeger:: Thank you, listen, thanks a lot Tribbiani, (checks watch). Oh my God, look at the time, I gotta catch the bus to the ball.
Joey: Thank God! Im exhausted!
Rachel: Oh my God! How?!
Chandler: (trying to cover up why his hand is over his heart) One nation, under God. Indivisible with liberty and justice for all. (Laughs.) I remembered it. (Its a butchered version of the Pledge of Allegiance of the United States for our foreign friends.) The champagne is here. (The waiter is delivering it and pouring two glasses.)
Phoebe: Oh my God, hes not even appreciated in his own time. I would give anything to not be appreciated in my own time!