words in movies
Joey: (talking to a pineapple in his hand) God, you're beautiful...why are we fighting this?You know you want it to happen as much as I do.
Joey: Right!(he starts to ape her)"Oh my God, is this the men's room? Oh, I feel so foolish, have you always known you wanted to be an actor?" (he inclines his head as if to look at a man's private parts)
Rachel: Oh, please!Honey, just the fact that you want me here to support you, I'm...OH MY GOD!Is that Christian Sanders?He's so gorgeous!
Rachel: Ok, not that you need it but good...GOD!Is that Chase Lassiter?He's straight, right?
Rachel: God, you have to tell me what happens tomorrow!
Ross: We are four short of a bush-o (pause). God I feel so alive, I love being in the country!
Ross: Oh my god.
Monica: Thank god, it's just you! I thought someone was swinging a bag of cats against the wall.
Joey: Well.. hey, you know what else I could use? There's a scene where Drake sneaks into Olivia's bedroom, and she doesn't know he's there - which never happened with us! And he knows he shouldn't be there, but he just wants to look at her... you know? (In a romantic voice) And I remember all those mornings before you even put on your make-up, when I would think to myself, my God, she...is... beautiful... (Rachel looks very moved) and it hurts so much, cuz I knew I could never tell you (pauses, while looking at her with sentiment) but it was worth it just to be there looking at you.
Monica: (without looking up from what she's doing) Besides tampons and salt? (Then looks) Ooh! My God! Maple candy! That's so sweet of you. (Opens the box) That's weird...it's empty!
Rachel: Oh my God, its happening. It's already started. I'm Kip.
Rachel: No, God! Please, let me! (Runs out.)
Rachel: Ohh, whoa God! Storage rooms give me the creeps! Monica, come on please hurry up honey! Please?
Monica: Oh my God! Fog him! Fog him!
Mr. Geller: (To Chandler) God, your hair sure is different!
Rachel: Oh my God, honey, I'm so sorry!
Chandler: Oh my God!
Monica: God, I feel so guilty about Ross.
Ross: No really, I mean, I mean, God, I could use a friend.
Phoebe: Oh God, I really missed that fat bastard!
Ross: Emily? Emily! Oh my God! Oh my God, it's Emily! (He picks up a lamp and hands it to Chandler, for no reason.) It's Emily everyone! Shush-shush-shhst! (to Emily) Hi!
Ross: Oh my God! Those werent albino kids, that was computer camp! Rach! (He hurries inside and Chandler is taking out the garbage.)
Phoebe: Ooh, this is so exciting! Ooh, God, what are you going to bet?
Ross: Oh my God! (Looking around, which doesn't take him long.)
CHANDLER: Mine is the red one! Oh God. Can open, worms everywhere.
Monica: God, I'm sorry! I'll go back and get it!
Rachel: Joey, is what she just said ummOh my God. (Looks around the room.) You were actually gonna (Chandler picks this moment to return to the living room.) (Rachel stares in shock.)
Cynthia: God, this was really fun! I've been wondering if you were going to ask me out.
Ross: My God. Rachel! (He walks towards her, grasps her hands and kisses her on the cheek.) Your here. I cant believe it. (She giggles.) What happen? Why are you here?
Rachel: (sees the picture) Oh my God! That's Monica!!
Ross: My God Monica!!
Chandler: Oh my God! Someones killed Square Man!
Chandler: Okay, bye! (To the gang.) Oh my God!!
Rachel: Oh my god. Ok you guys, theres Danny. Watch. Just watch this. (He walks past the couch to the counter.) See?! Still pretending hes not interested. Ohh, hes coming over. Just pretend like we dont know him. Weve forgotten who he is.
Rachel: Oh, god, I can't believe one of us actually has one of these.
Phoebe: Yeah. Ooh God, there's that face again! See I can't do this job! I...
Rachel: I'm doing just fine! God, Tiffany, you smell so great!
Phoebe: Oh my God! (Walks to the window) Go away! (Gesturing.) Stop looking in here!
Carol: (yelling from the bathroom) Oh my God!
Monica: Oh my God! I love that!
Ross: Oh my God!
Rachel: Oh my God, it's so huge, but you just have to promise me that you cannot tell anyone.
Elizabeth: Oh my God!
Chandler: Oh my God!
Phoebe: Monica slow down! Ok? I'm just excited to be living with him. You know I mean, I don't know, Can I see someday being married to Mike? Sure! Yeah. Y'know..I can picture myself walking down the aisle in a wedding dress that highlights my breasts in an obvious yet classy way. But do I want that house in Connecticut...you know..near the good schools where Mike and I can send Sophie and Mike Junior.. Oh my god I do.
Monica: (entering) Joey?! Oh my God, Rachel!
Ross: OH MY GOD!!
Rachel: (entering) Oh-ho, my God! That was so awesome! You totally got him back for calling you fat! He was just drooling all over you. That must've felt so great!
Rachel: Sure! (Pause) God, please take those off!
Monica: Ohh my God, I'm so sorry.
MNCA: Oh God, you fell off the wagon.
Chandler: Oh God. It's shovely-Joe, isn't it?
Monica: Hey, did you get the turkey bastedOh my God! Oh my God! (She sees someone is stuck in the turkey.) Who is that?
Phoebe: Oh my God!
Rachel: Oh my God. I cannot keep having this same fight over and over again, Ross, no, youre, youre, youre making this too hard.
Chandler: Oh my God!
Monica: Oh my God! You don't know me at all!
Chandler: Oh my God!
Ross: Oh my God! I love this apartment! Isn't it perfect?! I can't believe I never realized how great it is!
Rachel: OH MY GOD!!!
Rachel: Oh my God!
Rachel: Nothing! Oh God, we're just so excited that you want to get this apartment!
Monica: Ohhh, oh my God! Oh my God! She knows about us!
Mrs. Geller: Oh my God! There's a toe in my kitchen.
Phoebe: God, they thought they can mess with us! They're trying to mess with us?! They don't know that we know they know we know! (Joey just shakes his head.) Joey, you can't say anything!
Rachel: Wow, oh my God, our child will be beaten to death in the schoolyard.
Rachel: Oh my God! (She licks the top picture and hands them back.)
Phoebe: God! (She turns and buttons up.)
Chandler: (looks at what she's holding and shies away) Oh dear God, they gave us glasses!
Ross: (licks the envelope and encounters a foreign substance on the glue.) Oh God!
Joey: Careful! Youre wasting good pastrami! (Gasps.) Oh my God! Im my dad!
Monica: Oh my God! (She goes to hug him, stops short, and hits him on the shoulder.) Where the hell have you been?!!
Ross: Oh my God! I-I see what this is! You are in love with Rachel!
Monica: Oh my God, what would have done if I said yes?
Phoebe: Oh God!
Phoebe and Joey: Oh my God!
Rachel: Oh my God, Phoebe, are you gonna go to jail?!
Rachel: Maybe. I-I don't knowOh God, how could I be so stupid?!
Chandler: Oh. Oh, God! (He starts running around like a chicken with his head cut off.)
Phoebe: Ooh, God, it's him! It's that cop! God, I can't believe it! He found me!
Chandler: I was not and oh God, shh!
Joshua: and even though none of the other kids believed me, I swear to God, that duck pushed me!
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!)
Monica: Thank God! I can't watch him anymore!
Rachel: Och, god. (seeing Emma) Oh, thank god, you�re okay. I�m so sorry we left you. Mom never gonna leave you again. Never ever ever again. Uch.
Rachel: Ohh! Thank God! Where was it?
Rachel: Ohh, thank God! Finally!
Chandler: Oh God, kindergarten flashback.
Caitlin: Oh my God! That was flirting?!
Phoebe: My God, Joey!
Rachel: Oh my God! Are you serious?!
Chandler: (returning) Oh my God! (Storms out.)
Monica: (shocked) Oh my God!
Joey: That's what this is about! Oh my God, you hate Ross!
Joey: Oh... food. No, sex. Food! Sex! Food! Se-I don't know! Good God, I don't know, I want girls on bread!
Monica: Well thank God you were here! I mean, we have to erase that!
Monica: Oh myOh good God!
Ross: Oh, thank God!
Woman No. 1: (looks into the box) Oh my God! What's wrong with your baby?!
Rachel: Oh my God! What does that thing do?
Rachel: Ohh, God! Look at him, hes so cute. I wanna go over there, grab him, and kiss him! How can I kiss him and not letting him know that I like him?
Ross: Oh God, here we go!
Monica: Oh my God, I was thinking four.
Rachel: Oh, let me see! (grabs picture) Oh, God, is he just the sweetest thing? You must just want to kiss him all over!
Phoebe: Oh my God, I remember now! We were playing chess!
MONICA: And, well, don't you have a lot of wild oats to sew? Or is that what you're doing with me? Oh my God, am I an oat?
Rachel: Oh my God! You really are freakishly strong!
Rachel: What?!! Stop it! Stop it! Oh my God!
Phoebe: (overdoing it) Oh my God!!
Phoebe: Richard Simmons?! Oh my God!