words in movies
Monica: God, this adoption stuff is so overwhelming. There's inter-country adoption, dependency adoption.. There are so many ways to go, and this is like the biggest decision of our lives.
Phoebe: Oh, god. So adorable. Look at them sleeping there like angels.
Phoebe: Oh, god, the last time I babysat them, they did the funniest thing..
Phoebe: Oh my god, Frank, are you thinking of leaving? Because I didn't have those triplets so you could just run out on them!
Monica: Oh my god!
Monica: Oh my god, where's my purse? No, you know what? I can replace everything in there. Get that binder, and let's go!
Rachel: Oh my god, are we supposed to answer?
Charlie: God, Rachel, what Ross just said that is just so..
Ross: Oh, oh. Of course. God, I'm so stupid. You guys are a couple now. I mean, you probably just want to be alone.
Ross: Except we're not. I mean, we haven't been a couple in like, six years. Oh my god, is that right? Has it been that long?
Ross: No, but I wanna be. Hey, I will be. Besides, I'm with Charlie, right? Oh my god, I'm still with Charlie, aren't I? I mean, she didn't see the dance, did she?
Joey: (on phone) Uh huh.. uh huh... oh my God! Okay! Okay, I'll be there! (He hangs up and to all.) That was my agent. (He tosses and catches the phone.) My agent has just gotten me a job...in the new Al Pacino movie!
Monica: STOP IT!! ...Oh my God. It's true! Who am I?
All: Oh my God! Whoah!
Monica: (trying not to laugh) Oh my God.
Monica: Oh my God. Okay, go into the bathroom, use whatever you want, just don't ever tell me what you did in there.
Chandler: God, I love these fingers...
Rachel: Oh God, oh. Great, Monica, y'know what, you could've called, I have been up here, I've been worried...
Ross: (sets out a bunch of shot glasses and starts to poor himself a drink, many drinks) Im an idiot. I mean shoulda seen it, I mean Carol and Id be out and shed, shed see some beautiful woman, and, and shed be Ross y'know look at her, and Id think, God, my wife is cool!
Monica: Oh my God! What were you doing in a library?
Monica: Oh my God! I love him!
Chandler: Oh God, I can't believe I'm even considering this... I'm very very aware of my tongue...
Monica: Hey dad, what's up? (Listens) Oh God. Ross, it's Nana.
Monica: Oh God!
Shelley: Well yeah! ...Oh God. I- just- I thought- Good, Shelley. I'm just gonna go flush myself down the toilet now...(backs out of the room) Okay, goodbye...
Ross: Oh my God..
All: God! Ross!
Rachel: Oh God Monica hi! Thank God! I just went to your building and you weren't there and then this guy with a big hammer said you might be here and you are, you are!
Chandler: I mean I was nothing before you. Call the other girls and ask. Which wouldn't take long. But when I'm with you, and we're together, OH MY GOD.
Rachel: Oh my God. I cannot keep having this same fight with you Ross! Look, urrgh, maybe we should take a break.
Rachel: Oh my god, oh, you guys are great.
Rachel: Oh my god.
Rachel: (to Monica and Phoebe) Oh my God, you guys, what am I doing? What am I doing? This is so un-me!
Frank: Yeah!! Little Leslie is here! We got another one! Oh my God, I can't believe I have two-two children. How scary is that? (He returns to the delivery room.)
Rachel: Oh, god, this is great! The plane is gone, so it looks like I'm stuck here with you guys.
Aurora: (moves Chandler's arm and look at his watch.) Oh my God, I'm late. (She starts to get up.)
Phoebe: God, what a great day. ...What? Weather-wise!
RACHEL: Oh my God.� I can't believe you live in that building.� My grandmother lives in that building.� Ida Green?� No sense of personal space?� Kind of smells like chicken?� Looks like a potato.
Janice: Oh my God. You listen to me, Chandler, you listen to me. One of these times is just gonna be your last chance with me. (She runs off)
Monica: Okay. Wait, just give me a second, I need to just get my boots off first. (She starts taking them off.) Ah Ooh Oohh Ohh Oh God Ohh Oh Ohh Ohhhh
Ross: I don't know, God, I... well, it's not like she's a regular mom, y'know? She's, she's sexy, she's...
Phoebe: Well, because we thought you knew!! Its so obvious! God, that would be like telling Monica, "Hey, you like things clean."
Chandler: Oh my God.
Chandler: Good save! We're back on track, and I'm... (grimacing) ..chewing someone else's gum. This is not my gum. Oh my God! Oh my God! And now you're choking.
Monica: Helloooo? Yeah. Oh my God. Thanks.
Ross: My God.
Rachel: Oh, God...
Rachel: Oh, God, he's such a pig,
Monica: My god, if I had a nickel for every guy I wish I hadn't...(Everyone looks at her), but this is about your horrible mistake.
The Cooking Teacher: (To Monica) Oh! Something smells good over at Monicas station! (She tries Monicas fettuccini.) Oh my God! This is absolutely amazing! Youve never made this before?
Rachel: Oh God, it says he was hit by an ice cream truck and dragged for nine-(turns over the note)-teen blocks. Oh. (They all come out from Monica's bedroom) Oh my God.
Janice: Oh.... my.... God.
Ross: (coming out of the bedroom) Oh! Oh my God! I didnt even see you!
Phoebe: Oh my god. (Chandler downs another espresso.) How many of those have you had?
Rachel: Oh my god. Janice, hi!
Ross: Oh my God. Ohh, my little sister and my best friend shaking up. Oh, thats great. Thats great. (Kisses and hugs her.)
Rachel: Oh, my god.
Monica: (excited) Oh my God!
Rachel: My God! What happened to you?
Rachel: (taking cookie) Ok, thanks Pheebs (takes bite of cookie, overwhelmed) Oh my God, why have I never tasted these before?!
Mr. Geller: Well Im peeking. (He peeks.) Oh my God!
Monica: (as Rachel) (Suddenly laughing) Oh, god, I am so spoiled... That's it!
Nurse: My god. You still have your Christmas lights up?
Nina: Oh my god! (Rushing over to give him a big hug) Youre amazing!
Phoebe: (looks) Oh my God, youre right! I am too late; theyre sitting on the couch and talking! (To Patrick) Come on! (They go over to the couch.) Rachel?
Monica: Because hell know what to do? (Rachel comes out of her room with a bear thats dressed in a rain suit.) Oh my God, youre a genius!
Rachel: Oh my God!
Rachel: Oh, my, God, c'mon, you guys! He's gonna be home any minute! He's gonna kill me!
Rachel: Oh God, oh, and then she told the funniest story...
Rachel: Luisa? Oh my God! Monica! It's Luisa!
Luisa: Oh my God, you are! And you're Rachel Green!
Ross: Oh, oh. Oh, oh. Oh this is it. Oh my god it's baby time. Baby time.
Rachel: Oh God, Ross, I cannot do this.
Rachel: Oh God... Okay. Alright. Alright. Okay. Ross, please don't hate me.
Phoebe: Oh my God. You'd put that poor little creature in jail?
Chandler: (investigating) I turned it off. Mother of God, I turned it off!
Phoebe: No Dr. Skeptismo! Im sure. First of all, okay, theres the feeling. (Chandler shrugs) Okay, and for another, how about the fact that she went into my guitar case which is lined with orange felt. (Rachel nods her head in unsure agreement) My Mothers favourite fish is Orange Roughy... (Joey thinks he understands, but then nods that he has no clue.) Cats....like....fish! (Ross and Rachel are totally lost) (to the cat) Hi, Mommy. (Rachel covers her mouth, in an Oh my God. gesture) Oh, I havent seen this smile in 17 years!
Rachel: Oh God.
Young Ethan: Oh god, don't tell me, I did it wrong.
David: Yeah, Im just, Im just in town for a conference. Umm, God you look phenomenal!
Phoebe: (Delighted) oh, oh, oh! This is so great! Oh my god! This was not at all scary. Hi everybody. Hi Betty! Betty, Hi! (Thrilled) You found Betty! Oh my god! (Hugging people) This is great. Everybody I love is in the same room, (still happy) Where's Joey?
Mindy: Oh God! You see, that's what I was afraid of!
Chandler: Nah, not so much. Alright, now we smoke. (Takes a puff.) Oh.. my.. God. (He continues to smoke.)
Monica: (looking out of the window) Oh my God. You guys! You gotta come see this! There's some creep out there with a telescope!
Chandler: Dear God! This parachute is a knapsack! (throws himself over the back of the chair he was sitting in)
Carol: Oh, god.
Rachel: Oh... (opens it)... (sees it is a pin) Oh my God. He remembered.
Chandler: Oh My God! You can do a duet of Ebony and Ivory all by yourself!
Rachel: Oh.... my God.
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!
Phoebe: Oh my god. This is huge. This is bigger than huge. This is like, all right, what's bigger than huge?
Julie: Oh my god.
Phoebe: (sarcastic) Ah, yeah, he's so adorable, God, he's just so much fun, Joey is the best, I'm glad you're having so much fun here. (She turns around, about to leave)
Chandler: God?
Rachel: Oh God, I know I'm a pathetic loser.
Chandler: Well, maybe it was God, doing me.
Rachel: Oh. Oh my God.
Phoebe: Oh my God! I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Which one's Demi Moore?
Rachel: Oh, God! Please, somebody say something.
Monica: Oh my God!
Monica: Oh my God!
Phoebe: Oh my God!
Joey: What? That's not? (Realizes) Oh my God.
Chandler: With Roger? (Monica shyly looks away.) Not just with Roger?! (Monica shrugs.) Oh my God!
Rachel: Oh god what am I gonna do you guys, I cant even comfort my own baby! Im the worst mother ever!
RACHEL: "Oh, my, god."
Ross: Oh, it looks like mom and dads house. Oh, it even has a tree with a broken limb out front and the uh, the window in the attic is Oh my God!!
CHANDLER: Oh, my, god!
JANICE: Oh, my, god.
RACHEL: Ohh, God.
Joey: (crying) Why God?! Why are you doing this to us?! (He buries his head in Rosss shoulder.)