words in movies
Phoebe: It was his sweater, butOh my God!
Monica: Oh my God! Oranges!
Ross: Oh my God! What happened to the door?!
Joey: (simultaneously) Oh my God!!! I cant believe that!!
Phoebe: (simultaneously) Holy mother of God!!!
Ross: Oh my God.
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!
Ross: Oh my God! I-I see what this is! You are in love with Rachel!
Joey: Careful! Youre wasting good pastrami! (Gasps.) Oh my God! Im my dad!
Monica: Oh my God, what would have done if I said yes?
Phoebe and Joey: Oh my God!
Monica: Oh my God! (She goes to hug him, stops short, and hits him on the shoulder.) Where the hell have you been?!!
Rachel: Oh my God, Phoebe, are you gonna go to jail?!
Monica: Thank God! I can't watch him anymore!
Chandler: Oh. Oh, God! (He starts running around like a chicken with his head cut off.)
Rachel: Maybe. I-I don't knowOh God, how could I be so stupid?!
Phoebe: Oh God!
Phoebe: Ooh, God, it's him! It's that cop! God, I can't believe it! He found me!
Caitlin: Oh my God! That was flirting?!
Chandler: Oh God, kindergarten flashback.
Rachel: Ohh! Thank God! Where was it?
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!)
Chandler: I was not and oh God, shh!
Rachel: Ohh, thank God! Finally!
Monica: Well thank God you were here! I mean, we have to erase that!
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: Oh my God! Are you serious?!
Chandler: (returning) Oh my God! (Storms out.)
Monica: (shocked) Oh my God!
Phoebe: My God, Joey!
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!
Woman No. 1: (looks into the box) Oh my God! What's wrong with your baby?!
Monica: Oh myOh good God!
Phoebe: Oh my God, I remember now! We were playing chess!
Ross: Oh, thank God!
Rachel: Oh, let me see! (grabs picture) Oh, God, is he just the sweetest thing? You must just want to kiss him all over!
Monica: Oh my God, I was thinking four.
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!
Rachel: Oh my God! What does that thing do?
Rachel: Oh my God! You really are freakishly strong!
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?
Phoebe: (overdoing it) Oh my God!!
Rachel: What?!! Stop it! Stop it! Oh my God!
Monica: I mean this has been like my dream since I got my first Easy Bake Oven and opened Easy Monicas Bakery. I mean I would kill for this job. I mean I can totally do this job, and God knows I paid my dues. (She removes her fake breasts) But Petes just doing this because he has a crush on me.