words in movies
Rachel: God. I feel violated.
Chandler: Oh God, I can't believe I'm even considering this... I'm very very aware of my tongue...
Chandler: Thank God you didn't try to fan out the magazines. I mean, she'll scratch your eyes right out.
Monica: STOP IT!! ...Oh my God. It's true! Who am I?
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!
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...
Aurora: (moves Chandler's arm and look at his watch.) Oh my God, I'm late. (She starts to get up.)
Rachel: Oh my God you stole her award!
Joey: (on phone) Oh my God!
Rachel: (To Phoebe) Oh my God! We have to throw her a shower?!
Monica: Oh my God, what are you gonna do?!
Phoebe: Well for the regular guy, its bad, but Chandler, Oh dear God!
Rachel: Oh my God youre amazing! Did you just pull that out of her purse?
Rachel: Oh, god, I know it, that I freaked you out.
Cassie: Oh my God! You do a great Chandler!
Ross: (quietly) Thank God.
Joey: Thank God!
Ross: Dad, dad, dad, I'm talkin' about the whole uh, baby thing. Did you uh, ever get this sort of... panicky, "Oh my god I'm gonna be a father" kind of a thing?
Rachel and Monica: Oh God, neither!
Melissa: (Gasps when she notices Rachel) Oh my God! Ray-ray Green?! (Screams)
Joey: (reacting first by jumping up) Dude! What the hell are you doing?! God! (Heads for his room leaving Ross.)
Monica: What we did was wrong. Oh god, I just had sex with somebody that wasn't alive during the Bicentennial.
Melissa: My God! You love me!
Chandler: Oh my God.
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!
Phoebe: (Looking relieved. She puts down the phone.) Oh thank god. Oh, you changed your mind. Oh, look I know you probably want to be alone, and you dont want to talk about it, thats fine. I just want you to know, I think you are doing the right thing and...
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!
Ross: (in his head) Say something clever! (Pause.) Okay, doesnt have to be clever, it just has to be words. Say some words. (Pause) Any words will do. (Pause) Oh my God! This is the longest that anyone has not talked ever! (Pause) There is nothing you can say to make this worse!! So just say something!! (Pause.) (To her) I-I, I uh havent had sex in a very long time. (She leaves.) (In his head) Yeah, you really shouldnt have said anything.
Rachel: My God!
Chandler: An invitation for the At First Sight premiere? Oh my God! Val Kilmer didnt wear this in Batman! He wore it to the premiere of some tooty-fruity love story where he played a blind guy!
Ross: Oh my God.
Phoebe: Oh my God, youve got to stop chattering!
Chandler: Believe me, Ive been saying that for years. Oh my God!
Rachel: Oh my God!
Rachel: Well its hard to tell (Rachel gets up to get a closer look, only shes having some trouble.) Oh God, if she would just stop moving.
Chandler: Oh my God! (He and Monica walk away.)
Joey: (running from his bedroom) Oh my God! I overslept! I was supposed to be on the set a half an hour ago! I gotta get out of here!
Phoebe: Oh my God! Chandler just left though!
Rachel: I know. I know. Oh God. (Looking around) Theres no tissue! Can you grab me some toilet paper?
Rachel: Oh my God!
Rachel: Oh God I just can not imagine what is gonna happen if Chandler doesnt show up!
Rachel: Oh my God!
Phoebe: (finding something interesting in the trash can) Oh my God!
Phoebe: Oh my God! Is that him? (She points at someone.)
Phoebe: Dont be so negative! Good God! Isnt it possible that Sorry is sitting in there (Joey and Rachels apartment) right now?!
Monica: Oh wow! Okay. Dont scare me like that okay? I mean for a minute there I was like, "Oh my God! The worst has happened!"
Phoebe: Oh my God Monica!
Ross: Oh my God! Monica!
Ross: Oh my God. Oh my God! And youre-youre youre not freaking out?
Rachel: Oh thank you! (Wiping her nose.) Oh God! (She throws it out.) Can I have another one?
Phoebe: Oh, thank you! Oh... Oh my God, you're RICH!
Rachel: Oh, I know it. Youre right. Thats not sexy. Oh Oh! (Drops a fork on the floor.) Whoops! Oh, I seem to have dropped my fork. Let me just bed over and get it. (Tries too, but cant quite seem to make it.) Oh God!
Phoebe: It's a tarantula! (Joey almost falls down from his drum-stool jumping up) Oh! God! Rachel, look, I'm sorry. What was I thinking giving Joey this big, gross, scary spider in such a poorly constructed cage?
Ross: Monica's right, swing dancing can be tricky. I'm gonna use the phone. I gotta cancel those five giant teddy bears I sent to Emily. (Looks at the rose mulch.) My God, think of the massacre.
Phoebe: (reading the certificate) Oh my God! Oh my God, we are 31.
Joey: Oh my God! Is that why you guys had to get married?!
Rachel: God. I forgot how much I love driving. I have got to get my license renewed.
Rachel: Oh my God, who is it?! (Phoebe rolls her eyes.)
Phoebe: Oh my God!
Phoebe: Is it Ross? Its Ross isnt itOh my God, its Joey!
Dennis Phillips: Oh my God! No-no-no! Please! Please! Dont-dont-dont!
Monica: Oh God
Phoebe: God! God! This is not going well.
Phoebe: Ohhh! My God! For tiny salt!
Phoebe: Yes. Yes I am. Oh my God, Im gonna have a baby! (Joey and Phoebe hug.)
Joey: Oh my God Pheebs! Youre gonna have a baby?
Phoebe: Thank God, cause that hair on a baby
Monica: Oh my God! Joey!
Joey: Oh my God.
Rachel: Oh God Oh, hes in there right now?
Phoebe: Oh, god, the last time I babysat them, they did the funniest thing..
Phoebe: Oh my God, are you okay?
Monica and Phoebe: Oh my God!!
Phoebe: It was his sweater, butOh my God!
Phoebe: Ah! Oh my God! You r-r-rotten boys!
Monica: Oh my God! Oranges!
Phoebe: (simultaneously) Holy mother of God!!!
Ross: Oh my God! What happened to the door?!
Ross: Oh my God.
Dennis Phillips: Oh my God, that was for my benefit?
Rachel: Thank God youre here! You have to help me! Were you just talking to yourself?
Rachel: (on tape) Oh, thank God youre here! You have to help me! Were you just talking to yourself?
Rachel: Oh God!
Rachel: Oh my God. (Laughs)
Rachel: Noo! Oh no! No! God no! He should not get back together with her. I know that! You know that! Even Ross knows that! But that still doesnt give us the right to erase his message!
Eric: Oh my God, youre the sister!
Monica: Oh my God, Phoebe!
Phoebe: Hello handsome. (Sees Ursula over her shoulder) Oh God. (Walks away in shame as they kiss.) Oh look at you two. So when did you guys meet?
Monica: (To Phoebe) Oh God!
Chandler: God, Im exhausted.
Ross: Look this is starting to look really bad for me. Okay? Mona, Monas standing right over there. (Looks behind him.) Oh God, shes talking to Joey! You gotta let me win!
Joey: (simultaneously) Oh my God!!! I cant believe that!!
Monica: Oh my God! You cleaned! (Gasps) Look at these floors! You did the windows! Oh, I have been begging you for months and you did! You cleaned! And nagging works!
Monica: I know...God. I haven't seen my savings take a hit like this since I was a kid and they came up with double-stuffed Oreos. What happened to all our money?
Phoebe: Oh my God Eric hi! Wait, howd you get this number?
Rachel: Oh my God! Was she old? Does she have a view?
Ross: Oh, thank God!
Monica: What are you guys doing? (Monica hears the moaning coming from the TV and looks at it) Oh my God, is that Richard? (It only takes a split second for Joey to realise, he pulls Monica down by her jacket, and she falls, face down next to Chandler. Chandler gets up a bit, and Joey quickly covers Chandler's eyes with his hand.)
Rachel: Ohh, out, oh God, I don't know why we didn't think to check there!
Phoebe: Oh my God!!! Monica!! Hes the stripper from your bachelorette party!!
Chandler: Oh dear God!
Monica: Aww thanks! God Will Im so glad that you came! You look great! You mustve lost like
Chandler: My God! You must be good in bed!
Mona: Oh my God! Oh my God! Im so sorry!