words in movies
Mike: Oh, thank God. (he laughs nervously, and Phoebe gets her keychain from her bag.)
Phoebe: (gasps) Oh my God! David!
Phoebe: Thank you! God, no! You should see me when... Oh actually, no, I look pretty good.
Phoebe: Yeah! I mean, I don't know. I was just , I was looking, I was looking in his eyes and I was just thinking: Oh my God! It's David. David's here. He's just, he's so irresistible.
Phoebe: I know! (points at herself) Evil! And... and... and... I like Mike so much, you know. It's just going really well. Oh my God!
Rachel: Oh God, she mu... she must need her diaper changed.
Chandler: (Can't believe what he hears) Well, thank God your livelihood doesn't depend on it.
Monica: Is that why he's acting so weird...? He's jealous...? Oh my God, that is crazy. It's not like I'm attracted to Geoffrey...
Ross: (looks angrily at Joey and points at him) I swear to God...! (Joey is in shock)
Ross: (shakes his head) Oh my God!
Phoebe: (turns around and hits Frank) So thats what you thought I did!! God! Thats not what I do!
RACHEL: No! They didn't even talk to each other. God, how was I supposed to know they were having problems?
Chandler: Oh my God, how did you do that?
Rachel: Awe! (Emma laughs) Oh my God! Looks, she’s a little dare-devil! Oh, let me push, can I push?
Monica: (covers her neck) Oh God! (runs to the bathroom)
Rachel: Oh my God! Yes, I would love that, oh, that is soo sweet, Joey.
Monica: (she reaches out for it and stops) Oh God! I gotta go! (runs out)
Phoebe: Oh! Oh my God!
Phoebe: You saved them! You guys! Oh God, youre the best!
Chandler: (on phone, reading from a script) Oh, Danielle! I wasn't expecting the machine... Give me a call when you get a chance. (Rattles some dishes) Bye-bye. (Hangs up.) Oh God!
Monica: No, a guy would be saying, "Im never gonna get to sleep with anyone else." Oh my God! Im never gonna get to sleep with anyone else! Ive been so busy planning the wedding that I forgot about all the things that Id be giving up! I mean, I Im never gonna have a first kiss again.
Chandler: (jumps back and points at the cigarette) Oh my God!
Rachel: Oh God, I hate my job, I hate it, I hate my job, I hate it.
Monica: Oh my God!
Rachel: (on phone) Yeah, oh my God, tomorrow! That, no, its perfect. Oh God, thank you soo much. Great! Bye! (hangs up phone) I got the interview!
Rachel: (to Ross) Oh my God!! (she turns around and hugs Mark, not Ross)
Joeys Sister: So! Me neither! God, Mary-Angela was right you do have the softest lips.
Phoebe: God, I hope they kick his ass!
Rachel: Oh my God! Im gonna have to find another minister.
Rachel: Oh! Oh my God! What did I just do?
Carol: Oh please God, let there be a song.
Phoebe: Oh my God, oh my God! Poor Monica!
Phoebe: Oh, totally. Oh, God, oh, she seemed so happy too.
Ross: I mean my God...
Phoebe: Pretty big? Its huge! God, this guy doesnt have a clue! Hes just walking down the street thinking, I had sex with Rachel Green. I rock! then bam! Hes a father and everythings different.
Chandler: Okay! (He joins her on one knee) Okay! Okay! Oh God, I thought (Starting to cry, pauses) Wait a minute, I-I can do this. (Pause) I thought that it mattered what I said or where I said it. Then I realized the only thing that matters is that you, (Pause) you make me happier than I ever thought I could be. (Starting to cry again.) And if youll let me, I will spend the rest of my life trying to make you feel the same way. (Pause as he gets out the ring.) Monica, will you marry me?
Monica: Oh my God. Richard? (turns around) Hi!
Rachel: God, Im not lame, okay. I can do something. I can throw, would you let me throw, come on this is my game too.
Rachel: Okay. (Starts to go.) God yknow, if someone told me a week ago that I would be peeing in Joey Tribbianis apartment
Phoebe: Oh my God!! You threw Pepper on the fire!
Rachel: Oh no!!!! Oh my God!! This is all making so much sense to me now! This is why Adam Carter wouldnt go out with me! This is why Billy Tratt would just stay in this region! (Motions to her breasts.) (Joey has turned around.)
Rachel: Oh my God!!! Ross!!
Rachel: (looking at her watch) Oh my God, I gotta go to work!
Cheryl: (looking in the bag) Oh, thank god, it's not Mitzi. It's just a rat.
Chandler: Oh God, it freaked me out. Okay, I know it shouldnt have, but it did. I mean I like her, I dont want to stop seeing her, but every so often its like Hey, y'know what, wheres your leg? I mean Im the smallest person in the world arent I? Im the smallest person in the world.
Joey: Uh, really good. Really good. Yeah, I should be ready to kill myself any day now. (Chandler returns with a bobby pin and hands it to Joey.) Wow, you sure found that quick. (He tries the pin in the lock.) I justI wish I didnt feel this way about Rachel anymore, yknow? I wish things could go back to normal. I mean, I love living with her and God, helping out with the baby is just amazing, but now I think I think Ross feels left out. Yknow? When I had to take Rachel to the hospital, the doctor thought I was the father. God You shouldve seen the look on Rosss face. (Pause) By the way, I have no idea what Im doing here. For all I know Im just locking it more. Oh hey, did you try opening it with a credit card?
Rachel: (startled) Oh!! My God, what are you doing here?
Rachel: (shocked) Oh my God.
MONICA: No you're not. You're, you're allergic to lobster and peanuts and--oh my god.
Rachel: (shocked) Oh 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: Oh, oh my God, is this the wrong day? I don't believe it, uh, well, hey, I guess if it works out we'll, we'll have something to tell the grandkids.
Phoebe: God. Do think it really doesnt hurt? Cause how can they do that?
Rachel: Im sorry, as I was saying the store number is wrong, and Im sorry but thats... (notices a fire that Rosss candle has started) Oh my God!!
Chandler: Oh my God! Oh my God!
Phoebe: (Removing one of the strips) Ow-ow-ow-ow! Oh my God!!!
Monica: Oh my God.
Joey: Oh my God! How many of these things did you have? These are pure vodka.
Carol: Oh God, Ross I am so sorry.
Phoebe: (answering the phone) (whispering) Ross, thank God.
MRS GREEN: Oh my god, there's an unattractive nude man playing the cello.
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!
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!
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!
Rachel: Oh my God. I cannot keep having this same fight over and over again, Ross, no, youre, youre, youre making this too hard.
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.
Phoebe: Oh my God! You dated someone with a glass eye too?!
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!
Rachel: Oh my God. (starting to cry)
Phoebe: Oh my God, I didnt
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!
Phoebe: (the fire has worsened) Oh my God!!!
Ross: Oh God!
Rachel: (looking up at the ceiling) God, Monica its on the ceiling.
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!
Chandler: Oh my God! If you say that one more time, Im gonna break up with you!
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.