words in movies
Chandler: Oh my God, it's that Victoria's Secret model. Something... something Goodacre.
Chandler: She's right, it's Jill. Jill Goodacre. Oh my God. I am trapped in an ATM vestibule with Jill Goodacre! (pause) Is it a vestibule? Maybe it's an atrium. Oh, yeah, that is the part to focus on, you idiot!
Chandler: Alright, alright, alright. It's been fourteen and a half minutes and you still have not said one word. Oh God, do something. Just make contact, smile!
Joey: (to everyone) Oh my God! He's trapped in an ATM vestibule with Jill Goodacre! (on phone) Chandler, listen. (says something intentionally garbled)
Monica: Oh my God! What were you doing in a library?
Monica: Oh my God! I love him!
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.
Jill: My God, you're choking! (she runs over and gives him the Heimlich, the gum flies from his mouth) That better?
Rachel: (to Monica and Phoebe) Oh my God, you guys, what am I doing? What am I doing? This is so un-me!
Rachel: God, the first time he smiled at me... those three seconds were more exciting than three weeks in Bermuda with Barry.
Rachel: Oh God Monica hi! 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!
Joey: God, that would be weird it that situation presented itself tonight, huh?
Ross: And that's why, no matter what mommy says, we really were on a break. (baby talk) Yes we were! Yes we were! (picks Emma up) Come here gorgeous. (puts her on his knees and talks to her) Oh! Look at you! You are the cutest little baby ever! You're just a... a little bitty baby, you know that? But you've got... (in a softer voice) You've got big beautiful eyes... Yes you do... and a... and a big round belly. (emphasises the B's) Big baby butt! I like big butts. (raps) I like big butts and I cannot lie / you other brothers can't deny / when a girl walks in with an itty, bitty, waist / and a round thing in your face you get...(Emma laughs) Oh my God, Emma... you're laughing! Oh my God, you've never done that before, have you? You never done that before... Daddy made you laugh, huh? Well, daddy and Sir Mix Alot... What? What? You... you wanna hear some more? Uhm...(raps) My anaconda don't want none / unless you got buns hon... (Emma laughs again and Ross looks worried) I'm a terrible father!
Monica: Well, if you think about it, I am kind of like a Reverend. I mean, as a chef, I serve God, by feeing the hungry and poor. (looks very convinced about what she just said)
Monica: Oh my God!
Ross: (answering the phone) Hello? (Listens) Hey Mon, hows the packing going? (Listens) Ben? Hes fine. Yeah, hes rightOh my God! (He looks over at the fake Ben and notices that the head has fallen off.) Get your head of your shirt there son! (He tries to push the pumpkin through the neck hole.) What? (Listens) Yeah, its a pumpkin. Ill come pack.
Emily: Oh God.
Janice: Oh, my god, I am so glad you called me. I had the most supremely awful day.
Chandler: God!! (Sits down in disgust.) What am I gonna do?!
Chandler: Oh my god!
Parker: What a beautiful place. What a great night! I have to tell you, being here with all of you in Event Room C I feel so lucky. I think of all the good times that have happened here. The birthdays, the proms, the mitzvahs both bar and bat, but none of them will compare with tonight! My God, I dont want to forget this moment! Its like I want to take a mental picture of you all! Click! (He takes a mental picture of them all.)
Mrs. Waltham: Oh my God, Phoebe.
Rachel: Oh my God! We are throwing the most depressing baby shower ever!
Monica: Oh my God, Rachel! Hi!
Chandler: Dear God! This parachute is a knapsack! (throws himself over the back of the chair he was sitting in)
Monica: Oh my God! You own an Italian restaurant and you think that tastes good?! Where are you even from?
Phoebe: Oh my God! I killed him! I killed another one! And this curse is getting stronger too, to bring down something that big.
Rachel: Oh God, I really had a good time!
Ross: You think?! God, I, ah, Im in hell. I mean what, what am I gonna do? Rachels all like, I love you and, and lets work on this. And all I can think about is, What is she gonna do? What is she gonna say? when I tell her what I did.
Monica: My God! Chandler, we said be 'aloof' not 'a doof'.
Monica: Oh my God, you cant even see where the Titanic hit it.
Monica: Oh my God! You're water broke!
Phoebe: Oh my God!
Phoebe: Oh my God, she's so stupid!
Phoebe: All rightOoh! Oh dead God, save me!
Monica: Oh my God. Youre even dumber than I am!
Phoebe: Oh my God!
Joey: Oh my God.
Rachel: Oh God, ohh, okay, y'know what, do you think ah, do you think that you just forget that I told you this?
Rachel: Oh my God!! You just ruined the thing I was practicing the whole way home, but Im soo happy!
Monica: Oh my God! No wonder I get such great service at Cafe Maurice.
Rachel: Oh my God, Le Poo, our dog!
Rachel: (interrupting) Oh my God! My dog died!
Rachel: Phoebe, Im going to Rosss wedding because he is my ex-boyfriend and that would be really uncomfortable. Not because, Im still in love with him! I mean, hey, yknow, I like Ross as much as the next guy, yknow? Clearly I have feelings for him, but feelings dont mean love! I mean, I still have loving feelings for Ross. Yeah! But, I have, I have continuing feelings of love, but that doesnt mean that-that Im still in love with him. Yknow? I-I have sexual feelings for him, but I do love himOhh! Oh my God! Oh mywhy didnt you tell me?!!
Rachel: Ohh, whoa God! Storage rooms give me the creeps! Monica, come on please hurry up honey! Please?
Rachel: Oh my God, its happening. It's already started. I'm Kip.
Rachel: No, God! Please, let me! (Runs out.)
Rachel: Oh my God, honey, I'm so sorry!
Monica: Oh my God! Fog him! Fog him!
Mr. Geller: (To Chandler) God, your hair sure is different!
Phoebe: Oh God, I really missed that fat bastard!
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.
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!
Phoebe: Ooh, this is so exciting! Ooh, God, what are you going to bet?
Ross: Oh my God! Those werent albino kids, that was computer camp! Rach! (He hurries inside and Chandler is taking out the garbage.)
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.)
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!
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?
Cynthia: God, this was really fun! I've been wondering if you were going to ask me out.
Rachel: (sees the picture) Oh my God! That's Monica!!
Chandler: Okay, bye! (To the gang.) Oh my God!!
Ross: My God Monica!!
Chandler: Oh my God! Someones killed Square Man!
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.
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!
Rachel: Oh, god, I can't believe one of us actually has one of these.
Monica: Hey, did you get the turkey bastedOh my God! Oh my God! (She sees someone is stuck in the turkey.) Who is that?
Monica: Oh my God! I love that!
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.
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!
Chandler: Oh God. It's shovely-Joe, isn't it?
Carol: (yelling from the bathroom) Oh my God!
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!
Monica: (entering) Joey?! Oh my God, Rachel!
Ross: OH MY GOD!!
Rachel: Sure! (Pause) God, please take those off!
Monica: Ohh my God, I'm so sorry.
MNCA: Oh God, you fell off the wagon.
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!
Chandler: Oh my God!
Monica: Oh my God! You don't know me at all!
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: Wow, oh my God, our child will be beaten to death in the schoolyard.
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: 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!
Ross: (licks the envelope and encounters a foreign substance on the glue.) Oh God!
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!
Chandler: Oh. Oh, God! (He starts running around like a chicken with his head cut off.)
Joey: Careful! Youre wasting good pastrami! (Gasps.) Oh my God! Im my dad!
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?
Monica: Oh my God! (She goes to hug him, stops short, and hits him on the shoulder.) Where the hell have you been?!!
Phoebe and Joey: Oh my God!