words in movies
Monica: Oh my God. She's gonna pick us!
Monica: Oh my God, it's gonna WORK! We're gonna make it work! I'm gonna be a mummy and (to Chandler) you're gonna be a daddy! All right, I'll see you suckers. I'm gonna get me... A BABY! {she leaves)
Phoebe: Thank God you’re here. Listen to this!
Monica: Oh my God, this is great! This is so great! (to Chandler, who looks bewildered). Did you hear that?
Monica: God works in mysterious ways.
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)
Sarah: (tasting hers) Oh my God! (Looks at the waiter and then to Joey)
Monica: God bless you Chandler Bing!
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!
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.
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?
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: That is so great! Oh, I... (sees that a parked car near them has caught on fire) Oh my God!
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.
Rachel: Oh my God. (starting to cry)
Phoebe: Oh my God, I didnt
Phoebe: Oh my God! You dated someone with a glass eye too?!
Ross: Oh God!
Phoebe: (the fire has worsened) Oh my God!!!
Monica: My God, you cant even look at me! Can you?
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!
Rachel: (gasps) Oh my God! Oh my God!! That is like the third most prestigious soap opera award there is!
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: Okay here, have one of these peppers. Oh ha Oh God! So so hot! (Rubs his eyes.) Oh my(Laughs.) By the way, you dont want to touch the pepper and then touch your eye.
Joey: Oh my God, that's great! I'm smart!! No, no, I'm... (he uses the Thesaurus) "brainy, bright, clever", I love this thing! Look out ladies, Joey Tribbiani's got the whole package!!
Monica: God Ross, what is that?
Rachel: (looking up at the ceiling) God, Monica its on the ceiling.
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.
Phoebe: Oh, look at these! Hey, Ben. Just do it. (Ben starts to cry) Oh my God, oh, ok, was that too much pressure for him?
Chandler: Oh my God! If you say that one more time, Im gonna break up with you!
Monica: Oh my God! Thats Pete! But why is Bill huggin Pete?
Rachel: Oh. (we hear laughing from the upstairs apartment) Oh my God, is that Phoebe?
Phoebe: Oh my God, so do I!
Monica: Oh God (Starts looking around.) Why dont they put chairs back here?!
Phoebe: Oh my God, you guys are selling the entertainment center?
Phoebe: I'll find Bob, I'll get him. Bob? (starts looking) Bob! Robert! (looks at cabinet under sink) Oh wait, I think I hear him. Oh - Oh my god! Bob had babies! Bob's a mom!
Monica: Look Ross, the only question you need to ask is, "Do you see a future?" I mean like do you see yourself marrying her? (Ross pauses in consideration.) Oh my God! You did it already! You married her, didnt you?!
Monica: (entering) Oh my God! What happened?
Monica: Oh my God! You still have the Chipper!
Chandler: OH MY GOD!!!
Phoebe: (entering) Hey, you guys. Listen, Im sorry that I was hogging the game before(Sees the top ten list)Oh my God! Your friends have some unfortunate initials!
Monica: (to Phoebe) Oh my God! Did you hear that? She hired me because she thinks Im good.
Chandler: Oh my God! That's why I got up too!
PHOEBE: Oh God, here we go. For the first time in my life I'm gonna say 'Hi birthfather'.
Kathy: Oh my God!
Monica: Okay, all right, how's this? 27. Italian-American guy. He's an actor, born in Queens. Wow, big family, seven sisters, and he's the only....boy. (they all turn and look at Joey) Oh my God, under personal comments: 'New York Knicks, rule!'
RACHEL: Yeah, when I was in the bathroom I saw the window that I crawled out of at my wedding, and God, I just started thinking that I shouldn't be here, you know I shouldn't, people are going to be looking at me and judging me and, and thinking about the last time.
Ross: Oh my god! I'm so sorry, Cheryl. I must have freaked out.
All: Yeah! Oh my God!
Kathy: Ohh, God, guys, check it out, you can see that girl's underwear!
Rachel: Oh my God! What happened?
Rachel: Oh, The Velveteen Rabbit! Oh my God, when the boy's love makes the rabbit real!
Kathy: (entering) Hey! (sees whats on TV) Oh God, is that Baywatch?
Chandler: (interrupting) Oh my God! Play!
Joey: (rushing in) Oh my God! What happened here? Did you do all this?
Monica: (Looks at her nails) Oh my God. Wait a minute, I had them put (realises) Oh my God! Its in the quiche! Oh My God!
Phoebe: Oh my God, hes lost it. Hes totally lost it.
Phoebe: I picked her! Oh thank God you want her! Ooh!