words in movies
Phoebe: (whispering) Oh my God!
Rachel: Oh, God, do you think she heard? It would be so bad if she heard!
Rachel: Oh, thank God I can't hear a word that you're saying!
Rachel: Oh my God!
Rachel: (pretends to be stunned) Oh! Wi... in the dres... in the dressing room!? Well, that's so weird! Phoebe and I were just trying on clothes in the dressing room. God it's just such a small world!
Rachel: Oh God. You did. You heard. Ok, listen, let me explain.
Ross: (To the still half asleep Professor) Oh my God! You really want me to be the keynote speaker? Thank you! (hugs him whilst still on his lap)
Phoebe: Oh my God! (they hug)
Chandler: (sighs with relief) Thank God, because I don't wanna do this either. You know, I was just doing because I thought that was what you wanted to do. You know, I'm the husband, I'm supposed to... bring the sperm.
Monica: (excitedly) Oh my God, we're gonna be parents!
Rachel: Oh God! This is silly, Im gonna see you in a couple of hours! (They hug again.)
Chandler: Oh my God!
Monica: Oh my God!
Chandler: Oh, God.
Monica: (spitting out her drink in shock) Oh God, oh God, I am sorry... I am so sorry...
Rachel: (on phone) Oh my God! Oh my God! Thank you! (Hangs up) That was the fire department, there was a fire at our place!
Monica: Oh God, is it 6:30? Buzz him in!
Rachel: Oh God, oh God, oh God oh God oh God oh God.... (Starts to look under the couch cushions.)
Ross: Oh my God.
Cynthia: Oh, candles! (Notices something.) What is that? A blanket? A video camera? Oh my God! (As she storms out, Rachel returns and overhears the conversation.)
All: Oh! Oh, God!
All: You're kidding. Oh my God.
Rachel: (to Ross, who has wandered up) God, he's good.
Lizzie: What? (She opens the envelope Phoebe has given her.) Oh my God, there's really money in here.
Ross: Oh my God, oh- is today the twentieth, October twentieth?
Monica: Oh my God, what a fun day! That sounds great!
Rachel: Oh, God, ask them what they want.
Ross: Right, you're not even getting your honeymoon, God.. No, no, although, Aruba, this time of year... talk about your- (thinks) -big lizards... Anyway, if you don't feel like being alone tonight, Joey and Chandler are coming over to help me put together my new furniture.
Rachel: Joey, God, your apartment is like a hundred degrees!
Rachel: Thank God. Food. (She goes to answer the door.)
Monica: (staggered) Oh God.
Rachel: Oh my God! (Rachel, Leslie, Kiki, and Joanne all scream and hug each other.
Joey: My god, Angela.
Joey: Oh, God! (Hurriedly closes his legs.)
Monica: (looking out window) Oh, god help us.
Joey: Oh my god.
Ross: God, I don't believe this. She could be giving birth in the cab.
Rachel: Except it didn't. It happened to me. Oh, god, I'm gonna look like a big marshmallow peep. What am I doing? What am I doing? My father's right. I can't live on my own! I can't even do laundry!
Monica: Oh my god.
Monica: Oh my god, what were you thinking?
Chandler: Oh, my god, I'm so sorry. Are you ok?
Rachel: Youre so sweet. (Notices something in the crib.) Oh my God! And you gave the baby Hugsy! (A stuffed penguin wearing a ski jacket, goggles, and hat.)
Don: No. But God, a house made of cheese, wouldnt that be incredible?!
Monica: (Into the phone) Hello? Chandler, what's wrong? (She listens) Oh my God, are you alright? (listens some more) Yeah, I'll be right there. (She hangs up and speaks to Amanda) I'm so sorry, but Chandler was in a car accident. (She gets up)
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!
Monica: STOP IT!! ...Oh my God. It's true! Who am I?
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...
Rachel: Oh God, oh. Great, Monica, y'know what, you could've called, I have been up here, I've been worried...
Ross: (sets out a bunch of shot glasses and starts to poor himself a drink, many drinks) Im an idiot. I mean shoulda seen it, I mean Carol and Id be out and shed, shed see some beautiful woman, and, and shed be Ross y'know look at her, and Id think, God, my wife is cool!
Monica: Oh my God! What were you doing in a library?
Monica: Oh my God! I love him!
Chandler: Oh God, I can't believe I'm even considering this... I'm very very aware of my tongue...
Monica: Hey dad, what's up? (Listens) Oh God. Ross, it's Nana.
Monica: Oh God!
Shelley: Well yeah! ...Oh God. I- just- I thought- Good, Shelley. I'm just gonna go flush myself down the toilet now...(backs out of the room) Okay, goodbye...
Ross: Oh my God..
All: God! Ross!
Rachel: Oh God Monica hi! Thank God! 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!
Chandler: I mean I was nothing before you. Call the other girls and ask. Which wouldn't take long. But when I'm with you, and we're together, OH MY GOD.
Rachel: Oh my God. I cannot keep having this same fight with you Ross! Look, urrgh, maybe we should take a break.
Rachel: Oh my god, oh, you guys are great.
Rachel: Oh my god.
Frank: Yeah!! Little Leslie is here! We got another one! Oh my God, I can't believe I have two-two children. How scary is that? (He returns to the delivery room.)
Rachel: (to Monica and Phoebe) Oh my God, you guys, what am I doing? What am I doing? This is so un-me!
Monica: God, this adoption stuff is so overwhelming. There's inter-country adoption, dependency adoption.. There are so many ways to go, and this is like the biggest decision of our lives.
Rachel: Oh, god, this is great! The plane is gone, so it looks like I'm stuck here with you guys.
Aurora: (moves Chandler's arm and look at his watch.) Oh my God, I'm late. (She starts to get up.)
Janice: Oh my God. You listen to me, Chandler, you listen to me. One of these times is just gonna be your last chance with me. (She runs off)
Phoebe: God, what a great day. ...What? Weather-wise!
RACHEL: Oh my God.� I can't believe you live in that building.� My grandmother lives in that building.� Ida Green?� No sense of personal space?� Kind of smells like chicken?� Looks like a potato.
Monica: Okay. Wait, just give me a second, I need to just get my boots off first. (She starts taking them off.) Ah Ooh Oohh Ohh Oh God Ohh Oh Ohh Ohhhh
Ross: I don't know, God, I... well, it's not like she's a regular mom, y'know? She's, she's sexy, she's...
Ross: (coming out of the bedroom) Oh! Oh my God! I didnt even see you!
Chandler: Oh my God.
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.
Ross: My God.
Rachel: Oh, God...
Rachel: Oh, God, he's such a pig,
Monica: My god, if I had a nickel for every guy I wish I hadn't...(Everyone looks at her), but this is about your horrible mistake.
Rachel: Oh God, it says he was hit by an ice cream truck and dragged for nine-(turns over the note)-teen blocks. Oh. (They all come out from Monica's bedroom) Oh my God.
Phoebe: Well, because we thought you knew!! Its so obvious! God, that would be like telling Monica, "Hey, you like things clean."
Monica: Helloooo? Yeah. Oh my God. Thanks.
The Cooking Teacher: (To Monica) Oh! Something smells good over at Monicas station! (She tries Monicas fettuccini.) Oh my God! This is absolutely amazing! Youve never made this before?
Janice: Oh.... my.... God.
Monica: (excited) Oh my God!
Phoebe: Oh my god. (Chandler downs another espresso.) How many of those have you had?
Rachel: Oh my god. Janice, hi!
Rachel: Oh, my god.
Mr. Geller: Well Im peeking. (He peeks.) Oh my God!
Rachel: My God! What happened to you?
Ross: Oh my God. Ohh, my little sister and my best friend shaking up. Oh, thats great. Thats great. (Kisses and hugs her.)
Nurse: My god. You still have your Christmas lights up?
Rachel: (taking cookie) Ok, thanks Pheebs (takes bite of cookie, overwhelmed) Oh my God, why have I never tasted these before?!
Nina: Oh my god! (Rushing over to give him a big hug) Youre amazing!
Monica: (as Rachel) (Suddenly laughing) Oh, god, I am so spoiled... That's it!
Phoebe: (looks) Oh my God, youre right! I am too late; theyre sitting on the couch and talking! (To Patrick) Come on! (They go over to the couch.) Rachel?
Rachel: Oh my God!
Monica: Because hell know what to do? (Rachel comes out of her room with a bear thats dressed in a rain suit.) Oh my God, youre a genius!
Ross: Oh, oh. Oh, oh. Oh this is it. Oh my god it's baby time. Baby time.
Rachel: Oh God, oh, and then she told the funniest story...
Rachel: Luisa? Oh my God! Monica! It's Luisa!
Rachel: Oh, my, God, c'mon, you guys! He's gonna be home any minute! He's gonna kill me!
Rachel: Oh God, Ross, I cannot do this.
Rachel: Oh God... Okay. Alright. Alright. Okay. Ross, please don't hate me.
Phoebe: Oh my God. You'd put that poor little creature in jail?
Luisa: Oh my God, you are! And you're Rachel Green!
Young Ethan: Oh god, don't tell me, I did it wrong.