words in movies
Ross: (loudly) Good luck!
Kathy: Wow! You are really good at this.
Phoebe: Before I start, I just wanna say that umm, I have a cold, so if I sneeze in the middle of song, it's not on purpose. Oh, except the last verse of Pepper People. (Starts to sing) Smelly cat, smelly cat. What are they feeding you? (Stops singing) This chick sounds good. (Singing) Smelly cat, smelly--(stops singing) Hey Gunther, be a good little boy and bring me a whiskey.
Chandler: That's a good thing actually, because ah, he used to have me rehearse with him.
Joey: Good, and hey! My treat. (He turns to go into his bedroom then stops.) But that's only because you're not eating anything, right?
Monica: Umm. (nodding her head, "Good.")
Chandler: Okay, what do you saw I go over there and say how much I like her? (Joey gives him a thumbs up) No-no it'll be good, I can tell her much I've been thinking about her. That I haven't stopped thinking about her since the moment I met her. That I'm so fantastically, over-the-top, wanna-slit-my-own-throat in love with her, that for every minute of every hour of every day I can't believe my own damn bad luck that you met her first!!
Joey: Well, that's pretty good. But you might wanna tone it down a little.
JOEY: Right. Goodbye Erica, good luck in Salem. Take care
Ross: Ok, well, uh, I can maybe grab a sleeping bag, or...(There's one of those moments. They're staring at each other, no word uttered, and then she leans toward him in order to kiss him, but he ducks and avoids her more than once.) Oh, oh. (he then hugs her and when she tries to kiss him again, he stands up and she falls down on the bed). No, Rach! I'm sorry, I just don't think this, this, this is a good idea.
RACHEL: No, was he any good in it?
Monica: Thats a good question. Look umm, last night we let the dice decide. Maybe we should leave it up to fate again. I love you!
MONICA: Ok. Oh boy. You are doin' so good. You wanna squeeze my hand? All right, Ross, don't squeeze it so hard. Honey, really, don't squeeze it so hard! Oh, Ross! Let go of my hand!
Chandler: Okay, we-we swallow our feelings. Even if it means were unhappy forever. Sound good?
INTERVIEWER: Well, this all looks good.
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...
Chandler: Yknow what? I am going to take you out to dinner tonight. I found this place that makes the greatest mozzarella sticks and jalepino poppers . (Monica doesnt look impressed.) No? Really? They taste so good.
Monica: Hes great! I mean we have such a good time together! Hes so funny, and sooo sweet, and Im not attracted to him at all!!
CHANDLER: Sweet mother of all that is good and pure.
MONICA: Good, they feel good, in my head.
JOEY: No, inside good, outside bad.
Ross: Okay, Pheebs: Right hand blue. (Phoebe has to bend over.)Good. (Joey stares at her butt appreciatively)
PHOEBE: Oh that looks so good, oh I love it.
ROSS: Good, 'cause I love you.
Phoebe: Well, if I'm going down, I'm taking you (Points at all of them) with me. (They all look at her.) Harboring a fugitive? That's one to three years minimum. Good luck Chandler. (She opens the door to the cop from before.) Okay, you can arrest me. Fine. But you'll never make it stick and you know it!
CHANDLER: God that is good TV.
EDDIE: That's good, that's good. So, so, so who broke up with who?
JOEY: Ooh, I look good.
David: Right-o, right-o... (to Mike) Take good care of her. (and he leaves)
Mr. Posner: Yes, thats very good. Now a uh, big part of this job is cultivating personal relationships, especially with designers.
RICHARD: Night Richard. Good luck Mon.
RACHEL: Ok, Ross, try to hear me. Ok, I, hey, I'm not gonna lie to you. Ok, it was good with Paolo.
RACHEL: Oh good.
JOEY: Huh? Never really thought about the writers. The scripts just kinda come to my house. But you know what? This makes me look good, which makes the show look good, which makes the writers look good so how could they be mad about that?
ROSS: Good for you.
MONICA: We're good.
RACHEL: Thank you. So are we good?
RACHEL: We're good?
EDDIE: That's good man, when everybody knows that the uh, the capital of Cambodia is uh...
{Transcribers Note: As with all the cliffhangers, there was no credits scene. There will be a ninth and final season of Friends starting sometime in September. See you then, have a good summer everyone.}
JOEY: Yeah good luck, good luck.
JOEY: Good.
CHANDLER: Ok, good night. [walks towards his room] You big freak of nature.
JOEY: Lookin' good Mr. Cotter.
MONICA: Wow, for a guy who's recently lost his job, you're in an awfully good mood.
MONICA: MEG was good for me but I dumped her. Ya know, my motto is get out before they go down.
MONICA: Very good.
MONICA: It's for their own good.
CHANDLER: So is he housetrained or is he gonna leave little bathroom tiles all over the place? Stay. Good, STAY! Good fake dog.
JOEY: No, I don't. It's like, ya know, you work your whole life for somethin' and you think that when you get it it's never gonna be as good as you thought it would be. But this so was. Ya know, it changed everything. Like the other day, I got this credit card application, and I was pre- approved. Huh? I've never been pre-approved for anything in my life.
Ross: Uh, Rachel, Ive been thinking. I dont think us getting together tonight is such a good idea. Im calling it off.
PHOEBE: (laughing) Oh my God, you look so good!
Rachel: Burning's good. Yeah, I got stuff to burn.
PHOEBE: Bye, good luck.
PHOEBE: And a crusty old man said I'll do what I can and the rest of the rats played moroccas. That's it, thanks, good night.
ROSS: Okay, good luck (kisses her and leaves)
CHAN: Oh good, I was hoping that would come up.
ROSS: Hey, I've been doin' it since the ninth grade, I've gotten pretty damn good at it.
Chandler: Well, you know what they say, elephants never forget. (Monica is not amused by that statement.) Seriously, good luck marrying me.
Joey: (sarcastically) Good morning.
Ross: We're good.
Monica: Good. (To Chandler) Uh honey, the Miami Vice soundtrack? Really?
Rachel: Good luck Chandler.
Phoebe: Good. So what were you thinking?
JOEY: See, didn't I tell ya these pillows would be a good idea?
Rachel: Pete the Weeper? Remember that guy who used to cry every time we had sex. (imitating) "Was it good for you?"
Ross: Try sixty-five million years ago, and then try sssshhhhhh.... My tenure review board met today and I hear it's looking really good.
Chandler: Well, it's official there are no good movies.
Monica: That is never good.
Joey: Yeah! Well, well really it's three. Please. You're so good at it. I love you.
Joey: Phoebe. Whaddyou think a good stage name for me would be?
Phoebe: Okay, so we got some more good rejections, lots of stuff to work on.
Chandler: Oh, good job Joe.
Joey: "Take could care of your Momma son." (Alex just looks at him and the director motions for him to continue so he tries it again.) "Take could care of your Momma son." (Alex does nothing.) "Come on son! Your Mommas good people!"
Phoebe: I will find a selfless good deed! 'Cause I just gave birth to three children and I will not let them be raised in a world where Joey is right!
Phoebe: Why, nobody good?
Phoebe: Aww, good. (they hug) What?
Phoebe: I know no, no, y'know you dont deserve this, you dont Ross. Youre, youre really, youre so good. (kisses him on the cheek)
Rachel: You know what, Im gonna do that, Im gonna call him up, and Im gonna ask him out. I can do that. Ask him out. (Practising) How you doin? (Calls him) Hi! Joshua? Its Rachel Green from Bloomingdales. (Listens) Yeah, umm, I was wondering if you umm, if you umm, left your wallet at the store today? Well, we found a wallet, and we(Listens) the license? Well, that is a good idea! Uh, well, lets see here this says this license belongs to a uh, uh, belongs to a mister uh, Pheebs, and umm, yeah, so sorry to bother you at home. Ill see you tomorrow. Bye. (Hangs up) (to Phoebe) Youve done that a thousand times?
RACHEL: I know, I know, I know, I know. I was just thinking about when they were there the last time, I'm sorry. I'm sorry, I'm sorry. OK, OK, look, woah, I promise, I'm good, I'm not gonna laugh anymore. OK put your hands back there.
Joey: Hey, youre ah, pretty good at this.
Rachel: Well, like anything can be sexy. Like umm, oh-oh, like this dishtowel! (She grabs it and starts rubbing it on her cheek.) Ooh, ooh, this feels sooo good against my cheek! And-and if I feel a little hot, I can just dab myself with it. Or I can bring it down to my side and bring it through my fingers while I talk to him.
Ross: Hey guys, does anybody know a good date place in the neighborhood?
Joey: Because, Monica, the guys so good, and I really, really want this part.
Ross: All right I've been feeling incredibly guilty about this, because I wanna be a good friend, and damnit I am a good friend. So just, just shut up and close your eyes (kisses Joey).
Joey: Wow! That was good. That was...(points to his pocket) Tweezers?
Joey: Whoa. That was really good.
Ross: Okay, well here we are. Now were in a tough spot again, Rach. What do you want to do? How do you want to handle it? Huh? Do you wanna fight for us? Or, do you wanna bail? (sits down next to her) Look, I, (on the verge of tears) I did a terrible, stupid, stupid thing. Okay? And Im sorry, I wish I could take it back, but I cant. (We see Monica and Phoebe are almost in tears.) I just cant see us throwing away something we know is so damn good. Rachel, I love you so much.
Ross: Wow! We are pretty good at this! Hey! We totally forgot about lunch!
Ross: So whats a matter, you need a dentist? Ive got a good one.
Phoebe: No thanks, I have a good one too. I just, I, I cant see him.
Ross: Its a good thing I didnt do it, because it sounds like it wouldve been a very expensive wedding. (Rachel laughs) Okay, good night
Chandler: Thats a good idea, Dear Janice have a Hubba-Bubba birthday. I would like to get her something serious.
Dr. Green: You know whats really good here, the lobster. What do you say shall I just order three.
INTERVIEWER: Alright, lets see if you're as good in person as you are on paper. Make me a salad.
Chandler: Okay, good.
Ross: Huh. Well, good luck to Dad. Say, how many more boxes would you have to sell in order to win?
Rachel: Well, Im also sending out.... good thoughts.
Guy: Looks good. Ill take it.
Rachel: Good luck.
DR. BURKE: Yeah, that's my job. Alright, look up. . . look down, now open your eyes, now look down. That's right, look into the light. Now look at me. . . OK. Your eyes look good. Those are good eyes.
Joey: Hey, I only got one good arm, you know. You should be doing stuff for me. Go get me a sweater.
Ross: (to himself) Good for a scrud.
Ross: Oh yeah! So ah, kinda pretty, pretty good. He sounds like a nice, good guy.
MONICA: Dad, dad this is a good thing for me. Ya know, and you even said yourself, you've never seen Richard happier.
Richard: Its good to see you.
Monica: Oh good, I think so too. Pheebs?
Phoebe: Oh good, oh Joey and Chandler are back.