words in movies
RACHEL: It's just this thing. Every year we would go out on my dad's boat and watch the fireworks. Mom always hated it because the ocean air made her hair all big. My sister Jill would be throwing up over the side and my dad would be upset becasue nobody was helping and then when we did help he would scream at us for doing it wrong. But then when the fireworks started, everybody just shut up, you know, and it'd get really cold, and we would all just sort of smush under this one blanket. It never occured to anybody to bring another one. And now it's just...
Ross: Thanks for the help, problem solved. (Wipes his hands.)
Rachel: Well, why don't you talk to me about it, maybe I can help.
Monica: Wait. Rachel, no, hes married. Married! If you dont realize that, I cant help you.
Joey: Yeah, well, that's fine, but the important thing is that I finished it. And uh, I think it's really good, but y'know it'd really help me is if I could hear it. So would you guys read it for me?
Ross: Yeah. You can help me get my furniture back from Gunther.
MONICA: All right, look, Ross. I realize that you have issues with Carol and Susan, and I feel for you, I do. But if you don't help me cook, I'm gonna take a bunch of those little hot dogs, and I'm gonna create a new appetizer called "pigs in Ross". All right, ball the melon.
Monica: We are! Help us!
Chandler: Help!
Phoebe: Theres a reset button?! Ugh, thank you! Thank you! (He exits and she goes to shut it off.) Theres a reset button! My God! Why didnt I see that! (She takes off the plastic cover and looks for the button.) Reset button, reset button, where is there a reset button? (Finds it.) Oh here it is! (Picks it up off of the floor.) Oh! (She presses it hard, but of course it would help if the button was still attached to the detector. In frustration she presses it so hard it causes pain in her thumb.) Ohh, God!
Monica: (Taking out her wallet.) Well good, here let me help you out.
Dr. Long: Youre about 80 percent effaced, so youre on your way. It still could last a little while longer. If youre anxious there are a few ways to help things along.
Danny: Like it would help.
Ross: Well, you can help me!
(The party falls flat. Chandler tries to think of a witticism, but even he can't help...)
Singer: (singing) Cause every time I see your face, I cant help but fall from grace. I know.....
Rachel: Honey wait, Joey, Im sorry I mean as terrific as I think you are with it (Looks for help.)
Monica: I thought you could use the help.
Monica: Phoebe, you do seem a little tense. Here, let me help you.
Ross: Come on. You gotta help me figure out what to do. Okay?
Phoebe: Ooh-Ooh! I did it! I did it! I figured out a way to make money! Im gonna open up my own massage place and Franks gonna help me! And! We can work it around his schedule so he doesnt have to quit school!
Ross: No. No. You-you can't help. I mean, I kinda have to do this without your help.
Phoebe: Okay. You know how people need transportation, but they also need massages to help them relax so I just figured we could combine the two, okay, I give the massages and Frank drives! I can fix up the van, bolt the table in the back, and you know what Ive got?
Joey: Thats help spelled backwards so that the helicopters can read it from the air!
Monica: I think Ill help her out. (She gets up to go over and help Rachel, and reveals she has no pants.) (to Rachel) What is going on here?
Phoebe: Umm, okay, okay, look. I took this picture from your fridge. Okay, because I know that this is my Father. Yeah, this is Frank Buffay and you are standing right there next to him. Now, look I deserve to know where I came from. All right? So if you can help me find my Father then you should! Otherwise, youre just mean! (pause) So, just tell me the truth!
Rachel: I don't think he's the one who needs help.
Ross: Well, Im-Im just glad I could, yknow, help you out.
Phoebe: Well, if you're having a hard time, you should talk to my friends, Bill and Colleen. They adopted a kid. I'm sure they'd help you.
Phoebe: Well, if you don't know I can't help you.
Rachel: Okay, then y'know what? Help me! I need help! I can't do this!
Phoebe: Well, I can't help you.
Chandler: If I help, we can find em faster!
The Flight Attendant: Miss? May I help you?
Emily: All right, all right, if you insist on doing this, at least let me help you.
(Chandler decides to help out.)
Chandler: Im just trying to help you out! Okay? I wanna make sure that youre okay.
Rachel: That wouldnt help me.
Rachel: Okay great, hold on a sec! (She runs to her room and returns carrying a huge bag of laundry.) Oh, here you go! You don't mind do ya? That would really help me out a lot! Thanks!
Monica: Be that as it may, d'you think you could just help us out here on that monkey thing? Y'know, just for old times' sake? Go Bobcats?
Joey: (to the rest of the gang) Somebody help me out here!
Chandler: Well that would help the pride thing.
[Scene: Monica and Rachel's, Joey is entering. Rachel is there getting some tools to help Ross out.]
Joey: Yeah! Help me get this mini-fridge past the security guard.
Monica: Excuse me, sir, would it help if I werent wearing underpants?
Phoebe: Ooo, a crossword! Can I help?
Rachel: Oh honey he doesnt need my help.
Ross: Wow, Monicas letting other people help decorate her tree! Did someone get her drunk again or?
Monica: Come on! I really need your help!
Chandler: Okay, okay. You have to help us decide whose joke this is.
Rachel: How does going to a strip club help him better?
Phoebe: Oh my God!! (She runs after him, but sets of the security system, which locks the stores door and brings down a set of bars behind her, caging her in.) No! What?! Help me! Let me out! Now! (Points the musket at them.)
Ross: (entering) Look, I really need some help, okay? Why? Why did I have to speak in a British accent?! What do I do?
RACHEL: Well, well um, you know, these movies are offensive and uh, degrading to women and females. And uh, and the lighting's always unflattering. And, Monica help me out here.
Chandler: Okay, look I need your help, I dont know what to get her for Valentines Day.
Joey: Okay, what if the puppy said, "Help me Chandler. All the other puppies pick on me."
Ursula: Yeah, can I help you with something?
Monica: Yknow what? Youre right, Im sorry. Actually you were a big help tonight. Yeah, and thanks for putting my grandmother in the cab and making sure she got to the hotel safely.
Rachel: I Well, I dont think they need any help.
Phoebe: We should help him!
Phoebe: No, I'm just gonna help him, you know, get 'de-Ursula-ized', like you know, like I did for Joey after he went out with her.
Monica: (all depressed) Help yourself.
Monica: (grabs a bag of those Styrofoam peanuts) Ill be coordinator! Oh my God! Im so sorry, I didnt get you anything! Okay, look everybody has to help! Okay? You can help, cant you Phoebe?
[Scene: Monica and Chandler's, Monica is still sick and is hobbling out into the living room for some help from Chandler whos on the couch reading.]
Dina: Joey, I am scared to death about this. But I really think I can do it, Im just gonna need some help. And Bobbys gonna be here the whole time.
All: Of course well help! Yeah! Well be here!
The Woman: Could you guys help me? (Chandler shyly exhales and looks away.)
Rachel: Whoops. (Starts to go into Chandler and Joeys.) Oh, hey, do you need help with that?
Paul: Thanks for your help. (Starts to leave.)
Rachel: Joey, if you wanna look good, why don't you just come down to the store? I'll help you out.
Joey: (incredulous) Why should I help you?!
Chandler: Yknow, Im so glad I picked you to help me with this.
Phoebe: Yknow, birds have a very good sense of direction, and I thought maybe they could help us find where the presents are hidden.
The Museum Official: (To Monica) May I help you?
Male Jeweler: Can I help you?
Female Clerk: Can I help you?
Mark: I can't help it, I'm just, I'm just crazy about you.
Rachel: Well, Im really sick of your smoking, so I brought something that is going to help you quit. (hands him an audio cassette)
Monica: I cant believe this. Do you think that your parents could help pay for it?
Ross: Can I, can I help you with something?
Ross: Come on guys, I-I really want this guy to like me. It-it would really help me out if you guys were here to make me look good.
Rachel: Yeah, you like that baby? (Monica bursts in followed by Chandler.) May we help you?
Phoebe: Hey!! (The bucket starts smoking.) The charity's on fire! Help! (Yet another guy walks by carrying a cup, which Phoebe grabs.) Oh good! Thank you, I need that. (She throws onto the smoldering fire. Suddenly the bucket erupts in flames.) Whoa! What is that?! (She sniffs the cup.) (To the guy.) It's nine o'clock in the morning!
Terry: I cant help you Joey.
Joey: Wait! Terry! Please! Look, I just lost my other job. Okay? You have no idea how much I need this. Please, help me out, for old times sake.
The Head Librarian: How can I help you?
Ross: Yes? Yes?! How can I help you?
Chandler: I cant help it!
The Woman: Please, cant you help me out?
Rachel: No, Ive just always wanted to do that. Can you help me clean this up?
Monica: Im sorry, I cant help you. See? (Points to her new sign.) Rules are rules.
Joey: Ross, you need some help?
Phoebe: (answering the phone) Hi Geller-Bing residence. How can I help?
Chandler: Well what Yknow what Im gonna do? Im gonna go over there; Im gonna kick his ass! (Pause) Will you help me?!
Ross: Need some help?
Rachel: And your lap does not count! Okay? Come on help me move this.
Salesman: Oh. Okay! How can I help you?
(Phoebe turns and looks at Monica, while Joey frantically motions to Chandler to help him out.)
Ross: That's right, Ben. I'm Santa's representative for all the southern states. And Mexico! But, Santa sent me here to give you these presents, Ben. (He tries to bend down to pick up the bag with the presents, but can't because of the costume) Maybe the Lady will help me with these presents.
Chandler: (To Rachel) Okay, will you just go help her change please!
Phoebe: (To Joey) Okay quick, help me get this off! (Motions to her top.)