words in movies
Phoebe: Well, if you don't know I can't help you.
Phoebe: Well, I can't help you.
Rachel: Okay, then y'know what? Help me! I need help! I can't do this!
Ross: I was working late in the library one afternoon. It was just the two of us. She needed some help with her word jumble. And one thing led to another. If you must know, Anita was very gentle and tender. May she rest in peace
Mrs. Green: Its like youre a cave person. Rachel, you must get a nanny. You dont know how overwhelming this is going to be. I mean when you were a baby I had full time help, I had Mrs. Kay.
Ross: This is crazy! I mean, yes-yes Rachel is my good friend and I-I have loved her in the past, but now, she is just my wife! Phoebe, will you-will you help me out here?
Joey: Look-look-look you guys, I need some help! Okay? Someone is going to have to convince my hand twin to cooperate!
Mark: Here, let me. (answers phone) Rachel Green's line, how may I help you?
Rachel: Yeah. Its just gonna be too hard. Yknow? I mean, its Ross. How can I watch him get married? Yknow its just, its for the best, yknow it is, its Yknow, plus, somebodys got to stay here with Phoebe! Yknow shes gonna be pretty big by then, and she needs someone to help her tie her shoes; drive her to the hospital in case she goes into labour.
Phoebe: No, no, it's not your fault. You know it's partly my fault, 'cause I made you quit cold turkey. Sorry, no. Okay, well, I mean, I can't date you anymore, 'cause your, you know (in a high pitched voice) Wow! But um, but I will definitely, definitely help you get over my sister. Okay, stalk me for a while. Huh? Yeah, and, and, and, I'll be like an Ursula patch.
RACHEL: Hey, Mon, you want some help?
ERICA: I don't understand, why didn't you help that man?
JOEY: Somebody wanna help me out here?
[Scene: Joey and Rachel's, Chandler is getting help writing his vows from Joey and Ross.]
RACHEL: I'll help you throw out your purse.
MONICA: I'll help you fix your sweater.
Joey: (entering) Look, what am I gonna do? I'm not flirting but still, I'm drawing her to me like - like a moth to a flame! (Tries to put his feet on the coffee table...they won't reach and looks around.) What the hell's going on over here?!?!? (Points to Chandler) Monica's gonna kill you! Look I need your help, I have to do something to-to repel this woman! Wait a minute, wait a minute, you guys repel women all the time.
JOEY: Can't help you, I'm not wearing any.
ROSS: No no, you're uh, you're my lobster. See um, lobsters, uhh, in the tank when, when they're old, uhh, they get with, uhh, they walk around holding the claws. In the tank, ya know, with, with the holding and. . . Uhh, Phoebs you wanna help me out with the, the whole lobster thing?
Phoebe: Yeah, it's weird. I can't help it though he's so sweet, he's like this little puppy dog, y'know? But like a really tough one that shots bad guys. Ohh, I just love beginning parts of relationships, y'know?! You just like can't keep your hands off each other.
ROSS: It would really help when I'm kissing you if you didn't shout out my sister's name.
Elizabeth: Ahh, I just have one problem left that I do not know how to solve. Uhh, Rachel maybe you want to come upstairs and help me figure it out?
Ross: Well I dont know, but how-how great would that be huh? You living in my building. I could help take care of the baby. I can come over whenever I want. (Rachel looks at him.) With your permission.
Rachel: Ok...this could be a little awkward...I'm just going to blow past it... well can't you just use that method actor thing where you use your real life memories to help you in your performance?
CHANDLER: May I help you?
Steve: Well then you can't have any. (she grabs for the package, and it breaks open. Gummi-bears fly everywhere, some into the punch bowl on the table.) Bear overboard! I think he's drowning. (he throws some Sugar-O's into the punch bowl) Hey fellows! Grab on a Sugar-O... save yourself! (Mimicking the bears) "Help! I'm drowning! Help!"
CHANDLER: You want some help.
Chandler: Oh no-no-no, I will do it. Honey, you have to learn to sit down and relax and let your husband take care of things once and awhile. (Tries the door.) Its locked, you have to help me. Why is it locked?
Rachel: Ohh, its gonna be so great! Im gonna get to help decide what we sell, Im gonna have an office with walls and everything. (turns to Monica) Im gonna have walls!
RYAN: Oh God help me.
JOEY: Come on, I need your help here.
Rachel: Honey, this will help. (hands him a tub of ice cream)
CHANDLER: Look you have to help me out here. I thought we had a deal. I thought by the time...
MONICA: Um, you guys, you know when I said before, "thank you, but I don't really need your help"?
RACHEL: Hi, hi can I help you?
Rachel: Ross, I am trying to help her become a better person. This is a huge breakthrough for her! She just offered to do something for another human being!!
ROSS: Yeah, can't help but.
Phoebe: Hey, its your Thanksgiving too, y'know, instead of watching football, you could help.
Monica: You want some help with that?
Jester: Uh, may I help you?
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...
Monica: All right, Chandler can make boxes, Ross can wrap, and Joey can lift things. Now Phoebe, go tell the guys they have to help out!
Monica: So the going for help went well?
Guy: (muffled) May I help you?
Issac: (to Chandler and Joey) Can I help you?
Richard: (standing behind her, without his moustache) I can help with that.
Dr. Green: What do you need help for?
Rachel: Oh honey, I'm sorry we can't help you there, 'cause we're cuddlily sleepers. (Chandler makes an 'Ewww' face) Okay, I'm late for work.
Joey: I couldnt help it, there love is so pure.
Ross: Im just trying to help you, move on.
Phoebe: Yeah, I know. Its a real mustard-tastrophe. Can you help me?
Rachel: Look, either help me or go.
Ross: (He checks his watch) Sure. Ill help you.
Rachel: (She drops the brush) Y'know what? I cannot do this with my left hand! Would you please, help me with this too?
Phoebe: I'm sorry, Frank. I didn't realise things were so bad. You know, I'll help out more. I can - I can babysit any time you want. You name the day, and I'll be there.
Monica: (hums for a while, then gives up, and in her head) If it bothers you that much, just go out and get the shoes. No. Don't do this. This is stupid! I don't have to prove anything, I'm gonna go get them...But then everyone will know. Unless I get them, and then wake up really early and put them back! ...I need help! (She buries her head in her pillow.)
Mrs. Geller: (entering) Hows the hired help?
Rachel: Okay, that doesnt help me, because we went to the same high school.
Chandler: Well, can we help?! You want us to take you back to the house?!
Ross: Yeeeeeep Yep-yep-yep-yep-yep. I remember when she took out on her dads boat she wouldnt let me help at all.
Phoebe: After that? Yeah! No, I mean if I can help.
Rachel: Oh wait, Ross, would you just stay and help me get dressed?
Amanda: Okay, well, my cell phone number is right here on the counter, please help yourself to anything in the fridge.
Written by: Seth Kirkland Transcribed by: Eric Aasen With Help from: Darcy Partridge
Tim: Here, let me help. (Does so.)
Phoebe: Well, I think it's great that the medical community is finally trying to help sick hamsters.
Phoebe: (to the nurse) Excuse me? Could you help me with something? The patient Im looking for has a broken leg and is in a wheelchair. And umm, hes like early to mid-thirties, very attractive.
Joshua: All right, thank you so much for all your help.
Ross: You've got to help me my monkey swallowed a 'K'!
Rachel: Oh but you could. You can. Absolutely! We can help each other out! We can get--what are those--those patches! We could be like the Patch Sisters!
Phoebe: Well, if you think it will help.
Rachel: No! Help me!
Phoebe: Fine. But you can't help me develop my new universal language.
The Saleslady: May I help you ladies?
Phoebe: No, listening! Sit! Yknow, maybe it would just really, really help if you would just talk.
Ross: Oh hey, that was a good one, huh? (Imitating himself) Help! Help!
Chandler: Yknow uh, you didnt really have to help me pack.
Phoebe: I cant help it. I need the meat. The baby needs the meat.
Monica: Guys, could you please just stop throwing the ball for one minute and just help me find it!
Ross: Help! Help!! Help! Help!!
Phoebe: Yeah, all right. Meanwhile, Im gonna do whatever I can to help this so, Im just gonna yknow, lie it your chair, (She climbs into the chair and drapes her feet over the back of the chair.) Y'know? Yeah, good, Im let gravity yknow, do its jobs.
Rachel: Honey, youre not gonna make enough money to help Frank and Alice just by selling knives.
Chandler: Freedom! I want my freedom! Why wont you here me?! (Opens the door) Sophie, help me! Help me!! (Sophie stands up)
Joey: Well then help me get it off! Plus, it smells really bad in here.
Monica: I can�t believe I did this. I can�t believe I'm singing for the people, and they liked me! Hey, did you hear thatone shouting �look at those tips�! I mean, did I really help you get a lot of tips?
Monica: Y'know in a weird way, you have too much power. Look, youre gonna have to help me out here, cause I only have three.
Amy: You didn't want me to marry the old guy with the great apartment. Then, I tried to help your daughter to de-emphasize her flaws (frantically pointing at her nose) And suddenly I am the bad guy?
Chandler: This is like figure skating team all over again. (Phoebe and Ross glare at him astonished) I mean synchronized swimming. (they continue to glare) I mean- I mean the balance beam. (to Ross) Help me!
Phoebe: Well, I think I can help you get over him.
Ross: (standing at the edge of the roof) Yeah, I guess we dont have a choice. (Screaming to the street) Help us! Please help us! Were stuck up on the roof and we cant get down!!!
Rachel: (with a hurt expression on her face) Okay, but before you go, could you help me first?
Rachel: Well of course we will help you decide! We will do anything we can to help you! Now, I would like to make a toast, to the future Mrs. Chandler Bing (A woman at the table behind them overhears Chandlers name and starts listening closer), my best friend, and truly one of the nicest people that
Amy: Well, it should be. I'm gonna help babies learn how to accessorize, what colors to wear, what clothes are slimming...
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?
Rachel: Okay, youre right. Youre right. You cant help me.
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!"
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.
Chandler: (entering) Okay. Okay. All right. Help! Am I a Mark, or a John?
Ross: Thanks for the help, problem solved. (Wipes his hands.)
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.
Chandler: Help!