words in movies
Monica: (to Alan) Thanks. I'll call you tomorrow. (Alan exits, to all) Okay. Okay, let's let the Alan-bashing begin. Who's gonna take the first shot, hmm?
Ross: That's nice... now, was that before or after you told him to stop calling, stop sending you flowers and to generally leave you alone, hmm?
Joey: No! No! I-I can do it one more time! See? Look! (Eats another spoonful) Hmm, noodle soup. Damnit! (Storms out.)
Ross: The flirting! Aren't you supposed to be going out with, I don't know hmm, let's say my sister?!
Monica: Hmm, care to make it interesting? Ill bet you that shell have it by this time tomorrow.
Rachel: Hmm. (she opens the freezer) Umm, why do you have a copy of The Shining in your freezer?
Rachel: Hmm. Kinda stepped on my point there, Mon.
Chandler: Hmm, lets see if it comes up this time. (He looks at his cards and shrugs.)
Rachel: ...medium...hmm...any cookies left?
Rachel: Hmm, mild discomfort. So I take it youve had one of these Braxton thingies?
Ross: You want me to take some girl Ive never met to the opera so you can go to a club and flirt with some guy, hmm, that-that is a toughie.
Ross: Hmm, a lot of this stuff is from Colonial times. Hey, what are some other time periods Rachel? (She glares at him.)
Phoebe: Hmm, did you talk to Gary about the moving in thing?
Joey: No kiddin', hmm.
Ross: Oh-oh, youre-youre fellow scholars. What exactly were you looking for, hmm? Perhaps, (Grabs a book from the shelf behind him) perhaps Dr. Chester Stocks musings on the Smiledon Californicus?
Ross: Hmm?
Rachel: Hmm.
Kate: Hmm?
Ross: Hmm.
Phoebe: Hmm, bummer.
Pete: Hmm, come on, you just said to her that you .
Ross: Hmm?
JANITOR: Hmm, Lipson knows huh? Ahh, hello Mr. Opossum, enigma of the trees, upside-down denizen of the night, taunting gravity with...
Rachel: Hmm.
Monica: Hmm, bite me.
Doug: Hmm.
Monica: (chuckles) Hmm, well you're around me all the time and you don't flirt.
Kate: No, thats not it. So, youre a soap actor? Well this must be pretty exciting for you to be in a real play, hmm?
Rachel: Hmm.
Ross: Huh, I don't know what to pick. Am I more thankful for my divorce or my eviction? Hmm.
Rachel: Oh, hmm.
Monica: Hmm?
The Casting Director: Hmm, noodle soup.
Chandler: Hmm.
Joey: Hmm, noodle soup.
Joey: Hmm, soup. (Pause.) I mean, noodle soup. I mean soup!
Joey: Hmmm, soup! (Tries again.) Hmm soup! (Tries again, with a little caveman thrown in.) Hmm, soup!
Monica: Hmm.
Joey: Yeah? Well look Ross, you don't have to. Okay? It's not your fault I suck. I mean what kind of an actor can't even say, "Hmm, noodle soup." (Nods his head in disgust.)
Monica: You don't know everything. Did you know that I'm going out with Rachel tonight instead of you? Hmm? And did you know that the only baby around here is you?! And did you know that I can't even look at you right now?! (She storms out.)
Ross: Hmm-Hmm-Hmm. (Putting his hand up to block his mouth.) Okay. I, uh, am from Long Island. I-I came to the city for college. Um, I, um, have a 5 year old son and in my spare time I like to read spy novels. But, but, lets talk more about you. Hmm.
Phoebe: Hmm, okay, total abandonment. Okay, reasons for abandonment, A. Top secret government work, B. Amnesia, or C. Or you're just a selfish, irresponsible bad, bad man?
Joey: Hmm thats weird. I dont remember being in a move called benefits lapsed.
Ross: Hmm? (Turns around and sees that its Elizabeth) Oh, a student I dont know.
Ross: Hmm? Oh, yeah. (he makes a growling sound)
Guru Saj: Hmm, let me see. Let me see. Do you think you could get him to eat a bat?
Phoebe: Hmm, how about my azzz?
Chandler: Hmm.
Phoebe: Hmm, something bad to tell Rachel Bad news for Rachel, what could that be?!
Monica: Hmm?
Ross: Hmm.
Monica: Okay fine! Fine! Then you know what, Ill just write about Phyllis! Hmm!
Monica: Hmm? (Rachel holds up the candlesticks.)
Ross: Hmm.
Chandler: Oh, the duck seems to think that Monica got me garbage! Hmm, I wonder what I could get Monica thats as good as garbage?
Ross: Hmm -you know, actually this'll work out well. Cause when you have to move back in with Joey, Joey's hot new roommate can come and live with me.
Phoebe: Hmm, they just dont make em like that anymore!
Melissa: Hmm Phoebe, were you ever in a sorority?
Monica: Heres Frannie. Hmm, wont she be happy to see me? (Starts to get up and great Frannie.)
Phoebe: Hmm, I wonder why. Pervert!
Phoebe: Hmm?
Rachel: Hmm. Look, Ross, if you want your neighbors to like you, why don't you just pay the hundred bucks? The party's gonna cost you way more than that.
Ross: Hmm. (They head off to the gift shop.)
Rachel: Well then I demand a recount! (Hmm, I wonder where Ive heard that before.)
Monica: Hmm, a little relieved, I gotta say.
Phoebe: Hmm?
Rachel: Hmm. Do you thinkCould you tell me if shes hanging in, in a one bedroom or a two?
Ross: Hmm
Rachel: mh hmm..
Jim: And your breasts! Hmm!!!
Monica: Hmm, I dont know. We really have to talk this through.
Rachel: (thinking) Hmm maybe it starts with how she gets pregnant.
Phoebe: Hmm, pulling in a salary in the high six figures or rubbing gross naked people for chump changeooh, what do I do?! What will I do?!
Joey: Hmm. Do you sleep with women and never call them again?
Ross: You know, I hate to lecture you guys, but it's kinda disgraceful, that a group of well-educated adults and Joey can't name all the states. Did you ever see a map, or one of those round, colorful things called "a globe?" Hmm?
Ross: Hmm, yeah. (To a random boy in the waiting room) Come on Ross jr. It's time to go in.
Chandler: (smiling a little nervously) Hmm mmmhm..
Rachel: Mmm hmm.
Chandler: Well, its just the reason that Im asking is because I kind of eh, uh, I was unable toI mean I really wanted too, but I couldnt . There huhhmm, there-there was an incident.
Joey: Mmmm hmm! For your boob job!
Joey: I mean what kind of an actor, what kind of an actor cant even say, "Hmm, noodle soup?"
Joey: (Grunting) Hmm. (Monica opens the front door and comes in.)
Amy: Myron. Hmm... I told you he was old!
Joey: Well this is noodle soup and uh, I've been working with tomato. But that's okay, no problem. No problem. Hmm, noodle soup.
Chandler: Hmm, the game's at one.
Monica: Hmm, no. I mean how can I accept a restaurant from him? I-I-I-I cant. I couldnt even accept a necklace from Stu Vincent in the seventh grade.
Rachel: But I dont, hmm... (on phone) Oh, who approved that order?! (listens) Well there is no Mark Robbinson in this office. (to Sophie) Get me Mark on the phone!
Mrs. Geller: Hmm.
The Casting Director: Y'know, that's-that's fine, but the line is, "Hmm, soup."
Phoebe: Hmm, yknow theres another word for people like that. Losers!