words in movies
Rachel: Oh my God! This is it! (She and Phoebe hold hands.) (To Phoebe) I really hope its you!
Phoebe: I hope its you.
Joey: Hey! Well I hope it goes better than the last time you did it for that girl downstairs, remember? (Phoebe glares at him.)
Rachel: Well yknow what? I hope Monica forgives you after you throw her, her vegetarian, voodoo, goddess circley shower! (Runs out.)
Ross: Wow, I hadn't thought of that. I hope not.
Receptionist: Here's your copy of the bill, we hope you enjoyed your stay.
Chandler: Oh, yes. Well its very beautiful. Its cream-colored and tight [Realizes what he just said and looks worried. Monica and Ross also looked shocked. Judy and Jack give Chandler a very dirty look.] I dont mean tight, I mean its not too tight, not that I was looking at-[giving up all hope, he puts his head into his hands.]
Chandler: Well, whatever it is, I hope it involves winking. (Winks in a spy-type manner.)
Rachel: God, I hope he doesn't show up. Of course he's not gonna show up, the guy hates me.
Dr. Drake Remoray: Youre not dying Hope, youre gonna live a long, healthy life. With me.
Monica: See what happens when you give people advice? I hope you told him not to?
Ross: Hey Pheebs, you know I'm i'm really glad you came to talk to me the other day and I hope I was a little helpful.
ROSS: [in a childish voice] I hope you cleaned your hair out of the drain.
RACHEL: Well, I hope the ends of these sentences are good.
Ross: (returning with the coffee) Okay here we are Paul, Elizabeth. (He sets down their cups.) So I hope you guys were finding something to talk about.
Chandler: Y'know what this is like? This is like when my parents got divorced. Man, I hope Ross doesnt try to kidnap me after Cub Scouts.
Rachel: (Into the phone) Hello? (announces to Amy) Oh, it's our nanny! (goes back to the phone conversation) Hi! Oh... God! I hope you feel better! Ok, bye! (Hangs up) (To Ross) That's Molly, she's sick. Can you watch Emma today?
Sandy: I er... I hope you don't mind. I used some of my home-made lotion on Emma. It's a mixture of calendula and honey cream. It'll dry that rash right up. Plus... It keeps the hands young... (it makes Rachel smile)
Joey: Everybody smile! (The picture is taken) Okay, thanks a lot! Enjoy your stay at Caesar's! We hope it's toga-rrific! (The family leaves.) Kill me. Kill me now.
Ross: Oh, I uh, hope you don't mind, I kinda uh, jazzed it up a little. Check this out. (He plays the greeting, and We Will Rock You starts to play and Ross's voice comes over it.) We will, we will, call you back!
Phoebe: Oh, yeah, sure. I just hope you, hope you dont accidentally suck it up through your nose and choke on it.
Phoebe: 'Dear Ms. Buffay. Thank you for calling attention to our error. We have credited your account with five hundred dollars. We're sorry for the inconvenience, and hope you'll accept this- (Searches in her purse) -football phone as our free gift.' Do you believe this?! Now I have a thousand dollars, and a football phone!
Rachel: (on phone) Hi, Mindy. Hi, it-it's Rachel. Yeah, I'm fine. I-I saw Barry today. Oh, yeah, yeah he-he told me. No, no, it's okay. I hope you two are very happy, I really do. Oh, oh, and Mind, y'know, if-if everything works out, and you guys end up getting married and having kids- and everything- I just hope they have his old hairline and your old nose. (Slams the phone down.) (To everyone) Okay, I know it was a cheap shot, but I feel so much better now.
Rachel: And I hope its not an inappropriate time to say this but, youre the best sex I ever had.
Ross: (crying) I hope youre a better father than youre a friend!! (Cries again and Joey wakes up in horror.)
Roy: Ok, ok, ladies! Can I have your attention, please? (pause) Did someone call for the long arm of the law? (He extends his arm from around his crotch and then upward and outward, towards Phoebe) I should warn you, I have a concealed weapon! (Puts his hands over his crotch) I hope you're familiar with the States penal code, ok, ok, enough teasing. Now for some pleasing!
Monica: Hi, uh, Richard it's Monica, um, listen I did something kind of crazy tonight, um, maybe I'm getting my period or something, I don't know. Um, anyway, I, I, I beeped into your machine and I heard a message that, that freaked me out, and um, you know what Michelle will tell you the rest. I, I, um, I'm sorry, okay, I, I hope that we can forget the whole thing. Okay, bye.
Phoebe: Yeah, okay, listen, umm, Mom, I hope you know you still mean a lot to me. And youre welcome to come back anytime.
Mona: I mean I love spending time with you, yknow I justI hope were moving forward. I mean, we should probably talk about that. Dont you think?
Rachel: And I hope Barry doesn't kill you and eat you in Aruba.
MONICA: Ok, thanks for coming, I hope you guys had fun.
Emily: (laughs) Well, I should hope not. Ross knows better than that by now.
Monica: (to Janine) Youd better hope I dont see you in the hallway!! (They exit.)
Ross: Oh, I hope they're not ruined.
Ross: I'll be fine, alright? Really, everyone. I hope she'll be very happy.
Chandler: I hope she throws up on you.
Chandler: Good luck, man. I hope you get it.
Doug: So thanks for the warm welcome. Its good to have you guys on my team, and I come to play. I hope you do too. Now, lets go out there and get em! Huh? And remember, there is no I in team.
ROSS: I hope Ben has a little sister.
Monica: Okay. (Opens the fridge.) All right, turkey. Eh, that wont work. Cheese? (Picks it up) That wont work. Olive loaf? (Picks it up) I hope that wont work.
MONICA: I hope she's OK.
Rachel: I hope it's okay.
Chandler: No, I hope not! I tried to offer him some money, but he wouldnt take it.
Woman No. 1: Just a sec. (To Chandler and Joey) Hope you find your monkey. (She starts to shut the door)
MONICA: Yeah. I hope she can kick his ass.
Chandler: Oh wow, I hope you dont take this the wrong way but, I know we had plans to meet up tonight and, ugh, Im just kinda worried about what it might do to our friendship.
CHANDLER: OK, but uh, I hope you realize this means we're gonna miss hearing about the specials.
MONICA: I hope you cleaned your hair out of the drain.
Rachel: I hope its still funny when youre in hell.
Mindy: I hope you can find some way to be happy for me. And I hope you'll still be my maid of honor...?
FBOB: Well, anyway, I hope we can be friends.
Phoebe: Yeah, I should probably take it back. Ooh, but you know what? While I'm at the police station, I could check their Ten Most Wanted lists because my friend Fritzy has been like number 11 forever, so this could be her year! (She crosses her fingers in hope.)
Precious: Screw you, Mike. You're a coward and a bastard, and I hope you rot in hell.
Chandler: I hope you know what Im giving up for ya, because shes not just the boss in your office, if you know what I mean.
Phoebe: God, I hope they kick his ass!
Guy: I hope you dont think Im crazy but I feel like I was meant to pick this up, do you believe in that kind of thing?
Rachel: Are ah, having dinner with my Dad tomorrow night, I hope thats okay.
Ross: Fine by me; hope she wins.
Joey: Thank you. (stands up and kisses her lips.) Waiter! �lright, this is gonna be fast, so try to keep up: Risotto with the shaped truffles and the roasted rip steak with the golden Chanterelles and a Bordelaise sauce and that any that stuff I just said means snails. (Hope, *I* kept up.)
Monica: I just wanted to say that I hope you do have sex tonight and I hope that you guys get back together, but I must warn you, the night that you announce your engagement Im going to announce that Im pregnant!
Ross: Yeah, kinda. Its this woman from work. I hope that wont be too weird. Will it, Rach?
Cheryl: My hamster. I hope she's okay, I haven't seen her in a while. Have a seat.
Chandler: (glares at him) I hope he did!
Rachel: Good! Cause Ive got a product report to read, its like eight pages, I hope I dont fall asleep.
Danny: Okay, (To Monica) hope I see you tomorrow night.
CHANDLER: Alright, I hope you realize you're not getting these underpants back.
Rachel: Whatyeahwhat, yknow what? I hope Emily is a lesbian.
Chandler: You know what, okay, fine. Don't get up, you just sit right there. I just hope, you don't mind, you know, my hand right here. (holds his hand a couple of inches in front of Joey's face) Op, not touching, can't get mad! Not touching can't get mad! Not touching can't get mad! (Joey flings some dip onto Phoebe's dress)
Monica: Well, I love it. I only hope my wedding looks this good.
Mrs. Geller: I just hope...
Monica: Hey, you better hope that we're pregnant, because one way or another, we're giving a baby back to Rachel.
Mrs. Geller: I'm so glad you could come Chandler, we've got plenty of food so I hope you're hungry.
Joey: Yeah. (Pause) Hey, I hope Ross didnt think that we just went in there because we were uncomfortable being out here!
JEANNIE: Oh, that sounds lovely. We're gonna have to set that up. Oh, I better get back. Hope the baby feels better.
Monica: Oh yes, it is. I'm sorry I borrowed it, I was cold. I hope its okay?
ROSS: I don't know, I don't think mom and dad would mind. Remember when you were 9 and Richard was 30, how dad used to say, 'God I hope they get together.'
The Flight Attendant: (To Ross) Hope you had a nice flight.
Phoebe: Thats not why youre going! Youre going because you hope hes gonna say, "Yeah, I love you too, Rach. Forget that British chippy."
Phoebe: (to Bonnie) Well I hope you have fun tonight.
Hillary: And someday soon, I hope to open my own restaurant.
Amanda: (noticing the bottle of wine he has) Oh, I don't mean to be a square, but I'd really appreciate it if you wait and drink your wine after the kids are asleep? Oh uh, thanks for this, I hope I can do the same for you sometime. (She leaves)
Phoebe: (looking in the window) Right, oh yeah. Wow, oh, it looks like Ross is breaking up with her. Uff, I hope he lets her down easy. Lets go.
Hope: (sleepily) Drake!
Hope: Oh Drake.
Dr. Drake Remoray: Hope! Hope!
Dr. Wesley: Good-bye and God speed, Hope Brady.
Ross: I just wanted to tell you something before you heard it from someone else and I hope this isn't too weird, but uh, I had uh, a thing with Janice. (He laughs, his real laugh this time.) What you're-you're not mad?
[Drake and Hope kiss.]
Monica: I hope youre hungry, were starting with oysters. And yknow what they say about oysters, dont you?
Josh: Oh, I still do. Next year, I hope to make varsity though.
Mr. Thompson: Well, I hope youre gonna bid on some things Rachel.
Rachel: Well, it gets worse. When asked if you take initiative I wrote, "Yes, he was able to unhook my bra with minimal supervision," and under Problems with Performance I wrote, "Dear God, I hope not," and then uh, then I drew a little smiley face, and then a small pornographic sketch.
Monica: I hope you're not full, 'cause dinner's almost ready.
Phoebe: I couldve been killed I hope you know!
Chandler: (intrigued) Yeah? (Monica nods yes.) I hope youre not thinking about cleaning the living room.
Ross: Now, hold on! Hold on! (Stops him) Look, look, your daughter and I are supposed to leave tonight for our honeymoon, now-now you-you tell her that Im gonna be at that airport and I hope that shell be there too! Oh yeah, I said Rachels name, but it didnt mean anything, Okay? Shes-shes just a friend and thats all! (Rachel sits down, depressed.) Thats all! Now just tell Emily that I love her and that I cant imagine spending my life with anyone else. Please, promise me that youll tell her that.
Joey: (stomps on the footrest which pops Ross up into a sitting position) The trail from the woman you did it with to the woman you hope never finds out who did it! (slapping his hands with each word) You always have to think about the trail!
Phoebe: Well lets just hope it works. Yknow nine out of ten marriages end in divorce?
Chandler: Oh, well... Maybe I'll join them some time. I just hope the club doesn't slip out of my hand and beat the moustache off his face.
Eric: Oh, mostly fashion, so there may be models here from time to time, I hope thats cool.
Monica: Maybe. I just hope she realizes how hard its gonna be.
Mona: Oh, Rachel! Wait! Hey, I hope you dont take this the wrong way, but, but, um what are you doing?
Chandler: (to the duck) Okay, now when you come back I hope you remember that, that chick is not a toy! (He goes back into the apartment)
JOEY: Hey, Monica, the knob was broken so I just turned it off from underneath, I hope that's alright.