words in movies
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!
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.
Phoebe: Yeah, okay, listen, umm, Mom, I hope you know you still mean a lot to me. And youre welcome to come back anytime.
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.
MONICA: Ok, thanks for coming, I hope you guys had fun.
Phoebe: Oh, yeah, sure. I just hope you, hope you dont accidentally suck it up through your nose and choke on it.
Rachel: And I hope Barry doesn't kill you and eat you in Aruba.
Emily: (laughs) Well, I should hope not. Ross knows better than that by now.
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?
Ross: Oh, I hope they're not ruined.
Monica: (to Janine) Youd better hope I dont see you in the hallway!! (They exit.)
Ross: I'll be fine, alright? Really, everyone. I hope she'll be very happy.
Chandler: I hope she throws up on you.
Chandler: No, I hope not! I tried to offer him some money, but he wouldnt take it.
Rachel: I hope it's okay.
Woman No. 1: Just a sec. (To Chandler and Joey) Hope you find your monkey. (She starts to shut the door)
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.
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.
ROSS: I hope Ben has a little sister.
MONICA: Yeah. I hope she can kick his ass.
Joey: Hey! Well I hope it goes better than the last time you did it for that girl downstairs, remember? (Phoebe glares at him.)
MONICA: I hope she's OK.
Chandler: Good luck, man. I hope you get it.
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.
FBOB: Well, anyway, I hope we can be friends.
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...?
Precious: Screw you, Mike. You're a coward and a bastard, and I hope you rot in hell.
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.)
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!
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.
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?
Phoebe: God, I hope they kick his ass!
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.)
Ross: Yeah, kinda. Its this woman from work. I hope that wont be too weird. Will it, Rach?
Monica: Well, I love it. I only hope my wedding looks this good.
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)
Cheryl: My hamster. I hope she's okay, I haven't seen her in a while. Have a seat.
CHANDLER: Alright, I hope you realize you're not getting these underpants back.
Rachel: Whatyeahwhat, yknow what? I hope Emily is a lesbian.
Mrs. Geller: I just hope...
Danny: Okay, (To Monica) hope I see you tomorrow night.
Rachel: Good! Cause Ive got a product report to read, its like eight pages, I hope I dont fall asleep.
Monica: Hey, you better hope that we're pregnant, because one way or another, we're giving a baby back to Rachel.
Chandler: (glares at him) I hope he did!
Joey: Yeah. (Pause) Hey, I hope Ross didnt think that we just went in there because we were uncomfortable being out here!
Mrs. Geller: I'm so glad you could come Chandler, we've got plenty of food so I hope you're hungry.
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?
Hillary: And someday soon, I hope to open my own restaurant.
Phoebe: (to Bonnie) Well I hope you have fun tonight.
Phoebe: Thats not why youre going! Youre going because you hope hes gonna say, "Yeah, I love you too, Rach. Forget that British chippy."
The Flight Attendant: (To Ross) Hope you had a nice flight.
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.'
Hope: (sleepily) Drake!
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)
[Drake and Hope kiss.]
Hope: Oh Drake.
Dr. Drake Remoray: Hope! Hope!
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?
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.
Dr. Wesley: Good-bye and God speed, Hope Brady.
Mr. Thompson: Well, I hope youre gonna bid on some things Rachel.
Chandler: (intrigued) Yeah? (Monica nods yes.) I hope youre not thinking about cleaning the living room.
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.
Phoebe: I couldve been killed I hope you know!
Phoebe: I hope its you.
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.
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.
Phoebe: Well lets just hope it works. Yknow nine out of ten marriages end in divorce?
Monica: I hope you're not full, 'cause dinner's almost ready.
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.
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!
Monica: Maybe. I just hope she realizes how hard its gonna be.
JOEY: Hey, Monica, the knob was broken so I just turned it off from underneath, I hope that's alright.
Eric: Oh, mostly fashion, so there may be models here from time to time, I hope thats cool.
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)
Rachel: I hope youre going somewhere with this.
Monica: (shocked) I hope by maid you mean mistress, because if some other woman was here cleaning then
Mike: I'm not blowing her off, I actually just got off the phone with her, were going out tomorrow night, I mean I hope that's ok with you stranger from the coffee house.
Waiter: Well, I hope, you got some room left.
Waiter: I dont know. I think maybe one of them is dying. (Pause) I kinda hope its the girl. (The other waiter is shocked.) The guy is really cute!
Chandler: So.. let me get this straight. So my two friends die, I get Emma. Then my wife dies, then Emma the one tiny ray of hope left in my life gets taken away from me?
Maitre D�: I sincerely hope the rest of your party is returning.
Ross: You'd better hope not because I just read what you put on your page today.
RACHEL: Okay.� You too.� And I hope you score.� (to Mike) Bye.
PHOEBE: I hope you were using protection.
Ross: Bye! Hey, I hope Emma isn't making it too hard on you.
Joey: (to Chandler) And I ah, borrowed some of your cologne. I hope she likes it.
Charlie: (talking to Ross) I feel like I owe you an explanation. I don't ordinarily go around kissing guys at parties. I'm... well, I'm kind of embarrassed. I really hope you don't think less of me.
Rachel: No, its Ross. Its Ross. You like Ross. (He just shakes his head.) Oh daddy, I hope youre okay with all of this. I mean think about it, this is a good thing. Youre gonnaThis is your first grandchild! Youre gonna be a poppy!
Phoebe: I hope I win!
Ross: That's the hope! So, is Emma awake yet?
Monica: (sarcastically) Well, I hope you're happy!