words in movies
Chandler: So, thanks for having me over! Rach. (Goes over, grabs her, and kisses her.) Pheebs. (After a moment while he decides how to kiss her around her belly, grabs her and kisses her.)
Joey: Umm, y'know how the other day you were talking about how you didn't get to go to London and how you were kinda feeling left out?
Phoebe: Ohh, that's so nice! How great! Well, where? Where's the trip?!
Monica: Okay, Rachel, do you have any idea how painful it is to tell someone that you love them and not have them say it back?
Rachel: Okay. Uhh, Ross, y'know what, there's something that I-that I have to talk to you about and everybody's saying that I shouldn't tell you, but I think they're wrong. I mean, and you know how people can be wrong.
Frank: How are you?
Joey: Me too. I mean I havent thought at all about how I put myself out there and said all that stuff and how you didnt feel the same way about me and-and how it was really awkward.
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?
Mrs. Bing: Really stupid. And I don't even know how it happened. I'm sorry, honey, I promise it will never happen again. Are we okay now?
Monica: Hows the big anniversary dinner?
Joey: (to Monica) Hey, how much will you give me to eat this whole jar of olives?
Rachel: So you know how to fix it?
Pete: Well, yknow, I never know how much to tip.
Phoebe: Oh, yeah, sure. So, how was your day?
Monica: Why, how much is that?
Monica: How bout one last game of racquetball?
Chandler: You have every reason to be upset. We did lie. But only because we've been waiting and trying to have a baby for so long. Now we don't know how long it's gonna be before we can get another chance again.
The Director: Joe. Hows it going?
Chandler: Pheebs, I dont understand. How can you have a roommate that none of us know anything about?
Rachel: You know how much I love that T-shirt! You never even where that T-shirt!
Janice: Hi, Ross. Yes, it's me. How did you know? (she laughs obnoxiously)
Ross: Now, how will they know if youre ready?
Ross: Well, Rachel moving to another country? Not being able to see her every day. How can I be okay with this?
Monica: Hey, Rach, how was work?
Monica: But I figured, you know, that shouldn't change anything. I mean, what the hell does it matter how old we are.
Rachel: Hey, how are those tapes working out for ya?
Joey: How do you mean?
CHANDLER: Hey! How come I'm stuck dicing, when he gets to ball the melon.
ROSS: Great, how did it go?
Chandler: Y'know, he won't even talk to me. How am I going to apologize to him if he won't even talk to me?
Joey: Hey, how much cash do you got in your pocket right now?
Joey: Oh, yeah?! Then how come I keep thinking about her in all these sexual scenarios and stuff huh?!
Monica: No, Ive had second thoughts about that. Do you realize how hard that would be to clean?
Ross: How come its always us left in the field holding the ball?
Joey: Hows she doing?
Rachel: Oh wow! What now Ross youre not gonna talk? How on earth will you ever annoy me? Oh wait a minute, I know. (Mimics his breathing.) I mean youd think the damn jalepeno wouldve cleared up your sinuses, but no!! Thats not enough (Ross jumps over and kisses her.) What are you doing?!
Sandy: I realise how it's... a bit unorthodox for some people, but I really believe, the most satisfying thing you can do with your life, is take care of a child.
Joey: Two it is. Ross, how about you?
Joey: Okay, what do you have a fear of if you suffer from this phobia, Tris Holy cow, thats a big word. Trisc Seriously look at this thing. Chandler, how do you say that?
Joey: Oh yeah? Ross, how many items left in that bag?
Kate: Yep! I sure know how to pick em, huh? Y'know I gave up a part on a soap for this!
Ross: (to the girls) Chandler was how old when he first touched a girl’s breast?
Joey: Well so, how come you blew me off? Y'know? How come you were with him?
Ross: Wait, wait a minute, there's no light on the back wall! How do I know when it's gonna start? Hello? (he slowly turns and the spraying begins, on his face) Ah, oh, ah! (he turns, but then he turns again and is sprayed in the front again) Ah! (he spits and angrily goes out of the spray-on tan booth and the assistant enters the room) The same thing happened again!
Joanna: Oh God, we just clicked! Yknow how people just click? Like he came by to pick me up, and I opened the door, and it was just like, click! Did he tell you?
Ross: Oh, well, when you don't have the cards, you don't have the cards, you know. (looks at Rachel) But, uh... look how happy she is. (smiles)
MONICA: I've been great, just great. How have you been? [tilting her head]
Ross: How did you know she would buy scotch tape?
Chandler: Okay, okay, here she comes! (Sits on the couch next to him.) How do I look? Do I look like a guy who doesnt want to get married?
Cailin: So. Howd you guys meet?
Monica: Anyway, how did it go with Kate?
Monica: I guess that's how.
Joey: Hi, how ya doing?
Ross: Are you sure? Because I can stay out as late as you want. I told you how I'm on sabbatical from work, right?
Ross: What?! Hows that?
Rachel: Howd it go with Pete?!
Billy: How do you know?
Rachel: How could you not tell me that she has hair?
Ross: Hey! How long until Petes fight?
MONICA: How can I not do it? I have $127 in the bank.
Phoebe: So Ross, how umm, how did it go with Bonnie?
Rachel: I dont know. I dont know how I feel. This is all happening so fast. I have to make all these decisions that I dont want to make. (Takes another sip of champagne and spits it back out) Somebody just take this away from me!!
Joey: Oh, I know how we can decide. Phoebe, show him your game!
Phoebe: Im sorry, I-I-I-I dont live here anymore. I-I didnt know how to tell you, but y'know everybody else knows!
Phoebe: Oh, so, how are we doing?
Joey: Yeah, I-I-I'm down with that. (He turns back to the woman.) Okay, here goes. (Thinks.) How (Holds up his hand like an Indian) you (Points at her) a-doin'? (Does a little twisting motion with both hands and ends up pointing at her, he then winks. She smiles and waves again.) (To Monica) It worked! She's waving me over. (Towards the woman.) Okay, I-I-I'll be right over. Let's see, she's on the third floor
Monica: Wow! Youre a lot sturdier that Chandler. He crumpled like a piece of paper. So how was youre trip?
Phoebe: How close?
Phoebe: I dont even know how that would work!
Gunther: Do you remember when you first came here, how you spent two weeks getting trained by another waitress?
Rachel: (makes some unintelligible sound to stop her from leaving) Obviously you know how to haggle, so I'm not gonna try and take you on. Okay? So $800 and I don't call the cops because you're robbing me blind! Blind! (Covers her eyes) Just take cat, leave the money, and run away! Run away! (Uncovers her eyes and sees that the woman has fled) Damnit! (To the cat) Cat, can't you at least smile or something?! (The cat hisses at her again, it sounds like Rachel) Okay, did anybody just hear that? Anybody?
Rachel: How was the beach?
Ursula: Yeah. So how have you been doing?
Rachel: Okay, wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a minute. Maybe it's not so bad. How did you leave it?
Monica: Ohh, how is he?
Frank: How-how I like to melt stuff, and how I dislike stuff that doesnt melt.
Bonnie: Hey! How did everybody sleep?
Joey: (pause) Hows that going?
Monica: Umm. Well, theres Rachel, and umm, I think thats it. How bout you?
Rachel: (handing him the letter) Its just some things Ive been thinking about. Some things about us, and before we can even think about the two of us getting back together, I just need to know how you feel about this stuff.
Phoebe: How come?
Chandler: What the hell happened?!! How were you locked in?!! And where the hell is all of our stuff?!!
Rachel: (to Monica) So, how was your date?
Rachel: Alright. Well then how about I call your supervisor, and I tell her that you shot my friend in the ass with a dart?
Monica: How bout just a boom?
JOEY: Huh? Never really thought about the writers. The scripts just kinda come to my house. But you know what? This makes me look good, which makes the show look good, which makes the writers look good so how could they be mad about that?
Chandler: How little?!
Joey: Oh my God! How many of these things did you have? These are pure vodka.
Joey: All right, all right, all right, all right, all right, you really wanna know how I did it, Ill show ya. When you handed me back the card, what you didnt see was, I looked at it so fast that it was invisible to the naked eye. (picks up a card and quickly looks at it) I just did it. (does it again) I just did it, again. Here, Ill slow it down so that you guys can see it. (looks and the card in slow motion)
Ross: How can I not get this? I'm a college professor; I got 1450 on my S.A.T.s.
Monica: No fair. I don't even have one. How come they get two?
Rachel: (to Gunther) Ill take a coffee. (To Ross) So how was your big date last night?
Joey: Um-hmm! Look, I-I-I don't know how much more of this I can take! Did you know he taped over my Baywatch tape with some show about bugs! My God! What if that had been porn?
Phoebe Sr.: So I guess youd like to know how it all happened.
Rachel: Shell be out in a second. So, Chip, hows umm, Amy Welch?
Joey: How about zero down and zero a month for a long, long time?
Chandler: Hi! (to Sophie) How are you?
Monica: Look, I don't even know how I feel about him yet. Just give me a chance to figure that out.
Rachel: I know Mona, just hear me out. First of all, Im so sorry about my father yelling at you, but I heard you totally held your own. Youre gonna have to tell me how you did that.
Phoebe Sr.: Noo! No! It wasnt like that I... Remember how I told you how Lily, Frank, and I we were, we were close. Well, we were, we were very close.
Monica: Hey-hey, how goes the dancing? Gay yet?
Rachel: How come you didn't come over earlier?
RACH: Cats, how long do they live figuring you don't... y'know, throw 'em under a bus or something?
Monica: How about we play for more money, say 150?
Ross: Ohh. (He drops the shoes, takes the brush from her, and licks the tip. He doesnt like how it tastes.)