words in movies
JOEY: Hey, I'll be alright. I mean it's not like I'm starting from sqare one. I was Dr. Drake Remoray on Days of Our Lives. Heh? I mean that's gotta have some kind of cache.
CHANDLER: Alright, I'll tell you what, you call the couch and then, and then we'll call the couch, and we'll see who it comes to.
Monica: I'll get it. (On phone.) Hello. (Listens.) Hi Emily! (Listens.) Yeah, uh you-you tracked him down. Hold on one second. (She hands the phone to Ross.)
RICHARD: I know, I know. Just hang in there, OK. OK, I'll go out first, alright.
Chandler: I know there'll be many moments in the years to come when I'll regret asking the following question, but- And Andrew is?
Ross: I, uh, I'll go see. (He goes in)
CHANDLER: And I'll be using his dead body as a shield.
Monica: Yeah, they were just slowing me down. Alright, I have to get back to the babies. I'll see you girls later.
Chandler: All right. I'll tell you what. When we're 40, if neither one of us are married, what do you say you and I get together and have one?
Phoebe: Don't worry, don't worry. We'll come up with a good lie. I'll help you practice it.
SUSIE: I'll be there, and who knows, if things go well, maybe this time I'll get to see your underwear.
Phoebe: You didn't bring one! My cab's downstairs, I'll drive you to the airport.
CHANDLER: That's so cool.� I'll let Monica know.
Monica: Ok people, we are back in business! (Gets her headset out of her purse) Oh God, we've missed you soo much! (takes all the notes from Phoebe) Ok, go and get your hair and make-up done, and I'll take care of everything.
Joey: that would've been better, I'll try that Hi I'm Joey.
Monica: Here, I got it. I'll will play my message for you guys, and you can tell me if it's breezy enough.
Chandler: You know, it's... (sees the feeding taking place next to him) something funny about sneakers. I'll be right back. (Goes into the kitchen)
Dr. Baldhara: You're making a big mistake here. I mean, San Diego's all well and good, but if you give him to me, I'll start him off against a blind rabbit and give you twenty percent of the gains.
Ross: I'll get it
CHANDLER: Yeah, ah, ah . . .� I'll think of something.
Chandler: Thanks. (they kiss) I'll see you New Year's Day.
JOEY: Okay.� Great.� I'll see you when you get here.� I'm gonna wait out in the hall in case the dude comes out.
CHANDLER: All right.� Well, I'll check the guest room.
Gavin: Mom, I'll call you later. Yeah. (hangs up) (to Rachel) Yes?
Chandler: Fine, I'll give the suit back.
Molly: No, you stay, I'll do it (takes Emma from Rachel).
Mike: Ok, ok, I'll throw away the traps.
Gavin: Look, I'll just give you this and go.
Molly: Sure, I'll go check on Emma.
Chandler (laughs): Okay, I'll try. And you can't make any noise.
Phoebe: OK, fine, if it means that much to you I'll get rid of Bob.
Monica (laughs): Okay, I'll try.
Sonia: I'll take care of it
Phoebe: I'll miss you.
MONICA: Yes, because all good plans start with, "I'll go down the fire escape."
Mike: Done it. (Phoebe becomes a little more subdued) I'll be back in a couple of hours.
Monica: Hey, maybe I'll drive you up there! I'd like to buy some tickets myself!
Monica: I'll go in there.
Phoebe: Great! Ok...I'll go get the tube top.
Chandler: (looks around) I'll take this one too (to Ross) Uh ... Mommy?
Chandler: Ok well, thanks, you won't regret it. I'll see you tomorrow (hangs up).
Joey: (to Ross) I'll show you how.
Charlie: Oh, you know what? I'll come with you!
Joey/Drake: Fine. I'll go. But let me ask you one question...
Monica: ooohh... hey! Wanna stick around and I'll whip you up some dinner?
Charlie: (her mobile phone rings) Oh, I'm sorry. I'll take this. Excuse me. (she cuts herself off for a moment)
Paula: Listen. As someone who's seen more than her fair share of bad beef, I'll tell you: that is not such a terrible thing. I mean, they're your friends, they're just looking out after you.
Phoebe: Oh, I'll take some of that.
Receptionist: Ok well, I'll call you as soon as your massage therapist is ready.
Joey: Ok, all right, so I'll take her to the MET.
Joey: Fine, I'll rent a car and drive...! Ross, you have to get that job!
Joey: Yeah! I'll see ya later! Yeah!
Mike: I'll make it a hundred!
Mike: I'll play ya!
Monica: I'll put a pillowcase over my head.
Monica: Ok listen, you go down to the pool and reserve the chairs, and I'll get the magazines and the lotion.
Ross: No, I'll do it. (he quickly grabs Joey's boarding pass and gives Joey his one.)
Phoebe: Well, that's not good. But you know, I can move some stuff around, and I'll be there. You and Alice just take the whole day together.
Charlie: You're on fire! I'll call you in the morning, okay?
Joey: Yeah. I'll see you in the morning.
Phoebe: Right, yeah, ok, I'll ask the butler to fetch my diamonds out of the vault.
Cheryl: I'll be right back. Make yourself comfortable. (Ross attempts to clear a place for his coat and fold it small enough to fit. Then hit sits on the couch. Something falls on him from above and he brushes his neck off frantically.)
Joey: Ok! All right, well... I'm gonna see if I can get a room for the night and I'll... I'll see you later!
Phoebe: All right, all right... I'll play if we don't keep score!
Chandler: (hysterical)Don't touch the phone! I'll get it, I'll get it, I'll get it!! (picks up the phone)
Rachel: Yeah baby, I'll show you how we do it!
Monica: Sure! If you're just gonna hang out as friends, then maybe I'll join ya. You know, I'm your friend (to Phoebe) and Mike's friend (Mike is sceptical).
Ross: No. We should all have dinner. Yes, we'll do it tomorrow night. I'll cook!!
Charlie: Fine, it's fine... (she whispers) I'll just shower by myself...
MIKE: All right.� I'll do it.� (Phoebe gives the thumbs-up sign to Rachel.)� But really, how much dirtier can it get?
Chandler: It's ok, it's ok. You know what? (Takes out his mobile) I'll just call the agency and tell them to throw out the letter. (starts dialing)
Charlie: Yes, absolutely. I'll call him.
Rachel: No honey, it's okay! Listen, I'll got to Ross's and get the blender, you get all the margarita stuff ready.
Josh: So I'll see you at the party? Beer's beer man, 24, 7!!
Ross: Damnit! I'll put a candle on the cake.
Rachel: Hey Pheebs, I'm-I'm taking Charlie shopping, why don't you come and I'll help you find something.
Rachel: Alright fine. I'll do it.
Ross: Guess who's a finalist for a huge research grant! I'll give you a hint, he's looking right at you.
Rachel: Okay, well then how about a handshake? (She goes to shake his hand but misses and touches his groin.) Oh God I'm sorry! Oh God, I'm sorry! I did not mean to touch thatI mean you there. There. Uhh, okay, so thank-thank you, I'm going to leave now thank you very much uh-huh, thank you soHey! I'll see you Monday! (Exits.)
Joey: (disappointed) Oh... oh, but that's ok, I'll find someone else to do it... I'll do it alone, but... I don't know what happens if the sea turtle catches you...
Chandler: (enters singing) Oklahoma where the wind comes sweeping down the plane, STOP IT! Why couldn't they have sent me to Texas? 7 o clock maybe I'll hit the gym (sits down) who am I kidding pay-per-view porn.
Phoebe: I couldn't tell him no. He got so sad. Maybe it'll be all right. I do really like him a lot and probably do it eventually anyway and plus, think of all the money I'll save on stamps.
Ross: I'll do it!
Monica: Oh. Well, I didn't realize that you needed it back right away. I mean, you told me to go and be a caterer. So I went. I beed. I mean, I... I used it to buy all this stuff. But lookI've got another job tomorrow, so I'll pay you back with the money I make from that.
Rachel: Yeah! I'll cook!
Rachel: Well maybe I'll just stay here with Monica.
Gene: I'll take "You crossed the line".
Roy: Now if you just pay me my three hundred dollars, I'll be on my way!
Phoebe: Maybe, maybe I'll dance for you. (She starts doing a rather suggestive and seductive dance that's silly at the same time.)
Phoebe: I'll pull you through.
Monica: (Gets up) Okay, okay. You two (to Phoebe and Rachel) go get the dessert. And I'll let you in.
Joey: Oh, all right, I'll just have what she's having instead.
Missy: Right. I'll be there. (she leaves)
Phoebe: Fine, I'll give you her number.
Chandler: (quickly) I'll do it.
Ross: I'll do it! (Monica approaches)
Chandler: I'll tell you at the wedding.
Ross: I'll...
Chandler: I'll admit to the cigarettes and the magazine, but that tape is not mine.
Chandler and Ross: I'll do it!