words in movies
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.
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: ...I'll go. Let's start with the way he kept picking at- no, I'm sorry, I can't do this, can't do this. We loved him.
Monica: I'll meet somone else. There'll be other Alans.
Phoebe: (shouting as he leaves) If you never smoke again I'll give you seven thousand dollars!
RACHEL: Jean-Claude she said yes, I'll see you tonight. Thank you.
Julie: Oh, you're busy, that's ok, I'll get it. Anybody else want one?
MONICA: I'll help you fix your sweater.
RACHEL: I'll help you throw out your purse.
DIRECTOR'S ASSISTANT: I'll talk to her.
CHANDLER: I'll cancel the sodas.
Monica: (to Joey) I'll pick you up at eleven. So glad you're coming.
Joey: Well, he's gonna. I'll see you a little later, ok? (To the Hombre Man) Hey, how ya doin'?
MONICA: So, I'll get candles and my mom's lace tablecloth, and since it's Rachel's birthday, I mean, we want it to be special, I thought I'd poach a salmon.
ROSS: I'll take that dad. [grabs the bat]
Monica: Okay, okay, I'm sure that Rachel came home early and picked up Emma. You go look across the hall, and I'll call her cell.
MONICA: Alright, I'll tell you what. I'll come get you in 5 minutes with some sort of um, kabob emergency.
ROSS: Ok. I'll see ya later. Just think about it, ok.
Gavin: Well I don't mind, I'll cancel. I would never miss my secretary's birthday. (leaves)
You don't have to be awake to be my man, As long as you have brainwaves I'll be there to hold your hand. Though we just met the other day, There's something I have got to say...
ROSS: I'll take it. My gift to you man.
JOEY: Thanks Ross. I really like that bird though...I'll take the dog though.
MNCA: OK, I'll see you later babe.
Ross: I'll be fine, alright? Really, everyone. I hope she'll be very happy.
Coma Guy: So. I guess I'll see you around.
Julie: I'd love it too. Shoot, I gotta go. So, I'll talk to you later.
PHOEBE: And a crusty old man said I'll do what I can and the rest of the rats played moroccas. That's it, thanks, good night.
Barry: Well, if you want, I'll justI'll just break it off with her.
CHANDLER: NO! No, I'll take that for ya.
JOEY: Likewise. Uh, I'll take that. [grabs moose hat] It's what I came for. So, this is new. Where'd you two meet?
WAITER: Well, when you do, just let me know. I'll be right over there on the edge of my seat.
JOEY: All right, you know what we gotta do? We gotta get you outta here. Come on, I'll buy you breakfast, let's go.
Chandler: I'll tell you what, for the rest of our lives, I'll be careful until told otherwise. <looks at china> hey wait a minute this isn't the china we picked out..
PHOEBE: Ok, I'll walk you out.
ROSS: I'll make some calls. [Runs off.]
RACHEL: I'll say.
RICHARD: Oh, yeah, I don't like you this way. All right, I'll see you guys later.
CHANDLER: Alright I'll tell you what, I'll play you for it.
RACHEL: Okay, I'll see you after the thing.
RICHARD: Okay, I'll do it.
Janice: I'll see you later, sweetie. Bye Joey.
CHAN: I'll take one. Sometimes I like to hold stuff like this and pretend I'm a giant.
Monica: All right, I'll try not to.
Monica: I'll bet he's totally over me, I'll bet he's fine.
Ross: Okay, okay, I'll go first.
Phoebe: Okay, thanks. Yeah, I'll try that.
ROSS: [beeper goes off] Yeah, yeah, yeah. I got to get to the museum. So um, I'll see you tonight.
Chandler: O-kay. I'll see if I can find Ross. (Goes off to find Ross.)
MONICA: Alright, I tell you what, I'll give this to you now if you can tell me where we keep the dustpan.
Phoebe: I don't know. I'll just handle itI'll ask you to talk to him!
Rachel: No, no, no, wait! Okay, okay. Don't! I'll go, I'll go!
Ross: Uh, yeah, yeah I'll, I'm right behind you.
Rachel: Uh, I will see you... and I'll raise you. (throws chips in pot) What do you say... want to waste another buck?
Monica: See there you go. Woo! We're out of the woods. Okay, I'll get dressed now.
CHANDLER: Hey, no, I've never been lower or wetter. I'll be fine. I'll just turn your, uh, bedroom into a game room or somethin', you know, put the foosball table in there.
Phoebe: Okay, I'll do it, but just these three, right
All: Yeah. Yeah, I'll have a cup of coffee.
Ross: This is unbelievable. I - I have never been so insulted in my life. Now, if you'll wrap up my free crab cakes, I'll be on my way.
DR. BURKE: Oh, OK, yeah. I'll see ya later.
Phoebe: That is unfair. I'll call her and tell her it was totally my fault.
PHOEBE: Yeah, it's just so strange. I mean, she probably woke up today and thought, "ok, I'll have some breakfast, and then I'll take a little walk, and then I'll have my massage." Little did she know God was thinking, "Ok, but that's it." Oh, but the weirdest thing was, ok, I was cleansing her aura when she died, and when the spirit left her body, I don't think it went very far.
JOEY: Take it easy. If it means that much to you, I'll uh, I'll go find something else.
Chandler: No, no, no, guys. She's right. We should get to work. I'll take stuff out of the closet, Joey you pack 'em and Ross you re-pack whatever Joey packs.
Monica: (Into the phone) Hello? Chandler, what's wrong? (She listens) Oh my God, are you alright? (listens some more) Yeah, I'll be right there. (She hangs up and speaks to Amanda) I'm so sorry, but Chandler was in a car accident. (She gets up)
Phoebe: A-Allright, well... I'll call the cab company.
Phoebe: I'll have to get back to you on that. Okay, bye! (Hangs up.) Oh my God! He wants me to come over and feel his bicep and more!
Joey: AH HAH! I DID IT! HA HA! Alright... (He takes a box out, about to close fridge, then thinks.) Better take all I can carry. Who knows when i'll be able to get in here again!
PHOEBE: All right. I'll do it, I kissed him before I can do it again.
Phoebe: Okay, yeah, I'll see you later! Don't forget about the moving in!
Joey: Excellent, I'll be there.
Chandler: I'll get you the Cliff Notes.
Monica: (on phone) I can't wait to be with you! I'll sneak over as soon as Ross picks up Ben. I'll just tell Rachel I'm gonna be doing laundry for a couple of hours.
Ross: Ok, I'll be home right after work. Ok, by Emma-Wemma-Demma, I love you - wovyou dovyou ...
ROSS: Scotch. Alright, I'll be back in 10 seconds with your scotch on the rocks in a glass.
Ross: Yeah, which, which we have to leave for in exactly twelve minutes. All right, come on, I'll just pick something out for you.
MONICA: No no, the father can, but um, since I am the roommate I can tell you that she's not here and I'll pass along the message, ok. So bye-bye.
Rachel: I'm sorry. All right, I'll just stay in here this time. (Puts her head back.) Okay.
Phoebe: Yeah, from now on everyone you lurk, I'm gonna lurk first! You move on to someone else, I'm gonna be one step ahead of you, every single time! And then I'll be on your ass every hour of every day 'til Monday, because that's when I go home. When do you leave?
JOEY: Well I uh, got what I came for. [puts on moose hat] I'll uh, I'll see you guys.
Coma Guy: Alright, I'll call you.
Ross: (on phone) Ok, ok, sweetheart, I'll see you later. Ok, bye. What? (Sits down next to Rachel) Oh, that is so sweet. No, no, ok, you hang up. Ok, ok, one, two, three. (Doesn't hang up and motions for Rachel to be quiet) Well you didn't hang up either.
Chandler: I'll try to stop. Wait, did you say until the sixth?
Monica: Oh, oh, okay umm, so I'll see you soon.
RACHEL: Alright, just put your hands out and I'll back up into them.
KEVIN: All right. It's no big deal. BILL: So, she has a boyfriend. What is your situation? RACHEL: Oh, well, it's complicated. I don't actually have a boyfriend.� But um. . . BILL: Then, can I have your number? RACHEL: (pause) I'm sorry, no. BILL: Okay. (They start to walk away.) RACHEL: Oh sure.� (She pulls a business card from her purse and writes on it.) PHOEBE: (Reading the card.) Oh my God, you're giving your real number. BILL: Okay, thanks. I'll give you a call later tonight. RACHEL: Great. BILL: Bye PHOEBE: Bye. (The guys leave.) Wow. So, that's great. You, Bill, Ross, and Emma are going to be so happy together. What were you thinking?
Phoebe: Fine. (She hands her bell to Ginger and starts to take down her signs.) (The same old lady walks by again.) All right, I'll give you one pointer. Look out for that bitch. (The old lady.)
ROSS: [perky] I'll be right down.
Rachel: Well, I'll probably be back to pick her up around six, but she's in the bedroom all ready to go. But she did actually fall back to sleep, so...
Chandler: Oh, and Ive got Earth Science, but I'll catch you in Gym.
Mrs. Tribbiani: Me? I'm fine. Look, honey, in an ideal world, there'd be no her, and your father would look like Sting. And I'll tell you something else. Ever since that poodle-stuffer came along, he's been so ashamed of himself that he's been more attentive, he's been more loving... I mean, it's like every day's our anniversary.
JOEY: Hey Phoebs, if you want, I'll do it.
Phoebe: Ah-ha! Okay, (takes out a notepad) Las Vegas 1, London 0! I'll be right back. (Gets up and heads aft.)
Phoebe: (doing Clunkers) Please don't leave me, I'll be lonely.
Chandler: Okay, all right, I'll just uh, make sure that uh, Joey gets her something really great.
Joey: What's the big deal? You just say what you want to do to her. Or what you want her to do to you. Or what you think other people might be doing to each other. I'll tell you what. Just try something on me.
Joey: (to Kathy) I'll be right back. (to Chandler) What was that?
MR. GREENE: I'll never remember all of that. So uh, what's the deal? Rachel comes home, people pop out and yell stuff, is that it?
Phoebe: I'll have one, please. Plus my money.
Mrs. Burkart: All right. I'll get my bag.
Kathy: I'll be in in a minute.
ROSS: Hello.� (listens)� Ah, no, she's not here right now.� Can I take a message?� (grabs a pad and pen)� Bill from the bar?� (writes)� Okay, "Bill from the bar."� I'll make sure she gets your number.
FBOB: I guess I'm saying, I'll try and quit. I kinda like that you worry about me. [they hug]
Joey/Drake: How can I? Knowing I'll never hold you in my arms again, or touch your skin, or feel your lips, knowing I'll never make love to you? How can I accept that... I can never kiss you again when it's all I can do not to kiss you right now.
Monica: Yeah, well, I'll take a little crying any day over Howard-the-"I-win"-guy. (imitating) "I win! I win!" I went out with the guy for two monthsI didn't get to win once.
Monica: I'll get it! (She runs in, and she's her old fat self like The One With The Prom Video. Not only that, she's out of breath after running a short distance. She goes over and opens the door to reveal Rachel with her old nose.) Happy Thanksgiving!