words in movies
Monica: I'll be right there!
Phoebe: (doing Clunkers) Please don't leave me, I'll be lonely.
Chandler: Okay! (He joins her on one knee) Okay! Okay! I'll do it! Oh God, I thought (Starting to cry, pauses) Wait a minute, I-I can do this. (Pause) I thought that it mattered what I said or where I said it. Then I realized the only thing that matters is that you, (Pause) you make me happier than I ever thought I could be. (Starting to cry again.) And if youll let me, I will spend the rest of my life trying to make you feel the same way. (Pause as he gets out the ring.) Monica, will you marry me?
Chandler: Fine, I'll give the suit back.
Phoebe: I have to tie my shoe, so you go ahead, I'll catch up.
Rachel: I mean what if this keeps happening? Y'know, they'll-they'll be outside smoking, making all the decisions and I'll just be up in my office breathing my stupid clean air, y'know? And then when the day comes when Kim wants to promote one of us, who do you think she's gonna pick? Me or Smokey Smokerson?
Jen: Sure, I'll just get my coat. (There's a knock on the door.) Could you get that?
Joey: Is that why you're on this trip, huh? Make me feel like a loser? 'Cause if it is, I'll tell ya, I-I-I'd rather be alone.
Monica: Doesn't matter, I'll get 'em tomorrow. Or not. Whenever. (He goes to her room.)
PHOEBE: Yeah, maybe, yeah. You know, and, and I'll knock on the door and, and he'll hug me and I'll have a dad. Ya know and I'll, I'll go to his pharmacy and everyone will be really nice to me 'cause, you know, I'm Franks daughter.
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: (laughs) Yeah! Right! (points at Monica) People eat birds... Bird meat... Now do they just fly into your mouth or you go to... you go to a restaurant and you say: "Excuse me, I'll have a bucket of fried bird." (laughs again) Or... or maybe just a wing or... (realises...)
Monica: You guys are always hanging out in my apartment! Come on, I'll only use my left hand, huh? Come on, wussies! (Joey and Chandler pick her up) All right, ok, I gotta go. I'm going, (they throw her out) and I'm gone.
Joey: Arg... Alright, I'll take care of it. <throws hands out in the air>
Monica: Y'know what really bothers me? Isit's how-how different you act around them! I mean y'know the throwing the tennis games, the fake laugh, the "I'll see you around, Bing!" "Not if I see you first, Doug!" (Mocks the fake laugh.) I gotta tell you, I don't like Work Chandler. Okay? The guy's a suck-up.
Ross: Ben, I want you to know that there may be some times when I may not be around, like this. (walks out of the picture) But I'll still always come back, like this. (returns) And sometimes I may be away longer, like this. (walks away) But I'll still always come back, like this. (returns)
Agency guy: So, these are the preliminary forms for an open adoption. There's a lot to go over, but I'll explain everything as we go through it.
Monica: It took me 28 years to find one man that I wanna spend my life with, if I have to wait another 28 years then, I'll be 56 before I can have a baby, and that's just stupid.
Phoebe: I'll find Bob, I'll get him. Bob? (starts looking) Bob! Robert! (looks at cabinet under sink) Oh wait, I think I hear him. Oh - Oh my god! Bob had babies! Bob's a mom!
Rachel: Hello. (to Gavin) But you know what, hey, new day, new leaf, I am just really really happy ... (sees Gavin staring at Heather) I'm sorry, obviously Heather's ass has something more important to say so I'll just wait 'till it's finished.
Joey: Please I have an extremely high threshold...Holly Mother Of God! My face! My face!! I'm all right! I'm all right!Just a little bit of shock that's all but I'll be fine you can go again. I'm OK(He tries to avoid the tweezers) Dammit! Woman!! How Hoooow!
Ross: Yes! Yes! I mean it's-it's kinda far from work, but uh, y'know, I'll get so much done on the commute. I-I've been given the gift of time!
David: Okay, okay, okay. (Gets ready to sweep, and then picks up a laptop computer) Y'know what, this was just really expensive. (Puts it down elsewhere. Then picks up a microscope) And I'll take- this was a gift. (Moves it)
Bitsy: Well thank you, I'll give you a tour later. It's actually three floors.
Chandler: Okay, I'll give them back. (Exhales strongly through his nose and Joey just glares at him.) Look! What is so great about that sandwich?
Chandler: No, she's not okay? And I'll prove it to you. I'm gonna call her right now. (Picks up the phone and wipes it off) Phone's done ehh.
Rachel: Joey, if you wanna look good, why don't you just come down to the store? I'll help you out.
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.)
Rachel: Oh, you guys, I can't believe this. But I'll leave now, or I'm gonna miss my plane.
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.
RICHARD: I know, I know. Just hang in there, OK. OK, I'll go out first, alright.
Monica: Yeah, they were just slowing me down. Alright, I have to get back to the babies. I'll see you girls later.
Ross: I, uh, I'll go see. (He goes in)
CHANDLER: And I'll be using his dead body as a shield.
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?
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.
Phoebe: You didn't bring one! My cab's downstairs, I'll drive you to the airport.
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.
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.
SUSIE: I'll be there, and who knows, if things go well, maybe this time I'll get to see your underwear.
CHANDLER: That's so cool.� I'll let Monica know.
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)
Joey: that would've been better, I'll try that Hi I'm Joey.
Ross: I'll get it
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: Yeah, ah, ah . . .� I'll think of something.
Chandler: Fine, I'll give the suit back.
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: Thanks. (they kiss) I'll see you New Year's Day.
CHANDLER: All right.� Well, I'll check the guest room.
Molly: No, you stay, I'll do it (takes Emma from Rachel).
Molly: Sure, I'll go check on Emma.
Mike: Ok, ok, I'll throw away the traps.
Gavin: Mom, I'll call you later. Yeah. (hangs up) (to Rachel) Yes?
Gavin: Look, I'll just give you this and go.
Phoebe: OK, fine, if it means that much to you I'll get rid of Bob.
Sonia: I'll take care of it
Monica: Hey, maybe I'll drive you up there! I'd like to buy some tickets myself!
Monica (laughs): Okay, I'll try.
MONICA: Yes, because all good plans start with, "I'll go down the fire escape."
Phoebe: Great! Ok...I'll go get the tube top.
Chandler (laughs): Okay, I'll try. And you can't make any noise.
Phoebe: I'll miss you.
Mike: Done it. (Phoebe becomes a little more subdued) I'll be back in a couple of hours.
Monica: I'll go in there.
Joey: (to Ross) I'll show you how.
Chandler: (looks around) I'll take this one too (to Ross) Uh ... Mommy?
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.
Chandler: Ok well, thanks, you won't regret it. I'll see you tomorrow (hangs up).
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?
Receptionist: Ok well, I'll call you as soon as your massage therapist is ready.
Charlie: (her mobile phone rings) Oh, I'm sorry. I'll take this. Excuse me. (she cuts herself off for a moment)
Charlie: Oh, you know what? I'll come with you!
Phoebe: Oh, I'll take some of that.
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!
Mike: I'll make it a hundred!
Mike: I'll play ya!
Monica: I'll put a pillowcase over my head.
Joey: Yeah! I'll see ya later! Yeah!
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!
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.
Phoebe: All right, all right... I'll play if we don't keep score!
Phoebe: Right, yeah, ok, I'll ask the butler to fetch my diamonds out of the vault.
Charlie: You're on fire! I'll call you in the morning, okay?
Joey: Yeah. I'll see you in the morning.
Chandler: (hysterical)Don't touch the phone! I'll get it, I'll get it, I'll get it!! (picks up the phone)
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.)
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: Damnit! I'll put a candle on the cake.
Monica: Ok listen, you go down to the pool and reserve the chairs, and I'll get the magazines and the lotion.
Charlie: Fine, it's fine... (she whispers) I'll just shower by myself...
Rachel: No honey, it's okay! Listen, I'll got to Ross's and get the blender, you get all the margarita stuff ready.
Ross: No. We should all have dinner. Yes, we'll do it tomorrow night. I'll cook!!
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)
MIKE: All right.� I'll do it.� (Phoebe gives the thumbs-up sign to Rachel.)� But really, how much dirtier can it get?
Charlie: Yes, absolutely. I'll call him.