words in movies
Monica: Ahh, Phoebe, I'm gonna miss you!
Monica: Phoebe, don't worry about it. I'm sure she wants to live with you.
Phoebe: Probably? Yeah, I don't like that word. (Chandler and Monica look surprised) Kind of what probably really means. Yeah, uh-huh. Yeah, oh, "Your mom probably won't kill herself," yknow? I'm sorry, but I'm not hanging all my hopes of Rachel and I living together on-on "Probably!" Yknow? You gotta take care of yourselves! (She starts to walk out) In this world history teaches us nothing! (Exits)
Monica: I'm sorry. But not that sorry, 'cause you don't have to live with it. Um, we have a reservation under the name Chandler Bing.
Maitre d': I'm sorry. Christmas is a very busy time, sir.
Phoebe: It's a tarantula! (Joey almost falls down from his drum-stool jumping up) Oh! God! Rachel, look, I'm sorry. What was I thinking giving Joey this big, gross, scary spider in such a poorly constructed cage?
Phoebe: (sarcastic) Ah, yeah, he's so adorable, God, he's just so much fun, Joey is the best, I'm glad you're having so much fun here. (She turns around, about to leave)
Ross: I'm the holiday armadillo! I'm a friend of Santa's and he sent me here to wish you (Points to Ben) a Merry Christmas!
Ross: That's right, Ben. I'm Santa's representative for all the southern states. And Mexico! But, Santa sent me here to give you these presents, Ben. (He tries to bend down to pick up the bag with the presents, but can't because of the costume) Maybe the Lady will help me with these presents.
Ben: Are you for Hanukkah, too? Because I'm part-Jewish.
Chandler: Well, I'm here to see my old buddy Ben. What are you doing here, weird turtle-man?
Ross: I'm the Holiday Armadillo, your part-Jewish friend. You sent me here to give Ben some presents. Remember?
Ross: Because, I'm finally getting him excited about Hanukkah, and, and you're-youre wrecking it.
Ross: I'm sorry, Chandler but this, this is really important to me.
Joey: I'm really sorry you guys.
Joey: You know, I'm really sorry I wasn't more supportive before.
Chandler: (to Monica) I'm leaving you.
Ross: Me too. I'm good at it.
Joey: Oh, wow! I'm so sorry, ok? I promise, we'll do better next time!
Phoebe: This is how I look when I'm turned on!
Phoebe: I can't ask him! Do you have any idea how inappropriate that would be?! All I'm saying is just talk to Frank. Okay? Just, y'know, feel him out!
Phoebe: I'm sorry, did you say all man or old man?
Rachel: (carrying a tray of drinks) Alright, don't tell me, don't tell me! (Starts handing them out.) Decaf cappucino for Joey.. Coffee black.. Late.. And an iced tea. I'm getting pretty good at this!
Ross: (looks disappointed in himself) Man... I... I'm sorry.
Chandler: I'm in college and I'm in a band.
Joey: (sympathetic) Oh, I'm so sorry. I don't know any Spanish words.
Chandler: I'm pretty sure I put her on my bed.
Ross: And it's a wedding! It'd be weird if I'm not in it...
Chandler: You know, I'd love to, but I'm a little tired.
Ross: Hey, hey, hey... If you two are happy, then I'm happy for you. (Squeaky.) I'm fine!
Ross: I'm not! I'm making it easier! Pick me!
Phoebe: Right there! That's why I'm marrying you!
Rachel: Even so, I think I'm gonna pick Ross.
Joey: I'm glad we had this little talk.
Chandler: I'm not supposed to tell you.
Ross: I'm not supposed to tell you!
Ross: Wait a minute, I know why I'm being such an ass, why are you?
Rachel: (sarcastic) Wow, this is a tough one. I think I'm gonna have to go with the dog.
ROSS: I'm gonna get a new band-aid. Hey, how 'bout the time I cut the legs off your Malibu Ken?
Joey: Oh hey, don't worry. I'm still ordained from your wedding.
Rachel: Oh Phoebe, I'm so happy for you honey. (she gives her a kiss)
CHANDLER: Neat. I'm gonna die alone.
Dr. Harad: Hi! Phoebe, I'm Dr. Harad, I'm going to be delivering your babies. I want you to know, you're gonna be in good hands. I've been doing this for a long time. I'll be back in a minute to do your internal, in the meantime, just relax because everything here looks great. And also, I love Fonzie. (Exits)
Rachel: Seriously stop it, or I'm gonna jump on ya.
Chandler: I'm so sorry...
Phoebe: Uh. It's not... quite what I'm saying.
Ross: I'm feeling better.
Ross: I'm not scared of him, I'm really sick!
Ross: Just can't believe I'm in Rachel Green's room.
Rachel: Taking advantage? I'm giving you the advantage, enjoy!
The Doctor: I'm Dr. Miller. Monica told me you were a little nervous, but don't worry everything's gonna be just fine.
Rachel: I overheard you guys on the phone the other day, and you said, "I'll just tell Rachel that I'm doing laundry for a couple of hours." And he said, "Laundry? Is that my new nickname?" And you said, "No! You know what your nickname is, Mr. Big."
Monica: (on machine) "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." Nooo!!
Chandler: Nope... (Monica walks in) Hey... so I'm gonna... put the plates back. You know, I think you were right, I don't think we should use these plates again for a looong time.
Casting assistant: I'm sorry, what's going on?
Phoebe: Umm, I lost one of your earrings. I'm sorry! I am so, so sorry!
Ross: Thank you. I'm glad you agree.
Ross: I'm up for tenure.
ROSS: Alright, alright, here's the chance. Monica give him cash, Rachel give him your earrings. Something, now, anything. MONICA: No, I will not cave. RACHEL: Yeah, I'm with Mon. ROSS: Alright, alright, you know how you say I never seize the day? Well, alright, even though he's your super, I'm seizing. [approaches Mr. Treeger] Mr. Treeger, here is 50 bucks, merry Christmas. [Gives him the cash.]
Monica: I don't know who I'm happiest for...
Rachel: But my... but my boss cannot see me. I'm interviewing for another job.
Rachel: Hi... I'm on a date...
Rachel: I did the first time! Oh. Oh.. <gets up and walks into the kitchen> And you know what. You want to know why I'm not giving Emily to you.
Joey: (in agony) aaw-ahhh-aaahhh STOP! STOP! I'm worried about damaging my head.
Monica: Oh, I'm sorry, mrs Hannigan.
Joey: I have an audition for this play and for some of it I have to speak French. Which, according to my résumé, I'm fluent in.
Monica: Oh God. I'm so sorry.
Ross: Rach, I'm so sorry.
Phoebe: Well, I'm no longer Phoebe Buffay.
Joey: Oh, hi, I'm Joey. My stupid friends are buying this house. Who are you?
Mackenzie: My parents say I'm gonna make new friends.
Joey: What am I gonna do, I feel like I'm losing my friends.
Man: Hey Rach, I just heard. I'm so sorry.
Rachel: I'm fantastic. You remember Ross?
RACH: Oh, no, Michael, it's not you. I'm sorry, it's just, it's this thing. It's probably not as bad as it sounds but this friend of mine is, is getting a cat with his girlfriend.
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.
Charlie: (to Joey) So, I have to go shopping today, which is my least favourite thing, I'm soo bad at picking out clothes!
Joey: Oh, yeah, sure, easy for you, you're young. Me, I'm set in my ways.
Joey: So, you know I'm filling in for Phoebe's step dad, tomorrow, right?
Ross: Uhm, well... I'm here to see if you'll give Rachel her job back.
Mr Zelner: But I'm sorry. There's nothing I can do... Ah, it's not true, there is... nothing I want to do.
Chandler: Oh God, I can't believe I'm even considering this... I'm very very aware of my tongue...
Ross: And I'm Doctor Ross Geller.
Girl: I'm Mackenzie. My stupid parents are selling this house.
Chandler: Good, good. Listen, heh, I dunno what Shelley told you about me, but, uh... I'm not.
Rachel: (she enters wearing a bath-robe) Hey... Hi you guys! Listen, you know what? I'm not feeling really well. I think I can't get out for the play.
Phoebe: Anyway, you did what you had to do. I'm okay.
Monica: She's living my life, and she's doing it better than me! Look at this, look. She buys tickets for plays that I wanna see. She, she buys clothes from stores that I'm intimidated by the sales people. She spent three hundred dollars on art supplies.
Rachel: Oh! Oh, I'm so happy.
Rachel: Yeah! I'm going to Paris. Thank you, Ross!
Rachel: All right. ALL RIGHT! I'm gonna do it. I'm gonna go to Paris.
Chandler: Ha! I'm just messing with you.
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?
Chandler: No, no, the actual cartoon character. Of course the balloon. It's all over the news. Right before he reached Macy's, he broke free and was spotted flying over Washington Square Park. I'm goin' to the roof, who's with me?
Erica: That's because I'm pregnant!
Phoebe: Oh... Mike's sister just invited me to a party tonight, he's gonna be there. And she was like "Oh, don't worry! I asked him. He's totally ok with seeing you!". So now I have to go so he'll think that I'm totally ok with seeing him!
Rachel: No, no, no. It's ok. I'm gonna be fine.
Rachel: I'm gonna miss you so much.
Rachel: Mon... Okay... I've gotta... just say what it is I'm gonna say... None of the amazing things that have happened to me in the last ten years, would have happened if it wasn't for you. No-one has been more like a sister to me...
Joey: No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no... I think it's better if you tell him, you know. It's easier for a woman. That way, you know, if he gets mad, all you have to do is go... I didn't mean it. I'm so so--ooory. (he pushes his breasts together from the side)
Rachel: No, come on, I'm totally ok. (hugging him) I don't need you to come! I can totally handle this on my own.
Phoebe: All right, I think I'm gonna head out.
Amy: Ugh, I'm sorry... Ella.
Monica: Oh... Yes, I'm sure. Oh honey, let's go. Okay bye everyone.
Monica: Absolutely! Yes, you say to him "I'm sorry Mike I can't live without her, she means too much to me!"
Erica: No, I'm okay.
Chandler: I'm okay.
Erica: I'm tired!
Monica: I... I'm sorry, who should be along in a what now?
Rachel: I think I'm gonna take off. (pats Ross on his back, but he looks very surprised)
Joey: Dude, I'm just trying to speak your language.
Ross: I'm not getting you a muffin!
Monica: Yeah, I'm good.
Ross: No, and I'm not going to.