words in movies
Chandler: You look great. I'm so glad we're having this rehearsal dinner, you know, I so rarely get to practice my meals before I eat them.
Joey: Hey, I'm not that fond of you either, ok buddy? But I'm just trying to be nice for the kids!
Phoebe: I'm sorry you guys but, you know, Mike's got his brother and his friends from school so... you know, you were-you were... if it helps you, you were next in line, you just-you just missed the cut.
Ross: And it's a wedding! It'd be weird if I'm not in it...
Mike: You know, I really don't feel very comfortable making this decision. You know, Phoebe knows you better, I'm gonna let her choose. (he leaves)
Joey: So, you know I'm filling in for Phoebe's step dad, tomorrow, right?
Monica: Hi. About last night... I know you are under a lot of stress and even though the things you said hurt me a little bit... My point is, uh, well, I'm willing to take my job back.
Monica: Uh-huh, but I'm sure you can handle this. I mean, I have won awards for my organizational skills, but, uh, I'm sure you'll do fine.
Ross: I have to talk to her about this groomsman situation, ok? I'm not gonna watch Chandler up there while I'm sitting in the seats like some chump! (he goes to Rachel's room, knocks the door and enters the room). (very fake gasp) Oh! My God! You're breathtaking!
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.
Chandler: Let me tell you why you need to pick me. (Goes to sit on the couch facing backwards to the kitchen. Rachel gets a chair and sits opposite him) See, when I was a kid, I was always left out of everything, you know, and it really made me feel... insecure. You know, I was always picked last in gym. Even behind that big fat exchange student who didn't even know the rules to baseball. I mean, this guy would strike out and then run to third. Anyway, If I'm the only one left out of this wedding, I just know that all those feelings are gonna come rushing back.
Joey: I'm glad we had this little talk.
Ross: (smiling to himself) Good. I'm just getting some coffee. So I'm alert for the wedding.
Ross: Wait a minute, I know why I'm being such an ass, why are you?
Chandler: I'm not supposed to tell you.
Ross: I'm not supposed to tell you!
Rachel: (sarcastic) Wow, this is a tough one. I think I'm gonna have to go with the dog.
Chandler: I'm not scared. (moves towards Mike and Chappy) I'll just take little Chappy and... (he backs out) HE CAN SENSE MY FEAR. MY THROAT IS EXPOSED.
Ross: (takes Chappy from Mike) Well, I guess I'm in the wedding then. Ha haaa... (smells Chappy) He stinks!
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)
Joey: Friends, family, dog... Thank you all for being here to witness this blessed event. The cold has now spread to my special place... so I'm gonna do the short version of this. Phoebe and Mike are perfect for each other. And I know I speak for every one here... when I wish them a lifetime of happiness. Who has the rings?
Phoebe: When I was growing up, I didn't have a normal mom and dad, or a regular family like everybody else, and I always knew that something was missing. But now I'm standing here today, knowing that I have everything I'm ever gonna need... You are my family. (She puts the ring on Mikes finger)
Phoebe: I got married! (everyone applauds) Could someone get me a coat, I'm freaking freezing.
Chandler: I'd love to, but it's 2300 hours and I'm about to have the most organized sex anyone's ever had.
Monica: Why won't I be married when I'm 40?
Amy: I know! I'm Erin Brockovich!
Joey: I suddenly had the feeling that I was falling. But I'm not.
Ross: Oh, I'm threatened by you?
Rachel: I'm a waitress.
Monica: I'm sure they'll be here soon.
Rachel: I know you did. I'm just gonna deal with it, I'm just gonna deal with it. (Ross comes by, smoching with Julie on the phone.) I gotta get out of here. (Exits)
Joey: Yeah. I'm thinking, if we put our heads together, between the two of us, we can break them up.
Joey: Well... I'm helping out down at the N.Y.U. Med School with some... research.
Ross: I'm going to China.
Phoebe: Most likely. (raises and goes toward the door) Okay, I'm gonna be out there.
Rachel: OK, I'm guessing this is from...
Ross: All right, I'm coming out. Hey, can you turn the lights off.
Rachel: No, I'm just....
Monica: Um, okay, here it goes. I'm not 22. I'm, I'm 25... and thirteen months.
Rachel: So I'm thinking about you. So what?
Julie: (Loudly, proving she can speak English.) Thank you. I'm from New York.
Ross: you know I really admire your whole dating attitude, it's so healthy I'm always like is this moving to fast? Is this moving to slow? Where's this going?
Joey: No, no, it's not, don't listen to him! (to Ross) I'm gonna thump you! (points his fist at him)
Monica: Pheebes, you know what I'm thinking?
Monica: No, although now that's what I'm thinking.
Ross: (very interested) Oh! like what?! (Charlie looks at him confused, but smiling) Oh I'm sorry, I don't mean to pry... it's just that this must be what regular people experience when they watch "Access Hollywood".
Phoebe: I'm still on "no."
Rachel: Oh God, I know I'm a pathetic loser.
Rachel: Good! I'm glad it's not a problem.
Joey: I'm outta here. Here's my credit card. Dinner's on me. I'm sorry, Chandler.
Rachel: I'm okay.
Phoebe: Well, c'mon, if it's important enough to discuss while I'm playing, then I assume it's important enough for everyone else to hear!
Phoebe: Well, you're not more excited than I am! No way! I'm the most excited!
Phoebe: Oh my God! I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Which one's Demi Moore?
CHANDLER: I'm hoping that when Bob doesn't show up, she will seek comfort in the open arms of the wry stranger at the next table.
Chandler: I'm still on my first. I just think you're nice.
Monica: But I'm...
Ross: First of all, I'm not losing...
Phoebe: (reading the nametag on the uniform) Hi, I'm Ben. I'm hospital worker Ben. It's Ben... to the rescue!
Rachel: Well that works out good, because I'm not listening.
Ross: What a beautiful story. Hey, I'm fine by the way.
Monica: Rachel, (they go back inside) say that I'm friends with her, we spend some time together. Is that so terrible?
Rachel: Oh, I'm sorry, did my back hurt your knife?
Joey: Yeah, I'm ready.
Customer: You idiot, you stupid cowboy, you blinded me, I'm suing!
Phoebe: Monica, I really appreciate you checking in on me, but I'm actually feeling a lot better. Yeah, I just kinda want to be alone right now.
Ross: (to the kid) Oh yeah? Well, I'm rubber, you're glue, whatever(to Chandler)can't do it. (to the kid) Listen, uh- gimme back my puck.
Woman: Oh, I'm sorry, is that your basket? It's really pretty. Unfortunately, I don't see suds.
Rachel: Okay, listen, I'm thinking, why don't we just tell them who we really are? I mean, it'll be fine, I really think it'll be fine.
Rachel: And now, y'know, I'm like... I'm like the other woman! I feel so..
JOEY: I don't know, I'm just tryin' to help you out.
CHANDLER: You know what? I'm not gonna end up like this. I'll see you man.
JANICE: Oh, sweetie, I'm sorry.
Rachel: I'm hoping that if she hears it enough it will be her first word.
Phoebe: Well no, when I get to the point where... you know... I'm ready to hear cruel mocking jokes about Mike... I'm gonna come to you.
STRANGER: Yeah, I'm looking for Phoebe, does she still live here?
Phoebe: Okay, lesson one: chords. Now, I don't know the actual names of the chords but umm, I-I-I made up names for the way my hand looks while I'm doing them. (She starts to show Joey the chords. Transcribers Note: For this one you'll have to use your imagination, 'cause it would take me 50 pages to describe each one. So if you want to see them, you'll have to wait for this episode to come to a TV near you.) (Holding up her hand and then reconfiguring her hand with each name.) So then, this is Bear Claw. Okay, umm, Turkey Leg and Old Lady. (Joey tries to imitate them.)
Phoebe: I'm sooo sorry!! I just... I keep thinking about Mike! I'm crazy about David, and we're having so much fun together. Why-Why do I miss Mike? That's-that's gonna go away, right?
Rachel: No. But don't worry, I'm sure they're still there.
PHOEBE: Ok, look, before you even start, I'm not denying evolution, ok, I'm just saying that it's one of the possibilities.
PHOEBE: Yeah, well, ya know, I'm kind of spooky that way. Wooo.
Young Ethan: All right, look. I've gotta tell you something. I'm not 17. I only said so that you'd think I was cute and vunerable. I'm actually 30, I have a wife, I have a job, I'm your Congressman. Monica, this is ridiculous, we're great together. We can talk, we make each other laugh, and the sex. Oh, man, okay i have no frame of graft, but I thought that was great.
DUNCAN: I'm, I'm still me.
Chandler: Okay, what do you saw I go over there and say how much I like her? (Joey gives him a thumbs up) No-no it'll be good, I can tell her much I've been thinking about her. That I haven't stopped thinking about her since the moment I met her. That I'm so fantastically, over-the-top, wanna-slit-my-own-throat in love with her, that for every minute of every hour of every day I can't believe my own damn bad luck that you met her first!!
Mrs. Tribbiani: Of course I knew! What did you think? Your father is no James Bond. You should've heard some of his cover stories. "I'm sleeping over at my accountant's," I mean, what is that? Please!
ROSS: OK, now I'm nervous.
CHANDLER: I'm goin' home.
ROSS: I uh, I don't know, I guess I'm just gonna see, see what happens.
CHANDLER: I'm back.
Ronni: Oh no, not you, big Joey. Oh my God, you're so much cuter than your pictures! (Joey stares at her) I-I'm, I'm Ronni....Cheese Nip?
CHANDLER: No, you keep the pack. I'm all cried out today.
ROSS: Oh, you're right, I'm sorry.
PHOEBE: No, huh uh, no way, I'm sorry, not gonna happen.
ROSS: Even though you do do a good Bob impression, I'm thinkin' when she sees you tomorow, she's probably gonna realize, "hey, you're not Bob."
Rachel: Okay, I'm not just waitressing. I'm.. I, um... I write the specials on the specials board, and, uh... and I, uh... I take the uh dead flowers out of the vase... Oh, and, um, sometimes Artelle lets me put the little chocolate blobbies on the cookies.
STEVE: Good, good, I'm a lawyer now.
PHOEBE: I'm just gonna pass on the concert, 'cause I'm just not in a very Hootie place right now.
RACHEL: Honey, I'm sorry.
PHOEBE: Well, I'm not gonna be the only one who's not getting paid.
Julie: I know, I probably shouldn't even tell you this, but I'm pretty much totally intimidated by you.
Monica: Oh, I'm- I'm so sorry!
Ross: Look, if I can just do what Emily wants and get her to New York, I'm sure everything will be fine.
JOEY: I'm him.
PHOEBE: No, no, no. I'm sorry. It's "smelly cat, smel-ly cat".
Phoebe: Yeah, I should probably take it back. Ooh, but you know what? While I'm at the police station, I could check their Ten Most Wanted lists because my friend Fritzy has been like number 11 forever, so this could be her year! (She crosses her fingers in hope.)
MICH: [confused] I'm sorry?
PHOE: Really? That's so sweet. I mean, I'm officially offended but, sweet.
Monica: I'm sorry. I'm sorry, Phoebe. It's just a little shorter than what we had discussed.
Dr. Rhodes: Thank you soo much for coming on such a short notice. Ladies and gentlemen, I've-I've-I've been practicing medicine for twenty-three years, and I'm stumped.
Ross: No! Hey, you know what? I'm sorry. I would never force you... to hire someone you were this uncomfortable with...
Mike: I gotta tell you, I can't believe I'm doing this with you. Although I did just get out of a nine-year relationship, so I guess I should be open and taking some risks.
Janine: No! I mean you're a really nice guy and I'm happy to be your roommate and your friend, I'm just y'know, I just don't feel that way about you.
Phoebe: (sings) I can't believe what I'm hearing here...
MNCA: I'm sorry?
Young Ethan: Oh, I'm a senior... in High School.
Mindy: Now, I know things've been weird lately, but you're like my oldest friend in the world... Except for maybe Laurie Schaffer, who I don't talk to anywhere, 'cause she's all bitter now that she lost the weight and it turns out she doesn't have a pretty face. ....Okay, I'm just gonna ask you this once, and I want a straight answer.
MNCA: No, I'm sorry.
Susan: Honey, relax. Ross is great with him. (Ross looks at her.) Don't look so surprised. I'm a lovely person.
Ross: How can I not get this? I'm a college professor; I got 1450 on my S.A.T.s.
CHANDLER: Listen, I'm, I'm sorry I didn't make it over there today.
ROSS: Well, there's no way I'm gonna get a shot. Maybe they can take the needle and thquirt it into my mouth, you know, like a thquirt gun.
RACH: And I'm in it? Then let me read it.
ROSS: And that's what's gonna kill me. I'm allergic to kiwi.
MNCA: Oh, gosh, I'm sorry.