words in movies
CHANDLER: Yeah, but I'm, I'm so much faster...
MONICA: I'm sorry, I'm sorry. You know what, the way you did it was just fine.
MONICA: If I tell you, you'll think I'm crazy.
MONICA: I'm just easing you in.
CHANDLER: Hey, look Joey, I'm just saying if you need something to hold you over, I can get you a job right here as an entry level processor.
JOEY: Oh yeah yeah. I process. People want the processing, I'm the one they call.
JOEY: Uhh, well, right now I'm in between things. You know how it is. One day you're processing, the next day you're not so much... processing any more.
PHOEBE: I, I, I'm hideous.
RYAN: Hey baby, I'm back... [Phoebe is sitting by the window in a veil.]
PHOEBE: Chicken. Which is so ironic considering I'm a vegetarian.
RYAN: I'm sorry, I never had 'em.
CHANDLER: Well, I'm sure you'll teach her a lesson when she steps off the dock onto nothing. Hey Mr. Douglas.
MR. DOUGLAS: I have a family, I'm gonna be here.
CHANDLER: Well, I'm going to kill you.
JOEY: Look, I'm sorry but that's what Joseph does, ok. If you try to pull somethin', he'll call you on it. 'What're you tryin' to pull,' he'll say.
MONICA: You know what. Tomorrow I'm gonna do your clocks.
MONICA: I'm gonna set them to my time.
RICHARD: Well, I'm confused. I thought we shared time.
MONICA: No forget it, I'm not gonna tell you now.
CHANDLER: Alright, that's it. Look Joey, I'm sorry, I realize this is the role of a lifetime for ya, and if I could just fire Joseph, I would, but unfortunately that's not possible so I'm gonna have to let both of you go.
CHANDLER: Yeah, Karen. I'm thinking about having an affair with her. Oh, you know what? I just did.
JOEY: It's just that, I, I'm gonna miss Joseph. I liked him. His wife, she was hot. [Chadler pushes him out the door by the face.]
PHOEBE: It's such a shame you can't see which finger I'm holding up.
RYAN: I'm sorry, but I can't say.
RYAN: I better get out of here, I'm gonna miss my flight.
RACHEL: Oh I'm sorry, we're clo-... Hey sailor.
ROSS: I'm shipping out tomorrow.
Ross: I'm not going nuts. Do you see me go nuts?
Phoebe: No, I'm just gonna help him, you know, get 'de-Ursula-ized', like you know, like I did for Joey after he went out with her.
Owen: I'm adopted?
Phoebe: Are you sure? Because I'm really dreading going to this party.
Ross: And that's just the herbivores. I'm not even gonna discuss the carnivores, their heads are already too big. Which is ironic considering their stunted cerebral development.
Ross: Hey, what are you talking about? I'm fine!
Ross: Yeah, I'm sure.
LIPSON: I'm sorry. Look, I know this can't bring him back but here, it's just a gesture.
Joey: I'm crazy about her.
Joey: Naa, no. This is the part I'm actually good at.
Joey: Well, I... I know exactly what I'm gonna do!
Ross: I'm sorry, it's just... how did you get so tan?
Ross: so then President Steve told everyone that I was a cheapskate, and now the whole building hates me! A little kid spit on my knee! Y'know what I'm gonna do? I'm gonna throw a party. That's right. For everyone in the building, and I'm gonna sit them down and explain to them, I am not a bad guy. I am not a cheap guy! I'm just a guy who-who stands up for what he believes in. A man with principles.
Ross: I'm a four?
Phoebe: Oh, okay, I'm having another one! This one doesn't hurt eitherOoh, yes it does! Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Ooh! (Checks under the blanket.) Oh, I was kinda hoping that was it.
Ross: (hysterically) I'm an eight!
Rachel: Ok well, well I'm really, I'm sorry about that Joey, but do you think that maybe on some level, you don't want to take off my bra?
Amanda: Oh! Gosh! This is brilliant. Gosh, it's just like old times. I'm so happy you two are friends again!
Rachel: What? Oh my God! I'm so sorry. Joey? Are you ok?
Monica: I'm still all those things!
Joey: I'm gonna get the lasagna.
Ross: I'm gonna stop you right there, Glenda. Okay? Does it look like this is my first time, huh? Now I want 4 two's... and I want them all on my back.
Rachel: Love you too... Alright, I'm going to bed.
Joey: Ooh, yeah, I'm not going anywhere for a while.
Chandler: I'm not going to Vermont with this Monica!
Zack: Oh! I'm gonna go wash up first. (Chandler points him the bathroom) Thanks!
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).
Monica: I'm parked in a garage on Morton!
Joey: I'm so confused!
Phoebe: Well, if you're leaving, I'm definitely gonna go.
Woman: Doctor Geller, I'm such a huge fan!
Chandler: I'm begging you stop.
Phoebe: I'm too excited!
Monica: I'm so sorry, I can't believe I did this, but I couldn't stop laughing at your Norman Mailer story.
Monica: I'm not going to be a part of this! You can't just bring some random guy at home and expect him to be our sperm donor!
Rachel: Well, I'm very impressed.
Rachel: (worried) Be-cause Ross is the father of my child! You know... and I... want him to hook up with lots of women! (pause) I just... All I'm saying is... I don't think that Joey and Charlie have anything in common.
Ross: Hey, I'm not one to kiss and tell, but I'm also not one to have sex and shut up. We totally did it!
Rachel: You know, I'm thinking about letting Emma have her first cookie.
Ross: Yes. I lived with you guys for a while and then I found this place. (Joey just stares at him) I'm Ross.
Amy: Oh! Um... Well... I'm getting married.
Monica: Oh, I'm so glad you guys like it. Yay! All right I gotta go to work. (tries to take the poem)
Chandler: I'd like to propose a toast. Little toast here, ding ding. I know this isn't the kind of Thanksgiving that all of you all planned, but for me, this has been really great, you know, I think because it didn't involve divorce or projectile vomiting. Anyway, I was just thinking, I mean, if you'd gone to Vail, and if you guys'd been with your family, if you didn't have syphilis and stuff, we wouldn't be all together, you know? So I guess what I'm trying to say is that I'm very thankful that all of your Thanksgivings sucked.
Rachel: Okay, okay, okay, fine, I'm gonna look it up (she goes and picks up the dictionary).
Rachel: Ok, ok, that's fine. Fine. Hey, I'm sorry about that spill before. (picks up the tip he leaves) Only $98.50 to go.
Monica: I'm a cool, fun aunt!
Monica: Tell them I'm a chef in a big New York restaurant!
CHANDLER: OK, well that's the part where I'm a wank. But I was hoping we wouldn't focus on that. [Joey goes to his room and shuts the door] Hey, c'mon man, I said I was sorry like a hundred times, I promise I will never take it off my. . . [notices the bracelet is missing from his wrist] wrist. But if, if you want to stay in there and be mad, you know, you just uh, you stay in there. [he starts searching the room, lifting up the couch cushions]
Joey: Yeah, well, I still got a week left to go in the program, and according to the rules, if I want to get the money I'm not allowed to conduct any... ersonal experiments, if you know what I mean.
Mike: I'm gonna do this now.
Phoebe: What's the matter with me? How do I keep ruining this? I'm sorry, I'm sorry!
Rachel: I'm sorry, this sounds like something I'm never gonna be interested in.
Joey: Chandler, I can't be playing games, Ross is gonna be home soon. And I have to write five whole pages if I'm gonna stick to his schedule.
RACHEL: (as herself) "Well, but I'm not sure I really want to do anything about it."
Ross: I'm ok.
Benjamin: I'm sorry. I just haven't seen her for so long! All these feelings are rushing back! I'm starting to realize how much I missed her, and I'm gonna need you to break up with her.
Phoebe: Hi! Sorry, I'm late.
Benjamin: If you say yes then I'm serious, if you say no then I'm joking!
Rachel: (sarcastic) No, no, that's ok. You won fair and square. I'm so sad!
Chandler: I'm not lying to you, I watched it!
Chandler: (Hands the tape back to him) I'm sorry man.
Benjamin: No! I'm sorry, we were looking for "Baby It's You". Baby It's You.
Chandler: Look, I'm sorry I didn't give them your tape. And I promise, next time to submit you whether I think you are right for the part or not.
Chandler: I'm a pretty little girl.
Charlie: I'm sure he was just joking, Ross.
Ross: Oh, I'm sorry, no. He did ask me one. Uhm... How do you spell Mboscodictiosaur?
Benjamin: (puts his hand on Ross's other cheek) I'm sorry too...
Ross: Yeah, and I'm responsible for just like half of that.
Rachel: Oh no, I'm good, I don't wanna get that turkey smell all over my hands.
Ross: Oh, that's OK. I'm sure there are tons of other beautiful paleontologists out there.
Rachel: Well when I talk to her I almost feel like she understands what I'm saying.
Laura: Well, I'm sorry I brought it up. So, are either one of you planning on staying at home with your child... (someone knocks on the door)
Phoebe: No, I've got work and then I'm proposing..
Monica: I'm gonna miss this hand! Okay I know it's a lot to ask, but oh my God Chandler, this is a once in a lifetime opportunity.
Mike: You never told me about that guy on your sweet sixteen. Oh, ugh. I'm sorry about that.
Laura: I don't know... Well, maybe I'm wrong... I'm sorry...
Joey: No, no! Don't try to turn this around on me, ok? I'm not some kind of... social work, ok, that you can just... do.
Laura: (embarrassed towards Chandler and Monica) Well, I'm pretty sure I gave you my number.
Phoebe: (keeping on running and yelling) OOOOOHHHHH! (she stops) Fine, I can't take it anymore! I'm putting an end to this! (she goes out to the balcony)
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.)
Ross: Eh..actually no, I don't need to because your little "Ross is dead" joke didn't work, ok, there were no responses. Nobody posted anything on the website, nobody called my parents, so the joke my friend is on you. Nobody called, nobody wrote anything, nobody cares that I'm dead. (silence) Oh my God! Nobody cares that I'm dead!?
Chandler: I'm serious, let me do something, just not the turkey or the stuffing, nothing "high profile".
Rachel: ...is something I'm very interested in! Oh please, do not tell Ross. He still believes that (in a deep voice, mocking Ross) what's in the inside is important...
Joey: Oh-oh! I'm stuck!
Joey: No seriously... I'm really wedged in here.
Rachel: I'm so happy for you!
Ross: I'm just so happy you guys are finally getting a kid.
Phoebe: Hey, you know what, I've never had a one-year anniversary before, so no matter where we go, I'm wearing something fancy pants, and... I'm gonna put on my finest jewelry and we're gonna have sex in a public rest room.
Rachel: Do you think I'm someone else?
Chandler: Oh, screw it, I'm gonna be a daddy!!
Ross: I'm sorry, Rachel, this is Charlie Wealer, she's a collegue.
Phoebe: Oh, this is like the best day ever. Ever! You guys might get back together, Monica and Chandler are getting their baby, there are chicks and ducks in the world again! Oh, I feel like I'm in a musical! (Singing) "Daa - raa... When the sun comes up, bright and beaming! And the moon comes..."
Hayley: (laughs) your welcome again, I'm gonna make some coffee can I get you anything?
Joey: Whoo, whoo. Wow, it's uhm... kinda weird that I'm sitting next to Charlie after we broke up.
Monica: It's because I'm scrappy.
Rachel: Okay. Thank you! Thank you! BecauseI'm sorry, all right. Because y'know what? She didn't want menot important. The point is, I was right. Your decision. Okay? I was right. (She starts for the door.) (Stops) Your decision.
Phoebe: Well, I'm not going in first. I bet that vein on Monica's forehead is popping like crazy.
Sarah: Fine, I'm sorry, I didn't think it was that big a deal.
Monica: (on phone) I can't wait to be with you! I'll just tell Rachel I'm gonna be doing laundry for a couple of hours.
Rachel: Oh, Pheebs, baby, that's nice but, you know what, I think I'm ok. Why don't you give it to one of your other single girlfriends?