words in movies
[Scene: Central Perk, everyone but Phoebe are there reading. Rachel is sitting on the couch flanked by Ross and Monica. She suddenly stops reading and starts blinking her left eye as if it's bothering her. The problem is that Joey is on her left and thinks she's winking at him and winks back. Ross is watching this and isn't quite sure of what to make of it.]
Monica: (To Rachel) Wow! It's really red! You should go see my eye doctor.
Monica: It's not Richard! Okay? It's this new guy and he's really good.
Phoebe: Uh, it's a piece of paper and it says, "Ross" on it.
Joey: It's called Shutter Speed, it's really cool! Yeah, umm, I meet this girl in the subway and we fall in love in like a day, right? And then, she disappears But I find out where she lives and when I get there this like old lady answers the door and I say, "Where's Betsy?" Right? And she says, "Betsy's been dead for 10 years."
Joey: Uh no, not really. It's an independent film y'know? So we don't have a real big budget. I figured I'd just stay in your room.
Rachel: Well, wait a minute! The puss is good! It means it's healing! (Runs after him.)
Joey: Don't worry, it's out there! (Just then a horn honks and Joey quickly looks at the road.) I think I just need lunch.
Monica: Oh, I know! Umm, is it because he's always correcting people's grammar? Whom! Whom! Sometimes it's who!
Ross: Yeah? Sometimes it's (Does the fist thing.)
Rachel: Okay. (She tilts her head back and squeezes the eyedropper. The only problem is, it's not over her eye.)
Monica: (spitting out the eyedropper) Damn! It's empty!
Monica: (answers the phone) Hello? (Listens.) (To Phoebe) It's Joey. (Phoebe's proud of herself.) (To Joey) I'm so glad you called! Chandler told me what happened. Y'know he's really upset about it.
Stanley: It's a money thing, we don't have any.
Joey: (on phone from Vegas) Hey Monica, it's Joey!
Joey: Everybody smile! (The picture is taken) Okay, thanks a lot! Enjoy your stay at Caesar's! We hope it's toga-rrific! (The family leaves.) Kill me. Kill me now.
Rachel: Phoebe, it's me. I'm going to hunt you down and kill you!
Lowell: It's like Mardi Gras without the paper mache heads. How 'bout you?
Joey: No it isn't! No, it's not. Because you can also explain it with the truth!
[Scene: It's an old home movie of the Geller's backyard, young Ross is dressed up as Bea, and pouring himself/herself some tea.]
PHOEBE: It's such a shame you can't see which finger I'm holding up.
Chandler: Oh, then I'll tell you. My agency was bidding for a big account and they got it! It's my first national commercial!
Joey: No, it's the pre-game. I'm gonna watch it at the reception.
Phoebe: No, no, it's not that. (they go sit on the couch) Uhm... Remember when you asked me if I was seeing someone and I said no? Well, uhm... I am. His ... his name is Mike.
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!
Laura: Oh, it's nothing. I went on a date with a guy who lived in this building and it didn't end very well.
Joey: Ok, ok! Fine! You can come, but don't tell anybody else. It's up on the roof at 8.
Joey: Is it on me? I feel, I feel like it's on me! I got, hey! (He storms into his room)
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)
ROSS: Ok, Pheebs! How 'bout we'll each just pay for what we had. It's no big deal.
Chandler: Well, don't we look nice all dressed up?...It's stuff like that, isn't it?
Joey: Hey, it's great having you back. You know, stay as long as you want, and when does she stop crying all night?
Phoebe: Give her a break, it's hard being on your own for the first time.
Sandy: I er... I hope you don't mind. I used some of my home-made lotion on Emma. It's a mixture of calendula and honey cream. It'll dry that rash right up. Plus... It keeps the hands young... (it makes Rachel smile)
Ross: (surprised, chuckling nervously) Of course it's your friend Tanya. (looks up frightenedly)
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?
Sandy: I realise how it's... a bit unorthodox for some people, but I really believe, the most satisfying thing you can do with your life, is take care of a child.
Roy: Well, look - it's not my fault if you're too uptight to appreciate the male form in all it's glory.
Phoebe: It's so weird seeing Ross and Rachel with a baby. It's just so grown up.
Rachel: Look Daddy, it's my life. Well maybe I'll just stay here with Monica.
Paul: (over the intercom) It's, uh, it's Paul.
Monica: Joey, stop hitting on her! It's her wedding day!
Ross: (normal voice) No, go on! It's Paul the Wine Guy!
Monica: This is crazy! I mean, it's such a stupid argument. I don't even wanna see Richard again.
Monica: It's no big deal, I do it all the time.
Paul: It's okay...
Monica: Well, it's like that. With feelings.
Phoebe: Yeah, it's beautiful.
Monica: No it's not.
Phoebe: Y'know, it's even worse when you're twins.
Joey: (To a co-worker) Hey, it's not the first time I lost a girl to a cowboy spraying cologne. (A customer walks by.) Bijan for men? (The customer ignores him, and Joey starts to chase him) Bijan for men?!
Susan: It's my baby too.
Carol: No, I mean it's not Geller.
Monica: And Nancy said that it's really under price, because the guy lost his job and has to move in with his parents!
Alan: (on the intercom) It's Alan.
Phoebe: No. 'Cause you need that. No, it's okay, thanks.
Rachel: It's worse than the thumb!
Monica: I know.. it's gonna be really hard.
Joey: So that's it? It's over? Just like that?
Monica: Nothing. I just think it's nice when we're all here together.
CHANDLER: Hey, guys, it's after midnight, merry Christmas everyone. [Ross and Phoebe hug, Monica and Rachel hug, Chandler is left standing]
Paul: No, it's, it's more of a fifth date kinda revelation.
Phoebe: It's fun, God I love how sexy I am. (Coughs really loudly.)
Carl: I'm just sayin', if I see one more picture of Ed Begley, Jr. in that stupid electric car, I'm gonna shoot myself! I mean, don't get me wrong... I'm not against environmental issues per se.... it's just that guy!
Monica: Please tell me it's his mother.
Monica: Weeeell, it's rum, and-
Chandler: I think it's great. Y'know, it's sweet, it's romantic...
Ross: Okay. I think it's time to change somebody's nicotine patch. (Does so.)
Ross: Look, it's just a little more complicated...
Rachel: Absolutely! Absolutely. I d... it’s just a little weird, it’s you, and it’s me, it's just gonna take some getting used to.
Joey: Well uh, it's just that uh, y'know if-if you're gonna be wearing someone's sweatshirt shouldn't it be your boyfriends--and Im not him.
Chandler: Yeah, but that's like two blocks away from the beach. I mean, it's a total party zoo.
Ross: Oh, now, don't listen to him, Pheebs, I think it's endearing.
Mrs. Geller: Nothing! It's an expression.
Ross: (not wanting to tell her) Uh-oh, uh-oh, the laundry's done. It's, uh, it's a song. The laundry song that we sing. (singing) Uh-oh the laundry's done, uh-oh, uh-oh.
Aurora: It's not Rick.
Phoebe: She's already fluffed that pillow... Monica, you know, you've already fluffed that- (Monica glares at her.) -but, it's fine!
Phoebe: Hey! It's raining. I don't want to fly in the rain. So
Rachel: ah ha ha. ah ha ha. <evil meancing laughter> It's forty five.
Jill: (on phone) Hi Mom, it's Jill.
Chandler: Hey, it's me.
Monica: (to everyone) It's Chandler! (on phone) Are you OK?
Jill: (checks) Sorry, it's not.
[Scene: Monica and Rachel's, The phone rings; it's Chandler.]
Joey: No, eh, oh-oi, easy, it's not a hot dog!
Joey: It's never gonna happen.
Mr. Heckles: Er, yeah, it's mine.
Ross: Oh, no, it's great. It's great. He is... He is an amazing guy.
Chandler: What are you, stop naming dwarves! (on phone) Hello, Janice. Hi, I'm so glad that you called, I know I've been acting a really weird lately. And, it's just because I'm crazy about you, and I just got...stupid, and, and scared, and....stupid a couple of more times. I'm sorry. (listens) Really?! (listens) Really?!
Sandy: No, none at all. You need to be happy with whoever is in your home... Although if you don't mind telling me, what was your problem? Maybe it's something I can work on in the future.
Monica: Hello? Hello? Oh! Rachel, it's Paolo calling from Rome.
Phoebe: Okay, it's in spasm.
EDDIE: Well, not unless it's got something to do with dehydrating my man because right now I'm a dehydrating maniac!
Rachel: Hello? Yes, she is, hold on a second, please. Monana, it's for you, the credit card people.
Ross: Some days it's all I can think about.
Joey: Look at you, all sweet and innocent, sleeping like an angel... with Emma's chubby little hands wrapped around ya. (he picks up Hugsy) It's okay, Emma, you stay asleep. (Emma cries)
Rachel: (holding the phone out to Chandler) Chandler? It's Alan, he wants to speak to you.
Phoebe: Okay, umm, it's this tragic love story between Cathy and Heathcliff and umm, it takes place on like these really creepy mores in England. Which I think represents the wildness of Heathcliff's character. I totally get symbolism.
Phoebe: It's nice that he has someone.
Janice: Ow. Um, it's just my lens. It's just my lens. I'll be right back.
Rachel: I don't know. I don't know... I thought about it all the way there, and I thought about it all the way back... and, uh, oh, you guys, y'know, it's Ross. Y'know what I mean? I mean, it's Ross.
Fake Monica: Yes necessarily! I mean, I dunno what it is, maybe it's the Amish thing.
Phoebe: It's your thing, and-
Monica: I think it's romantic.
Chandler: It's gonna be okay, right? I mean she's not gonna leave me? This is, this is fixable.
Monica: Hey everybody! It's Fun Bobby!
Chandler: Alright, somebody kiss me. Somebody kiss me, it's midnight! Somebody kiss me!
Sandy: It's okay. I get that a lot doing what I do. But I am straight. I-I'm engaged actually.
Rachel: Ohh, it's me and La Poo! Wow! I miss that dog.
Aunt Lillian: You know, whatever we pick, she would've told us it's the wrong one.
Ross: No. It's the one he's licking.
Joey: I dunno what to say, Ross. Uh, it's a monkey.
Mrs. Bing: No, it's you!
Rachel: Honey, you can say it, Poconos, Poconos, it's like Poc-o-nos (touching Paolo's nose with forefinger with each syllable)
Phoebe: Well, actually it's just from me.
PHOEBE: Listen to you two. It's so sad. Looks like I'm gonna be going to the goddess meetings alone.