words in movies
The Director: Joe. Hows it going?
Chandler: Thats not a state Joe.
CHANDLER: That's a good plan, Joe. Next time we wanna pick up women, we should just go to the park and make out. Taxi, taxi!
Chandler: (approaching) Here you go Joe, heres the freshly squeezed orange juice you asked for. (Hands it to him.)
Joey: Oh yeah, Smokey Joe here got half way to the highway and collapsed.
Mr. Tribbiani: Joe, your dad's in love big time. And the worst part of it is, it's with two different women.
Rachel: (quietly) Yeah. Well. (Pause.) Hey uh Joe, would mind going over to Chandler's bedroom and get that book back that he borrowed from me?
Chandler: (entering with his ringing phone) Joe. Joe! Answer the phone.
Joey and Ross: Go Joe!!!
Rachel: G.I. Joe? Do you really think he's gonna fall for that?
Joey: (entering) G. I. Joe! Cool! Can I play?
Carol: G. I. Joe. G. I. Joe?!
Chandler: Oh, good job Joe.
Chandler: (going to the bedroom) See Joe, that's why your parents told you not to jump on the bed.
Chandler: (angrily) I dont think thats what they were talking about Joe!!
Chandler: Excellent hole, Joe.
Chandler: Always illegal Joe.
Ross: Well, you shouldve seen the guy that she used to go out with. I mean, hes like Joe Rugby.
Chandler: Hey Joe.
Monica: Well, are you asleep right now, Joe? Cause I dont think you have to wear it unless you are!
Chandler: Hey Joe! We've got a couple of things we've got to check out at the new house. You want to come with us?
Chandler: He will, Joe.
Chandler: All right fine, don't do anything, just sit here and talk to us, meanwhile she is talking to him about you. And he's being Mr. Joe Sensitive, and she starts thinking 'Maybe this is the guy for me, because he understands me.'
Frank Sr.: (Seeing the look on her face) Y'know what? Strike that. My name uh, actually is-is Joe. Uh, Joe umm, Hill.
Monica: Vomit tux? Who vomited ony'know what, what you up to Joe?
Chandler: (entering from his bedroom) Guys, come on! Let's go! The puck drops in 20 minutes! Come on, Joe!
Ross: That's okay, Joe.
Chandler: (goes towards Joey) You know that's not the reason Joe. (Joey hugs him and after, he takes something from the fridge and puts it in his mouth. He goes back to where he was standing before)
Chandler: Hey Joe!
Chandler: Hi, Joe.
Rachel: What's up Joe?
Ross: (running into the hall, in slow motion) You'll never get me, Joe!!! (he then pretends that he gets shot repeatedly and falls back against Joey and Chandler's door, dead.)
Chandler: See Joe, we want you to tell stories but yknow, romantic stories. Nice stories.
Chandler: Joe?
The Director: All right! Lets try this again! You ready Joe?
Chandler: So what job did you get Joe?
Gary: Hey Joe, you ever think about joining the force? We could use a guy like you.
Chandler: Its not charity, Joe
Chandler: (Pause) Y'know, I-I can't really put a price on that Joe.
Gary: Hey Joe does it have meatballs on it?
Chandler: Hey Joe whats up?
Chandler: Look Joe, I know you wanted to do the wedding
Ross: Yeah! Good for you Joe!
Ross: Hey Joe did Did you ever have a threesome?
Chandler: Joe?
Rachel: Yes okay. (Checking the speed dial again.) Well now see this isnt telling us anything. (Reading the speed dial) Joe. Carlos. Peter. Ooh! Peter Luger! T hats a steak house!
Frank Sr.: Shh! (Whispers) No! Joe Hill!
Chandler: Well, you dont look good Joe.
Ross: Hey Joe, while youre over there how about another beer for the Ross-A-Tron?
Chandler: Look Joe, I just, I just don't want to get your hopes up real high.
Rachel: Yeah, I dont think so Joe.
Chandler: (sarcastically shocked) Really?! Joe? What would you do if you were in Rosss situation?
Chandler: Joey! Joe! (Sees that hes not here and starts investigating. He picks up the bag of chips.) Full bag. (He picks up the beer.) Beers still cold. Something terrible mustve happened here! (He decides its not that important; sits down on Rosita, and the back falls off causing him to flip over.) Oh no-no-no-no-no-no! (Runs over to Stevie.) Stevie, I was never here! (Runs out.)
Rachel: No Joe, no miracle.
Chandler: Uh Joe, when its one oclock in the morning and you dont come by? Thats okay!
Estelle: (on the other end) Joe! Im glad I found ya, I got an audition for ya!
Monica: Joe... Emus are birds. You raise them for meat.
Chandler: Joe
Mr. Tribbiani: No, it's only been six years. I just wanted to put a nice memory in your head so you'd know that I wasn't always such a terrible guy. ...Joe. Y'ever been in love?
Ross: Itll be okay Joe.
Ross: Thanks. And-and hey Joe?
Chandler: Hey Joe!
Phoebe: Thats great Joe!
Dina: Joe, I tried to wait until I was 25 like you did!
Rachel: (looking down) Oh-oh!! One hand on the sheet Joe!
Chandler: Yeah, Joe, I assure you if I'm staring down the barrel of a gun, I'm pretty much peeing every which way.
Phoebe: Hey, what's going on Joe?
Chandler: Nice job Joe! Youre quite the craftsmen.
Ross: Joe Im not kidding
Chandler: Well, youre gonna have to leave sometime, because you both have jobs, and as soon as you do, were switching it back! Theres nothing you can do to stop us! Right, Joe?
Chandler: Hey Joe! You wanna shoot some hoops?
Ross: Not using it right, Joe.
CHANDLER: What's up Joe?
Chandler: Good job Joe! Well done! Top notch!
CHANDLER: It's Joey.� (He answers it, holding it out so that Monica can hear too.)� Hey Joe.
Chandler: Listen ah, Joe, I-I need to, I need to talk to you about something.
CHANDLER: There's nobody here Joe.
Chandler: Where you going, Joe?
Chandler: I'm afraid I can't let you do that, Joe.
Ross and Chandler: Come on! Joe!
Monica: Don't worry Joe, I won't come next year!
Chandler: Hey Joe!
Monica, Rachel, Chandler: It's over/Joe!
Rachel: It's open! (Joey walks in) Hi, Joe!
Ross: Uh, Joe, have you looked outside?
Chandler: Joe, I told you, you're just not right for the part.
Chandler: Work, Joe!
Chandler: Joe...
Rachel: Ok! Can't believe I'm risking this again, but you're on! All right Joe, you remember the rules! Heads I win, tails you lose.
Chandler: Hey Joe!
Angela: Yeah, well, sorry, Joe. You said let's just be friends, so guess what?
Joey: Guys? Everything ok? It's me, Joe...
Chandler: Yes, Joe?
Rachel: Oh God. What about you, Joe? What would you give up, sex or food?
Phoebe: Uh, Joe?
Chandler: (nods in appreciation) Shovely Joe!
Rachel: Oh, okay. Is that what you want to do? You wanna go over and give a little shout out to the old, hot chickas? Okay, lets do that Sailor Joe. Quick question though, (grabs some of the rigging) whats this called?
Chandler: Hey Joe! How's the second draft of the letter coming?
Rachel: Ok, let’s work from the top down! (Joey nods, but then puzzled because he does not get it) Just work the bra, Joe!
CHANDLER: Game's tomorrow night Joe.
Monica: (sliding into Joeys place on the couch to try and talk to Phoebe) Huh? Whatd ya say Joe? Ill be right there. (gets up and joins Joey)
Chandler: Twenty percent is a pretty generous tip Joe.