words in movies
Chandler: Joe, I told you, you're just not right for the part.
Chandler: Joe...
Chandler: Work, Joe!
Chandler: Hey Joe!
Chandler: (entering with his ringing phone) Joe. Joe! Answer the phone.
Joey and Ross: Go Joe!!!
Carol: G. I. Joe. G. I. Joe?!
Chandler: Oh, good job Joe.
Chandler: Excellent hole, Joe.
Joey: (entering) G. I. Joe! Cool! Can I play?
Chandler: (going to the bedroom) See Joe, that's why your parents told you not to jump on the bed.
Rachel: G.I. Joe? Do you really think he's gonna fall for that?
The Director: Joe. Hows it going?
Chandler: Thats not a state Joe.
Chandler: Always illegal Joe.
Chandler: (angrily) I dont think thats what they were talking about 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: Hey Joe!
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.'
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: Hi, Joe.
Frank Sr.: (Seeing the look on her face) Y'know what? Strike that. My name uh, actually is-is Joe. Uh, Joe umm, Hill.
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.)
Rachel: What's up Joe?
Chandler: See Joe, we want you to tell stories but yknow, romantic stories. Nice stories.
Ross: Yeah! Good for you Joe!
The Director: All right! Lets try this again! You ready Joe?
Chandler: Its not charity, Joe
Chandler: Hey Joe whats up?
Gary: Hey Joe, you ever think about joining the force? We could use a guy like you.
Chandler: Joe?
Chandler: So what job did you get 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?
Ross: Hey Joe did Did you ever have a threesome?
Chandler: Look Joe, I know you wanted to do the wedding
Chandler: Well, you dont look good Joe.
Frank Sr.: Shh! (Whispers) No! Joe Hill!
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!
Chandler: Joe?
Chandler: Uh Joe, when its one oclock in the morning and you dont come by? Thats okay!
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?
Rachel: No Joe, no miracle.
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.)
Estelle: (on the other end) Joe! Im glad I found ya, I got an audition for ya!
Ross: Hey Joe, while youre over there how about another beer for the Ross-A-Tron?
Chandler: Joe
Monica: Joe... Emus are birds. You raise them for meat.
Chandler: Hey Joe!
Phoebe: Thats great Joe!
Ross: Itll be okay Joe.
Dina: Joe, I tried to wait until I was 25 like you did!
Ross: Thanks. And-and hey Joe?
Rachel: (looking down) Oh-oh!! One hand on the sheet 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: Not using it right, Joe.
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: Nice job Joe! Youre quite the craftsmen.
Phoebe: Hey, what's going on 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.
Chandler: Hey Joe! You wanna shoot some hoops?
CHANDLER: There's nobody here Joe.
Ross: Joe Im not kidding
CHANDLER: It's Joey.� (He answers it, holding it out so that Monica can hear too.)� Hey Joe.
Chandler: Good job Joe! Well done! Top notch!
CHANDLER: What's up Joe?
Chandler: Listen ah, Joe, I-I need to, I need to talk to you about something.
Chandler: I'm afraid I can't let you do that, Joe.
Chandler: Where you going, 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!
Joey: Guys? Everything ok? It's me, Joe...
Ross: Uh, Joe, have you looked outside?
Angela: Yeah, well, sorry, Joe. You said let's just be friends, so guess what?
Rachel: It's open! (Joey walks in) Hi, Joe!
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!
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! How's the second draft of the letter coming?
Rachel: Oh God. What about you, Joe? What would you give up, sex or food?
Chandler: Yes, Joe?
Phoebe: Uh, Joe?
Chandler: (nods in appreciation) Shovely Joe!
CHANDLER: Game's tomorrow night Joe.
Chandler: (Tries to hug Joey but J. moves away) What's the matter 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?
Mike: (gets up) Joe, I love Phoebe. She's the single most important thing in my life. I'd die before I let anything happen to her.
Chandler: Twenty percent is a pretty generous tip Joe.
Ross: It's a blanket Joe, not a cloak of invisibility!
Chandler: Hey, Joe, I gotta ask. The girl from the Xerox place buck naked (holds up one hand), or, or a big tub of jam. (holds up the other hand)
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: Well, I'm sorry Joe. I didn't think the doctor was gonna buy that it just *fell* out of the socket.
Joey: (Writes it down) Joe Stalin. Y'know, that's pretty good.
Joey: Plus, y'know, I think it should be Joe. Y'know, Joey makes me sound like I'm, I dunno, this big. (Waitress looks at him funny) Which I'm not.