words in movies
Phoebe: Hey, what's going on Joe?
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?
Joey: (entering) G. I. Joe! Cool! Can I play?
Carol: G. I. Joe. G. I. Joe?!
Chandler: (entering with his ringing phone) Joe. Joe! Answer the phone.
Joey and Ross: Go Joe!!!
Chandler: Oh, good job Joe.
Rachel: G.I. Joe? Do you really think he's gonna fall for that?
Chandler: (going to the bedroom) See Joe, that's why your parents told you not to jump on the bed.
Chandler: Hey Joe!
Chandler: Always illegal Joe.
The Director: Joe. Hows it going?
Chandler: Excellent hole, Joe.
Chandler: (angrily) I dont think thats what they were talking about Joe!!
Chandler: Hey Joe.
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?
Monica: Well, are you asleep right now, Joe? Cause I dont think you have to wear it unless you are!
Chandler: He will, Joe.
Chandler: Thats not a state Joe.
Ross: Well, you shouldve seen the guy that she used to go out with. I mean, hes like Joe Rugby.
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.'
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)
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: 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.
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.)
The Director: All right! Lets try this again! You ready Joe?
Chandler: See Joe, we want you to tell stories but yknow, romantic stories. Nice stories.
Chandler: Its not charity, Joe
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, you ever think about joining the force? We could use a guy like you.
Gary: Hey Joe does it have meatballs on it?
Chandler: Hey Joe whats up?
Ross: Yeah! Good for you Joe!
Frank Sr.: Shh! (Whispers) No! Joe Hill!
Chandler: Look Joe, I know you wanted to do the wedding
Ross: Hey Joe did Did you ever have a threesome?
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: Look Joe, I just, I just don't want to get your hopes up real high.
Chandler: Well, you dont look good Joe.
Chandler: Joe?
Chandler: (sarcastically shocked) Really?! Joe? What would you do if you were in Rosss situation?
Chandler: Uh Joe, when its one oclock in the morning and you dont come by? Thats okay!
Rachel: Yeah, I dont think so Joe.
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.
Ross: Hey Joe, while youre over there how about another beer for the Ross-A-Tron?
Chandler: Joe
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.
Ross: Thanks. And-and hey Joe?
Phoebe: Thats great Joe!
Chandler: Hey Joe!
Ross: Itll be okay Joe.
Rachel: (looking down) Oh-oh!! One hand on the sheet Joe!
Dina: Joe, I tried to wait until I was 25 like you did!
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?
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: Nice job Joe! Youre quite the craftsmen.
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?
Chandler: Good job Joe! Well done! Top notch!
Ross: Not using it right, Joe.
Ross: Joe Im not kidding
Chandler: Listen ah, Joe, I-I need to, I need to talk to you about something.
CHANDLER: What's up Joe?
CHANDLER: It's Joey.� (He answers it, holding it out so that Monica can hear too.)� Hey Joe.
CHANDLER: There's nobody here Joe.
Ross and Chandler: Come on! Joe!
Chandler: Where you going, Joe?
Chandler: I'm afraid I can't let you do that, Joe.
Monica, Rachel, Chandler: It's over/Joe!
Chandler: Hey Joe!
Monica: Don't worry Joe, I won't come next year!
Ross: Uh, Joe, have you looked outside?
Chandler: Joe, I told you, you're just not right for the part.
Rachel: It's open! (Joey walks in) Hi, Joe!
Chandler: Joe...
Chandler: Work, 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.
Joey: Guys? Everything ok? It's me, Joe...
Chandler: Hey Joe!
Angela: Yeah, well, sorry, Joe. You said let's just be friends, so guess what?
Chandler: (nods in appreciation) Shovely Joe!
Rachel: Oh God. What about you, Joe? What would you give up, sex or food?
Chandler: Yes, Joe?
Phoebe: Uh, 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?
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: Hey Joe! How's the second draft of the letter coming?
CHANDLER: Game's tomorrow night Joe.
Chandler: (Tries to hug Joey but J. moves away) What's the matter Joe?
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.
Ross: It's a blanket Joe, not a cloak of invisibility!
Chandler: Twenty percent is a pretty generous tip Joe.