words in movies
Chandler: David, let me stop you there 'cause I think I see where this is going. I'm not very good at giving advice. So if you want advice, go to Ross, Monica, or... Joey, if the thing you wanna advice about is pizza toppings or burning sensation when you pee.
Chandler: Oh, because his penis was too big. (he notices that David is not amused) Oh, I'm sorry, that's the kind of thing I do. (pause) They broke up because Mike didn't want to get married. Hey, what if you just let Phoebe know you'd be open to marriage?
Phoebe: Come on Mon, let her throw the ball.
Ross: Okay, y'know what, lets just cut to the chase here. Okay? Heidi, which of my boys do you like?
Rachel: Umm let me think...What do I want, what d-o I w-a-n-t...
Ross: Let go! Let go!
Monica: Let go!
Ross: No! You let go!
Monica: Let go!
RACHEL: Would you let me talk. [flicks Monica on the forehead]
Joey: Come on Treeger, dont say that. You just ahh, you just need more practice. Here, come on, lets ahh, lets try it again. Come on. (they start dancing again) Plus, it was, it was probably mostly my fault, anyway. I mean, yknow, Im not really that comfortable dancing with a(Treeger throws him) We-he!! Hey!
JOEY: Ahh, alright, alright, alright, I was young and I just wanted a job, OK. But at the last minute I couldn't go through with it so they let me be the guy who comes in to fix the copier but can't 'cause there's people havin' sex on it.
Phoebe: I'm not. I'm praying. (looking up) Please let the Knicks win... Thank you Thor! (Mike is standing up) Where... where are you going?
Emily: All right, all right, if you insist on doing this, at least let me help you.
Joey: No, no, no more! I cannot lose another dime! Im serious this time! In-in fact, look, theres aI wanna give you something. And let me give it too you know before I pawn it for Cups money. (He rolls the big white dog over) Now, I want you to have the big white dog as a kinda of a, yknow, thank you for being such a great roommate.
Phoebe: (turning around and picking a cup off of a table) Oh, hey, look, I found coffee! (handing her the cup) Okay, lets skedaddle.
Rachel: Awe! (Emma laughs) Oh my God! Looks, she’s a little dare-devil! Oh, let me push, can I push?
Phoebe: Oh, hey, hey Nick the boxer lets see what you got. All right ya, put em up. Come on. (they start shadow boxing)
Monica: Oh! (Gets up) Lets see, well if this is the wedding hall then umm (Walks away) youre parents will be at home in Queens.
JOEY: I don't know, you see somethin', you hear a word, I thought that's what it was. Let me see it again.
Gunther: Let it be me! Let it be me!
Joey: Ah, let me see! (she hands him a pile of tissues) Damn, that's a lot of guys! Are you a little slutty?
Phoebe: Im going to let him.
Ross: Enough with geography for the insane, okay? Lets play some ball, guys.
Male Jeweler: Okay, I can let it go at eight.
Joey: A handsome man enters. (Playing the part of the handsome man.) Hey! How's it going guys? I don't know what you two were talking about, but I'd like to say thanks to both of you. You, (Ross) you wouldn't let me give up on myself, and you (Chandler) well you co-created Fireball. The end.
Joey: Yeah! Well, I think well see if they actually let you play. Huh? I mean they tell you anything you want to hear like-like, "You look 19," and then they just take it away like-like, "No you dont."
Joey: All right, lets get me back up there! (Holds out his picture.)
Monica: Okay, lets start with the free messages outside the UN.
Chandler: All right. Yes. Okay. I get your point. But if its not your bra will you just let the woman clean the apartment?!
Ross: Well then a small one!! Listen, lets, we kinda have to get going!
Chandler: Ladies, ladies, lets just compromise okay? Phoebe, Rachel take off Monicas bra.
Chandler: At least let me smoke it to the good part.
Rachel: All right, lets go!
JOEY: No no, uh, don't thank me for comin' in. Uh, at least let me finish. Uh, we could take the expressway but uh, this time of day you're better off taking the budge. You were goin' for the word bridge there weren't ya. I'll have a good day. [gets up and leaves]
Frank: Yeah, so we just thought wed stop by and let you know theres still no pressure.
Rachel: God, Im not lame, okay. I can do something. I can throw, would you let me throw, come on this is my game too.
Phoebe: All right, all right, well just do our best. Okay? So lets say Im the interviewer and Im meeting you for the first time. Okay. "Hi! Come on in, Im uh, Regina Philange."
Joey: You know, on the one hand you're happy for them, but on the other hand it's hard to let go.
Kate: Nooo. And theres really no reason he should find out, so ah lets not make a big deal about it, okay?
Ross: Okay. All right. So lets see, lets play from the trash can, to the lightpost. Right. Two hand touch, well kick off.
Chandler: Okay, lets play my game now.
MONICA: Finger cramp. Oh God, sorry. Here, let me get that mom.
Monica: (Angrily.) You can let some of them go by!(Judy and Andrea go to the front of the chapel. Joey approaches Monica.)
Monica: Come on Rach, come on. Lets see whats it like to be on a winning team for a change.
RACH: And I'm in it? Then let me read it.
(Rachel is slowing trying to leave and let them talk.)
Joey: Hey Gunther, dont let that guy in here anymore! He just said Phoebes a porn star!
Joey: When that guy was robbing us, and I was locked in the entertainment unit for like six hours, you know what I was doing in there all that time? I was thinking about how I let you down!
Joey: Would you let it go Ross. It was just a dream. It doesn't mean...
The Director: All right! Lets try this again! You ready Joe?
Monica: I mean, why should I let them meet him? I mean, I bring a guy home, and within five minutes they're all over him. I mean, they're like- coyotes, picking off the weak members of the herd.
Ross: All right! You go get him! Lets go!
Joey: Let me see. (goes over and looks at the form) Oh, right.
CHANDLER: Yeah, he let us drive his Jaguar. Joey for 12 blocks, me for 15.
Rachel: Okay, let me just get a cup of coffee.
Joey: Hey! I'm in, they're gonna let me audition!
Rachel: (taking the brush back) Okay. Lets use this brush. (Hands him another one.)
Phoebe: (sees Rachel's face) What? Did you go to a costume party? Let me guess umm Pancho Vila? (Points at Rachel) and you're Bob Saget. (An old lady has sat down at the slot machine Phoebe was just at.)
ROSS: No, you let me fini...
Chandler: Okay, now lets decide who has the nicest ass.
MR. GELLER: C'mon Rich, it's my birthday, let me live vicariously.
Monica: Let me ask you a question.
PHOEBE: (singing angrily) Terry's a jerk, and he won't let me work, and I hate Central Perk!
Chandler: Okay! Okay! Let me try it again, youre gonna wanna date this next guy, I swear!
Joey: Thank you! Alright, let me see how I'm gonna start... "Dear baby adoption decider people..."
Rachel: Okay, so lets play for some pepper! Stop spending my money!
(Rachel, Chandler, Phoebe, and Joey all scooch over to let them sit down.)
Rachel: You guys, come on, it doesn't matter why we're late. We're all here now, please let us in so we can have some of your delicious turkey. (A slice of turkey on a piece of aluminum foil is slid under door)
Rachel: All right, lets do it.
Chandler: I know, lets rest and drink lots of fluids. (Holds up a glass of orange juice.)
Phoebe: I-I-Id love to. Let me just tell my friend.
Chandler: You gotta let me slam the door! (Leaves; slams the door)
Phoebe: Ameri-can. Y'know its a very hard language. Lets do it again.
Phoebe: (on phone from Central Perk) Hey Joey, I just wanted to let you know that I found a selfless good deed. I just went down to the park and I let a bee sting me.
Joey: Yeah! All right? Lets go!
Phoebe: Open it up, let me see.
Chandler: Well, I dont really know what that is, but lets!!
Monica: Yknow what, lets do the catering business.
Pete: Well let me ask you a question. Am I the Ultimate Fighting Champion?
Phoebe: Okay. Good, all right, lets get back in the car, cause its freezing, and my chest is unsupported.
Rachel: Let me see that. (Monica shows her) Oh, yeah.
Phoebe: Well not clients, lovers. But lets just yknow, try it again. Come back and-and well work through it.
CHANDLER: Stop talking, stop talking now. Let me just get this straight. You're actually stealing my hat?
Ross: Huh? Oh-oh, it was fine. Uh, it was just a misunderstanding. She didnt want me to go with her. She just wanted to let me know that shes going to Florida for spring vacation.
Ross: No, no, thats funny. But maybe its time to move on, let it go, yknow? Stop it! Besides, Rachel is going out with Elizabeths father, so ah, hes much older than she is. Looks like Im not the only one interested in fossils, huh?
Rachel: No, there is no Rachel Greep, but then this other girl overheard us and she was all, "Im Rachel Greep! Im Rachel Greep!" and he let her right in.
Stage Manager: Look, we held the curtain for you buddy. Come on, lets go! Lets go!
Frank: We were having lunch. Yeah and then all of the sudden we were like, "Hey! Y'know, were here, having lunch lets get married!
Richard: Its so great seeing you guys again. Id like to make a toast. (Everyone raises their glasses) Uh, as a poet once said, "In the sweetness of friendship, let there be laughter and sharing of pleasures for in the due of little things the heart finds its morning and is refreshed."
Phoebe: How can you let him talk to your crotch like that?
Chandler: Ooh, let me talk to him!
Phoebe: Come on! Let us be guys! Maybe we want to be guys!
Chandler: Please God don't let it be Kung Pow Chicken.
Joey: Yeah, I guess. It's just parents, after a certain point, you gotta let go. Even if you know better, you've gotta let them make their own mistakes.
Phoebe: No, but lets come back to that later!
Chandler: Fine, lets do it.
Joey: Hey! Youre here! Great! Great! Great! Lets get going buddy, weve got a scene to shoot!
Chandler: Janice, I have something I need to tell you, and I want you to let me get through it, because its, its, its not gonna be easy.
Chandler: (interrupting) Let it go!!
Ross: (stopping them) Okay, that-thats enough! Yknow, lets, lets let someone else play.
Chandler: Well lets see, there was the guy with the ferrets, thats plural. The spitter. Oh-ho, and yes, the guy that enjoyed my name so much he felt the need to make a little noise every time he said it. Nice to meet you, Chandler Bing Bing! Great apartment Chandler Bing, Bing!