words in movies
Phoebe: Mike, let me ask you something. How many sisters does Joey have?
Ross: (in his head) Shes your cousin. Shes your cousin! If she knew what was going on in your head shed think you were sick! (She grabs some popcorn.) Or would she? Lets back up a second. She was the one who suggested opening a bottle of wine. She was the one who turned down the lights. She was the one that wanted to rent Logans Run, the sexiest movie ever. (She grabs the blanket from behind him and looks at him.) Oh, I know that look. Forget it. I want it. She wants it. Im going in.
Rachel: Yknow what, I-I have to go talk to her, would you let me just get changed?
Rachel: Okay, Pheebs, yknow what, lets look at this objectively all right? Ninth grade, right? The obsession starts. All right? The summer after ninth grade he sees me in a two-piece for the first time, his obsession begins to grow. So then
Rachel: (pauses as she thinks and exhales loudly) We We are not going to let it be a problem.
ALL: C'mon. Let her. Yeah.
RACH: Well what is it? Let me see.
RACH: Let me get my coat.
Monica: I know. How could we have let this happen?
Rachel: Okay sir, um-mm, let see if I got this right. Ah, so this is a half-caf, double tall, easy hazel nut, non-fat, no foam, with whip, extra hot latte, right? (the guy nods) Okay, great. (she starts to walk away and under her breath) You freak.
Fireman No. 3: I'll even let you ring the bell.
Rachel: Joey, you cant let him get away with that. Ya know what, Im not going to let him get away with that. Im going to say something to himNo, I really shouldnt say anythingNo, I should say something to him. (Goes to the counter) Gunther, I want you to give Joey his job back. That is really not fair that you have to fire him
Man: For God's sake, will you let it go? There's no Rachel!
Joey: Come on man, just-just let the girls stay, Ill do whatever you want.
Joey: (screaming) Why God?!! Why?!! We had a deal!! Let the others grow old! Not me!! (He buries his head in Phoebes lap for comfort.)
MONICA: Here, let me try.
Susan: Well, you know, you have to take a course. Otherwise, they don't let you do it.
Rachel: Well, my boss was at the same restaurant where I was having my interview and he heard everything. So later he calls me to his office and he tells me that he's gonna have to let me go, because I'm not a team player. And I said "Wait a minute! Yes I am." and I had to sit there for 45 minutes while he proved that that in fact... was true.
Gavin: Well, let me explain how birthday parties usually work. There are presents, and a cake, perhaps a fourth or fifth person. Ok, I ... got you the present to make up for being such a jerk to you earlier.
Monica: Oh, would you let it go already?! Youre fine!
RUSS: No, let me finish.
ROSS: No, no, let me finish.
Monica: No-no, wait! Just let me finish, okay? This isnt something that we just, we just impulsively decided in-in Vegas, this is something we both really want. And it is going to happen.
SUSAN: Come on. I'll let you lead.
Rachel: Umm, well lets see Monica and Chandler are occupied.
Ticket Agent: Oh, let me see what I can do. (Checks the computer) There are some first class seats available.
Chandler: Lets not do that any more.
Rachel: But you did! I mean, lets be honest.
JOEY: Well, let me see.
Monica: Well you let me know if you can, because yknow I can bake a pie to cover it.
RACHEL: Phoebe we just saw mine, let me see yours.
Ross: Yeeeeeep Yep-yep-yep-yep-yep. I remember when she took out on her dads boat she wouldnt let me help at all.
Joey: Let it go, Ross.
Joey and Ross: Oh, yeah. Yeah. Let her dangle.
Rachel: Come on Ross! You said you wanted to talk about it, lets talk about it!! How was she?
RICHARD: Jack, would you let it go?
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.
MONICA: Oh. Well did you get it? Let me see.
Carol: Let it go, Ross.
Mike: You know, I really don't feel very comfortable making this decision. You know, Phoebe knows you better, I'm gonna let her choose. (he leaves)
Phoebe: OkayOop! Too late! Im leaving! Come on Chandler lets go! (She storms out.)
Monica: I swear I didnt know she was a hooker! I mean whDid you let her smoke in here?
CHANDLER: Yeah. Just let me grab my jacket and tell you I had sex today.
CHANDLER: See, that's why we don't let her play.
Monica: (grabs the guitar away from her) No, Phoebe, Ill tell you what, if you get ready now Ill let you play it at the wedding.
Chandler: (laughs) Well, don�t believe everything you hear, Ken. (both turning away to files) But yeah, that�s true. Alright, let�s get started, by take a look at last quarter�s figures. (The female next to Chandler starts smoking, towards her:) Ah, Claudia, aren�t you supposed to blow smoke up the bosses� ass?
Monica: Chandler! (Joey and his grandmother shush them and wave them away, which they do.) Okay, let me get this straight, it's okay for you to flirt, but not for me.
Ross: Have you seen this? It's a new alumni website for college! It's cool! You can post messages for people, let everyone know what you're up to.
MR. GELLER: What? I'm kidding. You know I'd never let him touch the Porsche.
Joey: Oh dear God, let me think. (Starts to sarcastically think about it.)
Chandler: No, it's a book that's just a book, okay? It's an early edition of the Velveteen Rabbit. It was her favorite book as a kid. So, uh, just... let me know if she likes it, okay?
Joey: Ok whoah-hey... Let me just stop you right there, ok? First, you lied, right? Then, you lied about lying, ok? Then you lied about lying about lying, ok? So before you lie about lying about lying about lying about... lying... (loses count and begins to count the number of 'lyings' in the air but gives up.) (yelling) Stop lying!
Rachel: All right let me see. (grabs the card) Uma Thurman, Winona Ryder, Elizabeth Hurely, Michelle Pfieffer, and Dorothy Hammel?
Rachel: All right. Lets say I had slept with Mark. Would you have been able to forgive me?
RACHEL: Ok, let me take these cakes back 'cause they're gonna take that out of my paycheck.
Ross: Well let therewhat if a man comes along and puts a gun to your head and says, "You ride this bike or Ill sh Ill shoot you."
Chandler: Lets. (Everyone gets up and leaves Rachel.)
Monica: (on machine) "Hi, it's Monica. I'm just checking in 'cause I got this message from you and I didn't know if it was old or new or what. So, I'm just checkin'. So let me know, or don't, whatever. I'm breezy."
Joey: (Enters) Hey you guys Im gonna take off. I just wanted to let you guys know, say goodbye.
Rachel: Oh, really, let me see, let me see.
Monica: Thats a good question. Look umm, last night we let the dice decide. Maybe we should leave it up to fate again. I love you!
Ross: Hello. (He throws his jacket towards the coat rack and misses.) Im sorry Im a little late. Ah(Checks his watch)Whoa! A lot late. Let me start by uh, by introducing myself, I am Professor Geller. (The bell rings.) So to sum up, Im Professor Geller. Good job today.
Chandler: Oh no-no-no, I will do it. Honey, you have to learn to sit down and relax and let your husband take care of things once and awhile. (Tries the door.) Its locked, you have to help me. Why is it locked?
Rachel: Okay. Ah, well well just see about that, okay. I will read The Shining, (she tries to take the book away from him but he doesnt want to let it go) and you will read Little Women.
Chandler: Eh, y'know what, shes to political, she probably wouldnt let you do it, unless you donated four cans of food first.
ROSS: Any time. [He doesn't want to let her go]
Rachel: All right, look. Why don't you just return the book, let Joey give her the clock pen, and you give her something worse than that. Like... a regular pen.
Joey: Ooooooooooh, I slept with you! And you obviously remember me Hey! I still got it. (Turns back to Hayley) so were good. (She just glares at him) I'll let myself out.
RACH: Ross, Chandler wrote something about me on his computer and he won't let me see.
Monica: Let me think. Oh, when I was younger I used to dream that I got married to Mayor McCheese, and on our wedding night I ate his head.
RACHEL: I am. Let me just get my coat.
ROSS: Let me hold him for a sec. There. (Ben stops crying) Huh? There we are.
Monica: Rach, are you really gonna let him do this?
Chandler: Lets go.
Rachel: Are you gonna let me play?
RACHEL: Yeah you like totally let him wash his feet in the pool of your inner power.
Rachel: Im sorry, let her?
CHANDLER: Uh, two larges, extra cheese on both. But listen, don't ring the buzzer for 19, ring 20, Geller-Green, they'll let you in, OK. If you buzz our door, there's no tip for you. OK, thanks. Pizza's on the way. I told you we wouldn't have to get up.
Monica: (seeing her) Okay, lets go!! Lets hit the road!!
Rachel: Lets do it! Ross?
Monica: Okay. Lets bring it in.
Chandler: All right, I have to get that, but no-no. (answering phone) Hello? (listens) (happily) Hi! Yeah listen, I'm, I'm in need of a stripper and I was told that you do that. (listens) Let me ask you this, what, what do you do for the extra hundred? (listens) So would I, would I have to provide the grapes?
Ross: Come on, lets go!
Ross: Right. Okay, lets play. Lets go.
Monica: Lets get the show on it!
Ross: Let me see this... (he takes the trophy from Rachel's hands) Grand Supreme Little Darling, New York Division.
Joey: Oh, yeah, that. All right, means that much to ya, Ill let you have her.
Ross: Okay, y'know what, lets just cut to the chase here. Okay? Heidi, which of my boys do you like?
Phoebe: Come on Mon, let her throw the ball.
Rachel: Umm let me think...What do I want, what d-o I w-a-n-t...
Monica: Let go!
Ross: Let go! Let go!
Monica: Let go!
Ross: No! You let go!
RACHEL: Would you let me talk. [flicks Monica on the forehead]
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: 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!
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.
Rachel: Awe! (Emma laughs) Oh my God! Looks, she’s a little dare-devil! Oh, let me push, can I push?