words in movies
Robin: Why? Why?! Whats wrong with me?!
Robin: Why is this happening to me?! I dont know, maybe its my wound.
Robin: No-no, its ooozing, oozing. (to Rachel) Could you pass me the cream? Is there anyOh, theres the cream.
Billy: Thomas, this is gonna be hard, but I wanted it to come from me, and nobody else.
Billy: Its me, Ive been sleeping with your wife.
Robin: (starting to cry) Ooh, (to Rachel) Can I have a napkin, please? Could you please hand me a napkin? (Rachel tries to grab one, but is to slow for his tastes.) Would you--Give me this thing (grabs the napkin holder from her.) all right!! Enough! (to Billy) And you are no longer my friend! We are finished! (gets up to leave) Nada!! No more! You are a bastard for doing this!! (Billy follows him) Get away from me!!
Monica: He didnt ask me to marry him.
Monica: He wanted to tell me hes gonna compete is some ultimate fighting competition thingy.
Hoshi: You are iron. You are steel! Let me ask you something, how come when I call your computer support line, I have to wait an hour and a half?
Monica: Hey, umm, so listen umm, my friends were telling me a little about this ah, ultimate fighting thing and it, well it sounds really dangerous. I-I dont want you to get hurt, cause I kinda like you.
Pete: Oh, believe me, I dont want to get hurt either. Im being smart about this. See these guys? Theyre the best trainers in the world, and Hoshi here used to be a paid assassin. (Hoshi yells at him in Chinese) A house painter! He used to be a house painter.
Monica: Promise me youll be careful.
Rachel: How could you not tell me that she has hair?
Phil: Not on purpose, he ricocheted of you and got me.
Pete: Dont worry, Hoshi taught me how to use an opponents strength and weight against him.
Monica: Hey! (she sits down next to him) Its me. Mon-i-ca! Can I just tell you how proud I am of you.
Pete: Well let me ask you a question. Am I the Ultimate Fighting Champion?
Pete: Let me tell you a story. When I set out to create Moss 865, do you think it just happened overnight? No. There was Moss 1, that burnt down my Dads garage, there was Moss 2 that would only schedule appointments in January, and 862 others that I learned from, just like I learned from this fight, never to let a guy stand on my neck.
Chandler: Excuse me, Doug? (no reaction) Hey there sports fan!!
Doug: (turning around) Bing! You got those numbers for me?
Chandler: Oh, and dont get me wrong, I appreciate the sentiment. Its just that I, I have a rather, sensitive posterior, and ah, besides, its making all the other guys jealous.
Rachel: Phoebe, we cant, we just cant just let it happen! Okay, we have to do something! We have to break them up! Okay? Just go in there and like, shave her head! You owe me one bald girl!!
Monica: Please tell me youre stopping now.
Pete: Im fine! Id fight tonight, if theyd let me. (stands up and starts swinging his arms) See this circle Im marking off here? This is my zone of terror.
Pete: I cant until Im the ultimate fighter. I will do it. Im telling you, the day will come when children will argue over who will win a fight, me or Superman. Now, Im not saying I could beat Superman, but y'know, kids are stupid.
Monica: Sit down. All right? Please, just listen to me. You are terrible at this! Okay? You are the worst ultimate fighter ever! Ever!!
Monica: Well then, y'know what? I care about you to much to watch you hurt yourself like this. So if you have to do this, then youre gonna have to do it without me.
Pete: Well if youre asking me to quit, then youre asking me to be someone Im not. Ive got to do this.
Stevens: (coming back in) Oh, excuse me. I forgot my briefcase y'know, by accident.
Rachel: Excuse me?!
Joey: Oh no-no-no, give me some specifics.
Ross: Youve got to be kidding me!
RACH: Oh my god, I can't believe you let me put this in my mouth.
Chandler: I know. You're right. What's it gonna take for you to forgive me?
Joey: Give me a number, I dont want to owe you anything!
Chandler: You dont owe me anything, I dont want you money
Rachel: I am feeling nothing. Speaking of hot, watching you do that really makes me want to have sex with you.
Chandler: Well that puts me in a difficult position.
Ross: I love when you talk dirty to me.
Rachel: Ok, that's it! Just give'em to me! I'll split them up! (she tries to snatch the bowl from Joey's hands but she can't, so she pinches his nipple and she manages to take it)
Rachel: Okay. Okay honey, hes fine, hes fine, lets just put him down. Come here, Ben. (sets him on the couch) See thats a good boy. (to Monica) How could you do that to him!! Ross trusted me, what is he going to say?!
Monica: Excuse me? He doesnt even know what hes doing!
Julie: Oh, listen you guys. I have this friend at Bloomingdale's who's quitting tomorrow and he wants to abuse his discount. So, anyone want to come with me and take advantage of it?
Joey: Hey! Look, if it didnt work its because you didnt tell it right! Show me how you did it.
Chandler: Hey, look, this name has been holding me back my entire life. Okay, its probably why kids picked on me in school, and why I never do well with women So, as of 4 oclock tomorrow, Im either gonna be Mark Johnson or John Markson.
Phoebe: Five minutes ago, a line like that wouldve floored me. Now nothing. Well, not nothing, I am still a woman.
Monica: Umm, this is going to be fun. Watch me freak out Chandler. Honey?
Dr. Green: Stay calm?!! How do you expect me to stay calm?! This is unacceptable Rachel! And I wanna know why?!! Is it because that punk Ross wont marry you?! Thats it! Is that it?!
Monica: What?! Are you kidding me?! You-you-you think were ready to have a baby now?!
Ross: Yeah-yeah, help me out here, when you come out of the "brain transplant," you are going to be her?
Amy: Now listen, not that you guys could stop me or anything cause you know you'd be dead. I was thinking about changing her name. I'm just not really a big fan of Emily. [Transcriber note: I'm surprised that Rachel and Ross didn't say they weren't either here]
Joey: Uh, well they might be a little mad at me over there.
Rachel: Hes looking at me.
Ross: They dont look any bigger than me!
Joey: Hey! I'm in, they're gonna let me audition!
Rachel: (to Monica) Sorry!! (to Ross) I just feel bad about all that sleep youre gonna miss wishing you were with me!
Phoebe: Ooh-Ooh! I did it! I did it! I figured out a way to make money! Im gonna open up my own massage place and Franks gonna help me! And! We can work it around his schedule so he doesnt have to quit school!
Joey: I may have to, I hate to do it, but Im the star! Yknow? Theres a limit to how many sandwiches I can eat off the floor. (His cell phone rings) Excuse me. (Answers it, on phone) Joey Tribbiani.
Ross: Oh what?! Is she gonna cancel on me again?! How can she do this? Doesnt she know its our anniversary?
Rachel: Oh my god. Oh my god. (She decides to make a break for it.) Excuse me. Move! Move! Emergency! Excuse me! (She tries climbing over a bench and falls down.)
Rachel: Just tell me how.
Estelle: Yeah, what time do you wanna pick me up? (Joey hangs up on her.) Hello?
Chandler: Well let me think about that, while I remove my pants!
JOEY: You really think he'd take me? I mean, we had a pretty good talk last night but, when I moved out, I hurt him bad.
Phoebe: Yeah, I know, he's sweet, but it's just not fun anymore, you know? I don't know if it's me, or his hunger strike, or, I don't know.
Rachel: (sitting at a table with some of her friends) (to waitress) Oh, um, no, no, no, no excuse me, hello. Hi. My friend ordered an onion, not an olive, and uh I ordered a rum and Diet Coke, which I dont think this is.
Joey: Me neither.
Joey: (walks up) Uh, shes with me. (Introduces himself) Dr. Drake Remoray.
Rachel: I cant. Please, you do it for me.
Chandler: Did you have a crush on me, when you first met me?
Rachel: Well, okay. Would-would you get me a Diet Coke?
Chandler: You know, guys I got to say. This means so much to me. That you would trust me with your child. I mean, we all know that Monica and I have been trying to have a baby of our own. You know I've had my doubts about my skills as a father, but that you two.. that you two.... <starts to cry>
Amanda: (In a fake British accent) It's so nice to see you! Both of you! Look at me. Look how young I look! (gives her coat to Monica as well) Oh gosh! We have so much to catch up on! But first things first: touch my abs (at which point she grabs both Phoebe and Monica's hands and places them both on her stomach) I don't exercise at all! (she pulls them down to sit.) Oh gosh, so Monica, you're married!
Rachel: Okay. Great! So now that you guys all know you can help me. Give me some advice on how Im gonna tell Ross!
Joey: Wait! Terry! WaitLookWait I-I Look, Im really sorry about before. I was an idiot thinking Im too big to audition for you. You gotta give me another chance.
Rachel: Well-well you can give them to me! I havent felt my feet in years!
Joey: Really? Me? Wow! I dont even know any huge gay people!
Rachel: Well did you know he was gonna ask me?
Monica: Okay, all right, I think youre great, I think youre sweet, and youre smart, and I love you. But you will always be the guy who peed on me.
Joey: (To God) Are you kidding me?!
Phoebe: All right, me too. (They go into her room and see that shes sleeping.) Should we wake her up?
Joey: Fake? Excuse me? Hello? (Taps the TV screen.)
Rachel: Joey proposed to me.
Rachel: Joey asked me marry him.
Rachel: Uh You didnt propose to me, Chandler didnt propose to me, but Joey did.
Rachel: You didnt propose to me. Joey did.
Rachel: Well then why did you give me a ring?
Rachel: Yeah, but you said, "Will you marry me?"
Rachel: You were gonna propose to me?
Monica: When I take a shower, she leaves me little notes on the mirror.
Phoebe: No! No! Its just that he gave me three tickets and there are six of us!
Amy: Its such a slap in the face. I'm your sister and you would give your baby to these strangers over me.
Phoebe: I can say I told you so but shes kinda doing that for me.
Monica: That was me.
Ross: Give me the bag.
Joey: No, hit me
Joey: Hit me!
Ross: Give me the bag.
Ross: Give me the bag.
Joey: Hit me.
Joey: (interrupting) Hit me, hit me.
Joey: (shouts) Hit me! Hit me!
Ross: Joey, give me the bag.
Monica: Sounds smart and healthy to me. So um, just out of curiosity, um, do you currently have any other racquetball buddies?
Monica: Excuse me?
Joey: Oh-ho-ho, you think I dont know what breaks my fridge? Excuse me! (He opens the door and feels inside.) Well what do you know! Broken! Thatll be $400!
Joey: You, you want me to help you with that?
ROSS: Uh, hold, let me see, I don't know. So what're you gonna do. . . [doorbell rings]
Issac: Aw, no problem dude. Y'know we got to look out for each other. Were the same, you and me.
Ross: Rach, you don't have to call whenever you have a little question, okay? Trust me, I know this.
Rachel: (On the phone) Excuse me? Oh yeah? Well, up yours too! (Hangs up)
Rachel: Argh! Why does everything happen to me?!
Chandler: Oh God, it freaked me out. Okay, I know it shouldnt have, but it did. I mean I like her, I dont want to stop seeing her, but every so often its like Hey, y'know what, wheres your leg? I mean Im the smallest person in the world arent I? Im the smallest person in the world.
Chandler: Dont try to make me uncomfortable with feminine stuff!
Joey: Yeah, so you found someone for me. You didn't forget?
Phoebe: Come on, give me something. What's his name?
Monica: Excuse me?
Ross: Ma, youre asking me to marry you?
Joey: What? That's the kinda thing you usually run by me.
Rachel: I believe you. So, it was right in the middle of a staff meeting so of course no one else wants to correct her so everyone else is calling me Raquel! By the end of the day, the mailroom guys were calling me Rocky!
Joey: (To Ross) Uh, Rachel's here, so good luck man, let me know how it works out. (He hangs up the phone and strands Ross in the bathroom.)
Joey: Hey! Great, youre home! Guess what Phoebe got me for Christmas! (Starts drumming.)
Mary Ellen: I'll stay if you can tell me my name.
Rachel: (entering, excitedly) Oh! Hi you guys, oh my God! Youll never gonna believe happened to me today! I am sitting in my office and
Monica: That's the nicest anyone has ever said to me!
Phoebe: No. No! It's just y'know first, I wanna take off all my clothes and have you rub lotion on me.
Phoebe: It's okay. Go ahead, ask me out.
Monica: Promise to call me when you land.
Mrs. Green: Well, I kinda did. Me. Eight weeks of me.