words in movies
Ross: Uh sweetie, maybe youd be more comfortable here? (Gets up from the green armchair.)
Chandler: Dont go! Im sorry. Im so sorry! (Sees another guy who is still asleep.) Look! This guy fell asleep! He fell asleep too! Be mad at him! (Looks at him more closely.) Or, call an ambulance.
(They hug and then kiss one more time.)
Monica: Thats it. Im done. I dont care when the baby comes, no more betting.
Monica: Hello? (Listens) Uh-huh. (Listens) Uh-huh. (Listens) Okay. (Hangs up.) I guess we can bet one more time.
ROSS: Ooh, I, I'm so sick of missing stuff. Ya know, I want him for more than, than a day, I want him for a whole weekend. No listen , I mean, I feel like-
Guy: I-I think Im gonna look around a little bit more.
Chandler: Well, listen I ah, still have one more person to ah meet, but unless it turns out to be your sister, I think youre chances are pretty good. (Eric offers to shake hands) All right. (Chandler hugs him.)
(Joey looks at his friends, thinks a bit more, then realises.)
Phoebe: Yep. Put more gas in.
Monica: (Thinks a little more) Okay, Okay, (clapping her hands) All right. What if we got both houses? Huh? We can turn this house into a guest house.
[Scene: Howard's party, Phoebe is talking Ross up to two more partygoers. Ross isn't happy about it.]
Chandler: Y'know, of all my friends, no-one knows the crap I go through with my mom more than you.
Mr. Kaplan: Well, dont think I havent noticed your potential. Well, Ive got a project for you thats a lot more related to fashion. How does that sound?
Phoebe: Yeah, but at what cost? Six more months, three meals a day, Im gonna eat like, yknow millions of cows.
MONICA: Okay, one more, please. Come on, I'm gonna get it in this time, I will.
Monica: Y'know what, dont tell us. Well just wait until Chandler gets home, (to Phoebe) because itll be more fun that way.
(Ross leans in and kisses her. They both look at each other for a moment, and then embrace in a more passionate kiss.)
Monica: Yeah. Which one do you like more?
Joey: (excited) A little bit more.
CHANDLER: Yeah, Ross can't go so it's between my friend Eric Prower who has breath issues and Dan with the poking. [starts poking Monica in the shoulder] 'Did you see that play? Do you want some more beer? Is that Spike Lee?'
Mrs. Geller: Just think about it. If you dont, Ill talk more about humping.
Chandler: Pulling flowers out it makes the bag look a lot more masculine.
Monica: (entering) Ross (who has his foot on the coffee table), foot on the floor or come over no more!
Monica: Honey, umm I-I love you, (laughs) but umm, if you call our wedding a party one more time, you may not get invited. Okay? (Laughs) Listen, we could always earn more money, okay? But uh, were only gonna get married once.
Ross: No Joey! Look why dont, why dont we just let her decide? Okay? Hey-hey, well each go out with her one more time. And-and well see who she likes best.
Chandler: Y'know what, I think we can go out there. I mean they have more important things to worry about.
Kate: Well umm, maybe if it had more heat.
Rachel: Yeah, and also we need more umm, drinks. Hold on a second. (Gets up but stumbles a little bit.) Whup, okay. (She makes it to the phone and picks it up, without dialing.) Hello! Vegas? Yeah, we would like some more alcohol, and y'know what else? We would like some more beers. Hello? Ohh, I forgot to dial!
Ross: I just, I had to see you one more time before you took-off.
[Scene: Rachel and Barrys bedroom, Rachel is returning from her disastrous attempt at an affair to find that Barry was much, much more successful with his.]
Chandler: Could we be more white trash?
Monica: There's more beer, right?
RACHEL: Yes, absolutely. I would wait and wait. . . then I'd wait some more.
Doug: Well, say no more. Y'know it takes guts to bring this up. Bing! Youre okay.
CHANDLER: Why must everybody watch me sleep? There'll be no more watching me sleep, no more watching.
Mr. Simon: Why wasnt I offered that? Id definitely pay more for that.
Kate: I think my characters gonna need a little bit more of reason than that.
Monica: Okay, look, I-I have enough stuff for one more sandwich, I mean I was going to eat it myself, but (motions that he can have it.)
Rachel: Yeah I am, I am! Oh, but first of all, Monica, I would like to introduce you to my very talented colleage and more importantly my wonderful friend Gavin Mitchelle.
Phoebe: You know, now you're more like, you know like, "Mr. Caring Boss," "Mr.", you know, "I'm one of you, Boss," "Mr., I wanna be your buddy, Boss Man Bing!"
Ross: Fine! No more dinosaur stuff! Can I talk about fossils? (Joey is about to sit down and hears this so instead he groans and exits.)
Chandler: Well, not me. But that's what's happened, and, ah, and, and there's more. We should take a trip.
Chandler: And you're thinking of taking it? (Pause) So before you said being me with me was more important than any job, but I guess now it's old job, (Raises his hand) me, (Raises his hand) new job.
Chandler: If I'd known you guys were coming over, I would have brought more pizza. (they all burst out in a thundering laugh)
Joey: It will be when you look like that in a tight skirt! This is great! Im getting more dates than ever!
PHOEBE: No, only the three of you, any more than that and she'll get suspicious.
Chandler: Well, before we answer that, I think we should address the more important question. How dumb are you?
Monica: Okay Ben, why don't you come open some more presents, and Santa, the Armadillo, and I have a little talk in the kitchen? There's a sentence, I never thought I'd say.
(She kisses him. Ross leans back for a second, and then they both kiss, more passionately this time as U2's With or Without You plays in the background.)
Rachel: Well, they uh, they-they do more than that.
Rachel: Say more things like that.
Joey: Okay, and ah, this one here is a Douglas Fir, now its a little more money, but you get a nicer smell.
Chandler: Could I be more sorry. (Looks at Joey.)
Ross: We make a great foursome. We should do more stuff together. Ooh! Let's take a trip. Okay, where do you think we - we can go?
Rachel: Are any of you guys free tonight? My boss is hosting this charity event for underprivileged kids and the more people I bring, the better I look. So, Monica? Chandler?
Rachel: So if you think I didn't say goodbye to you because you don't mean as much to me as everybody else, you're wrong. It's because you mean more to me.
MONICA: A salad? Really I, I could do something a little more complicated if you like.
Chandler: Well yes yes... You look nice can mean that your face looks nice. I want to compliment your body. I mean..I wouldn't change it. At all. And more specifically, I wouldn't want anything to get any bigger.
Rachel: Wow! If only more people knew.
Conan: Well be right back with more Friends, less me.
Chandler: (pours more and slides the refill to Joey) All right, say you do that. You know sooner or later somebody's gonna come along that slices a better cheddar. And then where're you gonna run?
Rachel: I-I-I of course, I have more responsibilities than that.
[Scene: The Subway, Joey sees his poster and he peels off the caption on his poster, revealing more posters underneath. The captions read, as follows:
The Housekeeper: More turkey Mr. Chandler? (And he makes eyes at him.)
Chandler: Couldn't be more out. (throws in cards)
Chandler: You know, once youre inside, you dont have to knock any more.
Phoebe: Okay. (they start to leave, he is still following her) Okay, you don't have to walk behind me any more.
Chandler: Really? Worse than, "More turkey Mr. Chandler?"
[Scene: Ross's Apartment; Ross is pacing while Joey and Chandler are working on some more furniture.]
Chandler: Y'know, I don't know if you've ever looked up the term goofing around in the dictionary Well, I have, and the technical definition is, two friends who care a lot about each other and have amazing sex and just wanna spend more time together. But if you have this new fangled dictionary that gets you made at me, then we have to, y'know, get you my original dictionary. I am so bad at this.
Mrs. Burgin: Oh, say no more!
Ross: One more day, seriously/
Rachel: I know. (Hugs him more violently this time and pushes him back away from the letter.)
Ross: No, please, please, um, its for a poor little girl who wants to go to Spacecamp more than anything in the world.
Monica: Of course theres another guy!! This is even more perfect! Now you have to prove your love!
Mike: Done it. (Phoebe becomes a little more subdued) I'll be back in a couple of hours.
Joey: It's okay. You know, I totally understand, alright? You guys, make way more sense than her and I ever did, you know. And... I want you to be happy.
RACHEL: Now I love you even more.
Joey: Im sorry! Okay? I went down to the gift shop and its either this or a bathrobe! Look, whats more important, the way Im dressed or me being with you on your special day?
Rachel: I know, I can do more than cook.
Monica: No. No, just, just, just a couple more boxes. It-it-its no big deal, all right, Im-Im cool. You gotta help me out with a couple more boxes!
MRS GREEN: I mean, this is no offense to your dad, sweetie, but I was thinking there might be more.
Gary: (To Phoebe) Would you like some more coffee, baby-doll?
Chandler: Oh no-no-no, no more offers. You cant offer anything to us!
Emily: Thats just halftime, theres more of this.
Phoebe: Okay, okay. If I were omnipotent for a day, I would want, um, world peace, no more hunger, good things for the rain-forest...And bigger boobs!
Joey: Calm?! I wasnt calm! Ive never been more scared in all my life!
Tag: Wait! I think I see where youre going, but before you say anything else, can I just say one more thing? (Kisses her.)
Bob: Toby! Im not gonna let you cover for him. Anything you say right now will just get me more upset with Chandler!
Joey: Uh, y'know what, were having second thoughts about our copying needs. And well need a little more time to think about it.
Ross: Okay, Jasmine, please, please dont. I love my girlfriend very much, and I want more than anything to just work it out with her. Okay?
Mr. Geller: Now I'm depressed! ...(To everyone) Even more than I was.
Joey: Um-hmm! Look, I-I-I don't know how much more of this I can take! Did you know he taped over my Baywatch tape with some show about bugs! My God! What if that had been porn?
Ross: (Stepping in between them.)Okay! Okay! Thats it!! Parents!! Parents!! Back away!! All right, this is our wedding day! From now on everyone gets along, and if I hear one more word. NO GRANDCHILDREN! (Pointing at his mother.) Thats right!!
Rachel: Okay, well cant you just try it one more time Ross? For me? For me?
Chandler: Yes that would have made more sense.
Joey: (gets very angry) Damnit Carl! (Carl goes to say something more, and Joey silences him with a grunt.)
MONICA: Rachel you have to read this book. It's called Be Your Own Windkeeper. It's about how women need to become more empowered.
Joey: When I'm with a woman, I need to know that I'm going out with more people than she is.
[Scene: Looking through Ross's window, he's doing more pantomimes. The first one is he's walking a dog that has stopped, then suddenly tugs him forward.]
Chandler: Well, I got a job interview. Its kinda a big deal too. Its a lot more money and Id be doing data reconfiguration and statistical factoring.
[Scene: Joey and Rachel's, Chandler is playing Playstation, Crash Team Racing to be exact (hes in last on Hot Air Skyway to be more exact) as Joey enters from his room desperately trying to look like a 19-year-old. Hes got the wool cap, hes got the cut-off Knicks jersey over the faded T-shirt, and hes got the whole pants-around-the-knees-showing-off-the-boxers thing that rich, white, suburban kids have adopted in a desperate and extremely futile attempt to try to look like theyre from the inner-city.]
Phoebe: Okay, so we got some more good rejections, lots of stuff to work on.
Mrs. Geller: (holding two pies) Monica, why don't you finish off these pies? I don't have any more room left in the fridge.