words in movies
Phoebe: Oh I do! (She grabs her huge purse and starts rummaging through it and taking out various items in a futile search for the gum.) Oh, yknow what? No. (Pause) Wait a second. (She removes a bag filled with water that has a goldfish swimming in it.) I know its in here somewhere.
Rachel: Honey, no one thinks youre a pansy, but we do think you need a tissue. (She notices something hanging from Monicas nose, as does Joey.)
Gunther: No!
Jill: No! They did! (Points to Phoebe and Ross)
Rachel: No, of course, of course Ive heard of them! Ross, what did you get?
Jill: No you stop!
Ross: No, you stop!
Phoebe: No. No. Its just I was umm, I was with Ross and Jill after you left and umm, Im pretty sure I saw a little spark between them.
Rachel: Oh there is no way.
Rachel: Oh my God! I can not believe that! I mean I dont really like it when Ross goes out with anyone, but my sister isnt that like incest or something?! Oh my God, and theyre gonna have sex! Oh! Oh no what if he marries her too?! Oh this is just terrible, this is just terrible. And I cant stop it! I cantI dont own Ross! Yknow? And Jill, she should be able to do whatever it is that she wants to do! And oh my God, I cant believe Ross is marrying my little sister, this terrible. Oh my God, this is just the worst thing that could have ever happened to me.
Jill: Oh no! But I just walked past three sales and I didnt go in. How strong am I?
Jill: Me go out with Ross?! No! God no! What would make you think that?
Jill: No! I mean hes nice.
Rachel: No! No I, no Ross is not a geek!
Jill: No! Yknow what Rachel? Youre right, yknow he has been really nice to me.
Chandler: I was asleep. (She takes off her robe and starts to shiver) Oh no! No-no honey! Yknow whats sexy? Layers. Layers are sexy. And blankets are sexy. And oh! Hot water bottles are sexy.
Gunther: You are no longer authorized to distribute birthday muffins.
Monica: Oh no its not, no its not. Its a first date. Im sure that nothing is gonna (as she is talking we see Ross close his drapes.)
(There is no credits scene, just a preview of the next couple of episodes.)
MNCA: [takes a sip] Mmmm, no.
JOEY: No one.
Ross: No, no, I knew (he stares at her breasts).
Tag: No. We had a really good talk. I dont think Im gonna do that bar scene anymore.
Chandler: No not (imitating) Candy Lady.
RACHEL: No, no, no, no I don't think it's weird, I think, I think umm, in fact, in fact you know what I think?
RACHEL: No no no, wait, I wanna see what happens.
Joey: Naa, no. This is the part I'm actually good at.
Ross: Emily is incredible. I mean there-there are no words to describe it, I mean the whole weekend was like a dream. (Sees Rachel coming back from the bathroom.) Oh! And you! Rach!
PHOE: No, whad'ya mean? He's not British.
Phoebe: Oh no. [The patented version.]
Mike: No, no! What I mean is, I hate going back to my apartment now... and partly because I live above a known crack den but... mostly because when I'm there, It's just, I really miss you. So.. do you want to move in together?
CHANDLER: No one was around to hear that?
Phoebe: No! Barry and Mindy.
Monica: No, he'll be fine. It's the other five I'm worried about.
Monica: Anybody lose this? (Holds up the chip and the woman next to her shakes her head no.)
Bitter lady: (now yelling) Well, you're not gonna get one! Because in life there are no intermissions, people. Chapter 7: Divorce is a 4 letter word. (Now standing right in front of Chandler and bending down almost to his level as if speaking to him, yelling even louder) How could he leave me?!?!
RACHEL: No. [hitting again]
CHANDLER: Oh, no no no, she took off with my clothes.
Chandler: It's just that I'm sick of being a victim of this Dick Clark holiday. I say this year, no dates, we make a pact. Just the six of us- dinner.
CHANDLER: No, no, this is the first time.
CHANDLER: No, no, you don't have to see.
Phoebe: Yeah, no kidding, this just proves no good can come from having sex with Ross!
CHANDLER: No. I'm not letting you or anybody else see, ever.
MONICA AND RACHEL: Oh, no no no no no.
MONICA AND RACHEL: No no no no.
Phoebe: No! Think about it okay? This isnt even my regular job! Okay? And my first day on the job, youre my first call! And-and somebody else mightve hung up on you, but I wouldnt do that because I know about this stuff. My mom killed herself.
Rachel: No, no, no.... the, um, the... 'love' part?
MONICA: No really, they're OK.
PHOEBE: What, what's about to happen? [starts watching] I've never seen this part before. Hey, Travis, watcha doin' with that gun? Oh no, no no Travis, put down the gun. No no no no, he he's your buddy, he's your Yeller, no, no no, the end, THE END. [hear the gunshot from the TV] [Scene:Monica and Rachel's apartment. Richard is on the balcony smoking and Monica is on the phone.]
Rachel: No. Yeah, and I know that. All right, well thank you so much for coming in it was nice to meet you.
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.
ROSS: Hey, hey buddy, Marcel. Marcel. [Marcel doesn't react so Ross starts singing] In the jungle, the mighty jungle the lion sleeps tonight. [no reaction from Marcel, Monica and Joey urge him on] In the jungle, the mighty jungle the lion sleeps tonight. [Marcel looks over and everyone joins in] a-weema-way, a-weema-way..... [Marcel runs over and hops up on Ross's shoulder]
CHANDLER: No, I'm alright, thanks.
Ross: No really, I mean, I mean, God, I could use a friend.
ROSS: No, but. . .
RACHEL: Ross, there is no us, OK.
RACHEL: NO but Ross. We are never gonna happen, OK. Accept that.
RACHEL: No, no, ACC-cept that.
Chandler: I know, me too. Hey! Y'know what if we went away for a whole weekend? Y'know we'd have no interruptions and we could be naked the entire time.
Monica: Because I don't have the money or the equipment to handle something that big on such short notice. I mean there's no way.
ALL: No, no, no.
Rachel: What, no, no, no, mine are deceptively small I mean, I-I-I actually sometimes, st-stuff my bra.
Phoebe: Okay, but, well, before you say no, my friend Susanne is entering her kid and compared to Emma she's a real dog!
Joey: No. (Pause) wait a minute what was the little mermaid?
Monica: No, no, no. They say it's the same as the distance from the tip of a guy's thumb to the tip of his index finger.
Mike: No, no, we're here to give the money back.
ROSS: No.
ROSS: No.
ROSS: No.
CHAN: [weakly] No.
Rachel: No, I didn't. I wouldn't say I had the keys unless I had the keys, and I obviously didn't have the keys.
Joey: It made you feel good, so that makes it selfish. Look, there's no unselfish good deeds, sorry.
MONICA: No one.
JOEY: No, inside good, outside bad.
Rachel: Hey! Hey-hey, now this was no ones fault Pheebs. Okay? It was an accident.
Erica: No, I don't mind you touching my belly, but right now your hand is kind of blocking the part where the baby is gonna come out.
Benjamin: No! I'm sorry, we were looking for "Baby It's You". Baby It's You.
Chandler: No, I have a great idea for a present for her.
ROSS: No, no, we won't.
Phoebe: (just Phoebe) No, answer his.
Ross: Mona? (Theres no answer, so he starts to leave but remembers where her extra key is. He reaches atop a hall light just outside her door and grabs the key. He looks at in triumph as the pain from it being hot moves along his nervous system to his brain, and when it arrives his brain orders his hand to drop the hot key and his mouth to squeal in pain. After dropping the key he pulls his shirtsleeve over his hand and uses the key to open the door and enter Monas apartment.) Okay, if I were a salmon shirt, where would I be? (He hears a key in the door and as it opens he dives behind the couch.)
PHOEBE: No, I think you should tell them.
Dr. Mitchell: Willya relax? Look around. No pagan altars, no piles of bones in the corners, they're fine. (Baring his teeth to clean them with his finger) Go like this. (Dr. Rosen obeys.)
RACHEL: No. Well, yeah, maybe.
RACHEL: No.
JOEY: Oh, no no, that's the beauty part, it goes with everything. [gets the bracelet from the drawer] You put this on, you're good to go. [puts the bracelet on Chandler] Ohhh man, you are so wearin' that bracelet.
Man: For God's sake, will you let it go? There's no Rachel!
Monica: No, we don't. (reaches for box)
Chandler: Yeah! Anderson just scored again! (To Phoebe) Theres no Anderson.
Monica: Well, I mean I guess there is no harm in putting my name down.
PHOEBE: No.
JOEY: No, we're alright.
Monica: (pulling the plate back) Oh-ho! But not in here! Cant eat em in bed, remember? No crumbies!
Rachel: Oh no! No! It's actuallyit's very sweet. It's very sweet. Look! (Goes to pet it and it hisses at her.) Yeah, do you want it?
ALL: No.
MONICA: Oh-oh, no no don't worry, I'm gonna wash it.
Chandler: Yeah. (Checks his hair.) Oh no wait, Im not an nine-year-old girl.
Joey: No idea! But the guy I said it to dies in the next scene so I guess it means "you're gonna get eaten by a bear".
Mike: Not possible! (they kiss, and then Mike says proudly...) She's gonna be Mrs. No Balls.
Rachel: No! No! No! Im not yelling at you, Im just yelling near you. Oh God Joey, ohh Im my father. Oh my God, this is horrible! Ive been trying so hard not to be my mother I did not see this comin. Oh, Joey, Im sorry. Im so sorry. I just wanted you to learn.
Chandler: What, no, "Nice apartment, I bet the bedrooms are huge?"
Ross: What, so this guy is helping you for no apparent reason?
Rachel: Yknow what? No. Its not over until someone says, "I do." (Exits)
Chandler: Someone's left a glass on the coffee table. There's no coaster. It's a cold drink, it's a hot day. Little beads of condensation are inching their way closer and closer to the surface of the wood...
Monica: No, I just I think that its too soon.
ALL: No.
Phoebe: (yelling from the bedroom) Get away from that! No! (she comes into the living room carrying the phone) She's just getting dressed.
Susan: You get to be the baby's father. Everyone knows who you are. Who am I? There's Mother's Day, there's Father's Day, there's no... Lesbian Lover Day.
Rachel: No! Come on! Dont make me go long. Use me. They never cover me.
Mona: No, I mean it. There are so few genuinely nice guys out there.
Ross: Eh..actually no, I don't need to because your little "Ross is dead" joke didn't work, ok, there were no responses. Nobody posted anything on the website, nobody called my parents, so the joke my friend is on you. Nobody called, nobody wrote anything, nobody cares that I'm dead. (silence) Oh my God! Nobody cares that I'm dead!?
CHANDLER: No he's, he's alright, just uh, he spends most of his time in his room.
RACHEL: Huh-hoo, yeah, no, it's still basil.
Paul: No, let me explain! Fired!!
Ross: No, no, Carol. There's nothing wrong with it. I just, I just don't think breast milk is for adults.
RACHEL: Oh my God.� I can't believe you live in that building.� My grandmother lives in that building.� Ida Green?� No sense of personal space?� Kind of smells like chicken?� Looks like a potato.
Rachel: Oh no, no-no-no, that's not, not, not, what he is doing. He's just, he's just really romantic.
RICHARD: No.
JOEY: No. No way, I'm not signing that.