words in movies
Phoebe: Oh no not that guy there. That guy right there. (Pointing to an attractive man sitting at a table behind them.)
Phoebe: No way! No way! You just broke with Tag a week ago.
Cecilia: Im supposed to meet and hug a fan whose dying, but thats not supposed to be until (to no one in particular) later!
Joey: No. No, Im Joey Tribbiani; we did a scene together yesterday. I-Im the guy in the coma!
Rachel: No Phoebe! You cannot get the phone that way; thats not fair! Okay look, I have an idea. Why dont we, why dont we see what kind of number he has on his speed dial, and then from that we can tell who has more in common with him. And then whoever does gets the phone.
Rachel: Okay no way, you cannot use that to get the cute guy and the last blueberry muffin.
Monica: No, there is no way! It can not be Ross! (She looks through the window and sees Ross practicing and fumbling around with the pipes.) Unbelievable! Why is your family Scottish?!
Phoebe: No I didnt!
Rachel: No? So youre saying that if I called it, it wouldnt ring?
Phoebe: No.
Joey: No I mean it! I cant believe they would do this to you! And to your fans! I mean they are going to be devastated! Heart broken! They love you so much!
Chandler: Oh no thanks. I dont like any thing from my Scottish heritage.
Monica: No! No-no theyre not. Theyre still very angry! But yknow Chandler is also half-Swedish. You know what the Swedish people are famous for? Sitting down and being quiet.
Ross: No, youve heard my practice. Okay? Just-just give me a chance to perform for you and then decide whatever you want. And Im not going to tell you what song Im gonna play either. But uh, lets just say when its over Ill bet there will be a we bit o celebration.
Cecilia: No, he already knows that he owns everything in the room! Hes not finding it out for the first time! So, try it again.
Cecilia: No! Its because that way the camera only sees her! (She takes her hands off his face.) Do you wanna try it?
Tom: No thats my assistant.
Tom: Umm, no.
Joey: Well no, Im just in a coma. This must mean I have lines! (Realizes what that means.) Oh
Rachel: No!
Monica and Chandler: No!
Cecilia: No thats La Guardia. (Joey nods in recognition.) This is Mexico.
Ross: (to Joey) Where there is no fear of commitment.
Rachel: No, no, no, now wait, wa, wa, waa-it a minute, wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a minute. That actually, uh, that sounds interesting.
Rachel: Okay, thank you. Thatll be all. (The mail guy leaves and Tag starts to follow, but Rachel stops him.) (Excitedly) Wait! Wait! (Rushes over and closes the office-door.) Did you see that? That mail guy had no idea there was something going on between us. (They kiss.)
Phoebe: No it's not, sorry.
Rachel: No Ross!! (stands up and moves away from him) Dont! You cant just kiss me and think youre gonna make it all go away, okay? It doesnt work that way. It doesnt just make it better. Okay?
Phoebe: Yeah okay, no if it helps you okay. Yeah.
Chandler: (normal voice) No. Not anymore.
Phoebe: Yeah, no, I understand.
Joey: No! No! I-I can do it one more time! See? Look! (Eats another spoonful) Hmm, noodle soup. Damnit! (Storms out.)
Ross: There was no song. (to Monica) There was no song!
Monica: I love you. (Phoebe leans in to kiss her.) Oh, wait, wait, wait! No hugs. The dresses... Oh what the hell. (the girls hug)
(He starts the car and surprisingly in fires right up and comes to a nice idle. (Both can be rarities with British sports cars with their lovely Lucas ignition systems, which tend not to work especially in the rain.) Anyway, this being New York he is parallel parked on a street with the car in front of him only inches ahead of his bumper, likewise with the car behind him. Hes completely boxed in and cant move more than two inches. He tries to get out several times by bumping the bumpers of both cars to no avail.)
Ross: No, hey, I get that, okay, I get that big time. And Im happy for ya, but Im tired of having a relationship with your answering machine! Okay, I dont know what to do anymore.
RACHEL: No, see this isn't about the movie theatre, this is about you stealing my wind.
Chandler: Thats right! It was the wrong kind of eight, no wedding! Damnit!
JULIE: No Cobb, as in cobb salad.
Phoebe: No! But she gave me the box that it came in. It had a picture of the bike on the front. (Theyre all speechless) So I would sit on it and my step-dad would drag me around the backyard.
Monica: No Mom, I don't have a restaurant, I work in a restaurant.
Cop: Sipowicz? No, I don't think so.
Frank: No, she touched mine first!
Ross: Okay, okay. Enough, enough with the lunging. No! I'm sick of this. Okay. I've had it up to here with you two! Neither you can come to the party!
ROSS: No, no, Pheebs, we can't, ok, because--
Ross: Um, no.
ROSS: No. Man I don't wanna have to have Joey with me every time I wanna descent cup of coffee. Ya know, and I don't wanna spend the rest of my life drinking cappucino with a 'K'. I say you and I go back down there and stand up to those guys.
Rachel: Excuse me, there was no time!
Melissa: Oh no, thats-thats an old card. Umm, I wanted to get out of that and-and do something where I can really help people and-and make a difference.
Frank Jr.: Oh, no! I would never do that. No. I just was thinking that, you know, maybe you could take one.
Chandler: No way!
Chandler: (on phone) This is Chandler Bing! This is Chandler Bing! (Listens) Yes, the groomNo! Not the groom!!
Friend No. 1: Rachel stop!
Friend No. 1: What?
Friend No. 2: Youre so bad!
Frank: No, I wanna melt it.
Monica: I know that theres no hole there, I just really liked that picture.
Phoebe: No youre not, youre wondering which cushion it is.
Mike's mom: No... It's lovely. The lights and the snow. I could look at them forever.
Phoebe: Oh no! Why?
Ross: Emily? Emily! Oh my God! Oh my God, it's Emily! (He picks up a lamp and hands it to Chandler, for no reason.) It's Emily everyone! Shush-shush-shhst! (to Emily) Hi!
Joey: (whispering) No, I really have to pee.
Jessica Ashley: No, I try to save that for real awards. Now, if youll excuse me. (She exits.)
Friend No. 2: You missed the exit!
MONICA: No he went out to get pizza.
Joey: No, no, no, don't say "listen." I know that "listen." I've said that "listen."
Monica: "Hi Im Rachel, is my sweater too tight? No? Oh, Id better wash it and shrink it!"
Joey: No.
Chandler: I don't know. I can't--I just, I can't get her out of my head. Y'know? I mean, I'm a very bad person. I'm a very, very bad person. I'm a horrible person. (he waits for a reaction, when he doesn't get one) No you're not Chandler! We still love you Chandler!
Phoebe: Ooh, ok, that's it. Enough with the keys. No one say keys.
Rachel: No, I don't! Ross, I think I'm just a more secure person than you are.
Student: No.
Rachel: No.
Ross: No! For all I know, shes trying to find me but couldnt because I kept moving around. No, from now on, Im staying in one place. (He sits down on the bed.) Right here.
Phoebe: I'm telling you! Oh, okay! This is the part of the musical where there'd be a really good convincing song. (Singing) "Bam-bam, don't take no for an answer. Bam-bam, don't let love fly away. Bam-bam-bam-bam..."
ROSS: No, look, hey, it's my birthday, and the important thing is that we all be together.
Chandler: New haircut? (Monica nods No.) Necklace? (No) Dress? (No) Boots? (Monica nods Yes.) Boots!
Chandler: Sense the tone! No that kid Nate got it.
Monica: No were not.
Phoebe: Oh no, it is forbidden! No-no, Mrs. Potter fires people for fooling around with clients. And its against my oath as a masseuse.
Ross: (jumping away) That would be no.
Phoebe: (running through the door) No! Oh! Youre alive! Youre alive!
PHOE: No, I felt it on my hip. You could tell.
Rachel: Oh, I know. Hey, yknow what we never did? (Ross looks at her.) Oh no, not that. (Ross nods okay.) We uh, we never had bonus night!
ROSS: No, but, but I wanna be with you in spite of all those things.
PHOEBE: No. What do you, what do you want me to be, like some stupid, big, like, purple dinosaur?
Monica: No. Why?
Chandler: No. No! No! No!
Chandler: No.
Richard: Yeah hes no good. Do you ever (pause) think about me in a (pause) non-eye doctor way?
Mr. Geller: Ok, I have dandruff. Theres no need to laugh and point.
Chandler: No, no, no, I dont, I dont really wanna play.
Chandler: No, no, no, you say that proudly.
Rachel: Wait no, honey, honey throw it to me, throw it to me.
Rachel: No, yknow what? Its gonna be okay. I mean you dont have to have this rustic Italian feast. Yknow? And-and you dont need, you dont need this custom-made, empire waisted, duchess, satin gown; you can wear off the rack. (She starts to cry, as does Monica.)
Chandler: No, no, no, no, no!
Monica: No its not, its second.
Phoebe: I know no, no, y'know you dont deserve this, you dont Ross. Youre, youre really, youre so good. (kisses him on the cheek)
Chandler: No! That would be so awkward! LookBesides, we work in different departments. Hes on the sixth floor yknow? So he calls me Toby once in a while. Whats the big deal? It could be worse, its not like hes calling me Muriel. (Chandler suddenly freezes into place.)
Joey: No idea? Who do you think brought her here?
Joey: Whoa, whoa, no, no, I-Im not playing with this guy, now.
Chandler: No you dont! No, no, no, I say you have to give your divorce another chance.
Guy: No, you, you cant fit in that thing. Thats not deep enough.
Monica: No! Im not okay!
MONICA: No. No you can't go. No this is fun. Come on we're just getting started. Here, here's your marker.
Ross: No! You let go!
Monica: No!
Rachel: No, hey, come on, if he asked you first, thats only fair. (leaves)
RACHEL: Oh, Ross, you had to, I mean, he was humping everything in sight. I mean, I have a Malibu Barbi that will no longer be wearing white to her wedding.
Monica: It's okay. It's okay. Just pretend that it didn't happen! Okay? No one needs to know! I mean, Phoebe's not an official ballplayer! I mean, only official ballplayers can drop the ball!
Phoebe: No! Because hes in love with the British chippy! Look, Rachel, if you go, youre just gonna mess with his head and ruin his wedding! Yknow, its too late! You missed youre chance! Im sorry, I know this must be really hard, its over.
Monica: No.
Rachel: No, you're right. Well, we'll find something. Let's just get you out of that. Come on.
Ross: Oh no! Hey-hey, Im the guy! Ill get it.
MONICA: There's no man in here.� How dare you accuse me of that.� (She slaps Chandler.)
David: No, but I can't-
Rachel: No.
Ross: No.
Joey: I cant tell you that, no.
MONICA: No. Big deal, so you have a side of the bed, everybody has a side of the bed.
Ross: No, I fold. (lays cards down, and gets up)
Phoebe: No idea! I though he was soft like you!
Frank: Well, no, maybe-maybe it wasnt perfect, but y'know it was pretty cool, y'know, cause we had all those great talks y'know.