words in movies
Mike: Okay, when I got divorced, I didn't think I'd feel this way about someone for a really long time... Then again, I didn't think I'd meet someone like you... and... this may be crazy soon, but... I want you to have this... (He tries to get something from his pocket, but it's not that easy... Phoebe looks in a "what's happening" face to him. He finally has found something) No, not... that's gum. (He digs in a little more.) Ooh, five bucks... I love it when that happens, you know... Think no note's there...
Phoebe: Oh no, I want to.
Rachel: (indignant) What, the blonde with no bra?
Phoebe: (excited) No! It's a great time, come in...! WOW, hi... Oh my gosh! What are you doing here? Are you back from Minsk?
Phoebe: Thank you! God, no! You should see me when... Oh actually, no, I look pretty good.
Phoebe: No...
Phoebe: He said: Are you seeing someone? And I said no...
Phoebe: I mean I guess, I just have to... tell David that nothing can happen between us. Unless I don't... You know, complicated moral situation, no right, no wrong...
Monica: No, it just remind me of something this guy did today at work. I told you about that funny guy, Geoffrey, right?
Phoebe: No, but it sounds like it was fricken funny...
Phoebe: No, no, it's not that. (they go sit on the couch) Uhm... Remember when you asked me if I was seeing someone and I said no? Well, uhm... I am. His ... his name is Mike.
David: No... well, yeah.
David: Damn it! I-I'm sorry. I-I don't mean that. I-I want you to be happy... But only with me. No, uhm... that's not fair. Uh, who cares, leave him!. Oh, I don't mean that. Yes I do... I'm sorry Uhm, I... I think I should probably uhm... go...
David: No... no...
Phoebe: Hmmm... No, no... No, I can't do this. It's bad.
Phoebe: No, no. No.
Joey: ...No... (he just can't seem to grasp it)
Phoebe: No, no, no, no, no... It's not... it's not... i'ts not as bad as it looks... really. I was just saying goodbye to an old friend.
Phoebe: No, uhm... David and I did use to go out... but years ago, and he lives in Minsk. He's only... he's only in town for a couple of days.
Phoebe: No, no...
Ross: No! Hey, you know what? I'm sorry. I would never force you... to hire someone you were this uncomfortable with...
Sandy: Oh, no, no, no... That's okay. I got a lot of offers from other families. I just picked you guys because... I liked you the best.
Ross: Anyway, uhm...Well, I'm glad there's no hard feelings.
Sandy: No, none at all. You need to be happy with whoever is in your home... Although if you don't mind telling me, what was your problem? Maybe it's something I can work on in the future.
Ross: No, you know, it's uhm... nothing you did, it's... it's uhm... my issue.
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.
Joey: Well no, Im just in a coma. This must mean I have lines! (Realizes what that means.) Oh
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!