words in movies
JOEY: No, no, no.� When you get home tomorrow night, you and I are going to be at the Wizzards-Knicks game . . .� courtside!
ROSS: No.
CHANDLER: (hushed) No, no, no, no, no.� Joey can't know that I'm here.
CHANDLER: NO!
JOEY: (listens at the door.)� No.� (pause) All right, I'm going in.
CHANDLER: No! Wait!
RACHEL: No!� Wait!� No, no.� Don't do that!� That's going to make them think they can come over here.
CHANDLER: Hear me out woman.� I'll go down the fire escape.� Then, I'll wait for a while.� Then, when I come up the stairs, it'll be just like I just got back from Tulsa.� Then, Joey and I will come in and see that there's no guy in here.
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.
KEVIN: All right. It's no big deal. BILL: So, she has a boyfriend. What is your situation? RACHEL: Oh, well, it's complicated. I don't actually have a boyfriend.� But um. . . BILL: Then, can I have your number? RACHEL: (pause) I'm sorry, no. BILL: Okay. (They start to walk away.) RACHEL: Oh sure.� (She pulls a business card from her purse and writes on it.) PHOEBE: (Reading the card.) Oh my God, you're giving your real number. BILL: Okay, thanks. I'll give you a call later tonight. RACHEL: Great. BILL: Bye PHOEBE: Bye. (The guys leave.) Wow. So, that's great. You, Bill, Ross, and Emma are going to be so happy together. What were you thinking?
RACHEL: No.� No, because I know exactly how the conversation's gonna go.� "Hey Ross, you know, I think we had a moment before."
MIKE: Uh, no.� I just left.
MONICA: There's no man in here.� How dare you accuse me of that.� (She slaps Chandler.)
MIKE: No.� Just his mom.
ROSS: Hello.� (listens)� Ah, no, she's not here right now.� Can I take a message?� (grabs a pad and pen)� Bill from the bar?� (writes)� Okay, "Bill from the bar."� I'll make sure she gets your number.
RACHEL: Oh, no no no no. Oh no no no no. I have to do this to her?
Rachel: Uh-huh! Nice try, but you dont get that chair anymore! All right? That is my chair now! You can sit on my lap! (Joey starts to get up.) No I take that back!
CHANDLER: No, I got him.
JOEY: No, seriously.
Phoebe: No! No! Its-its uh a real thing! Anyone can get ordained on the Internet and perform like weddings and stuff!
Mike: No, no Mike, just Crap Bag. First name Crap, last name Bag.
STEPHANIE: No.
Chandler: No-no-no-no, no, its a good thing. Why must we dial so speedily anyway? Why must we rush through life? Why cant we savor the precious moments? (to one of Joeys sisters) Those are some huge breasts you have.
Chandler: No, interestingly enough her leaf blower picked up.
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?
Rachel: Okay (desperately hands the receiver over) no, you do it.
JOEY: No problem. Hey Chandler
Joey: No no no, I am not giving you a cigarette.
Carol: Ross, you're being silly. I've tried it, it's no big deal. Just taste it. (Holding out a bottle.)
Chandler: No, I guess I just never really cried. Yknow? Im not a crying kind of guy.
Kathy: Yeah. No, this is great. Thank you, Chandler. (They hug).
Ross: No but but still you cant possibly do this alone.
Ross: It was pretty funny when I, when I hid it for a while, huh? Anyway, umm, I-I am worried about that bathing suit, not because its revealing which Im fine with, no Im concerned about your health, sun exposure.
Mike: No. well look can I think your weird and also cool for telling me the truth and also wanna kiss you.
RACH: Oh, no, Michael, it's not you. I'm sorry, it's just, it's this thing. It's probably not as bad as it sounds but this friend of mine is, is getting a cat with his girlfriend.
Monica: Ah no, you see, someone was supposed to take them down around New Years... but obviously someone forgot.
Chandler: Well, I have a girlfriend, Im-Im happy. So, I no longer feel the need to go out of my way to stop others from being happy.
Rachel: No! Theres no orange juice in there! We win!!
Phoebe: (thinking to herself) Chandlers knees. Chandlers ankles. Chandlers ankle hair. (notices the clock) Oh no. (to Rick) Okay, youre all set.
Monica: No! Rachel is meeting us here.
Rachel: No! Joey please! Please dont! Please dont leave like this! Now come on, you cannot do this to a pregnant woman! (Starts to cry.)
Rachel: Are you, are you, are you sure its ah, a new bump? I mean, no offense, Ive always thought of Ben as a fairly bumpy headed child.
Monica: You heard him! "No bigger!" "You're perfect!" "Just don't get any bigger!" Oh my god he sounded just like my high school wrestling coach. You know what? I'm going to have to talk to Chandler.
MNCA: No, I'm sorry.
CHAN: No, Amish boy.
ROSS: No, no, uh, it's not what you think. It's um the other thing.
CHAN, JOEY, ROSS: No!
ROSS: No, you don't.
RACH: No.
ROSS: No?
Monica: (No longer touched) you don't have insurance?
Joey: No! No-no. Look, theres a bug stuck in tar right here. (Bends down to get a closer look.)
Ross: No! Hey, you know what? I'm sorry. I would never force you... to hire someone you were this uncomfortable with...
Rachel: Joey, you cant let him get away with that. Ya know what, Im not going to let him get away with that. Im going to say something to himNo, I really shouldnt say anythingNo, I should say something to him. (Goes to the counter) Gunther, I want you to give Joey his job back. That is really not fair that you have to fire him
CHANDLER: No, you keep the pack. I'm all cried out today.
Phoebe: No, that would be, "Why are you being cute?"
RACHEL: No, nothin'.
Phoebe: Ohh! All right! All right. Heres what well do, Ill get twice as drunk as Monica and then no ones will even notice her.
Monica: Oh no! I dont know anything about cooking. I had to ask someone what its called when the, when the water makes those little bubbles.
(She makes a show of bending over to get her coat and showing off her bum. She then walks out, leaving no one to eat her cookie.)
Mrs. Bing: No, really, c'mon. You're smart, you're sexy...
Joey: But no, it's not close. You said it was in escrow? I couldn't even find it on the map.
FBOB: No, I'm picking you up.
PHOE: Oh, no.
RACH: Noooo, no, I'm not mad at him. I'm.. I'm not really anything at him anymore.
JOEY: No.
RACHEL: No luck huh?
Phoebe: No wait! JustOkayJust wait! You guys! Wait you guys! Dont make any rash decisions, okay? Just remember my promise, when we get married, three times a week.
PHOE: [looks at Russ] Oh, yeah! No, no, no, no, oh, oh.
Phoebe: No, no, you can get one yourself. Itll be on the house! Y'know what are big sisters for?
PHOE: No, not wieght... y'know, more like insulation.
ROSS: No, no, let me finish.
Joey: No thats all right. Dont worry about it.
Joey: No, it's just ah, I care so damn much about little Ben that uh, it was more important to see him succeed.
ROSS: No, no, wait, ok, ok, look at the other side. Look at Julie's column.
Ross: Oh no! It could be better, but its gonna be okay, right?
RACH: No, Phoebs. I'm dating Russ.
RACHEL: No, that was his costume. See, he's actually an orthodontist, but he came as a regular dentist.
JOEY: No, I'm on right after this guy shoots himself.
ROSS: No no, that's me.
Rachel: The earring? No. But look, I found my sunglasses under the couch! I've been looking for these since like last summer. (Puts 'em on.)
JOEY: No, as part of the audition. See, I'm up for this part of this guy, who the main guy kisses.
ROSS: No, you let me fini...
MRS GREEN: If you didn't pour the coffee, no one would have anything to drink.
Chandler: Then put out fire by peeing, no get invited back.
ROSS: No, that, that was, I mean, as opposed to uh, the uh, ok. Is this over yet Rach?
MRS GREEN: No.
PHOEBE: Sir! No sir!
ROSS: No. Look, I told you I am not a part of this thing.
JOEY: No, but with this new car smell, you'll think you do.
Ross: No! I talked to Joey on the set, he hasnt heard from him. I-I-I talked to Chandlers parents again!
Joey: With this ring? (Her engagement ring.) No contest.
Chandler: No! No! No! No(Joey looks at him)one can beat me.
Ross: I�m serious. C�mon, you should go. Here. (shoves her outside, while she tries to stay) No, uh-uh, just go.
[Scene: In front of Macys, Phoebe has adorned her bucket with numerous signs. Like "We are not a urinal!" and "I have no Macys info." And other stuff like that. She also has a scowl on her face as she is ringing her bell. A little old lady walks up to make a donation but Phoebe stops her.]
ROSS: No, that's fine.
Joey: Oh no, I'm sure the Xerox machine caught a few.
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?
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.)
Phoebe: No! Barry and Mindy.
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.
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?!?!