words in movies
Ross: Yup! You could plunk me down in the middle of any woman's uterus, no compass, and I can find my way out of there like that! (snaps fingers)
Ross: No, no, no, no, no, I don't want to know, absolutely not. I think, you know, I think you should know until you look down there, and say, oop, there it is! (pauses) Or isn't...
Ross: (interrupts) No, no, no I don't want to know, don't want to know. Ok, you know, I should probably, I should probably just go.
Ross: No problem, ok, mmmwa (kisses Carol) oh, mmmwa (kisses Carol's stomach, then punches Susan's shoulder) Susan... (Ross leaves.)
Chandler: What rule? There's no rule, if anything, you owe me a table!
Rachel: No, these aren't all my suitcases. (picks up small blue suitcase and shows to Phoebe) This one's Paolo's.
Rachel: No...oh, I feel so stupid! Oh, I think about the other day with you guys and I was all "Oh, Paolo, he's so great, he makes me feel so..." Oh, God, I'm so embarrassed!
Rachel and Phoebe: I'm so sorry! No I'm sorry! No I'm sorry! No I'm sorry!
Phoebe: No, wait, oh, what are we sorry about?
Rachel: No, no, trust, me, it's, it's, it's much better that I know. Uh, I just liked it better before it was better...
Paolo: No, that's cold, that's cold, that's...
Rachel: No. I just need to be by myself for a while, you know? I just got to figure out what I want
Ross: Uh, no, no, see, because not...not all guys are going to be a Paolo.
Rachel: No, I know, I know, and I'm sure your little boy is not going to grow up to be one.
Rachel: Uh...no. No, no, in fact, you're not having a boy.
Phoebe Sr.: Noo! No! It wasnt like that I... Remember how I told you how Lily, Frank, and I we were, we were close. Well, we were, we were very close.
Monica: No.
Monica: No you didnt. Oh and honey just so you know, now that youre marrying me, you dont get to win anymore.
Ross: No! Why?
Phoebe: Im just saying, this woman, I mean shes fictitious. No?
Monica: (to Rachel) Hey! Joey said no autographs! But if she's gettting one, then I want one too: To Monica. And none of this "best wishes" crap. I want "love".
Phoebe: No but you shouldn't! Don't ever do that again.
Eric: Eric. (They shake hands and hes squinting. And, no, its not me.)
Joey: No, Im picking you up for our date. These are for you. (Hands her some flowers.)
Chandler: No, not us (Motions Joey and him.) Us! (Motions Monica and him.)
Rachel: No! They are mine!
Ross: No thats not what I want. Uh, Im glad you guys were bonding but I
Casting Director #2: No.
Chandler: No. No I'm just tired. Y'know, from-from the walk.
Ross: No, I can't. I have back-to-back classes. Did Molly say what she had? Because my throat's been hurting?
Monica: No! Listen, Im not gonna go through this with you again, okay. Just once I wanna beat when you cant blame it on the broken nose, the buzzer, or the fact that you thought you were getting mono. Lets just call this, tie score and its halftime.
Phoebe: No its not great. No, shes coming to tell Ross that she loves him.
Ross: No, not this time. (he folds) So... what'd you have?
Rachel: Yeah, no, I don't-I don't put things in my eye.
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?
Phoebe: Na-uh, no, we are all responsible for our own babies.
Ross: No, but its-its-its hot!
Monica: And Ross, if it werent for Rachels rumor I mean no one in high school would even know who you were. She put you on the map!
Ross: What?! No! No! Wait! Youre right, this is stupid. Who cares what people think? I mean, I mean we like each other right? Theres nothing wrong with that. Come on. (They get up and go over to the table where his colleagues are sitting.) Burt? Lydia? Mel? This is Elizabeth.
Monica: No that is not what happened with us. Well, I was umm, I was really sad that night because this guy that I was Rosss mom.
Monica: (interrupting) No! You have lasagnas! (Storms out and an awkward silence follows.)
Rachel: Oh, no-no-no, no-no-no, it has become, it hasyeah. Oh no, those were four great dates.
Ross: Oh, yeah, no problems. Its all taken care of.
Ross: Eh, no problem.
Phoebe: Oh yknow whats sadder than this? Bambi. I cried for three days with that movie. No wait two! Because on the third day my mother killed herself so I was partly crying for that.
Joey: No, no, no, dont get up, I got a cooler right here.
The Cigarette Smoking Guy: (No, not the Cigarette Smoking Man from The X-Files.) Well, maybe you and your baby should go to another strip club.
Joey: No-no! No way! Joey Tribbiani does not take charity anymore.
Rachel: What?! You mean theyre not coming to a social event where theres no men and theres no booze?! Thats shocking! I dont care, as long as my moms here.
Chandler: No, I didn't misunderstand, okay? She was all over me! She touched my bicep for crying out loud!
Joey: No-no! No! No! You dont tell a Broadway guy that! Now he just thinks Im a soap actor.
Ross: Tsz... NO! (he goes to sit down, dropping a multicoloured silk streamer off his sleeve).
Monica: No.
Phoebe: Great! It worked! No ones sad.
Joey: No. Why?
Chandler: No. No. Were not gonna do that, yknow why? Because its not an even trade.
MONICA: No, but that's probably 'cause I haven't asked them yet.
Woman No. 1: (laughs) No, I hate cats.
Ross: No! The reason Im asking is that I sorta had one last night.
Joey: Oh yes I do. Otherwise whats next? Today Im just a guy who cant finish a turkey, but tomorrow Im the guy who eats half a Powerbar, wraps up the rest, and puts in the fridge? No! No, I just I justI gotta change my pants. (Gets up and heads for the door.) Jeans have no give. (Exits.)
Ross: No.
Mr. Treeger:: Ahh, thanks but no. You see I-I think Im ready to dance with girls.
Kate: Ive got no reason to stay.
Rachel: No, wait Phoebe.
Ross: No, I dont want to hit you.
Joey: Hey, dont get mad at us! No one forced you to raise the stakes!
Joey: Oh, no. Ah, I playing your husband, Victor. Im Joey Tribianni.
Rachel: No you guys, I am not getting in a car with him, youll have to think of something else.
Ross: Oh, I know. Yknow what, I never wouldve gotten this if it werent for you. No really, when Im with you Im-Im like this whole other guy, I love that guy! I mean, I love you too, a lot, but that guy! I-I love that guy!
Joey: Uh, no, shes at dance class.
Chandler: Oh yeah, I had no idea the amazing journey you go through as a woman! Tell me, tell me about your first period!
Rachel: No, Monica! Monica! We have to fix this!
Joey: No.
Joey: No.
Chandler: No! No! I support you 100%! I just didn't, I didn't get it right away. Y'know now I'm caught up! Identical hand twins! It's a million-dollar idea!
Monica: No Joey, I think he's just watchin' TV.
Phoebe: No!
Joey: (picks up the phone) Hello? Yeah, this is Joey Tribbiani... Oh, hi! Well, I'm glad you liked my letter... No my mommy and daddy aren't home right now... (looks puzzled) Okay, bye bye. (hangs up) (to himself) She was nice!
Chandler: No, just knowing you're gonna be there is enough.
Rachel: No! No Joey! U-N-I-sex.
Ross: (interrupting) No! No, I wont! Ill be at the bottom of the dating barrel now. The only guys below me will be Four Divorce Guy uh, Murderer Guy, and-and, Geologists.
Caitlin: No actually umm, I think that they're umm, gas.
ROSS: Well then that's it. And if George and Adelaide can't accept that, then the hell with them. Look, if my parents didn't want me to marry you, no way that would have stopped me. Look, this is your wedding. Do it.
Chandler: No problem roomie. (She turns around and hugs him.)
Rachel: No.
Rachel: Oh no, no, no. Oh God, you think I made out with him.
Monica: No! You are not gonna run out and leave her here!
Chandler: No! No! No!
Chandler: No, I let him winRoss!
Rachel: No-no-no, no, honey please, Ive got, Ive just have so much to deal with.
Chandler: No! (Realizes) Ahhh!!!
Kim: No. No! You're doing great! Dont you give up! That's why we didn't tell you and we're not gonna drag you down with us.
Dr. Green: This where they put it? What, there no table available in the kitchen! Hello, baby.
RICHARD: No. You have got it completely wrong. John Savage was deerhunter, no legs, John Voit was coming home, couldn't feel his legs.
Monica: No, sweetie, I-I trust you.
Chandler: No! No-no-no-no-no-no. It sounds like they really need you down there.
Chandler: No I-I-Im fine.
Rachel: Oh no, wait a minute, wait, I've got a presentation tomorrow. I can't miss that.
Phoebe: (on phone) 'Annie! Hi. Listen we got a problem with Joey Tribbiani, apparently he missed his audition. Who did you speak to in my office? Estelle, no, I don't know what I'm going to do with her. No. All right, so your husband leaves and burns down the apartment, the world does not stop.'
Rachel: No!
Chandler: No thanks, Josephine.
Rachel: No, I-I-I-I don't, I actually don't know who I'm talking about! So!
Rachel: Oh no, my dad's a doctor and he would always tell me just horror stories (stops and tries to change directions) about ghosts and goblins who totally supported the princess's right to smoke.
Rachel: Oh no. No Ross, dont do this.
Chandler: No. No, see when I first meet somebody its uh its mostly panic, anxiety, and a great deal of sweating.
Monica: No I totally disagree. No I think it's fine for a guy to do something like that. Such you an actor. Not that you need to,your eyebrows are...
Joey: No it isnt, I ate that.
Joey: No! No. Dont do that, just next time make sure she really likes me.
Phoebe: No, no actually, he's smiling.. and... Oh my God, don't do that!!
Phoebe and Rachel: No, we never do that
JOEY: Oh we're not out. No, no. We're just uh, two heterosexual guys, hanging with the son of our other heterosexual friend, doin' the usual straight guy stuff.
Tall Guy: No I dont think so.
Ross: Beef in a dessert?! I- no no no, there is no way!
Ross: No!
Joey: No! Year! Happy No Year!