words in movies
Joey: Days Of Our Lives. Anyway, youre not gonna believe it! My character is coming out of his coma!!
Joey: And-and-and not only that, Im gettin a new brain!!
Phoebe: Oh no not that guy there. That guy right there. (Pointing to an attractive man sitting at a table behind them.)
Rachel: All right, straight, and not subtle. (The man gets up and leaves.)
Dina: Well, at least Im not a murderer! (Jessica slaps her.)
Cecilia: Youre not the fan whos dying are you?
Cecilia: Im supposed to meet and hug a fan whose dying, but thats not supposed to be until (to no one in particular) later!
Cecilia: Yknow what? It doesnt matter! Because it is not true!
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.
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?!
Monica: He cannot play at our wedding! I mean everyone will leave! I mean come on, that is just noise! Its not even a song!
Cecilia: All right Joey, I will help you. Not because I-I owe it to this stupid show, but because I owe it to Jessica.
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.
Monica: (interrupting) You can not play bagpipes at the wedding!!
Chandler: Thats not really important right now. What is important is; while we appreciate the gesture, we just dont feel bagpipes are appropriate for our wedding.
Ross: Why not?
Ross: Come on thats not fair! I mean you havent even heard me play!
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: Right. Hes not angry at the room either. Try it again, he owns it! He owns the room. It is his. He owns, owns, owns, owns the room! He owns it!! (Joey gets a snooty look on his face.) All right, its a little weird, but its getting better. (Joey is pleased.) Oh well, Im gonna miss this woman so much. I dont know what Im going to do! I mean, its been 20 years of my life.
Cecilia: I am. I am, but I dont know you know. An actor of a certain age is not that easy.
Joey: Hey thats not true! Look at uh, look at Angela LansbAngelina Jolie!
Joey: Oh hey come on, dont-dont-dont do this! Umm, look let-let me tell you something, okay? Now when I watch you do a scene, Im thinking, "Boy, she-she is a great actress!" (Shes not buying it.) Uh but-but, I am also thinking, "She is hot!"
Rachel: (laughs) Youre not the man who left the cell phone.
Joey: Yeah well, Im guessing after this shes not going to be crazy about electricity either.
Cecilia: Well of course not, but you were very good.
Mindy: That's not all.
Phoebe: Of course not! And you're gonna love Mary Ellen. She's really smart and cute and funny, and I can't tell you how I know this, but she' not opposed to threesomes. So tell me some about my guy.
Monica: Is all this about you not being able to grow a moustache?
JOEY: If it's not you, this is a horrible story.
Rachel: Oh no, not in my room! I'll get him.
Chandler: That is so not... That is so not... That... Oh, shut up!
Rachel: Oh, Monica. You are not still going over that thing.
Ross: (on phone) Yeah, hi, I was just beeped. (pause) No, Andr� is not here. (to Joey) Third time today. (on phone) Yes, I'm sure... No, sir. I don't perform those kind of services.
Monica: Okay, I'm not getting this!
Monica: Did not.
Ross: I just Bamboozled Chandler! (Flexes in victory while everyone stares at him.) Which is not uh sexual thing. That was a quick shower.
Joanna: The only person that should feel awkward is you, and you didnt tell him not to call me, did you?
Rachel: Oh it... good! Yeah, but I'm not gonna hear from that for a couple of days.
Phoebe Sr.: Well, I dont know. I mean its not like we dont have anything in common. I mean I like uh, pizza.
Ross: Y'know how-how the nurse said that-that Nana had passed? Well, she's not, quite..
Monica: You're not a senior?
Chandler: Is not as important as the fact that Phoebe took care of the babies all by herself.
Ross: Are you not seeing him anymore?
Joey: That tone will not make me go any faster.
Phoebe: Uh huh. But they're not your friends anymore.
Rachel: I dont know Tag! How can your genitals make phone calls? Okay? Its not a perfect world! Just go please.
Ross: She's not even here yet.
Rachel: Can you not look at me when I say this? (He turns around) I thought that if I could get you here, I could seduce you.
Rachel: You're not an artist.
Bobby: I'm twelve, I'm not stupid.
Lydia: Oh, that is so not true.
Phoebe: Or instead, maybe you could just not marry my brother Frank.
PHOEBE: Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God, oh my God. You are not gonna believe this. I have just been discovered.
Lydia: Yeah, they're not so bad.
Carol: But they're not here yet!
Rachel: Listen, my mum is not bringing the baby back until nine o� clock. So I was hoping you and I could have achance to kind of talk� somebody here?
Ross: WhatYoure not serious. I mean shes a very nice woman, but there is no way we can take eight weeks of her. Shell drive us totally crazy.
Rachel: Did you not get a good enough look the other day?
Carol: Mushroom. Smile. They won't all be like this. Some women might even stay through dinner. Sorry, that's not funny
Joey: Sure! Why not?
Monica: No its not! You want it, youre gonna have to win it!
Ross: OK, fine, well I'm not gonna watch, alright.
Phoebe: But, I mean, do you think hes gonna enjoy it when hes up to his elbows in the diapers from all the babies they have to have right away?! This is not fair to Frank, (she walks behind them again, and hey again turn to follow her) and it-its not fair to the babies, and y'know what, its not good home economics.
Rachel: Ok, well, not a problem. We'll just use them to stop the bleeding. Ok. Baggage claim? Ok.
Ross: I prefer not to answer that right now, Im still carrying a little holiday weight.
Phoebe: Alright, wait, so what you're saying is that the chef is at the Hamilton Club, but the food is not and the drinks are there, but the bartender is not? Are you, are you FREAKING KIDDING ME!?
Chandler: Look, I may have jumped the gun here. (she tries to kiss him, but he ducks it and moves away) Um, I just got out of a relationship and Im not really in a, in a commitment kind of place.
Chandler: Not yet.
Monica: Why not?
Monica: No you're not.
Joey: Youre not stupid. Youre meaner than I thought.
Nurse: All right, all right, there's a few too many people in this room, and there's about to be one more, so anybody who's not an ex-husband or a lesbian life partner, out you go!
Monica: Honey, you're not pathetic, you're sad.
Chandler: No it's not. It's small. It's tiny. It's petite. It's wee.
Ross: No, not a problem.
Phoebe: No, no, it's not your fault. You know it's partly my fault, 'cause I made you quit cold turkey. Sorry, no. Okay, well, I mean, I can't date you anymore, 'cause your, you know (in a high pitched voice) Wow! But um, but I will definitely, definitely help you get over my sister. Okay, stalk me for a while. Huh? Yeah, and, and, and, I'll be like an Ursula patch.
Joey: What? That's not? (Realizes) Oh my God.
Benjamin: Well, yes, and now. Yes I did say it, and no, I didn't not say it.
Chandler: I did not say fat! I said, "Fa-aa-aw-ow "
Chandler: Im not freaking out. Why would I be freaking out? A woman named Heldi called and said we were getting married, but that happens everyday. (Does one of those Chandler noises.)
Monica: Look, I am not high maintenance. I am not. Chandler!
Rachel: All right, fine. Um, you were not the only one there. (Camera fades to Ross, who's listening very carefully) Joey was there too.
Monica: That is not true!
Rachel: Ok, Monica. I just have to know one thing. Did you go with her to Bloomingdale's? (Monica looks away.) Oh! Ok, ok, ok, I just really, uh, I just really need to not be with you right now. (Exits.)
Phoebe: No! Its not a cigarette! The smoke is coming out of me!
Chandler: (nervous) My duties? (Trying not to crack a joke) All right.
Rachel: Well that works out good, because I'm not listening.
Rachel: Well, you're not totally paranoid.
BEST MAN: No, no, no now in all seriousness, its not a lot of women would've had the guts to come back here tonight, and even fewer, who would do it with their asses hanging out! (da-doom-chesh)
Phoebe: ...and then it goes back to the chorus... Smelly cat, Sme-lly ca-t / I-t's not your fau-lt. And that's the end of the song... I realise that you didn't ask to hear it, but uhm... no-one had spoken in seventeen minutes.
RACHEL: Come on, they were not that huge.
Ross: (with a mouthful) That's not bad.
PHOEBE: Nah. Not really.
Joey: Don't worry, Chandler, it's not a globe of the United States.
Joey: Not from where I was standin.
Alice: Y'know it-its funny, um, Frank told me so much about you, but your not how I pictured you at all.
MONICA: You have got to get over this. You're not gonna end up alone.
RACHEL: It's really not that big!
Rachel: I'm not telling. (collects chips)
Rachel: It's not! I'm defrosting a chicken. (Pause) Oh, I uh sold Mrs. Whiskerson.
Phoebe: But ifno look, okay. These jerks might not care about you, but the universe does! And that says a lot!
[Time lapse, Ross has been demoted to the back seat with Joey and Chandler. He's not too happy about it.]
Monica: Wow, hes really not letting this go, is he?
ROSS: What, it's not your fault.
MONICA: Stop with the broom, we're not making noise.
ROSS: Y-ello. No, Rachel's not here right now, can I take a message? Alright, and how do we spell Casey, is it like at the bat or and the Sunshine Band? OK, bye-bye. Hey, who's this uh, this Casey?
Joey: All right, look, I'm not proud of this, ok? Well, maybe I am a little.
Phoebe: Umm Wow, all right. (Checks the book.) Wow! Yay! Ooh, Im gonna meet a guy! And really soon! And hes gonna be the man of my dreams. Probably not the guy I had a dream about last night. (Points at Chandler.)
Rachel: (interrupting him) No-no-no-no-no Ross! Please, come on we do not have any of the big stuff we need! We do not a changing table! We do not have a crib! We do not have a diaper service!
Rachel: Well, in my defense, you were not supposed to tell each other.
PHOEBE: Not for you.
PHOEBE: No, huh uh, no way, I'm sorry, not gonna happen.
Monica: Im with you Chandler! I mean I cant have sex with a sick person either, thats disgusting! But Im not sick! Let me prove it to you. We are two healthy people in the pribe of libe.
Phoebe: Not unless someone borrowed it and left it at the gynecologist.
Phoebe: These are not mine... Look how flimsy they are, come on! Good God! You try to hang a guy from a waterpipe with these, they'll snap like a piece of licorice.
Phoebe: Well, he may not be my soul mate, but a girls gotta eat.
Rachel: He left work in the middle of the day to do a personal errand and left you in charge when youve been working here two days? Thats not, thats not right.
PHOEBE: Yeah, I talked to my grandma about the Old Yeller incident, and she told me that my mom used to not show us the ends of sad movies to shield us from the pain and sadness. You know, before she killed herself.
Joey: Sure, I can hang out til I have to meet ya. (To Chandler) What uhHow come youre not going?
Monica: Look, these clowns are trying to take us for a ride and I'm not gonna let 'em! And we're not a couple of suckers!
RACH: Well. [looks at watch] Woah, look at that! I gotta go, I gotta date. With a man. Um, OK, you guys have a really, uh, have a really good night and you two have a, uh, have a, uh, really good cat. [she leaves carrying her tray then comes back in] OK, we're not supposed to take these when we leave.
Joey: I dunno. Some fat guy's sleeping with the store manager. He's not even jolly, it's all political.
Rachel: Oh! I do not remember him! Wow! He's really got that sexy, smoldering thing going on. (We see Will angrily staring at Rachel.) Oh my God, hes Look at the way hes just staring at me. I think hes trying to mouth something to me, but I cant make it out. (Will mouths, "I hate you.")
Phoebe: Oh no-no, no, I made a promise to myself that the next time I would talk to Ursula would be over my dead body. And thats not happening til October 15th, 2032.
Monica: She has a better chance of sprouting wings and flying up your nose than you do of not making fun of us.