words in movies
Rachel: (seeing the ring) Oh my God. (Pause) Okay.
Joey: Oh, Im sorry. I meant no.
Monica: Oh, Aunt Liddys coming? That means we get five dollars each!
Joey: Oh hey but, before you guys do that (To Rachel) I need to talk to you, and Ross, I need to talk to you.
Phoebe: (To Monica) Oh and I need to talk to you.
Ross: Oh well yeah, actually I was going to talk to her when you guys all came in the room.
Phoebe: Oh sure okay, you can touch yourself in front of us but you cant talk to Rachel.
Phoebe: Oh please! Just before when you were asleep in the lounge! That Armenian family was watching you instead of the TV. Oh, that reminds me. That Mr. Hasmeje still has my Gameboy.
Joey: Oh God, what the hell am I going to tell him?
Joey: Oh, I like that. Yeah
Phoebe: Oh my God! He did it?
Joey: (entering) Oh uh, hey Pheebs. Uh yknow what? Ill-Ill come back later. (He goes to leave but runs into Ross whos entering.)
Mr. Geller: Well Im peeking. (He peeks.) Oh my God!
Rachel: Of course! Oh Joey, this ring I its beautiful I love it!
Joey: Oh uh-uh yeah, I think that
Rachel: Oh look, shes pulling away again! Do you think my nipples are too big for her mouth? (Joey gets embarrassed.) She looks scared. Doesnt she look scared?
Phoebe: Oh hey! Wait up!
Phoebe: Oh, its a secret. Oh goodie! Yes! We havent done the secret thing in a long time.
Ross: What? (Motions for Phoebe to go outside with him.) Oh my God! She-she thinks were engaged! Why? Why? Why would she think were engaged?!
Phoebe: Oh, what beautiful lukewarm sentiment.
Monica: Oh, I still cant believe my dad saw us having sex! He didnt make it to one of piano recitals, but this he sees!
Mr. Geller: Oh, I dont think that. Before today I never thought of you two having sex at all. It was a simpler time.
Mr. Geller: Oh my God! This is so exciting! Well, get back in there! (Points to the closet) Ill guard the door!
Joey: Youre right. Youre right. I-Ill go tell her now before Ross finds out and Ill be gentle. I can do that. I am a gentle person. Oh, by the way. Two people screwing in there (Points to the closet Chandler and Monica were in) if you want to check that out.
Rachel: Yes, you didOh my God you didnt! (Screams) Well then why didnt you tell me that before?!
Joey: Oh thats right. Theres a lot going on here and I think I ate some bad fruit earlier.
Joey: Oh yeah, dude, I totally understand. Usually after I have a baby with a woman I like to slow things down!
Rachel: Oh my God!
Rachel: Oh wow, this feels weird.
BOTH (but to different babies): Oh, Ben! Hey, buddy!
Chandler: Oh, the duck seems to think that Monica got me garbage! Hmm, I wonder what I could get Monica thats as good as garbage?
All: Oh!
Rachel: The beef? Yeah, that was weird to me, too. But then, yknow, I thought well, theres mincemeat pie, I mean thats an English dessert, these people just put very strange things in their food, yknow. [To Joey] Oh! by the way, can I borrow some Rum from your place?
Rachel: Oh my gosh! Oh wow! Oh, I know what this is! (Shes holding an item with a large suction cup connected to a yellow plastic box, with a long narrow tube and bottle connected the yellow part.) Wait a minute. That cant be right. Is that a beer bong for a baby?
Phoebe: Oh, yeah!
Joey (to Chandler): Look, c'mon, please? It's not like I'm asking for some crazy favour. This is what I do for a living. I am a professional actor! (he glances at his watch and sees the time) Oh, man, I'm two hours late for work! (he stands, ready to go). Look, here's a copy of my reels. It's got all the commercials that I've been in.
Rachel: Oh, that is so...
PHOEBE: Oh. Well is she, is she the first that you've been with?
Phoebe: (to Leslie) Oh, I thought you werent coming. What? Where were you?
Rachel: Oh, please, Ross it was so obvious! It was like you were marking your territory. I mean you might have well have just come in and peed all around my desk!
Joey: Oh. (She kisses him.) Yeah. (She goes into her room.) Me to. (He then starts to freak out.)
Joey: oh and you know what you should bring the black see-through teddy with the attached garters. (Nods)
PHOEBE: Uh oh, ooh, are we not getting along with the new boy?
Phoebe: Oh.
Phoebe: Oh.
Phoebe: Ohh. Oh wait! (Jis) you guys won�t be late for my dinner, will you?
Ross: Oh! A fine choice. I'm coming out. (Starts to climb over the furniture)
DR. REMORE: Yeah, whatever. Oh no.
Monica: Oh, no thanks.
Chandler: Oh, uh, I... don't... care. (Joey's date shows up) Ok, now, remember, no trading. You get the pretty one, I get the mess.
Monica: Oh! (Gets up) Lets see, well if this is the wedding hall then umm (Walks away) youre parents will be at home in Queens.
MINDY: Oh my God, I'm married!
Joey: Great! Thanks! Youre gonna love her so much. AndOh, shes the smartest of all the Tribbiani children. Hey, yknow the S.A.Ts?
Joey: (examining the tickets) Oh my God! Those are almost right on the floor!
Phoebe: Oh.
Ross: Nothing. Oh, actually, great news! I just got off the phone with Emily and it looks like I'm moving to a new apartment. Woo-hoo!
Rachel: Oh, they're firemen guys.
Rachel: Oh, hi.
Ross: What, do you, well umm, oh how about I come up there?
Joey: Oh yeah, and shes really nice too! She taught me about yknow, how to work with the cameras and smell-the-fart acting.
PHOEBE: Oh, I don't know. Umm, how about the fact that the underwear out there on the telephone pole is yours from when you were having sex with Fun Bobby out on the terrace.
Chandler: Oh no-no-no, youyeah, of course you get to be my best man.
Phoebe: Oh, ok, you want me to marry Mike? Alright, well, let's just gag him and handcuff him and force him down the aisle. I can just see it: "Mike, do you take Phoebe..." (gestures with her hand as if someone is covering her mouth and tries to shout "No! No!") You know, it's every girl's dream!
Monica: (she reaches out for it and stops) Oh God! I gotta go! (runs out)
(Ross recognises her and goes over to the couch, mouthing Oh my God
Chandler: Oh, no-no-no-no-no-no!!
Rachel: (shocked) Oh my God.
Joey: Oh, all right, I'll just have what she's having instead.
Ross: Oh, hi Chloe.
Rachel: Oh my God! What if he thinks I'm the kind of girl that-that would just sleep with him?
Chloe: Oh! (storms off)
Joey: Oh yeah? Then how come I keep(He notices that the marker board they use has been left on the entertainment center and holds up his discovery.)
Joey: Oh, hey, my pleasure. (he suddenly becomes very serious) So what are your intentions with my Phoebe?
Rachel: Oh Daddy, no he didnt mean anything by that, he really didnt.
Mischa: Oh, really.
Rachel: (disappointed) Oh.
JOEY: Oh, now it's a spare room?
Rachel: Oh. Okay, bye.
Chandler: Oh, come on, theres a rest stop right up there! Come on, I really have to goooooooooo.
Phoebe: That is so great! Oh, I... (sees that a parked car near them has caught on fire) Oh my God!
Chandler: Oh I do! Op, no, wait a minute, I took it out of my shirt when I put it on this morning.
Rachel: Hi! Oh, Im so glad you called.
Monica: Oh, I know, I never wear fake ones. I just did it so my Mom wouldnt give me grief about me biting them.
Ross: Oh, no, no.
Phoebe: Oh hi Rita! Good! (to Mike) Oh, Rita's a massage client.
Rachel: (picks up the phone and calls Ross) Oh, be home, be home, be home, be home, be home, be home. Be home. Be home, be home, be home. Oh, youre not home.
Chandler: Oh my God!! Is everybody getting married?!!
Ross: Oh, I've gotten into the habit of calling Rachel "Mommy" when we're around Emma. Which I now realize we are not ...
Monica: Oh no!!
Chandler: Oh, shes got you running errands, yknow, picking up wedding dresses (Laughs and makes like Indiana Jones and his whip) Wah-pah!
Rachel: Oh, I mean shes gonna be at the wedding waiting for him and people will be whispering, "Oh that poor girl." Yknow? Then shell have to come back here and live all alone.
Ross: Oh, oh, I'm, I'm, I'm sorry sweetie, I was just trying to ah, I'm dialing another number. (hangs up)
Ross: Yeah, oh hey, you are right on time.
PHOE: Oh, we were just trying to make Joey feel better.
Monica: Oh, good. Thanks.
Phoebe: (looking in the window) Right, oh yeah. Wow, oh, it looks like Ross is breaking up with her. Uff, I hope he lets her down easy. Lets go.
Chandler: Oh my God! Oh my God!
Rachel: Oh honey, thank you, but Mark's taking me out.
Rachel: Oh, yeah, sure, it's umm... (she picks up this bug and it starts to play the theme from Love Story)
Ross: Oh, not another one! Oh my G... And this is moisturiser. It's even harder to clean! Why? Why do bad things happen to good people?
PHOEBE: Oh you are so lucky.
Phoebe: Oh!!
Phoebe: Oh God, this is turning into the worst wedding day ever! The bride is pregnant. The groom is missing. And Im still holding this. (She throws the test back into the trash.)
Rachel: Oh no-no-no! No, I got this all under control.
Monica: Oh, well sure. This gotta be so hard. I'll do it. Gimme!
Chandler: Oh, thats mature.
Monica: Oh my God.
Ross: Oh great! Hey-hey Joey, do you want to check out pictures of me and Mona ice skating?
Ross: Ah! (realises) Oh.
Carol: Oh, great! Me too.
Ross: Oh yeah, Id love that.
Ross: Oh, you-youre-youre one to talk.
Ross: This is perfect! She'll have to come back here with your pizza, and when she does, I'll turn on the Charm-O-Ross. Oh I'm so glad you don't eat meat.
RACH: Oh, well, that's, that's mighty big of you, Ross. [to the others] I said don't go!
Phoebe: (gasps) Oh, you so would! Oh, you should get that anyway. (They both look at her.) Like for clubbing.
Phoebe: Oh this, well Im glad you asked. (She opens the case and removes a knife and an soda can.) Now, dont you hate it when you have to cut a tin can with an ordinary steak knife? (She efficiently cuts it in half.) Ahh! Now, I know what youre thinking
Monica: Oh, you really want to talk about getting people to like you huh, funny man? (Joey laughs but stops when Chandler turns to glare at him.)
Issac: Oh right, that Rachel chick from the coffee place.
Monica: Oh. (she laughs)
Phoebe: Oh my God!!
Frank: Oh, yeah!
Phoebe: Oh, that's it? (Mimics Chandler) A great idea! Oh yeah.
Rachel: Oh my God!! Great!
Phoebe: Oh my God, oh my God! Poor Monica!
Phoebe: Oh, youre such a gentleman. (Grabs his arm.) Come on! Were going to my place! (Drags him off to her place.)
Frank: (noticing the puppy) Oh, whos this little guy?! (Grabs the puppy)
Phoebe: Oh! Ooh! Umm!
Rachel: Oh yeah, sure, that too.
Rachel: Oh yeah, I got a cat.