words in movies
ROSS: Oh c'mon. Maybe you're just, uhhh... paying your dues.
PHOE: Oh, we were just trying to make Joey feel better.
MNCA: Oh, isn't he? Oh, you know, I really think this time it may work with him. I mean, he just makes me feel so good and I've been feeling so lousy this last couple of months, no job, no boyfriend. Well, at least my cup is half full.
PHOE: Yeah. Oh, OOOH, yeah, you know, did you notice how he always starts his stories with, um, OK, 'I was soooo wasted,' or, 'Oh, we were soooo bombed,' or, ummm, ooh, ooh, 'So I wake up, and I'm in this dumpster in Connecticut.'
RACH: Oh well, too late, sorry, you already had some.
PHOE: Oh, no.
PHOE: Oh, well, we have to celebrate. You know what we should do? We should do, like, a soap opera theme.
RACH: Oh, I know, I'm sorry you guys. You're just gonna have to get used to the fact that I will not be dating Ross.
ESTL: Stop saying you're not talented, you're very talented. It's just with the bird dead and all, there's very little act left. Oh, honey, give me a break, will ya? [a knock on the door] Oooh, ooh, I'll talk to you later.
ESTL: Oh, isn't Lori a doll?
JOEY: Oh yeah, yeah, she's great, but... I kinda got the feeling that she was sort of... coming on to me. And I definitely would get the part if I would've... you know... if I would have sent the Little General in.
ESTL: Oh, I see. Well, I'm just gonna put in a call here and we'll find out what's goin' on and straighten it out. [picks up the phone] Yeah, hi, Lori please. [pause] Hi darling. So how 'bout Joey Tribbiani for the part of the cab driver, isn't he terrific? [pause] Uh-huuuuh. [pause] Uh-huuuuh. OK, doll. Talk to you later. [hangs up] [to Joey] Yeah, you're gonna have to sleep with her.
MNCA: Oh, he's sober alright. Just turns out that Fun Bobby was fun for a reason.
MNCA: Oh God, yes!
FBOB: Oh yeah. See you guys. [leaves]
MNCA: Oh.... my... God.
PHOE: [looks at Russ] Oh, yeah! No, no, no, no, oh, oh.
PHOE: Oh, my, oh!
ROSS: Oh, oh, you're... uh... you're, oh you're the date.
RUSS: Oh, you are the, uh... paleontologist.
RACH: Oh.
CHAN: Oh my God!
CHAN: [not knowing how to react] Oh my... God?
ROSS: Oh you do, do you?
MNCA: Oh no no, this is not for him, this is for me. That way he's still sober but I find his stories about shoelaces much more amusing.
RACH: Oh God, even his knock is boring.
MNCA: Oh God, you fell off the wagon.
FBOB: Oh, no, no, it's about you.
MNCA: What these? [holding up liquor bottles] Oh, these are, um, for.. cuts and scrapes.
MNCA: Oh... shoot.
CHAN: Oh, hey.
RUSS: Oh, all she said was that I remind her too much of somebody. You have any idea who she's talking about?
PHOE: Oh I do, it's.... it's Bob Saget. She hates him.
RUSS: Oh.
JULIE: Um, oh, I don't know. I mean, it's definitely weird not being with Ross, but I guess I'm doing OK. Actually I've got some of his stuff that he, um....
Joey: Oh no-no-no-no, I meant Chandler.
Ross: Oh no. Dont, dont, dont start packing. Come on! (She puts some clothes into her bag, and Ross throws them out.)
Mrs. Geller: It really was. Oh, c'mere, sweetheart. (Hugs her) Y'know, I think it might be time for you to start using night cream.
Rachel: Oh, honey, that's so sweet.
Rachel: Oh my God! What happened?
Chandler: Oh yes, and thats what I want a roommate that I can walk around with and be referred to as the funny one.
Joey: Oh, I know...
Joanna: (locking her door) Oh.
Rachel: Yeah I am, I am! Oh, but first of all, Monica, I would like to introduce you to my very talented colleage and more importantly my wonderful friend Gavin Mitchelle.
Phoebe: (looking at the clock) Oh wow, three hours and still no baby. Ugh, the miracle of birth sure is a snooze fest.
Ross: Oh, yeah, why not?
Phoebe: No, Im really okay with this. Yknow why? Cause look at them, and I made that, so I know its gonna be like a million times harder to give up a baby but, oh my God, its gonna feel like a million times better, right? I wanna do this. (To Frank and Alice) I wanna carry your baby.
Phoebe: Oh. Okay. Oo, sorry I acted like a bank.
Mrs. Burkart: Oh, good. Thank you.
Rachel: What? Oh, I'm sorry, I can't, I'm busy.
Cheryl: Oh, Ross!
Elizabeth: (checks her grade) Oh, yknow what? Forget it, you already gave me an A.
Chandler: Oh yeah? That's great!
Chandler: Oh, yeah... yeah.
Ross: Oh yeah, about telling Mom and Dad, I was thinking about maybe writing a letter.
Cheryl: Oh, yeah. Oh, you know, that's too bad that didn't work out.
All: Yeah! Oh my God!
Monica: Oh! It was our pleasure. We are so much enjoying getting to know you.
Monica: Oh man! I did it again!
Phoebe: Oh, just think... she's gonna be watching that video on a TV that hasn't even been invented yet! With friends who right now are just like babies! And they'll be living in a floating city that the humans built to escape the ant people!
Rachel: Oh! You know, I just... couple of things I tried ... I just sang a little doo... Itsy Bitsy Spider...
Kathy: Oh, okay.
Kathy: Oh.
CHANDLER: Oh, that's good. Maybe he'll hear you and pull the cord.
Monica: Oh, great! Just what you want for a new house with infants. Bird feces.
RACHEL: Oh c'mon Joey, we care about you.
Chandler: (jumping up to answer the phone) Oh the phone! The phones making sounds! (On phone) Hello!
Chandler: Oh.
Rachel: Yeah, you know, was I looking forward to going to Paris? Sure. You know, was I excited about working in the fashion capital of the world? Ooh, absolutely... Oh...! Yeah, but you know, this is... it's fine. I'm fine going back to a job where I've pretty much gotten everything out of that I possibly can... (she sits down, and Ross who is stunned to hear all this follows her example)
Phoebe: Oh my God, hes not even appreciated in his own time. I would give anything to not be appreciated in my own time!
Ross: Oh, mine's December...
Rachel: Oh! My hero! What happened?
Chandler: Oh, I dont know.
Chandler: Oh, dont say that! Dont say that. Thats not true. Is it?
Chandler: Oh uh, when?
Monica: Oh, what a great argument, exhaling! All right, y'know what, Ill prove it to you, okay. Ill trade you Joey for Rachel, and Ill still win the game.
Rachel: Oh nothing I Sorry, I just cant stop crying.
Joey: Oh, yeah?! Then how come I keep thinking about her in all these sexual scenarios and stuff huh?!
Kathy: Oh, jeez. (Hits him)
Rachel: (startled) Oh!! My God, what are you doing here?
Chandler: Well Ive been playing it for like eight hours, itll loosen up. Come on, check out the scores. Oh, and also look at the initials, theyre dirty words.
Phoebe: Oh my God, hes lost it. Hes totally lost it.
Chandler: Oh! (Whispers something in Joeys ear and then in Rosss ear.)
Rachel: Oh Pheebs, is that a new ankle bracelet?
Phoebe: Um, oh, I got you a birthday present.
Joey: God, I just, I hate her! I hate her!! With her, Oh, Im so talented. and Oh, Im so pretty, and Ooh, I smell so good.
Chandler: Oh, sweet Lord. New realms of pleasure!
Chandler: Oh yknow, Ive been living here a while and Ive never seen whats inside that closet. What is, what is in there?
Ross: Oh, who? Me?
Ross: Hey. Oh, Im sorry, this is Cailin.
Kathy: Oh.
Ross: Oh, Carol and I have a new system. If she punches in 911, it means she's having a baby, otherwise I just ignore it.
Phoebe: Well, oh, ok now... Only one of us has to stay with Emma. Ok, and as the person who realized that, I get to go!
Phoebe: Oh God, Im so glad you guys are happy, I was so afraid you were going to be all freaked.
ROSS: Julie. Julie. That. Oh God. Julie, right. OK, I need to lie down. No, ya know, I'm gonna stand. I'm gonna stand, I'm gonna walk, I'm walkin' and I am standing. OK so you uh, and now wha... and now, now, now you're over me?
Guru Saj: Oh sure, we should see resultsWhoa!! Clearly not the way to go!! (quickly wipes it off)
Joey: Oh, c'mon, I mean, there's you, then there's Charlie, and it's like... (sighs) What the hell is my problem? OH! (He falls back on the bed)
Monica: Oh, it was great! The widow wouldn't pay, so Phoebe yelled at her 'til she did.
Monica: (happy) Oh.
Phoebe: Just, 'cause, I don't want her to go through what I went through with Carl- oh!
Phoebe: Its not in the apartment? (Monica gives a Come on look) Oh no. I cant believe this is happening again.
Phoebe: Oh yeah, thats right, the keyboards, huh?
Monica: Are you serious? (they all look) Oh my God.
Joey: Oh, classy.
Ross: Oh, well, when you don't have the cards, you don't have the cards, you know. (looks at Rachel) But, uh... look how happy she is. (smiles)
Tim: Oh man!!
Kathy: (sees its Joey) Oh.
Ross: Oh, great! Listen, oh I had to get you a whole new battery. I got you the best one I could, cause thats not where you want to skimp.
Phoebe: I can't believe I never realized this before, I'm in my thirty's and never been in a long-term relationship oh my god (starts crying) what's wrong with me.
Phoebe: Oh, there they are!
Rachel: Oh!
Rachel: Yeah. Oh! Was how you invented the cotton gin?!
Monica: Oh.
Chip: Oh yeah, but I can stay out as late as I want.
Rachel: (gasps) Oh my God! Oh my God!! That is like the third most prestigious soap opera award there is!
Ross: Oh, now, don't listen to him, Pheebs, I think it's endearing.
Monica: Oh my God.
Monica: Oh my God, oh my God. (on intercom) Call me on the phone!
Phoebe: Oh, do you need a hug? You dont have to bring me anything!
Phoebe: Oh, she sees him! Oh, theyre hugging!
Phoebe: Oh, its incredible! I so want to be a Waxine girl.
Joey: Oh what, wait, wait a second, I mean, what are we doing? Whos going with who?
Phoebe: Oh, okay, I'm having another one! This one doesn't hurt eitherOoh, yes it does! Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Ooh! (Checks under the blanket.) Oh, I was kinda hoping that was it.
Phoebe: Oh yeah! Yeah, no, were gonna connect, y'know bond, and everything.
Ross: Oh, guys, this is fun, isn't it? You know? Just the four of us. Just hangin'.
Joey: Oh my God! Is that why you guys had to get married?!
Ross: oh no yeah, no Phoebe is great, but umm I'm an idiot look right before you guys went out I accidentally got her all upset.
Rachel: Oh, he sees her!
Rachel: Im funny? Oh thank God! Well hey, Ive got a ton of these! Umm, oh hearDo you want a good one? Heres a good one. Umm, you uh, you take a quarter, take a quarter and, and you blacken the edge. Right? (Does so.) And then you say to person, I bet you cant roll this quarter from your forehead to your chin without it leaving your face. And then when they do it, theyre left with a big black pencil line right down the center of their face.
Rachel: Oh my God.
Rachel: Oh my God! How?!
Rachel: Oh, God. Oh, God. (gets worried) Oh God.
Phoebe: Oh, which museum?
Monica: Oh, I love my life, I love my life!
Phoebe: Oh.