words in movies
Phoebe: Oh my God! I cant believe my little brother is married!
Frank: Oh I know!! (Both he and Alice squeal hysterically)
Joey: Oh, ah, tour guide at the museum. Yeah, Ross got it for me.
All: Oh my God!!
Phoebe: Ewww! And "Oh no!" Itsthey just want me to be the surrogate. Its her-its her egg and her sperm, and Im-Im just the oven, its totally their bun.
Phoebe: My mom never gave birth. Oh! But my birth mom did.
Chandler: Oh, yeah, sure, its not mine anyway. It can with the pants.
Kathy: Oh! (They kiss and she leaves)
Rachel: Oh, Chandler that is so nice.
Phoebe Sr: Oh, thats okay, it gave me time to finish glazing my nipples.
Phoebe: Oh! Ooh! Oh, I didnt know that you did pot.
Phoebe: Oh no! No-no! I understand the pain! Dont-dont hurt the puppy.
Phoebe: Oh, I get a puppy!!
Tour Guide: Oh, he wont sit here. Only the people in the white coats sit over there, (Points to there table) and only the people in the blue blazers sit here.
Rachel: Let me see that. (Monica shows her) Oh, yeah.
Chandler: Oh, yknow-yknow what, I was looking at it upside down.
Frank: (noticing the puppy) Oh, whos this little guy?! (Grabs the puppy)
Phoebe: Oh! Ooh! Umm!
Frank: Oh, hes so cute, he reminds me of my old dog, Tumour.
Frank: Oh, thanks.
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.
Alice: (shocked) Oh! Oh! Oh! Thank you so much! You dont know what this means to us! Oh!
Frank: Oh my God, I think Im gonna cry!
Phoebe: Oh, I-I gave them the puppy and it made them so happy that I decided Im gonna carry their baby.
Phoebe Sr: Oh, I-I-I understand all that, but its justthat was my puppy.
Phoebe: Oh!
Rachel: Oh, Mon, sure.
Kathy: Oh! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Yes! Thank you! (Runs back to Chandler)
All: Oh, yeah. Had that dream.
Rachel: Oh honey he doesnt need my help.
Ross: Oh. Oh. Thank God, most women dont even feel them.
Joey: Oh that's mine too! (Grabs it and Ross looks at him.) I'm Italian!
Phoebe: Yeah, oh, Princess Leia and the gold bikini, every guy our age loved that.
Ross: Eh..actually no, I don't need to because your little "Ross is dead" joke didn't work, ok, there were no responses. Nobody posted anything on the website, nobody called my parents, so the joke my friend is on you. Nobody called, nobody wrote anything, nobody cares that I'm dead. (silence) Oh my God! Nobody cares that I'm dead!?
Ross: (looking at Rachel entering with Emma) Oh, hi! Hi! Thanks for showing you up thirty minutes late!
Phoebe: Oh, okay, (laughing) youre not a pushover.
Phoebe: Oh, well that's ok. I think you and I will do much better if you're just... here as a bridesmaid.
Ross: Oh okay, lift it straight up over your head! Straight up over your head! You can do it! You can do it! (She gets it lifted up and they make the first turn.) Okay. You got it?
Monica: Oh good! 'Cause where else would we get any?
Monica: Oh my God. Richard? (turns around) Hi!
Monica: (entering) Oh good youre all here. Thanksgiving tomorrow, four oclock. (To Rachel) Oh, guess who I invited. Remember that guy Will Colbert from high school?
Chandler: Oh my God!
Monica: Oh my God!
Monica: Oh stop it. Joey already told me.
Chandler: Oh, God.
Chandler: Oh. (takes the cassette and puts it on his arm like the stop smoking patch, and it falls off.) Nope, that patch is no good. (Joey and Monica both do their fake laughs.)
Monica: (To Phoebe) Oh my God, my ass is sweating! (on phone) Please! Please! Can you come? Its today at four.
Chandler: Oh, I will. But I will need a mirror... as he is me!
Rachel: Oh, its the best! (They both exhale contemplating the joys of marriage.) So, umm hows Monica?
RACH: Oh yeah, c'mon, I'm movin' on. He can press her up against that window as much as he wants. For all I care, he can throw her through the damn thing.
Rachel: Oh, he is precious! Where did you get him?
Phoebe: Oh thats all right. Im still full from your homemade potato chips.
Rachel: Oh, yeah.
Rachel: Oh wow. Are you in trouble.
Phoebe: (turning around and picking a cup off of a table) Oh, hey, look, I found coffee! (handing her the cup) Okay, lets skedaddle.
Phoebe: Ooh, oh, I've gotta go. (raises) Whoa, oh, head rush. One more, and then I have to go. (sits down, and then raises again) Cool!
Rachel: Oh yeah. Right. So now, aredo you, do you still do music?
Chandler: Oh, how well you know me...
Monica: Oh well, maybe we can put it in the guest bedroom.
Joey: Oh No-no-no-no-no-no-no! He went over to Ross' to bring the dog back here!
Emily: Oh my God. I think youre right.
Phoebe: Oh, yeah!
Janice: You know what, where he hugs you and kinda rolls you away and... Oh... my....God.
Mrs. Bing: Oh, Ross, listen to me. I have sold a hundred million copies of my books, and y'know why?
Chandler and Joey: Oh! Yeah!
Rachel: Oh, I am sorry...
Monica: Hey. Oh good-good youre here! All right, I figured it out. Im gonna take two tables of eight, Im gonna add your parents, and Im gonna turn them into three tables of six. Okay? And I called the caterer; I added two extra meals, we are good to go!
RACH: Ok, he's goin' to get my coat. He's goin' to get my coat. Oh my god, you guys. I can't believe this. This is unbelievable. [notices Chandler's computer screen] What's that?
Monica: Oh my God, Joey, that is such a great tip.
Rachel: Oh that couldn't have been pretty. but you know guys do that.
Joey: How's that different? (She looks at him until he gets it.) Oh! Yeah!
Ross: Oh, Emily that is, that is so great. It's gonna be so great! We're gonna be like-like-like two idiots in love!
Phoebe: Oh my God! No! Shoo! Kitty! No! No-no-no! Shoo! Come on, you! (goes over and picks up the cat) Come on. Crazy. (looks into the cats eyes) Oh my God.
Monica: Oh my God, that place has the creamiest frosting! I use to hitchhike there when I was a kid.
Rachel: Oh.. a little..
The Cooking Teacher: (tasting the cookie and with her mouthful) Oh, yum-yum-yum. (Hands the star back.)
Chandler: Oh no-no Joey, I am not going to tell you because I am an excellent secret keeper.
Monica: Oh, then you do know it. (pause) So um what kind of things do you write about?
Rachel: Oh no. You went on our honeymoon alone?
Susan: Oh, please! What's wrong with Helen?
Rachel: (seeing Ross come off the plane with another woman.) Oh my God.
Ross: Oh my God.
Phoebe: Oh no! No God, definitely not jealous!
Rachel: Oh God, oh God, oh God oh God oh God oh God.... (Starts to look under the couch cushions.)
Monica: (pushes him and starts to cry) Oh shut up!
Emily: Ohh, no. Ugh. Oh, leaving London, my whole family lives there.
Barry: Oh, I, uh- I went to Aruba.
Monica: Oh thats right, thats what Id sound like if I exploded.
Rachel: Oh yeah, I'm jealous. "Oh Gavin, please, please look at my ass". (Gavin starts looking) Stop looking at my ass! I mean, I just think you are totally inappropriate, ok? This is a work environment, she's your subordinate.
Chandler: Oh, Satan's minions at work again...
All: Oh! Oh, God!
Phoebe: Hey oh, Rach wait! Do you want to go to a movie tonight?
All: Oh, come on! Come on!
Phoebe: Oh good, oh Joey and Chandler are back.
Erica: Oh yeah. I actually liked you guys. But it doesn't matter, because what you did was wrong. (walks away again, but Chandler catches up with her again)
Rachel: (on tape) (Ross hands her a glass of wine) I cannot believe that I did this. Especially after Monica just went on and on and on about it! (Mimicking Monica) "Okay Rachel! Here are the invitations Rachel! Now be very careful Rachel! Please, drinking no liquids around the invitations Rachel!" (She tilts her wine glass above and moves it back and forth across the invitations) Whoa oh! Oh-oh-oh! Oh oh-oh-oh
Joey: Oh, okay. I I ate way too much.
Eric: Oh, I have a friend whos a cop and he got it for me.
Phoebe: Oh, that's fine, no.
Chandler: Oh come on, come on, it can't be that bad.
All: Oh, hey, don't do that! Cut it out!
Ross: Oh, I am sorry, did you not like her, because I was hoping that we could come to one of your kissing parties onthe balcony.
Joey: Oh, not at all. Happy to do it.
Monica: Oh, why is it unfair?
Joey: Oh, (Imitating Ross) "you do, do you"?
Rachel: Oh hey! Hey Ross! Hey hows it, hows it going with you and Mona? Are you guys still together?
Chandler: Oh, we could do this all day.
All: You're kidding. Oh my God.
Monica: Oh, really? So why was I busting my ass to make this delicious Thanksgiving dinner?
All: Oh, yeah! Right!
Chandler: (sarcastic) Oh, she's sorry! I feel better!
Monica: Oh, y'know..
Monica: (normal voice) Oh, you can have an accent and I cant?! (To an exiting student in accent.) Top O the morning to ya laddies!
All: Oh! Yeah!
JOEY: Oh no-no, it's uh, it's not what you think. We uh, we used it to, you know, fling water balloons off the roof. Remember that, those junior high kids couldn't even get theirs accross the street.
Fake Monica: Oh, by the way, tomorrow we're auditioning for a Broadway show.
Joey: Oh, ehm...I'm...I'm rehearsing my lines.They gave me a big romantic story on Days Of Our Lives. It's the first time my character's got one. I'm so nervous, you know, I really want it to be good!
Rachel: Oh, somebody will.
Rachel: Oh, God, ask them what they want.
Rachel: Maybe. I-I don't knowOh God, how could I be so stupid?!
Rachel: Oh my God! Thats so great! Im so happy for you guys!
Phoebe: Oh, well... 'cause.... you just... I don't like this question.
Phoebe: Oh, like that's a word.
Phoebe: Oh, she looks just like a little doll!
All: Oh! That was Lambchop!
Monica: Oh, no...
Rachel: Oh wait, Ross, would you just stay and help me get dressed?
Rachel: Oh, him, the little guy? Oh, I love him!