words in movies
Joey and Chandler: (stopping her) Oh no-no-no-no!
Joey and Chandler: Oh no-no-no! (Monica mutes the TV and they tentatively look behind them)
Rachel: Give it here. (She takes the table.) Oh, God. (And gives it to Monica right away.)
Phoebe: Ohh! (She moves.) Oh my. Oh, that reminds me, I have to see my OB-GYN today.
Monica: Oh. Why didnt you take her?
Phoebe: Oh my God!
Rachel: Oh wow! This is so cool.
Phoebe: Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh my God!! So I-I mean so in a few months Im going to have three full grown babies just walkin around inside me?! Oh! Oh! And its gonna be one of those log rides where they just come shooting out!
Phoebe: Oh well, okay, hey, yknow how when youre umm, youre walking down the street and you see three people in a row, and you say, "Oh, thats nice?"
Phoebe: Oh God, Im so glad you guys are happy, I was so afraid you were going to be all freaked.
Frank: (Theyre less than happy now) Oh.
Emily: Oh my God! What are you doing here? (They hug)
Emily: Oh. (Shes shocked and hugs him.) Thank you. (She boards the plane.)
Monica: Oh, youre totally welcome! Whatd she say?
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
Joey: Oh yeah, sure, that makes sense. Yeah. Cause you already told her you love her and she didnt say it back, then she called you and told you that theres another guy, so yeah, go to London thatll scare her!
Phoebe: YOU DID NOT!!!! Oh! No! You came up with Relaxi Cab! Thats not good.
Monica: Oh my God! Ross, are you in England? Was Emily surprised?
Phoebe: Oh, that is better.
Monica: Oh, you came to tell him you love him! I knew it! (Points at Chandler) I was right! (Points to Emily) Im right, right?
Monica: Oh.
Emily: I wish I could know if youd heard any of that. I suppose Ive either just told you I love you or given my neighbours a good laugh. Mrs. Newman if youre listening, bugger off this in none of your business. I suppose theres not much chance you did heard that, and theres the call waiting so, I should go. Oh well. (Answers the call waiting.) Hello.
Rachel: Oh Phoebe, I'm so happy for you honey. (she gives her a kiss)
Rachel: Luisa? Oh my God! Monica! It's Luisa!
Rachel: Oh, wait yes, but I cant eat too much. Paul is taking me out to dinner tonight, he said he has a big surprise planned.
Joey: Oh. Then, no.
Chandler: Oh, Im Ross. Im Ross. Im too good for the Hut; Im too good for the Hut.
Rachel: Oh thank you! (Wiping her nose.) Oh God! (She throws it out.) Can I have another one?
Monica: Oh gosh.
Rachel: Oh it was great! It was great! I went down there just like you said, y'know? And we talked business. Kim totally took my opinions.
Phoebe: Oh, exellent. Everyone was so, so nice.
Ross: Oh, forget it, okay?
Ursula: Right... Oh, I got something for you, too.
Phoebe: (in voice, on phone) 'Okay, go ahead.' (in normal voice on phone) Um, hi Annie. (listens) Fantastic! (to Joey) You got it. (on phone) Oh, okay, um, 'Will he work for scale?' you ask me. Well, I don't know about that, (Joey clears his throat to signify yes) except that I do and he will. Great, oh you are such a sweetheart. I would love to have lunch with you, how about we have lunch next....(hangs up phone) Op, went through a tunnel.
Rachel: Oh, c'mon, Luisa!
Ross and Rachel: Oh!
All: Oh, sure. Sure, absolutely. (They just stand there, then realise what he means and go to the other end of the room)
Monica: Oh, we were playing "peek-a-boo." She just � she loves it when I'm dramatic.
Joey: Oh alright. Umm, well, okay, I usually start by having a bottle of wine sent to my table from a fan.
Rachel: Oh, that is so sick.
Rachel: Oh, I would love some. But y'know what? Y'know what? Let's not drink it here. I'm feeling kinda crazy. You wanna go to Newark?
(Phoebe smiles, when Joey takes her face in his hands and kisses her. Joey gets up to leave but stops suddenly. Phoebe silently shouts "Oh, whoa!!" to herself, and leans back in the sofa to recover, a hand to her tingling lips. A thoughtful Joey is also feeling his lips, so he hesitates for a moment, then returns for a better view, he thinks again, cocking his head from side to side to regard her profile from various angles, then...)
Phoebe: Oh, no! I- I can't drink this now!
Mrs. Potter: Oh really? Well, then youd better tell his other wife, cause she called three times asking where he is.
Monica: Oh now that-that-that's funny, it seems like Chandler's conference could've been in Connecticut or Vermont.
All: Oh!... Right!
Phoebe: Oh, because, you know... they don't like you.
Monica: Oh, just until the glue dries.
Chandler: Oh no-no-no, you dont want to do that, then youre gonna get stuck with Rachel and she exchanges every gift she ever gets.
Rachel: Oh, Barry..! Come on, this is all way too..
Rachel: Oh, do I?
Rachel: Oh, she wants to see me tomorrow...Oh, she sounded really weird, I gotta call Barry... (Does so, on phone) Hi, it's me, I just.. Mindy!! Mindy! Hi! No, I figured that's where you'd be!
Rachel: Chandler and Monica?!! Oh, this is unbelievable!! How long have you known?
Ross: Oh, uh, can it wait a second Joey? I have to tell my parents something. No it cant? Okay.
Rachel: Oh, I'm sorry. Oh, this is so stupid! I mean, I gave Barry up, right? I should be happy for them! I am, I'm happy for them.
Rachel: Oh sure it is!
Ross: Oh, oh Chandler...
Mindy: Oh that's so great!
Rachel: Oh, I am so sorry.
Joey: Oh... Yeah, you do.
Rachel: Okay fine! Ill-Ill just tell her its an antique apothecary table, she doesnt have to know where it came from. Oh! Look at this little drawers! Oh look-look it says that it holds 300 CDs.
Joey: (watches them for a while) Oh my.
Mindy: Oh no.
Kate: Oh, yeah. I love Jennifer Van Murrays work. Shes so brilliantly incisive when it comes to deconstructing the psyche of the American middle class.
Phoebe: Oh yeah it is! Im going to the movies and it starts in like five minutes.
Rachel: Oh God.
Chandler: Oh, is she related to Ralph Lauren?
Rachel: Oh God, oh, and then she told the funniest story...
Rachel: Oh no, not in my room! I'll get him.
Phoebe: Oh my God! You got off easy! When my friend Silvie's husband said someone else's name in bed, she cursed him and turned his thingy green.
Rachel: Oh, Monica. You are not still going over that thing.
Rachel: Oh God, oh God, its sowed on though.
Chandler: That is so not... That is so not... That... Oh, shut up!
PHOEBE: Now do me, do my back. Oh come on, harder.
Monica: Let's see. Congress is debating a new deficit reduction bill... the mayor wants to raise subway fares again... the high today was forty-five... and- oh, teams played sports.
Ross: Hey Emma. Oh, why is she wearing her hat so low? She can barely see. (Wants to take the hat off, but Rachel tries to stop him).
Rachel: Honey, come on, I have to be at work in like ten minutes (Ross starts kissing her neck) Oh, all right, well it's not like I'm employee of the year or anything. (they fall onto the couch)
RACHEL: Oh well, well thank you.� (She laughs.� He stares for a moment.)� Okay, stop.� Stop looking at me like that.� The last time that happened, (points to Ross) that happened.� (points to Emma.)
Jessica Lockhart: Oh yes there is!
Monica: Oh, no thanks, we're just here to observe.
Monica: Oh Joey, look, we know you're having a hard time with this, but we really, we love it here.
Young Ethan: Oh.
Janice: Oh! Okay! (To Ross) You, Mister Right Place at the Right Time, call me! (Does her famous, or is that infamous, laugh and exits.)
Monica: Oh.
Ross: Oh, yeah.
Chandler: (entering) Oh hey Rachel, sweetheart? You have got to tell the post office that you have moved. Okay? We are still getting all your bills and stuff. (Hands her all of her bills and stuff.)
Chandler: Oh, it's nothing, it's a little thing... I hate that guy.
Mindy: Oh God! You see, that's what I was afraid of!
Phoebe: Oh, yeah. Aw, remember the days when you used to go out to the barn, lift up your shirt, and bend over?
Rachel: Oh no? Pheebs? Monica? Do I know anything about babies?
Rachel: Oh, that's funny!
Joey: Oh, yeah.
Joey: Oh, oh, oh, sorry.
Joey: Oh, uh, ok. Right this way. All the other pregnant women seem to be goin' in here.
Lydia: Ok, that's ok. I'm fine. I'm... oh!
Joey: Oh yeah? And who do you like?
Monica: Oh yeah? When?
Monica: Oh. Maybe they're- napping.
Rachel: Oh, look, wish me luck!
Rachel: Oh, well, that shouldnt be so hard, now that youre dating. (Imitating men at their worst) "Sweetheart, youre fired, but how bout a quickie before I go to work?"
Joey: Oh, it is.
Chandler: (smiling again) oh, oh, yeah, ok, thanks. I can't believe I didn't even think of that. I guess I was just so worried about having to... come here and do... 'that'...
Joey: Oh, just had a baby.
Phoebe: Okay. Oh but dont tell them Monicas pregnant because, they frown on that.
Rachel: Oh.
Joey: Oh yeah! Amy just burned Jos manuscript. I dont see how he could ever forgive her.
Phoebe: Oh my God! I cant believe my little brother is married!
Carol: Oh, god.
Joey: Oh well, hey, Joeys loveable too! But the thing about Joey is, if you need him, hell be there.
Phoebe: Oh, wait, let me get you another glass. That's been sitting out.
Ross: Oh, thanks, Pheebs!
Susan: Oh, look at that.
Phoebe: Oh, but I can't do that-
Monica: Oh, thank you. Would you like a tour?
Ross: Oh, I know. (Laughs) Yknow, just-just talking about it is getting me kinda
Chandler: (rushing in) Oh, good! Good! Do you guys know how to get a chick out of a VCR?!
Phoebe: Oh, hello, kettle? This is Monica. You're black.
Phoebe: Oh, look, he's got Ross's haircut!
Joey: Oh! Maybe they'll name yours after you! Y'know, they'll call it, The Ross. And then people would be like, "Awww, he's got a Ross."
Chandler: Oh no nonononononnononono, don't go.. (He kisses her and pulls her back down.)
Phoebe: Oh, no-no, this place is totally healthy! Thatthis milk is mine. I bought this today, 'cause I was thirsty for milk, y'know. (She takes a swig of it, but has to turn away from him as she makes a face to show that it has gone bad.) Okay, let's go!
Joey: Oh, just, y'know.... science.