words in movies
AMBER: Oh Drake.
PHOEBE: Uh oh, ooh, are we not getting along with the new boy?
PHOEBE: Oh yeah, it'll be fun. [throws a tennis ball at Eddie's bedroom door]
PHOEBE: Oh good, ok. Oh nooo, I have to go because I'm late for my um, Green Eggs and Ham discussion group. Um tonight it's why he would not eat them on a train. Have fun bye.
PHOEBE: Oh, this is so nice. Alright I have to make a speech. I just wanna say that of all the guys that Monica has been with, and that is a lot, I like you the best.
RICHARD: Oh, thank you Phoebs. That's very sweet.
CHANDLER: Oh, uh, he's not here right now, uh, I'm Chandler, can I take a message, or, or a fishtank?
CHANDLER: Oh, oh, c'mon in.
CHANDLER: Oh.
TILLY: I gather by that oh that he told you about me.
CHANDLER: Oh yeah, your uh, name came up in a uh, conversation that terrified me to my very soul.
PHOEBE: Oh, ooh, Soap Opera Digest, oh that's one of my favorite digests.
RICHARD: Woah, woah, no wait a minute now. C'mon it's your turn. Oh c'mon. Ya know, I don't need the actual number, just a ballpark.
RACHEL: Ok, uh, Billy Dreskin, Pete Carney, Barry, and uh, oh, Paolo.
ROSS: Oh yes, the weenie from Torrini.
RACHEL: Oh honey, are you jealous of Paolo? Oh, c'mon, I'm so much happier with you than I ever was with him.
RACHEL: Oh please. That Paolo thing was barely a relationship. All it really was was just, ya know, meaningless animal sex. Ok, ya know, that sounded soooo much better in my head.
EDDIE: Oh, this is, this is unbelievable. I mean, first you sleep with my ex-girlfriend then you insult my inteligenct by lying about it and then you kill my fish, my Buddy?
RICHARD: Oh honey, I'm fine.
MONICA: Oh, yay. Ok about that two.
MONICA: And, well, don't you have a lot of wild oats to sew? Or is that what you're doing with me? Oh my God, am I an oat?
MONICA: Wow. Oh wow. You know I love you too, right.
ROSS: Oh, hey, if I make you laugh, here's an idea, why don't you invite Paulo over and have a little romp in the sack and I'll just stand in the corner and tell knock-knock jokes.
RACHEL: Oh, hi.
RACHEL: Oh my God, honey that's great.
RACHEL: Oh they're in the top drawer. Hurry.
ROSS: Oh. How do you uh, ya know, keep it so neat?
ROSS: Oh. And what do you call that?
ROSS: What, what oh....[Ross and Rachel go into her room]
CHANDLER: Oh, I'm fine about my problem now, by the way.
RACHEL: Oh good.
AMBER: Oh Drake.
DR. REMORE: Oh, ok. Alright.
DR. REMORE: Yeah, whatever. Oh no.
RACHEL: Oh c'mon Joey, we care about you.
PHOEBE: Yes, I was going to incorporate that. Oh good, here's Monica, she'll have something nice to say.
ROSS: Oh man.
Chandler: Oh my God.
Phoebe: Oh I know, Ive been there. I remember toward the end
Melissa: (Gasps when she notices Rachel) Oh my God! Ray-ray Green?! (Screams)
Phoebe: Oh, if thats what you want you then you really should run his head under hot water and bang his head against a table.
Rachel: Oh my God!
Rachel: OH MY GOD!!!
Phoebe: OH!! MY EYES!!! MY EYES!!!!
Monica: Ohhh, oh my God! Oh my God! She knows about us!
Tommy: Oh, you thought, huh? Yeah, well that didnt really work out too well for you did it you idiot!! What are you?! A moron!! Huh?! It says D-13! Okay?! Look youre surrounded by even numbers!! Did that give you some clue?!
Joey: Oh, man! I wouldn't have had breakfast if I knew there was going to be corsages!
Phoebe: (Looking relieved. She puts down the phone.) Oh thank god. Oh, you changed your mind. Oh, look I know you probably want to be alone, and you dont want to talk about it, thats fine. I just want you to know, I think you are doing the right thing and...
ESTL: Oh, isn't Lori a doll?
Chandler: Oh, you're-you're going?
Monica: Oh, I know! Umm, is it because he's always correcting people's grammar? Whom! Whom! Sometimes it's who!
Phoebe: (starts to leave, but stops) Oh and Chandlers about to cry.
Monica: Who's Gladys? (Phoebe shows her a horrific painting with a half-a-body girl dummy coming out of the frame. Monica's frightened and she gasps.) Oh! What a tragic loss!
Jessica Lockhart: (crying) Oh, my baby! (Hugs Dina, but moves Dinas head to her other shoulder so that shes the only one in the picture.)
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.
Phoebe: Oh!
Monica: Oh thats so sweet.
Phoebe: (To Monica) Oh, thats beautiful.
Rachel: Oh, can we read them?
MRS. GREENE: Oh, you kids [she caresses his face and chest] Well, this is the best party I've been to in years.
Chandler: Oh yes, somebody just said, "Can you hear anything?"
Ross: Oh right. Right. Ooh, remember the time I uh, I pinned you down and tickled you til you cried? (She laughs) Were probably too old to do that now.
Rachel: Oh.
Chandler: Oh, come on. What was with that whole Black Bart speech? (mimicking): "When I play poker, I'm not a nice guy!"
Rachel: Oh my
STEVE: Oh, yeah, my firm represents the band.
Phoebe: (sips it) Its so good. (Monica and Rachel breath a sigh of relief.) Oh, thanks.
Joey: Oh yeah. Hey! Should we give these shirts to the girls? Yknow, kinda like a peace offering.
Rachel: Okay. Oh wait! One more thing umm, do-do we still need to uh settle the question of "us?"
Janice: Oh, I wish. Look, honey, you have that report to finish, and I gotta go see my lawyer.
Phoebe: Eww! Oh, its all dirty. You should throw this out.
Catherine: Oh hi, come on in. I'm Catherine, the listing agent.
Ross: Oh my God.
Rachel: Oh well
Phoebe: Oh my God, youve got to stop chattering!
Chandler: Believe me, Ive been saying that for years. Oh my God!
Rachel: Oh is it?! (She answers the cute guys phone.) Uhh, hello? (On her phone) Yes hi, is Rachel there? (On the other phone) Yes she is, just one moment please. (To Phoebe, holding out both phones.) Its for me!
Rachel: Oh my God!
Joey: Oh... food. No, sex. Food! Sex! Food! Se-I don't know! Good God, I don't know, I want girls on bread!
Rachel: No. Oh, oh, I guess it would be different if I were- with somebody.
Ross: Oh, where are you guys going?
Rachel: Oh thats great!
Joey: Oh no, Ill be done by then.
Ross: Oh, but I've got tickets to the Van Gogh exhibit! I've been waiting like a year for this.
Rachel: Hi! Oh you guys look so beautiful!
Rachel: Noo! Oh no! No! God no! He should not get back together with her. I know that! You know that! Even Ross knows that! But that still doesnt give us the right to erase his message!
Phoebe: Okay. (They shake hands and she pulls away suddenly) Oh my God! What did I ever do to you?! (Rubbing her hand.)
Lydia: Oh, shut up. You know, it's a rebuilding year. You... waah!
Rachel: Oh I get it! A man duh!
Joey: Oh sureAnd hey, dont get me wrong, I am so happy for you guys. I just I miss hanging out just-just us, yknow?
Joey: (running from his bedroom) Oh my God! I overslept! I was supposed to be on the set a half an hour ago! I gotta get out of here!
Joey: Oh.
Amanda: (noticing the bottle of wine he has) Oh, I don't mean to be a square, but I'd really appreciate it if you wait and drink your wine after the kids are asleep? Oh uh, thanks for this, I hope I can do the same for you sometime. (She leaves)
Ross: Oh, taking my parents back to the hotel.
MONICA: Oh, absolutely. Yeah, you know I'm not even thinking about that thing that we're not supposed to think about.
Richard: Oh, thanks.
Ross: Oh damn!
Ross: Oh yeah it will! Come on, up! Up-up-up! Up! Yes! Here we go! Pivot! (They start up the stairs again. Chandler is between the couch and the wall now.) Pivot! Piv-ot! Piv-et!! Piv-ett!!! Piv-et!
Phoebe: Oh man.
Joey: Oh, Im-Im not working tomorrow.
Rachel: Oh!
Rachel: Oh my God!
Phoebe: Oh heres a whole bunch.
Rachel: Oh my God!
Monica: (entering) Oh my God! What happened?
Rachel: Oh, wow thanks! (Reading the card) Oh youre in real estate!
Ursula: Oh. No, no, he is so smart. He'll figure it out. (Offering to share her food) Do you want some chicken?
Rachel: Oh!
Phoebe: Oh my God Monica!
Ross: Oh my God! Monica!
Joey: Oh. (Laughs.) No! No wait, thats weird!
Monica: Oh thats sweet. Dont touch me.
Joey: Oh, you wouldn't know a great butt if it came up and bit ya.
Phoebe: Hey! Oh!
Chandler: Oh, you must stop shooping.
Chandler: Oh, why not. Was I doing anything particularly... saucy?
Monica: Oh my God, I was thinking four.
Rachel: Mmm-hmmm. Oh, so typical. Ooo, I'm a man. Ooo, I have a penis. Ooo, I have to win money to exert my power over women. (hands over her money)
Phoebe: Oh and theyre gonna have a baby.
Ross: Oh for cryin out loud! (He storms out.)
Melissa: anyway, his name is Allan and weve been going out for three years. He was my first client when I became a party planner. He was planning a party for his girlfriend at the time. Oh well. (Rachel and Phoebe politely laugh) And he was Theta Beta Pi at Syracuse.
Ross: Oh, you like it? You wanna know where I got it?
Rachel: Oh yes! Thank you! (He does so and Rachel sits down on the couch.)
Mrs. Bing: Oh look at you! So handsome!
Rachel: Oh, it's perfect! But not for tonight.
Phoebe: Oh, thank you! Oh... Oh my God, you're RICH!
Lisa: Oh yeah!
Joey: (To Phoebe) Oh and uh the guy who got the Paris trip is at table four.
Joey: Oh! Ooh-ooh!
Rachel: Oh come(Stutters)Of course I know that. I mean of course you never leave a baby alone! I mean who wouldshe wouldnt be safe as she would be with me, the baby dummy. Oh God, okay. Yknow what? I think opening the presents right now is a little overwhelming right now. So I think umm, Im just gonna maybe open them a little bit later, but thank you all for coming. And for these beautiful gifts, and this basket is beautiful.
Monica: Oh geez! Okay! Thanks!
Chandler: Oh you wouldnt uh, care. Its just a stupid comic book story.
Phoebe: (jumps in front of Rachel) Hi! Oh yeah, uh-huh, it's me. I saw you grab your running shoes this morning and sneak out. You lied so you could run by yourself.
Monica: Oh my God! Are-are you crying?
Joey: Yeah, and oh she's really nice too. She taught me all about how to work the cameras, and smell-the-fart acting.
Jennifer: Oh little Ben.
Phoebe: Oh, youre such a cheater!