words in movies
Joey: Oh, nothing, no. Its an acting exercise, Im practising my fake laugh.
Monica: Oh. (she laughs)
Gunther: (to Chandler) Oh, no-no, no-no-no, theres none of that in here.
Chandler: Oh come on man! At least let me finish this last one.
Gunther: Oh dark mother, once again I suckle at your smokey tit. (hands Chandler back the cigarette.)
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.)
Rachel: Oh right, cause you always pull your pants down at the count of three and play Wipe-out on your butt cheeks.
Rachel: Oh, y'know what, I didnt want cinnamon on this.
Phoebe: Oh my God!!
Frank: Oh, well y'know, I wouldve called but I lost your phone number and then ah, my Mom locked me out of the house so I couldnt find it. And then, I tried to find a pay phone, and ah, the receiver was cut off. So...
Frank: Ah, oh, the ah, vandalism.
Frank: Oh, yeah!
Frank: Oh, I knew youd be so cool about this. All right, ah, hey, do you want to meet her?
Rachel: Oh my God!! Great!
Phoebe: Oh good! Okay. Cause you were acting like you didnt.
Alice: Oh no, but when it comes to love, what does age matter?
Phoebe: No-no, oh, Im fine with the age thing y'know, until it starts sticking its tongue down my little brothers throat!
Monica: Oh my God! Thats Pete! But why is Bill huggin Pete?
Rachel: Oh my God, Monicas gonna go out with a millionaire.
Rachel: Oh my God, I cant believe this is a real $20,000 check, oh this is just so exciting.
Rachel: Oh yeah, sure, that too.
Ross: Oh, no! No!
Phoebe: Hi! Oh, Alice, hi! Thanks. Im so glad you could come, cause Ive got a real umm, Home Ec emergency. (Points to the table cloth, which has a huge mustard stain on it.)
Alice: Oh my God, who died on this?!
Alice: Oh no-no, never say that. If we cant get it out then we can cut around the stain, add a little lace, you make a stylish throw.
Frank: Oh well, um, your, your laundry just smelled so good, that I thought Id curl up in it. Is that all right?
Phoebe: Oh, yeah, sure. So, how was your day?
Frank: Oh, well just probably the worst one since Ive been alive.
Phoebe: Oh no. Did umm, did she say why?
Phoebe: Oh, sweetie, oh. (hugs him)
Frank: Wait, y'know what, I-I came to you because I thought youd understand! Oh no!! Y'know, I would storm out of here right now if-if I had some money, or a place to go
Rachel: Oh my God! The millionaires here!
Chandler: (in a feminine way) Oh my God! (and he jumps all around)
Monica: Oh, thats sounds great.
Monica: Oh come on, its only fair, you paid for the flight. Now is, is that enough lire?
Rachel: Ross, didn't you ah, play soccer in High School? Oh no wait, that's right. You just organized their game schedules on your Commodore 64.
Joey: Oh, Im sorry. Did I get ya?
RACHEL: Oh honey, I'm so proud of you, Min.
Phoebe: Oh! Yeah, yknow you and Ross are still married.
Rachel: Ohh! Oh God! (Laughs her way into the living room.)
Chandler: Oh hey, how'd the interview go?
Rachel: Oh wow.
Phoebe: Oh, interesting you should call me that! Now that I may never have one! (Holds up the warning label.)
Chandler: Oh, whats the matter?
Monica: Oh my God Stu! I-I cant believe you did this! Now are you absolutely sure shes a hooker?
Ross: Oh, come on! Rach, it's-it's not that bad.
Phoebe: My grandmother has this new boyfriend, and they're both kind of insecure in bed. Oh, and deaf. So they're constantly, like, having to reassure each other that they're having a good time. You have no idea how loud they are!
All: Ohh! Were kidding! Oh, were kidding!
Phoebe: Oh, this is it. This whats gonna kill me.
CHANDLER: Oh no no no, she's a total wack job. Yeah, she thinks that Joey is actually Dr. Drake Remore.
Rachel: Ross, I said I'm sorry like a million times. What do you want me to do? You want me to break my foot too? Okay, I'm gonna break my foot, right here. (Kicks the sign) Ow!! Oh! Oh my God, oh my God! There, are you happy now?!
Rachel: Oh yeah, theyre really great! Arent they?
Rachel: Oh, I know. Look at him.
Joey: Oh what? Like your Mr. Cop!
Rachel: Okay. Now this is just the first chapter, and I want your absolute honest opinion. Oh, oh, and on page two, he's not 'reaching for her heaving beasts'.
Ross: Oh.
Monica: He's not great umm, but he's dealing with it. Oh wait a minute, you're not gonna try
Kathy: Oh, wow. I cant believe youre throwing that in my face.
Casting Director #1: Oh my God!!
Rachel: Oh, Im sorry.
Chandler: Just do it! Okay, it's Janice and if I get it I'm going to have to see her tonight. (phone stops ringing) Oh, that's great I'm gonna have to see her tonight.
Frank: (Theyre less than happy now) Oh.
Chandler: (smiling, surprised) Oh yeah? (looks towards the kitchen, worried) Listen, don't tell Monica, she'll rip your heart right out.
Chandler: Oh, all right.
Joey: Oh, ‘They are warm, nice, people with big hearts’.
Chandler: Oh no..don't thank me. Thank you. You know there's not one thing I would change about you? Not one single thing! And definitely not... two... single things.
PHOEBE: Oh alright, stop, STOP THE MADNESS. This is crazy. Who can even remember why this even started in the first place?
Chandler: Oh, well someone left this (shows a green jacket). This is yours?
Joey: Oh okay, how about this one. I was gonna wait until the end of the night to kiss you, but youre so beautiful I dont think I can.
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!
MONICA: Oh my God, it was incredible.
Rachel: Oh but he did say that they found the grandmother wandering down fifth avenue.
Phoebe: Oh, I can still do that.
Ross: Oh, come on!
Rachel: Joey! Come on! I dont wanna make any mistakes, alright? This is the only dessert and if I screw it up everybody's gonna be like Oh, remember that Thanksgiving when Rachel screwed up the trifle?
Student: Oh its great, its a role on All My Children, Nick the boxer.
Joey: Oh.
Monica: Oh my God.
Rachel: Oh, name one stupid thing that is as stupid as this one!
Phoebe: Oh weird, Chandler just told us he's got a conference there!
Monica: What?! Oh.(She turns around quickly and falls)
Ross: Oh well, since I have that whole history with Rachel, I guess Phoebe.
Joey: Oh.
Joey: Oh, like you've never gotten a little rambunctious with Ross.
Monica: Hello? Oh, Hi, Ju(Sees Rachel is watching)Hi, Jew! (Walks into the kitchen.) (Listens.) Uh huh? (Listens.) Uh huh? (Listens) Ok. (Listens) Um, sure, that'd be great. See ya then. Bye. (Hangs up.)
Monica: Okay! (To Rachel) Oh my God, thank you!!
Ross: Oh, I'm sorry. Please apologise to Sandy and the Snufflebumps for me.
Joey: Well, it's like, last night, I couldn't do the thing that usually makes me great. So I had to do all this other stuff. And the response I got... man, oh man, it was like a ticker tape parade!
Rachel: (laughing nervously) Oh, what a fun office.
Chandler: Oh nope, I-I have plans with Joey.
Phoebe: Oh! Suddenly somebody knows all about the side affects!
Chandler: Oh, good job Joe.
Rachel: Oh, Joey, it's so great to be back here. I gotta tell you, you're making it so easy on me and Emma.
Chandler: Oh yes!
Phoebe: Wow, Joey and a professor! Can you imagine if they had kids and if the kids got her intelligence and Joey's raw sexual magnetism... Oh, those nerds will get laaaaaid!
Monica: Oh, put him on!
Phoebe: Oh, I'm sorry, the oven mitts really freaked me out.
Chandler: Oh, tons, I'm quite the woodsman.
Monica: "Oh my God, I love Ross! I hate Ross! I love Ross! I hate Ross!"
Rachel: Oh really? Like what Monica?
Chandler: (shocked) Well I mean, let me get the door first. (Goes and opens the door.) Oh, hi! No one. (Exits.)
Rachel: Oh yeah, good start Mon.
Phoebe: Oh thats right. Youre still set on that?
Rachel: Oh, its gonna be fine.
Chandler: Okay, bye! (To the gang.) Oh my God!!
Monica: Kinda. (She hugs Phoebe and looks out the window. She moves closer to it to get a better look.) Oh my God!
Chandler: Oh man!!
PHOEBE: Happy Christmas Eve Eve. [sees Ross's picture frame] Oh my God, where did you get this?
Janice: Oh, too soon, too schmoon. Face it honey, I am not letting you get away this time.
Chandler: Oh, yeah, easy for you to say, you don't have to walk around sporting some reject from the Mr. T collection. [Joey walks in behind Chandler]
Phoebe: Its mostly just dumb sister stuff, you know, I mean, like, everyone always thought of her as the pretty one, you know... Oh, oh, she was the first one to start walking, even though I did it... later that same day. But, to my parents, by then it was like "yeah, right, well what else is new?"
Rachel: Oh. (puts her hand over his mouth)
Rachel: Ohh! Lucky me! Oh my God! That is good news, Ross! I think that's the best news I've heard since Le Poo died!
Joey: Oh God, yeah.
Rachel: Oh! I used to do that too!
Phoebe: Oh yknow whats sadder than this? Bambi. I cried for three days with that movie. No wait two! Because on the third day my mother killed herself so I was partly crying for that.
Monica: (sits down) Oh good. Good, look I'm so sorry, for screwing up that cutting-her-out plan. But I have a new plan. Chandler agreed to call here in a few minutes with an emergency.
Joey: Oh, uh... don't forget your coupon. (Tries to strike a sexy pose up against the doorway to his room. Then goes inside).
Monica: Oh y'know what? If you're gonna be acting like this all night, I really, I don't even want to be around you.
Eric: Oh no, stay here well keep doing this. Ill pay you.
Joey: Oh!
Monica: Oh no-no-no, not Dr. Burke. Dr. Burke is out of town. The-the on-call doctor will see me now.
Ross: Oh, I know. Yknow what, I never wouldve gotten this if it werent for you. No really, when Im with you Im-Im like this whole other guy, I love that guy! I mean, I love you too, a lot, but that guy! I-I love that guy!
All: (they all recoil from the smell emanating from him) Oh! God! Wow!
Chandler: Oh hi!
Joey: Oh dear God!
Rachel: Oh honey, I'm so sorry, you were right, this feels great!
Chandler: Oh well you're the best. You come here to me.
Ross: You'll see. Okay. (Readies himself.) Oh, what's-what's her name?
Rachel: Oh, Sophie, I guess you didnt hear about Joanna
Phoebe: Oh my God. What happened?
Monica: (starting to cry) Oh God!
Rachel: Oh my God. Did you talk to him?
Chandler: Oh, just this! (turns around and has a paint lid stuck to the back of his pants.) Yknow what its my fault really, because the couch is usually where we keep the varnish.
MONICA: Ok. Oh boy. You are doin' so good. You wanna squeeze my hand? All right, Ross, don't squeeze it so hard. Honey, really, don't squeeze it so hard! Oh, Ross! Let go of my hand!