words in movies
Joey: Oh well, the powerball lottery is upto 300 million and they don't sell tickets here in New York, so...
Rachel: Oh! So you're driving up to Connecticut?
Rachel: Yeah me too. oh! I have an idea. Why don't we all pitch in 50 bucks, we'll pool our money together and then if we win, we'll split it!
Ross: Oh oh, we think Emma is about to start talking so we're trying to be careful about what words we use in front of her.
Monica: Oh! You assume because I was heavy that's the only way I could win something?
Joey: (sounding panicky)Oh my god Ross! You don't have Emma! And Rachel you don't have Emma! (Starts yelling) Where's Emma? Who has Emma!?
Joey: Oh yeah! The casserole lady.
Monica: Oh! I hate that guy! I mean come on kid! Pull up your pants!
Phoebe: Oh can I? Vegetarians never get to do the wishbone. It's really not fair either! You know, just because we don't eat the meat doesn't mean we don't like to play with the carcasses!
Rachel: Oh no, I'm good, I don't wanna get that turkey smell all over my hands.
Rachel: Oh, I know, I know, the odds are against us, but somebody has to win, and it could be us! And then how you gonna feel? You know, we're gonna be all like "oh everybody, let's take our helicopters up to the cape" and you're gonna be all like "oh, I can't guys, I'll meet you guys up there, I gotta gas up the Hyundai"
Ross: Oh, I'm sorry, did I say "invest it"? I meant "be cool and piss it all away" (Joey and Chandler pleased)
Joey: Oh, you will when I pick you as starting forward.
Ross: Oh, I've gotten into the habit of calling Rachel "Mommy" when we're around Emma. Which I now realize we are not ...
Chandler: Hello? Hello? Oh, hey Charlie. Did anybody else hear? ... What? Susan got it?? How? Oh man, I would have slept with him!! .. Alright, bye. (hangs up)
Rachel: (surprised) OH! Alright, you know what? That's it! I want my share of the tickets (picks up the bowl)!
Phoebe: Oh, you guys! We've got to keep all the tickets together (takes the bowl from Ross and puts it on the table)
Chandler: Oh, yeah! Thanks for inventing the lottery!
Joey: (in pain) Oh!
Rachel: Oh, if she jumps, I get her tickets.
Phoebe: Ok, good! (pause) You guys were so scared! There was no way I was gonna dump this...(a pigeon swoops down, scaring Phoebe who drops the bowl on the street) Oh God, no! (pause) I think I broke your bowl.
Monica: Oh, play them!
Second Message: "Listen, oh... it turns I got the last spot. I'm really sorry man, it was a lot of fun working with you. Give me a call if you want."
Monica: Oh God, I am so sorry honey...
All: Oh, so sorry man! Sorry!
Rachel: Oh, it is so unfair. It's like that time they promoted Sandra over me at work.
Chandler: Oh, is she related to Ralph Lauren?
Ross: Oh yeah, it's a good idea!
Ross: Oh, we have one too!!
Ross: Oh yeah, no no no...that's great!
Ross: Oh, Rach...oh..."gleba" is not a word.
Rachel: Oh, but of course it is!
Ross: Oh, oh, ok, great. You know what, while you're at it she said another word the other day, why don't you, why don't you look up: pbbqqt....
Chandler: Oh no no no no, I'd love to be somebody's assistant! Answering phones, getting coffee, I live for that stuff! And I'm not too mature... farts, boobies, butt cracks!
Chandler: What? (pause) Oh, yeah, I'm gonna be a junior copywriter.
Everybody: (excited) Oh my God, congratulations!
Monica: Oh sweetie, I'm so proud of you!
Chandler: (smiling, surprised) Oh yeah? (looks towards the kitchen, worried) Listen, don't tell Monica, she'll rip your heart right out.
Joey: Oh yeah.
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!