words in movies
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!
Joey: Yeah, that was a disappointment...(pause) Oh, hey!D'you want to come down to the set and tell me if I'm doing ok?
Joey: Right!(he starts to ape her)"Oh my God, is this the men's room? Oh, I feel so foolish, have you always known you wanted to be an actor?" (he inclines his head as if to look at a man's private parts)
Phoebe: Oh no!You guys aren't supposed to get divorced for 7 years!
Phoebe: Oh, good!Ok, good for you!Try to recapture the magic!
Monica: Oh, honey!I can't. I was just telling these guys that things are crazy at the restaurant!
Chandler: Oh, that's ok.I'll just try and reschedule. (on the phone) "Hi, this is Chandler Bing. I made a reservation there and I need to change it (pause) Oh, what do you mean it's not refundable? Can I just come some other time? (pause) Oh, can't you make an exception?"
Chandler: (on the phone) "Look, this is ridiculous! I'm not paying for that room! Ok?" (pause) "Oh, thank you very much!" (hangs up) Yeah, I'm going to Vermont...
Ross: Oh, don't worry about it! Just use your travel insurance.
Rachel: Oh, please!Honey, just the fact that you want me here to support you, I'm...OH MY GOD!Is that Christian Sanders?He's so gorgeous!
Rachel: Oh, in my head he's done some pretty "not-gay-stuff"!
Joey: Oh, wish me luck!
Rachel: Oh, I'm sorry, you're right.I'm sorry, good luck! (they hug)
Joey/Drake: Oh, what about this one.
Rachel: (watching a television where the scene is shown, startled) OH!
Monica: Oh..please!I-I welcome criticism.
Joey: Oh, you know, the writing was good, and the director is good, and... and my co-star's good but they're not as good as me!
Rachel: Me? Oh, no, I am not an actress.
Joey: Oh, all right, I can ask Monica.
Rachel: Oh screw her, that part is mine!
Ross: Oh, that's not cool.
Chandler: I think I know what you mean though...the lamp is the hotel's, but the bulbs (goes to take the bulb)...oh, you already got that.
Monica: Let me think. Oh, when I was younger I used to dream that I got married to Mayor McCheese, and on our wedding night I ate his head.
Rachel: Oh yeah! I mean, that was pretty intense.
Monica: Olivia? I thought she was marrying Connor! (pause) Oh right, real life more important.
Monica: Oh...Phoebe? Maybe I wasn't clear before. I really love listening to your music here, but my restaurant is sort of an upscale place.
Phoebe: Oh, ok. Fine, I'll just, I'll take the hat back (she puts the hat in a bag and she crushes it angrily on the floor with her foot).
Monica: Oh really, you want to talk about quality? Have you heard of a key? It's what some people sing in.
Chandler: Oh we did, and you still have all your lamps.
Chandler: Oh, I didn't factor in the room tax.
Ross: Oh dude, don't worry about it, I found an unattended maid's car. We're way ahead of the game.
Ross: Oh my god.
Ross: Oh, my maple candy!
Monica: Oh yeah? Ok, let's settle this, come on!
Phoebe: Oh...Who was so stupid and stubborn that she lashed out against her friend's cooking which she actually thinks is pretty great! (raises her hand)
Joey: (Touches the back of his head and licks his fingers) Oh man! I thought I got it all!
Joey: Oh...I don't think it's going very well...
Joey: (approvingly) Oh! ok, yeah, I think I can do that. Yeah ok, there's this party scene coming up.. and Olivia and her husband are there and all Drake wants to do is grab her and kiss her, but he can't... And that makes me think about all those times when I wanted to grab you and kiss you, but you didn't know so I would just pretend everything was cool, but really, it was killing me.
Rachel: Oh God, ohh, okay, y'know what, do you think ah, do you think that you just forget that I told you this?
MONICA: Oh, I'll have an espresso. Oh acutally, I'll get it. If I ask you to, you'll probably end up drinking it yourself.
Chandler: Oh yea, your right. Its the second one.
Fat Monica: Oh gosh, listen if you and Chip do it tonight, promise me you'll tell me everything.
RICHARD: Oh, no, honey, I mean, don't worry, I like hanging out with those guys. It's fun for me. They're different than my other friends, they don't start sentences with, 'You know who just died shoveling snow?'
Monica: Oh my God! You're water broke!
Phoebe: Oh my God!
Bitsy: She actually makes me miss that pill-popping ex-wife of his. (Mike walks in) Oh, hello dear...
Rachel: I don't know, I mean, this is just my initial gut feeling... but I'm thinking... oh, I'm thinking it'd be really great.
Joey: (clinks his glass) Id like to propose a toast. To Monica and Chandler, the greatest couple in the world. And my best friends. Now, my when I first found out they were getting married I was, I was a little angry. I was like, (overly angry) "Why God? Why? How can you take them away from me?!" But then I thought back over all our memories together, some happy memories. (Does a fake laugh.) And-and there was some sad memories. (Starts to break down and cry.) Im sorry. And-and some scared memoriesWhoa! (He jumps back, startled.) Eh? And then, and then I realized Ill always be their friend, their friend who can speak in many dialects and has training in stage combat and is willing to do partial nudity. (Starts to walk away, but realizes something.) Oh! To the happy couple!
Chandler: Oh no.
Phoebe: Oh my God, she's so stupid!
Monica: Oh thats a great idea. Youre really good on the phone.
Joey: Hello! (Listens.) Oh yeah! (To Chandler) It's the apartment manager; Ross put us down as references. (To the apartment manager.) Ross is the greatest guy you'll ever meet! Yeah, he's very reliable.
Joey: Oh my!
Rachel: Oh! Well, as a single woman, who is available, I think you look great!
Chandler: Oh no problem, maybe Ill play with my left hand.
Mrs. Waltham: Oh, am I on the radio?
Chandler: Oh, yeah, sure, its not mine anyway. It can with the pants.
Phoebe: Oh, just ask him!
Monica: Oh, would you let it go already?! Youre fine!
PHOEBE: You guys are so pathetic, I, oh, OH, XANADU! OH.
Chloe: Oh, well I tell Issac everything.
Ross: (sarcastically) Oh Great! After I finish my wine I'm going to blow my... eh. average-sized brains out.
Dr. Harad: (laughing) Oh Fonzie.
Chandler: Oh.
Monica: Oh, great!
Phoebe: Oh my God!
Rachel: Oh, how does he look? How does he look?
Mrs. Green: Oh, Im so happy Im gonna do this for my little girl. Aw, look at you. You have tears in your eyes.
Joey: Oh my God.
Rachel: Oh!... Oh and Emma, look at your stuffed animals lined up so neatly!
Kathy: Oh wow. I really wish youd call me.
Monica: Oh no-no-no, stay, stay, stay, just keep talking. Im always the hostess.
Monica: Oh that's great!
Monica: Oh my God, are you out of a job?
Monica: Oh my God! Hes gonna rat me out!
Ross: Oh that is so great! That's
Joey: Hey come on now, this is a real date. Uh, so nice place you got here. Foosball, huh? Pizza box. Oh, a subscription to Playboy, my kind of woman.
Phoebe: Oh, I can't believe you called her fat.
Ross: Oh no-no-no! Oh-no! (Emily starts to run out and Ross chases her.) No! No! Emily!
Chandler: Oh no-no-no-no-no-no, vomit tux! No-no, vomit tux!
Ross: Yeahoh! Hey listen umm, Emily found this wedding dress in London
Eric: Oh umm, Im the solar system. (Hes wearing a black sweater with the planets glued on around the sun.) Yeah, my students helped me make itI teach the second grade.
Lady: Oh, sure. I’m showing it to someone else right now, but please, look around.
Rachel: Oh yeah! I know.
Rachel: Oh my God, Le Poo, our dog!
Rachel: (interrupting) Oh my God! My dog died!
Phoebe: Oh, the Olympics.
Chandler: Oh, is it on the computer, cuz I'd love to give it a read...?
Rachel: Oh yeah! (Turns to face him.)
Chandler: Oh, come on! You've been acting strange all day!
Mr. Treeger:: Thank you, listen, thanks a lot Tribbiani, (checks watch). Oh my God, look at the time, I gotta catch the bus to the ball.
Ross: No! Oh, no-no-no. Hey, you weren't bad, you've been very good, Ben.
Rachel: Oh hi!
MONICA: Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God.
Rachel: Oh I know, my God, this is sothis rice is soI am so good.
MR. GREENE: Oh hello Ross, where have you been?
Janice: (Ross is still taking their photo) Oh, I'm gonna blow this one up, and I'm gonna write 'Reunited' in glitter.
Rachel: (seeing Ross and Bonnie inside Central Perk) Oh my God! Phoebe look, its Ross and that girl.
Rachel: Oh, Ross
JOEY: Oh man, she's so smokin, she has got the greatest set of. . . no guys around, huh.
Rachel: Oh, yeah, I had too. There was never any parking by the Psychology building.
Joey: (shocked) Oh! Ohh! Oh!!
Joey: Oh, hey. Come on man, don't look at me like that, she used to drive you nuts before too, remember?
Monica: Oh my God, you cant even see where the Titanic hit it.
Monica: Oh, I don't know. Maybe, um, "That was nice?" Admit something to me? "I'll call you?"
Chandler: Oh, then no thanks. What the hell was that? Mental note: If Jill Goodacre offers you gum, you take it. If she offers you mangled animal carcass, you take it.
MRS GREEN: Oh my god, there's an unattractive nude man playing the cello.
Ross: HEY, SHE'S FAST!! OKAY?!! (Chandler is so shocked at Ross's outburst that he drops his spoon and backs up) Oh! You-you think you can be beat me? Let's go! Outside!!
Phoebe: Oh, I hate this. Everything's changing.
Phoebe: Oh, ok, you know what I don't get? The way guys can do so many mean things, and then not even care.
Chandler: Oh, because we love kids. Love ‘em to death.Well, not actually to death, that's just a figure of speech - we love kids the appropriate amount... as allowed by law.
Phoebe: Oh I just miss him so much!
Chandler: Oh, come on Monica, reliving past pain and getting depressed is what Thanksgiving is all about. Y'know, for me anyway. And of course, the Indians.
Ross: Oh, thanks, thanks. So Monica tells me that uh, you dont want to play anymore because me and y'know my talent. Is that true?
Rachel: Oh my God, honey, I'm so sorry!
Phoebe: Oh, look-look, Joey's on TV! Isn't that great? My pledge got Joey on TV! Oh that makes me feelOh no! (Realizes that her deed made her happy and therefore it's selfish and covers her mouth in horror.)
Joey: Oh yeah? (Puts the hat on.) If youre gonna make me choose between you and the hat? I choose the hat.
RACH: Oh, I know, I'm sorry you guys. You're just gonna have to get used to the fact that I will not be dating Ross.
Rachel: (Into the phone) Hello? (announces to Amy) Oh, it's our nanny! (goes back to the phone conversation) Hi! Oh... God! I hope you feel better! Ok, bye! (Hangs up) (To Ross) That's Molly, she's sick. Can you watch Emma today?
Chandler: Oh my God!
Phoebe: Oh, I know.
Monica: Oh. I guess you can. Okay but; I-I have to return it, so you cant like it.
Rachel: Late thirties? Oh come on you guys! Is it just me? Am I overreacting to this?
Ross: Oh, no! The MET! The Metropolitan Museum of Art.
Rachel: Oh, I went to have pizza. With Danny.
Chandler: Oh God, kindergarten flashback.
Joey: Oh yeah, yeah! He's done tons of commercials. I've seen him in like Sugar Smacks, Playstation, and that one for the phone company. In fact he was so good in that one, he actually convinced me to switch phone companies. Chandler was mad .
Ross: (sexily) Yes there will. (Mona leaves and Ross tries to find the same table.) Oh guess what, Molly Gilbert youve just been bumped up to table one. And if its all right with you Im gonna take your place at table sixMartin Clickclocken.
Phoebe: Oh! And, he's the kinda guy who, when you're talking, he's listening, y'know, and not saying 'Yeah, I understand' but really wondering what you look like naked.
Monica: Oh no! You and Phoebe are gonna help me in here.
Janice: Oh, Im sorry honey, Im so, so, (nasally) haaaaa! Im so, so sorry, I just (nasally) haaaaaa! But I, oh what happened was, I-I-I cant breathe. Can you get me a bag, or something?
ROSS: Oh right, right.� (They pause and exchange a glance. Then, Ross looks away.)� So, are you . . . ah . . . you excited about your, your first night away from Emma?
Monica: Oh thats my doodle of a ladybug, with a top hat. (to Phoebe) Shes fancy.
Monica: Oh, Larry.
Larry: Oh, I don't know about that.
Rachel: No! (Joey sets his beer and bag of chips down and heads into his room.) Oh what does he know! Come on Rosita, us chichas got to stick together! (She tries pulling on the back of the chair, until the hinge breaks and the back falls off.) You bitch!
Ross: Oh, so-so you talked to her. Did she, did she sound mad?
Chandler: Oh yeah!