words in movies
Phoebe: Oh! Joey uh, were you in our room last night?
Chandler: And Im the happiest guy in the world! (Monica goes and sits down in a huff.) Oh honey, come on dont be upset. We still have so much to look forward to!
Monica: Oh yeah, right. (Rolls her eyes.)
Chandler: Oh.
Monica: Oh thanks. (Reading the bill) Champagne, strawberries Oh my God! I cant believe Chandler ordered porn on our wedding night!
Monica: No! (Pause) But, theyre callin out to me! I mean this little guy (Holds up a small one) even crawled up into my lap. Oh come on, Chandler wouldnt mind if I opened just one present! What do you think it is?
Monica: Oh wow! Okay. Well that was fun.
Phoebe: Oh yeah.
Rachel: Oh Joey! Joey! No, its not you! You didnt get anybody pregnant!
Joey: Oh. Why would you scare me like that? What the hell is going on? (Pause.) Is somebody pregnant?
Phoebe: Oh yeah. Thats me.
Joey: Oh my God Pheebs! Youre gonna have a baby?
Phoebe: Yes. Yes I am. Oh my God, Im gonna have a baby! (Joey and Phoebe hug.)
Phoebe: Oh some guy from my gym. A little annoying.
Phoebe: Oh, well what are you doing here? Are you about to do it? (Gasps) Is it Gunther?
Phoebe: Youre thinking about this way too much. Just tell him and get it over with. Its like, its like ripping off this Band-Aid. (On her arm) Quick and painless, watch. (Rips it off.) Oh mother of See?
Joey: Oh good, uh youre here. Uh Pheebs? Listen uh sit down. I-I got something I want to say.
Monica: Oh my God! Joey!
Joey: Oh my God.
Phoebe: (gasps) Oh my God! I know who the father is (She walks into Monica and Chandlers.)
Woman At The Wedding: Oh! Of course. (Ross and Chandler pose and she takes the picture.)
Chandler: Oh yeah. Ill take, Ill take your picture. (He takes the picture with his finger over the lens.)
Rachel: Oh God Oh, hes in there right now?
Rachel: Oh Phoebe!
Phoebe: Oh no. Could I get anyone a coffee or poison? No? Just for me? Okay. (Walks away.)
Rachel: Oh, its just not the right time.
Tag: Oh. (He drops her hand.)
Joey: Oh hey! You got my parents gift! (Holds it up.)
Rachel: Oh wow, you didnt even try to unhook my bra!
Rachel: No! Joey, oh youre so sweet. Youre so-so sweet, honey. But Im not, Im not looking for a husband.
Monica: Yeah! Oh and interesting because I found the cameras in one of our bags! (Throws them into his chest.)
Monica and Phoebe: Oh my God!!
Joey: (slow on the uptake) Oh my God!
Ross: Oh hey, right back at ya.
Tag: Oh, its crazy about Rachel huh?
Joey: Oh, it's okay. You don't have to be so mean about it.
Phoebe: There you go! Oh, you are so lucky! You might actually get to meet Sting tomorrow! Thats why you have kids!
Monica: Oh, look, he's waking up!
Janice: Well, I gotta buy a vowel. Because, oh my Gawd! Who, would've thought that someday, Chandler Bing would buy me a drawer.
Mike: Oh, thank God. (he laughs nervously, and Phoebe gets her keychain from her bag.)
Joey: Oh, no don't worry about that, I swallowed that years ago.
Rachel: Me too. Oh, I'm just sorry I'm not gonna be around to watch you two attempt to handle this! Alright, I can't say goodbye to you guys again. I love you all so much.
Rachel: Oh, good for you!
Girls: Oh, yeah, right.
Ross: Oh man, I can't believe you guys are leaving this place.
Rachel: Just a touch. Mon, I don't understand. I mean, you've been dating this guy since like, what... his midterms? I mean, why all the sudden are you so... Oh.
Phoebe: Oh yeahNo, she was really nice to me, but shes in hell for sure.
Ross: Oh, you're... (gives up)
Rachel: Oh my God. I cannot keep having this same fight with you Ross! Look, urrgh, maybe we should take a break.
Tommy: (noticing the chick) Ooh, hey! Hey, there little fella. (picks up the chick) Mr. Fuzzy-Man, how are you doing? (starts to pet him) Aww. (The chick poops on his hand.) Eww! Oh! Eww! Gross! Idiot!! Stupid little, fuzzy, yellow creature!! Oh look at me, Im so cute, Im a little chick whos disgusting! God, youre so stupid, how are you not yet extinct!! (the duck wattles behind him and quacks) (to the duck) Quack-quack, quack-quack!! What are you quacking about?! Dumb Donald Doo-Doo!!
Rachel: (looks interested) Oh my God! Wow! That was fantastic, I almost leaned in. I really almost did!
Rachel: Oh. Right.
Phoebe: (to Joey): Oh I see, so then, you were lying.
Rachel: Oh, wait and on the nineteenth a secret crush announces itself.
Woman: Oh hi, Im, Im Mona from her restaurant.
Monica: Oh, Rachel!
Phoebe: Oh, it's like the mother ship is calling you home.
Rachel: Oh my God!
Rachel: Oh, Monica! Would you stop being such a wuss?
Rachel: Oh no, Baby Girl Geller-Green.
Chandler: Oh, will you give me the thing. (Snatches the camera)
Joey: Oh, man. What're the odds of that happening?
Janice: Oh, look at us! Who wouldve thought that Cupid had a station at 14th Street Nails. (Does the laugh)
Joey: Ha, oh, of course.
Ross: Oh, I am very in.
Joey: (taking a bite) Oh, great! Can you believe I found it on the second floor?
Sophie: You brought a picnic, oh, what a boyfriend. Thats it, on Monday I start wearing make-up.
Ross: Oh God. Y'know, botanists are such geeks.
Joey: Oh!
Rachel: Oh, time's up.
Joey: Oh, yeah, good idea.
Rachel: Oh. Right. ...Oh great.
Phoebe: Oh, okay, I learned how to shoot a lay-up, a foul shot, and a twenty-three pointer.
Ross: Oh, hey y'know, they-they really overcharge you for that stuff. (Rachel glares at him.) But who cares?! Because it's all on me! (Rachel reaches into the fridge and pulls out two handfuls of those mini booze bottles.) (Watching her.) That is, one big drink!
Rachel: Oh, umm, okay, yeah, I'll be, yeah I'll be right back. (Goes to her room.)
Monica: Oh, hang on, hang on. Does Aunt Monica get a say in this?
Chandler: Oh, thats Parents Day, first grade. Thats me with the janitor Martin.
Rachel: Oh, I dont know. Well maybe its just the idea of Barry for the rest of my life. I dont know I think I feel like I need to have one last fling, y'know, just to sorta get it out of my system. (Chandler is listening in very intensely)
Chandler: Oh yeah, I just showed this a picture of you and guys were throwing themselves at me! Theyre buying me drinks! Theyre giving me stuff! (to Joey) Knicks tonight?
Phoebe: Oh no, how?
Joey: Great story! But, I uh, I gotta go, I got a date with Andrea--Angela--Andrea... Oh man, (looks to Chandler)
Chandler: Oh! Thanks, I'm crazy about our place. Hey! speaking of crazy... do you have a history of mental illness in the family?
Rachel: Anybody wanna trade? Oh...
Ross: Oh, what? What-what?
Monica: Oh my gosh! Rachel, honey.. are you okay? Where-where's Paolo?
PHOEBE: Oh, no no, that side doesn't have one, the paramedics had to cut through it. [Chandler jumps out of the car]
Rachel: Oh God, Ross, I cannot do this.
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.