words in movies
JOEY: Oh no, can't invite her. She also steals.
JOEY: Oh that's nice. Happy birthday Rachel, here's some goo.
MONICA: [answers the door] Dr. Greene. Oh my God it's Rachel's dad. What're you doing here?
MRS. GREENE: Oh, I missed you kids. Well, should I put my coat in the bedroom?
MRS. GREENE: Oh well thank you. Such a gentleman. Thank you. [Chandler takes the hot pink coat and grimaces at it] Ahh, it all looks so nice, so festive, all the balloons... [Chandler, remembering that Joey and Mr. Greene are in the bedroom, throws her coat in a cupboard] The funniest thing happened to me on the way here. I was...[Joey peeks out]
PHOEBE: [cutting Mrs. Greene off] Ha-ha, that's great, ha-ha. I can't wait to hear the rest of it, ya know, but I really have to go to the bathroom so... Hey, come with me. Yeah, yeah, it'll be like we're gal pals, ya know, like at a restraunt. Oh, it'll be fun, c'mon. [they go in the bathroom]
MONICA: Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God.
JOEY: [peeks back out] Ok, now that your coat is safely in the bedr-, [sees that the coast is clear] oh, ok we can come back out in the living room.
ROSS: Oh, now you can exchange them if you want, ok.
RACHEL: Oh my gosh, wow. Monica. Oh my god. Mom. This is so great.
MONICA: Ok people, I want you to take a piece of paper, here you go, and write down your most embarassing memory. Oh, and I do ask that when you're not using the markers, you put the caps back on them because they will dry out.
ROSS: Oh, here, I, I'll get it for ya. Whad'ya want?
MR. GREENE: Oh hello Ross, where have you been?
MRS. GREENE: Oh, scotch neat. Ya know, that's Rachel's father's drink.
ROSS: Oh, mine too. Isn't that neat, scotch neat. Would you excuse me? [walks out in the hallway, Mr. Greene is walking out of Chandler and Joey's apartment] Hey, hey, where you uh, sneakin off to mister?
PHOEBE: Oh no, ooh, ooh, did somebody forget to use a coaster?
CHANDLER: [running out of his apartment after a girl] Ok, ok, you can be shirts and I'll be skins. I'll be skins. [sits down beside Rachel] Hey, how you holdin' up there, tiger? Oh, sorry, when my parents were getting divorced I got a lot of tigers. Got a lot of champs, chiefs, sports, I even got a governor.
RACHEL: This is it, isn't it? I mean, this is what my life is gonna be like. My mom there, my dad there. Thanksgiving, Christmas. She gets the house, he's in some condo my sister's gonna decorate with wicker. Oh, Chandler how did you get through this?
RACHEL: Oh ok.
PHOEBE: Oh no, you're not supposed to be here. This is the staging area, you should, it's all wrong, you should leave, ya know, get out. [opens the door, the guys are right there] Or perhaps you'd like a creme d'menthe.
PHOEBE: Oh all right, then I guess we're going back into the hallway.
MRS. GREENE: Oh, you kids [she caresses his face and chest] Well, this is the best party I've been to in years.
Rachel: Oh.
Monica: Oh
Rachel: Oh, hi! How are you doing?
Roger: Oh, just seems as though that maybe you have intimacy issues. Y'know, that you use your humour as a way of keeping people at a distance.
Rachel: Pat the dog. Oh! Oh! I get it!! (Laughs and finishes her drink.)
Monica: Oh yeah, whats the plan?
Mrs. Geller: Oh, she just graduated, and she wants to be something in cooking, or food, or.... I don't know. Anyway, I told her you had a restaurant-
Rachel: Oh my God Phoebe, this is impossible! We cant do this by Friday! We have to find a place. We have to invite people! We have to get food! Theres just too much to do! Its impossible! We cant do it! We cannot do it! We cannot do it!
Ross: We got a head, we got shoulders, we got arms, we got, oh, look at the little fingers, oh, and a chest, and a stomach. It's a boy, definitely a boy! All right! Ok, legs, knees, and feet. Oh, oh. He's here. He's a person.
Phoebe: (gasps) Oh my God Ross!!
Rachel: (sympathetic) Oh. (Starts rubbing his wrist with her fingers.) Its gotta be rough.
Phoebe: Oh hi!
Rachel: Oh my God! Joey!
Monica: Oh my God! Thats great! Oh wow! (Hugs him.) Youre a published writer! I wish I had a present for you!
Monica: (excited) Oh my God!
Ross: Oh my God! Rach-Rach, are-are-are you sure?
Phoebe: Oh! Oh! Oh no!! You swore!
Joey: Oh my God, that's great! I'm smart!! No, no, I'm... (he uses the Thesaurus) "brainy, bright, clever", I love this thing! Look out ladies, Joey Tribbiani's got the whole package!!
Ross: (loosening his tie) Oh, who cares?
Rachel: Oh my God, look-look hes taking off her clothes!
Rachel: Oh no-no-no
Phoebe: Oh! Here it is! (Noticing it next to the door.) Ooh, Joey! Why did you sign it, "Son of a bitch?" (Son of a bitch is written across the entire picture.)
Monica: Oh that's okay. Dont worry about it, you can give it to me when we get back.
Ross: You did! Oh.... I always figured you just thought I was Monica's geeky older brother.
Ross: Oh, no, it's great. It's great. He is... He is an amazing guy.
Tag: Oh, Im sorry. (He bends over to pick the stuff up.)
Monica: Relax! Youll be fine. (Chandler exhales and turns off the table light.) Oh much better. Youre invisible now.
Monica: Oh, Nancy Thompson from Phoebes old massage place is getting fired.
Phoebe: Oh, yeah, it's my mom's.
Monica: Oh God, maybe he wont see us. Richard!
Rachel: Oh, why do you even bother? I already ruined her first birthday... And do you know how important these early experiences are Ross? Very! According to the back cover of that book that you gave me.
Phoebe: (entering) Oh, hey, you guys!
Phoebe: Oh please, you are not gonna ditch again like you did with London.
Ross: Oh thanks!
Joey: Oh. Well good! (To himself) For me. (He picks up a jar of lotion.) What is this? Did you give yourself a facial?
Rachel: It was ... (can't remember) oh my god. He didn't have a last name. It was just "Tag". You know, like Cher, or, you know, Moses.
Monica: Oh, just so you know, you-you have to let him win.
Rachel: Oh, I would love to!
Phoebe: Oh, anyway, they say, if we want, we can see it tonight.
JADE: Oh, you know, the usual, teaching aerobics, partying way too much. Oh, and in case you were wondering, those are my legs on the new James Bond poster.
Salesman: Oh. Okay! How can I help you?
Ross: Well, oh, Im sorry your car broke down Pheebs, but Im a little too busy with some of my real friends right now, but please call to let me know you got home safely okay?
Phoebe: Oh yeah, okay. I'm uptight. Yeah, that's why I don't want to watch a middle aged guy dance around in what I can only assume is a child halloween costume! (turns to look at Monica and Rachel who look like they feel very sorry for the stripper)
Rachel: Oh oh oh, wait! You only got whipped cream in there! Ya gotta take a bite with all the layers!
Monica: I have no moves. (He moves in to kiss her and she laughs and backs away.) Okay, whatcha doin there?! (Giggles.) Oh yknow what? Im sorry, this is just too weird.
Phoebe: Oh no! (She runs to see.) (Running back, excitedly) Oh! Wow!!!
Rachel: Oh wow! Look at this place!
Rachel: (yelling from another room) Oh my God!
Phoebe: Oh me too.
Rachel: Oh yeah? Startin to feel her again there are we?
Rachel: Oh.
Phoebe: Oh.
Phoebe: Oh.
Chandler: Oh, whats at 8:00?
Rachel: (taking a bite) Oh, Im sorry what?
Ross: Oh yeah? What are you gonna do?
Phoebe: Oh thats a nickname we were trying out.
Rachel: (freaking out) Oh my god!!
Phoebe: Oh! Heres Joseph Francis!
Rachel: Oh well then, so Im just going to go back to talking to my friend here. And you can go back to enjoying your little hamburger.
Ross: Of course you would, your brains are smaller than mine!! (Rachel nods) Man, I can't compete with the guys she goes out with, they are so out of my league! oh my God!
Receptionist: Oh that one is available now, but only identical twins are eligible. Its a twins study.
Monica: Oh my God! Thats Pete! But why is Bill huggin Pete?
Rachel: Oh, okay. Hey, can I ask you a question? Was it me, or-or was the guy who took my blood sample really cute? Yknow who Im talking about, bald haircut, hairy fingers (Stops when she realizes it was her.)
Ross: No problem, ok, mmmwa (kisses Carol) oh, mmmwa (kisses Carol's stomach, then punches Susan's shoulder) Susan... (Ross leaves.)
Phoebe: Oh, you say someones name enough, they turn around.
David: (noticing Phoebe) Oh my God!
Phoebe: (gasps) (whispering) Oh my God! Thats David!
Phoebe: (excited) Yes! Oh no!
Joey: Oh! (Pulls up his pants.) Sorry. Uh, Ive got those plans with Phoebe, why?
Chandler: Oh really? Uh, Monica said she had a date at 9:00.
Rachel: Oh God, it says he was hit by an ice cream truck and dragged for nine-(turns over the note)-teen blocks. Oh. (They all come out from Monica's bedroom) Oh my God.
Joey: Oh, were supposed to just get him a ticket?! That guy is always mooching off of us!
Ross: Oh you guys, I-I really think just one of us should go out there so she's not overwhelmed...
Chandler: I am trying to open your eyes, my man! Don't you see, if you lived with Phoebe she's always gonna be there. You're gonna get home, she's there. You go to bed, she's there. You wake up and oh yes, she's there!
Phoebe: Oh, I wouldnt miss this.
Chandler: Oh yes!
Chandler: Oh yes!
Chandler: Oh yes! Oh yes!
Chandler: You had a dream about a girl that I am seeing?! Oh, that is so cool! (To Monica) I can't tell you how many times I've dreamt about a girl that he was seeing. (Seeing Monica's stare.) (To Joey) Anyway we're talking about your dream. (To Monica) I love you. (To Joey) Your dream? (Leans in to listen closely.)
Rachel: Oh no-no-no-no-no, no you dont!
Rachel: Oh for God sake just pick a piece!
MONICA: Exactly. Oh, I love that I can be totally neurotic around you now. Tell me the truth. Don't you like it better now that everything on your desk is perpendicular?
Ross: Oh, hey Aunt Millie.
Phoebe: By the time anyone's figured out what we've done, we'll be in sunny Mexico. (BEAT) Oh, wait, that's the end of a different plan.
Chandler: Oh, yeah, right, OK... inlcuding the waffles last week, you now owe me... 17 jillion dollars.
Chandler: Oh you knew that. Good!
Monica: Oh, But you're finally doing something that you love! I can't ask you to give that up. Though it'd be nice if the thing that you love was y'know... finding gold.
Rachel: Oh! Yay! Look! Theres a piece that doesnt have floor on it!
Monica: Oh wait I forgot my wrap.
Chandler: Oh yeah. First off all, chasing the Churo guy isn't jogging.
All: (groaning) Oh no! Oh no! (They all start to get up a leave.)
Rachel: Oh I dont-I dont know.
Monica: Oh my God! Then-then-then what are we even doing?! What is this?!
Phoebe: Really?! Oh thats so exciting! Thank you! Thanks Mon! Oh but Mon, if you touch my guitar again Ill have to pound on you for a little bit.
Rachel: Oh, heres that trench-coat that you wanted.
Carol: Oh no. I thought you said they could shoot the spot without you.
Susan: Oh yeah, Im so excited, Ive never been there.
Phoebe: (entering) Hey, you guys. Listen, Im sorry that I was hogging the game before(Sees the top ten list)Oh my God! Your friends have some unfortunate initials!
Rachel: Okay get your coat! (They get their coats and start to leave. Rachel suddenly stops and sticks the hand up the back of her shirt.) Oh! When did you unhook this? (Her bra.) Nice work!