words in movies
Ross: Oh! Got em right here, (Pats his coat pocket) check!
Ross: Oh, Ill-Ill come hug you.
Phoebe: Oh, have a great wedding!
Phoebe: Oh, hey, Chandler I wanna hug you too!
Phoebe: Oh, and great! You might as well bring me my book, its on the counter in your apartment.
Chandler: Oh. (Goes and gets Phoebes book as Rachel comes in from her room.)
Rachel: Oh, I know.
Phoebe: Oh, do you need a hug? You dont have to bring me anything!
Chandler: Oh, what the hell is that?
Emily: and that was all before 10 oclock. The caterer rang and said it was going to be Chicken Kiev instead of Chicken Tarragon. And then the florist phoned to say there arent any tulips. Oh, and the chilliest has carpel-tunel syndrome. Were not gonna be
Emily: I still cant believe theyre tearing it down. It really is the most lovely building youll ever see. I mean its over (She stops suddenly, when she sees that demolition has already started.) Oh my God!
Emily: Oh. Oh. (She starts running towards the building.)
Emily: (running in, with Ross) Oh. Oh my God. How can this be happening? What are we going to do?
Phoebe: Oh. Oh.
Rachel: Oh, honey! Dont get up! What do you need?
Phoebe: Oh, no. Oh, nothing.
Rachel: Oh, I dont know. I guess we have to eat.
Phoebe: Oh. No. No. Good! Yeah, me neither.
Rachel: Phoebe, Im going to Rosss wedding because he is my ex-boyfriend and that would be really uncomfortable. Not because, Im still in love with him! I mean, hey, yknow, I like Ross as much as the next guy, yknow? Clearly I have feelings for him, but feelings dont mean love! I mean, I still have loving feelings for Ross. Yeah! But, I have, I have continuing feelings of love, but that doesnt mean that-that Im still in love with him. Yknow? I-I have sexual feelings for him, but I do love himOhh! Oh my God! Oh mywhy didnt you tell me?!!
Phoebe: Oh no, Ross doesnt know anything.
Rachel: Oh, I can not believe you didnt tell me!
Joey: Oh, I embarrass you?
Chandler: Oh really? Then how come no one here is wearing them?
Joey: Oh yeah? (Puts the hat on.) If youre gonna make me choose between you and the hat? I choose the hat.
Joey: Oh. (Takes off the hat.) Sorry!
Joey: (on tape) Oh, Chandler.
Monica: Oh my God!
Monica: Oh my God. Youre even dumber than I am!
Emily: Oh God.
Phoebe: Oh...yes..is this..umm..Emilys Parents house.
Mrs. Geller: Sweetheart. Oh sorry were late, my fault, I insisted on riding the tube.
Phoebe: (Looking relieved. She puts down the phone.) Oh thank god. Oh, you changed your mind. Oh, look I know you probably want to be alone, and you dont want to talk about it, thats fine. I just want you to know, I think you are doing the right thing and...
Phoebe: Oh, hi, Mrs. Waltham. I need to speak with ether one of the best men, or Rosss sister Monica.
Phoebe: Oh, Im Phoebe Buffay. Im one of Rosss best friends.
Mrs. Waltham: Oh, am I on the radio?
Monica: Oh, my mothers right. Im never going to get married.
Ticket Agent: Oh Im afraid that plane has already pulled away from the gate.
Chandler: Oh yea yea, absolutely.
Rachel: Oh. Im sorry. Im very sorry. Sorry. (She hums and sighs happily.) Its just, Im ahh, Im kinda excited. Im, ahh, going to London to ahh, tell this guy that I love him and... (He puts his headphones on to ignore her.)
Chandler: Oh my god!
Passenger: (Frustrated he takes his headphones off.) Oh, oh oh!! Im sorry, can I interrupt? You know I just want to say..That you are a horrible, horrible person.
Mrs. Geller: (Looking around at the chapel.) Oh my God! Its like a fairyland.
Chandler: Oh yea, your right. Its the second one.
Joey: Oh, yeah.
Emily: (Giggles.) Ohh...(She realizes that shes in her gown.) Oh! You were not meant to see me before the wedding. Its bad luck.
Phoebe: Oh thats so great! Ohh, so whats going on now?
Phoebe: No!! wait, wait, wait!! Oh please, hold it up so I can listen. (Joey looks at Ross and holds the phone above Rosss shoulder.)
Monica: Oh yeah. Definitely.
Rachel: Oh its umm, its tofu cake. Do you want some? (He makes a disgusted noise and heads for his room, Chandler follows him in.)
Rachel: Hey, that is the babys problem. (Dr. Green returns.) Oh, everything okay with the waiter?
Mona: Oh no-no, I-I had my eyes closed so I could concentrate and yknow take it all in.
Rachel: Oh yeah, we were but umm, now weve got candy.
Rachel: Oh you missed it. She was laughing. Oh it was amazing. It was amazing. It was the most beautiful, beautiful sound that...
Rachel: Oh now daddy, stay calm. Please.
Rachel: ...is something I'm very interested in! Oh please, do not tell Ross. He still believes that (in a deep voice, mocking Ross) what's in the inside is important...
Ross: Oh I know, isn't it? Ooh... what'd you do to get her to laugh?
Mona: Oh wow! So, youre more than just dinosaurs.
Ross: Oh, but-but I cant do it.
Rachel: Oh no, I know that. I know that. Although, we made a joke that we spend so much time together he should call me his work wife.
Rachel: Oh! Get over it soldier, we've gotta do this! (She pulls him towards her and throws him onto the barcalounger) Ok. Aha! You like that huh?
Rachel: (quietly) Oh no
Hooker: Oh God! Listen, I am this close to robbing you guys. (Does the close sign.)
Rachel: Oh my God! Oh my God, look at these pelts!
Phoebe: Cause youre still into Monica. So you told her there was somebody else so she would agree to work with you, so cause you figure oh if you spent a lot of time together, maybe something might happen, and...
Rachel: Oh thats nice.
Ross: Okay, that's great. (Susan gives her drink to Carol.) No, I'm- Oh.
Chandler: Oh, nononowaitwaitwaitnono! Uh... we may not know anything about radiators per se, but we do have a certain amount of expertise in the heating and cooling... mileu.
Rachel: Oh wow! That deserves another piece of candy.
Will: Oh.
Rachel: Okay. (The nurse exits.) Oh man, I swear if they sold these at Pottery Barn
Monica: Oh umm, I meant to tell you, Ross is coming.
Phoebe: Oh okay.
Phoebe: Yeah, I know because you have all the good words. What do I get? I get "its," "and" oh I'm sorry, I have "A." Forget it.
Chandler: Oh come on!
Joey: Oh hey!
Rachel: Oh! Look! I have a sonogram picture!
Rachel: (sees Will) Oh my God Monica, who is that?
Ross: Awoh, thats right. Are-are you gonna be okay?
Monica: Oh, so who won?
Monica: It's not just the drum noise. Every five minutes, Joey throws his sticks in the air, and I have to hear, "Oh my eye! Oh god, my eye!" I mean, it is so annoying.
Will: Oh I-I remember you.
Joey: (quietly) Oh. How-how big is that?
Will: Oh, youd like that wouldnt ya?
Monica: Oh Will. But you-youve worked so hard
Ross: Oh! Wow! Uh, yeah! That sounds great. Im just gonna put this (The money) back in my pocket, pretend that didnt happen. Uh yeah, actually Im free now. Do you wanna grab some coffee or
Will: Oh, it wasnt just me. We had a club!
Rachel: (shocked) Oh my God!
Phoebe: Oh, come on Will! Just take off your shirt and tell us!
Chandler: Oh, good, good. Play more, 'cause I wanna see how it ends.
Rachel: Oh, I so wanted Ross to know first, but Im so relieved you guys know.
Rachel: Oh! (Hits him and storms out.)
Monica: Oh! Me too!
Phoebe: Oh! (They all look.) Wow!
Rachel: Oh yeah? Did he pull the old (She is waving her hand up and down her face. Shes thinking about the pencil mark.)
Chandler: Oh my God!
Joey: (entering the hall) Oh man! Aren't you guys done yet?!
Phoebe: (louder) My chest hurts! Oh, and now I-I cant breathe.
Chandler: Oh no-no-no I was just squinting. That doesnt mean anything.
Joey: Oh hey Rach, listenHi!
Chandler: Oh, well then, if anybody should have a party it should be him.
Phoebe: Oh no! Why not?
Rachel: Oh Joey, Im hardly a
Phoebe: Oh. Okay, well I-I was kinda hoping that I would just be alone yknow to think about my mom and her suicide.
Rachel: (To Joey) Yeah I knowIm goodI got it! (Joey slowly backs away.) (To the boy) Now wait a minute, Ive got one more thing I have to say to you oh right! Shut up!
Phoebe: Oh, there you are Ben!
Chandler: Yeah, oh, but I just keep picturing you rolling around with him with your cowboy boots in the air...
Phoebe: Oh.
The Teacher: Oh, their number is on the contact sheet.
Monica: Oh no, we cant walk!
Rachel: Oh Joey this is crazy!
Dr. Long: (To Joey) Uh, if you have any questions, heres some information on Braxton-Hicks. (Hands Joey a pamphlet.) Oh and by the way, you did the right thing by bringing her in. Youre gonna make a wonderful father.
Joey: Oh youll take em!
Rachel: Oh, come on kids! A little help here!
Monica: Oh, he just doesn't want us to go through any trouble. Think of how excited he'll be when we go out and surprise him! Plus we get to have our own, ani-Vegas-ary! A-Nevadaversary!
Ross: Waitohheyhuh, oh great now he knows, and I don't know!
Monica: Groomsman, groomsman, why are you just standing there, where is your bridesmaid? (into microphone) We've got a broken arrow. Bridesmaid down! (realizes) Oh, that's me.
Phoebe: Oh, thank you. Four would be great.
Trudie Styler: Oh no, I know that wouldnt work. My husbands in concert.
Phoebe: Oh good! Then youre in luck! Bens not my son!
Monica: (notices something in the window) Oh wait! Stop! Stop! Stop!
Eric: (simultaneously as Phoebe) Oh no! Oh no! Oh no! Oh no! No! No! No!
Dina: Oh my God! Bobby!
Ross: Oh great now you're seeking me out to make jokes? I mean I can see for all hanging out but to come to my home!
Chandler: Oh fresh air!
Eric: Oh, mostly fashion, so there may be models here from time to time, I hope thats cool.
Monica: No. No. Not it. Not it. Not it. (Checks another rack and another woman tries to reach around her.) (To the woman) Dont crowd me! (Finds it) This is it! This is the dress! Oh my God, its perfect! (She takes it off of the rack and someone has a hold of it on the other side of the rack and tugs on it.) Im sorry, this ones taken! (The other woman tugs harder pulling Monica through the rack.) Whoa!
Mrs. Geller: Oh, well Richard raved about the food at his party, of course you were sleeping with him. Then I heard the food at that lesbian wedding was very nice, I assume you werent sleeping with anybody there. Though, at least that would be something. (Leaves)
Phoebe: Oh my God.
Phoebe: Oh yeah? Come and get it.
Doug: Oh? Why not?
Chandler: Oh uh, as it turns out, we cant do it. Monica has to work.
Chandler: Oh uh well tomorrows no good for her either.
Monica: Oh Im working on my toast for the party, or as I like to call it. Sob fest 2002. Hey check this out. (Hands him a picture.)
Phoebe: Oh, I can't believe you! You've been so good, for three years!
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
Ross: Oh great, I live on the street.
Phoebe: Oh sure! (She goes to take her feet off, but drags the sheet with her which spills the wine.) Noo!
Chandler: Oh thats all right sir, and thats just one girl.
Monica: Oh wait, Chandler, come here is there anything I can do? Anything?
Chandler: Oh no-no-no!
Rachel: Oh, and somebody can get those leather pants shes always wanted!
Joey: Oh, whats wrong?
Rachel: Oh you really, you really just dont want to hear about it.
Chandler: Oh, okay.
Rachel: Oh! Did you hear that?! My dads proud of me! My dads proud of me.
Monica: Oh my God!
PHOEBE: You just abandoned your whole belief system. I mean, before, I didn't agree with you, but at least I respected you. How, how, how are you going to go into work tomorrow? How, how are you going to face the other science guys? How, how are you going to face yourself? Oh! That was fun. So who's hungry?
Phoebe: Oh really? What was your first?