words in movies
Rachel: Oh my God, Im so sorry.
Ross: Oh no, I have plans with Elizabeth.
Chandler: Oh, so youre already doing your part for the kids.
Phoebe: Oh! Oop! (Hands him back the ring.)
Monica: Oh, thank you! (The gang exhibits signs of quiet apprehension and wears knowing glances.) (Monica giggles.) Whats going on?
Rachel: Oh! Thank you!
Rachel: Oh, hi!
Phoebe: Oh, hi. (They shake hands.)
Joey: (behind them) Oh!! Shrimp toast! (Walks right past the little group on his way for the shrimp toast.)
Ross: Oh, you have to call the police! Thats what I did to the kids in my building!
Ross: Oh! (Does a laugh/groan.) Listen umm, I, I just stopped by to see if you wanted to see this play tonight. Umm, its supposed to be excellent. The director is the same
Chandler: Oh, yeah. (Starts to take it off and then realizes) Uh, no you cant have my jacket! Because then I would be cold! If you thought that you were going to be cold, you shouldve brought your own jacket. But uh, other than that, are you okay? Are you okay?
Monica: (interrupting him) Oh my God!
Monica: Oh my God, Richard. (Yep, Richards back.)
Chandler: What?! Im Chandler! (She nods towards the doorway, Chandler turns and looks) Oh, thats Richard!
Monica: Oh God, maybe he wont see us. Richard!
Monica: YeahOh thats right. You, you always wanted me too. Hey, I see you got your mustache back.
Richard: Oh, Im sorry. (Introduces them.) Lisa, (nodding at each) Monica, Chandler. We used to date.
Richard: Oh. Good to see you guys.
Joey: Oh hi!
Lisa: (laughing) Oh my God!
Ross: Oh my God, you guys!! (Hes excited about what he thought happened.)
Ross: What? (Excited) A-ohh! (Realizes) Ohh. Oh thats right thats right. Thats Richards favorite place too.
Chandler: Oh you knew that. Good!
Monica: Oh Ross, sometimes grown-ups have commitments they just cant get out of!
Monica: Look Ross, the only question you need to ask is, "Do you see a future?" I mean like do you see yourself marrying her? (Ross pauses in consideration.) Oh my God! You did it already! You married her, didnt you?!
Rachel: Oh great!
Joey: (To Phoebe) Oh and uh the guy who got the Paris trip is at table four.
Phoebe: Oh, okay.
Phoebe: Oh, en chante. (She holds out her hand for him to kiss it, but he only shakes it.)
Rachel: Oh well, hello. This is your lucky day Mr. Bowmont, the uh gentleman day sailer as just become available again and I believe that you made a bid of $18,000.
Rachel: Pam! Oh God okay, just imagine this, "The Pam."
Joey: Oh my God, youre back!
Phoebe: Eww! Oh, its all dirty. You should throw this out.
Rachel: (entering) Hey! (Sees Monica, gasps, and runs over to her.) Oh my God youre here, let me see your hand!!
Chandler: Oh, just hanging out, talkin about uh, websites. (Joey laughs.) Yeah, we saw this really interesting website about marriage and how totally unnecessary it is and how its just a way for the government to keep tabs on you.
Monica: Ohh Oh, thats okay I hate when people come back to complement the chef. Like I have nothing better to do! So whats up?
Monica: Oh, good to see you too. Did you come down here to tell me that?
Monica: Oh God (Starts looking around.) Why dont they put chairs back here?!
Monica: Ohhh! What are you doing to me?! Oh look, I-I Im sorry but umm, this-this-this-this is not going to happen.
Phoebe: Oh no! No God, definitely not jealous!
Monica: Oh my God! Then-then-then what are we even doing?! What is this?!
Rachel: Oh, seriously?
Rachel: Oh thank you. Hey yknow, Im so sorry to hear about you and Elizabeth.
Ross: Oh, thanks. Yeah, I really thought wed be able to make it work, but uh, I guess it just wasnt meant to be.
Chandler: MyOh my God!
Richard: Oh, okay. Well, Ill just leave the door open and go sit on the couch. (Does so.)
Richard: Oh really?
Rachel: Oh God, Phoebe!
Rachel: Oh.
Monica: Oh! (Laughs and points at the mask.) Him.
Richard: Oh. (Laughs.) Whew!
Chandler: Oh my God, I cant believe this! Yknow, I thought I thought you were a good guy.
Richard: Oh, hey look nothing happened.
Chandler: Oh my God.
Chandler: Okay! (He joins her on one knee) Okay! Okay! Oh God, I thought (Starting to cry, pauses) Wait a minute, I-I can do this. (Pause) I thought that it mattered what I said or where I said it. Then I realized the only thing that matters is that you, (Pause) you make me happier than I ever thought I could be. (Starting to cry again.) And if youll let me, I will spend the rest of my life trying to make you feel the same way. (Pause as he gets out the ring.) Monica, will you marry me?
Phoebe: Oh no wait no, this is wrong! Ross isnt here!
Monica: Oh
Rachel: Oh hell, hes done this three times! He knows what its about!
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.
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!
Rachel: Oh please, they're having sex.