words in movies
Ross: (picking up the slip of paper) Hello! What's this? Oh right its that girl's phone number. (Rachel ignores him) Yeah-yeah, there it is, just a phone number a really hot girl gave me. (He holds it so that Rachel can see it, she continues to ignore him) It's no big deal, I mean it is her home phone number, but...(Rachel still ignores him) Whoa! (Throws it in her lap) Whoa-whoops, I almost lost this baby! Yeah, the lovely Amanda gives me her number and I-I go and drop it. (He waves it in front of Rachel's face. Then suddenly Phoebe has to sneeze and Rachel quickly grabs the slip of paper and gives it to Phoebe for her to sneeze into.)
Gunther: Oh, I-I'm just making a list of people's birthdays.
Ross: Oh, mine's December...
Monica: Just go up to her and ask her out. (Chandler laughs) Oh, what's the worst thing that could happen?
Phoebe: (entering) Oh.
Kathy: I'm sorry, you're right, I apologize, but I should tell you that I'm waiting for a date. (Joey enters) Oh, and there he is now.
Phoebe: Before I start, I just wanna say that umm, I have a cold, so if I sneeze in the middle of song, it's not on purpose. Oh, except the last verse of Pepper People. (Starts to sing) Smelly cat, smelly cat. What are they feeding you? (Stops singing) This chick sounds good. (Singing) Smelly cat, smelly--(stops singing) Hey Gunther, be a good little boy and bring me a whiskey.
Chandler: Oh my God! That's why I got up too!
Kathy: You're kidding! Oh, I love him.
Kathy: Oh please!
Kathy: Oh my God!
Chandler: Oh! It's on! It's on!
Kathy: Oh, jeez. (Hits him)
Joey: Oh, Kath, we should get going. We're going to by hamsters.
Chandler: Oh yeah, me too, she's so cool and pretty.
Monica: (turning around and doing that, "I'm making out with someone," thing with her hands) Ooh, umm, oh Kathy! Kathy, I love you! Oh! (She turns around and sees Gunther staring at her and stops suddenly.)
Monica: Oh umm, how about your mom dying, or having to live on the streets when you were 14?
Phoebe: Uh-huh. Oh, yeah, I could write about the time my hair did that "Woo-hoo" thing.
Ross: Oh.
Josh: Oh, I still do. Next year, I hope to make varsity though.
Rachel: Ross, didn't you ah, play soccer in High School? Oh no wait, that's right. You just organized their game schedules on your Commodore 64.
Rachel: Y'know what else is really great about him, oh, what is the word for the adult that doesn't have dinosaur toys in their bedroom?
Ross: Oh! (He bangs his fists together.)
Ross: Oh no-no-no, it's my pleasure.
Amanda: (noticing the bottle of wine he has) Oh, I don't mean to be a square, but I'd really appreciate it if you wait and drink your wine after the kids are asleep? Oh uh, thanks for this, I hope I can do the same for you sometime. (She leaves)
Chandler: Oh, I just wanted to say, "Hey!"
Monica: Oh come on! You're making it sound worse than it actually was.
Monica: (sneezes) Oh gosh, Phoebe, I think I caught your cold.
Rachel: Oh. (She tries to walk away from Josh, by he keeps holding her) Stop it!
Rachel: Why don't you just marry her? Oh no, wait a minute you can't, I'm sorry I forgot, she's not a lesbian.
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!