words in movies
CHAN: Oh, you know, I would, but that might get in the way of my lying around time.
PHOE: Your boobs are fine. Look, I never should have said anything. Come here. Come here. [hugs Chandler but holds her hands apart behind his back] Oh, can't make.... hands... meet....
PHOE: Oh, um, it was nice. Took him to a romantic restraunt, ordered champagne, nice.
PHOE: [seeing Ross kissing Julie outside the window] Ooh, oh, Rachel, don't look.
RACH: Oh what, my whole insane jealousy thing? Well, y'know, as much fun as that was, I've decided to opt for sanity.
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.
ROSS: Oh, Monica, I figured I'd come by tomorrow morning and pick up Fluffy's old cat toy, OK?
RACH: Oh, right, clink. [downs her glass]
RACH: Oh, no, Michael, it's not you. I'm sorry, it's just, it's this thing. It's probably not as bad as it sounds but this friend of mine is, is getting a cat with his girlfriend.
MICH: Oh, that does sound. . .Ahh.
RACH: Ah, hah-hah-hah-ho, yeah, he wishes. Oh, I'm sorry, look at me. OK, Michael, let's talk about you.
RACH: Oh, you're not having fun, are you?
RACH: Oh, look at me, look at me. Oh, I'm on a date with a really great guy, all I can think about is Ross and his cat and his... Julie. I just want to get over him. gosh, why can't I do that?
[Scene: Chandler and Joey's apartment. Chandler is answering the door in his robe.] CHAN: No, no, no, no, no, no [opens door to Monica] No. Monica, it's Sunday morning. I'm not running on a Sunday. MNCA: Why not? CHAN: Because it's Sunday. It's God's day. MNCA: OK, if you say stop, then we stop. CHAN: OK, stop. MNCA: No, c'mon, we can't stop, c'mon, we've got three more pounds to go. I am the energy train and you are on board. Woo-woo, woo-woo, woo-woo [Chandler walks out of the apartment, leaving Monica] Woo. [Scene: Rachel and Monica's apartment. Rachel is taking asprin. Ross enters.] ROSS: Hey Rach. RACH: Ahhhh. ROSS: Oh. And how was the date? RACH: Umm, I think there was a restaurant... I know there was wine. . . [Rachel looks at Ross as though she remembers something, but can't place what it is.]
ROSS: Wow, well uh, uh, actually, Julie's downstairs getting a cab, I just need the cat toy, did Monica say. . . What? Why, why are you looking at me like that? RACH: I don't know, I, I feel like I had a dream about you last night but I, I don't remember. ROSS: OK. Oh, oh, oh. [runs over and picks up the cat toy] RACH: Did we speak on the phone last night? Did you call me? ROSS: No, I stayed at Julie's last night. RACH: Huh. ROSS: Oh, actually I haven't even been home yet. Do you mind if I check my messages? RACH: Oh yeah, go ahead. [Rachel walks in her room. Ross picks up the phone and dials his machine to check his messages.] ROSS: Rach, I got a message from you. [pauses] Who's Michael? [Rachel comes out of her room, suddenly she remembers leaving the message.]
RACH: Oh my God. Oh my God Ross, no, hang up the phone, give me the phone Ross, give me the phone, give me the phone, give me the. . . [jumps the couch and lands on Ross's back, finally getting the phone from him. Ross has a confused expression on his face.]
ROSS: Julie. Julie. That. Oh God. Julie, right. OK, I need to lie down. No, ya know, I'm gonna stand. I'm gonna stand, I'm gonna walk, I'm walkin' and I am standing. OK so you uh, and now wha... and now, now, now you're over me?
RACH: Oh, that's um, interesting.
Phoebe: Oh! No, I-I think I just had a contraction.
Rachel: Ok, I, I hear what you're sayin'. I'm with you. Um, but I, but I'm trying really hard. And I think I'm doing better. I really do. Does anybody need coffee? (everyone in the place raises their hand) Oh, look at that.
Phoebe: Oh my God! (Starts reading them.) Dizziness, nervousness, drowsiness, facial swelling, nausea, headacheHeadache. Vomiting, stomach bleeding, liver damage! Now okay, I dont recall any of this coming up when you gave me these little death capsules! Oh Im sorry, extra strength death capsules!
Alice: Oh no-no, never say that. If we cant get it out then we can cut around the stain, add a little lace, you make a stylish throw.
Joey: I uh, oh! Because, uh, I havent really paid the bill
Phoebe: Oh, mon Dieu!
Chandler: Oh, uh.. I want her to think I might be in a restaurant.. y'know? I might have some kind of life, like I haven't been sitting around here honing for the past few hours.
Monica: Oh, so you finally took it out of the marina huh?
Phoebe: Oh, you're no ordinary roommate are you?
Phoebe: Oh, okay, I'm sorry, thank you for my azzz.
Rachel: (yelling and jumping like a child) OH, a soap opera roof party!! I'm going to a soap opera roof party!! Oh my God, oh my God!! (realizing how she's behaving) And it's out of my system!
Rachel: It was like months ago. We were walking by this antique store, and I saw this pin in the window, and I told him that it was just like one my grandmother had when I was a little girl. Oh! I can't believe he remembered!
Rachel: Oh, I am, my side still hurts from when you crashed into me yesterday.
Chandler: Oh, it's just some crazy guy who roams the halls here. He's great with kids though.
Joey and Chandler: (stopping her) Oh no-no-no-no!
Chandler: Oh no, now its not gonna make any sense!
Chandler: Hi, oh hi.
Ross: Oh, just planning my bachelor party with my best man.
MONICA: Oh my God!
Ross: Oh yeahNoYoure welcome. Well talk about it later.
Rachel: Oh, yeah. Definitely you, Pheebs.
Rachel: Oh, Im sorry. (Gets up and moves.)
Jill: Oh my God, Rachel!
Rachel: Oh my God, Jill!
MNCA: Oh God, you fell off the wagon.
Jill: Oh, thats so great! Okay, Im really gonna do this! I dont know how to thank you guys.
Rachel: Oh, The Velveteen Rabbit! Oh my God, when the boy's love makes the rabbit real!
Jill: Oh, Mr. Scientist has to get all technical!
Rachel: Oh.
Monica: (starts to cry) Oh good God, Ross! How the hell do you do it?
Ross: Yeah! Oh, I-I love this babies!
Ross: Oh stop.
Monica: (to Chandler) Oh my God. That was so amazing! When did you (pause) Hold on! I almost forgot (she turns to Mike) loser! (back to Chandler) When did you stop sucking?
Rachel: Oh there is no way.
Phoebe: Oh, look, he's closing his eyes again.
Phoebe: Oh my God, look! Thats Elizabeth!
Rachel: Oh not-not so much. Umm, what-what do you, what do you mean is there something wrong with Ross?
Joey: Oh hey come on, dont-dont-dont do this! Umm, look let-let me tell you something, okay? Now when I watch you do a scene, Im thinking, "Boy, she-she is a great actress!" (Shes not buying it.) Uh but-but, I am also thinking, "She is hot!"
Rachel: Oh no-no-no, no-no-no, thats not what I meant.
Janice: Oh, you didn't have to do this.
Chandler: Oh Jeez honey, I thought, I thought you were asleep.
Rachel: Oh so-so not really never.
Ross: Oh, well you see how it works is, the part with Dick Clark in Times Square is actually live, but they tape some of the party stuff ahead of time. Yeah, not a lot of people know that.
Janice: Oh, sure. Now. But what happens when he meets somebody else and gets married?
[Suddenly the door opens and Ross's mystery girl enters. I'll give you a hint to who it is: OH .MY .GAWD!! Uh-huh, it's Janice.]
Rachel: Oh, this is just terrible.
Rachel: Oh yes, its me! Sorry!
Phoebe: Oh my God!! You threw Pepper on the fire!
Rachel: Oh Ross, hi! Hey, how are ya? There you are!
Rachel: Oh, slides. (Laughs.) So really nothing happened.
Chandler: Oh yeah, it's actually in my bedroom.
Phoebe: Oh Chandler!
Chandler: Oh they didnt want to come!
Phoebe: Oh, so they owe me like, three Phoebes.
Joey: Oh, youre Phoebes fan!
Ross: Y'know, it-it doesn't matter. The important thing is that you're here. You're my friend, and you're here. Oh! (He goes over and hugs her.)
Rachel: Oh my God!
Monica: (faking happiness) Oh, my!
Carol: Oh please God, let there be a song.
Rachel: (entering from bathroom) Hey-hey! Oh, look at you, all sexy.
Jill: Oh great! Thanks Ross, youre such a good friend!
Joey: Oh, now I have to go!!
Joey: Oh no, not you too!
Chip: Ehh, y'know after high school, you just kinda lose touch. Oh yeah! I ran into Richard Dorfman.
Rachel: Oh! I knew it! What happened?
Joey: Oh I am!
Chandler: Oh, just like I said. That crazy... Bert... roaming the halls. (Joey bangs on the door again)
Monica: Oh my God!
Monica: (laughs) Thats right. My Mom doesnt have any faith in me! Oh, thats hilarious! Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha.
All: (simultaneously) Oh yeah! Come on! Yeah right!
Rachel: Oh, come on! You think thats gonna work on me?! I invented that!
Phoebe: Oh, Pervert Parade?
Phoebe: Oh yeah, so you can walk around naked.
Rachel: Oh, Im sorry. Ross Tillman.
Ross: Oh, come on you guys; thats funny! Yknow? Because hes needhes got like a hearing aide yknow, cause-cause yknow, cause hes all old, and
Rachel: (laughs) Oh yeah? Okay.
Monica: Oh no! Whats the matter?
Rachel: Oh, c'mon. She's a person, you can do it!
Rachel: Oh y'know what, we dont have to talk about work. We can talk about anything!
Joey: Oh, you want something serious. Y'know what you should do, you should get her one of those um, barium enemas. Those are dead serious.
Rachel: Oh yeah.
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.
Monica: (panicked) Oh wait! You didnt just sit on my Kit-Kats did you?!!
Chandler: Oh, so, forget about the birds, but big red insects suggest fine dining!
Monica: Oh my God!
DR. BURKE: Oh, well obviously you know Barbara and I split up, otherwise you wouldn't have done the head tilt.
Ross: Oh.
Phoebe: Oh thats not so bad.
Chandler: Oh thats great! Great! Thanks! But that dress I mean its like yuck! Its terrible! It makes me wanna just rip it right off of you!
Monica: Oh, honey!I can't. I was just telling these guys that things are crazy at the restaurant!
Chandler: Oh God. It's shovely-Joe, isn't it?
Chandler: Oh, yeah! How did you meet her?
Joey: Oh my God! Thats great! Congratulations! Whats the story?!
Janice: Oh, I cannot believe hes using our divorce to sell mattresses.
Phoebe: Oh, you're not going? (Fake disappointed voice) Oh, why?
CHANDLER: Oh, you're right I, I should play in the hay. Forget about the fact that I just dropped 400 dollars to replace a bracelet that I hated to begin with. Bring on the hay. [sits down at the bar]
Rachel: Oh what do you know? Virgin!
Phoebe: Oh, give it to me.
Phoebe: Oh! It will be fun! Ohh! Yay! Oh! Okay, ooh, lets plan the wedding reception. (She grabs the notebook which Monica used for her ideas and starts flipping page after page after page after page after page to find a blank one.) Wow! You really wanted me to do something with this van. (pause) Yknow what, I want you to take the chef job.
Phoebe: Oh God! Is that veal?