words in movies
PHOEBE: Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh. Ugly Naked Guy is decorating his tree. Oh my God, you should see the size of his Christmas Balls.
MONICA: Oh, actually this year we just made him homemade cookies.
MONICA: Oh, and the newspaper delivery guy.
JOEY: Oh my God.
MONICA: Oh look, and he did my crossword puzzle.
PHOEBE: Happy Christmas Eve Eve. [sees Ross's picture frame] Oh my God, where did you get this?
MONICA: Oh, wait a minute honey.
JOEY: Oh, but when Phoebe has a problem, everyone's all ears!
GRANDMOTHER: Oh, just updating the phonebook.
GRANDMOTHER: [nervously] Oh. Oh, sure, sure, uh, uh, how come?
GRANDMOTHER: Oh, sure, yeah. [gets a box with the pictures] This is the one of you father in a meadow, and, uh, helping a little boy fly a kite, and here he is at a graduation. . . another graduation. . . another graduation.
PHOEBE: Oh God.
PHOEBE: [realizes] Oh.
PHOEBE: Oh.
RACHEL: Oh, by the way Mon, I don't think the mailman liked your cookies. Here are the ornaments your mom sent. [hands her a smashed box]
ROSS: Hey, Rach, you know what? I think, I think I know what'll make you feel better. How 'bout you make a list about me. RACHEL: Wha... forget it Ross, no, I am not gonna stand here and make a list of. . . ROSS: C'mon Rachel. RACHEL: OK, you're whiney, you are, you're obsessive, you are insecure, you're, you're gutless, you know, you don't ever, you don't just sort of seize the day, you know. You like me for what, a year, you didn't do anything about it. And, uh, oh, you wear too much of that gel in your hair. ROSS: See there, you uhh, alright, ya, you did what I said. RACHEL: Yeah, and you know what? You're right, I do feel better, thank you Ross. [she walks off and Ross puts his hand to his hair] [Scene: Back at Phoebe's. She is on the phone] PHOEBE: Yeah, um, in Albany, can I have the number of Frank Buffay. . . OK, um, in Ithica. . . alright, um, Saratoga. . . Oneonta. Alright, you know what, you shouldn't call youself information. [hangs up] [Phoebe's grandmother enters] GRANDMOTHER: Hey. PHOEBE: Hello grandma, if that is in fact your real name. GRANDMOTHER: C'mon now Phoe, don't still be mad at me. How's it going? PHOEBE: Well, not so good. Upstate's pretty big, he's pretty small, you do the math. GRANDMOTHER: Well, I think you're better off without him. Oh honey, I know he's your daddy but, but to me he's still the irresponsible creep who knocked up your mom and stole her Gremlin. PHOEBE: No I just, just wanted to know who he was, ya know. GRANDMOTHER: I know. OK, I wasn't completely honest with you when I told you that, uh, I didn't know exactly where he lived. PHOEBE: Whattaya mean? GRANDMOTHER: He lives at 74 Laurel Drive in Middletown. If you hit the Dairy Queen, you've gone too far. You can take my cab. PHOEBE: Wow. Thank you. GRANDMOTHER: Now, remember, nobody else drives that cab. PHOEBE: Uh-huh, got it. Ooh, I'm gonna see my dad. Wish me luck, Grandpa! [blows a kiss to a picture of Einstein]
PHOEBE: Oh, no no, that side doesn't have one, the paramedics had to cut through it. [Chandler jumps out of the car]
RACHEL: Oh, gosh, it's hot in here.
ROSS: Oh, oh that's right, I forgot about your ability to fuse metal.
CHANDLER: Oh, so that's what this is for.
RACHEL: Oh, yeah, well hey, welcome to our sauna.
MR. TREEGER: Oh wow, I didn't get you anything. Here's five back.
ROSS: No no, no, that, that's your Christmas tip, alright. Oh, hey, do you think there's a chance you could fix that radiator now?
MR. TREEGER: Oh, yeah, they were so personal, really showed you cared.
CHANDLER: Oh, that's OK, we'll figure something out.
JOEY: Uh, listen Phoebs, I know you're not goin' in there but do you think it'd be alright if I went in and used his bathroom? Oh, that's fine, never mind. Cool, snow, kinda like a blank canvas.
PHOEBE: Oh, I couldn't go in.
Joey: Oh, ain't that nice? The three of you trying on slutty lingerie together.
Ross: (He opens the door while faking a laugh.) Hey! Oh, we-we can't keep eating like this. (Monica turns her head in shame.)
Chandler: Oh, DAMN IT!
Charlie: Oh, yeah! Let's do it!
Phoebe: Oh, Im sorry. But I really like this guy. And I think he really happens to like me.
Ross: Oh, that's not what you want...
Phoebe: Oh, I'll take some of that.
Monica: I don't care. <pauses and realizes...> Oh my god. I've lost the will to scold.
Charlie: See, I told you I needed someone! Oh, you know, by the way, as a "thank you", I would really love to take you out.
Mike: Oh she's my girlfriend. That's not just how we do it here. I got to get a break and when we come back we've got Kennethsinging "I touch myself"...I'm not here to judge!
Monica: (gets up and gasps) Oh my God! Rachel!! (Rachel is stunned to see that her long lost friend is still fat.) (Monica goes over and gives Rachel a big bear hug, which is quite easy for her.) You look terrific!
Phoebe: (whispering) Oh my God!
Rachel: (annoyed) Oh, I get it!
Phoebe: Oh.
Rachel: Okay, I'm not just waitressing. I'm.. I, um... I write the specials on the specials board, and, uh... and I, uh... I take the uh dead flowers out of the vase... Oh, and, um, sometimes Artelle lets me put the little chocolate blobbies on the cookies.
Monica: Oh, of course, it's so nice to see you again, Zack!
Rachel: Oh, God, do you think she heard? It would be so bad if she heard!
Phoebe: Well, Im ready to get the hell out of here! (Sees Ross and Rachel cuddling on the couch.) Oh. Are you? Are you?!! (they nod Yes.) Ohh! Thats so great!! Ooh, not for Bonnie. (they nod No.) But for you, yay! Ohh.
Rachel: Oh, thank God I can't hear a word that you're saying!
Rachel: Oh my God!
Ross: Oh My God, she-she made half a English Trifle, and half a...Sheperds Pie!
Rachel: Oh! What are we gonna do?
Chandler: Young! Youre a man-child okay?! Now go get changed because everybodys ready and please, oh please, keep my underwear!
Joey: Oh! How's it going?
Joey: Come on man theres gotta be something that gets you choked up! Like uh, uh oh, what if you saw a three-legged puppy?
Joey: Too long! Oh my God, Rach, I've been dying to talk to someone about this for so long! Listen, listen, we can't say anything about this to anybody, they're so weird about that! Listen (Phoebe returns and interrupts them.)
Rachel: Oh, thats veryReally very-very okay.
Chandler: Oh no, yes we do my man. Remember when we were back in college and we went to that spring dance and you walked right up to that girl you liked and you could not stop talking about the Irish potato famine?
Woman: OH .MY .GAWD!!! (Uh-huh, its Janice.)
Charlie: Oh! trying on clothes.
Phoebe: Oh, yeah, they're falling in love all over again.
Phoebe: How can people do that?... (All but Phoebe walk away from the window in disgust.) Oh, you guys, look! Ugly Naked Guy got gravity boots!
Phoebe: Oh my God! (they hug)
Zack: Oh, thank you.
Monica: (excitedly) Oh my God, we're gonna be parents!
Ross: Oh, right, because he's a scientist!
Janice: Oh! Sid is still in his room. I don't allow porn at home so this is like a vacation for him. So did you do it? Did you make your deposit?
Rachel: Oh thank you so much. (Picks up the guy's spirit level) Oh oh wait! You forgot your erm...Your game. (hands it to him)
Charlie: Oh my God! Did you talk to him?
Joey: Oh man!
Joey: Oh... you got yourself a very weird deal!
PHOEBE: Oh, this is so nice. Alright I have to make a speech. I just wanna say that of all the guys that Monica has been with, and that is a lot, I like you the best.
Joey: Oh, here I am, here's my big scene!
Joey: Oh no-no, no-no I love living with you. It just seems that if youre gonna have a roommate, yknow it might as well be the father.
Rachel: Oh God. You did. You heard. Ok, listen, let me explain.
Rachel: Oh yeah, it's fine, it's fine. Sandy was just... was just telling me about how he proposed to his fiancée and it was just sooo beautiful.
Phoebe: Oh well, all right, I got (Ross hands her a bag) (To Ross) thank you, I got uh, this yknow "I want a job sweater." (Holds up the same sweater.)
Ross: What, oh my God. What did you do?
Chandler: (at the laptop) Oh, no, no, no dear God, no!
Rachel: Oh, Joey, come on! Please, please! Let me come, I will behave, I promise! I will behave! Please, please, please...
Cecilia: Joey, well thank you. That is so sweet. Oh, excuse me. (She throws her drink on a passing writer.)
Ross: Oh my God, I love you.
Rachel: Oh! (pause) Ok. Ok, you really wanna know who it is?
Phoebe: Oh my God, Mike!
Ross: Oh!
Ross: Oh, thanks guys!
Rachel: Oh!
Ross: Oh, thank you so much!
Mike: Oh... I'm back!
Monica: Oh. (Holds on to it.) (To herself) Youre not gettin it.
Ross: (looks) Oh yeah! You'rehey, you're right! Here's an affordable place, (reading ad) two bedroom, close to work, ooh, it's available in five weeks!
Chandler: Oh, yeah? What happened when we played last time?
Rachel: Oh wait, I have the ten of spades! Here! (gives it to Phoebe)
Mike: Oh, by the way... I'm awesome!!
Joey: Oh well, she said we have nothing in common.
Rachel: Oh! Weather bitch! (turns the TV off)
Rachel: (laughing) Oh, that's crazy!
Rachel: Yeah, he did! (smiling) Oh, see, this is what I'm talking about!
Cheryl: (looking in the bag) Oh, thank god, it's not Mitzi. It's just a rat.
Rachel: Oh yes, of course, I remember him!
Rachel: Oh, yeah! Real fun. (She makes a decision.) Yknow, this bra Really, bothers me. (She starts taking off her bra.) Yknow, this used to be my bedroom. Yeah. A lot of memories in here, a lot of memories. If these walls could talk, yknow what theyd say? Wanna hear some memories? (She is now violently pulling on her bra in order to remove it, but it isnt co-operating.)
Monica: Oh, damn it!
Ross: Oh my God, wh-what happened?
Joey: oh why don't you fly out there and surprise him.
Joey: (using a laptop) Oh, Monica and Chandler's recommendation. I want it to sound smart but.. I don't know any big words or anything, so...
Monica: Oh my God! You're good!
Rachel: Oh god look at her sleeping. Oh, I love her so much! Oh, I think Im gonna wake her up.
Ross: Wha...? Oh sure, now they lock it, but when they're having sex on the couch, its like: "Come on in, my butt is surprisingly hairy".
Monica: Oh my God, that's Charlie!
Chandler: Oh, yknow what, that might be okay even if it was just kind of a fling, that might be all right with Rachel.
Joey: Oh my God, it's Ross. What are we gonna do?
Rachel: Oh... okay, just hide!
Mike: Oh, that's ok. I don't care which of them I beat.
Phoebe: Oh yeah, oh, she went to the salon alright...
Mike: Oh...
Chandler: Oh, thats-thats okay, no problem. (He starts to look around her office.)
Mike: Oh, it's... my girlfriend.
JADE: Oh, Bob, he was nothing compared to you. I had to bite my lip to keep from screaming your name.
Joey: Oh... uh... look... before you...
Rachel: Oh, so everything's okay?
Rachel: Oh! That's great!
Ross: (gasps) OH NO!
Ross: Oh, yeah, no problems. Its all taken care of.
Phoebe: Oh no, it is forbidden! No-no, Mrs. Potter fires people for fooling around with clients. And its against my oath as a masseuse.
Precious: Oh, why would he do this? I mean, what's wrong with me?
Joey: Oh, thats, thats ah, one of the old ones, hes just taking it to the back.
Tommy: Oh! Oh! The usher must be right! What, with all that training they go through! Get out!! (They start to leave.) Here! (He throws him back his ticket.) (to Ross, calmly) Hey man, you want the aisle?
Rachel: (speaking to herself and reading Cosmopolitan) Oh, lucky me! Coffee and a live sex show!
Ross: No-no-no, no, umm, actually American surprise parties are-are-are very short. Its usually, "Surprise!" And then, "Oh my God, Im so surprisedgood-bye!"
Rachel: Oh, yknow I'm not that much of a sweet tooth. I(Chandler puts a forkful of the cheesecake in her mouth.)Wow. My God, so creamy. Oh my God, this is the best cheesecake I have ever had. Where did you get this? (She reaches over to look at the label on the box.)