words in movies
Rachel: Oh!!
Phoebe: Oh, honey, honey, tell them the story about your patient who thinks things are, like, other things. Y'know? Like, the phone rings and she takes a shower.
Phoebe: Oh, I don't know, I don't know. I think that's a little weird, y'know? Vinyl.
Chandler: Oh, yes, could I have one of those. (Points)
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.
Phoebe: Oh, this is my friend Roger.
Mr. Tribbiani: Oh, 'scuse me. So Ross, uh, how's the wife? (Ross whines and lays his head on Chandler's shoulder) Off there too, uh? Uh, Chandler, quick, say something funny!
Joey: Oh man. Please tell me one of 'em is Ma.
Chandler: (Sarcastic) Oh, good. Rog is here.
Chandler: Oh, it's nothing, it's a little thing... I hate that guy.
Monica: Oh! So you think I'm a failure!
Rachel: You're right! I mean you're right! It wasn't just the Weebles, but it was the Weeble Play Palace, and and the Weebles' Cruise Ship. Oh, which had this little lifeboat for the Weebles to wobble in.
Phoebe: Oh, okay. Feel better, Rachel, 'kay?
Phoebe: Oh, okay. Listen, thanks for everything, Mon.
Chandler: Oh look, it's the woman we ordered.
Ronni: Oh, no thanks, I'm just waiting for, uh, Joey Tribbiani.
Ronni: Oh no, not you, big Joey. Oh my God, you're so much cuter than your pictures! (Joey stares at her) I-I'm, I'm Ronni....Cheese Nip?
Ronni: Oh, uh, well, you left your good hair at my apartment, I figured you'd need it tomorrow for your meeting. (Hands him the hair)
Ronni: Oh, where'm I gonna stay, here?
Ronni: Oh, I'm Ronni. Ronni Rappelano? The mistress?
Monica: Oh, c'mon in.
Ronni: Oh, like, uh, five minutes?
Phoebe: Good. Oh oh! Roger's having a dinner thing and he wanted me to invite you guys.
Mrs. Tribbiani: I know you did, cookie. Oh, I know you did. So tell me. Did you see her?
Roger: Oh. They don't.
Roger: Oh.
Phoebe: Oh, okay, except I broke up with Roger.
Mr. Tribbiani: Oh! ...Hello, dear. (She whips the curtain shut in horror)
Monica: Oh. Monica! ...Hi. I'm Mo- ...nana.
Rachel: Since when do take naps in that position. Oh God Monica, tell me you were waiting for a guy! Please tell me you were waiting for a guy!
Janice: Oh, no. Oh, no.
Ross: Oh, oh, we did say wed stop by this little thing Joeys roommate is having.
Monica: (Excited) Oh my God, can you believe we are surrounded by all this? I can barely control myself.
Rachel: Oh...see... but Joanne loved Chachi! That's the difference!
Rachel: OH! And the year before that, when you set up that nighttime tour of that button factory?
Joey: Monicas chicken parm! Ill take care of it. (He picks up the phone) Hey Mr. Treeger, its Joey Tribbiani. Listen, I need to get into Monica and Chandlers apartment. Its an emergency. (Listens) Uhh, gas leak! Yeah oh, and bring garlic bread. (Hangs up.)
Rachel: (pretends to be stunned) Oh! Wi... in the dres... in the dressing room!? Well, that's so weird! Phoebe and I were just trying on clothes in the dressing room. God it's just such a small world!
Monica: Oh, we used to drive each other crazy playing the shadow game.
Phoebe: Oh, see, Jack did love the cow.
Don: Well, Octavio, 27&7Oh! And theres this great little place, Alessandros.
Rachel: Oh! I have your key. Here you go. (Hands it to Monica.)
Phoebe: Oh, poor little Tooty is scared to death. We should find his owner.
Rachel: Oh, she's coming up! She's coming up! (Turns on the TV)
Ross: Oh, please...
Rachel: Oh, hi sweetie. (They kiss)
Phoebe: (spitting the cookie out onto a napkin) Oh, sweet Je(Beep)sus! Oh! Monica, these are the (laughing) cookies they serve in hell!
Monica: Oh, George, baby, drop the towel!
Monica: Oh my God its old!
Mrs. Bing: Oh, you watched the show! What'd you think?
Phoebe: Oh!
Phoebe: Oh my God! So was she! Oh, Ive got-Ive got goose bumps. (She holds out her arm.)
Rachel: (breaking the hug) Oh, hey, dont you have to go pick up Emily?
Sandy: Oh, no, no, no... That's okay. I got a lot of offers from other families. I just picked you guys because... I liked you the best.
Ross: Oh...
Chandler: Oh my God.
Ross: Oh, I thought Joey was here. Five is good. (Gunther leaves, hurt) Well, I'm gonna have a loogie in my coffee tomorrow.
Monica: No, a guy would be saying, "Im never gonna get to sleep with anyone else." Oh my God! Im never gonna get to sleep with anyone else! Ive been so busy planning the wedding that I forgot about all the things that Id be giving up! I mean, I Im never gonna have a first kiss again.
Rachel: (taking a bite) Oh my God! That is so good!
Ross: Oh, uh, Phoebe just started a...
Monica: Oh, sorry.
Monica: Oh! You're awake!
Rachel: Oh, little Xs! Great! That makes up for everything!
Phoebe: Well, we don't n-n-n-n-need a fireman, we'd, we'd like a good mechanic. (hears the sound of approaching sirens) Oh my God, here they come! Well, we gotta get out of here!
Monica: Oh, my pleasure.
Joey: Oh, yoii. What was that for?
Rachel: Oh wait, no-no-no! Drag me down. Drag-drag me down.
Chandler: Oh come on! He said he was going to do my inseam, and he ran his hand up my leg, and then, there was definite...
Ross: Oh mom! Okay, umm, her name is Carol. And she's really pretty. And smart. And uh, she's-she's on the lacrosse team and the golf team. Can you believe it? She plays for both teams!
Phoebe: Oh, I wanna see! Lemme see! Lemme see! (She runs up and takes the binoculars.)
Chandler: Oh, no-
MRS. GREENE: Oh well thank you. Such a gentleman. Thank you. [Chandler takes the hot pink coat and grimaces at it] Ahh, it all looks so nice, so festive, all the balloons... [Chandler, remembering that Joey and Mr. Greene are in the bedroom, throws her coat in a cupboard] The funniest thing happened to me on the way here. I was...[Joey peeks out]
Susan: Oh, hello Ross!
Susan: Oh, well, is it what we thought it would be?
Joey: Oh, Im sorry, Ross. Ill get it for you right now. And since I made you wait, Ill toss in a free muffin.
Phoebe: Oh, okay, I don't know what you just said, so let's get started.
Rachel: Oh, right, that's me!
Ross: I have to talk to her about this groomsman situation, ok? I'm not gonna watch Chandler up there while I'm sitting in the seats like some chump! (he goes to Rachel's room, knocks the door and enters the room). (very fake gasp) Oh! My God! You're breathtaking!
Monica: Oh!
Chandler: Oh, yeah, you have to tell her.
Rachel: Oh, Pheebs, Pheebs...
Phoebe: Oh! (sits down) Ok, um, ok, um,
Rachel: Oh no Ross! This is not good, we have to talk about this Joey thing. Please sit. (He sits) You have got to get over this Joey thing, okay? I never really wanted to marry Joey, okay?
Phoebe: Oh he's like a...
Phoebe: No, wait, oh, what are we sorry about?
Rachel: Oh, God...
Ross: Oh, you know the sex of the baby? Oh, oh-oh-oh!
Phoebe: Oh, ok bye-bye.
Monica: Oh, you're right.
Rachel: Oh, Ross...
Rachel: Oh...
Rachel: Oh Ross, you're so great!
Joey: Oh, God! (Hurriedly closes his legs.)
Joey: Oh yeah!
Phoebe: Oh that tart... floozy... giant...
Phoebe: Oh, my friend Sarah had a great time last night.
David: Oh, I hate this but I-I-I have to go. I-I cant miss my flight.
Joshua: Oh, theyre working on this week, its a total mess. But uh, Im staying at my parents house, we could go there.
Rachel: Oh, come on Joey! You will totally keep it in check this time, and plus yknow the publicity would be really good for your career! And you deserve that! And if you do the interview you can mention, oh I dont know, gal pal Rachel Green?
Phoebe: (Mike now enters and stands behind Phoebe) Oh no, no, no, no, no, no. Don't get me wrong. No, he's not in like a sissy way. No, no, no... when he gets going, he can rattle a headboard like a sailor on leave...
Monica: Okay. (Starting to go through them) Oh! A coloring book! (Holding it up.)
Ross: Oh yknow, I stillI cant believe it. Joey and Rachel I mean its Its like you and me going out, only weirder!
Phoebe: Oh, Boy Scouts could've camped under it!
Monica: Ok. Hold on. (her mobile phone rings) Geller here! No! I said it has to be there by 4 o'clock. Goodbye. (she hangs up) Oh, how hard it is to make an ice sculpture?
Rachel: Oh well, y'know, the gala had to end sometime.
Joey: Oh! Hey, somebody left their keys. (Looks at them) Ooohh, to a Porsche! {Transcribers note: Oh come on! Who would leave the keys to their Porsche behind? If I had a Porsche, Id have the keys surgically attached to my hand!} Hey Gunther, these yours?
Gary: Oh it's nothing, it just says that you can't sue the city if you scrap your knee or y'know, get your head blown off.
PHOEBE: [a little dog starts attacking her leg] Hey, hey, no, oh oh.
Chandler: Oh, thanks, but I think she'd feel like we're gangin' up on her.
Rachel: Oh, God, he's such a pig,
Rachel: Now, now the one in the feather boa, that's Dr. Francis. Now, she used to be a man. Okay, now look, see, there's Raven. We hate her. We're glad she's dying. Okay- (Marcel pushes down a cushion to reveal a shoe) Wh- wh- Marcel, are you playing with Monica's shoes? You know you're not supposed to pl- whoah. Marcel, did you poo in the shoe? (Takes the shoe into the kitchen) Marcel, bad monkey! Oh! Oh! (She notices the newsletter and taps the contents of the shoes onto it, then folds it shut) Sorry, Barry. Little engagement gift. I'm sure you didn't register for that. (She leaves the apartment holding the newsletter at arm's length. However, she leaves the door open. Marcel runs out in the opposite direction. There is a shot from the TV and Rachel runs back in) Who died? Who died? Roll him over! Oh, c'mon, roll him over! Oh...! Well, we know it wasn't Dexter, right Marcel? Because- (Looks down and notices he is missing) Marcel? Marc- (Notices the open door)
Ross: Oh, I uh, hope you don't mind, I kinda uh, jazzed it up a little. Check this out. (He plays the greeting, and We Will Rock You starts to play and Ross's voice comes over it.) We will, we will, call you back!
Phoebe: (waking and startling them) Oh! What what what! ...Hi.
Rachel: Oh, it's so much more fun with you.
Chandler: Oh, uh, listen, about tonight...
Phoebe: Oh, hi Max! Hey, do you know everybody?
Rachel: Oh really? Well how would you like it if I had sex with you and I taped it? (Joey smiles luridly) Oh forget it! (Ross enters.) Oh there he is now, the father of my child, the porn king of the west village.
Joey: (sarcastic) Oh no this is devastating! My faith is shaken. Im so glad I have the new chair to get my through this difficult time in my life.
Rachel: Oh, you know what - my first impression of you was absolutely right. You are arrogant, you are pompous ... Morgan! Morgan! Tag's last name was Morgan! Huh!
Janice: Oh.... my.... God.
Monica: Oh, you came to tell him you love him! I knew it! (Points at Chandler) I was right! (Points to Emily) Im right, right?
Gunther: Oh thats cool, I was gonna fire you anyway.
Ross: (coming out of the bedroom) Oh! Oh my God! I didnt even see you!
Ross: Oh myCome here! Come here! (He hugs her.) Its okay. Everythings gonna be okay.
Monica: Oh, Chandler, sorry.
Rachel: Oh my god. Janice, hi!
Gary Collins: (on TV.) It looks like we have surpassed last year's pledge total! Thank you viewers! The pledge that did it was taken by one of our volunteers (He walks over to where Joey is sitting.) Oh boy! And may I say one of our sharpest dressed volunteers, (Joey stands up.) Mr. Joseph Tribbiani!
Rachel: No, its Ross. Its Ross. You like Ross. (He just shakes his head.) Oh daddy, I hope youre okay with all of this. I mean think about it, this is a good thing. Youre gonnaThis is your first grandchild! Youre gonna be a poppy!
Monica: Oh. Thank you. Ohhh, thank you very much. Oh, thank you for coming. (Theres a knock on the door.) Uh, just a second!