words in movies
Rachel: Ohh, I mean, we were really drunk. Im just glad we didnt do anything stupid.
Monica: Ohh, of course we are! (They walk up to the elevators.) We left it up to fate. (Pushes the elevator button.) If we were supposed to get married there would be a clear-cut sign. (The elevator door opens to a priest reading from a bible with Chandler and Monica standing side-by-side holding each others hands.)
Rachel: Ohh, okay, Im sorry. Youre right. Yknow what? We absolutely can stay married, because I was under the impression that the boxes were far away from each other. All right, look, just please, take a moment here and think about what youre asking of me.
Rachel: Ohh, whoa God! Storage rooms give me the creeps! Monica, come on please hurry up honey! Please?
Chandler: Ohh, yeah.
Janine: Ohh. Like what?
Rachel: Ohh, hi, Kim.
Ross: Okay! Now, Im going to touch you. (He does so, very gingerly.) Ohh, thats soft. (He starts poking him and notices his salad spoons and starts to massage him with those.)
Phoebe: Ohh, yes it would.
Phoebe: Ohh, sleep with Kenny.
Ross: Ohh, you can see them, huh?
Joey: Ohh, well, thats ok then. But, okay my towels for instance. I come in to the bathroom here and my towel is not on the floor where keep it. Its up here on some hook..and smells different.
Ross: (Putting the bread up to his nose.) Ohh, I just like the smell. (Sniffing it.) Mmmm.
Monica: Ohh, Im so glad. Thank you so much for staying so calm during this. I mean its really, its made me stay calm. (Chandler just looks at her.) I coulda been worse!
Ross: You damn kids! You ring my bell one more time, I swear to (Opens the door to find Jill standing there.) Ohh, uh Jill. Umm, that-thats just a little game I play with the kids down the hall. Umm, theyve really taken a liking to me. (Quickly looks out to see if theyre watching.) Uhh whats-whats-whats the matter?
Rachel: Ohh, yes.
Rachel: (seeing his new table) Ohh! Oh my God!
Rachel: Ohh!!
Phoebe: Youre kidding! And he plays rugby?! Thats so funny. (Realises) Ohh! I see how you did that. All right.
Rachel: Yeah, and also we need more umm, drinks. Hold on a second. (Gets up but stumbles a little bit.) Whup, okay. (She makes it to the phone and picks it up, without dialing.) Hello! Vegas? Yeah, we would like some more alcohol, and y'know what else? We would like some more beers. Hello? Ohh, I forgot to dial!
Rachel: Ohh wow! Im sorry, but Ross you kicked off your shoes!
Rachel: Ohh! Okay!
All: Ohh!
Rachel: Ohh! Me too!
Ross: Ohh!
Rachel: Ohh, I would love too.
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.
Rachel: Ohh, so do you! Did you lose weight? (Shes not quite sure of that one.)
Rachel: Ohh, of course Monicas brother!
ERICA: Ohh, and I see you're having a little party too. Is she here, huh, huh?
Rachel: Ohh, Phoebe, what am I going to do?
Rachel: Ohh, I mean its just so realistic!
Rachel: Ohh! My God! Barry!!
Rachel: Ohh, okay. (Ross has a sign on his back that reads Poop.) WhAh-ha! (Ross stops and turns.) Wait a minute. Uh Ben, I cant do it.
Phoebe: (singing) ...fuchsia and mauvvve. Those are the 66 colours of my bedroommmm. (applause) Thank you, thank you. Ohh, and I invite you to count the colours in your bedroom. (Sees that Phoebe Sr. has entered, and to her) Except for you. You go away.
Monica and Phoebe: (sympathetic) Ohh!
Phoebe: Ohh! We went to a self-defense class today!
Elizabeth: Ohh thats so sweet!
Phoebe: Ohh. Oh wait! (Jis) you guys won�t be late for my dinner, will you?
Monica: Ohh!
Phoebe: Ohh, youre a freak!!
Rachel: Ohh! I would kill for a salmon skin roll right now!
Dana: Ohh, Im sorry.
Monica: Oh, this terrible! Everything is destroyed! Look at this. (She picks up some kind of furry thing.) It obviously meant enough for me to save it, and I dont even know what it is! Ohh, its still soft. (She rubs it against her cheek.) What do you think this is?
Ross: Ohh! A man with a plan!
Rachel: (sympathetic) Ohh. So you raised her all on your own?
Ross: Ohh, okay.
Ross: Ohh. (He drops the shoes, takes the brush from her, and licks the tip. He doesnt like how it tastes.)
Rachel: Ohh, thank you.
Rachel: Ohh, its Joshua invited me to this fancy club opening tonight. But, I already told Mr. Waltham that I would take his niece to this dumb old opera. So What are you gonna do?
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?
Emily: Ohh, I dont think so. I mean it would be different if it was way into the future and-and-and we were getting married or something.
Rachel: Ohh
Monica: Ohh.
Monica: Ohh thats sweet!
Mr. Thompson: Ohh, nice choice.
Rachel: Ohh
Rachel: Ohh! (Whispers.) Really?!
Ross: Ohh, I dont think so.
Ross: Right. Ohh! You-you want me to be your backup.
Ross: Ohh, yeah I already have one.
Rachel: Ohh
Woman: Ohh great.
Joey: Ohh yeah.
Rachel: Ohh. Oh, so you really wanted to learn. Yeah, y'know, Pheebs I just wanted to have fun. Ohh, you know who you should go with?
Ross: Ohh, these are pretty good.
Rachel: Ohh, you can say. Come on, I dont want you to feel like you cant tell me things. (Motions for him to sit down.)
Rachel: Ohh, you should know, this place is a real babe magnet. Wanna make out?
Rachel: Ohh were not sailing.
Rachel: Ohh, sorry.
Rachel: Ohh whoops.
Phoebe: (reading the recipe on the back of the bag) Yes!! (Realizes.) Ohh.
Rachel: Ohh, my new assistant is working out, yes.
Monica: Ohh, absolutely.
Phoebe: Ohh, let me see it! Let me see your hand! (Chandler is frantically trying to wave them off.)
Phoebe: Ohh!! Ohh!! And I love you!
Phoebe: Ohh. No thats okay, hes a friend.
Rachel: Ohh thats nice.
Rachel: Ohh! No way Phoebe! I want to be Monicas!
Ross: Ohh.
Phoebe: Ohh.
Phoebe: Ohh, he left his cell phone.
Chandler: Ohh! You guys gonna be living together again?
Janice: (notices Monicas engagement ring) Ohh! What is that on your finger?! Im blind!
Rachel: Ohh. (She touches his arm for support and likes what she feels) Ooh!
Carol: Ohh, yknow, Susans gonna be shooting a commercial in London next week.
Phoebe: Ohh, uh-huh so much!
All: Ohh! That's great!
Chandler: Ohh. Mmm.
Rachel: (starting to cry) Ohh, you guys are so made for each other.
Kathy: Okay. Understanding a little more why you're single. Ohh! Y'know, I have a friend you would like, she's really pretty. And then we could double date!
Rachel: (starting to cry) Ohh
Ross: Ohh, I-I see lotion, I have lotion! Will that work?
Rachel: Ohh! (Exits.)
Joey: Ohh. Wow! Well how-how, how will you be gone?
Rachel: Ohh
Rachel: Ohh thats great!
Phoebe: Ohh, I lost my mom to suicide.
Elizabeth: Ohh, I wouldnt do it in there. Thats my dads bedroom.
Chandler: Ohh, umm, y'know what, I already ate.
Joey: Ohh I wonder if that dude.
Phoebe: Ohh!
Ross: Ohh, God, nobody likes him, and hes so cheap, hed never fly to London in a million years. Yeah, invite him? Hey, did I do these neat enough? (Hands her some envelopes.)