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.
Joey: Ohh, I know one thing!
Phoebe: (gasps) Ohh. Uh-huh. Uh-huh. (The chick clucks.) You'll get your turn!
Rachel: Ohh, out, oh God, I don't know why we didn't think to check there!
Phoebe: Ohh, tough call.
Joey: Hit me! (He does so.) Ohh man! (Joey busts and loses all the money, but when the dealer starts to collect the cards Joey notices something.) Wait! (He holds his hand next to the dealer's hand.)
Monica: Ohh my God, I'm so sorry.
Rachel: Ohh, good.
Phoebe: Ohh, you guys, remember that cute client I told you about? I bit him.
Ross: Ohh.
Rachel: Ohh, you're so sweet! (She kicks Katie in the shin.)
PHOE: Ohh, ohh, Lorne Green?
Joey: Hey, dont get religious on me, ok. (Ross looks a little confused.) A guy in your position needs to be a little better at relaxing. You know. Why do you think we have the comfortable chairs? Huh...come here sit down. (Ross sits down.) Ready? (Joey flips the foot rest up.) Ahh!! (He reclines the chair fully.) Ohh, yeah!! Huh?!
Rachel: Ohh! And Im one of them!! Wow! Oh, I just cannot believe this! I mean, Joey Tribbiani!
Kathy: Ohh, God, guys, check it out, you can see that girl's underwear!
Phoebe: Ohh, impressive.
Monica: Ohh! Yeah, I forgot.
Rachel: Ohh, well I'm not totally back yet, but thank you.
Chandler: Ohh, so?
Ross: Ohh. (He cuts himself a piece of cake.)
Rachel: Ohh please don't be from a real dinosaur! Please! Please! Please! Please! Please! Please! Please! Please! (She picks up the 2 pieces and looks at the stand.) Made in Mexico! Yes!! Ugh, who would buy this?! (Looks for a place to hide it and finds a wall sconce and drops the pieces into it and heads into the kitchen as the phone rings.)
Rachel: Ohh! Thank God! Where was it?
Phoebe: Ohh! I did not get that.
Rachel: Ohh that'd be great!
Rachel: Ohh, thank God! Finally!
Joey: Ohh, no, no. Were not going to just sit. (Joey sits down and hits the speed dial button on the phone.) Shhh. (It begins to ring.)
Chandler: Ohh that's the worse thing that can happen on an anniversary ever!
Monica: Ohh, Im such an idiot. I cant believe I actually thought she could change.
All: Congratulations! Ohh, that's great!
Phoebe: Ohh, (laughs) umm, we kinda took a little detour on the way over here.
Rachel: Ohh, honey no problem. Okay. (Gets up.)
Monica: Ohh! Umm, Phoebe, I kinda need to talk to you about that. (Rachel excuses herself) Umm, well I-I-I think it might be time for me to take a step back from catering.
Chandler: Ohh.
Joey: (Smiling.) Ohh great!! (Putting the phone to his ear.) Hello. (He begins to escort her down the aisle.)
Phoebe: Ohh! So you're 5639?!
Monica: Ohh, welcome to an adult relationship! (She goes to kiss him.)
Rachel: No! No! No! Im not yelling at you, Im just yelling near you. Oh God Joey, ohh Im my father. Oh my God, this is horrible! Ive been trying so hard not to be my mother I did not see this comin. Oh, Joey, Im sorry. Im so sorry. I just wanted you to learn.
Ross: Ohh, it was the best!
Rachel: Ohh, hi, Kim.
Phoebe: Ohh! You made up!
Monica: Oh yeah, I remember mine! Ohh, it was my sixth birthday, my dad took me to the park, I got it, and it bent.
Rachel: Ohh, he's married! Ross is married. I can'tI still can't believe it. (Rachel grabs the picture from Monica)
Phoebe: Ohh! (She moves.) Oh my. Oh, that reminds me, I have to see my OB-GYN today.
All: Ohh! Were kidding! Oh, were kidding!
Rachel: Ohh, whoa God! Storage rooms give me the creeps! Monica, come on please hurry up honey! Please?
Janine: Ohh. Like what?
Phoebe: Ohh, get a room.
Rachel: Hello! (She makes a face and the kid laughs harder. Finally, his parents drag him off.) Ohh, kids love me.
Monica: Ohh. (Rubs her fake stomach.)
Monica: Ohh, Please?! Im a single mom, with a thirty year old son!!
Ross: Ohh, whats wrong?!
Joey: (exiting from Chandlers room with the new roommate) Everything on your application looks really goodOhh! Just one last question umm, are you and your friends gonna be over here all the time like partying and hanging out?
Phoebe: Oh hey Mon? Rach is here! Ohh, youre still pregnant. Oh, Im sorry. I know how uncomfortable you are. Yknow what? You look great. Yeah, like fifty bucks.
Chandler: Ohh, yeah.
Phoebe: Ohh, yes it would.
Phoebe: Ohh, sleep with Kenny.
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.)
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?
Ross: Ohh, you can see them, huh?
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!
Rachel: Ohh, yes.
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.
Rachel: Ohh!!
Rachel: (seeing his new table) Ohh! Oh my God!
Phoebe: Youre kidding! And he plays rugby?! Thats so funny. (Realises) Ohh! I see how you did that. All right.
Rachel: Ohh! Me too!
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!
Ross: Ohh!
Rachel: Ohh! Okay!
Rachel: Ohh wow! Im sorry, but Ross you kicked off your shoes!
All: Ohh!
Rachel: Ohh, I would love too.
ERICA: Ohh, and I see you're having a little party too. Is she here, huh, huh?
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, I mean its just so realistic!
Rachel: Ohh, of course Monicas brother!
Rachel: Ohh, Phoebe, what am I going to do?
Ross: Ohh, okay.
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: Ohh! We went to a self-defense class today!
Rachel: Ohh! I would kill for a salmon skin roll right now!
Elizabeth: Ohh thats so sweet!
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?
Monica: Ohh!
Ross: Ohh! A man with a plan!
Rachel: Ohh! My God! Barry!!
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.
Phoebe: Ohh, youre a freak!!
Phoebe: Ohh. Oh wait! (Jis) you guys won�t be late for my dinner, will you?
Monica and Phoebe: (sympathetic) Ohh!
Rachel: (sympathetic) Ohh. So you raised her all on your own?
Ross: Ohh, I dont think so.
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?
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?
Mr. Thompson: Ohh, nice choice.
Rachel: Ohh, thank you.
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