words in movies
Monica: Ohh! Ohhhh! Were you sleeping sweetie? Im sorry. Here. (Hands the mug of milk to him.)
Rachel: Oh how can you possibly know? Look at this mess, Tag! I mean, this is what Im talking about! You have to be organized! Youve got newspapers! Youve got magazines! You gotOhh! (Finds a picture.) And who is this chippy? A little young for you Tag, but whatever.
Phoebe: Theres a reset button?! Ugh, thank you! Thank you! (He exits and she goes to shut it off.) Theres a reset button! My God! Why didnt I see that! (She takes off the plastic cover and looks for the button.) Reset button, reset button, where is there a reset button? (Finds it.) Oh here it is! (Picks it up off of the floor.) Oh! (She presses it hard, but of course it would help if the button was still attached to the detector. In frustration she presses it so hard it causes pain in her thumb.) Ohh, God!
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?
Phoebe: Ohh. Oh wait! (Jis) you guys won�t be late for my dinner, will you?
Monica: Ohh!
Monica and Phoebe: (sympathetic) Ohh!
Rachel: (sympathetic) Ohh. So you raised her all on your own?
Ross: Ohh! A man with a plan!
Ross: Ohh, okay.
Rachel: Ohh, thank you.
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, 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?
Rachel: Ohh
Ross: Ohh. (He drops the shoes, takes the brush from her, and licks the tip. He doesnt like how it tastes.)
Mr. Thompson: Ohh, nice choice.
Monica: Ohh thats sweet!
Monica: Ohh.
Rachel: Ohh
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.
Rachel: Ohh! (Whispers.) Really?!
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.
Joey: Ohh yeah.
Rachel: Ohh, you should know, this place is a real babe magnet. Wanna make out?
Phoebe: (reading the recipe on the back of the bag) Yes!! (Realizes.) Ohh.
Rachel: Ohh were not sailing.
Rachel: Ohh, sorry.
Rachel: Ohh whoops.
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, 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.)
Rachel: Ohh! No way Phoebe! I want to be Monicas!
Phoebe: Ohh. No thats okay, hes a friend.
Rachel: Ohh thats nice.
Phoebe: Ohh, uh-huh so much!
Phoebe: Ohh!! Ohh!! And I love you!
Phoebe: Ohh.
Ross: Ohh.
Chandler: Ohh! You guys gonna be living together again?
All: Ohh! That's great!
Chandler: Ohh. Mmm.
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!
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
Carol: Ohh, yknow, Susans gonna be shooting a commercial in London next week.
Phoebe: Ohh, he left his cell phone.
Rachel: Ohh thats great!
Rachel: Ohh! (Exits.)
Joey: Ohh. Wow! Well how-how, how will you be gone?
Rachel: Ohh
Phoebe: Ohh, I lost my mom to suicide.
Chandler: Ohh, umm, y'know what, I already ate.
Elizabeth: Ohh, I wouldnt do it in there. Thats my dads bedroom.
Ross: Ohh, I-I see lotion, I have lotion! Will that work?
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.)
Phoebe: Ohh!
Monica: Oh my God! Ohh! Look at this one! Its so beautiful!
Rachel: Ohh! Its so nice to meet you. (She goes over and shakes their hands.) Hello.
Joey: Ohh I wonder if that dude.
Ross and Rachel: Ohh! Ew!
Erin: Ohh, listen. Ive got to get going. Today was great, thanks!
Rachel: Ohh Oh, honey here. Take it all. (Pours the entire large bowl into her bag and closes the door.) Monica! We need more candy?
Rachel: Yeah. Yeah. Oh, but once you find it, ohh it's so worth the wait.
Monica: Ohh, sweetie! (Goes to comfort her.) Hey, I bet you anything that hes gonna call you again.
Joey: Ohh!
Rachel: (looking through her wallet.) Ohh, I just dont think I have enough left on my credit card.
Rachel: Ohh, theres a picture of her in the yearbook actually.
Mona: Ohh! (Hugs him.) And I love spending time with you. (Ross isnt happy.)
Monica: Ohh. Oh! Ohh!
Rachel: Ohh, Lilies. Joey, theyre my favorite. Thank you.
Cecilia: (running out to Joey) That was so wonderful! (Hugs him) Ohh, I think that youre a better Jessica than I ever was!
Phoebe and Monica: (sympathetic) Ohh!
Monica: (in a sexy voice) Oh. Oh yeah! Ohhhhh! Ohh! Oh yeah!
Phoebe: Ohh, Im getting too pregnant for this, lugging around a stupid massage table. Yknow, I have to find a job where I carrying a smaller table. (She goes over and stands in front of the TV.)
Joey: Ohh, then no. Maybe I should hear those specials again.
Rachel: Ohh! Yeah! (Pause) Yeah that-that wouldve been a much simpler problem.
Phoebe: Ohh, tough call.
Rachel: Ohh! Thats so sweet of you! Oh yum! (Takes a bite out of the sandwich and starts to get sick.) Did you put pickles on this?
Phoebe: Ohh!! God! (Gary enters and she sees him) Ooh! (To Chandler) Get out of here, good for nothing.
Rachel: Ohh, I mean, we were really drunk. Im just glad we didnt do anything stupid.
Phoebe: Ugh, its so exhausting waiting for death. Ohh, by the way, do you think you could(Groans, hacks, and then freezes with her eyes open and her tongue hanging out.)
Rachel: It's not here Pheebs, it's not here. Ohh, I went to Joey and Chandler's last night! Okay! (Goes to the door.)
Rachel: Ohh! (walking away from the window) Phoebe, this is all your fault! Now he loves her, hes gonna marry her, and this is all your fault.
Phoebe: (still reading the label) Oh my God! This is a six-hour pill! (Checks her watch) Thats it! Im out of the woods! Ohh! What a relief!
Joey: Ohh! (Realises it was all a trick to get Phoebe to name the baby Chandler.)
Monica: Okay, heres batch 22. Ohh, maybe thesell taste a little like your grandmothers. This has a little bit of orange peel, but no nutmeg.
Monica: Ohh, you are such a good boss! Is she pretty?
Ross: Oh my God. Ohh, my little sister and my best friend shaking up. Oh, thats great. Thats great. (Kisses and hugs her.)
Monica: Okay. Wait, just give me a second, I need to just get my boots off first. (She starts taking them off.) Ah Ooh Oohh Ohh Oh God Ohh Oh Ohh Ohhhh
Emily: Ohh, no. Ugh. Oh, leaving London, my whole family lives there.
Rachel: I-I dont want your job. I-I dont. Ohh this is such a mistake. I did not make out with him. Nobody made out with him. I did not use my keycard yesterday. I dont even know how to use my keycard. (The elevator stops. Ralph steps on.)
Kim: Ohh honey come here. (Hugging Rachel.) Ohh it will be ok. Weve all been there.
Rachel: Ohh, yeah, well I wanted to give Emily a big American good-bye cheer. So okay! (Runs into the living room) Ready! Okay! Gimme an E!
Rachel: Ohh, I'm gonna miss that big old squishy butt.