words in movies
Rachel: Ohh, theres a picture of her in the yearbook actually.
Ross: Ohh!
Rachel: Ohh! Okay!
Rachel: Ohh! Me too!
Rachel: Ohh, I would love too.
ERICA: Ohh, and I see you're having a little party too. Is she here, huh, huh?
Rachel: Ohh, so do you! Did you lose weight? (Shes not quite sure of that one.)
Rachel: Ohh, of course Monicas brother!
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, I mean its just so realistic!
Rachel: Ohh, Phoebe, what am I going to do?
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.
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! We went to a self-defense class today!
Phoebe: Ohh, youre a freak!!
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?
Phoebe: Ohh. Oh wait! (Jis) you guys won�t be late for my dinner, will you?
Monica: Ohh!
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?
Ross: Ohh, okay.
Monica and Phoebe: (sympathetic) Ohh!
Rachel: (sympathetic) Ohh. So you raised her all on your own?
Ross: Ohh! A man with a plan!
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.
Mr. Thompson: Ohh, nice choice.
Rachel: Ohh
Ross: Ohh. (He drops the shoes, takes the brush from her, and licks the tip. He doesnt like how it tastes.)
Monica: Ohh thats sweet!
Monica: Ohh.
Rachel: Ohh
Woman: Ohh great.
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
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?
Rachel: Ohh! (Whispers.) Really?!
Ross: Ohh, these are pretty good.
Rachel: Ohh, you should know, this place is a real babe magnet. Wanna make out?
Joey: Ohh yeah.
Rachel: Ohh, my new assistant is working out, yes.
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.)
Monica: Ohh, absolutely.
Phoebe: Ohh, let me see it! Let me see your hand! (Chandler is frantically trying to wave them off.)
Phoebe: Ohh. No thats okay, hes a friend.
Phoebe: Ohh.
Rachel: Ohh thats nice.
Rachel: Ohh! No way Phoebe! I want to be Monicas!
Janice: (notices Monicas engagement ring) Ohh! What is that on your finger?! Im blind!
Ross: Ohh.
Phoebe: Ohh, uh-huh so much!
Phoebe: Ohh!! Ohh!! And I love you!
All: Ohh! That's great!
Chandler: Ohh! You guys gonna be living together again?
Rachel: (starting to cry) Ohh, you guys are so made for each other.
Rachel: Ohh. (She touches his arm for support and likes what she feels) Ooh!
Chandler: Ohh. Mmm.
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!
Carol: Ohh, yknow, Susans gonna be shooting a commercial in London next week.
Phoebe: Ohh, he left his cell phone.
Rachel: (starting to cry) Ohh
Rachel: Ohh! (Exits.)
Rachel: Ohh
Joey: Ohh. Wow! Well how-how, how will you be gone?
Phoebe: Ohh, I lost my mom to suicide.
Rachel: Ohh thats great!
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.)
Chandler: Ohh, umm, y'know what, I already ate.
Ross: Ohh, I-I see lotion, I have lotion! Will that work?
Elizabeth: Ohh, I wouldnt do it in there. Thats my dads bedroom.
Phoebe: Ohh!
Rachel: Ohh! Its so nice to meet you. (She goes over and shakes their hands.) Hello.
Joey: Ohh I wonder if that dude.
Rachel: Yeah. Yeah. Oh, but once you find it, ohh it's so worth the wait.
Ross and Rachel: Ohh! Ew!
Monica: Oh my God! Ohh! Look at this one! Its so beautiful!
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?
Monica: Ohh, sweetie! (Goes to comfort her.) Hey, I bet you anything that hes gonna call you again.
Rachel: (looking through her wallet.) Ohh, I just dont think I have enough left on my credit card.
Joey: Ohh!
Monica: Ohh. Oh! Ohh!
Erin: Ohh, listen. Ive got to get going. Today was great, thanks!
Mona: Ohh! (Hugs him.) And I love spending time with you. (Ross isnt happy.)
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: 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.)
Phoebe and Monica: (sympathetic) Ohh!
Monica: (in a sexy voice) Oh. Oh yeah! Ohhhhh! Ohh! Oh yeah!
Rachel: Ohh! Yeah! (Pause) Yeah that-that wouldve been a much simpler problem.
Phoebe: Ohh!! God! (Gary enters and she sees him) Ooh! (To Chandler) Get out of here, good for nothing.
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?