words in movies
Phoebe: OK. (pause) Oh Monica! Guess what!
Phoebe: Ooh! I know what you could make! (runs over to join Monica and Rachel in the kitchen) I know! Oh, you should definitely make that thing... you know, with the stuff? (Monica doesn't know.) You know, that thing... with the stuff...? OK, I don't know. (sits down)
Ross: OK, ahem, hey, does anybody know a good place if you're not dating a puma?
Monica: (to Joey) OK, try this salmon mousse.
Monica: (on phone) Hello? (Listens) Oh, hi Wendy! (Listens) Yeah, eight o'clock. (Listens) What did we say? Ten dollars an hour?... (Listens) OK, great. (Listens) All right, I'll see you then. Bye. (hangs up)
Ross: OK.... um, a weird thing happened to me on the train this morning...
Ross: OK. (closes eyes) I'm in my apartment...
Joey: (walks to catch up to him) Alright, look, I'll start, OK?
Ross: OK, turn around. (Joey looks taken aback) I just don't want you staring at me when I'm doing this.
Ross: Ahem... I want.... OK, I want to... feel your... hot, soft skin with my lips.
Chandler: It's OK. It's OK. I was always rooting for you two kids to get together.
Chandler: (on phone) Hey Mr. Kostelic! How's life on the fifteenth floor? (Listens) Yeah, I miss you too. (Listens) Yeah, it's a lot less satisfying to steal pens from your own home, you know? (Listens) Well, that's very generous (Listens) er, but look, this isn't about the money. I need something that's more than a job. I need something I can really care about.... (Listens) And that's on top of the yearly bonus structure you mentioned earlier? (Listens) Look, Al, Al... I'm not playing hardball here, OK? This is not a negotiation, this is a rejection! (Listens) No! No! No, stop saying numbers! I'm telling you, you've got the wrong guy! You've got the wrong guy! (Listens) I'll see you on Monday! (slams the phone down)
Chandler: (walks away from window) OK, that's enough of the view. Check this out, look at this. Sit down, sit down.
Phoebe: (sitting) OK.
Steve: (unconcerned) Yeah, OK.
Phoebe: (overemphasizing) Mmmmmm! Everything smells so delicious! You know, I can't remember a time I smelt such a delicious combination of (Monica signals her to stop) of, OK, smells.
Rachel: OK, OK. I'm with you, Cheech. OK.
Monica: Yeah, I think we're ready for our first course. (Steve sits, Monica brings over a tray) OK, um, these are rot-shrimp ravioli, and celantro pondou sauce... (Steve starts to eat them one by one, quickly)... with just a touch of mints... and... (he finishes)... ginger.
Steve: Oh, OK. (he drops the box on the floor) Oh, sorry. (When she bends down to pick it up he grabs a package of Gummi-bears from the cabinet.)
Monica: Why don't you just have a seat here? (he sits at the table, then tries to secretly eat the Gummi-bears. Monica spots him.) OK... give me the Gummi-bears.
Chandler: Nice going, imp. OK, it's OK. All I need to do is reach over and put it in my mouth. (Chandler slyly grabs the gum from the wall and slides it back in his mouth.)
Chandler: Ok, we all laughed when you did it with the stuffing, but that's not funny anymore.
Phoebe: Ooh, ok, that's it. Enough with the keys. No one say keys.
Rachel: Ok, Pheebs, you know what, if we had that, we wouldn't be doing the ritual in the first place.
Ross: (to Rachel): OK, I am calling your seventeen. What do you got?
Chandler: Ok, Monica, only dogs can hear you now, so, look, the door's open. Here we go.
Ross: Ok, um, uh, more clothes in the dryer? (Ross turns and bangs his head on an open dryer door.) I'm fine, I'm fine.
ROSS: OK, you guys, ya know, I think we've seen enough, let's turn it off.
Mike: Ok, fine, these rats are our responsibility. What happens when they mate and there are hundreds of them?
Rachel: OK... see your two... and I raise you twenty. (throws it in)
CHANDLER: Ok so, can I have my hat back?
Rachel: What, it's ok when Chandler does it?
Joey: Oh, uh, ok. Right this way. All the other pregnant women seem to be goin' in here.
Phoebe: Ok.
Lydia: Ok.
Rachel: Yeah...(sigh)....OK. Where were we? Oh, OK... five card draw, uh... jacks or better... nothing wild, everybody ante.
Ross: Ok ... (they leave the room, long pause) Well, uh, Joey, I guess we have no problem.
Rachel: Ok?
Carol: Ok.
Carol: Ok.
Monica: Ok, well, what kind of ritual?
Rachel: Ok. That's fine. (takes her earrings out)
Phoebe: Ok, who wants to hear something ironic?
Joey: Ok, I got one, I got one. Uh, if he blows into one, does the other one get bigger?
Ross: No, it's just...you know the whole "getting on with your life" thing. Well, do I have to? I mean, I'm sitting here with this cute woman, and, and, and she's perfectly nice, and, but that there's, that's it. And um, and then I'm here talkin' to you, and, and it's easy, and it's fun, and, and I don't, I don't have to...You know, here's a wacky thought. Um, what's say you and I give it another shot? No no no, I know what you're gonna say, you're a lesbian. But what do you say we just put that aside for now you know? Let's just stick a pin in it, ok? Because, we're great together, you know. You can't deny it. Besides, you're carrying my baby. I mean, how perfect is that? But see, you know, you keep sayin' that, but there's somethin' right here. I love you.
Ross: Ok, got the vent open.
Rachel: OK, OK, it's my turn. (reads the answer)
Chandler: OK well here, we'll just move the coffee table closer to the couch.
PHOEBE: Ok, Ross, could you just open your mind like this much, ok? Wasn't there a time when the brightest minds in the world believed that the world was flat? And, up until like what, 50 years ago, you all thought the atom was the smallest thing, until you split it open, and this like, whole mess of crap came out. Now, are you telling me that you are so unbelievably arrogant that you can't admit that there's a teeny tiny possibility that you could be wrong about this?
Joey: Oh, OK.
Ross: Ben, you ready? All right, gimme your foot. Ok, on three, Ben. One, two, three. Ok, That's it, Ben.
Lydia: Joey Tribbiani. Yes, ok. Hold on. (to Joey) She wants to talk to you. Take the phone.
ROSS: [reading his list] Ok, ok, number one: The way you cry at game shows. Number two: how much you love your friends. Number three: the way you play with your hair when you're nervous. Number four: how brave you are for starting your life over. Number five: how great you are with Ben.
FBOB: OK, now before I go, does anybody else need to be picked up? [everyone raises their hands] I'm still gonna go.
Phoebe: Hey Joey, want come with me to… are you ok?
Monica: Mmm, looking good. Ok, cider's mulling, turkey's turking, yams are yamming. (notices Ross is depressed) What?
Monica: OK, we got the cole slaw, we got the buns...
MONICA: Ok. [Richard walks in] Hey, why don't you ask Richard?
JOEY: Ok, uh, hey Richard, if you had an extra ticket to the Knicks game and you had to choose between a friend who smells and one who bruises you who would you pick?
Rachel: Ok, well, not a problem. We'll just use them to stop the bleeding. Ok. Baggage claim? Ok.
Chandler: Ok, I think she's trying to tell us something. Quick, get the verbs.
Ross: Ok, no, no, you hang up. You, you, y...
CHANDLER: Ok, that's Eric.
Chandler: That's ok.
Phoebe: Oh, yeah. Ok, thank you.
Monica: Ok, um, I'll go with you.
Julie: Oh, you're busy, that's ok, I'll get it. Anybody else want one?
PHOEBE: Well, OK, the record company sent over this piece of paper for me to sign, saying that it's OK for someone else to sing for me. That was my first clue.
CHANDLER: Ok, this could be tough.
Rachel: OK, I'm guessing this is from...
RACHEL: Ok mom, you know what, fine, I'll make an appointment ok, but you know what, right now, I gotta go, I gotta go do a thing.
CHANDLER: Ok, Phoebe.
RACHEL: Ok, so let's talk money.
Rachel: Ok I gotta tell ya, it's really weird when you use my whole name.
Joey: Alright, well the rest of you get comfortable, ok, because we're gonna be here for a li...(stops and thinks) Wait a minute, there is a window in there!
Monica: (gets up) OK, how does everybody like their burgers?
ROSS: Ok, we were sitting over there playing on the floor and he grabs the table and he pulls himself up. He pulled himself up. Standing man. I'm sorry you guys missed it but I did tape it so it you guys want to see it.
RACHEL: Ok, you win.
Susan: It's gonna be ok, just remember, we're doing this for Jordie. Just keep focusing on Jordie.
ROSS: OK sweetie, I'll see you later.
PHOEBE: OK.
CHANDLER: Ok. Ok. Having a phone has finally paid off.
MONICA: Ok.
RACHEL: Ok.
PHOE: OK, OK, don't get all squinky.
RACHEL: Ok, I will have the uh, (whispers) side salad.
PHOEBE: Ok. One.
JOEY: Are you ok, Ross?
RACHEL: Ok.
PHOEBE: Yeah, ok. You probably did everything you could.
ROSS: Ok.
PHOEBE: Ok, do you know A minor?
CHANDLER: Ok.
STEPHANIE: Ok.
JOEY: Ok.
Rachel: Ok. (Phoebe starts to walk in the opposite direction though. Rachel sees and follows her) Wha...? where? Where are you going?
RACH: Thank you. OK. [dials] [to Michael] Machine. Just waiting for the beep.
Phoebe: (entering and talking on mobile phone) Ok, great! All right, bye! (she hangs up) Pain in the ass!! (she looks at the others, then back at the phone) That's off, right?
Joey: Oh! I got it! Ok, everyone pick a number from one to ten. Alright? Whoever gets the highest number gets to go first.
RACH: OK, OK.
ROSS: Have a good time. Ok, Ben.
PHOEBE: Yeah, it's just so strange. I mean, she probably woke up today and thought, "ok, I'll have some breakfast, and then I'll take a little walk, and then I'll have my massage." Little did she know God was thinking, "Ok, but that's it." Oh, but the weirdest thing was, ok, I was cleansing her aura when she died, and when the spirit left her body, I don't think it went very far.
PHOE: Ok, all right.
Monica: Hey, honey, my test is down the hall, are you sure you're going to be ok?
RACH: Well. [looks at watch] Woah, look at that! I gotta go, I gotta date. With a man. Um, OK, you guys have a really, uh, have a really good night and you two have a, uh, have a, uh, really good cat. [she leaves carrying her tray then comes back in] OK, we're not supposed to take these when we leave.
RACHEL: OK Julie, so now let's start with your childhood, what was that like?
Rachel: No, no, thats OK. Y'know, I think I'm gonna give it a go.
Ross: Ok, would people stop drinking the breast milk?
MNCA: Sure, what? Ok, ok. [hangs up the phone] [to Rachel] Music?
RACHEL: Ok, Chandler, Mon, there's only one bananna nut muffin left.
PHOEBE: OK, is this really my father?
MONICA: I hope she's OK.
CHANDLER: OK.
PHOEBE: OK, let's go.
ROSS: OK, tip the man.
ROSS: No, no, wait, ok, ok, look at the other side. Look at Julie's column.
PHOEBE: OK.
Ross: Come on, there are plenty of other women out thereok? Just - just forget about her, ok? Just, she's off limits.
ROSS: Are you OK?
CHANDLER: OK, Phoebs, your turn.