words in movies
Rachel: Ok, uh-uh... Let's-Let's shop!!
Joey: (to Charlie) Ok, you're gonna come back with some very classy clothes... (aside to Rachel)... and some slutty lingerie, SLUTTY!
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?
Phoebe: Oh... Mike's sister just invited me to a party tonight, he's gonna be there. And she was like "Oh, don't worry! I asked him. He's totally ok with seeing you!". So now I have to go so he'll think that I'm totally ok with seeing him!
Phoebe: Ok, that'll be great!
Monica: Ok.
Doctor Connelly: Ok, given your situation, the options with the greatest chances for success would be surrogacy, or insemination using a sperm donor.
Monica: (long pause) Ok.
Rachel: Hi! Ok, you're ready to go pick up Phoebe and go shopping?
Chandler: (sitting down on the couch) Ok.
Phoebe: Ok. Oh good, I'm dating a Russian cab driver. (to the shop assistant). Seriously does anyone buy this? I smell like beets!
Phoebe: Ok!
Rachel: She's ok, I just don't get a really good vibe from her!
Rachel: It's just physical and I have it totally under control! Ok? It's just, when I see them together, sometimes I just get a little jealous!
Rachel: Ok, great, because I gotta get out of here, the smell of beets is killing me!
Chandler: Ok!
Phoebe: Well, maybe she didn't hear! Ok I'm gonna go into that dressing room, you stay in here and I'll talk and see if you can hear me.
Rachel: Ok, great!
Rachel: Ok well, I heard that! Which means that she heard it too!
Monica: Ok, there's enthusiastic and there's just plain gay!!
Zack: Ok. I heard a joke today. It's pretty funny...
Chandler: You know what's not funny? Male Pattern Baldness (Monica stretches her neck to look behind Zack's head and then gives Chandler an "ok" sign)
Zack: Ok listen, you guys have shown a lot of interest in me tonight and I'm flattered and... and quite frankly a little frightened. Can we just talk about something else?
Rachel: Ok. (Phoebe starts to walk in the opposite direction though. Rachel sees and follows her) Wha...? where? Where are you going?
Phoebe: Oh! I'm sorry Rachel, I don't have time for your childish games, ok? I still have to go find something incredible to wear so I can beat Mike at "who's more over who"! (at which she walks away)
Rachel: Oh God. You did. You heard. Ok, listen, let me explain.
Phoebe: You got it! Ok. But not on the wine that you made, ok, because I just don't want to go back to the Emergency Room.
Phoebe: I understand. Yeah. Ok so then ok, so we're both living in New York, not seeing anyone. That's so not like us!
Phoebe: Ok. (they walk away together)
Chandler: Ok.
Monica: I think I feel ok about it. Actually I think I feel really good about it.
CHANDLER: Ok, they're coming, shhh. [Runs into Monica's apartment and grabs one last girl to take to his apartment]
PHOEBE: OK. [singing] Smelly cat, smell-ly cat, what are they feeding you? Smelly cat [back up singers - smelly, smelly, smelly, really bad smelly cat, it's not your fault] OK, sorry. I'm just, I'm just not getting that everyone um, gets how smelly this cat acually is. I just think that maybe if we could talk about this, 'cause I need to feel that you really care about the cat.
Ross: That only is not funny, it's physically impossible! Ok? Depending on the species I'd have to have a six foot long... (pause) It's not funny!!
Ross: Ok, fine, but I don't want them bonding to much. I don't want her telling Emma she needs a nose job.
Phoebe: Oh yeah? Well, let's see. (she takes her mobile phone) Ok, duck down. (they both get down to hide themselves. Phoebe calls Chandler)
CHANDLER: Ok, pure evil, horny and alone. I've done this.
Rachel: Ok, Paulo, why don't you just go get dressed, and then you be on your way, ok, bye-bye. (Paulo goes into his room.)
RACH: Hi Russ, I've just got two more tables to clean and then we'll go, OK?
Phoebe: Oh right, ok um. Ok so its not just the lie you tell. but its the way you tell it. . For example if you look down at the ground when you're talking, people know you're lying.
JOEY: OK, we'll just leave, and when we pass her on the stairs, she won't know it's me 'cause we've never met. CHANDLER: That's how radio stars escape stalkers.
Ross: Ok, ok, now what is wrong with my Snuggles? What, it says I'm a sensitive, warm kinda guy, you know, like a warm, fuzzy bear. Ok, I can pick something else up on the way.
Rachel: Um look I was thinking.. If its ok with Monica I would like to invite Amy to Thanksgiving.
Sonia: We'll get to the wax in a minute. First I want to tweeze some of the strays, ok? This may sting just a little bit...
CHANDLER: OK, but uh, I hope you realize this means we're gonna miss hearing about the specials.
Rachel: Ok. (Starts swinging Emma rapidly and she stops crying)
Joey: Shh, OK, here I come, here I come. See I'm comin' to fix the copier, I can't get to the copier, I'm thinkin' what do I do, what do I do so I just watch 'em have sex. And then I say, wait, here's my line, (Joey from TV) you know that's bad for the paper tray.
Phoebe: Ok. I mean I know I did the right thing. You know, Mike never wants to get married and I shouldn't be in a relationship that has no future... but... pretty soon I'm gonna miss him so much. I'm gonna wanna see him again and you have to stop me from doing that.
Mike: what's up is Phoebe ok?
Chandler: Ok honey. that was close.
Phoebe: ok
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.
Monica: Ok who thinks the food is delicious and a little pretention never hurt anyone? (a few raise their hands)
Phoebe: ok I can't do this.
Chandler: If she asks, I protested a little, but ok!
RACHEL: OK, Ross, listen to me, I am not yours to save.
Phoebe: Monica slow down! Ok? I'm just excited to be living with him. You know I mean, I don't know, Can I see someday being married to Mike? Sure! Yeah. Y'know..I can picture myself walking down the aisle in a wedding dress that highlights my breasts in an obvious yet classy way. But do I want that house in Connecticut...you know..near the good schools where Mike and I can send Sophie and Mike Junior.. Oh my god I do.
ROSS: The point is I... I don't need this right now, OK. It, it's too late, I'm with somebody else, I'm happy. This ship has sailed.
Monica:: I'm gonna go freshen up ok
Rachel: Ok, let’s work from the top down! (Joey nods, but then puzzled because he does not get it) Just work the bra, Joe!
Monica: Ok, I dont wanna be negative so Ill say that most of the signs you bought are good.
CHANDLER: We don't know Bob, ok? We know me. We like me. Please let me be happy.
Ross walks away with a face of yeah ok.
Monica: (Looks exasperated) Ok first of all...It would be great. But that's not what I'm here to talk to you about. I need to borrow some money.
PHOEBE: I know, yeah. Ok, talk to him. [leaves]
Chandler: OK, Pheebs, your turn.
Rachel: OK, thank you.
Gavin: I thought it was ok when you slept with your old assistant Tag.
Mike: It's gonna be ok.
Kim: Ohh honey come here. (Hugging Rachel.) Ohh it will be ok. Weve all been there.
Mike: Ok, ok, I'll throw away the traps.
Joey: Ok (admits)
Joey: Ok, wait wait wait wait a minute wait a minute, I mean Rach, I mean if if... . If Hugsy means that much to Emma then... well she can have him.
Ross: Yeah! Yeah! OK! Sure! Look! Can we...can we talk about what happened here last night?
Joey: OK Thanks.(Joey touches the hot wax). I touched the stuff
Monica: Ok, right about now the turkey should be crispy on the outside, juicy on the inside. Why are we standing here?
Phoebe: OK, fine, if it means that much to you I'll get rid of Bob.
Rachel: OK.
Chandler: Ok. First of all, this is green!
Ross: Ok.
Ross: Ok, Michelle, it�s time to go.
Ross: OK you...you really don't know what I am talking about?
Joey: It's Monica, ok?
Phoebe: Great! Ok...I'll go get the tube top.
Phoebe: Hey you guys! Ok, we've got great news.
Chandler: Oh ok.
Ross: Ok! (he takes the camera and walks backwards to take a shot) See? Scared of swings, I bet you feel pretty silly (a swinging boy knocks him down) Ow!
Phoebe: It's ok that's how you feel.
Mike: Ok... so...(They hug) Goodbye.
Monica: Ok, you got it!
RACH: And ya know what, now I've got closure. [Rachel slams the door and locks it. She sits down, visibly upset. She puts her head in her hands and begins to cry. Ross comes back and is standing outside the window. When Rachel regroups and gets back up to finish closing, she sees him. She smiles. She goes to open the door and can't get the lock undone.] ROSS: Try the bottom one. [She opens the door and they kiss.] [Scene: Chandler and Joey's apartment. Chandler answers the door to find Monica.] CLOSING CREDITS CHAN: Monica, it's 6:30 in the morning. We're not working out, it's over. MNCA: No way, with one pound to go, c'mon. We're workin', we're movin', we're in the zone we're groovin'. CHAN: OK, I don't, I don't mind the last pound. OK, in fact I kind of like the last pound. OK, so don't make me do anything that I'll regret. MNCA: Ooh, what'cha gonna do, fat boy, huh? What? CHAN: Nothing, except tell you, uh, I think it's wonderful how much energy you have. MNCA: Well, thanks. CHAN: I mean, especially considering how tough it's been for you to find work. MNCA: Well, you know. CHAN: You know, I mean, you can't tell your parents you were fired because they'd be disappointed. MNCA: [sad] Uh-huh. CHAN: And it's not as if you have a boyfriend's shoulder to cry on. MNCA: Well no, but um. CHAN: I mean, if it were me, I think I'd have difficulty just getting out of bed at all. MNCA: Y'know, I try to stay positive. . . CHAN: So, you feel like goin' for a run? MNCA: Alright. CHAN: Because, you know, you don't have to. If you want, you could just take a nap right here. MNCA: OK. Just for a little while. CHAN: OK. [Puts an afghan over her and dances into his room]
Monica: Ok.
Phoebe: Ok, well, are all the tickets in the bowl?
Monica: Ok, hey Rach?
Ross: Ok, I've heard myself on tape and I sound nothing like that.
Rachel: Ok, well Monica, suppose one of your "special" tickets win? How are you gonna feel when you win the lottery and you lose all your friends?
Chandler: Ok, here we go! (he pushes the play button)
RACHEL: Ok, ok, ok, moving on, moving on, next question. Ok number 29, have you ever betrayed another goddess for a lightning bearer? Ok, number 30.
Chandler: Ok well, thanks, you won't regret it. I'll see you tomorrow (hangs up).
Ross: Ok, use it in a sentence.
MRS. GELLER: Over here Jack. OK. I see, Rachel's coming up the path. Oh doesn't she look pretty. Jack, get this. [Rachel enters with a huge nose]
Joey: Right... (pause) ok, so just from the top of the page, right here.
Phoebe: (pause) Ok, say no more.
CHANDLER: Look, are you gonna be ok?
Rachel: Ok, we're still on that.
Chandler: Ok, go quick!
Monica: Ok, you have to stop playing now.
Monica: Oh yeah? Ok, let's settle this, come on!
PHOEBE: OK. I just met this producer of this like, teeny record company, who said that I have a very fresh, offbeat sound and she wants to do a demo of Smelly Cat.
Phoebe: Ok well give her a chance to see all of that!
Monica: Ok, what is this?
Rachel: ... Ok, who is this?
Rachel: Ok professor or detective?
Rachel: Ok
Rachel: All right, so... Ross, you're ok with all this? I mean...
Ross: Hey, I thought I'd end up kissing Charlie too ok? But SURPRISE!
Ross: Ok. (they both go)
Joey: Ok.
Joey: Yeah, definitely, definitely. Ok, what do you wanna see first?
Rachel: Ok
Receptionist: Ok well, I'll call you as soon as your massage therapist is ready.
Ross: Ok. Let's see. Oh, you should take her to the MET!
Joey: Ok, all right, so I'll take her to the MET.
Phoebe: (watching around and whispering) Ok, are they listening?
Ross: Ok.
Ross: Ok! So let's move on to the Renaissance?
MONICA: Alright, but I'm very excited about this OK, so you gotta promise you won't get all big-brothery and judgmental.
Phoebe: Ok.
Ross: Ok, I'll be home right after work. Ok, by Emma-Wemma-Demma, I love you - wovyou dovyou ...
Rachel: Oh! (pause) Ok. Ok, you really wanna know who it is?
Joey: Ok whoah-hey... Let me just stop you right there, ok? First, you lied, right? Then, you lied about lying, ok? Then you lied about lying about lying, ok? So before you lie about lying about lying about lying about... lying... (loses count and begins to count the number of 'lyings' in the air but gives up.) (yelling) Stop lying!