words in movies
Phoebe: Hi. Um, I want to start with a song thats about that moment when you suddenly realize what life is all about. OK, here we go. (plays a chord, then the lights go out) OK, thank you very much.
Monica: (into phone) Pants and a sweater? Why, mom? Who am I gonna meet in a blackout? Power company guys? Eligible looters? Could we talk about this later? OK. (hangs up)
Monica: (to everyone) It's Chandler! (on phone) Are you OK?
Monica: OK, I'll go. OK, senior year of college... on a pool table.
Joey: OK... my weirdest place would have to be... the women's room on the second floor of the New York CIty public library.
Rachel: (sigh) OK.
Ross: (to Joey) OK, here goes.
Ross: Thanks. (Joey hugs him) OK.
Joey: OK. (Ross goes out on the balcony to talk to Rachel)
Joey: OK, you've got to promise that you'll never, ever tell Ross that I told you.
Ross: OK, I have a question. Well, actually, it's not so much a question as.. more of a general wondering... ment.
Rachel: OK.
Ross: OK. Here goes. For a while now, I've been wanting to, um....
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.)
Phoebe: You know, did you ride mopeds? 'Cause I've heard... (they stare at her)... oh, I see... it's not about that right now. OK.
Chandler: OK.
Ross: OK, guys, guys? I have the definitive one. Mwwwooooo-hah-hah...
Monica: It's not ok to do it in a doctor's office but it is ok to do it in a parked car behind a Taco Bell?
David: (annoyed) Ok, would you care for my seat as well?
Monica: Phoebe, you get the bear, uhm, Joey, you get the robot, and Chandler and I get the dog. Ok, and the race is going to go (Takes two cups and marks the start and finish lines with them) from here to here. Now the one who comes in last, stays!
Donny: Ok Henrietta, you've picked Jack and Jill went up the hill.
RACHEL: Ok Ross, just so you know, calling it a poopie diaper doesn't make this process any cuter.
CHANDLER: [stares in disbeliefe] Yeah o-, OK, alright. [oven timer goes off] Doesn't matter, time for Baywatch.
Rachel: Ok, I'm gonna get my stuff.
Rachel: Ok.
Ross: Oh, please. I am not singing to your stomach, ok?
Rachel: Oh, no-no-no-no-no-no, that's OK, I don't need them. I'm going for fours.
RACHEL: Ok, I've got one. [blows out the candles. Somebody calls out 'heads up' and the volleyball lands in the flan] Wow, those things almost never come true.
Phoebe: (stirring pot) Ok, all done.
Phoebe: Well, oh, ok now... Only one of us has to stay with Emma. Ok, and as the person who realized that, I get to go!
Monica: Ok, three kinds of potatoes coming up.
Salon girl: Ok. Very good. Have a seat right over here Mr. Bing and Sonia will be right with you.
Joey: Uhm... ok... uhm... Well, yeah... You have got some nerve, coming back here. I can't believe you never called me.
Monica: Ok, here we go. We need to sort out the tickets as quickly as possible to see if we've won. So does anybody have any ideas how to organize this? (doesn't let them answer) Ok, how about this: we divide them into 6 groups of 40, and the remaining 10 can be read by whoever finishes their pile first.
Rachel: Ok, ok, ok. I promise, I promise, I promise, I won’t do it again. I really do. I promise. This is gonna be great.
MONICA: Ok, here, watch this.
Joey: Ok, ok, How about if we split it?
Rachel: Sometimes just nodding is ok. (pause) Uhm, so but anyway, listen, not marrying Barry was the best decision that I ever, ever made. Honey, you deserve true love. Your soulmate is out there, somewhere. Someone that is your age, that is smart, that is fun and that you care about!
Phoebe: Oh! (sits down) Ok, um, ok, um,
Rachel: Ok, Ok, Pheebs...
Phoebe: Yes, good! Ok...
Phoebe: Oh, ok bye-bye.
MONICA: Ok, um so, I still have to invite Dillon and Emma and Shannon Cooper.
Phoebe: You ok?
Chandler: (on the phone) "Look, this is ridiculous! I'm not paying for that room! Ok?" (pause) "Oh, thank you very much!" (hangs up) Yeah, I'm going to Vermont...
Monica: Ok. Hold on. (her mobile phone rings) Geller here! No! I said it has to be there by 4 o'clock. Goodbye. (she hangs up) Oh, how hard it is to make an ice sculpture?
Phoebe: Ok. We can, um, we can burn the stuff they gave us.
Chandler: That's OK.
Phoebe: Ok, yeah, ok. (she throws the directions in) Oh, OK.
Phoebe: Because I was ashamed ok? I sold out for the cash! And then they give me benefits like medical, and dental, and a 401K. But you know... you pay a price. Now I'm this Corporate stooge and punching a clock and Ugh! paying taxes!
Phoebe: OK. (pause) Oh Monica! Guess what!
Ross: Ahem... I want.... OK, I want to... feel your... hot, soft skin with my lips.
Ross: OK.... um, a weird thing happened to me on the train this morning...
Phoebe: (sitting) OK.
Rachel: Ok, fine! You can make fun of me. I do not want Emma going there. And I was thinking Claire Danes.
Phoebe: (holding a card and waving it in front of her face) Hey you guys, look, the one-eyed jack follows me wherever I go. (they look at her) Right, OK, serious poker.
Joey: Ok, thank you. And I promise you I will not forget this one. (he starts writing on his hand) Mandy.
Rachel: Ok, I, I hear what you're sayin'. I'm with you. Um, but I, but I'm trying really hard. And I think I'm doing better. I really do. Does anybody need coffee? (everyone in the place raises their hand) Oh, look at that.
ROSS: No. You're just gonna have to accept the fact that you're just friends now, OK, you're not... rommmates anymore.
PHOEBE: Yeah, yeah, no it's OK 'cause, I mean, I know he's there, so, that's enough for now.
DR. BURKE: No no, it, it's fine, believe me. I do it too. I always answer with the 'I'm OK' head bob. [demonstrates] 'I'm OK.' [tilts head] 'You sure?' [bobs head] 'Yeah, I'm fine.' Hey listen, I've got to set up the music. I got a new CD changer, of course the divorce only left me with 4 CD's to change.
Rachel: (to Monica): Really? (out loud): Sure, we have scones left! (to Monica): OK, read them to me.
Rachel: Ok, ok, Roger was creepy, but he was nothing compared to Pete Carney.
Rachel: Ok. Oh God. (To Ross) Get the camera, it’s in the diaper bag.
PHOEBE: Ohh, ok, I see what you did there. Aren't you afraid though, that the writers are gonna be kinda mad when they read this?
Monica: (to Joey) OK, try this salmon mousse.
RACHEL: Ok, ok, ok, I will, I will, I, hey, I will clean the apartment for two months.
Monica: Are you gonna be ok, officer, uhm,...
ROSS: You know what, this is ridiculous, ok. This is your birthday, this is your party. I say we just put 'em all together and if they can't deal with it, who cares.
Rachel: OK. (walks away)
Rachel: OK, sorry to break up this party, but I've got resumes to fax before work tomorrow... (gets up to leave)
Rachel: OK, then get me your purse.
Phoebe: OK Joey, your bet.
Ross: Oh, oh, ok, great. You know what, while you're at it she said another word the other day, why don't you, why don't you look up: pbbqqt....
Phoebe: Ooh, ok, that's it. Enough with the keys. No one say keys.
Chandler: (changing subject) OK, so at this point, the dealer...
Chandler: Ok, we all laughed when you did it with the stuffing, but that's not funny anymore.
Chandler: It's OK. It's OK. I was always rooting for you two kids to get together.
Ross: (to Rachel): OK, I am calling your seventeen. What do you got?
Rachel: Ok, Pheebs, you know what, if we had that, we wouldn't be doing the ritual in the first place.
Chandler: Ok, Monica, only dogs can hear you now, so, look, the door's open. Here we go.
ROSS: OK, you guys, ya know, I think we've seen enough, let's turn it off.
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.
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)
Lydia: Ok.
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.
Monica: Ok, well, what kind of ritual?
Phoebe: Ok.
Ross: Ok ... (they leave the room, long pause) Well, uh, Joey, I guess we have no problem.
Carol: Ok.
Carol: Ok.
Rachel: Yeah...(sigh)....OK. Where were we? Oh, OK... five card draw, uh... jacks or better... nothing wild, everybody ante.
Rachel: Ok?
Ross: Ben, you ready? All right, gimme your foot. Ok, on three, Ben. One, two, three. Ok, That's it, Ben.
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.
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.
Joey: Oh, OK.
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: Ok, got the vent open.
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?
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.
Monica: OK, we got the cole slaw, we got the buns...
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. [Richard walks in] Hey, why don't you ask Richard?
Rachel: Ok, well, not a problem. We'll just use them to stop the bleeding. Ok. Baggage claim? Ok.
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?
Monica: Ok, um, I'll go with you.
Chandler: That's ok.