words in movies
Rachel: Okay, okay, I checked. We have: Earl Grey, English Breakfast, Cinnamon Stick, Camomile, Mint Medley, Blackberry, and.. oh, wait, there's one more, um.. Lemon Soother. You're not the guy that asked for the tea, are you? (Guy shakes his head) Okay.
Rachel: Now, now the one in the feather boa, that's Dr. Francis. Now, she used to be a man. Okay, now look, see, there's Raven. We hate her. We're glad she's dying. Okay- (Marcel pushes down a cushion to reveal a shoe) Wh- wh- Marcel, are you playing with Monica's shoes? You know you're not supposed to pl- whoah. Marcel, did you poo in the shoe? (Takes the shoe into the kitchen) Marcel, bad monkey! Oh! Oh! (She notices the newsletter and taps the contents of the shoes onto it, then folds it shut) Sorry, Barry. Little engagement gift. I'm sure you didn't register for that. (She leaves the apartment holding the newsletter at arm's length. However, she leaves the door open. Marcel runs out in the opposite direction. There is a shot from the TV and Rachel runs back in) Who died? Who died? Roll him over! Oh, c'mon, roll him over! Oh...! Well, we know it wasn't Dexter, right Marcel? Because- (Looks down and notices he is missing) Marcel? Marc- (Notices the open door)
Chandler: Okay, it's his first time out, so he's probably gonna wanna do some of the touristy things. I'll go to Cats, you go to the Russian Tea Room.
Monica: Okay, we'll start with the building. You guys take the first and second floor, Phoebe and I'll take third and fourth.
Monica: Okay, you stay here, and just wait by the phone. Spray Lysol in my shoe, and wait for Ross to kill you.
Phoebe: Okay, thank you, Mr. Heckles. (They move off)
Rachel: (On the phone) Okay, he's a, he's a black capuchian monkey with a white face... (Enter Ross) ...with, with Russian dressing and, and pickles on the side. Okay. Thanks.
Ross: Uh, okay, yeah, we could do that, but before we head off to the murder capital of the North-East, I was, uh, kinda wanting to run something by you. Y'know how we were, uh, y'know, talking before about, uh, relationships and stuff? (Uncorks the wine) Well-
Ross: Okay, quick and painful. (Starts to cork the wine)
Rachel: Oh God... Okay. Alright. Alright. Okay. Ross, please don't hate me.
Chandler: Okay, from now on, you don't get to talk to other people.
Phoebe: Oh, it's okay, it was just my left leg.
Monica: Run, Marcel, run! Run, Marcel! (Marcel runs off and Luisa runs after him. Monica goes to check up on Phoebe) Are you okay?
Rachel: Ross, I said I'm sorry like a million times. What do you want me to do? You want me to break my foot too? Okay, I'm gonna break my foot, right here. (Kicks the sign) Ow!! Oh! Oh my God, oh my God! There, are you happy now?!
Ross: Oh, forget it, okay?
Ross: Marcel? Marcel? Okay, where is he? Where is he? Marcel? Marcel?
Ross: Okay, gimme my monkey back.
Ross: Okay, break-ups still on!
Phoebe: (shes strumming something) Yeah? (Joey nods yes.) Okay, I think Ill play it at the wedding.
Monica: Okay well thats good to know.
Joey: Okay. Yeah. Listen would you uh, would you like to have dinner with me tonight?
Ross: No!! Okay?! Why does everyone keep fixating on that? She didn't know, how should I know?
The Stripper: Okay, which one of you guys is Gunther Central-Perk? (Sees Joey.) Hey, Joey?
Joey: Okay. Yeah. (She leaves and he goes to pick up a box marked books, but decides to take the box marked pillows instead.) Yeah, Ill grab this one. (He follows her upstairs.)
Joey: Okay.
Chandler: Okay great.
Monica: No thats, thats okay.
Joey: Okay thats fair.
Monica: (suspiciously) Okay. (Exits to carry out Phoebes wishes.)
Joey: Okay, Im all right, okay, but hey, could you just leave your lips? (She kisses him on the cheek and starts to leave.)
Chandler: Okay, what is in here? Rocks?
Richard: Okay, she was here, but she left.
Rachel: Okay! (Picks up the phone and starts dialing.) (In an Irish accent) "Hello Ross, this is Dr. McNeeley from the Fake Accent University, wed like you to come on board with us full time! (Hangs up.)
Joey: Yeah, youre great! Okay, lets take it from
Chandler: Yeah all right. (They part.) Okay, good night guys.
Rachel: Okay.
Phoebe: Okay so, by melting, you meant melting.
Chandler: Oh, okay! (He rolls over to do that again.)
Rachel: (handing her the wine) Okay honey, now I'm gonna try to listen from right here!
Monica: Okay everybody, lets go! Lets go!
Rachel: Okay.
Chandler: Okay.
Chandler: Dog grooming huh? Okay, just dont make my tail too poofy.
Chandler: You okay over there?
Chandler: Okay, so I guess thats about ah, two weeks before the topless thing kicks in.
Ross: You okay?
Joey: Oh well, okay, good luck.
Phoebe: Okay. (She goes to get ready.)
Rachel: Okay come on Phoebe, its nothing! Monica, come on!
Joey: Okay. (he gets in the unit and closes the door) See?! I told ya!
Chandler: (straining) Okay.
Ross: Okay. Sure. (Sits down on her bed.)
Chandler: Okay, well. Janice said 'Hi, do I look fat today?' And I, I looked at her....
Ross: Easy. Easy. You have to go to the hospital. Okay?
Monica: Okay! Why?!
Phoebe: She is lying! And I bet I can prove it. Excuse me. (She grabs Ursulas purse and starts going through it and finds some papers.) Okay. Okay. YeahNot a prayer chain, but what looks like a detailed drawing of a bank floor plan. (Holds up her nametag.) Okay, heres the nametag from the restaurant where she works as a waitress! Not a teacher, a waitress. All right, heres her driver license, this oughta be good, she always lies about this. How old did she say she was?
Chandler: Okay. (Goes back to bed.)
Monica: Okay! (Runs off.)
Rachel: Okay.
Ross: Umm, okay, yeah, sure. But wh-whats wrong with Monica and Chandler?
Chandler: Okay.
Ross: Thats okay, Ill just pick em off.
Phoebe: Okay, lets talk outside.
Chandler: Okay, uh, how about, how aboutyknow what? We could play a new game. A new game, its fun.
Judge: Okay you two are asking the court for an annulment?
Phoebe: Oh, its the compulsively neat one by the window, okay.
Chandler: Honey, its gonna be okay.
Chandler: Okay. But if you dont come back soon, (She leaves and closes the door) theres pretty much nothing I can do about it!
Phoebe: Okay. HeyOoh, cool sheets! (Notices the sheet over the table.)
Phoebe: Yeah, just, okay, look I'm going. Um, come on. Op, op, behind the pillar, which way am I gonna go?
Ross: Laugh it up, but the jokes on you. Because we dont need to get divorced, okay? We were just gonna get an annulment.
Phoebe: Okay, umm, if a kid gets straight As, his parents would say, "Yeah, he pulled a Monica." Y'know? Or a fireman saves a baby, and they go, "Yeah I know, he pulled a Monica." Or someone hits a homerun and the announcer says, "Yeah, that ones outta here." Though some things dont change.
The Casting Director: Okay. Let's do it again.
Ross: Look, I uh, I tried not to kiss her, okay?
Chandler: Okay, we owe you a present.
Rachel: Oh wow, uh okay, uh maybe. Umm, yes, I can do that!
Joey: Look, it's okay, no, no, no, really, look um, I really appreciate this Pheebs, but I think I'm gonna have to go back to Estelle.
Rachel: Yeah, and I am okay with being a pushover.
Rachel: Its left sweetie, but thats okay sweetie, thats a tough one.
Chandler: Okay! Come on! Let's go! All right!
Phoebe: Oh, okay. (Walks over to him.) Excuse me sir? Could you come with me please? You have a phone call.
Phoebe: Okay, first of all, breathe. Second of all, I dont get it. Arent you the one that decided that you didnt want to be with Ross?
Rachel: Well that was umm Okay.
Ross: Well, the lighting was okay.
Phoebe: Well, hes never coming back! Okay? You just cost me eight dollars a week!
Ross: Okay, Monica. Mon, uh what-what you just saw
Chandler: Okay.
Monica: Okay.
Ross: Okay, please-please Paul, just let me explain
Joey: Okay.
Monica: Okay, come here! (Phoebe joins them in the hug.)
Monica: It's okay. I don't care. It's uh, it's fine.
Fat Joey: Thanks sweetheart. Give me a little sugar here. (They kiss.) Okay.
Rachel: (grabbing Phoebe) Okay. Well be right back. (They go into her office and she closes the door.)
Ross: Y'know what, y'know what, Im-Im not the one that wanted that, that break, okay. Youre the one that bailed on us. Youre the one that, that ran when things got just a little rough!
Tag: Okay.
Chandler: Okay. (Does The Face.)
Chandler: Uh Joe, when its one oclock in the morning and you dont come by? Thats okay!
Joey: Yeah, okay.
Phoebe: Ohh. No thats okay, hes a friend.
Phoebe: Okay.
Phoebe: (To Monica) Anyway, I should go. Okay, bye.
Ross: Okay.
Joey: Well, not that its any of your business, but, no, we havent, okay?
Monica: Are you okay?
Joey: (dejected) Yeah okay. (To Chandler) Even though my tax dollars paid for this car.
Rachel: Okay.
Ross: (enters from the bed room) Okay I put most of the stuff away.
Monica: Okay. (She opens it up and shows it to them.)
Chandler: Okay.
Chandler: Great! Okay, here. (Holds the ring up for him.)
Phoebe: Oh, thank you so much! (They hug.) Okay.
Ross: Okay. But not about this!
Joey: Okay! When?!
Rachel: Okay, bla-bla-bla-bla!! Who is it?!
Rachel: Okay, uh
Rachel: its gonna be okay!