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Ross: Look, our table is down in front, okay, my boss is gonna be there, everyone will see if we arrive after it starts.
Ross: I.....got.....dressed. Really, really quickly. Okay, okay. (Rachel starts to follow Monica into her room, but Ross stops her and sends her back to her room.) There we go, there we go.
Chandler: You know what, okay, fine. Don't get up, you just sit right there. I just hope, you don't mind, you know, my hand right here. (holds his hand a couple of inches in front of Joey's face) Op, not touching, can't get mad! Not touching can't get mad! Not touching can't get mad! (Joey flings some dip onto Phoebe's dress)
Phoebe: Okay, thanks. Yeah, I'll try that.
Ross: Okay, look, we have nineteen minutes. Okay, Chandler, I want you to go and change! Okay. And then, when you come back, Joey will go change, and he'll have vacated the chair. Okay. Okay.
Monica: Yes. Well I got his machine and I left a message. But it's okay, it's okay, it's okay, because you know it was like a casual, breezy message. It was breezy! Oh God, what if it wasn't breezy?
Ross: Okay, Mon, I really don't think this is the... Okay, you're dialing, you are dialing.
Joey: Okay. (he gets up and takes the cushions with him, as he starts to leave)
Ross: Okay, now hold on. Joey, why, why can't you just wear the underwear you're wearing now?
Ross: Okay, then why do you have to wear underwear tonight?
Joey: It's a rented tux. Okay. I'm not gonna go commando in another man's fatigues.
Joey: Okay, you hide my clothes. I'm gonna do the exact opposite to you.
Phoebe: (entering from Rachel's room, wearing a huge bow to cover the stain) Okay, I'm ready.
Ross: Okay, hey, that's okay with me. Two down and I have exactly twelve minutes.... Wha, my watch stopped. My watch. (shows Chandler) Okay, see, the, the dinosaur tail isn't going around any more. (grabs Chandler's watch) What time is it? It's 7:33, I have seven minutes. I have seven minutes!!
Rachel: (entering from her room) Okay, Pheebs, quick, what shoes should I wear? The black or the purple?
Phoebe: Okay, okay, okay, the black. But, oh, do you have black, with the little strappys?
Ross: Yeah, pants, what, what an idea. Or better yet, um, how 'bout you go without any pants. Look, I don't know what you're trying to do to me, but just get your butt in there and pick out any shoes that fit your feet, okay. No, no I don't care if they match. I don't care if they make your ankles or your knees or your earlobes look fat. Okay.
Monica: (entering from her room) Okay. I gotta call Michelle. I gotta see if that was her voice or not. I'm sorry, I just have to.
Monica: Okay. That was her right?
Monica: See there you go. Woo! We're out of the woods. Okay, I'll get dressed now.
Phoebe: I'll get it, okay. (answers phone) Hi, Monica and Rachel's. (listens) Yeah, just a second, can I ask who's calling. (to Monica) Oh, ew, it's Michelle! Ew! She, she must have that Caller Id thing. You should get that.
Monica: Okay, fine. (runs to her room)
Phoebe: Okay, we're on it. We're on it.
Ross: Right. Right, okay, okay. I'm sorry. I'm sorry I yelled.
Ross: Okay. You know that I-I have to go.
Ross: Oh, well of course, the humiliating. So, so wee, we're okay.
Ross: Okay. Honey?
Joey: Okay, buddy-boy. Here it is. You hide my clothes, I'm wearing everything you own.
Ross: Okay, okay. Enough, enough with the lunging. No! I'm sick of this. Okay. I've had it up to here with you two! Neither you can come to the party!
Ross: You know what I don't care. The only person I cared about getting dressed, is the one person that says she's not even gonna go. Look Rach, I'm sorry. Okay. Look, I-I wa, I was a jerk. I'm sorry I yelled. I want you there, I need you there. Look, what, what can I do that can show you how much, how much I want you to be there.
Ross: Okay, okay. If that is what it takes to show you how much you mean to me, and how much I want you there. Then that's what I'll do.
Ross: I think this will be fine. Okay, vanilla milkshake, just a vanilla milkshake, with chicken bits floating in it. Cheers. (starts to drink, but Rachel stops him just before he starts drinking)
Rachel: No, no, no, wait! Okay, okay. Don't! I'll go, I'll go!
Monica: Hi, uh, Richard it's Monica, um, listen I did something kind of crazy tonight, um, maybe I'm getting my period or something, I don't know. Um, anyway, I, I, I beeped into your machine and I heard a message that, that freaked me out, and um, you know what Michelle will tell you the rest. I, I, um, I'm sorry, okay, I, I hope that we can forget the whole thing. Okay, bye.
Ross: (entering) Okay, okay, okay, I've got two cabs and no people. Go! Go! Go!
Rachel: And I still have about five seconds to spare. (kisses him) Okay, that was about seven seconds.
Chandler: Okay, well I wont uh, worry about this anymore then.
Ross: Okay, umm
Joey: Okay, what if the puppy said, "Help me Chandler. All the other puppies pick on me."
Jill: (happily) Okay, see ya! (Exits.)
Chandler: (trying on the jacket) Okay. Holy double-vented comfort Batman! (Finds something in the pocket) Whats this?
BARRY: And once again she is out of here. Okay who had 9:45? Um?
Rachel: Ohh! Okay!
Rachel: (laughs) Oh yeah? Okay.
Monica: Okay.
Monica's Boyfriend: (kisses her) Okay.
Chandler: Okay!
Phoebe: Fine. Okay, enjoy your concert. (Starts to leave.)
Chandler: No not okay, you cant look for Monicas presents!
Joey: (To Rachel) Okay, let me just get changed and we can go to dinner.
Ross: Uh okay, well theres-theres wine in the kitchen.
Chandler: Okay. Then I guess its just, wait here then. (Hands her the sign that says, Wait Here.") (To the ticket agent) Hi. I need one fake ticket to Yemen.
Ross: Okay, I think I got it.
Joey: Okay, you watch too much TV.
Rachel: Okay, y'know what? We don't need her measurements.
Chandler: Okay, anything for you sir?
Monica: Okay!!
Ross: (putting the magazine back and holding the money for it) Okay.
Monica: All right, all right! Lets just cut to the chase, okay? (To Phoebe) Youre single. (To Tim) Youre single. (To Phoebe) He gets off work at eleven. (To Tim) Shell be waiting for your call. (To Phoebe) Ill give him your number if I can get one calamari and one Caesar salad!! (Everyone in the kitchen stops.) I did not yell. I am not putting a dollar in the jar.
Monica: I can do it, okay? Come on, lets go. (She and Ross get up)
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.
Ross: Yeah but after you said it was okay, I figured, "Why not?!"
Joey: My beers?! Look you guys, shes a very nice girl. Okay? We had a good time, but I justI dont see it going anywhere.
Phoebe: Wait, no, look at this! (Points to one.) (Reading) "Two bedroom, two bath, must be non-smoker, Satan worshipers okay " Oh, yeah, but its on the ground floor.
Monica: (to Joey) Okay, Ill go!
Monica: Okay, fine. Let's talk about snow. -- Do you think it's snowing in Tulsa, where my husband is having sex on a copying machine?
Ross: Okay.
Chandler: Okay.
Chandler: Okay. (Pause.) What was tonight?
Monica: Noo!! Okay!!
Chandler: Okay! (They both get up.)
Chandler: Okay!
Mindy: Now, I know things've been weird lately, but you're like my oldest friend in the world... Except for maybe Laurie Schaffer, who I don't talk to anywhere, 'cause she's all bitter now that she lost the weight and it turns out she doesn't have a pretty face. ....Okay, I'm just gonna ask you this once, and I want a straight answer.
Ross: Okay, 'you' can't, or (Points to Chandler) you can't? (Chandler grabs his finger) Okay, that's my finger. (Chandler twists it and Ross goes down on one knee) That's, that's my knee. (To Central Perk) Still doing the play. Aaah!
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.
Ross: It was, it was okay.
Rachel: Okay, let me just change.
Monica: Are you okay?
Phoebe: Is it okay if I leave this stuff here 'til Rachel's birthday party?
Monica: Yeah, well, Im using noise. Okay. All right! So, is everybody ready? Here we go. (She flips on the switch and a hum starts.) I hear something! I hear something! Where is it? (They all start looking until Rachel realises its Joey.)
Ross: Okay. (He does so.)
Ross: No, I-I-Im serious, okay? I mean, think about it. You move in, you start fighting over stupid game rooms, next thing yknow you break up!
Joey: Huh. Okay. (Awkward silence.) So uh, I think Im gonna take off.
Director: (To Joey) Okay, youre dancing with that girl over there.
Monica: Okay, but if we don't get this house, she's stil gonna show up wherever we go! I mean, at least if she's here, it eliminates the element of suprise. I mean, never again will you have to hear the three words that make your balls jump back up inside your body. (She shows this with her index finger, mimicking it pushing something up)
Gary: Let me tell you what I think might be going on. (Phoebe looks down in shame.) No-no-no, don't look at the table. Look at me. (Points to his eyes and she does so) Okay, I think somebody asked someone to move in with them. And I think someone said, "Yes" but now she's having doubts because things are moving to fast for someone. Does that sound at all possible to you?
Chandler: Okay, good.
Joey: All right look man, I didnt want to bring this up, but Chandler, is the stupidest name I ever heard in my life! Its not even a name; its barely even a word. Okay? Its kinda like chandelier, but its not! All right? Its a stupid, stupid non-name!
Monica: Okay, I think I get how to do this.
Alice: (laughs) No. No. No. (Sits down.) Okay, now, see, I wanna name the girl baby Leslie, and Frank wants to name one of the boy babies Frank JR. JR.
Monica: Sure! Okay, you go first.
Chandler: Okay, come here! Come here.
Rachel: Okay. (She climbs back onto the couch.)
Monica: Okay.
Monica: Okay.
Chandler: Okay!
Ross: Okay, Ill see you later pal.
Monica: Okay, you ready to open yours?
Chandler: Oh, its okay. I dont
Monica: (going over to listen at the door) Rachel said everything was okay.
Monica: Chandler, youre not fourteen anymore. Okay? Maybe its time that you let that stuff go. If your fathers not at your wedding youre gonna regret it for the rest of your life.
Monica: Don�t joke (?) with me, okay? I�m very, very upset right now.
Joey: Hey! I'm getting a little tired of this okay? We said we're sorry. It's Thanksgiving for Pete's sakes! A day of forgiveness!
Joey: Okay, but lets say there was. How might that go?
Monica: Okay.
Joey: Okay, here we go. I can't do it.
Chandler: Okay. (They hug.)
Joey: But what you saw, that is the extent of it, okay? One kiss.
Ursula: Wait! If umm, if you want to come, I guess thatd be okay.
Monica: (grabs a bag of those Styrofoam peanuts) Ill be coordinator! Oh my God! Im so sorry, I didnt get you anything! Okay, look everybody has to help! Okay? You can help, cant you Phoebe?
Joey: So are guys doing okay?
Joey: Okay.
Joey: Oh okay, how about this one. I was gonna wait until the end of the night to kiss you, but youre so beautiful I dont think I can.
Chandler: Oh okay, Ill-Ill try.
Phoebe: Okay. (on phone) Hey, can you send somebody up and down 76 and check every rest stop, and, and also 93? (listens) Okay! (hangs up) Yeah, no they dont do that.
Rachel: Okay! (She jumps on the bed.)
Chandler: (To Ross) Why don't you cut him a little slack? Okay? Maybe if he relaxes a little bit, he'll get some work done.
Ross: Okay, so on our no-date evening, three of you now have dates.
Monica: Okay!
Phoebe: Okay.
Nurse: (not sure what to do with that) Okay
Monica: Okay, in we go.
Ross: Okay, well be right in. (to Chandler) So ah, did your boss try to slap you again today?
Chandler: Okay, good luck with that. (Exits.)
Phoebe: Okay. (Reaches for one.)
Monica: Okay!
Chandler: Okay! (Stands up) This is it! (Claps his hands) We're gonna get married!
Phoebe: (To Rachel) Listen umm, yeah okay, I need to talk to you!
Joey: Oh (grinning, trying to hold in his impatience with her) okay.. (she takes her hand back)
All: Okay!
Phoebe: Okay, I just thought of the perfect guy for Rachel to take to her thing.
Ross: Oh, okay. What-what about?
Sebastian: Okay! See you later! (Exits.)
Phoebe: Okay sure!
Phoebe: Ohh! Okay! Okay, cause when-when he said, "I cant wait to hear your first words," I thought, "Theres a trick."
Chandler: Okay, so you will meet our guys?