words in movies
Chandler: Im not even getting married! Okay, this is a question for science fiction writers!
Joey: Okay, now uh, in terms of the invite list, Ive got you, me, and Chandler and Im gonna invite Gunther cause, well, weve been talking about this pretty loud.
Joey: Okay! Well need a six-pack of Zima.
Ross: Look, I gotta go pick up Ben. Everything so far sounds great Joey, just remember to keep it on the mellow side, okay? Just a couple of guys hanging out playing poker, no-no strippers or anything okay?
Ross: Okay, see ya later.
Monica: Okay, look at this one. This is my favourite. (Its a little pink and white dress for the girl baby.)
Chandler: (banging a spoon against his beer bottle) Okay, a little announcement, a little announcement. Ive decided that my best man is, my best friend Gunther!
Chandler: (banging on the bottle again) Okay, okay, a little announcement, I just want everyone to know that the position of my best man is still open! And uh, (to the stripper) so is the position of the bride.
Joey: Okay, hey, museum geeks, partys over. Okay. Wave bye-bye to the nice lady. There you go. Back to your parents basement. All right. (The museum geeks exit and Joey unlocks his door and lets the chick and the duck out.) Come on boys, come on out! Here you go. All right.
Phoebe: Good. Yknowno-no, okay, its-it feels like everythings been about me lately, so whats happening with you?
Ross: Okay, well, well call the company that sent her!
Rachel: Okay. Its okay. Were gonna be okay. Yknow what? Its okay. Im gonna, Im gonna, Im gonna boil some water and just rip up some sheets!
Rachel: Okay! (Runs and grabs a book and hands it to Monica.) Okay! Here!
Joey: All right, okay, this is great, uh, Chandler, you get behind the desk. And-and when she comes in hopefully, she wont recognise you because, well, why would she? Uh, okay, and then you buzz Ross and I. (to Ross) You be Mr. Gonzalez, and Ill be uh, Mr. Wong.
The Stripper: Okay, which one of you guys is Gunther Central-Perk? (Sees Joey.) Hey, Joey?
The Stripper: Okay, who are you? The Hardy boys? Look, I dont need to steal some stupid ring, all right? I make $1,600 a week doing what I do; any of you guys make that?
Phoebe: Okay, I guess. I mean I dont know, its just, I guess I know its going to be over soon.
Phoebe: Okay thats even sadder. Look, I know, I know what I got myself into, its just that now that theyre in me its like, its like I know them yknow, I mean-I mean, its just not gonna be easy when these little babies have to go away.
Phoebe: Yeah, okay.
Chandler: Okay.
Rachel: Okay.
Monica: Okay! (They high-five and he walks out.)
Rachel: Well, so then what are you doing to me? Okay? Just get out of here! All right? Move on!
Phoebe: Ah! Okay so that would make me Susan.
Rachel: Okay, so lets play for some pepper! Stop spending my money!
Rachel: (she hurries after him) Wait, we still have time to talk and theyre-they're not even in the car yet! (She takes a quick look down the street.) Oh look, there they go, okay. (She hurries in, too)
Director: (on phone)...Dammit, hire the girl! (He hangs up the phone.) Okay, everybody ready?
Chandler: Okay, ten blocks down. Five to go.
Chandler: Okay. (Moves closer to the window.)
Ross: Okay, but just the jacket. Double-oh and seven are not gettin in there.
Ross: Okay. (Not happy about it.)
Rachel: (Somewhat angrily) Okay. What the hell was that? You know what? Dont answer me. (Giggling) I have a date with Danny.
Phoebe: Okay, I'll do it, but just these three, right
Mona: Okay. IBut I think we should still have this conversation.
Rachel: Okay, even this is turning me on!
Phoebe: Oh. Okay, well I-I was kinda hoping that I would just be alone yknow to think about my mom and her suicide.
Phoebe: Okay.
Rachel: Okay, umm, Im gonna get my sweater. (Walks away.)
Mona: Okay.
Mona: Okay
Phoebe: Hi! Okay, Monica, Rachel, this is my friend Roger.
Phoebe: Yeah, okay lets leave these two alone.
Phoebe: Okay. (The gang is giggles then Phoebe gets the bike out of the rack, gets on, pushes off, rolls a few feet, and falls over.) See?
Phoebe: Well, how about a compromise then, okay? What if its like yknow, Chanoey?
Rachel: Okay, good night!
Chandler: Oh, okay.
Rachel: (interrupting) Okay! Ill go with ya! Ill go! Ill go with ya.
Monica: Okay, Im next. (Phoebe starts another game.) Dont! Dont start another game! I said Im next! Phoebe!
Monica: (telling Chandler the seating arrangement) Okay so this is where the band is. (Points.) And this is where the bar is. (Points) And all these pins have peoples names on them. (She has pins to show the seating at each of the tables.) And Rach, here you are. (Points to Rachels place.)
Phoebe: (to Robert) Youve have lipstick right here (points to her cheek). Thats okay, its mine, we just kissed.
Rachel: (with a hurt expression on her face) Okay, but before you go, could you help me first?
Ross: Okay. (Swallows hard.) Hop on Gert. (She does and Ross winces in pain.)
Frank: Okay, so what you used to have with Rachel, is what Ive got with Alice.
Joey: What? No, no, no! No, no... no... no, no... No, too much is changing, okay? First, Phoebe getting married (to Phoebe) Congratulations! (pointing to Monica and Chandler)... and then these two move into a stupid house in the stupid suburbs...
Joey: Oh uh, okay. Yeah.
Rachel: Okay. (Pushes play.) Okay, thats him! Thats him! Thats Cujo! Thats Cujo!
Phoebe: No, okay, youre right. Youre easy-going. Youre just not as easy-going as Rachel. Shes just more flexible and-and mellow. Thats all.
Joey: All right. Okay. You and Monica, friends for a long time, and sure there are rules, but then you went to London. Oh, no, but thats different. I mean, there are rules there, too! You know what I mean?
Rachel: Okay fine, what do you have?
Rachel: Okay! I was thinking if its a girl, how about Sandrine? Its French.
Rachel: Okay, James.
Rachel: Yeah, I-I-I-Im funny Ben, but Im not stupid. Okay?
Phoebe: Okay. So, this wire is connected to this wire which plugs into here. (She points at each as she says it.) Okay so, to get the beeping to stop all I have to do (She picks up a shoe and proceeds to pummel the smoke detector. She then gets up and heads to bed, stops, quickly turns around, and is satisfied that the beeping has stopped.) Well done, Pheebs. (She resumes her trek to bed, but is stopped at the entrance to the hallway by the now steady and extremely loud tone emanating from the smoke detector.) (Yelling.) What do you want from me?!!!!!!!
Chandler: Oh, okay. (Hands her the money.) Here you go.
Rachel: (laughs) Okay. All right, stand up. (They do so.) Well, when were at the door, I lightly press my lips against his, and then move into his body just for a second, and then I make this sound, "Hmmm." Okay, I know it doesnt sound like anything, but I swear it works.
Monica: Okay, lets talk about something else.
Monica: Okay, he was talking about rules.
Phoebe: Okay.
Chandler: Okay.
Joey: Yeah. You know? You just... Look, you gotta... You gotta think about last night the way she does, okay? Maybe, maybe sleeping together was the perfect way to say goodbye?
Ross: Okay, okay, so we're in the car. Right? And bang! A shot was fired. And Joey with no regard for his own safety throws himself on me!
Monica: Okay.
Phoebe: Okay.
Monica: Okay.
Monica: Oh, okay. No problem.
Monica: Alright, well, this does not change anything. (to Chandler) Okay, we need to get something to grease the sides of his face.
Phoebe: Okay. Do you guys want me to play for you?
(She grabs his arm and drags him over to a table where three beautiful women are sitting. Now, Im going to go out on a limb and say that their names are Stephanie, Karin, and Meg. Okay, so I looked at the credits. Of course, only Meg is named later on, so Ill have to guess who is Stephanie and who is Karin. But, well cross that bridge when we come to it.)
Chandler: Okay. How about in that cabinet?
Chandler: Okay, dont say anything, you might scare it away.
Phoebe: (getting uncomfortable) Okay.
Ross: (rushes in) Is everything okay?
Rachel: Okay, no uterus, no opinion.
Chandler: The door hasnt been locked in five years, but okay! (Runs out.) Ready?!
Rachel: Okay. Oh GodOw!Oo!
Monica: Okay.
Phoebe: Okay. (Hands him a napkin.) So, what are you?
Phoebe: Yeah, okay. Hey, wait. Do you know what kind of birth control she was using?
Joey: Well, ah, Im an actor. Im fairly neat. I ah, I got my own TV. Oh, and dont worry Im totally okay with the gay thing.
Chandler: Are you okay?
Monica: Okay! It's time for dinner. Everyone we're using our fancy china.. um and its very expensive so please be careful.
Phoebe: Okay.
Brenda: Okay. (Goes over and fluffs up the pillows on the couch.
Joey: The question should be Rach, what is not so great about The Shining. Okay? And the answer would be: nothing. All right? This is like the scariest book ever. I bet its way better than that classic of yours.
Joey: Oh, okay.
Rachel: Okay, Ross, Phoebe is my girlfriend, okay, we tell each other everything. You know, I mean, come on, guys do the same thing, I mean, what about all that locker room stuff.
Ross: (grabbing the car) Okay! Okay! Okay! (He gets in, but into the back seat.)
Rachel: Okay, let me just get a cup of coffee.
Monica: Please, don't listen to Joey, okay. Would you look at him? He-hes obviously depressed. He's away from his family; he's spending Thanksgiving with strangers. What he needs right now is for you to be his friend.
Chandler: Okay Ross has the cameras, has he checked out yet?
Joey: Ooh! Ah! Okay! (Quickly drags the crib outside.)
Mona: Okay, but its Valentines Day!
Phoebe: Yeah! Here! (She grabs a deck out of her purse) Oh no, these are the trick deck. Okay. Here yes. Okay.
Monica: Okay.
Rachel: Okay. (The nurse exits.) Oh man, I swear if they sold these at Pottery Barn
Chandler: Okay, okay, just because he buys you dinner, does not mean you owe him anything.
Phoebe: Okay, good.
Rachel: Oh-oh! Okay, shes kicking!
Chandler: Look, we're not just messing around! I love her. Okay, I'm in love with her.
Rachel: Okay. (watching the tape) Ooh, my! (Rachel jumps when the woman starts screaming) Woah! Why is that baby torturing that woman?!
Ross: Okay. Okay, Ill talk to him.
Ross: Okay.
Joey: Okay thats the green stuff talkin.
Ross: Look, just because some idiot drew on your face doesn't mean you shouldn't have any fun! Okay? And besides, hey-hey-hey no one is even gonna look at you. Okay? This is Vegas! Hello! There are tons of other freaks here! (Rachel turns around and glares at him.) There are tons of freaks here. No other. No. Come on! No one will notice, I swear!
Rachel: But wait you said everything was gonna be okay.
Rachel: Okay whats up?
Joey: Okay umm, I just came by to tell you that I want to have dinner with you tonight. Thats all.
Joey: Oh okay, okay! One more push! One more push! Come on honey, were almost there! Were almost there!
Joey: Okay. Okay, I can do this. I can tell her how I feel. Just uh, just stand up straight. (Does so.) Take a couple deep breaths. (Does so.) Look confident. (Does so as Rachel opens the door and startles him.)