words in movies
Chandler: Oh, okay, time's up!
Chandler: Okay, so Rachel's got 48 and Phoebe has the lead in vegetables, Joey?
Chandler: I am only one man! (Monica heads out) Okay Ross, time is up!
Chandler: Look Ross, if you don't know them by now, you will never know them, okay? That is the beauty of this game. It makes you want to kill yourself.
Chandler: Okay, but if you can't no dinner!
Joey: But the drawer full of take-out menus is okay, right?
Monica: Ross, I'm gonna use yours, okay?
Chandler: Extremely allergic, okay? If I'm anywhere near a dog for more than 5 minutes, my throat will just close up!
Chandler: Okay, it's um
Chandler: (to Joey) I have to! Okay? It's time! (Joey shrugs as if to say, "Do what you have to do") Okay, I hate dogs.
Chandler: (to Tag) Okay, you are new!
Chandler: Okay, it's just that dogs make me a little uncomfortable.
Chandler: And I don't wanna say this, I don't you guys to hate me, but uh, I don't think, I can be around that dog anymore. Okay, so either the dog goes, or I go. (An awkward silence ensues.) Oh my god!!
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.
Rachel: You're right, I'm sorry. Thank you. Okay, that's what I'm gonna do.
Joey: (realizes what he said) Street noise drowned any of that out? (Rachel moves madly towards him) No, all right, I see you later, okay... (Turns away embarrassed)
Rachel: Okay, that's gonna take them a minute. Do you have anything else you wanna get off your chest?
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)
Monica: Okay Phoebe, we should probably go back now.
Monica: Stop it. Stop! Okay let's go. We can be strong.
Phoebe: Yeah, okay.
Phoebe: (interrupts him) No, no, we don't really have time for this right now. Okay, we have to keep Chandler away from my bedroom.
Joey: (entering) Okay, I'm in my sweat pants. Bring on the food! (Sees that Chandler has a worried look on his face) What's the matter?
Phoebe: Okay, but you cannot tell him... but look whose back!
Chandler: Okay, I went over to Ross' apartment to bring back Clunkers. Yknow, for you, and (Clears his throat) I left the door open and she must have gotten out and I looked everywhere, all over the apartment, including the roof, which FYI Ross, one of your neighbors, growing weed. I couldn't find him, and I am so, so, so, sorry. But I do know where we could all go ease the pain. (Points up and then over to the street)
Ross: Okay, maybe this is so hard, because there aren't 50 states. Let me tell you something, I have 49 states, and there are no more! I-I think, I should be able to eat something.
Tag: I'm okay. I gotta go down to the police station and look at mug shots.
Tag: Okay.
Rachel: Ah, I-I never should have said what I said. Ityknow what? It just doesn't matter how I feel. I mean we work together, so nothing could really ever happen between us, and what I would love is just to go to work on Monday, and-and never talk about this again, okay? Big day Monday lots to do. So, we're okay?
Rachel: Okay, well, that's one less thing we have to do on Monday.
All: Okay.
Phoebe: Okay, look I-I-I do something nice, okay? Ill-Ill fill her ice trays.
Rachel: Okay. (Grabs the blender and starts to drink.)
Chandler: Okay.
Ross: Okay, I have to do something. I mean, I have, I have to stop it!
Ross: Yeah, okay.
Chandler: Okay.
Phoebe: Okay (she takes a huge, clearly obsolete cellphone she keeps in a closet and gives it to Monica)
Mark: Thats okay.
Monica: Okay, I'm not getting this!
Phoebe: Oh, okay. There should be Gold Man!
Phoebe: Okay well, he would turn things to gold.
Joey: Okay. (He grabs a jelly donut, takes a bite, and guess what he spills all over himself. He tries to clean it up and smears it all over the shirt.)
Monica: Okay.
Monica: Okay. (Does so.) Ow!!!!! Ow-oh-oh!
Phoebe: Okay, (starts to pack up her stuff) fine. Come dinosaur, were not welcome in the house of no imagination.
Rachel: Thats also the smaller piece. (Puts the piece onto a plate.) Okay, there you go. Enjoy your half my friend, but that is it. No sharing. No switching, and dont come crying to me if you eat your piece to fast. (As shes saying that she is backing out the door, when she finishes she turns around to return to her place, stumbles and drops the cheesecake on the floor.) Oh!!!!
Joey: Okay.
Chandler: For my last birthday you gave me a hug! (To Rachel) Okay, read the card! Read the card!
Lauren: Oh, okay.
Chandler: Are you kidding? Okay, Ill give you a hint; Ill give you a hint. (Points to his glasses.)
Ross: (stops her) Wait uh, listen. I-I, I have to tell you something. Umm, Ive been thinking, Im just gonna come out and say it. Okay? I-I-I ah, I-I think I love you.
Phoebe: Okay, obviously you dont know much about the U.S. government.
Ross: Okay umm, why dont we all take a seat, yknow? And uh, and Ill get us all some uh some coffees(He goes to pull out Elizabeths chair, but Paul steps in)Yeah, why dont you. (Paul pulls out her chair) Uh and you guys can talk about whatever, whatever you want. Yknow? Whatever pops into your head. (He turns his back to Paul and Elizabeth and points to himself for Chandler, Monica, and Phoebe. Then he goes to order the coffee.)
Phoebe: Okay. Would you rather live in the shirt pocket of a sweaty giant, or inside his shower drain?
Chandler: Okay! Now you stay out here, and you think about what you did!!
Phoebe: All right. Did everyone get out okay?
Phoebe: Oh my God, are you guys okay?
Ross: Okay, good bye! (leaves)
Monica: Okay. Heres the thing.
Phoebe: Oh, okay, I learned how to shoot a lay-up, a foul shot, and a twenty-three pointer.
Joey: Thats not what I said. Okay, I just meant...
Chandler: Look, it really is gonna be okay. The important thing is that we love each other and that were gonna get married.
Chandler: Okay. (to Monica) Its a racecar.
Hooker: Uh, no. But I could pretend to strip, but thats gonna cost extra. Okay, heres the extras, handcuffs, spanking (Chandler grunts for her not to continue and Joey pulls him back into the kitchen.)
Waiter: Eh, okay, the waiters have a little pool going. We have a bet on how long it'll take before you give up and go home.
Ross: Okay. This stuff?
Rachel: (looks at him) That was (pause) surreal. Okay, what do think? Are you interested at all?
Ross: Oh, okay, yknow what this is? This is a difference of opinion. And when that happens in a marriage...
Rachel: Okay, just sweep it.
Phoebe: Okay. (they start to leave, he is still following her) Okay, you don't have to walk behind me any more.
Ross: (checks his watch) Sure, okay.
Ross: Okay.
Ross: Okay.
Rachel: Okay, I do.
Rachel: Okay.
ROSS: Okay, good luck (kisses her and leaves)
Rachel: Okay, you are going to tell her and youre going to tell her now. (She grabs his nipple and starts to twist it.)
Chloe: What? Are you married? Cause thats okay.
Monica: Okay, bye.
Rachel: Okay.
Rachel: Okay.
Phoebe: Okay, I asked for the news, not the weather.
Rachel: Okay. Hang up! Thats it! Come on!
Joey: Okay.
Rachel: Okay, bye-bye!
Monica: Okay, wait, you gotta hang up cause were gonna be late.
Monica: Joey, now that you're okay with the house, do you wanna go see your room?
Tommy: 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.
Joey: Well, then it wouldn't be a secret. So yeah, that would be okay. Yeah. Yeah!
Ross: Are you kidding? Look, were not gonna be together just because were having a baby. Okay?
Chandler: Okay, ten bucks says that we can name every item in that bag.
Joey: Hey! Are you okay?
Chandler: Look, Im sorry. Okay? Im weak, and pathetic, and sorry.
Phoebe: Okay, yeah. (to Monica and Rachel) Triple A can pick us up.
Rachel: Okay, youd tell me the truth. Right?
Ross: Okay, its coffee.
Phoebe: Okay, lesson one: chords. Now, I don't know the actual names of the chords but umm, I-I-I made up names for the way my hand looks while I'm doing them. (She starts to show Joey the chords. Transcribers Note: For this one you'll have to use your imagination, 'cause it would take me 50 pages to describe each one. So if you want to see them, you'll have to wait for this episode to come to a TV near you.) (Holding up her hand and then reconfiguring her hand with each name.) So then, this is Bear Claw. Okay, umm, Turkey Leg and Old Lady. (Joey tries to imitate them.)
Eric: Yeah uh okay. Im-Im sorry. Bye.
Monica: Well, the giraffes okay. And so is the pirate.
Joey: Dont interrupt me when Im talkin to God! Now where were we? Oh right, okay. Do you Dina, take this man
PHOEBE: I'm so sorry honey, but, okay, Rachel gave this guy her number and, um, she doesn't want Ross to answer the phone.� So, you have to intercept all his calls.
Rachel: Okay, well, we won that one.
Chandler: Okay, okay, so we get to take that stupid troll thing home!
Joey: Okay. I went down to the Mattress King showroom and, and I saw Janice, kissing her ex-husband.
Joey: Okay, the last thing
Chandler: Okay, well, it's definite, two more weeks of winter.
Joey: Okay, you picked the Gimmie card! You get all of Rosss points!
Ross: Well, yeah, of-of course Im okay! What? Im just being supportive. Supportive of you and this whole trip, and-and (notices something) what-what is uh, whats this? (He holds up a rather skimpy bathing suit.)
Ross: Look, even if I were gonna tell her, I don't have to do it now. Okay? I'll be seeing her again. We've got time.
Chandler: Okay, okay, here she comes! (Sits on the couch next to him.) How do I look? Do I look like a guy who doesnt want to get married?
Monica: Oh, oh, okay umm, so I'll see you soon.
Phoebe: Ugh, okay, I have an enormous crush on you. But because youre a client, I cant ask you out, even though you give me yknow, the feeling.
Mark: Rach, are you okay?
Pete: Look, the only who stands to get hurt is me. And Im okay with that.
Joey: Okay, okay, fine! Make jokes, I don't care! This is a big break for me!
Joey: Okay. Uhh, tortilla chips, yogurt.
Monica: Youre not gonna believe this. Okay, so I go over...
Frank: Well, okay, so whats nowgo get, go get the eggs, put em in there.
Ross: No Joey! Look why dont, why dont we just let her decide? Okay? Hey-hey, well each go out with her one more time. And-and well see who she likes best.
Monica: I gotta tell ya, I think its okay to be that guy.
Monica: Okay, can we please go eat?
Pete: Okay, I love you.
Phoebe: Okay, umm, question 2) Umm, did that marriage end A. Happily, B. Medium, or C. In the total abandonment of her and her two children?
Phoebe: Great! Okay, good for you! (as they leave she slaps Rachel on the butt)
Phoebe: Well Im sorry, I thought you said it was okay.
Phoebe: Okay, well yknow what, dont worry you guys, cause Im-Im gonna do this as many times as it takes to get it right.
Ross: (on the phone) Yes, hello. I have a question. Umm, I used your pen to draw on my friend's face. (Listens) A beard and a moustache. (Listens and laughs) Thank you. (Rachel turns around and glares at him.) No, she didn't think so. (Listens) I know it's like (turns and sees Rachel staring at him and quickly changes the subject) anyway, umm well make-up didn't cover it and we've tried everything to get it off and nothing's worked. What-what do we do? (Listens) Yeah. (Listens) Uh-huh. (Listens) Yeah. (Listens) Oh! Okay. (Listens) Okay, thank you! (Rachel gets excited at his tone.) (Hangs up the phone) Yeah, it's not coming off.
Phoebe: Five? Okay, where am I giving birth, a hospital or a big box under the stairs?