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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.
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!
Joey: Okay, Phoebe
Monica: So I made snacks. Please, just hang out okay? Im just gonna rest my eyes just a little bit.
Rachel: Yeah okay, you laugh now, but shes gonna be yours. (Phoebe gets suddenly scared.)
Monica: We should get over there and see if she's okay. (switching places with Ross) Just one...second! Score! (Monica scores, high-fives with Ross) Game! Come on. (Monica and Phoebe leave)
Monica: I know!! (calls him) (on phone) Chip? Hi! Its Monica. (listens) Kay. (listens) Kay. (listens) Okay. (listens) Okay, good-bye. (hangs up) Oh my God, we just had the best conversation!! (goes into her room as Rachel enters)
Monica: Really? Okay, so why dont you tell me what happened to Ross Junior year at Disneyland?
Ross: Okay, okay take a guess.
Monica: Okay, all right, how's this? 27. Italian-American guy. He's an actor, born in Queens. Wow, big family, seven sisters, and he's the only....boy. (they all turn and look at Joey) Oh my God, under personal comments: 'New York Knicks, rule!'
Phoebe: Look, I don't wanna talk about it. Okay?
Phoebe: Okay!
Chandler: Okay. 1 2 3Go! (Once again hes at a stalemate, but this time hes in pain.) (Pause) Im gonna kill myself!
Chandler: Were going to Everest! Okay, it would be nice to leave an ass print on Everest!
Ross: Okay, okay. This can go on for a while.
Joey: Okay.
[Scene: Chandler and Joey's, Joey, Ross, Monica, and now Chandler are still playing catch. The guys are exhausted and sitting around the room. Monica is still standing all pumped up and being hyper-competitive yet again. {Okay! We get it! She's competitive!! Must we see all the time?!}]
Chandler: Yes, we dont get married unless theres a sign! Okay, so say uh, say you roll another eight (motions to the craps table) then theres a definite sign that we should get married.
Erin: Uh, okay.
Joey: Okay. See you guys later.
Dr. Long: Okay, everything looks good. Here it is on the screen. (We see Ross and Rachel looking at the screen.) Here is your uterus. And right here is your baby.
Chandler: (laughing) Okay. (Deadpan) But it is officially nighttime.
Monica: Oh no sweetie, no! This is my fault, I wasnt clear! Im really sorry. And listen, you take as much time as you need to move out okay? Theres absolutely no rush.
Chandler: You wanna tell secrets?! Okay! Okay! In college, Ross used to wear leg warmers!
Chandler: Oh, okay, time's up!
Joey: Okay. Okay, so Im writing you a check for So you fell asleep during my movie. Big deal right? How do you clear this thing?
Ross: Okay. (goes over to the counter) (to Chandler) What ah, what is the matter with you? Whats going on?
Chandler: Okay, it's um
Ross: Okay, are you mad at me because my hair gel smells?
Chandler: Okay, it's just that dogs make me a little uncomfortable.
Rachel: You're right, I'm sorry. Thank you. Okay, that's what I'm gonna do.
Chandler: Okay! (He joins her on one knee) Okay! Okay! I'll do it! Oh God, I thought (Starting to cry, pauses) Wait a minute, I-I can do this. (Pause) I thought that it mattered what I said or where I said it. Then I realized the only thing that matters is that you, (Pause) you make me happier than I ever thought I could be. (Starting to cry again.) And if youll let me, I will spend the rest of my life trying to make you feel the same way. (Pause as he gets out the ring.) Monica, will you marry me?
Monica: Hey! Okay, so I thought wed start with my make up and then do my hair.
Phoebe: Yeah, okay.
Monica: Okay Phoebe, we should probably go back now.
Joey: Okay. Can I borrow 94 dollars?
Phoebe: Okay, but you cannot tell him... but look whose back!
Tag: Okay.
Rachel: Okay, well, that's one less thing we have to do on Monday.
Chandler: Okay. Okay.
Monica: No Chandler, you dont understand! (Chandler starts singing the theme for Sanford and Son, an old TV show starring Redd Fox.) Okay! Okay! Okay! Fine! Now you know. Okay? Im yknow Im sick.
Monica: Okay.
Chandler: (to them) Its okay, I got a plan.
Chandler: Okay. Okay, now wait a minute that was totally different.
Phoebe: Okay. (Does so.)
Phoebe: Okay.
Phoebe: (thinks it over) Okay.
Ross: Phoebe, you cant get out of this! Okay? You have to learn how to ride a bike!
Monica: Okay. Well, it's good news. It's good news.
Ross: Because! Because, it-it-its Itd be like you having this guitar (Points to hers) and-and never playing it. Okay, this guitar wants to be played! And-and this bike wants to be ridden and-and if you dont ride it you-youre-youre killing its spirit! (Pause) The bike is dying.
Salesman: Oh. Okay! How can I help you?
Phoebe: Yay, okay!
Chandler: Okay. (Walks back to Monica)
Phoebe: Oh yeah, okay. I'm uptight. Yeah, that's why I don't want to watch a middle aged guy dance around in what I can only assume is a child halloween costume! (turns to look at Monica and Rachel who look like they feel very sorry for the stripper)
Chandler: Okay, okay, I tell you what. You roll another hard eight; (pause) and we get married here tonight.
Joey: Okay dude! (Finds a receit.) Hey you uh, you sent Kristen flowers.
Ross: Okay when you're playing a machine and it hasn't paid out, a lurker waits for you to give up and then
Ross: Well, oh, Im sorry your car broke down Pheebs, but Im a little too busy with some of my real friends right now, but please call to let me know you got home safely okay?
Monica: Yes, is that okay?
Ben: Okay, Santa!
Rachel: All right, I took them. But I figured it would be okay because you got a big ink stain on the crotch.
Chandler: Okay, let me just straighten out your helmet there. (Does so.)
Ross: Okay Ben, Santa has to go. Say good-bye!
Monica: Okay, youre-youre really freaking me out.
Rachel: Phoebe, its okay. I like living with Joey.
Phoebe: Okay. (Joey exits.)
Ross: Uhh, yes I did but there isn't. Okay, here we go.
Chandler: Okay. (They both realize what he just said.)
Phoebe: Okay, you wore me down.
Phoebe: Okay, I wanna be sexy again so I'm trying to catch a cold. It should be easy, supposedly they're pretty common.
Mr. Treeger:: Okay ahh, well, just ahh, follow my lead. (Turns on some music)
Rachel: Okay, it's missing something. Ooh, I know! Umm, okay. (Goes and grabs a bag, that looks like a purse, and shows it to Joey.)
Chandler: Well Ive forgotten what it tastes like okay?!