words in movies
Phoebe: Ooh! Oh! (She starts to pluck at the air just in front of Ross.)
Rachel: Ooh, I was kinda hoping that wouldn't be an issue... [Scene: Monica's Apartment, everyone is there and watching a Spanish Soap on TV and are trying to figure out what is going on.]
Chandler: (re TV) Ooh, she should not be wearing those pants.
Chandler: Ooh, this is a Dear Diary moment.
Phoebe: Ooh, I just pulled out four eyelashes. That can't be good.
Paul: Ooh, steer clear of you.
Phoebe: Ooh, whos it for?
Rachel: Ooh, lets open them!
Joey: Ooh, like the time you and I went to Atlantic City and I made you laugh so hard you threw up your whole steak?! Remember?
Phoebe: Yknow? Ooh, you can almost smell the opium.
Rachel: Ooh, Phoebes here! Okay, lets turn out all the lights and well just watch the movie!
Phoebe: Ooh, I like cards.
Roy: Ooh, boy. You should warn people there's no elevator! I should not have had that Mexican food for lunch.
Monica: You used to tell girls you were a Kennedy. (being sat down) Ooh, uh, thanks. Wow, little tight, isn�t it? How d�you get a bigger table? You-you had a big table, but they made you move. Huh-huh, shut up Monica. Whoo, I suppose that Chandler will have the smoked duck.
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.
Joey: Ooh! So close.
Monica: Ooh! I'm sorry! I think, I THINK, that may have missed the table!
Rachel: Ooh, the gift shop!
Joey: I know, I know! What am I going to do? (Thinks) Ooh!
RACHEL: Ooh, goooosh, ooh, these are cookies smashed in the sports section.
Phoebe: Ooh, Joey, thats actually a really good idea!
Ross: Ooh, I wanna switch to Rachel too!
Chandler: Ahh, ooh, try a hard 8.
Monica: Well, maybe you could give to somebody else. Ooh, like Ross Geller.
Dr. Green: Ooh, I have a little heart attack.
Phoebe: HeyOoh, hows Hilda? Is she working out?
Joey: Ooh, sorry. Sorry. You finish, go.
Joey: Sure, no problem. (Sees something.) OohHey, donuts!
Phoebe: Oh! Ooh! Oh Monica! Its so beautiful.
Phoebe: Ooh, lets see it!
Rachel: Ohh. (She touches his arm for support and likes what she feels) Ooh!
PHOEBE: Ooh, look at you fancy lads. What's the occasion?
Rachel: Well, like anything can be sexy. Like umm, oh-oh, like this dishtowel! (She grabs it and starts rubbing it on her cheek.) Ooh, ooh, this feels sooo good against my cheek! And-and if I feel a little hot, I can just dab myself with it. Or I can bring it down to my side and bring it through my fingers while I talk to him.
Rachel: Pheebs, I can't believe he hasn't kissed you yet. I mean God, by my sixth date with Paolo, I mean he had already named both my breasts! ...Ooh. Did I just share too much?
Ross: Ooh, well. Ah, I kinda have got a lot on my plate right now, not that I wouldn't love a weekend in the country with a strange man. (Mr. Oberblau giggles)
Monica: Ooh...hey honey, are you all right?
Phoebe: Okay. Umm, ooh, oohoh, I have a game!
Joey: Ooh ooh ooh ooh, there's no room for milk!
Ross: You're welcome, Ben. Merry Christmas, ooh, and Happy Hanukkah!
Phoebe: Ooh! How about Agamemnon?
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.)
Ross: (playing the drunk uncle) When Monica was a little girl, I remember that(Phoebe screams and tackles him)Ooh!! Ow! Very good!
Phoebe: Ooh, I have tasted my own medicine and it is bitter!
Phoebe: Ooh, now you lost me.
Ross: (notices the table) HeyOoh! Whats-whats that, dinner stuff? You making dinner?
Chandler: Ooh, that girl that I hate, eww, drives me crazy, eww, eww, oh!
Ross: Oww!! My ankle! I really hurt my ankle! I think I twisted it when IOoh, a quarter!
Joey: Oh. Okay. Ooh! Ooh! Okay, maybe Ill talk about London! Yknow when you two hooked up! Only, only I wont say hooked up. Ill say, "Began their beautiful journey "
Rachel: Ooh, I like those sunglasses.
Monica: Okay, ooh, alright. Name, address... Okay, in case of emergency, call?
Phoebe: I thought you were excellent! In fact for a minute there I was like, "Ooh, whered Ross go?"
Rachel: Ooh great! Very Monica.
Rachel: Ooh... oooh... (pause) (Rachel is all bah-jiggity about Joey) oh, ah... (pause) (to Monica) Can I ask you a question?
Phoebe: Ooh.
Rachel: Ahhh! (Gets in.) Ooh, nice!
Joey: Ooh!
Phoebe: Ooh, I think I wanna trade circles.
Joey: Ooh! A tape with a girls name on it. It's probably a sex tape... (realises) Wait a minute... This says Monica... (looks around) And this is Richard's apartment... (realises some more)
Phoebe: Ooh! That's a good one! Mine is to pilot a commercial jet.
Phoebe: Ooh, Soap Opera Digest!
Ross: Oh I know, isn't it? Ooh... what'd you do to get her to laugh?
Rachel: YeahOoh! Earrings! (Goes into her room.)
Phoebe: Hey! Ooh, did you do it yet?
Phoebe: Ooh Monica!
Rachel: Ooh, I just wish we hadnt lost those four months, but if time was what you needed just to gain a little perspective...
PHOEBE: Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh. Ugly Naked Guy is decorating his tree. Oh my God, you should see the size of his Christmas Balls.
Monica: Ooh, these tennis shoes are so tight. I think Ill take them off. (Goes to do so.)
Student: Ooh, dude. Thats not gonna happen.
Chandler: Ooh, I dont know if were there yet.
Joey: Ooh, great! Thanks!
Phoebe: Ooh, what happened?
Chandler: Ooh, yum! (Runs into the bedroom.)
ERICA: No, no no no, you don't have to tell me anything. You don't have to explain yourself to me. Ooh, who am I to question the great Dr. Drake Remore?
Phoebe: Oh! Ooh! Oh, I didnt know that you did pot.
Joey: Ooh, its probably a residual check, hey can you open it for me, Im kinda .
Phoebe: Ooh, oh no! I have to go! I have a massage appointment.
Joey: I dont know. Ooh, I bet its Richard.
Joey: Ooh! Ah! Okay! (Quickly drags the crib outside.)
Woman on TV: Ow! Ow! Ooh! That hurts!
Ross: Really?! (To Rachel) Hey, yknow what? Since you have such a great sense of what I need, uh ooh, heres-heres 60 bucks, why dont you take Phoebe down to that Colonial flea market of yours and get me some stuff.
Phoebe: Ooh, honey. You stink at lying.
PHOEBE: Ooh, ooh, did you ask Stacy Roth?
Rachel: Okay. (watching the tape) Ooh, my! (Rachel jumps when the woman starts screaming) Woah! Why is that baby torturing that woman?!
Rachel: Ooh, I can do that.
Ross: Okay, okay. Ooooh, ooh maybe I rode in on a Harley.
Phoebe: Ooh, oh, I've gotta go. (raises) Whoa, oh, head rush. One more, and then I have to go. (sits down, and then raises again) Cool!
Phoebe: Ohh!! God! (Gary enters and she sees him) Ooh! (To Chandler) Get out of here, good for nothing.
Phoebe: Oh! Here it is! (Noticing it next to the door.) Ooh, Joey! Why did you sign it, "Son of a bitch?" (Son of a bitch is written across the entire picture.)
Ross: Oh, veto. How aboutOoh, I like Ruth! What about Ruth?
Chandler: Ooh. Uh, I don't know how to tell you this, but she's in Monica's bedroom, getting it on with Max, that scientist geek. Ooh, look at that, I did know how to tell you.
Monica: Umm, I'd love too! (She goes over and picks up the box and decides to follow Rachel's advice and holds the box up to her cheek.) Ooh, I love macaroni and cheese. I love-I love the way this box feels against my cheek.
Rachel: Oh Pheebs thats so sweet(Grabs a pair of pants)Ooh, those are so cute!
Phoebe: (entering with some guy) Hey. Ooh Ross! Howd the conversation go?
PHOEBE: OK. Ooh, OK, you gotta give me a second, I wanna get this just right. [she sticks out her gut, clears her throat and sniffs her nose and then in her best male voice. . .] Dude, 11 o'clock, totally hot babe checkin' you out. That was really good, I think I'm ready for my penis now.
Monica: (turning around and doing that, "I'm making out with someone," thing with her hands) Ooh, umm, oh Kathy! Kathy, I love you! Oh! (She turns around and sees Gunther staring at her and stops suddenly.)
Rachel: Ooh! Ow!!
Monica: Ooh! But the band and the photographer are coming all the way in from New Jersey!
Phoebe: Hey! Ooh, wow that jacket looks great on you!
Ross: Huh? Ooh (laughs) you mean like a Huh?
Monica: It worked! Ooh baby baby baby, ooh baby baby baby!
Phoebe: Ooh, great! Just the reaction I was hoping for.
Phoebe: Yeah... ooh... wow... Even started to think I'd never meet someone that, you know, I wanted to... do this with. Here you go. (Both Phoebe and Mike look really proud.)
Rachel: Ooh, this is soo sweet, Joey our little twinkle-toes.
Joey: Oh, ha-ha-ha! Ooh! Wait a minute, I used to get medical experiments down on me all the time!
Phoebe: Ooh, is that spelled with a C or a K? Oh my God! It doesnt matter; theyre both great!
Phoebe: Hmm, pulling in a salary in the high six figures or rubbing gross naked people for chump changeooh, what do I do?! What will I do?!