words in movies
Phoebe: (entering with some guy) Hey. Ooh Ross! Howd the conversation go?
Chandler: Ooh, I dont know if were there yet.
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.
Phoebe: Ooh, I just pulled out four eyelashes. That can't be good.
Joey: Ooh! So close.
Monica: Ooh! I'm sorry! I think, I THINK, that may have missed the table!
Joey: I know, I know! What am I going to do? (Thinks) Ooh!
Rachel: Ooh, the gift shop!
Phoebe: Ooh, Joey, thats actually a really good idea!
RACHEL: Ooh, goooosh, ooh, these are cookies smashed in the sports section.
Chandler: Ahh, ooh, try a hard 8.
Monica: Well, maybe you could give to somebody else. Ooh, like Ross Geller.
Ross: Ooh, I wanna switch to Rachel too!
Dr. Green: Ooh, I have a little heart attack.
Joey: Ooh, sorry. Sorry. You finish, go.
Joey: Ooh ooh ooh ooh, there's no room for milk!
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!
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)
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?
Phoebe: HeyOoh, hows Hilda? Is she working out?
Joey: Sure, no problem. (Sees something.) OohHey, donuts!
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.
Monica: Ooh...hey honey, are you all right?
Ross: You're welcome, Ben. Merry Christmas, ooh, and Happy Hanukkah!
Phoebe: Okay. Umm, ooh, oohoh, I have a game!
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: Oww!! My ankle! I really hurt my ankle! I think I twisted it when IOoh, a quarter!
Phoebe: Ooh, I have tasted my own medicine and it is bitter!
Monica: Okay, ooh, alright. Name, address... Okay, in case of emergency, call?
Rachel: Ooh, I like those sunglasses.
Ross: (notices the table) HeyOoh! Whats-whats that, dinner stuff? You making dinner?
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 "
Phoebe: Ooh, now you lost me.
Ross: (playing the drunk uncle) When Monica was a little girl, I remember that(Phoebe screams and tackles him)Ooh!! Ow! Very good!
Phoebe: I thought you were excellent! In fact for a minute there I was like, "Ooh, whered Ross go?"
Chandler: Ooh, that girl that I hate, eww, drives me crazy, eww, eww, oh!
Rachel: Ooh great! Very Monica.
Joey: Ooh!
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! 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, I think I wanna trade circles.
Chandler: Ooh, this is a Dear Diary moment.
Phoebe: Ooh, Soap Opera Digest!
Phoebe: Ooh! That's a good one! Mine is to pilot a commercial jet.
Joey: Ooh, great! Thanks!
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...
Ross: Oh I know, isn't it? Ooh... what'd you do to get her to laugh?
Chandler: Ooh, yum! (Runs into the bedroom.)
Rachel: YeahOoh! Earrings! (Goes into her room.)
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.
Phoebe: Oh! Ooh! Oh, I didnt know that you did pot.
Phoebe: Ooh, what happened?
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, oh no! I have to go! I have a massage appointment.
Joey: Ooh, its probably a residual check, hey can you open it for me, Im kinda .
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?
Joey: I dont know. Ooh, I bet its Richard.
Woman on TV: Ow! Ow! Ooh! That hurts!
Rachel: Ooh, I can do that.
Joey: Ooh! Ah! Okay! (Quickly drags the crib outside.)
Rachel: Okay. (watching the tape) Ooh, my! (Rachel jumps when the woman starts screaming) Woah! Why is that baby torturing that woman?!
PHOEBE: Ooh, ooh, did you ask Stacy Roth?
Phoebe: Ooh, honey. You stink at lying.
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!
Ross: Okay, okay. Ooooh, ooh maybe I rode in on a Harley.
Ross: Oh, veto. How aboutOoh, I like Ruth! What about Ruth?
Rachel: Oh Pheebs thats so sweet(Grabs a pair of pants)Ooh, those are so cute!
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.)
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.
Monica: Ooh! But the band and the photographer are coming all the way in from New Jersey!
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.
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!!
Phoebe: Hey! Ooh, wow that jacket looks great on you!
Monica: It worked! Ooh baby baby baby, ooh baby baby baby!
Ross: Huh? Ooh (laughs) you mean like a Huh?
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.)
Phoebe: Ooh, great! Just the reaction I was hoping for.
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!
Rachel: Ooh, this is soo sweet, Joey our little twinkle-toes.
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?!
Joey: ooh oooh..
Joey: Ooh, that's a great plan!
Joey: (deadpan) Ooh! Yeah. So yeah, so you know exactly what Im talking about.
Phoebe: Ooh, who's it for?
Phoebe: (realizes) Ooh, maybe that's him!