words in movies
Joey: Ooh, names?
Joey (checks the refrigerator): Okay, let's see, we got strained peas, strained carrots... Ooh! Strained plums. We haven't tried that yet.
Joey: Ooh, that's a great plan!
Phoebe: Ooh, Joey.
Joey: Ooh...I hear that's bad.
Phoebe: Ooh, so this is great! Rachel's gonna have a terrible date, Ross gets stood up, and then they'll realise how good they have it together.
Steve: Oh, come on, you're way out of my league. Everybody in here knows it. Bet that guy over there's probably saying, "ooh, why she out with him? He must be rich!" Well, I'm not!
Chandler: Ooh, she's asleep, that means we can...
Waiter: Ooh...
Monica: Ooh, Ugly Naked Dancing!
PHOE: [seeing Ross kissing Julie outside the window] Ooh, oh, Rachel, don't look.
Monica: (To Emma) Bouncy baby, Bouncy baby, Ooh baby baby, Ooh baby baby, Ooh baby baby. (Emma stops crying and falls asleep)
CHANDLER: Ooh, you almost had it.
Ross: (mimicking) Ooh, ooh. Because she's my ex-wife, and will probably want to bring her, ooh, ooh, lesbian life partner.
Phoebe: Ooh, three points. Both fine answers, but we were looking for leafy, leafy.
CHANDLER: Oh, ooh.
JOEY: Ooh, I look good.
Rachel: Ooh, I've been better...
Rachel: Ooh, and it's so nice having this little sink here...
Phoebe: Ooh, sorry. Um, and, and then you put your arms around me. And then you put your arms around me. (He does so) And, um, and then you tell me that you love me and you'll never forget me.
Phoebe: Quite an interesting turn of events, suddenly its my book to the rescue, huh? (Reading her book) Ooh, very interesting. Yeah, well this certainly clears things up.
Joey: Ooh, look-look-look-look-look! I got Monica naked!
Phoebe: Yeah. Ooh God, there's that face again! See I can't do this job! I...
Joey: Ooh, yeah, I'm not going anywhere for a while.
RICHARD: Ooh, duct tape. Was I supposed to bring something too?
Phoebe: Where? (Turns to face him) Ooh, come to Momma.
Monica: Ooh, Phoebe, you look great!
Chandler: Ooh. (leans against the desk)
Phoebe: Ooh! Brian's Song!
Ross: We make a great foursome. We should do more stuff together. Ooh! Let's take a trip. Okay, where do you think we - we can go?
Phoebe: Yeah! Ooh, you should come with me! Oh yeah, then I'd have someone to sit with!
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.]
PHOEBE: No. Here. [Throws them on the table.] There. Ooh, double sixes.
PHOEBE: Uh oh, ooh, are we not getting along with the new boy?
Joey: Ooh, very official.
Phoebe: Hey. Ooh! Dont sit down!
Chandler: Ooh! Israeli champagne. And it's vanilla!
Rachel: Ooh, it was only okay.
All: Ooh, that's great, I love those little guys.
Phoebe: What a sad little life she must lead. Okay, ooh (starts dialing).
Phoebe: Ooh, ok, that's it. Enough with the keys. No one say keys.
Phoebe: (to Joey) Ooh, do you want to talk to Chandler?
Phoebe: Oh! Ooh! Umm!
Phoebe: Ooh, I gotta go. I found a guy that who could fix up the van for catering.
Rachel: Ooh, I have to go pack. (Gets up to do so.) It really does?
Phoebe: Ooh, I have to tell you something.
Phoebe: (while everyone else is stunned) Ooh! I found it!
Rachel: Yes okay. (Checking the speed dial again.) Well now see this isnt telling us anything. (Reading the speed dial) Joe. Carlos. Peter. Ooh! Peter Luger! T hats a steak house!
Rachel: (To Phoebe) Ooh! Yknow what? If we made reservations, we could have unagi in about a half-hour.
Monica: Ooh, nice.
Ross: Ooh! Theres no way to do this without her? Cause I kinda all ready told her uh, it was, it was already taken care of.
PHOEBE: Ooh, where are you off to, Travelin' Jake?
Ross: Ooh, hey Ben, what if the Holiday Armadillo told you all about the Festival of Lights?
Ross: Ooh. What is the name of Chandlers fathers Las Vegas all-male burlesque?
Phoebe: Ooh, what do I smell?
Rachel: Ooh, I just feel bad, I never vacuum. (She goes into Chandler and Joeys.)
CHANDLER: (noticing a beautiful blond walking in) Ooh, oh, oh, that's her.
Phoebe: Ooh! How was Kathys play?
Monica: All right, Chandler get the coats. Erica let's go. Phoebe and Joey, keep packing! Oh my God we're gonna have a baby. All right. We're gonna have a baby! OH MY GOD, WE'RE GONNA HAVE A BABY! Oh God, oh God, I got to sit down, I got to sit down. Ooh! (she's hyperventilating)
Phoebe: Yeah! Sure! Ooh, I left my purse up at Monicas. Ill be right back. (She goes to get it.)
Phoebe: Ooh, God it looks bad.
Phoebe: Well, Im ready to get the hell out of here! (Sees Ross and Rachel cuddling on the couch.) Oh. Are you? Are you?!! (they nod Yes.) Ohh! Thats so great!! Ooh, not for Bonnie. (they nod No.) But for you, yay! Ohh.
Phoebe: Okay, so maybe you dont get her a ring. Maybe you-maybe you do something different. Yknow? Maybe you get her an engagement bracelet, yknow? Or an engagement tiara? Orooh! An engagement Revolutionary War musket! (Picks one up from the display in the corner.
Chandler: Ooh, let me talk to him!
Phoebe: Ooh, I cant do this. My mom was right. If I cant-if I cant give him up, then theres no way I can give up a baby. Ohh, God, Frank and Alice are gonna be so crushed. What-what else, what else can I give ema kidney!
Phoebe: Heyooh so, how was Vermont?
Phoebe: God! Ooh! What is that smell? Its coming from the bathroom. Ooh! (She goes to the bathroom.)
Kathy's Co-Star: Oh, yeah! Ooh, thats nice. (They start making out harder.)
Phoebe: Ooh! Hi!
Joey: Heyooh Pheebs, are they in there?
Phoebe: Hey! Ooh, how was your first day working at the restaurant?
Ross: (wiping his brow) Ah...ooh! Well, looks like, uh, we kicked your butts.
Phoebe: Ooh, yeah. Then what are you going to put on top of that?
Phoebe: Ooh, the pizza guys here!
Phoebe: I picked her! Oh thank God you want her! Ooh!
Phoebe: Ooh, hey, could we put on the news? I think it might be raining.
Joey: Multi-colored robes! Ooh, and maybe a hat.
Phoebe: I-I cant find anything that I want to eat! Everything I eat makes me nauseous! Im telling you, being pregnant is no piece of cakeooh! Cake! (Chandler shrugs, and Phoebe grimaces.) No.
PHOEBE: Oh no, ooh, ooh, did somebody forget to use a coaster?
Carol: Yeah. Ooh, and I know Gail Rosten is in there twice, but she is so
Phoebe: Ooh, ice! I am so in the mood for ice! (They go and get the coffee and the ice leaving Ross and Emily alone.)
Rachel: Ooh! You guys are so lucky you are here with people, you known it's such a romantic place. That's all, I just wish I could (looks at Joey who is at the check in desk) share that with a guy.
Phoebe: Ooh, it's not bad.
Tommy: Ooh, sorry little Mr. Chic-A-Dee, sorry you went doody in my hand! (starts to walk out and stops) (to Rachel) Well, I guess were not going out anymore. Whaa!!!
Monica: Ooh, chocolates on the pillows! I love that!
Phoebe: Ooh, it's sympathy pains. Ohh, that's so sweet!
Tommy: Ooh, I dont know. Probably the smell of freshly cut grass.
Joey: Ooh, something hurts!
Monica: (to the clerk) Ooh, an ink stain! Hey, can I watch how you get this out?
Phoebe: Ooh, Madlibs, mine! (Grabs it.)
Phoebe: Ooh, absolutely!
Phoebe: Yeah! Okayooh, but are you going to have time to read it?
Chandler: Ooh! Yes! Okay! Heres what we do, we-we forget it happened.
Rachel: (Running to the ticket counter) Ooh, ooh, ooh,ooh,ooh. (Slightly out of breath) Hi.
Joey: Ooh. (Notices the pizza, grabs a slice, and takes a bite.) So umm, I was talkin to Ross and he said you were looking for a new place.
Rachel: Ooh, Pheebs, what are you gonna say? Are you gonna tell him who you are?
Phoebe: Hornswoggle? (To Chandler) Ooh, this must be killing you.
Phoebe: Hey. Ooh, look at you, dressy-dress.
Ross: (to Monica) You wanna wander in the hall? (to Ben) Ooh, hey Ben, what if the Holiday Armadillo told you all about the festival of lights?
Joey: Ooh!
Chandler: Ooh! Ahh, Pheebs, was gonna tell a story.
Phoebe: Ooh. (Turns to him.)
Phoebe: Ooh.
Joey: Ooh, sorry! No-no-no, so close though, butbye-bye! (He ushers her out the door.)
PHOEBE: So how's your date with your cyberchick going. Ooh, hey, what is all that (points at the computer screen).
Phoebe: Ooh, you nailed the Old Lady! (They both laugh at what she said.)
Chandler: Ooh, I do! I do! I do!
Ross: (imitating Parker) This room! This night! That waiter! His shoes! I must take a mental picture! (He backs into someone.) Ooh sorry (He looks behind him then notices its Phoebe then stops his impression.)
Chandler: Ooh, Lambchop. How old is that sock? If I had a sock on my hand for thirty years it'd be talking too.