words in movies
Phoebe: Ooh! Thats good! Wow! But now if you were pregnant, what would you name it? Hint: Phoebe.
Rachel: Ooh, good God, theyre so yummy! (She re-ingests the previously expelled cookie matter from the tissue.)
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.
Rachel: Ooh, okay... good.
Phoebe: Ooh! Bath salts would be nice.
Phoebe: Ooh! A Salami Buddy!
Phoebe: Ooh! Oh! (She starts to pluck at the air just in front of Ross.)
Phoebe: Ooh, Atlantic City! Oh, that's a great plan! Who's plan was that?
Rachel: (reading the program) Ooh! Look! Look! Look! Look, there's Joey's picture! This is so exciting!
Estelle: Ooh, what a shame! Because with her face (points to Monica) and her chest (points to Rachel) I could really put something together.
Phoebe: Hey! Ooh! How was teaching last night?
Phoebe: Whoah, ooh, why is the air in here so negative?
Ross: Ooh, Ooh.
Phoebe: Yeah! Ooh, we could teach them to sing, and we can be like the Von Trapp family! Only without the Nazis. Although that sounds kinda dull.
Ross: Yeah, ooh yeah, I think there is one from batch 17 left, uh (Grabs a cookie and takes a big bite out of it and doesnt like it.) Its batch 16! 16 people! Get out of the way! (Gets up and runs for the bathroom.)
Phoebe: Wow, ooh, you're gonna be making money hand over fist!
Ross: (entering) Well hey! Whats going on? Ooh, cool boat(Sees why the boats there)Oh, no. (Averts his eyes by looking around the room) (To Rachel) Hey, did you, did you tell them?
ESTL: Stop saying you're not talented, you're very talented. It's just with the bird dead and all, there's very little act left. Oh, honey, give me a break, will ya? [a knock on the door] Oooh, ooh, I'll talk to you later.
Phoebe: Yeah, ooh, I like that! Yeah. Wait! How do you know about bah-bah-bha-bhan?
Ross: Ooh hey, Emma, daddy has some presents for you okay? Okay? I want you to wait right here. Come here sweetie.
Phoebe: Ooh, is it someone in this building? Is it that tall guy from the first floor?
Phoebe: Umm Wow, all right. (Checks the book.) Wow! Yay! Ooh, Im gonna meet a guy! And really soon! And hes gonna be the man of my dreams. Probably not the guy I had a dream about last night. (Points at Chandler.)
Joey: Ooh, that bad, huh?
Monica: Ooh, Ugly Naked Dancing!
CHANDLER: Ooh, you almost had it.
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)
Rachel: Ooh, I've been better...
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.
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.
Rachel: Ooh, and it's so nice having this little sink here...
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.
Phoebe: Yeah. Ooh God, there's that face again! See I can't do this job! I...
Joey: Ooh, look-look-look-look-look! I got Monica naked!
Joey: Ooh, yeah, I'm not going anywhere for a while.
Phoebe: Where? (Turns to face him) Ooh, come to Momma.
RICHARD: Ooh, duct tape. Was I supposed to bring something too?
Chandler: Ooh. (leans against the desk)
Monica: Ooh, Phoebe, you look great!
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?
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: Yeah! Ooh, you should come with me! Oh yeah, then I'd have someone to sit with!
PHOEBE: No. Here. [Throws them on the table.] There. Ooh, double sixes.
Phoebe: Hey. Ooh! Dont sit down!
Phoebe: Ooh! Brian's Song!
Joey: Ooh, very official.
All: Ooh, that's great, I love those little guys.
Chandler: Ooh! Israeli champagne. And it's vanilla!
PHOEBE: Uh oh, ooh, are we not getting along with the new boy?
Rachel: Ooh, it was only okay.
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: Oh! Ooh! Umm!
Phoebe: (to Joey) Ooh, do you want to talk to Chandler?
Phoebe: Ooh, I gotta go. I found a guy that who could fix up the van for catering.
Monica: Ooh, nice.
Rachel: Ooh, I have to go pack. (Gets up to do so.) It really does?
Phoebe: (while everyone else is stunned) Ooh! I found it!
Rachel: (To Phoebe) Ooh! Yknow what? If we made reservations, we could have unagi in about a half-hour.
Phoebe: Ooh, I have to tell you something.
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!
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, where are you off to, Travelin' Jake?
Phoebe: Yeah! Sure! Ooh, I left my purse up at Monicas. Ill be right back. (She goes to get it.)
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)
Rachel: Ooh, I just feel bad, I never vacuum. (She goes into Chandler and Joeys.)
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.
Chandler: Ooh, let me talk to him!
CHANDLER: (noticing a beautiful blond walking in) Ooh, oh, oh, that's her.
Phoebe: Ooh! How was Kathys play?
Phoebe: Ooh, what do I smell?
Phoebe: Heyooh so, how was Vermont?
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.
Phoebe: God! Ooh! What is that smell? Its coming from the bathroom. Ooh! (She goes to the bathroom.)
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!
Joey: Heyooh Pheebs, are they in there?
Kathy's Co-Star: Oh, yeah! Ooh, thats nice. (They start making out harder.)
Joey: Multi-colored robes! Ooh, and maybe a hat.
Phoebe: Ooh! Hi!
Phoebe: Ooh, hey, could we put on the news? I think it might be raining.
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.
Carol: Yeah. Ooh, and I know Gail Rosten is in there twice, but she is so
Ross: (wiping his brow) Ah...ooh! Well, looks like, uh, we kicked your butts.
PHOEBE: Oh no, ooh, ooh, did somebody forget to use a coaster?
Phoebe: Ooh, yeah. Then what are you going to put on top of that?
Phoebe: Ooh, it's sympathy pains. Ohh, that's so sweet!
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.)
Phoebe: Hey! Ooh, how was your first day working at the restaurant?
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, the pizza guys here!
Phoebe: I picked her! Oh thank God you want her! Ooh!
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!!!
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, it's not bad.
Phoebe: Ooh, Madlibs, mine! (Grabs it.)
Phoebe: Hornswoggle? (To Chandler) Ooh, this must be killing you.