words in movies
Ross: Huh? Ooh (laughs) you mean like a Huh?
Monica: (To Emma) Bouncy baby, Bouncy baby, Ooh baby baby, Ooh baby baby, Ooh baby baby. (Emma stops crying and falls asleep)
Monica: It worked! Ooh baby baby baby, ooh baby baby baby!
PHOEBE: Ok, ok, ok. Ooh, hey 'new doc on the block, Days of Our Lives' Joey Tribbiani.' Ooh, cool picture.
Phoebe: Ooh, uh (She grabs her coat and runs out.)
Joey: Ooh, so close.
Ross: Maybe I should get another pair! Ooh, y'know, they-they had some with fringe all down the sides. (Chandler starts rubbing his temple again.) I'm gonna go kiss Ben goodnight. (He starts to head for Monica's bedroom.) I can't believe he thinks I'm a cowboy. (Pause.) I would make a good cowboy. (He struts into Monica's room.)
Erica: Oh, it was okay. I went to a movie with my cousin and then out for dinner. We went to this place that had... Ooh... (she looks likes she is in pain, holding her belly) Hoo... ooh... Anyway, they had these really amazing cheeseburgers.
Joey: Ooh, Ill play! Ill play!
Rachel: Okay look, let me paint you a little picture. (She sits down next to him.) All right, you are settin sail up the Hudson! Youve got the wind in your h(sees that hes bald)arms! You-you get all that peace and quiet that youve always wanted! You get back to nature! You can go fishin! You canooh, you can get one of those little hats and have people call you captain, and then when youre old, Cappy.
Phoebe: Ooh, this is cool...it says in some parts of the world, people actually eat the placenta. (Joey grimaces)
PHOEBE: Ooh, this is it, 74. [screeches to a halt, Joey and Chandler are thrown into the plexiglass wall in the cab]
Rachel: Ooh, your brother. Score!
Monica: (putting off her coat) Ooh, this always happens. (Her coat gets stuck.)
Phoebe: Ooh! Thats good! Wow! But now if you were pregnant, what would you name it? Hint: Phoebe.
Joey: Ooh, we could end up with nothing.
Phoebe: Ooh! So now why can't we tell Chandler?
Phoebe: Ooh, whos it for?
Phoebe: I dont know. Ooh! Ooh! Look it! (She fans out the trick deck.) Ah-ha!
Phoebe: Yknow? Ooh, you can almost smell the opium.
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?
Rachel: Ooh, Phoebes here! Okay, lets turn out all the lights and well just watch the movie!
Monica: Ooh! I'm sorry! I think, I THINK, that may have missed the table!
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.
Joey: I know, I know! What am I going to do? (Thinks) Ooh!
Phoebe: Ooh, Joey, thats actually a really good idea!
Rachel: Ooh, the gift shop!
RACHEL: Ooh, goooosh, ooh, these are cookies smashed in the sports section.
Ross: Ooh, I wanna switch to Rachel too!
Chandler: Ahh, ooh, try a hard 8.
Phoebe: Ooh, lets see it!
Monica: Well, maybe you could give to somebody else. Ooh, like Ross Geller.
Phoebe: HeyOoh, hows Hilda? Is she working out?
Phoebe: Oh! Ooh! Oh Monica! Its so beautiful.
Joey: Sure, no problem. (Sees something.) OohHey, donuts!
Dr. Green: Ooh, I have a little heart attack.
Joey: Ooh, sorry. Sorry. You finish, go.
PHOEBE: Ooh, look at you fancy lads. What's the occasion?
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: Ohh. (She touches his arm for support and likes what she feels) Ooh!
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.
Joey: Ooh ooh ooh ooh, there's no room for milk!
Monica: Ooh...hey honey, are you all right?
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: Ooh, now you lost me.
Phoebe: Okay. Umm, ooh, oohoh, I have a game!
Ross: You're welcome, Ben. Merry Christmas, ooh, and Happy Hanukkah!
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.)
Phoebe: Ooh! How about Agamemnon?
Phoebe: Ooh, I have tasted my own medicine and it is bitter!
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 "
Ross: (notices the table) HeyOoh! Whats-whats that, dinner stuff? You making dinner?
Ross: Oww!! My ankle! I really hurt my ankle! I think I twisted it when IOoh, a quarter!
Rachel: Ooh, I like those sunglasses.
Ross: (playing the drunk uncle) When Monica was a little girl, I remember that(Phoebe screams and tackles him)Ooh!! Ow! Very good!
Monica: Okay, ooh, alright. Name, address... Okay, in case of emergency, call?
Chandler: Ooh, that girl that I hate, eww, drives me crazy, eww, eww, oh!
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! That's a good one! Mine is to pilot a commercial jet.
Joey: Ooh!
Phoebe: Ooh.
Phoebe: Ooh, I think I wanna trade circles.
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, Soap Opera Digest!
Chandler: Ooh, this is a Dear Diary moment.
Ross: Oh I know, isn't it? Ooh... what'd you do to get her to laugh?
Phoebe: Hey! Ooh, did you do it yet?
Phoebe: Ooh Monica!
Rachel: YeahOoh! Earrings! (Goes into her room.)
Rachel: Ooh, I just wish we hadnt lost those four months, but if time was what you needed just to gain a little perspective...
Monica: Ooh, these tennis shoes are so tight. I think Ill take them off. (Goes to do so.)
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.
Chandler: Ooh, yum! (Runs into the bedroom.)
Woman on TV: Ow! Ow! Ooh! That hurts!
Joey: Ooh, great! Thanks!
Phoebe: Ooh, what happened?
Joey: I dont know. Ooh, I bet its Richard.
Joey: Ooh, its probably a residual check, hey can you open it for me, Im kinda .
Chandler: Ooh, I dont know if were there yet.
Student: Ooh, dude. Thats not gonna happen.
Phoebe: Oh! Ooh! Oh, I didnt know that you did pot.
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: Ooh, oh no! I have to go! I have a massage appointment.
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.
Rachel: Okay. (watching the tape) Ooh, my! (Rachel jumps when the woman starts screaming) Woah! Why is that baby torturing that woman?!
Joey: Ooh! Ah! Okay! (Quickly drags the crib outside.)
Ross: Okay, okay. Ooooh, ooh maybe I rode in on a Harley.
PHOEBE: Ooh, ooh, did you ask Stacy Roth?
Rachel: Ooh, I can do that.
Phoebe: Ooh, honey. You stink at lying.
Ross: Oh, veto. How aboutOoh, I like Ruth! What about Ruth?
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.)
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: 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.