words in movies
Amanda: Ooh, that accident must have been terrible. You look positively ghastly.
Joey: Ooh, yeah, I'm not going anywhere for a while.
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!
Phoebe: Ooh! So now why can't we tell Chandler?
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: 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.
Rachel: Ooh, your brother. Score!
Phoebe: Ooh! Thats good! Wow! But now if you were pregnant, what would you name it? Hint: Phoebe.
Monica: (putting off her coat) Ooh, this always happens. (Her coat gets stuck.)
Joey: Ooh, we could end up with nothing.
Phoebe: Ooh, whos it for?
Phoebe: I dont know. Ooh! Ooh! Look it! (She fans out the trick deck.) Ah-ha!
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!
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: 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.
Chandler: Ahh, ooh, try a hard 8.
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.
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.
Phoebe: Ooh, I just pulled out four eyelashes. That can't be good.
Joey: Ooh! So close.
Ross: Ooh, I wanna switch to Rachel too!
Phoebe: HeyOoh, hows Hilda? Is she working out?
Dr. Green: Ooh, I have a little heart attack.
Monica: Well, maybe you could give to somebody else. Ooh, like Ross Geller.
Joey: Ooh, sorry. Sorry. You finish, go.
PHOEBE: Ooh, look at you fancy lads. What's the occasion?
Phoebe: Oh! Ooh! Oh Monica! Its so beautiful.
Joey: Sure, no problem. (Sees something.) OohHey, donuts!
Phoebe: Ooh, lets see it!
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?
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: 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)
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!
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: 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!
Ross: Oww!! My ankle! I really hurt my ankle! I think I twisted it when IOoh, a quarter!
Ross: (playing the drunk uncle) When Monica was a little girl, I remember that(Phoebe screams and tackles him)Ooh!! Ow! Very good!
Rachel: Ooh, I like those sunglasses.
Phoebe: Ooh, now you lost me.
Phoebe: I thought you were excellent! In fact for a minute there I was like, "Ooh, whered Ross go?"
Rachel: Ooh great! Very Monica.
Chandler: Ooh, that girl that I hate, eww, drives me crazy, eww, eww, oh!
Rachel: Ooh... oooh... (pause) (Rachel is all bah-jiggity about Joey) oh, ah... (pause) (to Monica) Can I ask you a question?
Ross: (notices the table) HeyOoh! Whats-whats that, dinner stuff? You making dinner?
Monica: Okay, ooh, alright. Name, address... Okay, in case of emergency, call?
Phoebe: Ooh.
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)
Rachel: Ahhh! (Gets in.) Ooh, nice!
Phoebe: Ooh, Soap Opera Digest!
Chandler: Ooh, this is a Dear Diary moment.
Phoebe: Hey! Ooh, did you do it yet?
Phoebe: Ooh! That's a good one! Mine is to pilot a commercial jet.
Monica: Ooh, these tennis shoes are so tight. I think Ill take them off. (Goes to do so.)
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?
Phoebe: Ooh Monica!
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.
Joey: Ooh, great! Thanks!
Chandler: Ooh, yum! (Runs into the bedroom.)
Chandler: Ooh, I dont know if were there yet.
Phoebe: Ooh, what happened?
Student: Ooh, dude. Thats not gonna happen.
Phoebe: Oh! Ooh! Oh, I didnt know that you did pot.
Phoebe: Ooh, oh no! I have to go! I have a massage appointment.
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: Ooh, its probably a residual check, hey can you open it for me, Im kinda .
Joey: I dont know. Ooh, I bet its Richard.
Woman on TV: Ow! Ow! Ooh! That hurts!
Rachel: Ooh, I can do that.
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?!
PHOEBE: Ooh, ooh, did you ask Stacy Roth?
Joey: Ooh! Ah! Okay! (Quickly drags the crib outside.)
Ross: Oh, veto. How aboutOoh, I like Ruth! What about Ruth?
Phoebe: Ooh, honey. You stink at lying.
Ross: Okay, okay. Ooooh, ooh maybe I rode in on a Harley.
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: Ohh!! God! (Gary enters and she sees him) Ooh! (To Chandler) Get out of here, good for nothing.