words in movies
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: 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, 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, and it's so nice having this little sink here...
Rachel: Ooh, I've been better...
Phoebe: Yeah. Ooh God, there's that face again! See I can't do this job! I...
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: 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.
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?
Monica: Ooh, Phoebe, you look great!
PHOEBE: No. Here. [Throws them on the table.] There. Ooh, double sixes.
Chandler: Ooh. (leans against the desk)
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.]
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: Ooh, ok, that's it. Enough with the keys. No one say keys.
Phoebe: Ooh! Brian's Song!
Joey: Ooh, very official.
Phoebe: Hey. Ooh! Dont sit down!
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: Yeah! Ooh, you should come with me! Oh yeah, then I'd have someone to sit with!
All: Ooh, that's great, I love those little guys.
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: 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: Ooh, I have to go pack. (Gets up to do so.) It really does?
Rachel: (To Phoebe) Ooh! Yknow what? If we made reservations, we could have unagi in about a half-hour.
Monica: Ooh, nice.
Phoebe: (while everyone else is stunned) Ooh! I found it!
Phoebe: Ooh, I have to tell you something.
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.
Ross: Ooh. What is the name of Chandlers fathers Las Vegas all-male burlesque?
Ross: Ooh, hey Ben, what if the Holiday Armadillo told you all about the Festival of Lights?
PHOEBE: Ooh, where are you off to, Travelin' Jake?
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.
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.
Rachel: Ooh, I just feel bad, I never vacuum. (She goes into Chandler and Joeys.)
Phoebe: Ooh! How was Kathys play?
CHANDLER: (noticing a beautiful blond walking in) Ooh, oh, oh, that's her.
Chandler: Ooh, let me talk to him!
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: 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: 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, hey, could we put on the news? I think it might be raining.
Phoebe: Ooh! Hi!
Joey: Heyooh Pheebs, are they in there?
Carol: Yeah. Ooh, and I know Gail Rosten is in there twice, but she is so
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?
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, ice! I am so in the mood for ice! (They go and get the coffee and the ice leaving Ross and Emily alone.)
Phoebe: I picked her! Oh thank God you want her! Ooh!
Phoebe: Ooh, the pizza guys here!
Phoebe: Hey! Ooh, how was your first day working at the restaurant?
Joey: Ooh, something hurts!
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.
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!!!
Phoebe: Ooh, it's not bad.
Phoebe: Ooh, it's sympathy pains. Ohh, that's so sweet!
Phoebe: Ooh, Madlibs, mine! (Grabs it.)
Monica: (to the clerk) Ooh, an ink stain! Hey, can I watch how you get this out?
Tommy: Ooh, I dont know. Probably the smell of freshly cut grass.
Monica: Ooh, chocolates on the pillows! I love that!
Chandler: Ooh! Yes! Okay! Heres what we do, we-we forget it happened.
Phoebe: Ooh, absolutely!
Rachel: (Running to the ticket counter) Ooh, ooh, ooh,ooh,ooh. (Slightly out of breath) Hi.
Rachel: Ooh, Pheebs, what are you gonna say? Are you gonna tell him who you are?
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.
Phoebe: Yeah! Okayooh, but are you going to have time to read it?
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?
Phoebe: Hornswoggle? (To Chandler) Ooh, this must be killing you.
Joey: Ooh!
Phoebe: Hey. Ooh, look at you, dressy-dress.
Chandler: Ooh! Ahh, Pheebs, was gonna tell a story.
Phoebe: Ooh.
Chandler: Ooh, I do! I do! I do!
Phoebe: Ooh. (Turns to him.)
Phoebe: Ooh, you nailed the Old Lady! (They both laugh at what she said.)
Joey: Ooh, sorry! No-no-no, so close though, butbye-bye! (He ushers her out the door.)
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.)
PHOEBE: So how's your date with your cyberchick going. Ooh, hey, what is all that (points at the computer screen).
Chandler: Ooh, Lambchop. How old is that sock? If I had a sock on my hand for thirty years it'd be talking too.