words in movies
Joey: Hey Pheebs! (To the guys) Hey!
Chandler: Great job with the cups, Pheebs!
Ross: Okay. Thanks you guys. Pheebs are you wearing fur?
Joey: Ahh Pheebs, you know youre still my number one girl.
Chandler: Hi, Pheebs!
Joey: Hey, Pheebs!
Rachel: Hey, Pheebs!
Rachel: So Pheebs, what is the book about?
Chandler: Pheebs, can you help me pick out an engagement ring for Monica? I cant figure this out! Its so hard! Should I get her a (turning to each page) Tiffany cut or a Princess cut or aah-ah! Paper cut!
Ross: Pheebs, did you want a cookie?
Ross: (To Phoebe) Happy New Year, Pheebs!
Ross: Hi, Pheebs!
Chandler: Okay, Pheebs, we decided the picnic idea was a little Y'know, it didn't have any It-it, well it blew. So, we thought, that this afternoon that we would all go away for the whole weekend to, Atlantic City!
Joey: Mornin Pheebs. (Sits down.) Well, my movie has officially been canceled.
Phoebe: Okay. So, this wire is connected to this wire which plugs into here. (She points at each as she says it.) Okay so, to get the beeping to stop all I have to do (She picks up a shoe and proceeds to pummel the smoke detector. She then gets up and heads to bed, stops, quickly turns around, and is satisfied that the beeping has stopped.) Well done, Pheebs. (She resumes her trek to bed, but is stopped at the entrance to the hallway by the now steady and extremely loud tone emanating from the smoke detector.) (Yelling.) What do you want from me?!!!!!!!
Joey: Hey, Pheebs?
Joey: Look, Pheebs, I just, I wanna apologize for, for saying that your method was stupid and-and maybe ask you to be my teacher again. And-and I promise, I won't touch a guitar until you say I'm ready. (After a short pause she hands him her guitar.) You really think I'm ready?
Joey: (on phone) Hey, Pheebs! Its Joey!
Joey: Pheebs, I'm so sorry.
Joey: Hey Pheebs, I'm so sorry.
Rachel: Ooh, Pheebs, what are you gonna say? Are you gonna tell him who you are?
Chandler: Ooh! Ahh, Pheebs, was gonna tell a story.
Joey: Thanks so much, Pheebs! (to the dog) We are going to have so much fun, yes we are! (the dog sticks his head between Joeys legs) Oh! Not that kind of fun.
Steve: (walking up) Oh hey, Pheebs!
Chandler: Pheebs! (He goes over and kisses Phoebe, who is also stunned.) Always a pleasure. (And he struts out leaving the girls to stare at each other.)
ROSS: Ok, Pheebs. See how I'm making these little toys move? Opposable thumbs. Without evolution, how do you explain opposable thumbs?
Joey: So Pheebs, where are you doing all, your bell ringing?
Rachel: (Running back out the door with her passport.) Bye, Pheebs.
Rachel: Pheebs, I have to ask you
Rachel: Hi, Pheebs? Okay, so just spoke to the nurse and the reason that your doctor is late is because uh, she's not coming.
Joey: Uhh, Pheebs, those are uh, those are Santa pants.
Rachel: Pheebs, I would make a reservation for five, because one of us has to stay home and watch Emma. (to Ross:) Which one of us should go to dinner?
Joey: Yeah that'd be great! Thanks Pheebs!
Joey: Pheebs, you can't do that. The casting director doesn't talk to friends, she only talks to agents.
Rachel: Pheebs? Could you get that? Please?
Joey: All right! Thanks Pheebs!
Chandler: Well, uh, we can talk about that too Pheebs.
Monica: Yeah, ah, but Pheebs dont you think hes a little young to get married?
Joey: That's it! Thanks Pheebs!
Joey: Wow Pheebs, you speak Italian?
Chandler: So it's pretty much the same Pheebs.
Ross: Hey Pheebs, how's it going?
Joey: Pheebs!!
Joey: (entering with Phoebe) Come on Pheebs! Hurry! Hurry! Hurry! Hurry!
Rachel: Pheebs?
Monica: Hey Pheebs!
JOEY: Uh, Pheebs, how long do you think this lady'll be with us?
Rachel: Pheebs, what-what are you doing?
Rachel: (entering from her room) Pheebs, I was wondering
Rachel: Well, maybe-maybe I could be your roommate Pheebs.
Rachel: Oh yeah, scared the hell out of me. I thought wed lost you forever. Pheebs, you lie down?
Rachel: Pheebs, if I had never met him this never would have happened!
Chandler: Little baby girl Chandler, where I have heard that before? Oh right, Coach Ruben. (Tries to get her to drink a little more from the bottle when he suddenly smells something. Its times like these Im glad Smell-O-Vision hasnt been invented.) Do you know what Pheebs? When youre done over there, we kinda have a situation over here too. (Phoebe is changing hers.)
Rachel: Okay, Pheebs, can I ask? So, hes going out with her. I mean, is it really so terrible?
Ross: Look, I dont think so Pheebs. (Pause) All right, Ill do it. But just because youre a friend. (Grabs the tickets and heads to divert Whitney.)
Rachel: Pheebs, Monica tripped me, I don't think I can ever run again, ever!
Ross: Hey Pheebs, what 'cha reading? (Phoebe ignores him) Pheebs? (Turns away) Hello? (He sits down next to her and she moves over a bit.) Phoebe? (He moves closer and she keeps moving away.) Phoe-Phoebe! (They end up hanging over the arm rest.) Come on! (He grabs the magazine away from her.)
Ross: Not the first two, but the second two- woooo! ...I love you guys. You guys are the greatest. I love my sister (Kisses Monica), I love Pheebs... (Hugs her)
Rachel: Oh-okay, but Pheebs?
Woman: Hey Pheebs! Hows it going?!
Rachel: Oh, Pheebs, baby, that's nice but, you know what, I think I'm ok. Why don't you give it to one of your other single girlfriends?
Ross: Hey, Pheebs!
Rachel: Gone! I mean its amazing Pheebs. I feel so free and so graceful. (Turns and bumps into a mounted policeman and falls) Hey! Look out for the horse! Sorry! (Runs off.)
Rachel: Oh, yeah. Definitely you, Pheebs.
Ross: So Pheebs, how long is your mom gonna be with us?
Chandler: Pheebs! We have to take you to the hospital now!
Matt: Wow Pheebs, you-you speak gutter?
Ross: Thanks Aunt Pheebs. Hey, you didn't microwave that, did you, because it's breast milk, and you're not supposed to do that.
Ross: (entering) Okay Pheebs, I know how we're going to figure this out. Okay, clear your mind and answer the first thing that comes into your head. Okay?
Arthur: Hey Pheebs!
Rachel: Oh Pheebs.
Joey: Ah-ah-ah Mr. Smartie Pants, its just not my character thats not brain dead. Hey, so Pheebs, we still on for tonight?
Rachel: Im sorry Pheebs, I guess Im just really said that Im leaving.
Ross: Thank you, but I want to remove it Pheebs. I dont want to make it savory.
Ross: Hey Pheebs, what-what was the deal with you and Chandler blowing us off before?
Rachel: Hey Pheebs, youre still alive! How are you doing?
Ross: Hey-hey Pheebs!
Roger: That's tough. Tough stuff. C'mon, Pheebs, we're gonna catch that movie, we gotta get going.
Rachel: (still trapped under Ross) Pheebs, could you maybe hand me a cracker?
Rachel: Ohh. Oh, so you really wanted to learn. Yeah, y'know, Pheebs I just wanted to have fun. Ohh, you know who you should go with?
Joey: Pheebs! Check it out! Check it out! Check it out! Check it out! (Hands her one.)
Chandler: Dont worry about it Pheebs.
Rachel: What are you gonna do Pheebs?
Joey: Oh hey, here Pheebs. (He throws her the ball.)
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?
Joey: Hey Pheebs?
Rachel: Oh no wait Pheebs, I think for something like that you just ask them to move in with you. But I'm not sure, Chandler?
Rachel: Hi Pheebs.
Chandler: Hey Pheebs!
Ross: Pheebs you uh you do know how to ride a bike dont you?
Ross: Pheebs, what, is it the age thing?
Chandler: Pheebs?
Chandler: Pheebs!!
Rachel: Uh Pheebs, we just actually kinda wanted to be alone.
Monica: Hey Pheebs, hows it going?
Rachel: Umm Pheebs, remember when we were in the coffee house we decided that I was going to keep the uh, the cute guys cell phone?
Rachel: Hi Pheebs!
Rachel: Hey Pheebs, can I talk to you over here for a second?
Joey: I'm sorry Pheebs, I just, y'know, I just wanted to do a good deed. Like-like you did with the babies.
Rachel: Hey. (After she leaves.) Oh, poor Pheebs.
Monica: (entering from her bedroom) Pheebs, youve been up for 24 hours! Go to sleep, honey. Th-this isnt healthy.
Rachel: Here you go Pheebs. Who else wants one of my special homemade brownies?