words in movies
Phoebe: Hey!
Phoebe: Sure!
Phoebe: Well, I can't give you a massage, because my licence has been revoked again!
Ross: Phoebe, what happened?
Phoebe: Well, it was an accident...You know, it's a lot of oil and sometimes the hand just slips!
Phoebe: Oh no!You guys aren't supposed to get divorced for 7 years!
Phoebe: Oh, good!Ok, good for you!Try to recapture the magic!
Phoebe: And tell them that in 2 weeks I will once again be a masseuse in good standing!
Phoebe: (playing guitar and singing) And there's a country called Argentinaaaa, it's a place I've never seeeeen. But I'm told for fifty pesos you can buy a human spleen. Humaaan spleeeeen. Olè!
Phoebe: Well, you said that you had customers lined up in the street, so I am here to entertain!
Phoebe: Yeah! It really has been great too, you know, some of this people must have seen me play before because they were requesting a bunch of my songs! Yeah, "You suck" and "shut up and go home".
Monica: Listen Phoebe...
Phoebe: Yeah.
Phoebe: But what?
Phoebe: (pause) Ok, say no more.
[Time lapse: Phoebe in front of restaurant again]
Phoebe: (with a fancy dress, still playing and singing): It wasn't just that she was fat, the woman smelled like garbage! Everyone! It wasn't just that she was fat the woman smelled like garbaaaaaage! (to Monica, showing her dress) Classy, uh?
(Phoebe comes in)
Phoebe: Hey!
Phoebe: Here, Monica, look what I got to wear when I play at the restaurant (she dons a top hat) uh, huh wait! (she raises a pair of spectacles to her eyes) Right? I mean, this might even class up the ballad of the uncircumcised man.
Monica: Oh...Phoebe? Maybe I wasn't clear before. I really love listening to your music here, but my restaurant is sort of an upscale place.
Phoebe: Right, yeah, ok, I'll ask the butler to fetch my diamonds out of the vault.
Monica: Phoebe, it's not what you wear. It's sort of your songs... I just don't think you should play at the restaurant anymore.
Phoebe: Oh, ok. Fine, I'll just, I'll take the hat back (she puts the hat in a bag and she crushes it angrily on the floor with her foot).
Phoebe: My songs aren't good enough for your restaurant?
Phoebe: Then what's wrong with them? Would they not go with your tiny portions of pretentious food?
Phoebe: Yeah well, "excuse me, I ordered the smoked salmon appetizer, but (peering through her spectacles) I can't see it, I can't see it"!
Monica: Phoebe, it's not about quantity.
Phoebe: Well...it's not about quality.
Phoebe: Well at least all my songs don't taste like garlic. Yeah, there are other ingredients Monica.
Phoebe: Ear plugs, or cloves of garlic?
Phoebe: What are people having, the garlic Martini?
[Scene: In front of Monica's restaurant. Phoebe is playing]
Phoebe: (singing) Food here at 'Javu'..will kill you..the food here at 'Javu' ...will kill you..
Phoebe: You'd better get back in that kitchen Monica, the garlic is not gonna overuse itself.
Phoebe: Why? The only person my playing is bothering is you!
Phoebe: (while Monica drags her in the restaurant) Get your garlic-peelers off me!
Phoebe: Ok, ok, how many of you enjoyed the music outside? (a few people raise their hands) Ha!
Phoebe: Ok, well, who identified the tone of this restaurant as pretentious comma garlicky?
Phoebe: Ok, well, alright, who thinks the food is fine, the music was fine, but your evening was ruined by this incessant poll taking? (all raise their hands).
Monica: Excuse us! (then to Phoebe) Alright here's a question: Who was so worried about her restaurant being fancy that she made a big deal about her friend playing her music and feels really bad about it now? (raises her hand)
Phoebe: Oh...Who was so stupid and stubborn that she lashed out against her friend's cooking which she actually thinks is pretty great! (raises her hand)
Phoebe: I'm sorry too... (they hug)
Phoebe: Yeah! As long as it's free! Food here is ridiculously over-p...
Phoebe: (smiling, raising her hand) Who's hoping the hand raising thing is still cute enough that you won't hate me?
Phoebe: Oh! No, I-I think I just had a contraction.
Phoebe: (to Monica) Yknow, suddenly I find you very attractive.
[Cut to the delivery room, Phoebe is about to give birth to the middle kid.]
Phoebe: Yeah, well, I kinda thought.
Monica: I pick you, Phoebe.
[Scene, Phoebe and Rachels, theyre sitting together on the couch.]
Phoebe: (giggles) Im pretty.
Phoebe: No thinking! No thinking! Tie or ascot?
Monica: All right! Okay, its just Phoebe. Wills still on a diet, Chandler doesnt eat Thanksgiving food, and Rachels having her aversion to poultry.
Rachel: And thats Phoebe (points), and thats Joey.
Phoebe: (to Joey) Ooh, do you want to talk to Chandler?
Phoebe: Of course, yeah!
[Scene: Central Perk, Chandler, Joey, Phoebe, and Monica are there.]
Phoebe: Ooh, I like cards.
Phoebe: Its Lafite. The 74 Latour is actually drinking quite nicely.
Phoebe: Seriously, I dont Rachels gonna think its a good idea.
Phoebe: What about Glen? He could be a Glen.
Phoebe: Sorry Jill.
Phoebe and Ross: Yeah, we went shopping!
Phoebe: I would love that job!
[Scene: Erics Apartment, he and Phoebe are still making out.]
[Scene: Central Perk, Monica and Phoebe are there as Rachel enters.]
Gunther: I don't know if you heard about what happened between me and Phoebe the other day_
Phoebe: Yknow? Ooh, you can almost smell the opium.
(Chandler walks over to the counter where Phoebe is, and is asking her about the break-up.)
Phoebe: I know, I'm so excited!
Joey: Yeah. I understand. I understand. (Pause) Man, I wish I saw Phoebe first!
Phoebe: Hey.
Phoebe: Yeah.
Phoebe: Yeah!
Phoebe: Yeah.
Phoebe: Umm, I think theres something you should maybe know.
[Scene: Phoebe and Rachel's, Rachel is putting away her new clothes as Phoebe enters.]
Phoebe: Okay then.
Phoebe: Well, how about a compromise then, okay? What if its like yknow, Chanoey?
Phoebe: Oh my God, look! Thats Elizabeth!
Phoebe: All right, I can't sit here anymore. I have to walk places. (She puts on her fur coat.)
Phoebe: Thank you. Can you believe no-one between my apartment and here offered to do that for me?
Ross: I was hugging her as a friend. Its not my fault her-her hair got in my face, shes got a lot of it and it smells all-all uh coconutty. (Phoebe raises her eyebrows.) What?! Oh, that doesnt mean I have feelings for Rachel! Maybe it means I have feelings for coconuts!
Phoebe: But they shouldn't happen, you know what, you're, you're in a terrible, terrible business. Oh God, I don't wanna be the person who makes your face look like that.
Phoebe: Oh, wait, let me get you another glass. That's been sitting out.
Phoebe: If you could do that, Id marry the hippity-hop.
Phoebe: So hes probably really nervous around women, y'know? Maybe, you just have to make the first move.
(In slow motion we see Phoebe look at Marcel, then at Luisa. She jumps toward Marcel just as Luisa fires the gun.)
Ross: Actually, it looks really good. (Turns towards the window and now Phoebe starts jumping to divert his attention.)
Phoebe: Hmm, how about my azzz?
Phoebe: (crying) Yeah me too.
Phoebe: God! (She turns and buttons up.)
Phoebe: Oh Chandler!
[Scene: Central Perk, Phoebe is putting away her guitar as a man approaches.]
Phoebe: So that story doesnt make you cry?
Phoebe: Yeah.
Phoebe: It kicked! I think the baby kicked!
Phoebe: Yeah?
The Fan: Are you Phoebe Buffay?
Phoebe: Have you really done this before?
Ross: Hey! Uh, Phoebes not here is she?
[Scene: Monica and Rachel's, the next morning, Phoebe is STILL on hold.]
(Phoebe wants to be angry with Joey, but as she watches him shaking his head in pain and disbelief, she knows that it isn't his fault.)
Monica: Thats Phoebe! Where did you get that?
Phoebe: (to one of his sisters, Cookie) Hey!
Chandler: Phoebe Buffay in Buffay: The Vampire Layer.
Joey: We cant watch that! I mean thats Phoebe!
Phoebe: in Reservations at 8:00 by Neil Simon. (To an imaginary Neil Simon) Thank-thank you Neil. Thank you for the words. (Blows him a kiss.)
Phoebe: (entering) Hey! Whats up? (Sees the TV) Oh my God! What am I doing?!!
Phoebe: You can't put your cigarette out on a tree!
PHOEBE: Joey, why don't you talk to Chandler about moving back?
Phoebe: No, I made myself take an oath. Yeah, no fooling around with clients and umm, always be prepared. Yeah, that ones actually from the Boy Scouts, but it just makes good sense.
Phoebe: Its Phoebe! Phoebe!
Phoebe: Youre making one right now!
Phoebe: (returning from the bathroom) Rach, youre in my seat.
Phoebe: What?!
Another Mans Voice: Lets go Phoebe!
Same Mans Voice: Phoebe, come on!
Phoebe: Look, Im talking right now! Youreyou mean her.
Phoebe: Hey!
[Outside with Phoebe and Ryan.]
Phoebe: So, I just came from the company Ursula works for.
Phoebe: No (tucks it in her pants)
Phoebe: Wow!
PHOEBE: OK, hi. For your information this is exactly what I wanted. This is a tattoo of the earth as seen from a great distance. It's the way my mother sees me from heaven.
Phoebe: Which time?
Phoebe: Oh, Pervert Parade?
PHOEBE: [enters with the three people she got out] Ok, welcome to the fu-oh.
Phoebe: By the way, its a costume party.
Phoebe: Oh yeah, so you can walk around naked.
Phoebe: How'd you know I was coming?
Phoebe: What?
Monica: Hey Phoebe! Guess what?
Phoebe: (entering) Hey!
Rachel: Oh my God! I bet thats him. My digital fairy tale is about to begin. I wonder how I should be? Should I be uh (In a sexy voice) Hello? Or should I be (Happily) Hi! Its Rach (Phoebe knocks the phone out of Rachels hand, catches it, and answers it.) Would you stop doing that?!
Phoebe: Watch, watch. (She turns a strand of Christmas lights strung around the house.)
Phoebe: Oh no, Ross doesnt know anything.
Phoebe: Hi!
Ross: And thats Phoebe over there! (Points to her.)
Phoebe: Hey, how are you guys doing?
Phoebe: (yelling from Monicas room) No-no!! No!!
Phoebe: Well, what am I going to tell Monica? She wants to wear them tonight!
Phoebe: (To Ross) So whats going on with you?
[Phoebe walks from the living room to the kitchen and talks quietly to Rachel.]