words in movies
Chandler: OK Phoebs, how many do you want?
MONICA: Really Phoebs? Because, you know, you'd have to be an actual waitress. This can't be like your 'I can be a bear cub' thing.
CHANDLER: Phoebs, let me ask you something, were, were these, uh, funny brownies?
Monica: Hey, Phoebs
JOEY: Phoebs, he's just a little dog. [turns back to the car window and the dog is halfway through it.] Ahhh.
JOEY: Hey Phoebs.
CHANDLER: Phoebs, play with meeee.
Chandler: Well, you know Phoebs. I don't know if it's your kinda thing, because it involves a lot of being normal. For a large portion of the day.
JOEY: This is unbelievable Phoebs, how can you be married?
Ross: No. No, uh, Phoebs? You can'tyou can't do...
Ross: Phoebs, It's open! It's open!
RICHARD: Oh, thank you Phoebs. That's very sweet.
ALL: Sorry Phoebs.
Ross: So, Phoebs owes $7.50, Monica, you owe $10, and Rachel, you owe fifteen big ones.
JOEY: Good luck Phoebs.
JOEY: Phoebs, what's goin' on?
CHAN: OK, look, that is one guy's opinion, alright. Phoebs, read yours.
JOEY: Gotcha. Phoebs, walk with me.
RICHARD: Hey Phoebs, what's happening?
JOEY: Phoebs, check it out, check it out, check it out, check it out.
DUNCAN: Um, now. Phoebs.
RACHEL: Hey Phoebs, whatcha got there?
RACH: Hey Phoebs, how'd it go with Scott last night?
GANG: Phoebs. [Phoebe leaves]
CHANDLER: OK, Phoebs, your turn.
JOEY: Phoebs, that's OK. You took a big step today.
ROSS: Hey, Phoebs, how'd it go.
RACHEL: OK, Phoebs. But what about you?
RACHEL: Great set tonight Phoebs.
RACHEL: Hey Phoebs. Oh hey, how's the dog?
ROSS: Yeah but Phoebs, what about the end?
CHAN: [to Phoebe] Listen, Phoebs, this is gonna be OK. [introducing Russ and Ross] Ross, Russ. Russ, Ross.
JOEY: Phoebs look, if you want to know what the deal is, you're just gonna have to ask him.
RACH: No, Phoebs. I'm dating Russ.
CHANDLER: Nah, Phoebs, that's the guy that comes in the frame.
CHANDLER: Hey Phoebs, can I have the milk after you?
JOEY: Hey Phoebs, if you want, I'll do it.
ROSS: No no, you're uh, you're my lobster. See um, lobsters, uhh, in the tank when, when they're old, uhh, they get with, uhh, they walk around holding the claws. In the tank, ya know, with, with the holding and. . . Uhh, Phoebs you wanna help me out with the, the whole lobster thing?
CHANDLER: Ya know Phoebs, don't feel so bad for 'em. After they're done playing, I break out the little plastic women and everybody has a pretty good time.
JOEY: All right Phoebs, way to go.
CHAN: No, no, Phoebs. You know why? Cause he's dead.
JOEY: Uh, listen Phoebs, I know you're not goin' in there but do you think it'd be alright if I went in and used his bathroom? Oh, that's fine, never mind. Cool, snow, kinda like a blank canvas.