words in movies
Chandler: OK Phoebs, how many do you want?
Ross: No. No, uh, Phoebs? You can'tyou can't do...
Ross: So, Phoebs owes $7.50, Monica, you owe $10, and Rachel, you owe fifteen big ones.
RACHEL: Hey Phoebs, whatcha got there?
ALL: Sorry Phoebs.
JOEY: Phoebs, what's goin' on?
CHANDLER: OK, Phoebs, your turn.
GANG: Phoebs. [Phoebe leaves]
CHAN: OK, look, that is one guy's opinion, alright. Phoebs, read yours.
RACH: Hey Phoebs, how'd it go with Scott last night?
JOEY: Gotcha. Phoebs, walk with me.
RICHARD: Hey Phoebs, what's happening?
JOEY: Phoebs, that's OK. You took a big step today.
DUNCAN: Um, now. Phoebs.
ROSS: Hey, Phoebs, how'd it go.
RACHEL: Great set tonight Phoebs.
RACHEL: OK, Phoebs. But what about you?
ROSS: Yeah but Phoebs, what about the end?
RICHARD: Oh, thank you Phoebs. That's very sweet.
RACHEL: Hey Phoebs. Oh hey, how's the dog?
CHANDLER: Nah, Phoebs, that's the guy that comes in the frame.
CHAN: [to Phoebe] Listen, Phoebs, this is gonna be OK. [introducing Russ and Ross] Ross, Russ. Russ, Ross.
RACH: No, Phoebs. I'm dating Russ.
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?
JOEY: Good luck Phoebs.
JOEY: Phoebs look, if you want to know what the deal is, you're just gonna have to ask him.
CHANDLER: Hey Phoebs, can I have the milk after you?
JOEY: All right Phoebs, way to go.
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: Hey Phoebs, if you want, I'll do it.
CHANDLER: Phoebs, play with meeee.
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.
JOEY: This is unbelievable Phoebs, how can you be married?
Monica: Hey, Phoebs
JOEY: Phoebs, check it out, check it out, check it out, check it out.
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?
JOEY: Hey Phoebs.
Ross: Phoebs, It's open! It's open!
JOEY: Phoebs, he's just a little dog. [turns back to the car window and the dog is halfway through it.] Ahhh.
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.