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