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