words in movies
RACH: Hey Phoebs, how'd it go with Scott last night?
ALL: Sorry Phoebs.
JOEY: Phoebs look, if you want to know what the deal is, you're just gonna have to ask him.
JOEY: Hey Phoebs.
JOEY: All right Phoebs, way to go.
Ross: No. No, uh, Phoebs? You can'tyou can't do...
GANG: Phoebs. [Phoebe leaves]
RACHEL: Hey Phoebs, whatcha got there?
CHANDLER: OK, Phoebs, your turn.
Ross: Phoebs, It's open! It's open!
Ross: So, Phoebs owes $7.50, Monica, you owe $10, and Rachel, you owe fifteen big ones.
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.
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: OK, Phoebs. But what about you?
ROSS: Yeah but Phoebs, what about the end?
RACHEL: Great set tonight Phoebs.
RICHARD: Oh, thank you Phoebs. That's very sweet.
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.
CHANDLER: Nah, Phoebs, that's the guy that comes in the frame.
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.
CHANDLER: Hey Phoebs, can I have the milk after you?
JOEY: Hey Phoebs, if you want, I'll do it.
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: Phoebs, check it out, check it out, check it out, check it out.
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
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?
CHANDLER: Phoebs, play with meeee.
Chandler: OK Phoebs, how many do you want?
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: Phoebs, he's just a little dog. [turns back to the car window and the dog is halfway through it.] Ahhh.