words in movies
Ross: Phoebs, It's open! It's open!
RACHEL: Hey Phoebs, whatcha got there?
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.
ALL: Sorry Phoebs.
JOEY: Phoebs, what's goin' on?
GANG: Phoebs. [Phoebe leaves]
CHANDLER: OK, Phoebs, your turn.
RICHARD: Hey Phoebs, what's happening?
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?
JOEY: Phoebs, that's OK. You took a big step today.
RACHEL: OK, Phoebs. But what about you?
ROSS: Hey, Phoebs, how'd it go.
DUNCAN: Um, now. Phoebs.
CHANDLER: Hey Phoebs, can I have the milk after you?
RACHEL: Great set tonight Phoebs.
ROSS: Yeah but Phoebs, what about the end?
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.
RICHARD: Oh, thank you Phoebs. That's very sweet.
RACH: No, Phoebs. I'm dating Russ.
JOEY: Good luck Phoebs.
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.
CHAN: No, no, Phoebs. You know why? Cause he's dead.
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.
JOEY: This is unbelievable Phoebs, how can you be married?
JOEY: Phoebs, check it out, check it out, check it out, check it out.
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.
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.
Monica: Hey, Phoebs
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.
CHANDLER: Phoebs, play with meeee.
JOEY: Phoebs, he's just a little dog. [turns back to the car window and the dog is halfway through it.] Ahhh.