words in movies
CHANDLER: Phoebs, let me ask you something, were, were these, uh, funny brownies?
CHANDLER: Nah, Phoebs, that's the guy that comes in the frame.
GANG: Phoebs. [Phoebe leaves]
JOEY: Good luck Phoebs.
JOEY: Phoebs, what's goin' on?
JOEY: Phoebs, that's OK. You took a big step today.
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.
ROSS: Hey, Phoebs, how'd it go.
CHANDLER: OK, Phoebs, your turn.
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.
Ross: So, Phoebs owes $7.50, Monica, you owe $10, and Rachel, you owe fifteen big ones.
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...
ALL: Sorry Phoebs.
RACHEL: Great set tonight Phoebs.
CHAN: OK, look, that is one guy's opinion, alright. Phoebs, read yours.
RICHARD: Oh, thank you Phoebs. That's very sweet.
RACH: Hey Phoebs, how'd it go with Scott last night?
JOEY: Gotcha. Phoebs, walk with me.
RICHARD: Hey Phoebs, what's happening?
DUNCAN: Um, now. Phoebs.
RACHEL: OK, Phoebs. But what about you?
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.
Monica: Hey, 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: Hey Phoebs, if you want, I'll do it.
JOEY: All right Phoebs, way to go.
CHAN: No, no, Phoebs. You know why? Cause he's dead.
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.
RACH: No, Phoebs. I'm dating Russ.
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: Phoebs, check it out, check it out, check it out, check it out.
JOEY: This is unbelievable Phoebs, how can you be married?
CHANDLER: Phoebs, play with meeee.
Chandler: OK Phoebs, how many do you want?
JOEY: Hey Phoebs.