words in movies
Ross: Yes please.
Donny: You crossed the line. Joey, describe for Gene these things that have lines. Give me 20 seconds on the clock, please. Ready, go!
Roy: Ok, ok, ladies! Can I have your attention, please? (pause) Did someone call for the long arm of the law? (He extends his arm from around his crotch and then upward and outward, towards Phoebe) I should warn you, I have a concealed weapon! (Puts his hands over his crotch) I hope you're familiar with the States penal code, ok, ok, enough teasing. Now for some pleasing!
Donny: Joey describe these things associated with the United States congress. (Joey goes form looking very confident to looking very shocked the instant the word congress is said) Give me 20 seconds on the clock please. Ready? Go!
Chandler: Oh please, and you knew how much I liked her.
Donny: Okay. Give me sixty seconds on the clock please... Ready, GO! (runs off)
Joey: One pregnant woman at a time, please! I just want you to be okay.
Ross: Okay, can we just sign please?
Ross: Rachel please! That is so inappropriate!
Chandler: (interrupting her just in time) Hey! Heres a dollar, consider it a deposit. Please sing at our wedding.
Rachel: Yes, please.
The Woman: (exasperatedly) Yes! Yes! Please, just give it to me!
Hold Voice: Please, stay on the line. Your call is important to us.
Joey: He's right, man. Please. Move on. Go to China. Eat Chinese food.
Phoebe: Ross, please! My make-up! (He walks away angrily.)
Rachel: ...is something I'm very interested in! Oh please, do not tell Ross. He still believes that (in a deep voice, mocking Ross) what's in the inside is important...
Phoebe: Alors, si vous pouviez jouer le jeu avec lui... (Translation: So, would you please just humor him?)
Phoebe: Your kid is seven?! (Ross nods, "Yes.") (To the rest) Hes really small. (To Ross) Please! Please get the tickets!
Mr. Zelner: Please, come in. Have a seat. (She does so.)
Parker: Please.
Rachel: Okay, dont listen to him. Please?
Mrs. Tribbiani: Of course I knew! What did you think? Your father is no James Bond. You should've heard some of his cover stories. "I'm sleeping over at my accountant's," I mean, what is that? Please!
Joanna: Rachel, please, dont make a scene.
Phoebe: Oh, please!
Rachel: Please, make sure she comes. Its really important to me, I mean its my mom!
Ross: (fakes a laugh) Please start drinking! (exits)
Ross: Come on, who are we kidding? Im doody. Please? Shes watchin.
Rachel: Oh yeah! Yeah please, you guys have fun.
Chandler: You just said Of course youre my best friend. Would you please tell Rachel though?
Chandler: (to the Maitre d') Hi, could we get two burritos to go, please? (Laughs.)
Joey: Please!
Man: Could you press up too please?
Agency guy: Please, make yourself comfortable and I will back in a moment with Erica.
Monica: Okay! It's time for dinner. Everyone we're using our fancy china.. um and its very expensive so please be careful.
David: Please, you don't have to explain. I mean, perhaps if I hadn't gone to Minsk things would have worked out for us. And I wouldn't have ruined my career, or lost that toe to frostbite. It was a good trip! (he leaves)
Chandler: Id like to go up the ladder of chance to the golden mud hut please.
Elizabeth: Oh please! It was such a big class! You never even noticed me!
Rachel: I cant. Please, you do it for me.
Rachel: Oh please, hell be with his real family, the twins and little miss new boobs.
Chandler: (reading) Knock-knock. Who's there? Ross Geller's lunch. Ross Geller's lunch, who? Ross Geller's lunch, please don't take me. Okay?
Ross: Please take your time, its an important decision. Not like, say, I know! deciding to marry someone, this is about a muffin.
Rachel: I forgot... I am supposed to pick up a friend at the airport. I am so sorry! I'm so... if you want to stay, and finish your drinks, please do.... (gives him her drink) I meanI'm sorry. I-I-I gotta go. I'm sorry.
Ross: Lady, he is people. He has a name, okay? He watches Jeopardy! He he touches himself when nobody's watching. Please, please have a heart!
Ross: please don't cry because of me pheebs I don't know what I'm talking about, I've been divorced three times.
Rachel: (flinches) Ross! Come on! That's all right! Fine--Okay, I have a weird thing about my eye. Can we not talk about it please?
Joey: Well, we got plenty of space! There-there's still some over there (Points to where the window is but sees that there isn't any space there and points towards his door.) by-by that speaker. Please, just stay!
Rachel: (to Ross) Could you please get her attention?
Ross: Rach you did not leave the water running. Please, just pull yourself together, okay?
Ross: (sarcastic) Oh please, cant I come to your special, magical cabin?
Phoebe: I feel really strongly about this, Rachel. Please, don't use this gift certificate. I'm asking you as a friend.
Monica: Oh please! Dad turned my room into a gym 20 minutes after I moved out! I gotta say, a tanning bed and a stack of Victorias Secret catalogues, not a gym!
Ross: (stopping him) Okay! Okay! Okay. Im sorry. Please, please, you were in Western Europe and?
Rachel: Joey! The baby is kicking for the first time! Will you please come feel this?!
CHANDLER: We don't know Bob, ok? We know me. We like me. Please let me be happy.
Monica: Hello? (Listens) Oh yes, one minute please. (To Phoebe) Its for you. Its the fire inspector.
Ross: (forcing the door open) Come on, Rachel, come on! Talk to me! Please!!
Phoebe: (In a British accent) This is Phoebe Buffay. I was wondering, please, if-if its not too much trouble, please, umm, might I speak to Miss Emily Waltham, please?
Phoebe: Please, dont play the music. Just uh one more. LIVE FROM NEW YORK! ITS SATURDAY NIGHT!!
Dennis Phillips: Oh my God! No-no-no! Please! Please! Dont-dont-dont!
Monica: I'm gonna leave some cards here. Please think of us for you next event.
Rachel: (whispering and begging) Please? (Ross makes a "whatever" gesture) YES! Sandy you're hired.
Rachel: Please. I haven't heard from her in seven months, and now she calls me? I mean, what else is it about? Oh! She was my best friend, you guys! We went to camp together... she taught me how to kiss..
Monica: Chandler, please dont think I was trying to pressure you. Phoebe and Rachel
Gavin: Hi! Gavin! Please to meet you. It was my idea to stand there.
Amanda: Okay, well, my cell phone number is right here on the counter, please help yourself to anything in the fridge.
Monica: Oh..please!I-I welcome criticism.
Chandler: Please, one ridiculous problem at a time!
Ross: yes, yeah I said something stupid about her never having had a serious relationship, but you should know she is so much fun, a wonderful person please don't blow her off.
Frank Sr.: Y'know, I don't think I want the lipstick that much. (Gets up to leave.) But umm Oh, would you do me a favor? And umm, would you, would you give Lilly that, please? (Hands her a note.)
Joey: Come on, please, it'll be just this one more, well actually it's two.
Rachel: Monica...would you please tell Joey that he is a pig?
Rachel: Alright. In high school I was the prom queen and I was the homecoming queen and the class president and you... were also there! But if you take this monkey, I will lose one of the most important people in my life. You can hate me if you want, but please do not punish him. C'mon, Luisa, you have a chance to be the bigger person here! Take it!
Rachel, Chandler and Monica: Please, just do it!
Director: On a bell please! Quietly.. and ACTION!
Joey: (speaking aloud) Please, I was trying to be nice, you're the worst one!
Monica: All right, Im gonna show you something a lot of guys dont know. Rach, give me that pad, please? (She does so and Monica starts drawing on it) All right. Now
Monica: Oh please! Why else would you have made out with Ross?!
Phoebe: And no, oh please, oh please let me finish. (Rachel stops talking.) Oh I guess that was it.
Rachel: Please, what about you and Chandler?
Monica: Please? Please?! We just don't want to deal with telling everyone, okay? Just promise you won't tell.
Ross: (chasing her, trying to zip up his pants. His got them on right now.) No, wait! Emily! No, wait, stop! Emily, please(He catches something important in the zipper and howls like a little boy and falls to the floor.)
Rachel: Oh, Joey, come on! Please, please! Let me come, I will behave, I promise! I will behave! Please, please, please...
Ross: Will the owner of a 1995 Buick LeSabre please see the front desk? Your car is about to be towed.
RACHEL: Ross, Ross, please listen to me. Ross, you are so much better for me than Paolo ever was. I mean you care about me, you're loving, you make me laugh.
Chandler: Young! Youre a man-child okay?! Now go get changed because everybodys ready and please, oh please, keep my underwear!
Bandleader: Thank you, thank you very much. If everyone will please take your seats, dinner will be served.
Ross: Yes, please! (they move and sit down on a sofa) So, what's going on?
Ross: Well, if you see him could you please tell him I'm looking for him?
Phoebe: Please, Monica? In the hall?
Monica: No, please don't. Please, Joey. She will kill us!
Monica: Please? Please?! We just don't want to deal with telling everyone, okay? Just promise you won't tell.
Chandler: Oh yes, sir! Put me out of my misery. Are you sure you never played pro? (Does his work laugh.) (To Monica) Please let them win!
Monica: (Almost crying) Please.. please, we are so close.
Joey: Ha-ha, very funnyLook! I dont know what to do! I really want you guys to get along. Just please come to the movie with us. I mean you owe me!
Dr. Harad: Okay, you're at ten centimeters. Time to start having some babies. All right, I want only the father in here please.
Announcer: Ladies and gentlemen please welcome the incomparable Helena Handbasket!
Ross: Please, you're going down!
Chandler: I am sorry, moment to make fun of that, please!
[Scene: Casting Director #2s office, Joey is on his second audition. This one is for Purina One Dog Chow, an actual item. Please note the gratuitous product placement.]
RACHEL: Oh, please, Monica. You've always hated my lamp, and then, all of a sudden, it's just magically broken?
Phoebe: (Nearly in tears) Please?
Monica: Chandler, please, come on. Look at him. (Pointing to a picture of Ralph on a magazine,.)
Phoebe: Yea. Can I please, please, please talk to one of the best men? This is going to be the last time I promise.
Rachel: Can somebody please go in?
Rachel: Ross, please, don't be so scared of him!
Mr Campbell: Please... (shows her to sit)