words in movies
Jill: Oh please, I memorized those numbers when I was 15. But look at all the cool make-it-on-my-own stuff I got! (Holds up a red sweater) This is my "Please, hire me" sweater. (Holds up a pair of black pants) And these are my, "Dont you want to rent me this apartment?" pants.
Chandler: Would you please get some rest!
Monica: Okay, fine I admit it! I feel terrible! Would you please rub this on my chest? (She hands him some of that Vicks Vap-O-Rub to put on.)
Rachel: Since when do take naps in that position. Oh God Monica, tell me you were waiting for a guy! Please tell me you were waiting for a guy!
CHANDLER: What, you never look down in the shower? Oh please. I'm not allowed to make one joke in the monkey-is-penis genre?
Janice: So I'm asking you please, take a moment before you judge me.
Monica: All right, I'm out of oven space. I'm gonna turn on Joey's. Please, watch him! Do not let Joey eat any of the food!
Passenger: If youre planning on doing that throughout the entire flight. Please tell me now. So that I could that a sedative...or perhaps slip you one.
Ross: Can we please focus here, a naked mans life hangs in the balance!
Monica: Find some! Please! Anything that doesnt say I-I died tragically in France. (Joey leaves to find clothes.)
Monica: Please! I am not as bad as Ross.
Phoebe: Yeah... Ogh... Okay, fine. You made your point. Can you please just be Mike Hannigan again?
Rachel: Oh God... Okay. Alright. Alright. Okay. Ross, please don't hate me.
Rachel: (who has just entered) Ugh! No more crying! Please! I just dumped one cry baby, Ill dump you too!
Rachel: Chandler! Chandler, please, I have to get you locked up back the way you were, I am sooo gonna lose my job, shes very private about her office. Now I know why.
Chandler: (opening the bathroom door and kicking out the chick and duck) Would you give me one minute!! Please.
Joey: You guys, can we please not watch this all right.
Monica: Ross, could you come and help me with the spaghetti, please?
Rachel: Ross, c'mon, please. Can we just get out of here, before somebody else gets hurt?
Ross: No-o-o! (Rachel gives him a Please? look.) No way!
Ross: Please. This is so your fault.
Phoebe: (stops) Please! Please! Please! Please! Oh please! Please! Please! Frank and Alice asked me to baby sit the triplets and Im nervous cause Ive never done that before by myself!
Rachel: Oh please, theyve been going out a week. They havent even slept together yet, I mean, thats not serious.
Phoebe: All right, wait just one more second. Hi, it's Phoebe and Rachel's. Please leave a message, thanks!
Rachel: Oh, God! Please, somebody say something.
Rachel: Oh, please, you wanted to get caught. (Waves the receipt)
Rachel: Ross, please, trust me. I buy 30 fashion magazines a month. Now, I don't know who's running for president or who that... NATO guy is, but I do know that you have to get as far away as you can from that hat.
Rachel: Ill be right there! (to Ross) Okay, Ross, please come on! I thought we have moved on! I thought weve gotten to a place where we could be happy for each other! I mean was that just me?
MNCA: Please.
Rachel: (interrupting him) No-no-no-no-no Ross! Please, come on we do not have any of the big stuff we need! We do not a changing table! We do not have a crib! We do not have a diaper service!
Phoebe: Please Rachel, I am not an idiot. (Runs off)
Ross: (deadpan) Please be kidding.
Joey: But uhm, we're getting rid of her, right? Rach, please tell me we’re getting rid of her.
ROSS: Please tell me you're joking.
Ross: Dad dad, please! As I was saying umm, Im Dr. Ross Geller. Uhh, and Im the best man. And uh, this marriage is doubly special for me umm, because not only is the groom my best friend but uh, the bride is my little sister. And, shes the greatest sister a guy could ask for. So if youd all please join me in raising a glass to the, the couple were here to celebrate. (Everyone does so.) To the Bings.
Monica: Oh, Joey, please tell me you're only donating your time.
Ross: Well, okay so, I dont have it all worked out quite yet. Just dont say anything to Rachel, please?
ROSS: Rach! Whoops! Rach, hey, open up, please!
Chandler: More coffee over here, please!
ROSS: C'mon, just tell me, please, please.
Lizzie: Please, let me do something.
Lady: Oh, sure. I’m showing it to someone else right now, but please, look around.
Rachel: Oh please, you inhale your food!
Director: Okay, everybody, we'd like to get this in one take, please. Let's roll it.. water's working (The shower starts).. and... action.
Chandler: Please God don't let it be Kung Pow Chicken.
Chandler: How do you feel about the, "I really did forgot the present, please forgive me" not fake out?
Monica: Dad, please dont pick your teeth out here! Alright, and if youre gonna put your feet up, why dont you sit on the-
Chandler: (ignoring him) Yes, Gunther, can I get two cups of chino, please?
Chandler: (To Rachel) Okay, will you just go help her change please!
Phoebe: Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!! Hey!!! (they all stop fighting, Chandler continues to dance.) Look what youre doing to Chandler!! (Chandler finally stops) (to Ross and Rachel) Yeah, look, we know this is really, really hard for you guys. Okay? (Ross starts to leave) You dont, all right you dont have to love each other, okay? You dont, you dont even have to like each other much right now. But please, you have to figure out a way to be around each other.
CHANDLER: Yes please.
Monica: Please ... if I win the lottery, you guys are not gonna leave me. Someone gave me a basket of mini-muffins last week and I couldn't get rid of you for 3 days!
Chandler: Would you tell her I let you win please?
Rachel: Well, if you see him, will you please tell him that Im looking for him and that this I am not gonna throw up!
Joanna: I seem to have had a slight office mishap. Could you please get the key off the back of the door for me.
RYAN: Can I please see your face?
Rachel: Oh, Ross, c'mon, please! Don't make this harder than it already is!
Ross: Look, this is a disaster! Can't I please just go?
Ross: Well, oh, Im sorry your car broke down Pheebs, but Im a little too busy with some of my real friends right now, but please call to let me know you got home safely okay?
MONICA: Please!
Rachel: No please, show me how I begged you!
PHOEBE: Please. [Ryan pulls the cork with his teeth and spits it into Phoebe's mits.]
Phoebe: I'm not. I'm praying. (looking up) Please let the Knicks win... Thank you Thor! (Mike is standing up) Where... where are you going?
Rachel: Oh please, I hate packing, its closer to work, and we do have fun. Although, Im really gonna miss living with you.
Rachel: Yeah, and could you please chop some up and just put it right there in the sauce?
Frank Sr.: Well Lilly, when you see Lilly would you give her that, that note? Because I wanted to talk to her at the memorial but, well I pictured her getting mad at me the way you got mad at me and I well, I chickened out. So, uh, I wrote her that note, would you give it to her please?
Chandler: Oh please, you are obsessed with babies and-and marriage and everything that's related to babies and-and marriage! I've got an idea, why don't we turn down the heat on this pressure cooker?!
Rachel: Can I please be there when you tell her? (Joey nods yes.)
Rachel: No! Joey please! Please dont! Please dont leave like this! Now come on, you cannot do this to a pregnant woman! (Starts to cry.)
Rachel: Ross, please, this is a hospital, ok? That actually means something here.
Guy: One more chance Ursula, please?
Phoebe: Oh please, somebody tell me I dont have to go to work today!
Monica: Would you please go?
Rachel: Oh, please tell me its not because Im going with Mark.
Rachel: Oh, please!Honey, just the fact that you want me here to support you, I'm...OH MY GOD!Is that Christian Sanders?He's so gorgeous!
Rachel: OK, alright, OK, um... then could you please, uh... just give him a message for me? Please? This is very important.
Rachel: Right. Was it the, "Please dont show me another picture of a trilobite vibe?"
Phoebe: Your welcome, oh please not the one with the turtles.
Rachel: (worried) Okay please, youre kidding right?! I wrote that one as a joke for you!
Monica: Okay ah, please dont freak out. Umm, but ah, theres a blue fingernail in one of the quiche cups, and theres no way to know which one.
Phoebe: Please!
Clerk: Six dollars, please.
Joey: Yeah! Well, well really it's three. Please. You're so good at it. I love you.
PHOE: Yeah, so I said, "OK, relax please," y'know, I mean, sex can be just about two people right there in the moment, y'know, it's, if he wants to see me again he can call and if not, that's fine too. So after a looooot of talking. . . I convinced him.
Joey: I should know that. Lets see, just one moment please. Umm, here we are, a Wicked Wango card determines whether you go higher or lower.
Ross: Oh-ho please. Ask her how?
Phoebe: Please, right now, no, every time I see him its like Is it on the lose? Is it watching me?
Rachel: No! Really, no, please, please, thats, thats okay.
Phoebe Sr: I realise I dont have any right to start get all parenty on you and everything now, but umm, (Sees that Phoebe isnt paying attention and is busy mimicking the puppy.) uhh Phoebe, would you please look at me and not the puppy, its very important.
Ross: Yeah, uh, except for the red sock, which is still red. I'm sorry, please don't be upset, it could happen to anyone.
Monica: Please!!
Sandy: What is it...? (Ross hesitates) Please...? (he tilts his head)
Monica: Joey, please come. It would mean so much to us.
Phoebe: Yes, please.
Joey: Yeah! All rightLook, I know sometimes itll be hard, okay? But, itll also be really really great. Please Rachel! I-I-I really want you to stay.
Monica: Oh, please.
PHOEBE: Can I please take these off? I swear I won't scratch.
Monica: Sit down. All right? Please, just listen to me. You are terrible at this! Okay? You are the worst ultimate fighter ever! Ever!!
Chandler: Please, please, please, don't be mad at me.
Monica: Please... honey, leave the details to me. Now I wanna make this day as special for you as I can. Now, ok, I was thinking that the harpist should wear white.
MONICA: Okay, one more, please. Come on, I'm gonna get it in this time, I will.
Chandler: (loud) Ken, please! No, I can�t, I can�t smoke. If I smoke, my wife would kill me.
Rachel: Would you excuse me, please? I'm trying to have a date here.