words in movies
Rachel: Oh God... Okay. Alright. Alright. Okay. Ross, please don't hate me.
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!
Chandler: (to a waiter) Oh thats great! Right there! Can we get some of that over here please? (The waiter comes over) There we go.
Rachel: Ohh, okay, Im sorry. Youre right. Yknow what? We absolutely can stay married, because I was under the impression that the boxes were far away from each other. All right, look, just please, take a moment here and think about what youre asking of me.
Rachel: (starts to cry) Ross, please, I found the magazines!
Monica: Please tell me youre stopping now.
Rachel: Oh, honey, please, no, I can't get started with all that Ross stuff again. I mean, he's gonna screwed up for a looong time. And besides y'know, I don't, I don't go for guys right after they get divorced.
Rachel: No-no-no, no, honey please, Ive got, Ive just have so much to deal with.
Ross: Look, were down to just one point. Could we please, maybe just settle it after the wedding.
Rachel: Ohh please don't be from a real dinosaur! Please! Please! Please! Please! Please! Please! Please! Please! (She picks up the 2 pieces and looks at the stand.) Made in Mexico! Yes!! Ugh, who would buy this?! (Looks for a place to hide it and finds a wall sconce and drops the pieces into it and heads into the kitchen as the phone rings.)
Monica: Rachel, you are packed though right, I mean please tell me that youre packed.
Phoebe: Why dont you go up there and ask him to step lightly, please?
Phoebe: (laughing and banging her spoon on the table) Knock, knock, knock, knock, hi. Um, could you please tell Sergei that um, I was fascinated by what Boutros Boutros Gali said in the New York Times.
CHANDLER: Oh please, I saw the way you were checking out his mouldings. You want it.
Chandler: Would you please get some rest!
Rachel: Please! During that second time you couldn't have picked her out of a lineup!
MRS. GELLER: Oh please, a relationship.
Monica: No-no-no, that's a video-phone. But hey guys you're not supposed to be here, so please, do not touch anything.
Bank Officer: Okay, Ms. Lambert handles all our closures. (to a beautiful woman) Would you come over here please?
Past Life Phoebe: More bandages! More bandages! Please, can I get some more bandages in here! This man is dying(She is cut off by an exploding shell just outside the tent. When the smoke clears, she's missing an arm and the blood is pumping out like you'd see in a horror movie. And upon seeing her condition, she says ) Oh no.
Carol: Oh please God, let there be a song.
Rachel: Oh thats right! Im sorry! I-I am early! Finish! Please!!
MONICA: Please, when he left town you stayed in your pajamas for a month and I saw you eat a cheeseburger.
Ross: Yes. Yes! Please, come in.
Monica: No! No! I shouldnt have even opened these! I mean IJoey I am out of control!! Joey, you have to do me a favor. No matter what I say, no matter what I do, please do not let me open another present! Okay?
Monica: (to Phoebe) Please, just a little bit off the back.
Chandler: Please tell me you got the message!
Richard: Shes not here and please come in.
MONICA: Could you guys please try to keep it down, we're trying to start a Boggle tournament.
Phoebe: Please, I think you know why.
Chandler: Would you just please....give me the receipt cause this is great. Its top notch.
Ross: You do appear right on the cusp of something. Come on man, I'm sure he'll lose interest in a week or two, but for now can you please just do this for me?
Joey: (proud) I know, but, I made a huge mistake. I never should have broken up with her. Will you help me? Please?
Ross: (standing) Ok, gentlemen! Please! Aren't we a little old for this? I mean, we're scientists, right? We're academics. And most importantly I... you-you will have to catch us first. (he starts to run away with Charlie). GO, GO, GO! (the paleontologists starts chasing them)
Rachel: (on the phone) Mum, please!I know you love your new lips, but I can barely understand you! Would you, please, just let me say goodnight to my daughter?
Phoebe: Oh, okay. (Walks over to him.) Excuse me sir? Could you come with me please? You have a phone call.
Chandler: Come on Monica, its our Valentines Day. Please? Please-please, please?
Chandler: Tickets please! (Rachel hands over the tickets) Thats courtside baby!
Monica: Fair? Please dont even talk to me about fair! Fair wouldve been you wanting to marry me back then! Or fair wouldve been Chandler wanting to marry me now! Believe me, nothing about this is fair! Nothing! Nothing! Nothing! Nothing! Nothing! Nothing! Nothing! Nothing! Nothing! Nothing!
Monica: Thats right! You lose sucker!! (Pause) Please still marry me.
Rachel: No-no! Dont dance for me! Please? Dont! (She gets up to yell at her friends.) What is the matter with you guys?
Lorraine: (to waiter) Uh, can we have three chocolate mousses to go please?
Phoebe: Yeah, but if I do tell him, then hes gonna hate myself. I mean look at him and his Mom, I cant. (pause) But, you guys can, please you gotta talk him out of it.
Monica: So I made snacks. Please, just hang out okay? Im just gonna rest my eyes just a little bit.
Joey: (to Monica) Can I use your phone? (On phone) Yeah, the number for a Sidney Marks, please.
Rachel: I know! I know, she says its all mass-produced, nothing is authentic, and everyone winds up having the same stuff. (Ross looks at his table.) So come on, shes gonna be here any second! Can we please just cover this up with something?! Please?
The Woman: Please, cant you help me out?
Joey: Can we please turn this off?
The Doctor: (entering) (To the receptionist) Can I have the next one please? (Takes the form.) Joey and Tony Tribbiani. (Joey and Carl stand up.)
Rachel: Okay, hold on just a second. (She grabs a camera out of the desk and takes his picture.) Im sorry, its for human resources, everybody has to do it. Could you just stand up please?
Ross: Could ya just, could ya just lay off, please? All right? My life is an embarrassment! I should go live under somebodys stairs!
Ross: Emily that's ridiculous. Look, I'm-I'm moving for you, I'm cutting friends out of my life for you. Please, just get on the plane and come to New York. Okay, you'll see you're the only person I want to be with.
Monica: Please! I made this game what it is.
CHANDLER: Please tell me you know which one is our baby.
Monica: Oh please, you just want more blue pins.
MONICA: Rach, get the heat. [Rachel holds up her hand with wet fingernail polish] Ross, could you turn the heat down please?
Rachel: Yes! And please tell her to bring a cake!
Rachel: Oh please
Chandler: Yknow its funny I started it but, now its scary me. So could you come out here please?
PHOEBE: No no no, doggie please. Oh, I do so wanna love all animals, please no.
Ross: Pretty please? Not very uh, 007.
Chandler: Please, dont take away my cool thing. Please?! Pretty please?!
Ross: Yeah, would you please consider moving here? I mean you were gonna move here anyway, why can't you just do that?
Ross: Please don't take her away from me!
Rachel: Oh is it?! (She answers the cute guys phone.) Uhh, hello? (On her phone) Yes hi, is Rachel there? (On the other phone) Yes she is, just one moment please. (To Phoebe, holding out both phones.) Its for me!
Policeman: Your license please.
Waitress: (to the woman) $4.50 please.
Chandler: (putting his hands up) Take whatever you want, just please dont hurt me.
Monica: Can we have our drinks please?! WaiterUh, tress!
The Fireman: Please reattach this, its against the law to disconnect them.
Ross: Gunther! Gunther. Gunther, please tell me you didnt say anything to Rachel about me and the girl from the Xerox place.
Phoebe: We, you know, we’re different! We don’t care about having a huge party. (She picks up the veil) This is really nice for you, but, oh, please, I put this on? (she puts it on) And, ow, I look (she looks her reflex image on a toaster), why, well, radiant. (pause) All right, well, who cares, I don’t need a pretty veil and a fancy dress.
Ross: Rachel, please
Joey: Please, just-just, just go and talk to Rachel.
Chandler: Just for a few seconds, so I can know what it is... Please?
Phoebe: But Monica, he loves his job so much! Can you just give him another chance? Please?
Rachel: Oh please. (He does so.)
Rachel: Oh now daddy, stay calm. Please.
Joey's Hand Twin: Please, please take him too. (Motions to Joey.)
Monica: Chandler please!
Rachel: Please tell me youre not gonna dress up like a dinosaur.
Joey: I would say, "Woman, please!"
Airline Employee: Uh sir, may I see your tickets please?
Monica: Please! I feel so bad! Just watch the hot woman get naked!
Joey: One pregnant woman at a time, please! I just want you to be okay.
Chandler: Dont worry, Im brave! I am brave! I I am brave! (They get to the door and Monica goes to open it.) No-no-no-no!! (He stops her.) (Through the door.) Can you tell me who is there please?
Monica: Please, don't listen to Joey, okay. Would you look at him? He-hes obviously depressed. He's away from his family; he's spending Thanksgiving with strangers. What he needs right now is for you to be his friend.
Joey: He's right, man. Please. Move on. Go to China. Eat Chinese food.
Ross: Rachel please! That is so inappropriate!
The Woman: (exasperatedly) Yes! Yes! Please, just give it to me!
Ross: Okay, can we just sign please?
Chandler: (interrupting her just in time) Hey! Heres a dollar, consider it a deposit. Please sing at our wedding.
Rachel: Yes, please.
Hold Voice: Please, stay on the line. Your call is important to us.
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...
Rachel: Okay, dont listen to him. Please?
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.
Phoebe: Oh, please!