words in movies
Joey: (speaking aloud) Please, I was trying to be nice, you're the worst one!
Rachel: Oh, Joey, come on! Please, please! Let me come, I will behave, I promise! I will behave! Please, please, please...
Monica: Please... Chandler is the love of my life... (At which point a man in leather pants walks by)... oooh leather pants! Have Mercy! (Follows the man in the leather)
Rachel: Please, what about you and Chandler?
Ross: (deadpan) Please be kidding.
MNCA: Please.
Ross: Well, okay so, I dont have it all worked out quite yet. Just dont say anything to Rachel, please?
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.
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.
Monica: Oh, Joey, please tell me you're only donating your time.
Joey: But uhm, we're getting rid of her, right? Rach, please tell me we’re getting rid of her.
Rachel: Oh please, you inhale your food!
Lady: Oh, sure. I’m showing it to someone else right now, but please, look around.
Chandler: Please God don't let it be Kung Pow Chicken.
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.
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: 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?
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: (To Rachel) Okay, will you just go help her change please!
Chandler: Would you tell her I let you win please?
Chandler: How do you feel about the, "I really did forgot the present, please forgive me" not fake out?
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!
RYAN: Can I please see your face?
Joanna: I seem to have had a slight office mishap. Could you please get the key off the back of the door for me.
Ross: Look, this is a disaster! Can't I please just go?
Rachel: Oh, Ross, c'mon, please! Don't make this harder than it already is!
Rachel: Ross, please, this is a hospital, ok? That actually means something here.
MONICA: Please!
Rachel: Oh please, I hate packing, its closer to work, and we do have fun. Although, Im really gonna miss living with you.
Rachel: Can I please be there when you tell her? (Joey nods yes.)
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?!
Guy: One more chance Ursula, please?
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?
PHOEBE: Please. [Ryan pulls the cork with his teeth and spits it into Phoebe's mits.]
Rachel: No please, show me how I begged you!
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?
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?
Rachel: Yeah, and could you please chop some up and just put it right there in the sauce?
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.)
Phoebe: Oh please, somebody tell me I dont have to go to work today!
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: Oh, please tell me its not because Im going with Mark.
Rachel: (worried) Okay please, youre kidding right?! I wrote that one as a joke for you!
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.
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.
Clerk: Six dollars, please.
Monica: Would you please go?
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.
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.
Joey: Yeah! Well, well really it's three. Please. You're so good at it. I love you.
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?
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.
Phoebe: Please!
Rachel: No! Really, no, please, please, thats, thats okay.
Monica: Please!!
Sandy: What is it...? (Ross hesitates) Please...? (he tilts his head)
Phoebe: Yes, please.
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.
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: 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: Joey, please come. It would mean so much to us.
Monica: Oh, please.
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: 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.
PHOEBE: Can I please take these off? I swear I won't scratch.
Rachel: (She drops the brush) Y'know what? I cannot do this with my left hand! Would you please, help me with this too?
Chandler: Nobody is opening anything ok? Look, I dont know about you guys, but I wanna see the look on Monicas face when I give her my present, and Im sure she wants to see the look on my face when I get mine. So please, please, can we just, can we put them back?
Chandler: (in a mournful voice) Please, come in.
Joey: Please, c'mon, you're the smartest person I know and I really like this girl, ok, I don't wanna lose her.
Phoebe: Oh please, you are not gonna ditch again like you did with London.
Phoebe: Oh down please. (The guy tries to reach the button, but cant.) I-I hate to be a ball buster can I just do it? (She pushes the button.)
Ross: We are having a baby together, but were not involved. (The cashier, a very beautiful woman, looks confused) I mean, uh we-we were seeing each other a while ago, but then we were just friends. And then there was one drunken night. (Rachel looks at him angrily) Or, yes stranger, wed like this delivered please.
Rachel: Monica, please?
Joey: No-no hey buddy, please let me dance with that girl, I really like her and I think I have a shot.
Joey: Oh man. Please tell me one of 'em is Ma.
Kathy: Oh please!
Phoebe: I love you too. (they hug) Please don't... Don't turn into... you know... French bitch! (they hug again)
Isabella: (to Gunther) Um, coffee to go, please.
Pete: One meal! Thats all Im asking for. Please? We go out, we eat, and if you dont have a good time, I give you ten grand, we call it even.
Rachel: Gunther, Gunther, please, Ive worked here for two and a half years, I know the empty trays go over there. (points to the counter.)
Ross: Gunther! Gunther. Gunther, please tell me you didnt say anything to Rachel about me and the girl from the Xerox place.
Monica: Oh please, he didnt hear it! He didnt hear it!!
Rachel: No-no-no! No-no-no! Please Ross, I cant! I cant do it! (Starts to freak out.) Its just gonna freak me out!!!
Monica: Please, could you just try it for me? Come on, I used all my best stuff! I-I-I lit some candles. I put on some music. I used bath salts, plus bubble bath! And got you this little plastic Navy ship. So its a boy bath!
Rachel: Oh please, what do you know! You married a lesbian!
Ross: Marcel, c'mere, c'mere. (He sits down and Marcel jumps down and sits beside him) Well buddy, this is it. There's just a coupla things I want to say. I'm really gonna miss you, and I'm never gonna forget about you. You've been more than just a pet to me, you've been more like a be- (Marcel climbs down and starts humping his leg) Okay, Marcel, please, could you leave my leg alone? Could you just stop humping me for two seconds?! Marcel, would- okay, just take him away. Just take him.
Monica: Four, please. (Ross looks at her) Im really nervous. (Ross gives her the four dogs) Thank you. (she grabs four buns, and heads back inside)
EDDIE: Makes me feel um, peaceful, heh-heh, please.
Monica: Oh my God, he's gonna do it now. Please, I cannot watch this, let's go.
Mr. Waltham: In a moment, please, Im in the middle of a task. And you have a customer.
Monica: Please, have some!
Phoebe: Oh okay. Umm, all right. (Picks up the phone and starts reading from the script.) Hi, this is Phoebe from Empire Office Supplies, can I speak to your supply manager please?