words in movies
Announcer: Knicks fans, please turn your attention to the big screen on the score board. Someone has a special question to ask. (on the screen there’s written ‘Julie, will you marry me?’ and goes on to show a guy kneeling down in front of a girl holding out a ring to her)
Joey: But uhm, we're getting rid of her, right? Rach, please tell me we’re getting rid of her.
Ross: (Back to Emma) Hi! (Looks at her) What... (Moves the stroller away from him so he can get a better look at her. He looks at her confused. Finally he realizes the difference and gasps). Please tell me those are clip-ons.
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?
Announcer: Knicks fans, please turn your attention to the big screen on the scoreboard. Someone has a special question to ask.
Mike: But please, let's just forget the whole thing.
Rachel: Yes! And please tell her to bring a cake!
Rachel: Oh please
Monica: Oh please, you just want more blue pins.
Ross: Pretty please? Not very uh, 007.
Chandler: Please, dont take away my cool thing. Please?! Pretty please?!
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!
Ross: Yeah, would you please consider moving here? I mean you were gonna move here anyway, why can't you just do that?
Policeman: Your license please.
Waitress: (to the woman) $4.50 please.
Monica: Can we have our drinks please?! WaiterUh, tress!
Chandler: (putting his hands up) Take whatever you want, just please dont hurt me.
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.
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.
Joey: Please, just-just, just go and talk to Rachel.
Ross: Rachel, please
Rachel: Oh please. (He does so.)
Phoebe: But Monica, he loves his job so much! Can you just give him another chance? Please?
Chandler: Just for a few seconds, so I can know what it is... Please?
Joey's Hand Twin: Please, please take him too. (Motions to Joey.)
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: Chandler please!
Rachel: Oh now daddy, stay calm. Please.
Monica: Please! I feel so bad! Just watch the hot woman get naked!
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.
Ross: Rachel please! That is so inappropriate!
Joey: One pregnant woman at a time, please! I just want you to be okay.
Ross: Okay, can we just sign please?
The Woman: (exasperatedly) Yes! Yes! Please, just give it to me!
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.)
Joey: He's right, man. Please. Move on. Go to China. Eat Chinese food.
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...
Parker: 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.)
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!
Rachel: Okay, dont listen to him. Please?
Ross: (fakes a laugh) Please start drinking! (exits)
Joanna: Rachel, please, dont make a scene.
Rachel: Please, make sure she comes. Its really important to me, I mean its my mom!
Phoebe: Oh, please!
Ross: Come on, who are we kidding? Im doody. Please? Shes watchin.
Chandler: You just said Of course youre my best friend. Would you please tell Rachel though?
Rachel: Oh yeah! Yeah please, you guys have fun.
Chandler: (to the Maitre d') Hi, could we get two burritos to go, please? (Laughs.)
Agency guy: Please, make yourself comfortable and I will back in a moment with Erica.
Joey: Please!
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)
Man: Could you press up too please?
Ross: Please take your time, its an important decision. Not like, say, I know! deciding to marry someone, this is about a muffin.
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!
Monica: Okay! It's time for dinner. Everyone we're using our fancy china.. um and its very expensive so please be careful.
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!
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.
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: (stopping him) Okay! Okay! Okay. Im sorry. Please, please, you were in Western Europe and?
Ross: please don't cry because of me pheebs I don't know what I'm talking about, I've been divorced three times.
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?
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!
Ross: (sarcastic) Oh please, cant I come to your special, magical cabin?
Ross: Rach you did not leave the water running. Please, just pull yourself together, okay?
Rachel: (to Ross) Could you please get her attention?
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.
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!
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?
Ross: (forcing the door open) Come on, Rachel, come on! Talk to me! Please!!
Dennis Phillips: Oh my God! No-no-no! Please! Please! Dont-dont-dont!
Monica: Hello? (Listens) Oh yes, one minute please. (To Phoebe) Its for you. Its the fire inspector.
Gavin: Hi! Gavin! Please to meet you. It was my idea to stand there.
Phoebe: Please, dont play the music. Just uh one more. LIVE FROM NEW YORK! ITS SATURDAY NIGHT!!
Monica: I'm gonna leave some cards here. Please think of us for you next event.
Monica: Chandler, please dont think I was trying to pressure you. Phoebe and Rachel
Rachel: (whispering and begging) Please? (Ross makes a "whatever" gesture) YES! Sandy you're hired.
Amanda: Okay, well, my cell phone number is right here on the counter, please help yourself to anything in the fridge.
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..
Joey: Come on, please, it'll be just this one more, well actually it's two.
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.)
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!
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.
Rachel, Chandler and Monica: Please, just do it!
Chandler: Please, one ridiculous problem at a time!
Monica: Oh please! Why else would you have made out with Ross?!
Monica: Oh..please!I-I welcome criticism.
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
Joey: (speaking aloud) Please, I was trying to be nice, you're the worst one!
Monica: Please? Please?! We just don't want to deal with telling everyone, okay? Just promise you won't tell.