words in movies
Rachel: No, there's a party. There's a party. But the power, that is still up for grabs. You follow me?
Phoebe: (awed) You have the power to do that?
Rachel: (looking thoughtful) Ok, that's true. That's true, we can do this. You're right, you're right, we can do this. We're just gonna power through!
Phoebe: And-and a power tie?
Ross: All right here. Watch me execute the three Ps of championship play. Power. (swings the racquet) Precision. (swings the racquet.) and penache. (does a backswing and hits Sarah whos started up the stairs, knocking her down, they both watch in horror.)
(They all cross they're arms like the Power Rangers do)
(She starts pushing the power button on the remote, but it's not facing the TV so it doesn't work.)
Phoebe: You could get arrested, right now! (Flashes the badge and they glare at her.) All right, yeah, I gotta take it back. I'm totally drunk with power. (She heads for the door just as Joey enters.)
Joey: Hey! Dont you hang up on me! Ill marry you and me right now! I have the power!
[Scene: ATM vestibule, the power has come back on.]
Joey: Listen, the next time you talk to him, can you ask him which one the strongest Power Ranger is?
Monica: (Putting down her phone) Well, the club lost it's power.
Phoebe: Oh No, I did that for someone once and I'm not comfortable having that kind of power and control over someone's life.
RACHEL: Yeah you like totally let him wash his feet in the pool of your inner power.
Monica: Y'know in a weird way, you have too much power. Look, youre gonna have to help me out here, cause I only have three.
Rachel: Mmm-hmmm. Oh, so typical. Ooo, I'm a man. Ooo, I have a penis. Ooo, I have to win money to exert my power over women. (hands over her money)
Chandler: Will power? I�ve watch home movies of you eating ding-dongs (?) without taking the tin foil off.
PHOEBE: Oh yes. Oh and, the part about how they're always like drinking from out pool of inner power, but God forbid we should take a sip.
Monica: So what? Don�t you have any will power?
Monica: (into phone) Pants and a sweater? Why, mom? Who am I gonna meet in a blackout? Power company guys? Eligible looters? Could we talk about this later? OK. (hangs up)
Phoebe: (singing) New York City has no power, and the milk is getting sour. But to me it is not scary, 'cause I stay away from dairy.... la la la, la la, la la... (she writes the lyrics down)
Joey: Yes ma'am, ready to Power through!
Joey: Power saw kinda got away from me there.