words in movies
Phoebe: Is that a problem?
Ross: Oh, yeah, that would be me, um, I have, I have a problem I-I tip way too much, way, way, too much, its a sickness really.
Pete: Wait, wait, wait, wait, thats-thats what youre worried about? If thats the problem, weve got no problem.
PHOE: Oohh, um, no, I don't think that's the problem. 'Cause we went, um, dancing the other night and the way he held me so close, and the way he was looking into my eyes I just like... definitely felt something.
PHOEBE: Look kibbles, bits. Oh God, alright, get the hell off my leg you yippity piece of crap. [Flings the dog off and jumps in the cab. The dog keeps jumping up to the window.] Ok, alright, we have a problem.
Phoebe: Wow, its like a dirty math problem.
Ross: Listen, if you ever have any problem with the ladies you know Ill help you out.
Rachel: Okay. (She tilts her head back and squeezes the eyedropper. The only problem is, it's not over her eye.)
Eric: No wait! Theres only a problem when I look at you. (Sits down on the couch.) Oh I got it! I got it. (Puts his hands to his eyes.)
Monica: Yeah. That-that was the problem.
ROSS: You, you know I, I don't, have a- have a problem with that.
Ross: Hey. So I uh, I didn't get that apartment. Some problem with my application.
Ross: But having a dove place the ring on your finger wouldve been no problem?
Ross: (on the phone) Hello? (Listens.) No she cant come to the phone right now. (Listens.) Oh, right no problem. Okay, bye-bye. (Hangs up.)
(They get inside and notice on small problem.)
Ross: Good! Me neither! So its not a problem. Were just two friends who happen to be roommates.
[Time Lapse, the babies are finally asleep. Good for Phoebe! The only problem is, Monicas apartment looks like a tornado, a hurricane, a swarm of locusts, fire, brimstone, hail, and giant man-eating, radioactive ants have torn the place apart. Needless to say, its messy enough to cause Monica to die of shock right away. Parents with small children know what Im talking about.]
Chandler: Great, because my shoes are giving me a little problem on the dance floor, can I borrow the boots from your costume?
Ross: Thats no problem.
Joey: Oh, c'mon, I mean, there's you, then there's Charlie, and it's like... (sighs) What the hell is my problem? OH! (He falls back on the bed)
Phoebe: Oh, did the little rich boy have a problem with the butler? Yes, mine's worse!
Joey: Well this is noodle soup and uh, I've been working with tomato. But that's okay, no problem. No problem. Hmm, noodle soup.
FBOB: I think you may have a drinking problem.
JOEY: Then I don't know what it is. What's the problem?
Rachel: It's the woman from the hospital admissions office. She says there's a problem with the form. Oh, god, oh god...
Chandler: You know, I may be way out on a limb here, but do you, do you, have a problem with Janice?
MRS. GREENE: Sweetheart, you obviously have a problem. You've chosen a boyfriend exactly like your father.
Chandler: Okay, no problem, just remember to wake us up before you go-go.
Joey: Oh! Hey right! Not a problem. (He starts taking off his clothes.) I totally understand. You need to yknow make sure I dont have any horrible scars or tattoos. Dont you worry; I have nothing to hide. (He drops his pants and stands back up and looks down.) So there you go, thats me. (We cut to a camera angle looking at the casting director and movie director through Joeys legs.) One hundred percent natural! (Suddenly, theres a thud as something falls off.) (Everyone is shocked.) I tell ya, that has never happened before.
Chandler: Oh no problem, maybe Ill play with my left hand.
Ross: Thanks for the help, problem solved. (Wipes his hands.)
JOEY: Yeah, there's just one thing that might be kind've a problem. See, I, uh, had to kiss this guy.
Rachel: Sure, you know what? Come on, well just tell them that there was like a problem with like the "engine".
Rachel: (interrupting) And thats Im so glad theres no problem.
Ross: I had a problem.
[Scene: The apartment in the listing, the guys are checking it out. There's one problem though, it's roughly the size of this computer screen. As they enter Joey lets out a whistle.]
Phoebe: Umm, well I had a similar problem when I lived in Prague.
Joey: Not a problem.
Ross: What kind of problem?
Monica: (getting up) All right, Im gonna go to work. Does anybody have a problem with that?
Joey: Oh yeah, no problem.
Chandler: Ah, y'see, perfect might be a problem. Had you said 'co-dependent', or 'self-destructive'...
Ross: Yeah, no problem. (Tries to turn it off.)
CHANDLER: Monica, will you stop? This is nuts. Do you know how long it's gonna be before you actually have to deal with this problem? I mean, you don't even have a boyfriend yet. Joey, she does not look fat.
The Casting Director: Is there a problem?
Caitlin: Oh, is there a problem?
Ross: No problem.
CHANDLER: Oh, I'm fine about my problem now, by the way.
Chandler: Is that a problem?
Ross: Eh, no problem.
Joey: (interrupting) Hey! Chef Geller! Yknow that little speech you made the other day? Well I got a problem with it!
Chandler: See that is the problem with invisible dentists.
Monica: The only problem!
Ross: Yeah-yeah I uh, I have a uh, a guy problem.
Rachel: (To Joey) No need!! Problem solved, we are powering through (At which point she grabs his hand and pulls him back to their apartment).
Chandler: Okay, a little problem. The key broke in the lock and I cant get in!
JOEY: [walks out of his room] Hey, this is ridiculous. I'll tell you what. After I get back from my neice's christening, I'll go down to the coffee house with you and we'll all have a nice cup of coffee alright. No problem, Joey's there.
Paul: So Ross, what your problem?
MONICA: They want me to do it, which is really cool, seeing as I've never catered before, and I really need the money, and this isn't a problem for you, is it?
Monica: Wow! Play that message for Emily and this whole problem goes away!
Phoebe: Well yeah, that and Chandlers problem.
Joey: Maybe thats the problem.
Joey: Okay, I know it sounds crazy, but I think it might work. Yknow? The only problem is, Carls acting is (Does the international hand symbol for so-so.)
Phoebe: It's, I mean, it's nothing, I'm fine. It's my friends. They-they have a liking problem with you. In that, um, they don't.
Ross: No, not a problem.
Monica: Yeah Joey shes Rachels got this really big work problem, and it is a head scratcher. Wow! (To Chandler) Yknow what, if were gonna make dinner were gonna have to leave. Yeah. (She and Chandler exit.)
Monica: Oh, okay. No problem.
Rachel: Umm, Im sorry. Do you-do you have a problem with me?
Joey: Sure, no problem. (Sees something.) OohHey, donuts!
Monica: Well then we still have a problem.
Joey: All right, uh, weve got a little bit of a problem here. These people are my friends; you cant treat them that way.
Ross: Yknow what? I-I-I I-I have had enough of this! Yknow, I-I-I care a great deal about your daughter and I have treated her with nothing but respect! So if-if youve got a problem with me, frankly
Monica: Uh I really dont know what to tell you Rach, I really dont. I mean, maybe Joey can help you out with your, with your big work problem.
Joey: (To Ross) Problem solved.
Ross: No problem.
Chandler: Hey listen, come on, Joey is having a problem! A little girl is beating him up.
Rachel: That is not a problem.
Ross: Okay, Im sorry, this is insane! I-I-Im not addicted to heroin, Im not gay, and there is no problem with my ability to consummate anything! Look, Ill consummate this marriage right here, right now!
[Scene: Central Perk, everyone but Phoebe are there reading. Rachel is sitting on the couch flanked by Ross and Monica. She suddenly stops reading and starts blinking her left eye as if it's bothering her. The problem is that Joey is on her left and thinks she's winking at him and winks back. Ross is watching this and isn't quite sure of what to make of it.]
Stu: No problem. So whos the party for?
Chandler: No problem roomie. (She turns around and hugs him.)
Rachel: Well, that shouldnt be a problem. I mean I work in fashion and all I meet are eligible straight men.
Rachel: So just bring it back downstairs, whats the problem?
Bob: I want to talk to that bastard, see what his problem is.
Monica: I know! Now look, theres only one problem though. Theres only room for one, so I guess one of you will have to stay at Joeys.
Rachel: Handling it? What do you mean, handling it? Theres nothing to handle. Now, maybe I would have a problem with this if it wasnt for me and Joshua. Yknow, theyre not gonna get married anyway!
Phoebe: Well, it's a problem for me, which means it's a problem for you 'cause I'm a cop. (Shows the badge.)
Phoebe: (on phone) 'Annie! Hi. Listen we got a problem with Joey Tribbiani, apparently he missed his audition. Who did you speak to in my office? Estelle, no, I don't know what I'm going to do with her. No. All right, so your husband leaves and burns down the apartment, the world does not stop.'
Monica: Is there a problem?
Rachel: I know I told you, its a really big problem.
Ross: (glaring at him) Yeah, thanks. (Joey nods no problem.)
Monica: Chandler, this is not our problem. We've got each other. That's all that matters.
Chandler: Is that a problem?
Monica: Yeah? The work problem?
Rachel: Oh, no problem. You can borrow it, by the way. (Puts her hand in the pocket) Here are your keys, hon. (She takes the keys out, sets them on the counter, and notices she also grabbed a receipt.)
Chandler: What problem did you tell him you had?
Rachel: Come on, its not a big deal! We stayed up all night coming up with a plan so that us dating will not be a problem.
Rachel: Ohh, honey no problem. Okay. (Gets up.)
Joey: (glaring at her) Is there a problem?
Joey: Look Rach, my parents bought this fridge just after I was born, okay? Now, I have never had a problem with it. Then you show up and it breaks! What does that tell ya?
Chandler: Come on! Gary's such a great guy! Whatever the problem is, you can work it out!
Ross: I'll do it. Hey, whatever you need me to do, I'm your man. (He starts to sit down on the bed. There's one problem though, he's about two feet to the left of it. Needless to say, he misses and falls on his butt.) (Looking up at Joey.) Whoa-oh-whoa! Are you, are you okay?