words in movies
PHOEBE: Hey Rach, wanna hear the new song I'm thinkin' of singing this afternoon? I wrote it this morning in the shower.
RACH: Thank you. OK. [dials] [to Michael] Machine. Just waiting for the beep.
Joey: All right, Im sorry. Rach IRach Im sorry. Okay? Im sorry! Maybe I can make up for it by, taking you roughly in the barn. (Giggles.)
ROSS: No, Rach, come on. Rach! Rach, no, no! She's not Rachel, she is, she is not, Ra--Rachel?
Joey: Chandler... hey... (he goes towards his room but he stops near Emma's cot) Rach... what's Hugsy doin' in the crib with Emma? (he looks puzzled)
Ross: Marcel. Bring me the rice, c'mon. Bring me the rice, c'mon. Good boy. Good boy. C'mere, gimme the rice. (Marcel brings the rice) Thank you, good boy. Well, I see he's finally mastered the difference between 'bring me the' and 'pee in the'. (Rachel ignores him) 'Bring me the' and- Rach?
Monica: (Poking her head in) Rach? Can I talk to for just a minute? I-I dropped some socks.
Monica: Rach, did you check the machine?
Ross: Look, look, theres got to be a way we can work past this. Okay, (takes a hold of one of her arms.) I cant imagine, I cant imagine my life without you. (Both of them are starting to cry.) Without, without these arms, and your face, and this heart. Your good heart Rach, (drops to his knees and hugs her around her waist) and, and....
Ross: Come on Rach, you cant even eat alone in a restaurant.
RACH: [near tears] No, you don't, Ross. Imagine the worst things you think about yourself. Now, how would you feel if the one person that you trusted the most in the world not only thinks them too, but actually uses them as reasons not to be with you.
Monica: (running over to stop Rachel) Hey Rach, the tampons here are only a penny. Lets stock up. (takes her into the bathroom)
Monica: I had to go with the odds Rach.
ROSS: Hey, Rach, you know what? I think, I think I know what'll make you feel better. How 'bout you make a list about me. RACHEL: Wha... forget it Ross, no, I am not gonna stand here and make a list of. . . ROSS: C'mon Rachel. RACHEL: OK, you're whiney, you are, you're obsessive, you are insecure, you're, you're gutless, you know, you don't ever, you don't just sort of seize the day, you know. You like me for what, a year, you didn't do anything about it. And, uh, oh, you wear too much of that gel in your hair. ROSS: See there, you uhh, alright, ya, you did what I said. RACHEL: Yeah, and you know what? You're right, I do feel better, thank you Ross. [she walks off and Ross puts his hand to his hair] [Scene: Back at Phoebe's. She is on the phone] PHOEBE: Yeah, um, in Albany, can I have the number of Frank Buffay. . . OK, um, in Ithica. . . alright, um, Saratoga. . . Oneonta. Alright, you know what, you shouldn't call youself information. [hangs up] [Phoebe's grandmother enters] GRANDMOTHER: Hey. PHOEBE: Hello grandma, if that is in fact your real name. GRANDMOTHER: C'mon now Phoe, don't still be mad at me. How's it going? PHOEBE: Well, not so good. Upstate's pretty big, he's pretty small, you do the math. GRANDMOTHER: Well, I think you're better off without him. Oh honey, I know he's your daddy but, but to me he's still the irresponsible creep who knocked up your mom and stole her Gremlin. PHOEBE: No I just, just wanted to know who he was, ya know. GRANDMOTHER: I know. OK, I wasn't completely honest with you when I told you that, uh, I didn't know exactly where he lived. PHOEBE: Whattaya mean? GRANDMOTHER: He lives at 74 Laurel Drive in Middletown. If you hit the Dairy Queen, you've gone too far. You can take my cab. PHOEBE: Wow. Thank you. GRANDMOTHER: Now, remember, nobody else drives that cab. PHOEBE: Uh-huh, got it. Ooh, I'm gonna see my dad. Wish me luck, Grandpa! [blows a kiss to a picture of Einstein]
RACH: All right, you know what? This isn't funny anymore. There's something about me on that piece of paper and I want to see it.
Ross: (interrupting) No, Rach, no. I dont, I dont, I dont have to think about it, in fact, Ive decided, Ive decided that, that it.......does.
RACH: No, Phoebs. I'm dating Russ.
Joey: (frustrated) Ahh! There's gotta be a way. I mean, you know, if Monica and Chandler move out here and now Phoebe is married to Mike. That just leaves me and Ross and Rach, you know what I mean?
Joey: Okay look Rach, I know this is a lot. You dont have to say anything. You-you uh, you take as much time as you need. (Long pause as Rachel says nothing.) Okay, you gotta say something!
RACH: Oh, no, Michael, it's not you. I'm sorry, it's just, it's this thing. It's probably not as bad as it sounds but this friend of mine is, is getting a cat with his girlfriend.
Chandler: Oh I used too, but then Joey thought it would be fun to go to Central Park and hit rocks at bigger rocks. (He starts to leave and stops an entering Rachel.) Hey Rach, do you have a tennis racquet?
Phoebe: Hey oh, Rach wait! Do you want to go to a movie tonight?
RACH: She is not Rachem. What the hell's a Rachem? Is that some stupid paleontology word that I wouldn't know because I'm just a waitress.
Ross: Rach, did you proofread these?
ROSS: Ohh. . . Thanks Rach, goodnight. [goes back in apartment]
Joey: No-no-no! No-no wait Rach, you know what would even be more fun? Telling them.
RACH: Hey Phoebs, how'd it go with Scott last night?
Monica: Come on Rach, when a guy says hes going to call, it doesnt mean hes going to call. Hasnt it ever happened to you?
RACH: I don't know. Whatever I was feeling, I'm... not.
Ross: (on machine) "Hi Rach, are you there? It's me, pick up. Rachel. Rach!"
ROSS: When, when were you... under me? Rach. Rachel do you, I mean, were you, uh. . . What?
RACH: And I'm in it? Then let me read it.
RACH: I don't know. Who would I have to sleep with?
Phoebe: (running after her) Rach, its gonna be okay! (To Ross and Joey) You guys are the best!
ROSS: No, that, that was, I mean, as opposed to uh, the uh, ok. Is this over yet Rach?
Joey: Rach, youre killin us here, will ya serve the dessert already? Those drunken dancers are waiting!
Joey: Hey Rach listen, no matter what this guy says I want you to know youre not gonna be alone in this.
Chandler: Hey, Rach, can I get...
Ross: Rach, have you never done this before?
Joey: Rach! Hey! Its fine! Youre at Joeys!
Ross: Oh my God! Our daughter's a genius! Rach, this means...
Ross: No Rach! Come on! No-no! Yeah, Im sure we wont get arrested for this.
Monica: Hey Rach, come on! We're gonna be late for the eye doctor appointment!
Joey: Uh, hey, Rach let me ask you something. Uh, I was just over there talking to Monica and Chandler, boy they are really tight.
Monica: Rach, Phoebe hates Pottery Barn.
Joey: More embarrassing than shiny raspberry lip balm?! (Rachel just looks at him.) I didnt say raspberry before did I? All right just-just tell me Rach, just tell me!
RACH: Yeah... I, uhh... I have a... I have a date.
RACH: Hey, I was doin' great before I found out about you. You think it's easy for me to see you with Julie?
Ross: Well, I gotta go. Bye. Bye, Rach.
RACH: Closure, that's what it is. Closure. [she looks around the restaurant, spotting a guy with a cellular phone] Hello, excuse me. Excuse me, hel. . . woo [she almost falls out of her chair]
RACH: That's just great. [she picks up her champagne and starts drinking]
Monica: Yeah. Rach, are you thinking you're gonna make it to Vail?
Ross: Rach, I-I cant tell you how-how much that means to me! Ohh Wait a minute. Wait a minute. You-you hated the name Ruth! Why-why would you change your mind? Unless, you know were never going to have to use it. You did see the folder. You know its a boy!
Monica: Rach, here's your mail.
Ross: This is fun. Hey Rach, remember that whole "We were on a break thing?" Well, I'm sorry, will you marry me? (Laughs--whines as he sees that no one is laughing. They're just staring at him in shock.)
Ross: Thanks Rach.
Monica: Easy Rach, we'll find it. (To all) Won't we!
Ross: Rach, what uh, what are you doing here?
Monica (on phone): Hey, Rach, how's it going?
Joey: (sitting up again) I'm telling you, Rach, Charlie is not right for me!
Monica: Rach, come see who's out here!
Monica: Aww, thank you. (Notices something.) Uh Rach?
Chandler: Hey Rach!
Phoebe: Umm, hey Rach, can I ask you something?
Ross: I have been down in your store for twenty minutes trying to get a tie! What do I have to do to get some service?! (turns to Rachel) Hi Rach. (He's puts his hand on her shoulder and she knocks it away.)
Monica: Sorry, Rach.
ROSS: Rach, come on, look, I know how you must feel.
RACH: Oh, right, clink. [downs her glass]
RACH: Maybe it was just the kind of story where you have to be there.
Chandler: Rach, Rach, we gotta settle.
Ross: Uh, Rach, we're running low on resumes over here.
Phoebe: (Walks up with her guitar) Hey Rach.
RACH: Oh my God. Oh my God Ross, no, hang up the phone, give me the phone Ross, give me the phone, give me the phone, give me the. . . [jumps the couch and lands on Ross's back, finally getting the phone from him. Ross has a confused expression on his face.]
Ross: Rach, you cant look fat in an x-ray.
MONICA: Rach, get the heat. [Rachel holds up her hand with wet fingernail polish] Ross, could you turn the heat down please?
Ross: (seeing her) Rach!
Ross: Oh Rach thats great. Thats great. (They hug and Joey breathes a sigh of relief.)
Ross: Hey, Rach, can I get some coffee?
RACH: Together.
Phoebe: Oh, I don't wanna choose! It's (Rachel is walking by). Oh okay, wait. Rach! Listen I have a very special bridesmaid task for you today.
Ross: That's all right, Rach, we got the bags. Hi, hello. Julie, this is my sister Monica. This is Chandler. Phoebe. Joey, what up?
JULIE: See you later Rach.
Ross: Yeah, kinda. Its this woman from work. I hope that wont be too weird. Will it, Rach?
RACH: So, how was the party?
RACH: Together?
RACH: Yes! Thank you.
RACH: Yeah, what, so? You had feelings for me first.
RACH: Oh, you're not having fun, are you?
RACH: Ohh, ohh.
RACH: Chandler told me.
RACH: OK, OK.
RACH: Wait, so, you're going?
RACH: Good. [Ross leaves]
RACH: Hi.
RACH: Oh, that's um, interesting.
RACH: [hurt] What?
RACH: Both of you?
Ross: And confused. Rach, sweetie, I-I um I didnt propose to you.
RACH: It was unbelievable!
RACH: Ross kissed me.
RACH: What's that? What? I saw my name. What is it?