words in movies
Ross: You what? Wh what were you doing seeing her boobies?
Mr. Tribbiani: Oh, 'scuse me. So Ross, uh, how's the wife? (Ross whines and lays his head on Chandler's shoulder) Off there too, uh? Uh, Chandler, quick, say something funny!
Ross: Alright, alright. We're all adults here, there's only one way to resolve this. Since you saw her boobies, I think, uh, you're gonna have to show her your peepee.
Ross: Yeah.
Ross: What, so he was a little analytical. That's what he does, y'know? C'mon, he's not that bad.
(Cut to Chandler, Ross and Roger sitting at the table. Ross is upset)
Ross: Y'see, that's where you're wrong. Why would I marry her if I thought on any level thatthat she was a lesbian?
Ross: Why? Why would I why? Why? Why? Why?
Ross: That that's ridiculous! I don't feel guilty for her failures!
Ross: Nonono, thatthat's not what I was saying...
Ross: Hey, I married a lesbian to make you look good!
(He shuts the door and Ross and Monica fling cookies at it)
Ross: I dunno, there's just something about...
Ross: We're sorry, Pheebs, we're sorry.
Ross: So Joey, you okay?
Ross: Hey, I have a question. Well, actually, it's not so much a question as.. more of a general wondering... ment.
(Ross is still taking photos)
Joey: Good, good yeah, (Grabs the bags) maybe while were there, they can check your reflexes. (Joey opens the door and it hits Ross in the face with it.) (Makes quote marks.) "Oops."
Ross: Oh, oh, we did say wed stop by this little thing Joeys roommate is having.
Rachel: That is great. Hey, yknow who doesnt have to job hunt? Ross. He works at the university.
Ross: So how'd it go?
(Inside the apartment the phone rings.� Ross answers it.)
[Scene: The delivery room, Chandler, Frank, and Ross are with Phoebe.]
Ross: Hi roomie! (Hugs her and looks at Rachel.)
Ross: No, hey, I get that, okay, I get that big time. And Im happy for ya, but Im tired of having a relationship with your answering machine! Okay, I dont know what to do anymore.
Ross: Do you have a point?
Ross: You can live with me.
Ross: Oh, please...
[Scene: The Emergency Room, Ross is absent.]
Ross: What, uh... what juggling thing?
Monica: So wait, Rosss stuff is fine, but I have no memories because you wanted to keep the bottom two inches of your car away from water!!!
Ross: Its just I miss her so much.
Ross: Eh, her-her uncle already had planned on doing it. And yknow, we-we said our good-byes this morning, so
Rachel: (to Ross, who has wandered up) God, he's good.
Ross: Aww. Thank you, Aunt Phoebe.
Jill: Me go out with Ross?! No! God no! What would make you think that?
Ross: (showing the Playboy magazine to Gunther) Oh, hey, Gunther, check this out.
Ross: Nothing. Nothing nothing nothing.
Ross: You had a rough day, huh.. c'mere. (She sits down and Ross strokes her forehead.)
Ross: You're good.
Ross: When?
Ross: Please.
Ross: Right.
Ross: Hey, is Chandler here?
Ross: Uh-oh...
Ross: No, Im serious. You-you need to find out where she is, because if shes not where you are, then you can start to move past this.
Ross: Well, I gotta go. Bye. Bye, Rach.
Ross: Okay.
Ross: What code?
Ross: Hey.
Ross: Do they wait for me to do this?
Ross: Will you make the mashed potatoes with the lumps?
Ross: Oh...
Ross: Well... not in the same way...
(They kiss. Ross is watching them)
Ross: Why would I tell him?
Ross: I don't know. It's going to be weird not having a job for a while, but I, I definitely don't care about my sandwich.
Ross: Thank you. (She walks off) C'mon, Marcel, whaddya say you and I do a little mingling? (Marcel runs off) Alright, I'll, uh... catch up with you later.
Ross: Thanks, man, big help.
ROSS: This is so exciting, I haven't seen my monkey in almost a year.
Chandler: Look I'm very glad that you saved Ross from the car backfire, but y'know, it could've been a bullet and you y'know, you didn't try to save me!
Ross: Should we all expect Christmas gifts that can be stolen from your office?
(Ross sadly hangs up the phone, while Phoebe looks at him. Cut to Rachel at the gate. She gives her boarding pass to the gate attendant, and she goes onboard. The gate attendant closes the door and locks it.)
Ross: Oh, uh, Phoebe just started a...
Joey: I dunno what to say, Ross. Uh, it's a monkey.
Ross: That was good.
Ross: Just, just say what you feel.
ROSS: Let me hold him for a sec. There. (Ben stops crying) Huh? There we are.
Ross: Well y'know cause Rachel and I used to go out.
ROSS: Oh. How do you uh, ya know, keep it so neat?
Ross: Uh, if you guys don't mind, I'd like to take a moment, just me and him.
Ross: No! No, no, no, no, okay, it wasn't the swing's fault. It was my fault and kind of that (point to the kid that kicked him) kids fault. Who is still laughing. Nice.
Ross: No, but, it's, you know, it's just a funny image, you know, the two of you, in this restaurant, with... (laughs nervously)tzz-zzz, mmm.
Rachel: Yeah! (She puts on her coat and turns around and sees Ross is expecting her to help.) (Laughing.) Are you kiddin'?
Ross: You're kidding.
Ross: Wow!
Ross and Rachels Apartment
[Cut to inside the apartment, Rachel and Ross are entering.]
Ross: Whaddya see?
Ross: You mean that?
Ross: Yeah? How'd it go?
Ross: (entering) Okay, that's it. I cannot make this decision! It is too difficult, so I'm just gonna leave it entirely to the gods of fate. (He holds up and starts shaking a )
Rachel: You know what, we just say that she said it was 5 o'clock. We'll just act casual. We're not late, we're right on time. (When she finishes talking, a note is pushed from under Monica's and Chandler's door, into the hall. Ross picks it up and reads it out loud)
Ross: (Ross hugs his mom and dad)Hi. Mom. Dad.
Ross: Chandler-
Ross: (waves) Hello!
Ross: Ok, ok. I'm gonna come out to Long Island with you, I mean, you can't be alone right now.
Ross: (mocking Paolo) Blah blah blah, blah blah blah... blah blaaaaaah....
Ross: I know-
Ross: (stopping suddenly and getting up) Okay, I gotta go.
Ross: Whoa, whoa, whoa. You looked at her. You never look. You just answer, it's just a reflex. Do I look fat? Nooo! Is she prettier than I am? Noo! Does size matter?
Joey: I dont know Ross, not if youre gonna talk about how you gave up a career in basketball to become a paleontologist.
Ross: Okay, I'm scum, I'm scum.
Ross: Susan...
Carol: The sex of the baby, Ross.
Susan: Oh, hello Ross!
Joey: Absolutely. But, were gonna stop by the hospital just to be sure, okay? Ill page Ross on the way. Come on.
Joey: Ross! Ross! Ross, listen! Who are you kissing at midnight, huh? Rachel or Phoebe?
Ross: Thanks you guys. (Walks away happily and his parents smile.)
Ross: I dont know, I mean you were a lot bigger, I mean, stronger back then.
Ross: I am good. Okay! Okay! Uh, I got the pillow! I got the bag! You got the keys?
Ross: Do you have a minute? Id like to talk to you about something Im, Im really uncomfortable talking about.
Ross: Hi Pheebs!
Ross: My God.
Ross:(sympathetic yet...) Yeah, well...
Ross: We're shushing... because... we're trying to hear something. Listen. (everyone is silent) Don't you hear that?
Ross: The actress!
Ross: Thanks Rach.
Ross: No. No-no uh, he just, he just really freaked me out before.
Ross: Come on, two on one.
Ross: What, now?
ROSS: Come on up. I'm gonna get the rest of his stuff together. [walks in his room]
Ross: (entering) How's it going?
Ross: Okay. Um, how about these? (Holds out a pair)
Ross: Hey.