words in movies
Mr. Geller: Which means you had seven years of beach fun and you cant put a price on that sweetie.
Joey: Hey-hey, youre startin to sound like the butchers wife there in-in chapter seven.
Teacher: Let's get started. Five, six, a-five six seven eight...
Ticket Agent: The last minute fare on this ticket is twenty seven hundred dollars.
Phoebe: Ok, so... 1800 minus twelve is... one thousand, seven hundred and...
Ross: Okay, hey, that's okay with me. Two down and I have exactly twelve minutes.... Wha, my watch stopped. My watch. (shows Chandler) Okay, see, the, the dinosaur tail isn't going around any more. (grabs Chandler's watch) What time is it? It's 7:33, I have seven minutes. I have seven minutes!!
Ross: Yay! And that takes what? Just six or seven minutes.
Rachel: So I'll bring her by around seven? Is that okay?
Joey: He's right, enough, already. What is the big deal about today? So you slept with her for the first time, so what? You slept with her for seven years after that.
Monica: Why? It's just that I've waited seven years for an opportunity like this, and you can't even wait four and a half minutes for a stupid onion tartlet?
Chandler: And, I want you to remember that I gave you twenty (counts his money) seven dollars. No strings attached. Now, if you can't remember that, I think we should write it downlet's write it down!
Joey: Seven hundred bucks!
Ross: All right! (Checking his watch) Yes!! From home to the hospital in under seven minutes! We did it!!
Rachel: Well, I gotta get up early and its almost seven oclock.
Teacher: And we're dancing. A-five, six, seven, eight...
Ross: Funny, my birthday was seven months ago.
Monica: You know everything!! Oh wait, double or nothing. I bet you the baby is over seven pounds. (Phoebe isnt interested.) I bet you it has hair. (Shes still not interested.) I bet you its a girl.
Joey: Whos seven?
Phoebe: But no, because a doctor wont be able to help him, its just gonna yknow naturally pass through his system in like seven years.
Monica: Mail call, Rachel Green, bunk seven.
Joey: Alright, come on you guys, it's not that big a deal. Really... I mean, I just go down there every other day and... make my contribution to the project. Hey, hey, but at the end of two weeks, I get seven hundred dollars.
Chandler: (shocked) There are seven?!
Phoebe: (shouting as he leaves) If you never smoke again I'll give you seven thousand dollars!
Chandler: Seven times!
Phoebe: Oh absolutely. Shall we say, around seven?
Chandler: Well, I can't believe I've been here almost seven seconds and you haven't asked me how my date went.
Director: Alright were back! Ten seconds left here we go! Ten! Nine! Eight! Seven! (He continues to count as we hear Joey think)
Danny: Oh, hey Rach! I thought we said seven?
Ross: Yeah I know. (Pause) On the other hand in um, in about seven months youre gonna have something that youre gonna love more than any guy youve ever gone out with. Just wait. Wait until uh, wait until the first time your baby grabs your finger. You have no idea.
Monica: Okay, all right, how's this? 27. Italian-American guy. He's an actor, born in Queens. Wow, big family, seven sisters, and he's the only....boy. (they all turn and look at Joey) Oh my God, under personal comments: 'New York Knicks, rule!'
Monica: Yeah and if I had seven, maybe I wouldve said something like this, "Wow! My boyfriends such a wise assseven!"
Chandler: So... Oklahoma is a crazy place. You know, they call it the Sooner state. Frankly I'd sooner be in any other state. (Monica looks at Phoebe, who also doesn't know what to say.) And what's with Oklahoma having a pan handle? Can all states have stuff like that? Hey yeah, I'm from the waistband, Wyoming. But when I was seven, we headed over to the crotch.
Joey: Who loses fifty seven coin tosses in a row? Head she wins, tails I lose. (he stops and starts realizing something) Wait a minute...
JOEY: What? I have seven Catholic sisters. I've taken care of hundreds of kids. Come on, we wanna do it, don't we?
Chandler: We said seven!
Mr. Geller: Well, I dont know whats in the boxes down here, but I do know there are six or seven Easy Bake Ovens in the attic.
Rachel: And I still have about five seconds to spare. (kisses him) Okay, that was about seven seconds.
Phoebe: All right, the seven of us miss you.
Ross: Seven.
Joey: Dude, you just described seven days worth of stuff. Youve got to spread it out a little, you know. Havent you ever been unemployed?
Marc: Julies cervix is dilated a seven centimeters, thats about four fingers. The doctor let me feel it myself.
Monica: I have to be up in seven minutes.
Ross: Playpen?! Bens seven!
Monica: All right. The super couldnt figure out what it did. A $200 an hour electrician couldnt figure out what it did. Ive had seven pretty serious shocks. I officially give up.
Chandler: The only way that I said six would be if the sevens, let meet at seven, not at six.
Chandler: (shocked) There are seven?! (Points to one) Thats one?
Phoebe: (reading from her book) Mon (Pause as she restarts) Marcia and Chester are planning on seeing a movie on Sunday night. Marcia thinks theyre supposed to meet at six, Chester thinks its at seven.
Monica: Now everybody knows the basic erogenous zones. (She starts labelling them) You got one, two three, four (Chandler is shocked to find out theres more than three), five, six, and seven!
Phoebe: Your kid is seven?! (Ross nods, "Yes.") (To the rest) Hes really small. (To Ross) Please! Please get the tickets!
Rachel: That is seven days!
Monica and Ross: Seven.
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: Okay fine! Im a seven! All right, I have surprisingly small feet. But the rest of me is good, Ill show ya!
Chandler: So we thought we'd throw you little going away party around seven.
Rachel: (to Monica): Thank you. (to Ross): I saw your twenty-five, and I raise you... seven.
Phoebe: Sorry. ..Y'know, those stupid soda people gave me seven thousand dollars for the thumb.
Rachel: (Takes the phone) Oh! That's interesting, since she died seven years ago!!
Chandler: It's seven years ago. (he looks surprised) My time machine works!
Monica: Now everybody knows the basic erogenous zones. (She starts labelling them) You got one, two three, four (Chandler is shocked to find out theres more than three), five, six, and seven!
Ross: Seven years. I mean weve been together seven years, shes the only woman whos ever loved me, and the only woman Ive-Ive ever....
Ross: I'm just sayin' if dogs do experience jet lag, then, because of the whole um, seven dog years to one human year thing, then, when a dog flies from New York to Los Angeles, he doesn't just lose three hours, he loses like a week and a half.
Ross: Okay, but just the jacket. Double-oh and seven are not gettin in there.
Monica: Chandler! Hes seven; hes not stupid.
Chandler: Well, youre not gonna believe this, but if you have seven minutes
Melissa: You have been M.I.A for the past seven sorority newsletters, whats up with you?!
Phoebe: Stings son, seven years old and theres a picture.
Rachel: Well, does a good student drink seven beers during his first lesson?
Joey: What are you doing? I said seven! (Holds up six fingers.) (Realizes his mistake) Argh!!!
Rachel: Yeah, down from seven hundred, you are saving like two hundred bucks!
Chandler: Oh come on, by age seven kids have already seen orgies. (They both look at him.) Was it just me?!
Joey: I'll have you know that Gloria Tribbiani was a handsome woman in her day, alright? You think it's easy giving birth to seven children?
Phoebe: No! Seven rats! I think we should take them home, we need feed them.
Ross: Well, technically it seven billion years ago (Well, technically youd be able to see it for days, well nights; that is if you could see it with all of the bright lights of New York.)
Monica: A little tight? I could see double-oh and seven in those pants.
Mischa: (to Monica) And the vet said it was time. And so from half a world away, while my Mother held the phone to his ear, I said good bye to my dog,. In seven languages.
Ross: Nineteen Eighty Seven. The weekend you guys visited me at school.
Rachel: Um, seven e-e-eight, eight years. Wow.