words in movies
Rachel: Return them?! Shh! Theyre gonna hear you!
Rachel: Oh Im sorry mummys so sorry go back to sleep go back to sleep. Shh. Shhh! Go back to sleep
Lisa: Okay, shh yeah. Cause its not silly.
Chandler: I was not and oh God, shh!
Joey: I dont get it! It was in my room all night! And if she didnt take it, and I didnt take it; and you (Chandler) didnt take it, then who did? (The duck quacks.) Shh! Were trying to think! (Ross and Chandler realise it at the same moment and stare at Joey, who doesnt get it. After a short pause, with the duck still quacking, Joey figures it out and starts pointing at the duck.)
Phoebe: No-No! You need your sleep. Night-night! Shh! (She closes the partition.)
Ross: Oh, shhh, shh. Magic is about to happen.
Monica: (to Chandler) Shh!! (On phone) Wait, what?
PHOEBE: Shh. In a minute, I'm gonna create a diversion. When I do, walk quickly to the door and don't look back.
Chandler: Shh! (To the guy behind the counter) Nice to see you again. (They tries to walk past him.)
Rachel: Everybody? Shh, shhh. Uhhh... Central Perk is proud to present the music of Miss Phoebe Buffay.
Richard: Its okay! Shh! Hey. Hey. (Hugs her) Shhhh.
JOEY: Shh, OK, here I come, here I come. See I'm comin' to fix the copier, I can't get to the copier, I'm thinkin' what do I do, what do I do. . . so I just watch 'em have sex. And then I say, wait, here's my line, [Joey from TV] you know that's bad fo r the paper tray.
Joey: Shh. He did it. He told her off, and not just about the kiss, about everything.
Phoebe: Shh! Get me out of here.
Rachel: Shh!
Phoebe: (interrupts her, to Monica) Shh, wait and see. Maybe we will, maybe we won't.
Ross: (grabs her) Shh! Shh! Shh!
Chandler: Shh! It is a family name!
Frank Sr.: Shh! (Whispers) No! Joe Hill!
Joey: Shh, OK, here I come, here I come. See I'm comin' to fix the copier, I can't get to the copier, I'm thinkin' what do I do, what do I do so I just watch 'em have sex. And then I say, wait, here's my line, (Joey from TV) you know that's bad for the paper tray.
Joey: Shh. Shh. Dont try to talk, well get you up to your room, well soak your feet, youll be okay.
Rachel: Shh.. Go back to sleep. I have to go home.
Ross: Shh! (Laughs then composes himself) Of course, why dont we go inside?
ROSS: Shh. Do you want cran-apple or cran-grape?
Phoebe: Shh! Doogie, shh! Doesn't anybody understand that I'm gonna be having babies soon? Huh? Go! Go little boy, go!
Phoebe: Shh! Nothing works with this child! (Hands her back.)
Ross: Shh! (singing) Here we come, walkin' down the street, get the funniest looks from, everyone we meet. Hey, hey! (to Carol) Hey, uh, did you just feel that?