words in movies
Janine: No no no no, its potpourri. Youre supposed to smell it. (Joey takes a big whiff of the potpourri.)
Monica: Now are drawers will smell nice and we didnt waste these pantyhose.
Ross: (Putting the bread up to his nose.) Ohh, I just like the smell. (Sniffing it.) Mmmm.
Monica: What do I smell? (sniffs him) I smell smoke. Huh�did you smoke?
Mike: and you don't have to worry about glue sniffing with me. although I do smell the occasional magic marker, yeah ah anyway I just think I can make you happy.
Monica: Yeah. Run ten blocks, thatll help the smell.
(Rachel opens the trash chute, winces at the smell, and throws the garbage bag in. She then tries to throw the pizza box in, but since its so big she jams it into the opening and it prevents the door from closing. She then turns around too see Mr. Treeger watching her.)
Matt: Yeah, shes trying to waft the smell across the hall to get us to come hang out in her new place, and were sitting there eating pizza and I think it was you (Points to Lisa) that said
Chandler: I think you smell great! (He sniffs her shoulder.)
Rachel: Well no, I dont smell anything.
Rachel: Oh no, I'm good, I don't wanna get that turkey smell all over my hands.
JOEY: No, but with this new car smell, you'll think you do.
Danny: I had to cut my hair to get rid of the uh, fogger smell.
Monica: Hey! You smell like perfume and cigarettes.
Monica: I don't, I just, I just like the smell of them. So, uh, what are you really doing here Dad?
Ross: Here we come, walkin' down thethis doesn't smell like Mom's.
Phoebe: Ok. Oh good, I'm dating a Russian cab driver. (to the shop assistant). Seriously does anyone buy this? I smell like beets!
Joey: Ooh, you smell great tonight. What're you wearing?
Eric: Yeah. (They hug.) Maybe its for the best. You smell just like her.
PHOEBE: OK, I smell smoke. Maybe that's 'cause someone's pants are on fire.
Chandler: Do I smell essential oils?
ROSS: Number six: the way you smell.
JOEY: You wanna smell him?
Joey: Hey Rach, do you smell smoke?
Phoebe: Okay, just tell me this, did you or did you not smell her hair?
Monica: Chandler! I have to tell you, you smell so smokey I have to get up. I'm not kidding. (She's not; she stands and walks away. Chandler moves closer.)
Monica: Did you just smell my hair?
Joey: What kind of smell?
Chandler: (to the others) You hear that? You may not be with your families, but at least it's gonna smell like ham in here.
Ross: No, I tried that. She says it has a weird smell.
Ross: The gas is odorless, but they add the smell so you know when there's a leak.
Joey: Okay, and ah, this one here is a Douglas Fir, now its a little more money, but you get a nicer smell.
[He closes the door and walks over to get something from the fridge. He starts to smell something and turns around to see Phoebes dollhouse smoking. He runs over and takes off the roof to reveal that the dollhouse fire.]
Rachel: What? (Joey starts offering Ross some turkey.) Oh yknow what? Can we please keep the chicken and the turkey and everything on the other side of the table? The smell is just yuck!
Joey: No-no-no, Im serious. You dont smell it? Somethings on fire.
(Phoebe grimaces at the smell.)
Rachel: No well, no it's not that bad, y'know? I mean yeah, my tongue feels a little fuzzy and these fingers sort of smell, I actually feel like I can throw up.
Cheryl: Okay, um, don't take this the wrong way, but your place kinda has a weird smell.
(He goes over and opens the door to reveal Monica holding a plate of cookies and a fan to blow the smell across the hall.)
Phoebe: God! Ooh! What is that smell? Its coming from the bathroom. Ooh! (She goes to the bathroom.)
Joey: Did I say you could smell it?!
Chandler: I can't smell your sandwich?
Phoebe: Ooh, what do I smell?
Ross: (to Caitlin) Hey uh, y'know that smell gas has?
Joey: Well uh, I wanted to have a few beers, but uh, I got rid of those because Rachel couldnt stand the smell of them. But I have thrown back a lot of orange juice with calcium though. And uh, its a couple weeks past its expiration date, so its got a bit of a kick.
Rachel: I'm doing just fine! God, Tiffany, you smell so great!
Joey: Hey Monica its Joey. Listen uh, Phoebe and I smell gas comin from your apartment.
Phoebe: I can smell it a little, bake the pie.
Monica: Are you saying I smell bad?
JOEY: Oh, yeah. He's got that great baby smell. Get a whiff of his head.
Monica: Does that smell bother you?
All: (they all recoil from the smell emanating from him) Oh! God! Wow!
Chandler: (thinking) All right, this isnt so bad. I like the flower smell! Which is okay, because Ive got my boat.
Joey: Yeah, or you can teach him a lesson. Y'know? What you could do is you could rub something that really smells on your butt, all right? Then, when he goes to smack ya, his hand will smell. (thinking aloud) Now what could you rub on your butt that would smell bad?
Phoebe: What else do they add smell too?
Phoebe: Whats that smell?
CHANDLER: For a minute there I thought you were actually tryin' to smell something.
Rachel: Well-well that's 'cause I went down there and they were all smoking. This is actually the smell of success.
Phoebe: Yknow? Ooh, you can almost smell the opium.
Monica: Phoebe, that's how it starts. I don't need to eat the cake, I'll just smell the icing... why don't I just eat a little sliver, or, okay, just a slice or two. And next thing you know, you're 210 pounds and you get wedged in going down the tunnel slide. Phoebe, honey, I know this is hard. Look, if you talk to him, you're going to wanna see him. And if you see him, you're going to want to get back together with him. I know that's not what you want. (pause) Give me your phone.
Monica: I cant believe it! What is it? Is it the rubbing or the smell?
Pete: Yeah. Monica, I want you there in the front row when I win. I want you close enough to smell the blood. What do you think?
Phoebe: What do I smell?
Phoebe: What do I smell?
Phoebe: What do I smell?
Phoebe: What do I smell?
Phoebe: What the smell from Joeys? No, I can hardly smell it over here.
Marsha: He's out banging other women over the head with a club, while she sits at home trying to get the mastodon smell out of the carpet!
Joey: No! No, you smell like a meadow. (Pause.) I'm sorry. (Runs to the bathroom.)
Chandler: Pheebs, wake up and smell the restraining order.
Chandler: Uch, do you think, Monica is gonna be able smell it?
Amanda: (To Phoebe) Smell my neck! (Phoebe does so) It's not perfume! It's me! It's my natural scent!
Chandler: Cheese, its smelly. You must smell a lot of the time too.
JOEY: (sniffing the air and then Monica.)� Why do I smell men's cologne?
David: Do you smell beets?
Chandler: (getting in) Okay, something to cover the smell � Oven cleaner! (sprays himself, reads label) Unscented!
Phoebe: Well this doesnt even smell like opium.
Joey: Half the taste is in the smell! You-you're sucking up all the tastiness!
Monica: Okay, Mike and Joey, get in position. Chandler, come with me. (they walk off, Ross looks down to Chappy, who he's holding and he gets a whiff of the dog's smell. He is clearly disgusted by it.)
Tommy: Ooh, I dont know. Probably the smell of freshly cut grass.
Lorraine: She's checking the coats. Joey, I'm gonna go wash the cab smell off my hands. Will you get me a white Zinfandel, and a glass of red for Janice.
Monica: No, Chandlers still in Phase One, and Joeys that thing you smell.
Phoebe: No, I know, this way when I go to the party later Mike will know I am over him cause I'm gonna smell like another guy. (to the shop assistant) Yeah.
Chandler: (leans in and takes a sniff of Joey's sandwich) Wow! That sandwich really does smell good.
Joey: No, but with this new car smell, you'll think you do.
Rachel: (offers her arm to Mindy and she sniffs) Smell familiar?
Lorraine: She's checking the coats. Joey, I'm gonna go wash the cab smell off my hands. Will you get me a white Zinfandel, and a glass of red for Janice.
Joey: God, I just, I hate her! I hate her!! With her, Oh, Im so talented. and Oh, Im so pretty, and Ooh, I smell so good.
Chandler: The only superpower you have is a slightly heightened sense of smell. (Hands him the jacket and walks away.)
Joshua: They-they-they can smell fear.
Rachel: Ok, great, because I gotta get out of here, the smell of beets is killing me!