words in movies
PHOEBE: I'm sorry, I didn't know.
MONICA: Sandra, I am so sorry, I thought you were Rachel and we just weren't ready for you yet.
ROSS: I'm sorry. See that's the good thing about my job. All the dinosaurs on my table are already dead.
PHOEBE: Alright, I'm sorry but these people needed me. They work hard all week, it's Saturday night, they deserve to have a little fun. Go.
CHANDLER: [running out of his apartment after a girl] Ok, ok, you can be shirts and I'll be skins. I'll be skins. [sits down beside Rachel] Hey, how you holdin' up there, tiger? Oh, sorry, when my parents were getting divorced I got a lot of tigers. Got a lot of champs, chiefs, sports, I even got a governor.
CHANDLER: Sorry, we're on a major flan high.
Rachel: Ok, so sorry.
Joey: Sorry!
Rachel: OOH! God! Sorry!
CHANDLER: I'm sorry.� I, I told you I was in Tulsa because I wanted to spend the night with Monica and I, I didn't know . . .� I didn't think you'd understand.
Dana: Im sorry Chandler, yknow you are such a sweet guy and I, I dont want to hurt you. Oh, I wish there was something I can do to make you feel better.
Phoebe: Hi! Sorry, I'm late.
Mike: You never told me about that guy on your sweet sixteen. Oh, ugh. I'm sorry about that.
Mona: (entering, with her date) I am so sorry I spilled wine all over your shirt.
Laura: I don't know... Well, maybe I'm wrong... I'm sorry...
Joey: (entering) Hey! Hey Chandler look, I know youre mad, but I just want to say Im sorry. I-I was a total jerk. Completely o-over the line. Uh, I just I hate pulp! Yknow? I mean, yknow how Monica feels about low fat mayonnaise?
Rachel: And uh, yeah, I didnt really, I didnt want to say anything, but it kinda it just, it kinda kept coming back to me, and umm, remember we were in the casino and for some reason thought it would be funny to eat a lot of grapes. And uh, and I thought it would be funnier if we got married. So as a, as a compromise we decided first to get married, and then (Ross joins in) to eat a lot of grapes. So umm, sorry I got us into this mess.
Monica: Hey, you touch that and you will be sorry.
Joey: Sorry!
Phoebe and Rachel: So, so sorry.
Ross: How great is this? You are already comfortable enough to look through my stuff. Oh, I am sorry Michelle, that�smy roommate, Rachel.
Phoebe: Sorry. ..Y'know, those stupid soda people gave me seven thousand dollars for the thumb.
Rachel: Joey, Im really sorry that I lied to you. I was just trying to make things
RACHEL: Oh, I'm sorry, I guess I just bring it out in him.
Rachel: Ok well, well I'm really, I'm sorry about that Joey, but do you think that maybe on some level, you don't want to take off my bra?
Monica: I'm sorry, I'm just excited about being an aunt!
Ross: I dont know what to say, Im sorry. Though, youre not supposed to take these. (Points to the bone) Its like a million years old, we, we actually, we had people looking for that.
Joey: I'm not even sorry.
Waiter: Oh, I'm sorry sir, that was our last piece.
Phoebe: I'm sorry, did you say all man or old man?
Chandler: Im sorry youre here with me instead of Roger.
Phoebe: They went in together. So sorry.
(they all look confused and sorry for her)
Chandler: I know this is really hard and we're really sorry.
Joey: You know, I'm really sorry I wasn't more supportive before.
Rachel: (screams and grabs a potato masher to defend herself) Sorry. Im sorry.
Joey: I'm really sorry you guys.
Chandler: I am sorry, moment to make fun of that, please!
Missy: Sorry.
Janine: Well, Im sorry. I just thought Id try to make the place a little nicer.
Joey: (sympathetic) Oh, I'm so sorry. I don't know any Spanish words.
Phoebe: Oh, okay, I'm sorry, thank you for my azzz.
Ross: Rach, I'm so sorry.
Phoebe: Umm, I lost one of your earrings. I'm sorry! I am so, so sorry!
Chandler: I'm so sorry...
Ross: Sorry. (Rachel sits on her bed). You ok?
Rachel: Ok, ok, that's fine. Fine. Hey, I'm sorry about that spill before. (picks up the tip he leaves) Only $98.50 to go.
Casting assistant: I'm sorry, what's going on?
CHANDLER: OK, well that's the part where I'm a wank. But I was hoping we wouldn't focus on that. [Joey goes to his room and shuts the door] Hey, c'mon man, I said I was sorry like a hundred times, I promise I will never take it off my. . . [notices the bracelet is missing from his wrist] wrist. But if, if you want to stay in there and be mad, you know, you just uh, you stay in there. [he starts searching the room, lifting up the couch cushions]
Joey: (on cell phone) Im sorry I gotta cancel tonight baby
Robert: Jeez, thank you really that is so nice. But um, to be honest, I dont think I can wear these, theyre so tight, I feel like Im on display. Im sorry.
Monica: Oh, sorry!
Phoebe: Im sorry, Im justIm Im just not ready for a relationship right now.
Mr Zelner: But I'm sorry. There's nothing I can do... Ah, it's not true, there is... nothing I want to do.
Ross: I'm sorry I didn't catch.
Monica: I'm sorry. I'm sorry, Phoebe. It's just a little shorter than what we had discussed.
Monica: Uh oh yeah, she did. Uh, he did. (To Chandler) She? (To the waiter) Im-Im sorry Im new. I dont
Amy: Ugh, I'm sorry... Ella.
Phoebe: I'm sorry.
Joey: Oh thats terrible. Im-Im really sorry.
Rachel: Oh, Im sorry I spoiled youre evening.
Rachel: Im sorry, as I was saying the store number is wrong, and Im sorry but thats... (notices a fire that Rosss candle has started) Oh my God!!
Monica: Look, I know that I shouldve told them. I know I shouldnt care what they think. Im sorry.
Rachel: They're waiting for me, Ross. I can't do this right now, I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
Chandler: Sorry about the table, man.
Phoebe: Sorry Frank, I'm kinda in the middle of the last favor you asked me to do.
Rachel: I'm so sorry.
Mr. Geller: (pause) Sorry to bother you again, but could you pass my pamphlets back? (They do so.) Thank you.
Rachel: (starting to cry) Okay, Im sorry. (Runs out still carrying the pizza box.)
Monica: Youre right. I mean Im sorry. Yeah, I shouldnt be laughing. I should be laying down papers for you! (Runs off laughing which gets Chandler laughing.)
Phoebe: Oh, Im sorry. Is that annoying? And speaking about being selfish in bed, hows Whitney?
PHOEBE: I'm sorry Monica but I knew if I told you, you'd get really, like, judgemental and you would not approve.
Susan: I thought they could...I'll try to get back as soon as I can. I'm sorry. (Ross realizes Kristin was expecting him to laugh, so he starts to laugh hysterically.)
Jim: Im sorry. Im staring. Its just that you have the most beautiful eyes.
PHOEBE: I'm sorry, Monica, I'm really happy you got promoted, but cold cucumber mush for thirty-something bucks? No! Rachel just had that, that, that salad, and, and Joey with his like teeny pizza! It's just...
Gate attendant #2: I'm sorry, you cannot go any further without a boarding pass.
Paul: And anyhow, Im sorry I was so harsh before, but you have to understand that I (pause) still look at Lizzie like shes a twelve-year-old girl.
Joey: Whoa-hey-oh! Sorry!
Rachel: Oops, sorry. Listen, we-we have to have a party tonight! Actually, we have to have one in five minutes, so everybody cancel your plans.
Phoebe: (writing frantically) You guys, Im sorry, could you please talk a little slower?
Phoebe: Yes! They called and you didn't get it! Okay, I mean you didn't get it, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
Rachel: Okay. Thank you! Thank you! BecauseI'm sorry, all right. Because y'know what? She didn't want menot important. The point is, I was right. Your decision. Okay? I was right. (She starts for the door.) (Stops) Your decision.
Ross: Oh, I'm sorry, no. He did ask me one. Uhm... How do you spell Mboscodictiosaur?
Phoebe: I-I'm sorry it wasn't one of those movies with, like, y'know, guns and bombs and, like, buses going really fast...
Ross: (looks disappointed in himself) Man... I... I'm sorry.
Phoebe: Im sorry, for the last time, why arent you two together again? (Silence from Ross.) No, I know. I know, because youre not in that place. Which would be fine, except you totally are.
Rachel: Im sorry your wife is gay. I guess women arent that great either.
Joey: Yeah. Sorry about that. (He walks away and knocks on the next door which is answered by a little girl.) Oh, hey little girl. Uhh, is-is your mommy, or sister, or babysitter by any chance a hot girl?
Monica: Oh, she was a cruel, cranky, old bitch! (Ross gives her a look) (to Ross) And Im sorry she died. Did Dad say I get the dollhouse?
Monica: Look , I'm sorry, guys, I just don't wanna give them any more ammunition than they already have.
The Museum Official: Yes. Were very popular. Theres a two-year waiting list. Sorry! (She kinda storms out with the couple.)
Ross: Well, you know what... I-I'm sorry I'm the only one who isn't in love with Gary Poppins out there... But I just... I can't... I can't go through with this.
Chandler: Sorry, I just cant sleep. Ooh! (Turns on the light and Monica groans.) Where is that book that you are reading with the two women who were ice-skating and wearing, wearing those hats with the flowers on it? Because every time I look at that cover Im like (Fake snores.)
Joey: Pheebs! Sorry!
Kathy: Im sorry. If you wanna pretend that nothing happened, I can try.
Rachel: (regretful) I'm sorry, too! (they look at each other sadly, then she recollects, and puts her hands over her eyes) OH GOD! I shouldn't have said anything!
Monica: When girls hang out, we dont have pillow fights in our underwear. (Chandler gets a hurt look on his face.) Im sorry. We do. We do. I dont know why I said that.
Charlie: (her mobile phone rings) Oh, I'm sorry. I'll take this. Excuse me. (she cuts herself off for a moment)
Rachel (to Steve): Look, you know what, I'm sorry, but did you really think that this was going well? (To Monica.) What's up?
Chandler: Look, I thought about it too, and I'm sorry. I think we should spend all of the money on the wedding.
Ross: (opens the door and to Whitney) Hi! Im sorry, but can you give me a second while I talk to this woman, who by the way did not spend the night.
Joey: I know I shouldve. (Makes quote marks again.) "Im sorry."
Rachel: Oh... Oh, I'm sorry! I'm not... I was just-I was just reading to Emma.
JOEY: Hey listen, I'm sorry about what happened. . .
Chandler: Oh, I'm sorry, then you're widowed?...Hopefully?
Monica: Oh, I'm sorry, mrs Hannigan.