words in movies
Janine: Well, Im sorry. I just thought Id try to make the place a little nicer.
Monica: You know what? This has been kind of a girlie day. Youre right, Im sorry.
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.
Rachel: Okay..Okay.. Look. Im sorry that I lied to you before. You were right. Ralph and I were an item but were not anymore.
Rachel: (Faking crying.) Yeah, he dumped me. He said, "Rachel, I cant do this. Even though you are a very, very, very beautiful women. I cant do this. Im married and Im sorry." And then I dont know why but he said, "and you will never get promoted. Especially not above Kim, who is an integral cog in the Ralph Lauren machine."
Joey: Im sorry but weve got to get rid of all this girlie stuff in here. I, uh, I got to be a man! Okay. The living room has to remain a guy place, okay? Thats just the way it has to be.
Joey: Oh, Im sorry. Did I get ya?
Rachel: Im sorry, I was just thinking youre day could still pick up.
Emily: Youre welcome. (She hugs him tightly and he winces.) Im sorry. Did I hurt you?
Rachel: I'm sorry. All right, I'll just stay in here this time. (Puts her head back.) Okay.
Janice: Oh, Im sorry honey, Im so, so, (nasally) haaaaa! Im so, so sorry, I just (nasally) haaaaaa! But I, oh what happened was, I-I-I cant breathe. Can you get me a bag, or something?
Rachel: Thats not her name! Im sorry, she just doesnt feel like an Isabella.
Rachel: Now, now the one in the feather boa, that's Dr. Francis. Now, she used to be a man. Okay, now look, see, there's Raven. We hate her. We're glad she's dying. Okay- (Marcel pushes down a cushion to reveal a shoe) Wh- wh- Marcel, are you playing with Monica's shoes? You know you're not supposed to pl- whoah. Marcel, did you poo in the shoe? (Takes the shoe into the kitchen) Marcel, bad monkey! Oh! Oh! (She notices the newsletter and taps the contents of the shoes onto it, then folds it shut) Sorry, Barry. Little engagement gift. I'm sure you didn't register for that. (She leaves the apartment holding the newsletter at arm's length. However, she leaves the door open. Marcel runs out in the opposite direction. There is a shot from the TV and Rachel runs back in) Who died? Who died? Roll him over! Oh, c'mon, roll him over! Oh...! Well, we know it wasn't Dexter, right Marcel? Because- (Looks down and notices he is missing) Marcel? Marc- (Notices the open door)
Rachel: You could.... say youre sorry to her mom.
Joey: Look Ross, I am so-so sorry. I-I-I
Eric: Sorry, I just saw Ursula. I had to give the engagement ring back.
Ross: Sorry. (To remedy that, Ross scoops the cinnamon off of the top with his hand.)
Phoebe: Yeah, I can see where Id be your best shot but, no. Im sorry, but I think its twisted.
Man: Oops, I'm sorry. Excuse me. Is this the umm, the memorial?
Monica: I gotcha. Sorry. (To Monica) So, did you ever make him throw up a whole anything?
Ross: (entering) Hey, uh, Im really, really sorry about what happened in the cafeteria today.
Monica: "Take me to the mansion in the sky-y". I am sorry, the song is over. Did you see me out there?
Frank Sr.: So would it, would it make you feel better if I said I was very, very sorry that I left?
Joey: (on phone) Well, so anyway Beth, what Im saying is I shouldve considered your feelings before I went home with you that night. Ive ah, Ive recently learned whats it like to be on your side of it, and Im sorry. So, do you think you can forgive me? (listens) Great. Thanks. Okay, bye. (He sits down and crosses out something, and dials the phone again.) Hello, Jennifer? (listens) Oh hi, Mrs. Loreo, is Jennifer there? (listens) Oh, shes not home huh? (listens) Well ah, actually I kinda need to talk to you too.
KEVIN: All right. It's no big deal. BILL: So, she has a boyfriend. What is your situation? RACHEL: Oh, well, it's complicated. I don't actually have a boyfriend.� But um. . . BILL: Then, can I have your number? RACHEL: (pause) I'm sorry, no. BILL: Okay. (They start to walk away.) RACHEL: Oh sure.� (She pulls a business card from her purse and writes on it.) PHOEBE: (Reading the card.) Oh my God, you're giving your real number. BILL: Okay, thanks. I'll give you a call later tonight. RACHEL: Great. BILL: Bye PHOEBE: Bye. (The guys leave.) Wow. So, that's great. You, Bill, Ross, and Emma are going to be so happy together. What were you thinking?
Monica: Well, um, because mainly, um, they dont like you. Im sorry.
Monica: (Entering from her bedroom, talking on the phone) Yeah, once again, I am sorry. Thank you. Bye. (To the gang) I just had to turn down a job catering a funeral for sixty people.
Monica: Yknow what? Youre right, Im sorry. Actually you were a big help tonight. Yeah, and thanks for putting my grandmother in the cab and making sure she got to the hotel safely.
Ross: Im sorry you lost your money, but I won it fair and square.
CHANDLER: Alright, that's it. Look Joey, I'm sorry, I realize this is the role of a lifetime for ya, and if I could just fire Joseph, I would, but unfortunately that's not possible so I'm gonna have to let both of you go.
Rachel: I dont know, Im sorry, I always slept in the back when we drove up here.
Phoebe: Oh yeah, okay. I'm uptight. Yeah, that's why I don't want to watch a middle aged guy dance around in what I can only assume is a child halloween costume! (turns to look at Monica and Rachel who look like they feel very sorry for the stripper)
Ross: Im sorry Im late, did I miss anything?
ROSS: I'm sorry, my pie was, was in your hood. Now I just have to get the coffee out of that guy's pants and I'll be back in the hospital by 7. [swats at an imaginary insect by his head, guy leaves promptly]
Rachel: Ohh, okay, Im sorry. Youre right. Yknow what? We absolutely can stay married, because I was under the impression that the boxes were far away from each other. All right, look, just please, take a moment here and think about what youre asking of me.
Rachel: Yes, we are very sorry to tell you this, but you, Phoebe, are flaky.
Mr. Zelner: If I in any way implied that I wanted to buy your baby I am sorry. Okay? Last week when I asked you when your due date was uh, I certainly did not mean that I felt that I was due your baby. Yeah, I want to be very clear that I understand that its your baby, and it is not mine to purchase.
Monica: Oh, honey, I'm sorry.
RACH: Hi, I'm sorry, I need to borrow your phone for just one minute.
Monica: All right guys stop it. Rachel, were very sorry that is a very insensitive thing for us to do. And yknow what? Let us make it up to you, we have two really great guys for you.
Phoebe: Sorry Jill.
Rachel: Oh, I am so sorry.
Monica: God, I'm sorry! I'll go back and get it!
Monica: Well, I'm sorry, but Chandler and I could really use a weekend away. You know, to reconnect... emotionally.
(They start the routine. However hard I try, I really cannot describe it. You will have to watch it. Im sorry.)
Joey: Well usually...yeah! Well, not just lemonade, iced tea, sometimes juice. Well, sorry, I just, I thought you liked me. Im such a jerk.
Rachel: Joey, Joey I am so sorry.
Rachel: Hi! I just want to apologize. Im really sorry I was a baby.
ROSS: Oh, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry. Sorry. Sorry! Hey! Hey! I got my s's back! Which we can celebrate later. Celebrate.
Ross: Were sorry.
Jill: (entering) Sorry Im late, whats up?
Ross: Hey Im sorry to do this to you again but uh, is there any way you can look after Ben for a little bit? I-Ive got this meeting at school. And-and he-he asked for his uh, Fun Aunt Rachel, so
Charlie: (glances over Ross' shoulder) Sorry, looks like it's just him.
Rachel: Oh, Im sorry. Ross Tillman.
Ross: (in his British accent) Im sorry, Ive got plans with my sister.
Rachel: Oh Im sorry mummys so sorry go back to sleep go back to sleep. Shh. Shhh! Go back to sleep
Receptionist: Sorry.
Phoebe Sr: Oh no, I-Im sorry, I guess we lost track of everybody after high school.
Chandler: Okay, I went over to Ross' apartment to bring back Clunkers. Yknow, for you, and (Clears his throat) I left the door open and she must have gotten out and I looked everywhere, all over the apartment, including the roof, which FYI Ross, one of your neighbors, growing weed. I couldn't find him, and I am so, so, so, sorry. But I do know where we could all go ease the pain. (Points up and then over to the street)
Monica: Oh God. I'm so sorry.
Rachel: I know. Im sorry.
Rachel: Oh, Joey! Sorry!
Monica: I'm sorry, I think that you just misunderstood her.
Dana: Ohh, Im sorry.
Ross: Oh, sorry. Well, look, maybe I can help you with it.
Joey: Oh, Im sorry. Thank you Chandler.
Monica: Ooh! I'm sorry! I think, I THINK, that may have missed the table!
Phoebe: Yes. Yes! Fine! I am someone! You want me to say it? I have doubts! (Pause) I'm sorry! (Puts her head down.)
Chandler: Sorry, the first guy runs the lips.
Rachel: I'm sorry, what?
Mike: I'm sorry too. And just to be clear, I didn't hit his mother with a car.
Phoebe: I'm sorry you guys but, you know, Mike's got his brother and his friends from school so... you know, you were-you were... if it helps you, you were next in line, you just-you just missed the cut.
Gunther: Im sorry. Was I not supposed to?
Guy: I'm sorry you had to do this by yourself.
Monica: I have no moves. (He moves in to kiss her and she laughs and backs away.) Okay, whatcha doin there?! (Giggles.) Oh yknow what? Im sorry, this is just too weird.
Rachel: And the chicken pooped in her lap. Oh, I'm so sorry. I just gave away the ending, didn't I? Oh! It's just, I just heard this story in the cab, and it is all I can think about.
Chandler: Yeah, well, sorry doesnt bring back the little piggy that cried all the way home! I hate this stupid day! And everything about it! I'll see you later.
Ross: (calls Julie back) Hi? Sorry, we got disconnected... (Walks away.)
Monica: (grabs a bag of those Styrofoam peanuts) Ill be coordinator! Oh my God! Im so sorry, I didnt get you anything! Okay, look everybody has to help! Okay? You can help, cant you Phoebe?
Ross: Yeah, um, I don't know if you noticed, but he had a lot to drink, and you know how he gets when he's drun..uh... (He has caught sight of Joey scowling at him) I can't do this, I did it, it was me, I'm sorry, I kissed your mom.
(Now they kiss passionately... and then Ross enters with Emma. They freeze, pull away and look at Ross who looks like he just can't believe what he's seeing. Joey straightens his shirt, and Rachel says I'm so-oo sorry, and presses her breasts together, just like Joey did before.)
Joey: You are? Ross, I'm sorry..
Rachel: OK, sorry to break up this party, but I've got resumes to fax before work tomorrow... (gets up to leave)
All: Yeah! Yeah, sort of. Im sorry.
Monica: Really, Rachel, I was thinking of you the whole time. Look, I'm sorry, all right. I never meant for you to find out!
Rachel: Oh my God, Im so sorry.
Mike: I'm sorry, really, I'm so embarrassed. Really, I'm a pretty nice guy. Just ask my parole officer...Apparently I'm not a funny guy.
RYAN: I'm sorry, but I can't say.
ROSS: I just wanna thank you for being there for me today. And I'm sorry I,I almost broke your hand.
Ticket Agent: Im sorry, all our first class seats are taken. That couple got the last two.
Richard: Well Im sorry.
EDDIE: Well that's uh, that's a good point. Um ok, well, uh, I guess I got the wrong apartment then. I, I'm, look, I'm, ya know, I'm sorry, I'm terriably sorry.
Rachel: What? Oh, I'm sorry, I can't, I'm busy.
PHOEBE: Listen, sorry about your death, that really sucks.
Phoebe: Oh Joey, Im so sorry. You want some of my breakfast?
Rachel: Im sorry, sweetie. (shows her the flyer)
Joey: I am so sorry man.
Rachel: (chasing after him) Oh, wait! Sorry, Mr. Paul? Mr. Paul?
Phoebe: Im sorry, Im with a client right now.
Rachel: No! Sorry, I just thought you were somebody else. Hi!
Ross: Hi. Sorry Im late. Wheres, wheres Carol?
Rachel: Phoebe, hi, we�re so sorry. You�re totally right. We are here one hundred per cent and we love you and we are ready to start your birthday celebration.
Ross: (coming out of the kitchen with a cup of coffee, almost running into Tommy) Oh-ho, whoa! Sorry, Tommy. I almost spilled this hot coffee on you.
Ticket Counter Attendant: Im sorry sir, I dont understand.
Rachel: Ohh, sorry.
Phoebe: Or maybe he-he was writing to tell her that-that hes changed his name, yknow? Tell Monica Im sorry.