words in movies
Ross: Well certain other people take two hours to eat a bowl of soup!
Phoebe: It's okay. How's the soup?
[Scene: Monica and Chandler's, Chandler is reading Chicken Soup for the Soul as Monica enters.]
The Casting Director: Hmm, noodle soup.
Joey: Hmm, soup. (Pause.) I mean, noodle soup. I mean soup!
Joey: Yeah? Well look Ross, you don't have to. Okay? It's not your fault I suck. I mean what kind of an actor can't even say, "Hmm, noodle soup." (Nods his head in disgust.)
Ross: Are you saying your kid eats soup better than my kid?
Joey: Hmm, noodle soup.
The Casting Director: Okay, uh well, let's try one. Whenever you guys are ready. (Some dude puts down a couple bowls of soup in front of them.)
Joey: Well this is noodle soup and uh, I've been working with tomato. But that's okay, no problem. No problem. Hmm, noodle soup.
Monica: We'd be eating our soup right now.
Monica: (picking up the book) Chicken Soup for the Soul?
Monica: (gives her a look) Gee, I dont know Rach. Order up!! I got a Yentel soup, a James Beans, and a Howdy hold the Dowdy!
Joey: Man, Im starving! What the hell was I thinking at dinner?! "Do you want soup or salad?" Both! Always order both!
Gavin: Gavin! I brought you some soup.
Rachel: Yah, I�ll have the soup and the salmon.
Phoebe: (entering) Hi! It's me. And soup. (to Rachel) Hey, I just saw Josh, he looks so yummy in your leather jacket.
Phoebe: (to Monica) Here, now I don't eat chicken, so it's just noodle soup. And there's no chicken in the broth either, so it's really just... noodle water.
Ross: Yeah the dad and Ben eat soup and pretend to enjoy it.
(Monica sets the soup down and Phoebe picks it up and licks the rim.)
Joey: I mean what kind of an actor, what kind of an actor cant even say, "Hmm, noodle soup?"
Joey: Hmmm, soup! (Tries again.) Hmm soup! (Tries again, with a little caveman thrown in.) Hmm, soup!
The Casting Director: Y'know, that's-that's fine, but the line is, "Hmm, soup."
PHOEBE: Um, I'm gonna have a cup of the cucumber soup, and, um, take care.
Monica: (hands Chandler a bag) Chandler, here you go, got your traditional Thanksgiving feast, you got your tomato soup, your grilled cheese fixin's, and your family size bag of Funyuns.
Phoebe: I brought you alphabet soup.
Joey: No! No! I-I can do it one more time! See? Look! (Eats another spoonful) Hmm, noodle soup. Damnit! (Storms out.)
Chandler: Oh what is it honey, you need some tea? Some soup? (He gets up from the couch and goes into the bedroom to find Monica, still in the robe, lying seductively on the bed. Or at least shes trying too and as he enters the room, she takes the robe off on of her legs.) Oh-ohhhh!
Rachel: That was amazing. I can't even send back soup.