words in movies
Monica: Come here! Come here! (They hug.) Sweetie you dont have to worry. No, besides yknow what? Im gonna have a lot of new things with you. The first time we buy a house. Our first kid. Our first grandkid
Monica: Oh, Rachel, sweetie, look, here's a really cute picture of Joey and you at the reception.
Monica: Ohh! Ohhhh! Were you sleeping sweetie? Im sorry. Here. (Hands the mug of milk to him.)
Monica: See? Thats what I mean. I mean that, thats great! But I wouldnt trade in what I have for that. I mean Im gonna be with Chandler for the rest of my life, and thats what makes me happy. (Chandler approaches.) Hey sweetie, come here! Come sit down. Hey Phoebe and I were just talking about how our relationship is deep and meaningful. It really is dont you think?
Rachel: Okay sweetie, you can do it. Just open up and put it in your mouth.
Mrs. Geller: Well what is it? Come on sweetie, your like, freaking me out here.
Monica: No! No! No! No sweetie! No! Not like that! Were not at a barn dance. Youve gottayou wanna fold them like swans. Like I showed you at Christmas time, remember?
Monica: No sweetie, youve got to win over the guy that controls C.H.E.E.S.E.! Youve got to kiss some serious robot ass!
MRS. GELLER: Well sweetie, we have a surprise for you. We're turning your room into a gym.
MONICA: Hi sweetie, look before I forget, did I leave my diaphram at your place? Hi mom. [she starts throwing oranges at Ross who's looking pleased with himself]
Janice: I'll see you later, sweetie. Bye Joey.
Monica: Hey sweetie. Oh good. (Takes the baking dish from her.)
Ross: (answering the phone.) Hello. (Listens) Hi sweetie. (Listens.) Good. Look umm, yes I've been thinking about that thing that you wanted me to do and, I can do it. (Rachel gives him a thumbs up.) So will you come to New York? (Rachel wants to know what she said, and he gives her a thumbs up and she goes over and hugs him. All the time not knowing what's going on.)
Ross: Uh sweetie, maybe youd be more comfortable here? (Gets up from the green armchair.)
Monica: Feeling a little better sweetie?
Monica: Sweetie, you know I have no sense of humor when it comes to the wedding.
Her friend: I don't know sweetie.
Ross: Ooh hey, Emma, daddy has some presents for you okay? Okay? I want you to wait right here. Come here sweetie.
MONICA: Bye sweetie, (kisses him) I love you.
Ross: Sweetie, calm down, its gonna be okay.
Mr. Geller: Which means you had seven years of beach fun and you cant put a price on that sweetie.
Rachel: Oh, hi sweetie. (They kiss)
Phoebe: Of course you don't sweetie. You're brand new.
MRS GREEN: [laughing] You have some life here, sweetie.
Mr. Geller: Happy birthday, sweetie! Give us a hug! (Starts to get up.)
Monica: Oh my god, Emma. Oh, sweetie, I forgot you were here. Oh, you're right, we can't do this. We can't leave her alone.
ROSS: Sweetie, it's be gonna okay, all right. It's a wedding, generally people focus on the bride.
Ross: Sweetie, dont worry youll get picked. Chandler.
Dr. Green: I have no idea, I went to the bathroom. So sweetie, you were starting to tell me what is uh, what is new with you.
ROSS: OK sweetie, I'll see you later.
Joey: (placing Hugsy back in the crib) There you go sweetie... (to Emma) This isn't over.
Man: (entering, carrying a pillow) Hi sweetie!
Monica: Hey Joey, sweetie, taste this. (Holds out a spoon for him.)
Ross: And confused. Rach, sweetie, I-I um I didnt propose to you.
Monica: Ohh, sweetie! (Goes to comfort her.) Hey, I bet you anything that hes gonna call you again.
Mr. Geller: Well, the garage flooded sweetie and it ruined everything in your boxes. Im sorry.
Roger: What's wrong, sweetie?
Ross: Sweetie, you gotta relax. Everythings gonna be great, okay? Come on. Come on.
Julie: Oh, thanks, sweetie.
Monica: Sweetie, I wanted you to have him too.
Susan: Carol, Carol, sweetie. Cleansing breath.
Roger: But you tell it really well, sweetie.
Ross: Oh, please. Sweetie its hopeless, okay, Im just gonna go. (starts to leave rubbing his neck)
JANICE: Oh, sweetie, I'm sorry.
Monica: No, sweetie, I-I trust you.
Mrs. Green: No. Sweetie, youre gonna be fine. (Starts to get up.)
Monica: All right, sweetie that's fine. You didn't do it on purpose.
MONICA: Just waiting for you sweetie.
Ross: Look sweetie, I could be the bigger man, I could be the biggest man, I could be a big, huge, giant man, and it still wouldnt make any difference, except that I could pick your Father up and say Like me! Like me tiny doctor!
ROSS: Uh, sweetie we've gotta go.
Ross: Oh sweetie, when do you think youre going to get off tonight?
Rachel: Hi, sweetie!
Rachel: Its left sweetie, but thats okay sweetie, thats a tough one.
Ross: Bye sweetie.
Mrs. Geller: Sweetie, you think you can get in there?
MRS GREEN: Sweetie! So this is where you work? Oh, it's wonderful! Is it a living room? Is it a restaurant? Who can tell? But I guess that's the fun.
Monica: Chandler, listen to me sweetie, I know you can do this. Okay? You have a beautiful smile.
Janice: I just came up to say, "Hi!" Hi! (to Chandler) And you, sweetie, Ill see you tonight.
Ross: Chandler, I want you to run a post pattern to the left, okay. And sweetie..
Ross: Oh, come here sweetie, listen, youre gonna go on like a thousand interviews before you get a job. (she glares at him) Thats not how that was supposed to come out.
Roger: Geez, we're gonna be late, sweetie...
Rachel: Im sorry, sweetie. (shows her the flyer)
Monica: Are you okay, sweetie?
Ross: Sweetie, now I pick you.
Monica: Aw, Im sorry sweetie that she doesnt feel the same way.
Monica: Oh, sweetie. Oh, look at you. You're shivering.
MNCA: Alright, here you go, sweetie. [hands Fun Bobby his coffee]
Rachel: Hi sweetie!
Monica: Sweetie, we heard you crying. Please don't cry.
Monica: Honey, sweetie, by the edges.
Gary: (To Phoebe) Hi sweetie. (Kisses her.) Hi, can I talk to you for a second?
Chandler: Now sweetie, I know you dont like my office parties, but you can wear your new boots. See? Every cloud has a supple leather lining.
Monica: Oh, sweetie! (They all hug.)
Rachel: Okay. Okay fine, yknow what? We will let Ross and Joey decide. (Ross enters.) (In a sexy voice.) Hiiiii, Ross! Sweetie.
Phoebe: Oh, sweetie, oh. (hugs him)
Ross: Oh, oh, I'm, I'm, I'm sorry sweetie, I was just trying to ah, I'm dialing another number. (hangs up)
Monica: No, they gave us glasses with lipstick on them! I mean, if they didn't change the glasses, who knows what else they didn't change. (He glares at her.) Come on sweetie, I just want this weekend to be perfect, I mean we can change rooms, can't we?
Monica: Yeah, sweetie.
Monica: I dont know sweetie.
MRS GREEN: I mean, this is no offense to your dad, sweetie, but I was thinking there might be more.
MRS. GREENE: Happy birthday sweetie.
Monica: Hey sweetie!
Monica: Oh sweetie, you can never embarrass me. (Chandler grunts.) Okay, you can easily embarrass me. But come on, it doesnt matter. All right? I married you! So I want to dance on my wedding night with my husband. Come on. (They go onto the floor.) Just try not to move your feet at all. (Chandler starts to get into the groove and bust a move.) There you go.
Monica: Oh no sweetie, no! This is my fault, I wasnt clear! Im really sorry. And listen, you take as much time as you need to move out okay? Theres absolutely no rush.
Mrs. Geller: Here, sweetie, here. I took these when I had my golfing accident. (Hands Ross a bottle of pills. Then turns to Monica and pats her hair over her ears)
MRS. GREENE: Happy birthday sweetie.
Dr. Green: What is it sweetie?
Monica: (To Chandler) Hey sweetie.
Chandler: Hi sweetie. So, what was with all the whispering?
Monica: Oh-ho-ho, sweetie, sweetie, you gotta stop saying that, now. Its no big deal, its not even worth mentioning, you see we all do it all the time. See watch this, Ben, Ben, Ben. (goes over and starts hitting her head on the post) Ow, Monica bang! (does it again) Everybody bang. (repeats) Ben bang. (repeats) Rachel bang. (repeats) Bang, Rachel bang! Oh, isnt that fun?
Gary: (To Phoebe) I'll see you after work sweetie. (Kisses her.)
Chandler: OH MY GAWD! I am so sorry sweetie, are you okay? You didnt tell her we were getting married, did you?
Monica: Sweetie! Edges! Fingers! Smudgey! Pictures!
Aunt Millie: Hi sweetie! Are you leaving?
Ross: Sweetie thats it.
Rachel: Thanks sweetie.
Monica: Sweetie, I think the glasses look great. They make you look really sexy.
Phoebe: Hey sweetie!
Monica: Hi sweetie!
Monica: (taking Rachels hand) Sweetie okay. Its okay. Everybody made it to the wedding. Im fine.