words in movies
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: Sweetie, I think the glasses look great. They make you look really sexy.
Phoebe: Hey sweetie!
Monica: (taking Rachels hand) Sweetie okay. Its okay. Everybody made it to the wedding. Im fine.
Ross: Sweetie thats it.
Monica: Hi sweetie!
Monica: (handing her a cup) Here you go sweetie.
Rachel: Thanks sweetie.
Chandler: OH MY GAWD! I am so sorry sweetie, are you okay? You didnt tell her we were getting married, did you?
Monica: Is this the video of the baby being born? Sweetie, this is Phoebes. Why were you even watching it?
Ross: (exiting the bathroom) That-that-thats all right, no honey, you take your time sweetie. Ill be right out here. (She slams the door in his face, to the gang) Shes just fixing her makeup.
Rachel: (entering) Hi, sweetie.
Monica:: sweetie it's ok, I still love you, let me be a part of this.
Ross: Sweetie youre doing great.
Joey: (Looking inside the fridge, and we only see his back. Then he closes the door, and we see it's Joey.) Hi sweetie!
Dr. Roger: Im sorry sweetie, its the hospital. The food looks great, maybe save me some?
Rachel: (coming from her room) Hi, sweetie.
Monica: Hey sweetie.
Ross: Come on sweetie! Youve had to work late every night for the past two weeks, what is it this time?
Rachel: Anyway sweetie, I am, Im so sorry I ruined your night.
Monica: Sweetie, with you its gonna be different. The sex is gonna be great, cause you-you guys are in love.
Monica: Oh sweetie, I'm so proud of you!
Monica: (to Chandler) Hey sweetie! (they kiss)
Phoebe: Okay, well if I was in this for the money, Id be a millionaire by now, y'know. You just got to get out of that jingle head sweetie.
Ross: Sweetie, this conversation is starting to make me a little uncomfortable.
Monica: Aww, sweetie, but its not like youre not gonna have anything. Youre gonna have nieces and nephews, and some ways thats even better.
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?
Monica: Ohh! Ohhhh! Were you sleeping sweetie? Im sorry. Here. (Hands the mug of milk to him.)
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.
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.
MRS. GELLER: Well sweetie, we have a surprise for you. We're turning your room into a gym.
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?
Mr. Geller: Which means you had seven years of beach fun and you cant put a price on that sweetie.
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]
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!
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: Sweetie, you know I have no sense of humor when it comes to the wedding.
Janice: I'll see you later, sweetie. Bye Joey.
MRS GREEN: [laughing] You have some life here, sweetie.
Rachel: Oh, hi sweetie. (They kiss)
Her friend: I don't know sweetie.
Phoebe: Of course you don't sweetie. You're brand new.
Ross: Ooh hey, Emma, daddy has some presents for you okay? Okay? I want you to wait right here. Come here sweetie.
ROSS: Sweetie, it's be gonna okay, all right. It's a wedding, generally people focus on the bride.
MONICA: Bye sweetie, (kisses him) I love you.
Ross: Sweetie, calm down, its gonna be okay.
Monica: Feeling a little better sweetie?
Ross: Sweetie, dont worry youll get picked. Chandler.
ROSS: OK sweetie, I'll see you later.
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.
Mr. Geller: Happy birthday, sweetie! Give us a hug! (Starts to get up.)
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.
Roger: What's wrong, sweetie?
Man: (entering, carrying a pillow) Hi sweetie!
Monica: Hey Joey, sweetie, taste this. (Holds out a spoon for him.)
Joey: (placing Hugsy back in the crib) There you go sweetie... (to Emma) This isn't over.
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.
Susan: Carol, Carol, sweetie. Cleansing breath.
Ross: Sweetie, you gotta relax. Everythings gonna be great, okay? Come on. Come on.
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)
Monica: Sweetie, I wanted you to have him too.
Julie: Oh, thanks, sweetie.
Ross: And confused. Rach, sweetie, I-I um I didnt propose to you.
JANICE: Oh, sweetie, I'm sorry.
Monica: No, sweetie, I-I trust you.
MONICA: Just waiting for you sweetie.
Mrs. Green: No. Sweetie, youre gonna be fine. (Starts to get up.)
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: Oh sweetie, when do you think youre going to get off tonight?
Monica: All right, sweetie that's fine. You didn't do it on purpose.
Ross: Bye sweetie.
ROSS: Uh, sweetie we've gotta go.
Rachel: Its left sweetie, but thats okay sweetie, thats a tough one.
Monica: Chandler, listen to me sweetie, I know you can do this. Okay? You have a beautiful smile.
Mrs. Geller: Sweetie, you think you can get in there?
Rachel: Hi, sweetie!
MNCA: Alright, here you go, sweetie. [hands Fun Bobby his coffee]
Janice: I just came up to say, "Hi!" Hi! (to Chandler) And you, sweetie, Ill see you tonight.
Monica: Are you okay, sweetie?
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.
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...
Ross: Sweetie, now I pick you.
Monica: Aw, Im sorry sweetie that she doesnt feel the same way.
Rachel: Im sorry, sweetie. (shows her the flyer)
Gary: (To Phoebe) Hi sweetie. (Kisses her.) Hi, can I talk to you for a second?
Monica: Sweetie, we heard you crying. Please don't cry.
Monica: Oh, sweetie. Oh, look at you. You're shivering.
Rachel: Hi sweetie!
Monica: Honey, sweetie, by the edges.
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: Oh, sweetie! (They all hug.)
Phoebe: Oh, sweetie, oh. (hugs him)
Rachel: Okay. Okay fine, yknow what? We will let Ross and Joey decide. (Ross enters.) (In a sexy voice.) Hiiiii, Ross! Sweetie.