words in movies
Mr. Geller: Happy birthday, sweetie! Give us a hug! (Starts to get up.)
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.
Ross: Sweetie youre doing great.
Rachel: Anyway sweetie, I am, Im so sorry I ruined your night.
Rachel: (coming from her room) Hi, sweetie.
Monica: Oh sweetie, I'm so proud of you!
Ross: Come on sweetie! Youve had to work late every night for the past two weeks, what is it this time?
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?
Monica: Hey sweetie.
Monica: (to Chandler) Hey sweetie! (they kiss)
Monica: Aww, sweetie, but its not like youre not gonna have anything. Youre gonna have nieces and nephews, and some ways thats even better.
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: Sweetie, with you its gonna be different. The sex is gonna be great, cause you-you guys are in love.
Monica:: sweetie it's ok, I still love you, let me be a part of this.
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: 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.)
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?
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.)
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.)
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.
Her friend: I don't know sweetie.
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.
Phoebe: Of course you don't sweetie. You're brand new.
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)
Ross: Ooh hey, Emma, daddy has some presents for you okay? Okay? I want you to wait right here. Come here sweetie.
MRS GREEN: [laughing] You have some life here, sweetie.
Monica: Hey Joey, sweetie, taste this. (Holds out a spoon for him.)
Ross: Sweetie, calm down, its gonna be okay.
Ross: Sweetie, dont worry youll get picked. Chandler.
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.
Man: (entering, carrying a pillow) Hi sweetie!
MONICA: Bye sweetie, (kisses him) I love you.
Monica: Feeling a little better sweetie?
ROSS: Sweetie, it's be gonna okay, all right. It's a wedding, generally people focus on the bride.
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.
Monica: Ohh, sweetie! (Goes to comfort her.) Hey, I bet you anything that hes gonna call you again.
Joey: (placing Hugsy back in the crib) There you go sweetie... (to Emma) This isn't over.
Mr. Geller: Well, the garage flooded sweetie and it ruined everything in your boxes. Im sorry.
Monica: All right, sweetie that's fine. You didn't do it on purpose.
Ross: Sweetie, you gotta relax. Everythings gonna be great, okay? Come on. Come on.
Monica: Sweetie, I wanted you to have him too.
Ross: And confused. Rach, sweetie, I-I um I didnt propose to you.
Ross: Oh, please. Sweetie its hopeless, okay, Im just gonna go. (starts to leave rubbing his neck)
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!
Roger: What's wrong, sweetie?
Susan: Carol, Carol, sweetie. Cleansing breath.
Roger: But you tell it really well, sweetie.
Julie: Oh, thanks, sweetie.
Monica: No, sweetie, I-I trust you.
JANICE: Oh, sweetie, I'm sorry.
Mrs. Green: No. Sweetie, youre gonna be fine. (Starts to get up.)
MONICA: Just waiting for you sweetie.
Ross: Oh sweetie, when do you think youre going to get off tonight?
ROSS: Uh, sweetie we've gotta go.
Ross: Bye sweetie.
Rachel: Its left sweetie, but thats okay sweetie, thats a tough one.
Rachel: Hi, sweetie!
Mrs. Geller: Sweetie, you think you can get in there?
Monica: Chandler, listen to me sweetie, I know you can do this. Okay? You have a beautiful smile.
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..
Monica: Are you okay, 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.
Janice: I just came up to say, "Hi!" Hi! (to Chandler) And you, sweetie, Ill see you tonight.
Roger: Geez, we're gonna be late, sweetie...
Ross: Sweetie, now I pick you.
MNCA: Alright, here you go, sweetie. [hands Fun Bobby his coffee]
Monica: Aw, Im sorry sweetie that she doesnt feel the same way.
Rachel: Im sorry, sweetie. (shows her the flyer)
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.
Rachel: Okay. Okay fine, yknow what? We will let Ross and Joey decide. (Ross enters.) (In a sexy voice.) Hiiiii, Ross! Sweetie.
Ross: Oh, oh, I'm, I'm, I'm sorry sweetie, I was just trying to ah, I'm dialing another number. (hangs up)
Gary: (To Phoebe) Hi sweetie. (Kisses her.) Hi, can I talk to you for a second?
Monica: Oh, sweetie! (They all hug.)
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.
Phoebe: Oh, sweetie, oh. (hugs him)
Monica: Yeah, sweetie.
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?
Gary: (To Phoebe) I'll see you after work sweetie. (Kisses her.)
Monica: Hey sweetie!
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)
Dr. Green: What is it sweetie?
Monica: (To Chandler) Hey sweetie.
Chandler: Hi sweetie. So, what was with all the whispering?
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.