words in movies
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: Aw, Im sorry sweetie that she doesnt feel the same way.
Rachel: Im sorry, sweetie. (shows her the flyer)
MNCA: Alright, here you go, sweetie. [hands Fun Bobby his coffee]
Rachel: Hi sweetie!
Monica: Oh, sweetie. Oh, look at you. You're shivering.
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: Sweetie, we heard you crying. Please don't cry.
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)
Rachel: Okay. Okay fine, yknow what? We will let Ross and Joey decide. (Ross enters.) (In a sexy voice.) Hiiiii, Ross! Sweetie.
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?
Monica: I dont know sweetie.
Monica: Hey sweetie!
MRS GREEN: I mean, this is no offense to your dad, sweetie, but I was thinking there might be more.
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.
MRS. GREENE: Happy birthday 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)
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?
Monica: (To Chandler) Hey sweetie.
Dr. Green: What is it sweetie?
MRS. GREENE: Happy birthday sweetie.
Chandler: Hi sweetie. So, what was with all the whispering?
Gary: (To Phoebe) I'll see you after work sweetie. (Kisses her.)
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.
Monica: Sweetie, I think the glasses look great. They make you look really sexy.
Monica: Sweetie! Edges! Fingers! Smudgey! Pictures!
Aunt Millie: Hi sweetie! Are you leaving?
Monica: Hi sweetie!
Phoebe: Hey sweetie!
Rachel: Thanks sweetie.
Ross: Sweetie thats it.
Monica: (taking Rachels hand) Sweetie okay. Its okay. Everybody made it to the wedding. Im fine.
Monica: Is this the video of the baby being born? Sweetie, this is Phoebes. Why were you even watching it?
Chandler: OH MY GAWD! I am so sorry sweetie, are you okay? You didnt tell her we were getting married, did you?
Monica: (handing her a cup) Here you go sweetie.
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.
Dr. Roger: Im sorry sweetie, its the hospital. The food looks great, maybe save me some?
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!
Monica: Hey sweetie.
Monica: Oh sweetie, I'm so proud of you!
Rachel: (coming from her room) Hi, sweetie.
Monica: (to Chandler) Hey sweetie! (they kiss)
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.
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.
Monica: Oh, Rachel, sweetie, look, here's a really cute picture of Joey and you at the reception.
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: Aww, sweetie, but its not like youre not gonna have anything. Youre gonna have nieces and nephews, and some ways thats even better.
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: 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?
Mrs. Geller: Well what is it? Come on sweetie, your like, freaking me out here.
Rachel: Okay sweetie, you can do it. Just open up and put it in your mouth.
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?
Monica: Sweetie, you know I have no sense of humor when it comes to the wedding.
Monica: Hey sweetie. Oh good. (Takes the baking dish from her.)
Ross: Uh sweetie, maybe youd be more comfortable here? (Gets up from the green armchair.)
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.
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.)
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)
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.
MRS GREEN: [laughing] You have some life here, sweetie.
Ross: Sweetie, calm down, its gonna be okay.
MONICA: Bye sweetie, (kisses him) I love you.
Monica: Feeling a little better sweetie?
Ross: Sweetie, dont worry youll get picked. Chandler.
ROSS: Sweetie, it's be gonna okay, all right. It's a wedding, generally people focus on the bride.
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.
Joey: (placing Hugsy back in the crib) There you go sweetie... (to Emma) This isn't over.
ROSS: OK sweetie, I'll see you later.
Man: (entering, carrying a pillow) Hi sweetie!
Monica: Hey Joey, sweetie, taste this. (Holds out a spoon for him.)
Roger: What's wrong, sweetie?
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.
Roger: But you tell it really well, sweetie.
Ross: Sweetie, you gotta relax. Everythings gonna be great, okay? Come on. Come on.
Julie: Oh, thanks, 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.
Ross: And confused. Rach, sweetie, I-I um I didnt propose to you.
Monica: No, sweetie, I-I trust you.
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!
Mrs. Green: No. Sweetie, youre gonna be fine. (Starts to get up.)