words in movies
MRS. GREENE: Happy birthday sweetie.
MRS. GREENE: Happy birthday sweetie.
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.
Rachel: Oh, hi sweetie. (They kiss)
Mr. Geller: Which means you had seven years of beach fun and you cant put a price on that sweetie.
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.
MRS GREEN: [laughing] You have some life here, sweetie.
MONICA: Bye sweetie, (kisses him) I love you.
Ross: Sweetie, calm down, its gonna be okay.
ROSS: Sweetie, it's be gonna okay, all right. It's a wedding, generally people focus on the bride.
Monica: Feeling a little better sweetie?
Mr. Geller: Happy birthday, sweetie! Give us a hug! (Starts to get up.)
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.
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.
Man: (entering, carrying a pillow) Hi sweetie!
ROSS: OK sweetie, I'll see you later.
Mr. Geller: Well, the garage flooded sweetie and it ruined everything in your boxes. Im sorry.
Monica: Ohh, sweetie! (Goes to comfort her.) Hey, I bet you anything that hes gonna call you again.
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.
Roger: What's wrong, sweetie?
Monica: Sweetie, I wanted you to have him too.
Ross: Sweetie, you gotta relax. Everythings gonna be great, okay? Come on. Come on.
Susan: Carol, Carol, sweetie. Cleansing breath.
Roger: But you tell it really well, sweetie.
Julie: Oh, thanks, sweetie.
Ross: Oh sweetie, when do you think youre going to get off tonight?
Ross: And confused. Rach, sweetie, I-I um I didnt propose to 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!
MONICA: Just waiting for you sweetie.
Ross: Oh, please. Sweetie its hopeless, okay, Im just gonna go. (starts to leave rubbing his neck)
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: All right, sweetie that's fine. You didn't do it on purpose.
Rachel: Its left sweetie, but thats okay sweetie, thats a tough one.
ROSS: Uh, sweetie we've gotta go.
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: Bye sweetie.
Mrs. Geller: Sweetie, you think you can get in there?
Rachel: Hi, sweetie!
Monica: Chandler, listen to me sweetie, I know you can do this. Okay? You have a beautiful smile.
Ross: Chandler, I want you to run a post pattern to the left, okay. And sweetie..
Roger: Geez, we're gonna be late, 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.
Monica: Are you okay, 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)
Rachel: Hi sweetie!
MNCA: Alright, here you go, sweetie. [hands Fun Bobby his coffee]
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.)
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.
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: 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: Yeah, 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: (To Chandler) 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.
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?
Dr. Green: What is it sweetie?
Gary: (To Phoebe) I'll see you after work sweetie. (Kisses her.)
Chandler: Hi sweetie. So, what was with all the whispering?
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! Edges! Fingers! Smudgey! Pictures!
Monica: Sweetie, I think the glasses look great. They make you look really sexy.
Aunt Millie: Hi sweetie! Are you leaving?
Rachel: Thanks sweetie.
Monica: Hi sweetie!
Monica: (taking Rachels hand) Sweetie okay. Its okay. Everybody made it to the wedding. Im fine.
Phoebe: Hey sweetie!
Ross: Sweetie thats it.
Rachel: (entering) Hi, 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?
Monica: (handing her a cup) Here you go 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!
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: Come on sweetie! Youve had to work late every night for the past two weeks, what is it this time?
Rachel: (coming from her room) Hi, sweetie.
Monica: Oh sweetie, I'm so proud of you!
Monica: Hey sweetie.
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
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.