words in movies
Ross: Uh sweetie, maybe youd be more comfortable here? (Gets up from the green armchair.)
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.
MNCA: Alright, here you go, sweetie. [hands Fun Bobby his coffee]
Monica: Oh, sweetie. Oh, look at you. You're shivering.
Rachel: Hi sweetie!
Monica: Honey, sweetie, by the edges.
Monica: Oh, sweetie! (They all hug.)
Gary: (To Phoebe) Hi sweetie. (Kisses her.) Hi, can I talk to you for a second?
Ross: Oh, oh, I'm, I'm, I'm sorry sweetie, I was just trying to ah, I'm dialing another number. (hangs up)
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.
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?
Phoebe: Oh, sweetie, oh. (hugs him)
MRS GREEN: I mean, this is no offense to your dad, sweetie, but I was thinking there might be more.
Monica: I dont know sweetie.
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: Hey sweetie!
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 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.
Dr. Green: What is it sweetie?
Monica: Sweetie, I think the glasses look great. They make you look really sexy.
Monica: (To Chandler) Hey sweetie.
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! Edges! Fingers! Smudgey! Pictures!
Aunt Millie: Hi sweetie! Are you leaving?
Chandler: Hi sweetie. So, what was with all the whispering?
Phoebe: Hey sweetie!
Monica: Hi sweetie!
Ross: Sweetie thats it.
Monica: Is this the video of the baby being born? Sweetie, this is Phoebes. Why were you even watching it?
Monica: (taking Rachels hand) Sweetie okay. Its okay. Everybody made it to the wedding. Im fine.
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: (handing her a cup) Here you go sweetie.
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.
Rachel: (entering) Hi, sweetie.
Ross: Sweetie youre doing great.
Dr. Roger: Im sorry sweetie, its the hospital. The food looks great, maybe save me some?
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?
Monica: Hey sweetie.
Monica: (to Chandler) Hey sweetie! (they kiss)
Rachel: Anyway sweetie, I am, Im so sorry I ruined your night.
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.
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: 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?
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]
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.
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?
Janice: I'll see you later, sweetie. Bye Joey.
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!
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: Hey sweetie. Oh good. (Takes the baking dish from her.)
ROSS: Sweetie, it's be gonna okay, all right. It's a wedding, generally people focus on the bride.
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)
MRS GREEN: [laughing] You have some life here, 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.
Monica: Feeling a little better sweetie?
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.
Her friend: I don't know sweetie.
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, dont worry youll get picked. Chandler.
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.
ROSS: OK sweetie, I'll see you later.
Man: (entering, carrying a pillow) Hi sweetie!
Susan: Carol, Carol, sweetie. Cleansing breath.
Joey: (placing Hugsy back in the crib) There you go sweetie... (to Emma) This isn't over.
Monica: Hey Joey, sweetie, taste this. (Holds out a spoon for him.)
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?
Julie: Oh, thanks, sweetie.
Ross: Sweetie, you gotta relax. Everythings gonna be great, okay? Come on. Come on.
Roger: But you tell it really well, sweetie.
Ross: And confused. Rach, sweetie, I-I um I didnt propose to you.
Monica: Sweetie, I wanted you to have him too.
Ross: Oh, please. Sweetie its hopeless, okay, Im just gonna go. (starts to leave rubbing his neck)
Monica: All right, sweetie that's fine. You didn't do it on purpose.
Mrs. Green: No. Sweetie, youre gonna be fine. (Starts to get up.)
Monica: No, sweetie, I-I trust you.