words in movies
Phoebe: Hey! Do you want do you want a little taste of Pheebs?!
Ross: Huh, whats fish hooking... (Joey sticks his finger in Rosss mouth and pulls on his cheek, y'know like when you hook a fish.) (to Joey, sarcastic) Thanks man, that would have been really hard to describe. What is that taste?
Carol: Ross, you're being silly. I've tried it, it's no big deal. Just taste it. (Holding out a bottle.)
Phoebe: Come on. It doesn't taste bad.
Rachel: (entering) Chandler!! You have the best taste in men!
(He licks his fingers, liking it. He offers Chandler a taste.)
Monica: Hey Joey, sweetie, taste this. (Holds out a spoon for him.)
Phoebe: Well at least all my songs don't taste like garlic. Yeah, there are other ingredients Monica.
[Scene: Monica and Rachel's apartment. Monica has made food for Phoebe and Rachel to taste.]
[Scene: Monica, Chandler, and Phoebe's, Monica is making candy while Chandler and Rachel are taste testing and Joey is on the couch doodling.]
Phoebe: You won't even taste it?
Chandler: Yknow what? I am going to take you out to dinner tonight. I found this place that makes the greatest mozzarella sticks and jalepino poppers . (Monica doesnt look impressed.) No? Really? They taste so good.
Joey: Are you kidding? Rachel loves to shop! And she has great taste! Yeah, she's the one who taught me, you don't wear white after labour day and that you always, always, always have to put on underwear when you're trying on clothes.
Chandler: Taste it.
Joey: Im sorry, youre right. What am I gonna say? (He takes another sip of the green stuff and recoils at the taste.) Oh!
RTST: It's like I'm lookin' in a mirror. Anyway, they're called "fishtachios". They taste exactly like pistachios, but they're made primarily of reconstituted fish bits. Here, try one. You're not allergic to anything, are you?
Phoebe: Aw. (Phoebe gets a bad taste in her mouth when he looks away) Im justIm in a place in my life right now where I I
Rachel: (teasingly) And while Im gone dont you boys sneak a taste.
Monica: Its so good, that I feel really selfish about being the only one whos eating it, that I think we should have everyone taste how good it is. Especially Ross.
Gary: Its candy time! My roommate says that they taste like little drops of heaven.
Monica: My boyfriend really does have good taste!
Monica: well no offense honey, but your taste is a little feminine for me.
Joey: Half the taste is in the smell! You-you're sucking up all the tastiness!
MNCA: Especially the after taste, you know, I'll tell ya, that'll last ya till Christmas.
Rachel: Okay, now what was that all about? Is it-does it not taste good? Let me try it.
Monica: Hand me those tomatoes, Im gonna show you what it should taste like! Come on, hand me them.
Chandler: (looking at them) They look great! Does your boyfriend have the best taste or what?
Phoebe: Cause thats just your taste.
Rachel: Noooo... the interview! She loved me! She absolutely loved me. We talked for like two and a half hours, we have the same taste in clothes, andoh, I went to camp with her cousin... And, oh, the job is perfect. I can do this. I can do this well!
PHOE: Oh, oh sweet Lord! This is what evil must taste like!
(they all drink from the champagne, but clearly dislike the taste of it)
Mrs. Geller: (rubbing her temples) Thats alot of information to get in in thirty seconds! Alright Joey, if wanna leave, just leave. Rachel, no you werent supposed to put beef in the trifle. It did not taste good. Phoebe, Im sorry, but I think Jacques Cousteau is dead. (Phoebe makes a sad face.) Monica, why you felt you had to hide the fact that you were in an important relationship is beyond me.
Rachel: Alright, Monica, I want you to have the first taste.
Monica: Hey Joey, come taste this.
Joey: Listen, while you're on a roll, if you feel like you gotta make like a Western omelet or something... (Joey and Chandler taste the coffee, grimace, and pour it into a plant pot.) Although actually I'm really not that hungry...
Monica: All right, I definitely taste nutmeg.
Monica: Okay, heres batch 22. Ohh, maybe thesell taste a little like your grandmothers. This has a little bit of orange peel, but no nutmeg.
Chandler: Okay. (pause) And get ready to taste my very special cranberries. Or should I say... chanberries!
RACH: Ehhhummmm, I don't know, why don't you taste it.
Mrs. Geller: Oh, Martha Ludwin's daughter is gonna call you. (Tastes a snack) Mmm! What's that curry taste?