words in movies
Rachel: Oh, please tell me its not because Im going with Mark.
Joey: Hey, I tell you what. Lets you and me go out and have some fun. Huh? Whatever you want. Come on!
Monica: Please? Please?! We just don't want to deal with telling everyone, okay? Just promise you won't tell.
Doug: Oh, is it the swearing? I mean is it the constant swearing? Because I gotta tell ya, if it is, you can just... kiss my ass!
Phoebe: Or, we could not tell them we know and have a little fun of our own
RYAN: [Puts his hands over Phoebe's ears.] I must tell you, you look beautiful tonight.
Joey: Don't you lie to me! I could tell by Chandler's hair. (To Chandler.) You are so lazy. Can't you get on top for once?
Monica: Here, I got it. I'll will play my message for you guys, and you can tell me if it's breezy enough.
Joey: I cant tell you that, no.
Monica (as Rachel): ..well, why don't you tell them? After all it, is your ankle.
Monica: Why don't you just be straight with her? Tell her the truth.
Chandler: Well, listen, don't tell us what's gonna happen though, 'cause I like to be surprised.
Rachel: Oh, you're not gonna tell the whole story about how your parents got divorced again are you?
Phoebe: Okay, just tell me this, did you or did you not smell her hair?
Rachel: (to Ross) Tell him.
Chandler: It's ok, it's ok. You know what? (Takes out his mobile) I'll just call the agency and tell them to throw out the letter. (starts dialing)
Rachel: Oh my God, it's so huge, but you just have to promise me that you cannot tell anyone.
ROSS: Tell me about it. So what, what's your magic number?
Rachel: All right, will you, will you at least tell him how hollow and unsatisfying this, dating tons of women thing is!
Chandler: Just out of curiosity did she tell you how youre gonna go?
Monica: Are you trying to tell me that were moving to Oklahoma, or that youre gay? All right, not that this matters, but did they at least offer you a huge raise?
RACHEL: Why the hell didn't you tell me!
ERICA: No, no no no, you don't have to tell me anything. You don't have to explain yourself to me. Ooh, who am I to question the great Dr. Drake Remore?
Ross: And tell them what? The naked guy we stare at all the time isnt moving.
[Ross gets up to go tell his parents.]
Rachel: Okay fine! Ill-Ill just tell her its an antique apothecary table, she doesnt have to know where it came from. Oh! Look at this little drawers! Oh look-look it says that it holds 300 CDs.
Chandler: Did I not tell *anyone* about New Year's Eve? -- Alright, look, go! Go home, okay? Merry Christmas! Go.
Chandler: I can't believe her! Did she tell you we were having money problems?
Chandler: Tell us what happened, Brown Bird Ross.
Monica: Y'know when girls sleep with guys with weird things on their body, they tell their friends about it.
Joey: Alright, so so tell me one of your moves.
ROSS: [sitting at table talking to a girl] It's hard to tell because I'm sweating, but I use exactly what the gel bottle says, an amount about the size of a pea. How, how can that be too much?
Phoebe: Absolutely, oh I promise. Tell her what?
Kathy: I'm sorry, you're right, I apologize, but I should tell you that I'm waiting for a date. (Joey enters) Oh, and there he is now.
MR. WINEBURG: I tell ya a lot things!
Monica: Oh no, shes still at work, but she told me to tell you to call her.
Chandler: It is. Did I... not tell you about her?
Monica: OK, great. You'll tell us and we'll laugh. Let's play poker.
Chandler: Look, I just dont think Monica and I are ready to get married yet! Yknow? I mean, I love her and everything but seeing Ross and Rachel coming out of that chapel was like a, like a wake-up call that Monica and I are moving so fast. Yknow? And, how do I tell her without crushing her?
Ross: Ill tell you what Mon, Ill give you the first box for free.
Monica: (on phone) Michelle, I only beeped in so I could hear my message. I mean that's allowed. Yeah-huh! I mean look, yeah, you know what I would really appreciate it if you didn't tell your Dad about. What do you mean, you're not comfortable with this? Come on we're friends!! (Michelle hangs up) That bitch always hated me. I'm calling her back.
Emily: Ross, are you there? Ross, I dont know if you can hear this but (Ross has moved to the window, apparently so that he can hear better.) Im gonna talk anyway, uh, Im in the States with you sister and your friends and its all over with Colin. I came here to tell you that, and to tell youYes, Joey you can have all the chocolate you want, just take it! Uh, I came here to tell you that I love you.
Phoebe: Yes, yes I do. God, oh its just perfect! Wow! I bet it has a great story behind it too. Did they tell you anything? Like yknow where it was from or
Phoebe: So tell me about this girl?
Woman: Oh great! Well, tell him thanks. And since uh, Joey seems like such a nice guy, maybe we could go on a date sometime?
Rachel: Well, I told him I would think about it, but Im gonna tell him no.
Phoebe: Rachel has something that she wants to tell you and umm, I believe that this is your red sweater.
Joey: I'm sorry! But hey, it's over now, right? Because you can tell them that you know they know and I can go back to knowing absolutely nothing!
Phoebe: Well, I think my mother was too busy planning her suicide to provide saltwater treats. (Ross hands her one) Thank you! So what, youre just never going to tell her?
Rachel: Youre right. Youre right. I mean Im about to have a baby, I can tell my mother that I dont want her to just be sleeping on my couch! Oh my God! Shes gonna want to sleep in my bed with me. This cannot happen!
Monica: Hi, uh, Richard it's Monica, um, listen I did something kind of crazy tonight, um, maybe I'm getting my period or something, I don't know. Um, anyway, I, I, I beeped into your machine and I heard a message that, that freaked me out, and um, you know what Michelle will tell you the rest. I, I, um, I'm sorry, okay, I, I hope that we can forget the whole thing. Okay, bye.
Phoebe: ( in a soothing voice) Relax every muscle in your body. Listen to the plinky-plunky music. Okay, now close you eyes, and think of a happy place. Okay, tell me your happy place.
Rachel: Well, if you see him, will you please tell him that Im looking for him and that this I am not gonna throw up!
Monica: What-what was it you were gonna tell us?
Monica: Ross, if you dont tell them, then I will!
Phoebe: Ooh, I have to tell you something.
Phoebe: But I cant tell you.
RICHARD: No come on. Come on tell me.
Rachel: Ross, why didnt you tell me that?
Rachel: Ok I gotta tell ya, it's really weird when you use my whole name.
Alice: None. But if there was something you wanted to tell us, were just gonna be right over there (points to the counter) having coffee.
MONICA: Um, yeah, so uh, uhh, listen, I'm sorry I didn't tell you this before but umm, I, I'm no longer at my job, I, I had to leave it.
Rachel: Just tell Joey that you watched the tape and you liked it, but your bosses didn't. Then that way, you're the good guy and they're the bad guys.
Chandler: Ah, I dont know, you tell me. Anything you ah, wanna tell me, because, if you ah, you should, if you, you would, tell me.
Chandler: Okay! (He grabs his carryon and starts rummaging through it.) Oh man! Dont tell me I did this!
EDDIE: I tell ya, I-, I'm gonna go read in my room for a little while.
Phoebe: All right well, we're just gonna have to tell Monica, that's all.
Monica: How can you tell? You can only see the back of his head!
Joey: Hey, listen, I gotta tell ya, I feel kinda bad taking credit for this, because man, am I gonna get a lot of credit for this!
Ross: Look, even if I were gonna tell her, I don't have to do it now. Okay? I'll be seeing her again. We've got time.
Phoebe: Well tell that to them. Oh! You cant, their dead.
Rachel: No, its not gonna be okay Ross, tomorrow is my last day, and I dont have a lead. Okay, y'know what, Im just gonna, Im just gonna call Gunther and Im gonna tell him, Im not quitting.
[Chandler and Monica are by the window pressuring Ross to tell his parents the truth.]
Chandler: I'm gonna go tell Emma she was an accident. (Runs off.)
Joey: Tell us!
Phoebe: So Monica, what were you gonna tell us?
Chandler: Look, I figured I would try to convince him not to tell the story anymore, and I figure the best way to do that is face to faceAnd by face I dont mean his lap. And by face, I dont mean my ass. (Exits.)
Phoebe: Well actually you're the one person I can't tell this too. And the one person I want to the most.
Phoebe: No its not great. No, shes coming to tell Ross that she loves him.
Joey: Now YOU'RE telling me I can't see her?? You guys are killing me! She's forbidden fruit! It's like ... like she's the princess and I'm the stable boy ... Why are you doing this, huh? Did Ross tell you not to let me go over there?
Bitsy: Phoebe, come sit. Tell us a little bit about yourself... So where are you from?
JOEY: Uhh, cause, uhh, I'm a neurosurgeon and that was clearly a case of, uh, uh, foodal chokage. Alright, look, I got to tell you something.
RICHARD: Awww! You know that's probably why babies learn to talk, so they can tell grown ups to cut it out.
Rachel: All right, Im sorry. Im sorry I didnt tell you but you were so mad already!
Joey: So are you gonna tell him?
Ross: Can you say Da-Da? See, Im gonna tell your mommies you said it anyway, so you might as well try
Janice: I should just go on to happier things, okay? Umm, why dont you tell about your lovely wedding?
Ross: Fun? Where was the fun? Tell me specifically, which part was the fun part? Where's my puck?
Jim: So, tell me a little bit about yourself.
Mr. Zelner: That's quite all right, but I feel obligated to tell you that this meeting is being videotaped.
Phoebe: This is madness. It's madness, I tell you, for the love of God, Monica, don't do it!! ...Thank you.
Doug: Well, I gotta tell ya Bing; that partner of yours is a real tiger. (To his wife.) Are you all right sweethart?
Amy: You bitch. You just think you're so perfect. With your new baby and your, your small apartment. <directs this to Ross who in turns throws the towel in his hand down on the table> Well let me tell you something. Your baby isn't even that cute.
Chandler: Ill tell you what, I will go get them developed and you can go home.
ROSS: (entering from Rachel's bedroom) Come on out, honey! I'm telling you look good! (turns around, and under his breath, to the rest of the guys) Tell her she looks good, tell her she looks good.
Rachel: Do we have to tell her?
Cashier: I can tell you work out. (Ross is please and Rachel looks at him confused.) A paleontologist who works out, youre like Indiana Jones. (Rachel has a disbelieving look on her face.)
Ross: Yes, we have to tell her!
Rachel: Y'know, I-I gotta tell ya, those eye drops are a miracle. My eye is a 100% better.
Joey: (on tape) Okay, so say hi to my friend and tell him that you like the hat.