words in movies
FBOB: Thanks. You wanna hear something funny?
Phoebe: I'm fine, thanks.
Joey: That's it! Thanks Pheebs!
Chandler: Thanks. (They hug.)
Phoebe: Thanks.
Ross: (To Joey) Thanks man.
Chandler: (smiling again) oh, oh, yeah, ok, thanks. I can't believe I didn't even think of that. I guess I was just so worried about having to... come here and do... 'that'...
Ross: Thanks, I put a lot of extra thoughts on your gift.
Ross: Wha? Oh, come on. You didnt have tosaltwater taffy?! (Mona laughs) Thanks! This is interesting. You know, most people think this is made with sea water, but its actually made with, uh, salted fresh water. Thats not interesting.
Joey: (to the family) Sorry about that. Thanks for waitin'.
Chandler: Oh thanks.
Joey: Excuse me, could we get an egg over here, still in the shell? Thanks.
Rachel: Sure? (Monica hands her one.) Thanks.
Ross: Oh, thanks, thanks. So Monica tells me that uh, you dont want to play anymore because me and y'know my talent. Is that true?
Monica: Oh, thanks! We'll try to stop by.
Joey: Great! Thanks. (Exits.)
Rachel: Thanks Chandler.
Ross: Thanks for the coffee, or bedankt voor de koffie, Gunter. (He translates that phrase into Dutch.)
Monica: Thanks.
Chandler: Oh, okay, thanks. (He goes back to the couch and rejoins Monica, Joey, and Phoebe.)
Joey: All right! Thanks Pheebs!
Monica: Yknow what? Youre right, Im sorry. Actually you were a big help tonight. Yeah, and thanks for putting my grandmother in the cab and making sure she got to the hotel safely.
Chandler: Thanks, Im glad you see it that way.
Phoebe: Ohhh. Thanks Chandler they're great!
Rachel: Ross thanks.
Phoebe: Oh no, I dont believe in Western medicine. No, if you just apply pressure to these points right here. (Shes pinching the bit of skin between her right thumb and forefinger with her left hand.) Then your hand starts to hurt and you still have a headache, so thanks. (Takes the pills.)
Ross: (To Joey) So, thanks so much for bringing her to the hospital.
Phoebe: Thanks. Okay, now go away so we can talk about you.
Rachel: Hi, thanks for coming.
Joey: Thanks. (Starts to read it.) Well but this one starts now. (Points to one.)
Chandler: Aww, thanks man. (They hug.)
Chandler: No thanks, Josephine.
Monica: Thanks.
Phoebe: Okay! Thanks! Happy Holidays, here's your joy. (She waves her arm and spreads her joy.)
Ross: Hey, thanks Rach. (They hug.)
The Instructor: Thanks.
Phoebe: Thanks Monica!
Ross: Well thanks!
Ross: Thanks. (He starts to go inside and stops.) What photo album was it?
Rachel: Thanks!
Chandler: Thanks. (He grabs the sandwich.)
Joey: Thats great. Thanks Rach.
Mona: Oh hey, thanks again for showing me your semi-precious stone collection. It was amazing! (She leaves.)
Joey: Alright thanks, Oh hey have you talked to Chandler?
PHOEBE: Hey. Oh thanks for the great movie tip.
Ross: Thanks!
Paul: Thanks for your help. (Starts to leave.)
Phoebe: Thanks! So are you.
Chandler: Thanks.
Chandler: Oh yeah, that was great. Thanks to you, the hottest cocktail waitress there is quitting to teach the third grade!
Ross: Thanks.
Rachel: (quietly) Oh, thanks.
Phoebe: Thanks. Hi, um, 'kay. I'd like to start with a song that's about a man that I recently met, who's, um, come to be very important to me. (Monica gives her a look) 'Kay. (Sung:)
Chandler: Thanks.
Tag: Gotcha. Thanks again for meeting with me. (Starts to leave.)
Chandler: (To Ross) Thanks for picking out the earrings man.
Rachel: Aw, thanks!
Ross: Uh, yeah, Ill take a coffee. Thanks, man.
Rachel: Thanks!
Phoebe: Oh thats so sweet thanks.
Phoebe: Excuse me. Excuse me! (Mrs. Bukart stops singing) Thanks. Um, clearly this is a very, very hard time for you. Um, but, um, we provided a service, and we deserve to be paid because you ate that service, and, um, we are not leaving here until we're paid every penny. 'Cause you know what, lady? We're part time caterers, and we have no place else to go.
Phoebe: Youre the best. Thanks. Oh!
Joey: Wow. Thanks. So, uh, what happened?
Chandler: Yes. Yes, thanks for letting me use your phone... and for saving my life.
Mr. Treeger:: Ahh, thanks but no. You see I-I think Im ready to dance with girls.
Ben: (To Chandler) Thanks daddy.
Phoebe: Lets go! Come on! Move it! (Grabs her coat.) Come on! (To an old man whos holding her shoes and briefcase.) Shoes! Briefcase! (Takes them both.) Thanks Lou, good luck with the gall bladder. (She leaves.)
Tag: Thanks.
Tag: Hey, thanks for talking to me.
Ross: Oh thanks!
Ben: Wow! Thanks!
Rachel: Ok, good-bye you guys. Thanks for everything. (she starts to leave, and hits everyone with her skis) Oh, sorry! Oh, sorry!
Ross: Thanks. (Phoebe gets up to get a refill.) (To Monica) Oh! So for tomorrow, do you want to rent a car and drive down together or what?
Rachel: (taking cookie) Ok, thanks Pheebs (takes bite of cookie, overwhelmed) Oh my God, why have I never tasted these before?!
(She looks at Rachel and storms out. After she's left Joey hugs Rachel in thanks.)
Earl: Okay, so no toner today. Thanks anyway, bye-bye.
Tag: Thanks for having me over, you guys.
Joey: Sure! I would love to wait with you guys! Thanks! (Sits down.)
Phoebe: No, I just feel like being by myself for a while. All right? Ill see you guys later. Thanks. (Gets up and exits.)
Cecilia: Yeah, thanks.
Joey: Thanks!
Chandler: Yeah. Thanks for making me do this.
The Other Woman: No thanks.
Joey: Yeah that'd be great! Thanks Pheebs!
The Salesman: Okay, I-I get the picture. Uh, thanks, for your time. (Starts to leave)
Chandler: Oh, then no thanks. What the hell was that? Mental note: If Jill Goodacre offers you gum, you take it. If she offers you mangled animal carcass, you take it.
Conan: Okay Friends gang, thanks for doing it.
Joey: Thanks a lot.
Monica: Honey, thanks for trying to figure out a way, but if you're going to Tulsa, I wanna go with you.
Richard: Oh, thanks.
Rachel: Thanks.
CHANDLER: [reads] To my best bud. [puts it back in the case] Thanks best bud.
Monica: Oh geez! Okay! Thanks!
Robert: Oh, no thanks. I always carry one in my sock.
Ross: Thanks.
Ross: Thanks. And-and hey Joe?
Chandler: Ahh, no thanks. No chicken, bye-bye then.
Fat Joey: Thanks sweetheart. Give me a little sugar here. (They kiss.) Okay.
Brenda: Oh thanks! I like your top.
Phoebe: (looks down) No. But thanks. (Walks away.)
Rachel: Thanks sweetie.