words in movies
All: No thanks.
Guy: No thanks.
Ross: Thanks Aunt Pheebs. Hey, you didn't microwave that, did you, because it's breast milk, and you're not supposed to do that.
Monica: Just out. Had some lunch, just me, little quality time with me. Thanks for your jacket.
Julie: Thanks. Hey, listen, would you like to go to a movie sometime or something?
Ross: Oh, thanks Gunther. (He takes it, hands the plate it's on to Rachel, sets it down on the table, and proceeds to pound it into oblivion while saying.) STUPID BRITISH SNACK FOOD!!!!!!!
RACHEL: Oh, thanks. So, uh, what are you gonna do this summer?
Rachel: Well, yknow what? Thanks to you Im half way there! Ugh! Oh! I am so mad! Ross, I dont think I have ever been this angry!
Ross: I was up all night writing this really nasty letter to Emily! It was perfect and now it's all covered in-in (The duck quacks.) Actually, thanks!
Chandler: Oh, yeah! Thanks for inventing the lottery!
Joey: Come in. Thanks for comin back, umm, okay there have been a lot of people interested in the room, but I have narrowed it down and you are one of the finalists!
Ross: Thanks, Gunther. (takes the plate Gunther serves him and Rachel comes up and kisses him) (to Rachel) Hey! (to Gunther) Umm, can I get a napkin too?
Monica: Thanks. (Joeys still patting the burn spot) I think you got it!
Chandler: Oh, ahh, no thanks, I just had an M&M.
Ross: Okay. Thanks you guys. Pheebs are you wearing fur?
Phoebe: No thanks, Ive already seen one.
Chandler: Oh thats great! Great! Thanks! But that dress I mean its like yuck! Its terrible! It makes me wanna just rip it right off of you!
Phoebe: Thanks! Okay. (They sit down.)
Joey: I dont know! How about, "Thanks for taking the message." Jeez! (Exits.)
Rachel: Hi! (He hands her, her mail) Thanks, hey so uh whatd you do last night?
Rachel: Oh hey you. Thanks for coming out of me. (The baby cries.) I know. Oh. Yeah. Oh, shes looking at me. Hi! I know you.
Chandler: Yeah, about 300 guys I went to high school with. Yeah, thanks. (takes phone)
Rachel: Oh, wow thanks! (Reading the card) Oh youre in real estate!
Phoebe: No-no, sorry. Cookies are good, thanks.
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?
Joey: Thanks! Okay-okay check it out! (Reading from the script) Picture? What picture? (He pauses then spits) Eh?
ROSS: Thanks for letting me tag along tonight you guys.
Joey: Yeah! Well, now that you brought it up, our fridge is broken. We have to get a new one. Now, I checked around and your half is $400. Thanks a lot.
Ross: Oh. Thanks. Uh, has anyone seen Rach?
Dr. Green: Thanks for dinner last night.
Joey: But hey, thanks for teachin' us Cross-Eyed Mary. You guys, we gotta play that at our regular game.
Phoebe: No. 'Cause you need that. No, it's okay, thanks.
Joey: Wow thanks! (He goes into his bedroom and closes the door.)
Ross: Thanks you guys. (Walks away happily and his parents smile.)
Joey: Well, hes not used to women being so forward with him; but uh, I good check with himHe says its okay. (She hands him her card.) Great! Thanks! Bye-bye!
Joey: Thanks for everything Estelle. Bye. (Hangs up and reads the phone display) "out of area". Boy, I'll say.
Monica: Well, an-anyway, I justthat night meant a lot to me, I guess Im just trying to say thanks.
Woman: Thatd be great, thanks. (Gunther goes and gets them.)
Ross: Rach, thanks but uh, I don't need you doing me any favors.
Phoebe: Oh, okay. Listen, thanks for everything, Mon.
Rachel: (On the phone) Okay, he's a, he's a black capuchian monkey with a white face... (Enter Ross) ...with, with Russian dressing and, and pickles on the side. Okay. Thanks.
Ross: Thanks.
Carol: Thanks.
Phoebe: How are you? (The woman nods) Good. (She goes over to another couple of women.) Hi, thanks for coming.
MONICA: Thanks. So, I guess I better be going.
Rachel: Okay great, hold on a sec! (She runs to her room and returns carrying a huge bag of laundry.) Oh, here you go! You don't mind do ya? That would really help me out a lot! Thanks!
ROSS: Oh, thank you, thanks. So uh, how was your night last night?
Joey: Oh, no thanks, I got it. (picks it up) No I dont!
Erin: Ohh, listen. Ive got to get going. Today was great, thanks!
Phoebe: Thanks.
Phoebe: (to the director) Merci. Au revoir. (Translation: Thanks, goodbye.)
Rachel: Oh, you guys are gonna have so much fun! She's at such a cute age. Oh, a couple things. Now that she's eating solid food, she poops around the clock. And watch out for your hair, 'cause she likes to grab it. And oh, she's also in this phase where if you leave the room, she screams bloody murder, but ah... Thanks, you guys. Have fun!
Phoebe: Thanks! Y'know, that when you say things like that it makes me wanna rip that sweater vest right off!
Phoebe: Thanks.
Joey: Thanks, but I kinda have a problem to deal with here.
Ross: Hey, tell Dan, Thanks.
Ross: Oh, thanks! (Takes it and throws it back into the box and leaves.)
Chandler: Oh, thanks, but I think she'd feel like we're gangin' up on her.
Phoebe: Thanks!
Joey: Thanks.
Carol: Well, thanks for the books.
Rachel: Thanks, you can just put it on the table.
Phoebe: Goodie! Thanks. So, how is it living with Rachel again? I mean, apart from the great food.
Fake Monica: Oh. Thanks.
Phoebe: All good, thanks. (to Rachel) Do you maybe have a nickname have like a nickname thats easier to rhyme?
Coma Guy: Well,... thanks.
Ross: Thanks Rach.
PHOEBE: Thanks. [gets out of the cab]
Ronni: Thanks.
Phoebe: (sips it) Its so good. (Monica and Rachel breath a sigh of relief.) Oh, thanks.
Ronni: Thanks. You're, uh, you're a good kid.
Monica and Phoebe: (in unison) Thanks.
Charlie: You know, by the way. I heard you tell her not to do anything. Thanks for sticking up for me. You are such a nice person.
Joey: Cool, thanks.
Ross: Thanks. I know you guys like to give me a hard time and all, but it really means a lot to me that you like her. Just knowing that you guys are
Katie: Oh, thanks! That's so sweet! (She punches Rachel like she punched Joey.)
Rachel: Thanks, you can just put it on the table.
Ross: Thanks.
Ross: Thanks. (Gets up and as he does so, the sound returns. Without another word he heads into her bathroom.)
Chandler: Mom. Thanks for wearing something. (They hug.) (Shes wearing a tight dress with a lot of cleavage showing.)
Tom: Thanks... uh... I'm so sorry about Ross, it's...
Carol: Thanks.
Phoebe: All right, wait just one more second. Hi, it's Phoebe and Rachel's. Please leave a message, thanks!
Ross: Thank you, thanks. (Sits down next to the girls) Yeah, I lost it. Yknow, Im not gonna play anymore, (to Phoebe) would you, can you finish my set?
Monica: Oh, no thanks, we're just here to observe.
Phoebe: Thanks, Ross.
Chandler: Deposit my specimen? You know, usually I have to call a 900 number for that kind of talk. Thanks, got it.
Joey: Hey! I did it. I called my producer. I told him I had a family emergency, he totally bought it. Thanks for teaching me how to lie Pheebs.
Susan: Thanks.
Ross: Thanks! (walks out of the room and starts hugging the wall) Thank you! (closes the door)
Chandler: This is great, another Thanksgiving with nothing to give thanks for.
Monica: Oh thanks. (Reading the bill) Champagne, strawberries Oh my God! I cant believe Chandler ordered porn on our wedding night!
Rachel: Hi. Thanks for the party, honey. Should I help you clean up?
Julie: Oh, thanks, sweetie.
Ross: Yeah, you're right, thanks Pheebs, I'm gonna go find her.
Monica: Thanks. (Goes to fetch him.)
DUNCAN: Thanks.
Ross: Yeah, no, youre right, I know, youre right, Im not, Im not gonna do it. All right, thanks guys. (Gets up to leave.)
Chandler: (running around the apartment pointing out things) Bedroom. Bathroom. Living room. This right here is the kitchen, and thanks for coming by, (opens door) Bye-bye.
JOEY: Thanks.
Ross: Of course not, it smells like wine, which you spilled! And thanks for wrecking my sheet by the way.
Chandler: (from his bedroom) Thanks!
RTST: Hi, thanks for coming in again.
JADE: Thanks.
Barry: (into intercom) Thanks, Bernice. (To Rachel) Let's go away this weekend.