words in movies
KEVIN: All right. It's no big deal. BILL: So, she has a boyfriend. What is your situation? RACHEL: Oh, well, it's complicated. I don't actually have a boyfriend.� But um. . . BILL: Then, can I have your number? RACHEL: (pause) I'm sorry, no. BILL: Okay. (They start to walk away.) RACHEL: Oh sure.� (She pulls a business card from her purse and writes on it.) PHOEBE: (Reading the card.) Oh my God, you're giving your real number. BILL: Okay, thanks. I'll give you a call later tonight. RACHEL: Great. BILL: Bye PHOEBE: Bye. (The guys leave.) Wow. So, that's great. You, Bill, Ross, and Emma are going to be so happy together. What were you thinking?
RACHEL: Oh, thanks.
ROSS: Okay.� Well, thanks, ah, thanks for the beer.
JOEY: Thanks.� (Joey and Chandler exit to the hall.� Joey pulls out the tickets and hands one to Chandler.)� Here's your ticket.
JOEY: Thanks man.
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?
Ross: Thanks.
Carol: Thanks.
Ross: Rach, thanks but uh, I don't need you doing me any favors.
Joey: Oh, no thanks, I got it. (picks it up) No I dont!
Phoebe: Thanks.
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!
Erin: Ohh, listen. Ive got to get going. Today was great, thanks!
Phoebe: (to the director) Merci. Au revoir. (Translation: Thanks, goodbye.)
Phoebe: Thanks! Y'know, that when you say things like that it makes me wanna rip that sweater vest right off!
Ross: Hey, tell Dan, Thanks.
Joey: Thanks, but I kinda have a problem to deal with here.
Phoebe: Thanks.
Chandler: Oh, thanks, but I think she'd feel like we're gangin' up on her.
Phoebe: Thanks!
Ross: Oh, thanks! (Takes it and throws it back into the box and leaves.)
Joey: Thanks.
Rachel: Thanks, you can just put it on the table.
Fake Monica: Oh. Thanks.
Phoebe: Goodie! Thanks. So, how is it living with Rachel again? I mean, apart from the great food.
Phoebe: All good, thanks. (to Rachel) Do you maybe have a nickname have like a nickname thats easier to rhyme?
Coma Guy: Well,... thanks.
Carol: Well, thanks for the books.
Ross: Thanks Rach.
Phoebe: (sips it) Its so good. (Monica and Rachel breath a sigh of relief.) Oh, thanks.
PHOEBE: Thanks. [gets out of the cab]
Ronni: Thanks.
Ronni: Thanks. You're, uh, you're a good kid.
Monica and Phoebe: (in unison) Thanks.
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
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.
Rachel: Thanks, you can just put it on the table.
Katie: Oh, thanks! That's so sweet! (She punches Rachel like she punched Joey.)
Chandler: Mom. Thanks for wearing something. (They hug.) (Shes wearing a tight dress with a lot of cleavage showing.)
Ross: Thanks. (Gets up and as he does so, the sound returns. Without another word he heads into her bathroom.)
Ross: Thanks.
Monica: Oh, no thanks, we're just here to observe.
Carol: Thanks.
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.
Ross: Thanks! (walks out of the room and starts hugging the wall) Thank you! (closes the door)
Susan: 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?
Tom: Thanks... uh... I'm so sorry about Ross, it's...
Monica: Oh thanks. (Reading the bill) Champagne, strawberries Oh my God! I cant believe Chandler ordered porn on our wedding night!
DUNCAN: Thanks.
Julie: Oh, thanks, sweetie.
Guy: No thanks.
Ross: Yeah, you're right, thanks Pheebs, I'm gonna go find her.
Chandler: This is great, another Thanksgiving with nothing to give thanks for.
All: No thanks.
Rachel: Hi. Thanks for the party, honey. Should I help you clean up?
Monica: Thanks. (Goes to fetch him.)
Ross: Yeah, no, youre right, I know, youre right, Im not, Im not gonna do it. All right, thanks guys. (Gets up to leave.)
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.
Chandler: (from his bedroom) Thanks!
JOEY: Thanks.
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.
RTST: Hi, thanks for coming in again.
MONICA: Well, thanks anyway.
JADE: Thanks.
Barry: (into intercom) Thanks, Bernice. (To Rachel) Let's go away this weekend.
Joey: Right. Thanks. It's June. I'm outta here. (Exits.)
Rachel: Nooo! (She grabs the phone and Chandler takes her place on the mat.) (On phone) Hello? (Listens) Oh, yeah, no, I know, I-I haven't been using it much. (Listens) Oh, well, thanks, but, I'm okay, really.
Ross: Of course not, it smells like wine, which you spilled! And thanks for wrecking my sheet by the way.
Chandler: Really? He does? (taking the phone) Hey, buddy, what's up! Oh, she told you about that, huh. Well, yeah, I have one now and then. Well, yeah, now. Well, it's not that big- ..well, that's true,.. Gee, y'know, no-one- no-one's ever put it like that before. Well, okay, thanks! (He hands the phone back and stubs out his cigarette.)
CHANDLER: No, I'm alright, thanks.
Rachel: Well, Ive been up since six. Thanks to somebodys dumb-ass rooster.
Joey: Yeah! I'm fine! Thanks! (He starts to leave, but gets an idea and stops.) Hey Rach, how you doin'?
Joey: Oh thanks. Thanks. It was great meetin ya. And listen if any of my friends gets married, or have a birthday, or a Tuesday
CHANDLER: You're welcome. Hey Joey, thanks for parking the car [passes the dollar back].
Ross: Thanks. (he takes the card) Hey, I know where this place is! It used to be an X-rated video... (pauses when he realizes what he is saying) florist. (he goes away)
Ross: Thanks you guys, I really appreciate this. All right, I'm gonna get packing again. Man, I've been moving around so much I'm beginning to feel like a nomad.
CHANDLER: Thanks.
MONICA: Thanks again.
MONICA: Yeah, thanks. You know what?
Ross: Thanks. (Joey hugs him) OK.
Joey: Thanks! I've been working out. Hey listen, is it obvious that I'm wearing six sweaters?
TILLY: Thanks.
Monica: Aww thanks! God Will Im so glad that you came! You look great! You mustve lost like
Joey: I don't know, but one of the extras sure did! (pause) Hey, listen Rach. Thanks again for coming down to watch my scenes!
JOEY: Thanks Ross.
Ross: Oh thank you. Thanks very much. (Leans up against the board and on a thumbtack.) Ow! (He pulls away.)
Rachel: I don't care that you left. I'm just glad that you're here. Thanks you guys!
CHANDLER: Hey thanks. Scott Alexander, Joey Tribbianni. Joey is a uh, fellow processor.
PHOEBE: Ok, thanks. Sorry, again
JOEY: Oh, thanks, thanks. Bye bye Jeannie.
Ross: Thanks? But I have plans; Elizabeth and I are going out of town.
Ross: Oh, thanks, Pheebs!
Monica: Helloooo? Yeah. Oh my God. Thanks.
Joey: Everybody smile! (The picture is taken) Okay, thanks a lot! Enjoy your stay at Caesar's! We hope it's toga-rrific! (The family leaves.) Kill me. Kill me now.
Guy: Well thanks. (starts to leave)
Phoebe: Okay, thanks. Yeah, I'll try that.
Chandler: Oh! Thanks, I'm crazy about our place. Hey! speaking of crazy... do you have a history of mental illness in the family?
Chandler: Thanks for trying. (grabs the ticket and starts to leave) Oh, and by the way there is no Count Rushmore!
Joey: Thanks. Yeah, I figure if I wear these in my scenes at least I wont get spit in the eyes, yknow?
Ross: (to Susan) Thanks a lot.