words in movies
CHANDLER: No, look, that's it, it's over, I want you out, I want you out of the apartment now.
JOEY: Hey, I'll be alright. I mean it's not like I'm starting from sqare one. I was Dr. Drake Remoray on Days of Our Lives. Heh? I mean that's gotta have some kind of cache.
ROSS: Uh Joey, that's just the minumum amount due, that's your total due.
JOEY: That's a two line part.
EDDIE: Oh yeah, that's right, look I got us a new goldfish. He's a lot fiestier that the last one.
EDDIE: That's a tomato. This one definitely goes in the display.
GUNTHER: Oh, that's too bad. How'd they do it?
EDDIE: I uh, I gotta tell you man, I mean, that's uh, it's kinda out of the blue, I mean don't you think?
JOEY: All the way to the airport huh? You know that's over 30 miles, that's gonna cost you about so bucks.
CASTING GUY: Excuse me, that's 50 bucks.
CASTING GUY: That's great.
ROSS: No look I wasn''t right, that's what I came here to tell you. I was totally hung up on, on my own stuff. Listen, I'm someone who needs the whole security thing, ya know. To know exactly where my next paycheck is coming from buy you, you don't need that and that's amazing to me. I could never do what you do Joey.
EDDIE: Well that's uh, that's a good point. Um ok, well, uh, I guess I got the wrong apartment then. I, I'm, look, I'm, ya know, I'm sorry, I'm terriably sorry.
CHANDLER: Ah that's a cantelope.
David: Damn it! I-I'm sorry. I-I don't mean that. I-I want you to be happy... But only with me. No, uhm... that's not fair. Uh, who cares, leave him!. Oh, I don't mean that. Yes I do... I'm sorry Uhm, I... I think I should probably uhm... go...
CHANDLER: April 18th, excessive noise. Italian guy's gay roommate comes home with the dry-cleaning. Well that's excellent.
Phoebe: Ooh, ok, that's it. Enough with the keys. No one say keys.
Ross: That's, that's funny. Change!
Phoebe: All right well, we're just gonna have to tell Monica, that's all.
Chandler: Well, that's like money in your pocket! - Alright look, you want me to say it? This sucks. Being here sucks! This work sucks!
Monica: I guess that's how.
Joey: That's right baby.
PHOE: Yeah, so I said, "OK, relax please," y'know, I mean, sex can be just about two people right there in the moment, y'know, it's, if he wants to see me again he can call and if not, that's fine too. So after a looooot of talking. . . I convinced him.
DR. BURKE: Ah, that's OK, come on in. Um, I'm sorry, is Monica Geller coming? I was told she was.
PHOEBE: Chandler, you called Janice! That's how much you wanted to be with someone!
Monica: (Looking around to check that no-one's listening, then lowering her voice anyway) That's insurance fraud.
Monica: That's very nice.
Ross: All right. (Reading.) A room. A man enters, he looks suspicious. (Stops reading a flips the page to find the next one is blank.) That's it? (Joey shrugs.) Joey, you're supposed to have five pages done by now! Including an exciting incident! (Flipping through the rest of the pad.) And what is, and what is all this?! (Reading.) The official rulebook of Fireball.
Ross: That's different, okay. That's like, uh 'Who dated a stripper?' or 'Who did it on the back of the Staton Island Ferry?'.
MR. TREEGER: There she is. And over there, that's the other one. This is Mr. Buddy Boyle, Mr. Heckles' attorney. He'd like to talk to you.
Chandler: That's sweet, Joey.
Dr. Harad: Okay, now push! That's it push! Just concentrate on pushing! Yeah, here we go!
Ross: Yeah, that's true. Except I don't wanna get over her.
RICHARD: Awww! You know that's probably why babies learn to talk, so they can tell grown ups to cut it out.
[Monica enters carrying food that's been delivered]
Phoebe: Wow, that's great! I liked that better than the law thing, so...
CHANDLER: I was looking forward to playing basketball, but I guess that's out the window.
Ross: And that's why, no matter what mommy says, we really were on a break. (baby talk) Yes we were! Yes we were! (picks Emma up) Come here gorgeous. (puts her on his knees and talks to her) Oh! Look at you! You are the cutest little baby ever! You're just a... a little bitty baby, you know that? But you've got... (in a softer voice) You've got big beautiful eyes... Yes you do... and a... and a big round belly. (emphasises the B's) Big baby butt! I like big butts. (raps) I like big butts and I cannot lie / you other brothers can't deny / when a girl walks in with an itty, bitty, waist / and a round thing in your face you get...(Emma laughs) Oh my God, Emma... you're laughing! Oh my God, you've never done that before, have you? You never done that before... Daddy made you laugh, huh? Well, daddy and Sir Mix Alot... What? What? You... you wanna hear some more? Uhm...(raps) My anaconda don't want none / unless you got buns hon... (Emma laughs again and Ross looks worried) I'm a terrible father!
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.
DR. REMORE: Well then, uh, I uhh, guess that's me. Anyone else need to go on the elevator? Dr. Horton, Dr. Wong?
Ross: 3 minutes ago!!! I don't know why that's important ...
ROSS: Yes, and that's why we're here.
Rachel: You know, when two people have a connection, you know, that's... just seems like such a... waste.
JOEY: "Oh, Chandler, now, now, that's it. There, faster!"
Chandler: Now that's so funny, because last Christmas I got the gift of space. We should get them together and make a continuum.
Joey: That's right! I'm taking the essence.
Katie: Oh, thanks! That's so sweet! (She punches Rachel like she punched Joey.)
Paul: (laughing) That's one way! Me, I- I went for the watch.
Joey: That's okay Mike, I have forgiven you. And now we're friends again everything's great!
PHOEBE: No, that's my stepdad. My real dad's the one that ran out on us before I was born.
RACH: OK, so that's... that's what, two bottles? And yet somehow we went through five?
Prospective nanny: (in a sweet, caring voice) I think that's really smart. The easier we can make the transition for her, the better. (Ross and Rachel seem pleased with the answer.)
Monica: No, that's not mine.
Phoebe: Oh, I don't know, I don't know. I think that's a little weird, y'know? Vinyl.
Chandler: That's a good idea. I wonder where I could (Pause) get a basket of porn
Phoebe: Hey, hey, ok, all right, that's it! Get in here. Come on. My god, you guys, I don't believe you. There are children coming into the world in this very building and your negative fighting noises are not the first thing they should be hearing. So just stop all the yelling, just stop it!
Chandler: Oh please, you are obsessed with babies and-and marriage and everything that's related to babies and-and marriage! I've got an idea, why don't we turn down the heat on this pressure cooker?!
RICHARD: Well, I mean what can I say? I, I was married to Barbara for 30 years. She was my high school sweetheart, now you, that's two.
Chandler: Well, that's spongy.
Joey: (very satisfied and smiling) That's what I wanted to hear! Because she's family, ok, and now you're gonna be family, and there is nothing more important in the whole world, than family.
CHANDLER: Oh, that's good. Maybe he'll hear you and pull the cord.
PHOEBE: Oh, alright, that's it, now I have to go see him.
Joey: Oh my God, that's great! I'm smart!! No, no, I'm... (he uses the Thesaurus) "brainy, bright, clever", I love this thing! Look out ladies, Joey Tribbiani's got the whole package!!
Ross: You got the clothes clean. Now that's the important part.
ROSS: Now that's a little spoiled. He was supposed to type "little", the idiot.
Rachel: Oh, that's funny!
Ross: That's right, I.. 'cause I didn't expect you were gonna invite them to the apartment!
SUSIE: Oh that's me, I gotta go.
Ross: That's all right, Rach, we got the bags. Hi, hello. Julie, this is my sister Monica. This is Chandler. Phoebe. Joey, what up?
Phoebe: That's a bird!
CHANDLER: Ok, that's me. [runs back]
Monica: All right, hand me that other box of photos; that's the very last one.
RACHEL: Uhh, let's just stay clear of 'I'm the guy that's doing you daughter' and you should be ok.
CHANDLER: (noticing a beautiful blond walking in) Ooh, oh, oh, that's her.
Ross: That that's ridiculous! I don't feel guilty for her failures!
Monica: Oh, well... um, that's all there are of these. But in about eight and a half minutes, we'll be serving some delicious onion tartlets.
Monica: Oh, that's great! Congratulations!
Rachel: Well, maybe that's my decision. Well, maybe I don't need your money. Wait!! Wait, I said maybe!!
Lowell: I know. That's what I told her.
Rachel: Oh, honey, that's so sweet.
RACH: Yeah! Closure. That's what it is, that's what I need. God, you're brilliant! Why didn't I think of that? How do I get that?
Phoebe: Oh that's my grandma. (Joey holds the box away from him.) And thanks Joey she's having a really great time. (Joey is happy now.)
Chandler: no I'm not quite sure you got the right movie that's all.
Phoebe: Oh yes, yes, yes you can. Just say, um, 'Phoebe, my work is my life and that's what I have to do right now'. And I say 'your work?! Your work?! How can you say that?!'. And then you say, um, 'it's tearing me apart, but I have no choice. Can't you understand that?'. And I say (Hits him) 'no! No! I can't understand that!'.
Ross: Oh, that's great, that is great! (Hugs and kisses Carol. Then picks up a picture frame)
Chandler: That's not what I had in mind! See, people like Ross don't generally wear these types of pants. You see, they're very tight. (Motions to Ross's buttock.) Maybe there's something in that area.
Chandler: Why not? We could give each of them half a medallion, and then years later, they'll find each other and be reunited. I mean, that's a great day for everybody.
Ross: Okay, that's, that's enough. (retreats to the bathroom)
Ross: Yeah, and-and it's not that we don't like the comedian, it's that-that... that's not why we bought the ticket.
MONICA: That's ok. I'm sorry I poisoned you.
Chandler: Love her! That's right, I LOVE HER!!! I love her!! (They walk together and hug.) I love you, Monica.
Ross: Yes, yes, that's right...
Mr. Heckles: That's my monkey.
Monica: That's probably what they'll say.
Sandy: Yeah. That's okay, right?
Monica: No, that's not it. It's just that when we were asking him all those questions before, I just... I just realized I don't care if he's the most perfect guy in the world... he's not you.
Dr. Franzblau: So, I understand you're thinking of having a baby? Well, I see you're nine months pregnant. That's a good start. How you doing with your contractions?
Joey: (to his grandmother) That's uh, scenes from next week's show. Next week's!
Ross: Yeah that's the same.
Monica: That's it. That's my worse Thanksgiving.
Chandler: To yourself. (finishing) Hey-hey-hey, y'know what that's pretty good.
Chandler: Okay, but that's, like, the easiest era.
Chandler: That's a relatively open weave and I can still see your... nipular areas.
Chandler: You know when "That's fine" sounds true when someone yells it and spits!
Chandler: Alright, Janice, that's it! Janice... Janice... Hey, Janice, when I invited you to this party I didn't necessarily think that it meant that we-
ROSS: Alright, that's it. I've had enough of this, alright. Gunther, these guys are trying to take our seat.
Rachel: (talking in her sleep) Oooooooooh. (Rachel strokes her hand over the pillow. Ross mimicks her silently) Oh, that's nice. Oh, oh. Huh, Ross!
Joey: Noooo, that's what I was wearing when I donated. I'm kinda surprised there's any of my boys left.
Ross: Well, that's cool. So did (She walks away from him and he shuts up.)
Ross: Well, I don't know, it's-it's kinda in a place that's not... It's not visually accessible to me, and I was hoping maybe you guys could-could help me out. (starts to take off his pants)
Sleepy girl, sleepy girl. Why won't you go to sleep? Sleepy girl, sleepy girl. You're, you're, you're keeping me uppp! (Yeah, that's to the tune of Smelly Cat.)
Chandler: Oh that's not true.
Ross: So, what? That's it?
Rachel: Oh, honey that's awful.