words in movies
Joey: Yep, that's my audition.
Phoebe: Yep, and that's why we don't invite you to play.
Chandler: Just do it! Okay, it's Janice and if I get it I'm going to have to see her tonight. (phone stops ringing) Oh, that's great I'm gonna have to see her tonight.
Ross: And that's bad because..., you hate chicken piccata?
Chandler: I know, that, (looks at her fake chest, and loses his train of thought, temporarily) that's why I don't want to go tonight, I'm afraid I'm going to say something stupid.
Rachel: Sure Pheebs, you know, that's what it's there for, emergencies and pretend agents.
Chandler: Yes, I did. Yes, I did. Because, you're my girlfriend, and that's what girlfriends should, should get.
Chandler: Well, not me. But that's what's happened, and, ah, and, and there's more. We should take a trip.
Chandler: Yep, we're a couple and that's what couples do. And, I wanna meet your parents. We should take a trip with your parents!
Rachel: Yeah, well that's that lo-cal, non dairy, soy milk junk. We sort of, we save the real stuff for those really terminal cases.
Joey: No, no, no, see that's why you have to do this job, agents always lie. You know, Estelle just says stuff like 'They went another way', but this, I can use this. (in a very bad Italian accent) I canna work on a new accent.
Phoebe: Oh no wait, I'm sorry, that's 'pretty dumb.'
Ross: Hey, I don't know what to tell you guys that's the doll he chose.
Ross: Look, G. I. Joe's in, Barbi's out. And if you guys can't deal with it, that's your 'too bad.'
Ross: Okay, that's, that's enough. (retreats to the bathroom)
Ross: Wait a minute; you don't think it was intentional? I mean, that's just stupid.
Benjamin: (looks surprised and un-impressed) That's not even kinda close! (Ross looks around confused) Dr. Li, how many graduate students you'd be needing?
Susan: That's what we were off doing.
Monica: (furious) That's it! Dinner is over!
Rachel: Oh, she wants to see me tomorrow...Oh, she sounded really weird, I gotta call Barry... (Does so, on phone) Hi, it's me, I just.. Mindy!! Mindy! Hi! No, I figured that's where you'd be!
Chandler: Oh, that's Ross's.
Monica: I don't want her to get a boob job! That's crazy!
Joey: Well, I'm telling everyone about you! That's the only way to explain the underwear and the video camera that doesn't make me look like a pig!
Mindy: Oh that's so great!
Ross: What, so he was a little analytical. That's what he does, y'know? C'mon, he's not that bad.
Monica: All weekend? That's a whole lotta naked.
Kim: No. No! You're doing great! Dont you give up! That's why we didn't tell you and we're not gonna drag you down with us.
CHANDLER: Ok, that's Eric.
Chandler: That's ok.
RACH: All right, you know what, that's fine. If you guys want to be children about this, that's fine. I do not need to see it. [Rachel grabs the paper and runs across the room, reading it to herself.]
PHOEBE: He doesn't have rabies, he has babies. That's what my mom said.
Julie: Oh, you're busy, that's ok, I'll get it. Anybody else want one?
Steve: It's really fulfilling doing something you hate for no money. That's right. I have no money, I'm not funny, I live in a studio apartment with two other guys, and I'm pretty sure I'm infertile.
CHANDLER: Oh, that's OK, we'll figure something out.
PHOEBE: OK, I smell smoke. Maybe that's 'cause someone's pants are on fire.
CHANDLER: That's what they'll call us.
Joey: What? That's not? (Realizes) Oh my God.
MONICA: That's terrible.
JOEY: That's what it says.
Mr. Geller: Oh, well, I, I guess it musta been the day after you were born. We were in the hospital room, your mother was asleep, and they brought you in and gave you to me. You were this ugly little red thing, and all of a sudden you grabbed my finger with your whole fist. And you squeezed it, so tight. And that's when I knew.
Phoebe: No. (opens the box) wh - get off your sister! Oh my god, what are we gonna do? We have 7 rats. So what if each of them has 7 rats? And then each of those have 7 rats? That's like ... (starts counting with her fingers) That's math I can't even do! What are we gonna do?
MONICA: That's fine.
Monica: Ok, so that's what we're doing. You know, when I'm in the coffee house bopping along to one of your songs, I'm wearing ear plugs.
MONICA: Rachel, that's all we do.
Joey: Oh-oh-oh, yeah! (He grabs some towels and takes them to him.) That's right, you take good care of those babies!
Monica: That's my favourite kind! Okay, we are doing this!
RACHEL: Maybe that's all we do, what about Julie?
ROSS: That's a good point.
Rachel: That's good enough. Right? (Pause.) Okay, well umm, I'm gonna go look at my books!
Joey: Well, okay. You were my girlfriend and we were doing the crossword puzzle. Y'know like you guys were doing last night. So, that's it. I'm in love with Monica and I'll be moving out.
Chandler: (On cell phone) Don't worry, I'll be back before you know it. Yes it will be the same. Because I know, that's how. I promise.
Ross: That's nice... now, was that before or after you told him to stop calling, stop sending you flowers and to generally leave you alone, hmm?
Ross: My mommies love me. That's clever.
Monica: That's Dudley Moore. I said I wanted it like Demi Moore.
Quartet: Your no God's gift to women, that's all in your headdddd. You are just a buttmunch.
PHOEBE: What if the husband person is the wrong guy, and you are the right guy. I mean you don't get chances like this all the time, if you don't meet her now, you're gonna be kicking yourself when your 80, which is hard to do, and that's how you break a hip.
Dr. Mitchell: That's because they are.
Erica: I don't think so. Although, they did mention something about two heartbeats. But I thought that was just mine and the baby's. They kept saying both heartbeats are really strong, and I thought well, that's good 'cause I'm having a baby.
PHOEBE: That's too much. Sorry.
ROSS: No. So what. So what if we get beaten up, maybe that's just something every man has to go through once in his life. Ya know, like a, like a right of passage or somethin'.
CHANDLER: That's me.
Joey: (Yelling at Chandler) And that's how I know you didn't watch the tape! (goes back to his room and slams the door).
RACH: Oh, that's um, interesting.
RICHARD: That's fine. Well, your other dad and I are gonna go have a romantic evening and I guess I'll just see you kids around.
RACH: That's what I said.
Phoebe: Maybe that's 'cause she's not really gone.
Ross: Okay, that's it. WE ARE SEEING OTHER PEOPLE!
ROSS: That's right, he's not Drake, he's Hans Remore, Drake's evil twin.
ROSS: No, that's fine.
Carol: All right, that's it. I want both of you out.
Janice: That's not the hard part honey! The hard part is what comes next, I mean aren't you worried about the results?
PHOEBE: That's him.
Ross: That does not sound stupid to me. You know, it's like the first time I had to make dinner for myself, after Carol left me? (the buzzer on the washer goes off) I'm sorry, that's all the time we have. Next on Ross...(opens up the washer) Uh-oh.
Rachel: Oh my God! That's my boss. You have to seat us somewhere else.
Mike: Yeah well, that's the thing. For me it's as far as it can ever go.
CHANDLER: Oh, so that's what this is for.
DR. BURKE: Yeah, that's my job. Alright, look up. . . look down, now open your eyes, now look down. That's right, look into the light. Now look at me. . . OK. Your eyes look good. Those are good eyes.
Monica: I'm sorry, but that's my happy place.
RACHEL: That's great!
ROSS: No no, that's me.
Joey: He's right, cause if you're just gonna, like, break his heart, that's the kind of thing that can wait.
PHOEBE: Ok, that's so nice.
JOEY: See after the scene, Mr. Beatty comes up to me and says 'good actor, bad kisser'. Can you believe that, me not a good kisser, that's like, like Mother Theresa, not a good mother.
Chandler: That's patio furniture!
ROSS: That's it? That's all you wrote? You're the worst writer in the whole world.
Rachel: Wait! No, that's ridiculous. Come on, he lives three blocks away!
JOEY: But that's what...
Phoebe: (turns around) Um, that's it. No. Hey! You! J. Crew guy. Yeah. Why have you been following me? I mean, all week long everywhere I look there's you.
Monica: Well, that's it (To Ross) You gonna crash on the couch?
Chandler: Somebody wanna help me, tryin' to rip out my heart. (they pull her hand off of him) Uh, that's great. (looking around) Anybody seen a nipple?
Monica: Oh, is that so? Ok. If that's really what you want, then here... I give you the headset. Well, I don't really want to give you the headset. Well I guess if you're taking over, you should probably return these messages. (hands her a stack of papers with messages and calls to return)
RACHEL: Oh that's what you want.
RACHEL: Wow. Wow, that's great. Great. Ok, wow, you know what.
Chandler and Joey: That's nice.
Joey: C'mon! Just try to picture her not pregnant, that's all.
Phoebe: Oh, like that's a word.
ROSS: Hey, you're a doctor of gums. That's the smallest body part you can major in. It's like day one, floss. Day two, here's your diploma.
MONICA: [her and Phoebe tilt their heads] Oh, that's too bad.
Monica: It's worse. The only thing that's getting me through is knowing that I'm gonna be seeing you soon. I think I may even try to get out of here early.
Chandler: (To Monica) Wow! Listen, we had a good run. You know, what was it? Four? Five months? I mean, that's more than most people have in a lifetime! So, good-bye, take care, bye-bye then! (He kisses her and starts to climb out the balcony window)
Chandler: What are you crazy? That's a baby!
Rachel: (looking thoughtful) Ok, that's true. That's true, we can do this. You're right, you're right, we can do this. We're just gonna power through!
Chandler: (entering, very upset) Ok Tommy, that's enough mourning for you! Here we go, bye bye!! (he shoves him out the door)
RACHEL: OK, that's dead right?
DUNCAN: I know, that's what I kept telling myself but you just reach a point where you can't live a lie anymore.
ROSS: That's romantic.
Chandler: That's good one too, Pheebs. Now all you have to do is find a planeload of people who's resolution is to plummet to their deaths.
MR A: Oh, that's all right, although you did cut into my busy day of sitting.
PHOEBE: Whoa, that's a lot of stuff.
Rachel: Well, come on, Steve; let's not rule out nervous laughter. Hey, now wait a minute. Phoebe told me that - that you owned your own restaurant. That's impressive.
JOEY: Well that's how I feel.
MRS. GELLER: Well that's wonderful. . . I
PHOEBE: Um, yeah I guess that's me.
MONICA: That's great.
CHANDLER: That's right my friend. It's time for...