words in movies
FBOB: [pulls out a flask] Whattaya say we make these, uh, coffees Irish?
MNCA: What these? [holding up liquor bottles] Oh, these are, um, for.. cuts and scrapes.
MNCA: [holding bottles] Does anybody want these?
Rachel: Oh my God! Oh my God, look at these pelts!
Phoebe: Yeah, 'cause hello, these are not her boobies, these are her breasts.
Monica: (holding up a small cowboy hat) This isnt mine. (Sets it down and looks at the rest of the boxes.) Hey, this isnt, this isnt my stuff! Ugh, Ross! (Grabs and holds up a doll.) These are your boxes! Where are my boxes?
Chandler: He was asking all these questions about you, me, and London. And, of course the glue that holds this all together, the rules.
Phoebe: (looks at the paper) Are these for rent! I thought people were just bragging!
GUNTHER: Fellas, these guys were here first.
RACHEL: Yeah, these are pretty ch-ching.
Monica: How hammered are you? Huh? These, these are Joeys sisters.
MNCA: Ok, this is pumpkin pie with mockolate cookie crumb crust. This is mockolate cranberry cake, and these are mockolate chip cookies. Just like the Indians served.
Joey: It's okay, these things happen.
Phoebe: Y'know, for once, I am going to sit down and try to watch one of these things. (just as she sits down).
Rachel: Uhm... you haven't told these guys what they're doing in the wedding yet.
Phoebe: Oh, yeah! You like em? I just, I went to a used clothes store and got a bunch of maternity stuff. These are sooo comfortable!
EDDIE: Hey man, check it out, I got some great stuff to dehydrate here. I got some grapes, got some apricots, I thought it would be really cool to see what happens with these water balloons.
RACHEL: These are from Halloween three years ago.
Waiter: I'm sorry sir, these are for the pharmaceutical convention (walks away)
Monica: Not at these prices.
The Grip: These got left for ya. (He hands him a bunch of helium balloons.)
Ross: Years and years ago there were these people called the Maccabees...
Phoebe: Yeah, but yknow, about have of these are gonna end up getting divorced.
Monica: These arent for you! Are you upset?
Monica: They're all in there! Even these five that I hid in my bra (takes some tickets out of her bra and gives them to Phoebe)...
Mrs. Geller: Oh no, dont be silly. I just bet Id need these. (Opens the freezer to reveal )
Joey: These little women. Wow!
Mr. Geller: ...And I read about these women trying to have it all, and I thank God 'Our Little Harmonica' doesn't seem to have that problem.
Rachel: Monica, where did you get these?!
Gunther: Hey! Take these cappuccinos to table 11 and that guy over there (points) wants the biscotti.
Phoebe: I know, I know, we can drive, we can vote, we can work, what more do these broads want?
Rachel: The beef? Yeah, that was weird to me, too. But then, yknow, I thought well, theres mincemeat pie, I mean thats an English dessert, these people just put very strange things in their food, yknow. [To Joey] Oh! by the way, can I borrow some Rum from your place?
Ross: Well, I just made these two things uhm... cheeks. And then I split this to make ears.
Phoebe: My guy is a lawyer who has volunteer work. And, he has one of these (She squeezes the skin on her chin together to form )
Chandler: We are supposed to make these decisions together! Did you not watch the Doctor Phil I taped for you?
Ross: Well hey, who did these resumes for ya?
Amy: Its such a slap in the face. I'm your sister and you would give your baby to these strangers over me.
Monica: Ooh, these tennis shoes are so tight. I think Ill take them off. (Goes to do so.)
Tour Guide: Im Rhonda, (motions to her breasts) and these arent real! (Joey and Ross look at each other, shocked)
MR. GELLER: Tell you what, maybe one of these weekends you can borrow the car and I cou. . .
Chandler: Are you serious?! I mean like eloping?! No more stupid wedding stuff?! No more these flowers or these flowers or these flowersThink of the money well save!! (Monica just looks at him.) Were not eloping. I love the flowers. Can our wedding be bigger please?
Monica: I am going I'm going--Turn it over! (Rachel rolled onto her stomach and Monica rolls her back.) I'm I am going to get these drops in your eyes. (She is holding Rachel down with both hands and has the eyedropper in her mouth.)
Rachel: I dont know. I dont know how I feel. This is all happening so fast. I have to make all these decisions that I dont want to make. (Takes another sip of champagne and spits it back out) Somebody just take this away from me!!
Mrs. Bing: Car's waiting downstairs, I just wanted to drop off these copies of my book for your friends. Anything you want from Lisbon?
RACHEL: Ooh, goooosh, ooh, these are cookies smashed in the sports section.
Mike: Ok, fine, these rats are our responsibility. What happens when they mate and there are hundreds of them?
Rachel: All right, okay. Alright, let's give to these babies something to cry about!
Danny: Yep. (To Rachel) I'm gonna wear these on our date tonight.
Rachel: Oh yeah, nothing! These are happy tears! This is just what I wanted.
Ross: I dont know what to say, Im sorry. Though, youre not supposed to take these. (Points to the bone) Its like a million years old, we, we actually, we had people looking for that.
Phoebe: These old things.
Monica: I know! Phoebe is gonna love dressing them in these!
Ross: Marsha, these are cave people. Okay? They have issues like 'Gee, that glacier's getting kinda close.' See?
Ross: (speaking with his mouth full) Yeah, I mean, all things that guy... (looks at the cookie) These are amazing!
Joey: Y'know what I mean, about how I'm always going out with all these women. And I always figured, when the right one comes along, I'd be able to be a stand-up guy and go the distance, y'know? Now I'm looking at my dad, thinking...
MRS BUFFAY: What are these, stitches?
Chandler: Yeah, I've been to these places before, but I've never really seen them, you know.
Rachel: All right, well, you're right, these are the best oatmeal cookies I've ever had.
Phoebe: Oh please, these guys, we haven't even moved in yet and they have us picking out china patterns. (Mike seems to gag a little...and laughs nervously. They begin to leave. Phoebe bolts back)
Phoebe: But ifno look, okay. These jerks might not care about you, but the universe does! And that says a lot!
Joey: Wouldn't you pay good money to see these identical hands showcased in some type of a uh, entertainment venue?
Ross: Ohh, these are pretty good.
WAITER: (with tray and two drinks)� Excuse me.� Um, these are from the two gentlemen at the end of the bar.
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.
Chandler: Yes, but these women are very hot, and they need our help! And they're very hot.
Rachel: Well, I dont know. I called all the people in Monicas phone book and these are the only ones who could show up on 24 hours notice.
Joey: Oh my God! How many of these things did you have? These are pure vodka.
Ross: ...and these come in the shapes of your favourite Christmas characters, Santa, Rudolph, and Baby Jesus.
PHOEBE: I sense these things. It was either but or butter.
Ross: Look, look, theres got to be a way we can work past this. Okay, (takes a hold of one of her arms.) I cant imagine, I cant imagine my life without you. (Both of them are starting to cry.) Without, without these arms, and your face, and this heart. Your good heart Rach, (drops to his knees and hugs her around her waist) and, and....
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.
Rachel: Well, these aren't mine. Maybe Monica used to use them with...
Frank Jr.: Yeah, I really cherish these moments, 'cause before you know it, they're gonna be awake again.
CHANDLER: Alright, I hope you realize you're not getting these underpants back.
ROSS: Hey, let's bring the rest of these down to the truck.
Rachel: (refers to the table) What are these?
Rachel: And all these people actually died?
Rachel: Do you guys want these?
JOEY: What are these, like famous chickens?
Mona: Umm, I-I thought we were moving forward and now youre-youre sending me all these mixed signals. What are you trying to tell me?
Ross: (looking his elbow, where there's a patch) These aren't suede.
CHAN: [squirming] All right, let's get some perspective here, ok? These things, they happen for a reason.
Ross: (he starts reading directly from his cards word for word very quietly) "There are three primary theories concerning sediment flow rate. Each of these theories can be further subcategorized into two distinct "
Receptionist: (on phone) Hold on. (To Chandler) Fill these out, sit over there. (Tosses him some forms.)
Ross: Theres no or in mind. What is wrong with these pants?!!
MNCA: Now, in some of these recipes, the quantities may seem just a little unusual, uh, like these coconut mockolate holiday nut bars. I've indicated four cups of coconut, and four cups of crushed nut, and only, uh, one tablespoon of mockolate.
The Salesman: (laughs) You need these books.
Rachel: No? Yknow, I can tie one of these into a knot using just my tongue.
Chandler: But Ill tell you something. One of these days were get off of our buts and rent Die Hard again!
Emily: No, no, no Ross! Ross, these are friends of mine from home. (Introducing them) Liam, Devon, this is Ross.
Rachel: I know... Honey, seriously, I did it all. The luggage that I'm taking is in the bedroom, this is Emma's Paris stuff, these are the boxes that I'm having shipped, and that's the sandwich that I made for the plane...
Monica: I know that switch does something, okay? So-so I went down to city hall and got these. All I had to do was pay $25 and wait in line for three hours.
Joey: Oh, its this big budget period movie about these three Italian brothers who come to America around the turn of the century. Its really classy! Oh, and the director is supposed to be the next, next Martin Scorcese.
Ross: (squatting and reading the instructions) I'm supposed to attach a brackety thing to the side things, using a bunch of these little worm guys. I have no brackety thing, I see no whim guys whatsoever and- I cannot feel my legs.
Cassie: Ill always remember that summer, because its when I got all of these freckles. (She pulls her blouse open to show him her shoulder and bra strap.)
Mrs. Geller: Chandler! Youve been Rosss best friend all these years, stuck by him during the drug problems. (Ross gets disgusted.) And now youve taken on Monica as well. Well, I dont know what to say. Youre a wonderful human being.
Phoebe: To see if know what these guys are talking about.
Monica: Chandler? I was just in our bedroom and I found these (she holds the furry handcuffs) on my pillow.
Chandler: But I am willing to offer her all those things. This was just a plan, yknow? A way to throw her off course so that when I offered her all these things, shed be surprised!
Rachel: Yeah, which, by the way Chandler, I would like back one of these days.
Rachel: Oh, come on! We know what these are worth.
Chandler: See thats where I think that youre wrong. Weve been playing these babies man for man; we should really be playing a zone defense.
Chandler: Well yeah! But now that I know that youre having these thoughts, Im back to panic, anxiety, and uh Im definitely gonna need some kind of sports drink.