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Chandler: Hey, by any chance did either of pick uh Rachel for your secret Santa, cause I wanna trade for her.
Ross: Like uh, that gold necklace I got her last year.
Ross: Well, she wore it all Christmas day, and then uh
Ross: Thats a good point. So uh, how long are you gonna punish him?
Joey: (entering) Hey Gunther, have you uh, have you seen Chandler?
Chandler: Oh, uh, when-when are you coming back?
Joey: Yeah, yknow at first I thought we could talk about this yknow, work it out, but uh, seeing you two together I dont think I
Tim: Uh. (He holds up a brown lunch bag.)
Ross: (to Rachel) Oh hey! Hey uh, you remember the necklace I gave you last year? Can I see it?
Rachel: Huh, well maybe it uh, it changed.
Monica: Thank you. Come meet my friends. This is uh, Phoebe.
Monica: No-no-no that was good, it was, that was uh, that was a goood kiss
Kathy: Oh. Well uh, (to Chandler) you not being able to talk may make this easier. Listen umm (She looks at the gang who are watching, they take the hint and leave them alone.) Listen I dont wanna be someone who comes between two best friends. I just, I cant stand seeing what this is doing to you guys, and I dont wanna be the cause of that. So, I dont think we can see each other anymore. Im gonna go to my moms in Chicago, Im gonna stay there for awhile. I think this couldve be something really amazing, but yknow this is probably for the best. Yknow? Im gonna miss you. Good-bye, Chandler.
Joey: All right, who got Chandler? Cause I uh, need to trade.
Joey: (interrupting him) Uh Ross! Are there uh, are there naked chicks on that piece of paper?
Monica: Hey Maureen! (They hug.) Gosh! Hey uh, Chandler? This is my cousin Maureen.
Joey: Oh, uh, ok. Right this way. All the other pregnant women seem to be goin' in here.
JOEY: Well I uh, got what I came for. [puts on moose hat] I'll uh, I'll see you guys.
Monica: No! No. Theyre umm Theyre just uh ground beef smileys. (Holding up one of the shells.)
Phoebe: (points at Joey's pen) Uh, uh, gimme. Can you see me operating a drill press?
Joey: Uh, 10:30.
Ross: I know! Anyway, they asked me to be a guest lecturer! I mean its temporary, but uh, if they like me it could lead to a full time job. How great would that look great on a mailbox, huh? "Professor Geller."
Joey: Uh, y'know what, were having second thoughts about our copying needs. And well need a little more time to think about it.
Sergei: Uh, (picks up a plate) plate?
Joey: (entering) Hey! Uh, Monica? Chandler? Can I talk to you guys for a second?
Joey: All right, uh (To Ross) Oh hey, youve done this before Ross, well what did you say when you made up your vows?
ROSS: So you wanna watch uh, Entertainment Tonight?
Ross: Yeah, uh, except for the red sock, which is still red. I'm sorry, please don't be upset, it could happen to anyone.
Chandler: Uh then there was that dialect coach who helped you with that play where you needed a southern accent. Which after twenty hours of lessons still came out Jamaican.
Rachel: Well it happened about six weeks ago, and uh I had just got home from work and Ross was already there cause I guess he had been hanging out with Joey.
Joey: Come on man! (To Gary) Listen so uh, are you gonna squeeze the perps shoes a little bit before he lawyers up?
Phoebe: So uh, now look at the picture
Ross: Oh, I uh, hope you don't mind, I kinda uh, jazzed it up a little. Check this out. (He plays the greeting, and We Will Rock You starts to play and Ross's voice comes over it.) We will, we will, call you back!
CHANDLER: Oh, uhh, actually I uh, have some news.
Rachel: Yeah...(sigh)....OK. Where were we? Oh, OK... five card draw, uh... jacks or better... nothing wild, everybody ante.
Rachel: (entering) Hey Ross? Umm, I just ran into Caitlin in the hallway and-and uh, you must be getting better at this flirting stuff than I thought.
Monica: Uh, yeah.
Ross: Well, so, you-youll get a job here! I mean, Im always hearing about uh, them foreigners coming in here and stealing American jobs; that could be you!
Ross: Uh, huh. Yeah, right after I thank everyone for giving money to the museum, I sing a song about the wonder that is Joey.
Ross: Hey uh Mon, I saw the Porsche parked out front, can I get the keys? Thought Id take that bad boy out for a little spin.
ROSS: Excuse me, I'm seizing. Mr. Treeger, here's another 50, happy Hanukkah. Will uh, will this help with the knob getting?
Woman: Oh great! Well, tell him thanks. And since uh, Joey seems like such a nice guy, maybe we could go on a date sometime?
Joey: Oh uh, can I give you a hand?
EDDIE: At the uh, supermarket, in the uh, ethnic food section. I helped him pick out a chorizo.
Chandler: And I don't wanna say this, I don't you guys to hate me, but uh, I don't think, I can be around that dog anymore. Okay, so either the dog goes, or I go. (An awkward silence ensues.) Oh my god!!
Joey: I dont know. Just uh, just tell em it was a mix-up with the invitations, orNo-no-no! Blame it on the post office. They hate the post office. And the Irish! But I dont think you can blame it on them so (He dials the phone and hands it to Monica.)
MONICA: Okay, so, uh, we're in France, we're making the toast. Do you see a little bassinet in the corner?
Joey: Thats a uh, thats a tough combination.
Chandler: So uh, now that little Chandler turned out to be a girl, what are they gonna name her?
Ross: Oh thats right. Well uh, would you be interested in seeing a Ukrainian film?
Sophie: Uh, uh, uh, I am here.
Phoebe: Ok, and I have the, uh receipt for my dinner with Nokululu Oon Ah Ah.
Ross: (stops her) Wait uh, listen. I-I, I have to tell you something. Umm, Ive been thinking, Im just gonna come out and say it. Okay? I-I-I ah, I-I think I love you.
Ross: Like uh yknow like this! This! (He picks up one of those art projects that kids make in kindergarten and first grade.) She-she couldve made this!
Rachel: (shakes her head) Alright, alright look, just uh... just try to remember how you felt when you were in love, and think about that when you're playing the scene.
Rachel: I didnt uh, really have time to read this part of the books, but do you think we have time to
Tag: (interrupting) Uh Mr. Zelner, Im the one who filled in that evaluation.
Chandler: Oh, I can uh, check that for ya.
Phoebe: Uh huh. But they're not your friends anymore.
CHANDLER: OK, but uh, I hope you realize this means we're gonna miss hearing about the specials.
INTERVIEWER: So, uh, what are you going to do next?
Rachel: Uh, Mon, you-you gonna leave your shoes out here?
Ross: Come here, come here. Uh, (He takes the earring out.) ow! Emily, will you marry me?
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...
Rachel: (Brings Marcel a teddy bear) Marcel, this is for you. It's, uh, just, y'know, something to, um, do on the plane.
Ross: Well, ahem... you know, by the time we'd finished with all the dirty talk, it was kinda late... and we were both kind of exhausted, so uh...
CHANDLER: Well, if I was wearing your underwear then, uh, what would you be wearing?. . . You're swell.
Joey: Uh! That's a tough one. Oh! Wait a minute, this happened to me before! Yeah, I was auditioning for a play and the producer fell asleep and... (pause) no wait a minute... it was me who fell asleep... Yeah I mean hey, Shakespeare, how about a chase scene once in a while!?
MONICA: Well, I just think the baby would keep falling off the dog. Do you, uh, do you , do you not see kids in our future.
Ross: If she is where you are then uh then my feeling weird about it shouldnt stand in the way.
Joey (staring at the cake): Uh.. is it ok that I still think it looks delicious?
Phoebe: (disgusted) Uh.
Joey: Um, sure! Did you, uh, did you try turning the knob back the other way?
Monica: Well, she actually has a boyfriend yknow herself, named Clark. Uh, she also kinda invited herself to our wedding. Clark too.
Rachel: (pretends to be shocked) Uh! The police!
Joey: Hey uh, whats a matter?
Phoebe: Uh! The psychic also said that I would be betrayed.
Ross: Uh, oh-ho bye.
Man: Yeah. Me. (The elevator door opens.) Oh hey, thats me. (Rolls onto the elevator.) Hey uh, I take it youre just visiting someone.
Ross: So thats the only reason she could be here huh? It couldnt have anything to do with the fact that-that maybe Im a good listener and I uh I put on a great slide show!
Ross: My son? Pretty serious. (Theres a knock on the door and Ross answers it.) Oh hey Katie! (The cashier from before) What uh, what are you doing here?
ROSS: I, uh, well... I... I met Russ.
Joey: (pretending to be an announcer) And the winner is Joey Tribbiani! (He then gets excited and goes over to the counter to practice his acceptance speech using a bottle of maple syrup as the award.) Oh Wow! I honestly never expected this. I uh, I didnt prepare a speech. But umm, Id like to thank (Rachel enters quietly) my parents, whove always been there for me. Id also like to thank my friends, Chandler, Monica, Phoebe, Rachel
Phoebe: (On the phone, in New York) Uh, hello, this is Ross Gellers personal physician, Dr. Philange.
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?'.
Joey: Yeah, but uh, I dont want to be up too late, so uh, Ill have a decaf.
Joey: (startled) Yeah, okay but look, buy uhHey-hey, yknow, yknow who else I like? You! And it-it doesnt get said enough. I like you Ross.
JOEY: Right. Ok, ok, uh, ducks is heads, because ducks have heads.
Joey: Id say, come again. No-no, wait I-I-I know this one, I know this one, uh
Rachel: Uh. No.. I was going to let you use my Ralph Lauren discount.
Ross: Wow! This is so amazing. I uh, I really thought Id have to talk you into this more.
Ross: Oh, thanks. Yeah, I really thought wed be able to make it work, but uh, I guess it just wasnt meant to be.
Joey: Home sweet home, huh? Nice to, uh, get back to reality. Plus we know how the New Years gonna go off. I guess theres no reason for all that Y2K panic, yknow? Anyway, gnight!
Chandler: Oh you wouldnt uh, care. Its just a stupid comic book story.
CHANDLER: Oh it's uh, over there on the table.
JOEY: Uh, hey, Dr. Greene, why don't you come with me, we'll put your jacket on Rachel's bed.
Rachel: Uh.. okay, sure! Thanks! (She hands him the broom and sits down.)
SUSIE: Uh, is your name Chandler?
Joey: Looks good, uh?
MONICA: Hey, have you guys eaten, because uh, Richard and I just finished and we've got leftovers... Chicken and potatoes... What am I wearing?...Actually, nothing but rubber gloves.
Joshua: Well, I guess this is uh, I guess this is it.
Chandler: Okay, well I wont uh, worry about this anymore then.
Rachel: No, no, trust, me, it's, it's, it's much better that I know. Uh, I just liked it better before it was better...
PHOEBE: No, huh uh, no way, I'm sorry, not gonna happen.
RACHEL: Oh, God, no problem. So you're gonna go with the uh, waiting thing?
RACHEL: Well then uh, we better make this night count. [He starts to carry her out.] Oh wait, I forgot to turn off the cappucino machine. [He carries her over to turn it off.] Anchors away. Oh no no, my purse, my purse, my purse, my purse, my purse, my pu rse. [He carries her to the counter to pick up her purse.] Oh, you know what. I forgot to turn off the bathroom light.
Paul: Well, ever-ev-... ever since she left me, um, I haven't been able to, uh, perform. (Monica takes a sip of her drink.) ...Sexually.
Phoebe: Of course! Yeah, I was uh, umm Thigh Mega Tampon.
Ross: (interrupting her) Okay. Okay. If uh, if youre gonna do this, then Im gonna do that. (Points to the bathroom.) So (Starts for the bathroom.)
Joey: Uh yeah, where-wheres the guy who decides whos pictures go up on the wall?
Ross: Yes. Yes. Dont worry. Everythings fine. Well uh, well see you tomorrow at the wedding.
Rachel: Y'know honey, umm, as uh, as flattered as I am that uh, you saw me first, uhh, I just, I-I don't think we should be cranking anything up.
Ross: Wow! Sorry. So uh, how are the new people?
Young Ethan: Well, if that's what you kids are calling it these days then, yes I am. I uh, I've kinda been waiting for the right person.