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CAROL: Oh, right. Um, I've got some news. It's about us.
PHOEBE: Um, no, huh-uh. One of my clients died on the massage table today.
PHOEBE: Yeah, um, she was 82 years old. Her name was um, Mrs. Adelman.
PHOEBE: Um, do you wanna sit?
PHOEBE: I don't know how to say this, but I think when your wife's spirit left her body, it um, kind of stuck around in me.
PHOEBE: Yeah. Ok, you don't have to believe me but um, can you think of any unfinished business she might have had, like any reason she'd be hanging around?
MONICA: Um, you guys, you know when I said before, "thank you, but I don't really need your help"?
Monica: Hi. (On the phone) Hi, uh, yes, this is Monica Geller. Um, I believe I'm taking some classes with you and I was wondering what they were.
PHOE: Hey, oh, so, um...how'd you make out last night?
Rachel: Yeah, well, it's an important day. I wanna look nice. Um, has uh Dr. Franzblau been by?
ROSS: Okay.� (They sit.)� So, um, Phoebe tells me you, ah, you play piano.
Phoebe: Or, or, y'know, um, 'I think we should see other people' means 'Ha, ha, I already am'.
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?
Cheryl: Um, would you like to come in?
Ross: Okay. Umm, for a while now, I've been wanting to, um....
Ross: (opening the door to see Mona standing there) Mona? What arehi! What are you doing here? Im, um, supposed to pick you up!
Ross: No, it's just...you know the whole "getting on with your life" thing. Well, do I have to? I mean, I'm sitting here with this cute woman, and, and, and she's perfectly nice, and, but that there's, that's it. And um, and then I'm here talkin' to you, and, and it's easy, and it's fun, and, and I don't, I don't have to...You know, here's a wacky thought. Um, what's say you and I give it another shot? No no no, I know what you're gonna say, you're a lesbian. But what do you say we just put that aside for now you know? Let's just stick a pin in it, ok? Because, we're great together, you know. You can't deny it. Besides, you're carrying my baby. I mean, how perfect is that? But see, you know, you keep sayin' that, but there's somethin' right here. I love you.
Phoebe: Thats the same month as Halloween. So, um, what kinda things do you like to do at home?
Phoebe: No, no, no, I know, I know, ooh. (on the phone in a different voice) 'Hi, this is Katelynn, from Phoebe Buffay's office. Um, is um, Ann there for Phoebe, she'll know what it's about.'
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.
Ross: Um, Monica and I arent supposed to play football.
Chandler: I don't know... um, Grease?
Rachel: Look Amy, it got a little of control..Um.. and I'm sorry. You're my sister and uh.. if it really means that much to you..
Rachel: Well, y'know, the reason I didn't wanna go running with you is because um, well y'know the way that you run is a little...(Starts flapping her arms)
DR. BURKE: Ah, that's OK, come on in. Um, I'm sorry, is Monica Geller coming? I was told she was.
Phoebe: Hi! (turns back to Chandler, then to Monica) Oh, yeah, no, I know. You're a chef. I know, and I thought of you first, but um, Chandler's the one who needs a job right now, so....
CHANDLER: So um, how come you guys haven't talked about this before?
SUSIE: Well I was thinking it would be um, kind of sexy if you wore mine tonight, at dinner.
Cheryl: Okay, um, don't take this the wrong way, but your place kinda has a weird smell.
RACHEL: Well, um, first he told me he liked how I looked.� And, ah, then we had a little . . . um . . . eye-contact.
Rachel: Um... my... father.
PHOEBE: So, um, have you told your parents?
Monica: Oh, then you do know it. (pause) So um what kind of things do you write about?
Phoebe: Does, um, anyone wanna see?
Carol: No, actually, um, we talked about Helen Willick-Bunch.
Phoebe: Yeah? I know! I know! Uh huh? Listen why dont we just um, sit and relax? You know just be with each other. Quietly!
Phoebe: No that's just me coughing! (Doing some weird coughing noises and the dog barks again. Phoebe comes out of the room.) Oh, good, there you are! Listen, um, I have a dog in my room.
MONICA: Alright, I'll tell you what. I'll come get you in 5 minutes with some sort of um, kabob emergency.
Rachel: Oh Amy, don't cry Amy. Um.. Ross, could I talk to you in private?
Monica: Um, well, I was going to, I-I-I really was. But um, then somewhere, just out of nowhere, I didnt.
Rachel: Oh! Well, um.. (Grabs his forehand) You've got plugs!
Phoebe: Hmmm? Yeah. So, um, is she fat?
Phoebe: Excuse me. Excuse me! (Mrs. Bukart stops singing) Thanks. Um, clearly this is a very, very hard time for you. Um, but, um, we provided a service, and we deserve to be paid because you ate that service, and, um, we are not leaving here until we're paid every penny. 'Cause you know what, lady? We're part time caterers, and we have no place else to go.
Ross: Um, see, but thats not the final draft.
Ross: Okay. Um is he a good guy?
Girl: Um, leave.
ROSS: Um, just some presents.
Monica: Anyway um, when he left he forgot to take the poem with him. Now, I am like totally dense about poetry, but I think it's pretty good all right. Check it out. (hands them the poem)
Rachel: Um... Ross?
Rachel (as Monica): You know what, it's feeling a lot better, thank you, um... Well, listen, why don't you two sit down and, and we'll get you some glasses... okay... (They don't know what to do with their coats and Monica points to the living room) STAT!
Ross: (a little confused) Okay, um... I don't want her watching our baby.
Phoebe: Okay, um, stay.
ROSS: Um . . . ah . . . you know, I'm divorced.� Um, Phoebe, ah . . . Phoebe said you . . . You've been divorced?
Jamie: Um, excuse me.
Ross: (panicked) Er.... um.....
Rachel: Well, I-I-I don't know how this fits into your whole "seizing" thing but um, Emily called you today.
Monica: Um, I'm not actually Amish.
Ross: Um... uh.... vulva.
PHOEBE: Just, you know, to see... um.
PHOEBE: Um, I'm gonna have a cup of the cucumber soup, and, um, take care.
Ursula: Yeah, um, may we help you?
Ursula: Um, yeah, um, twin thing.
Ross: Um. I know it says black tie optional, but, um this may be pushing it a little, um.
Phoebe: So, um, are you gonna call him?
Phoebe: (as Ursula) Listen, um...
ROSS: No, um, see 'cause that, that is, that is the staging area. If you go in there, it'll ruin the whole illusion of the party. Yeah, I think you take your scotch back in there and I will get your cigarettes for you sir.
Rachel: Um, what- what would make you think that?
PHOEBE: Oh OK. So, um, the cat stinks but you love it, let's go.
Ross: Well... you never know. How's, um.. how's the family?
Rachel: You are. Well, um... We, we, we were just... Wow!
Monica: (as Rachel) Um, okay. You just called a little while ago about needing a signature on the admissions form. Well, it turns out we need a whole new one (little laugh) because uh, you see, I-I, I put the wrong name again. (Little laugh) 'cause um...
Ross: Um uh Were-were just having this baby together but uh, uh thats all.
Ross: Um, in Phoebe's room. You can't go in there.
Chandler: (panicked) ahem... um... Crystal duck.
Joey: Um, this?
Rachel: Yeah, Im doing okay. Im um lets talk.
Phoebe: Oh! (sits down) Ok, um, ok, um,
Monica: Ok, um, I'll go with you.
Monica: Um, Pennsylvania Dutch.
Rachel: Um, excuse me, everyone. Ah, this is my last night working here, and I ah, just wanted say that I made some really good friends working here, and ah, its just time to move on. (at the counter Gunther starts to cry and runs into the back room) Ah, and no offence to everybody who ah, still works here, you have no idea how good it feels to say that as of this moment I will never have to make coffee again.
Rachel: Okay, I'm not just waitressing. I'm.. I, um... I write the specials on the specials board, and, uh... and I, uh... I take the uh dead flowers out of the vase... Oh, and, um, sometimes Artelle lets me put the little chocolate blobbies on the cookies.
RACHEL: Um, everyone?
RACH: Well. [looks at watch] Woah, look at that! I gotta go, I gotta date. With a man. Um, OK, you guys have a really, uh, have a really good night and you two have a, uh, have a, uh, really good cat. [she leaves carrying her tray then comes back in] OK, we're not supposed to take these when we leave.
Phoebe: (on phone, in 'Katelynn's' voice) 'Hi, I have Phoebe Buffay returning a page. Okay, well, um, she's in her car I'll have to patch you through.'
MICH: Um, cheers.
Ross: Yeah, i-it's for the museum. Someone found a bone, we want the bone, but they don't want us to have the bone, so I'm going over there to try to persuade them to give us the boit'sit's a whole big bone thing. Anyway, I'm gonna be gone for like, uh... like a week, so, uh, if you wanna reach me, y-you can't. So here's my itinerary (hands a sheet of paper to Monica). Um... here's a picture of me... (hands it to Monica)
MICH: Um, maybe 15, 16 years.
Phoebe: Um, were you planning on kissing me ever?
Ross: I'm having a son. Um...
Ross: So um...Thanksgiving. The holiday season is upon us, hm?
Ross: Anyway.. um.. (Starts to sweep.) So, you- uh- you nervous about Barry tomorrow?
PHOE: Rachel? Um, hi.
Phoebe: Oh, okay, umm, hi kids! Um, it's me, Aunt Phoebe. I can't wait to see you. Please don't hurt me!
Amy: Um... Charlie, this is Rachel's sister Amy. Amy, this is Charlie.
PHOE: Um, cake.
Ross: Yeah, um, I don't know if you noticed, but he had a lot to drink, and you know how he gets when he's drun..uh... (He has caught sight of Joey scowling at him) I can't do this, I did it, it was me, I'm sorry, I kissed your mom.
PHOEBE: Right. My name was on there, but now it just says "carrot cake". So, um, so um, how many chords do you know?
MONICA: OK, um. Goodbye.
Rachel: Look, um, I think we should talk about what happened on the terrace.
PHOEBE: OK, um, I'm gonna play, um, some songs about grandparents, OK. [singing] Now, grandma's a person who everyone likes, she bought you a train and a bright, shiny bike. But lately she hasn't been coming to dinner, And last time you saw her she looked so much thinner. Now, your mom and your dad said she moved to Peru, but the truth is she died and some day you will too. La-la-la la la-la-la la la-la-la la...
ROSS: Uhh, hey look, I don't really enjoy being with other men that way. But, um, zoo dollars?
MONICA: Listen, um honey, I appreciate this but you don't have to keep hanging out with them for me, I mean, they have each other.
Ross: Okay. Um, how about these? (Holds out a pair)
RACH: Um, Russ, you ready?
Phoebe: Um, we went shopping for um, for, fur.
Monica: Oh, um, around 8:02. We ah, talked for a little while, and then um, we went out for an innocent burger.
Monica: Ethan, it's um... it's icky.