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Monica: Because we're moving in a couple of days and it just didn't make sense.
Chandler: We're taking a break!
Ross: (to Joey) Oh no, she took down Monica... And I'm the crier in the family. Oh God! I could be next. Maybe she won't talk with me if it looks like we're deep in converstation. Oh, so that thing you said about the thing. It really made me think about that other thing.
Monica: We're moving in a couple of days and we've got a lot of packing to do. It would be great if you guys could pitch in.
Monica: Okay, we're gonna start in the kitchen. Plates get put into plate protectors and stacked ten to a box. The silverware gets bundled in rubber bands and then bubble wrapped. Got it?
Monica: All right, Chandler get the coats. Erica let's go. Phoebe and Joey, keep packing! Oh my God we're gonna have a baby. All right. We're gonna have a baby! OH MY GOD, WE'RE GONNA HAVE A BABY! Oh God, oh God, I got to sit down, I got to sit down. Ooh! (she's hyperventilating)
Stanley: It-it's probably just temporary. We're hoping to get some more money soon, so if could just uh, hang out.
Monica: Hey, you better hope that we're pregnant, because one way or another, we're giving a baby back to Rachel.
Rachel: Well, yeah! We're cool. Totally cool.
MONICA: Sorry we're late.
Ross: Oh! You are gonna love it! (The girl is looking in the other direction as Ross is taking off his own coat, revealing the pink and white ladies shirt) and I'm so glad, we're finally doing this.
JOEY: Uhh, this is it, this is how we're gonna die. Ready?
Monica: Ok, trying to turn me on by making a mess? Know your audience! Besides, tomorrow we're doing those fertility tests and until then you need to keep your tadpoles in the tank.
ROSS: Uh, actually, we're getting a cat.
Phoebe: We're so stupid! Do you know what's going on in there? They're trying to take Joey!
Joey: Jan-ice. 'Cause I, just, I feel bad for Ross, you know, we-we always go together, we're like the three hocke-teers.
Larry: (coming back) We're outta here!
Phoebe: Oh, Jason? Yeah, uh-huh, we're seeing each other tonight.
CAROL: We're uh, we're getting married.
Joey: I don't know. We're talking about whipped fish, Monica. I'm just happy I'm keeping it down, y'know?
RACH: No, you guys, you really don't have to go, we're done talking.
Chandler: We're flipping Monica's mattress.
Chandler: (to Monica) No, I think we're just blurry shapes to him now.
Monica: We're so sorry.
Ross: No, actually I was just saying it looks like we're not sitting together. But now you mention it, there was ice there that night... It was the first frost...
Chandler: We're not gonna have this conversation again... Look at this place. Why am I so intimidated by this guy? Pretentious art, this huge macho couch. When we know all he does is sit around all day crying about losing Monica to a real man! (laughs) You don't think he's here, do you? (Joey looks around)
Joey: I know, I know..., but that's okay. I mean, we can control ourselves, we're not animals.
Ross: Me neither, okay? We are - we're done being stupid.
Monica: Well you can't! We're booked solid for the next month!
Janice: We're baack!
Monica: We're switching rooms.
Chandler: (interrupting) Whoa-whoa-whoa! We're having kids?!
CHANDLER AND JOEY: Hi. We're the guys who called about the baby. We left the baby on ths bus. Is he here? Is he here?
Steve: Yes, that's right. We're excited about the level of sophistication you'll be bringing to the job.
Chandler: (deadpan, standing next to Monica) We're very happy for you.
Rachel: No, I'm sorry, we're all out of those. Anybody else?
Ross: Okay. So we're, we're good?
Ross: Oh, well of course, the humiliating. So, so wee, we're okay.
Ross: Oh, but it's a kind game! So we're a little late, you know, the girls will be there, let's stay just for one more goal.
Chandler: It's "Ride of the Valkyries" from "Apocalypse Now"... See, here's the thing: The corn rose were really a solution to your frizzy hair problem. And now that we're home, we don't have that problem anymore, so if you think about it... I hate them!
Phoebe: Yes, and her boyfriend. But we're celebrating Thanksgiving in December 'cause he is lunar.
ROSS: Why, why, why can't you stand me being here? I don't, I, we're just, ya know, we're just havin' fun.
Chandler: (stops her) We're in a relationship?
Rachel: Nothing! Oh God, we're just so excited that you want to get this apartment!
Chandler: Here's the thing, Janice. You know, I mean, it's like we're different. I'm like the bing, bing, bing. You're like the boom, boom, (Chandler flails his hand out and hits Janice in the eye)... boom.
JOEY: How do we say yes now and make it seem like we're not doin' it just to ride in the cool car?
Monica: Oh, we're not doing that. Okay
Joey: Ah, can I just say I know we're doing this for Ross, and that's cool, but if it was up to me, this is not what we'd be doing on our first date.
Joey: (opening the door wearing nothing but a sock, and holding a dart board over the `Little General.') Hey! (Chandler turns down the TV) Now, we're not actually gonna be sleeping in her, but do you mind?
Phoebe: Okay, alright, you buy me a soda, and then we're even. Okay?
Chandler: Oh, is this about you-you dating the nurse? Yeah, Joey already told me, and I am so-so fine. I mean, you and I we're just, y'know, we're nothing, we're goofin' around.
MONICA: Could you guys please try to keep it down, we're trying to start a Boggle tournament.
Ross: Okay, okay, so we're in the car. Right? And bang! A shot was fired. And Joey with no regard for his own safety throws himself on me!
Joey: No, I know, yeah I know we're great but Rach no... this... this can't happen!
Rachel: Okidoki! (and she slams the door in the nanny's face while Ross crumples up the application form) Wow! We're never gonna find a nanny.
Ross: We're shushing... because... we're trying to hear something. Listen. (everyone is silent) Don't you hear that?
Monica: So what, you're not the only one. I mean, half the time we don't know where we're going. You've just gotta figure at some point it's all gonna come together, and it's just gonna be... un-floopy.
Young Ethan: Uh, listen um, as long as we're telling stuff, uh, I have another one for you. I'm a little younger than I said.
Ross: (catching the ball) Monica! Stop throwing it so hard! We're on the same team!
Ross: It doesn't matter! It's my principles! We're talking about my principles!
Rachel: Hi! Sorry- sorry we're late, we, uh, kinda just, y'know, lost track of time.
Chandler: So we're standing firm on the 'not getting our hopes up'?
Rachel: Y'know what Ross? You're not going anywhere. You're gonna sit right here. I'm gonna make you a cup of tea and we're gonna talk this thing whole out. All right? (She goes out to talk to Dave) Hey, Dave!
Chandler: Yeah Ross, I mean... we're excited to hear the speech but the rest of the time we're gonna wanna do, you know, "island's stuff".
CAROL: Uh, we're going down to Colonial Williamsburg.
Monica: Oh my God, oh my God, that letter is gonna go in our file! We're never gonna get a kid. No, we're gonna be one of those old couples that collects orchids or has a lot of birds!
Monica: Yeah, I think we're ready for our first course. (Steve sits, Monica brings over a tray) OK, um, these are rot-shrimp ravioli, and celantro pondou sauce... (Steve starts to eat them one by one, quickly)... with just a touch of mints... and... (he finishes)... ginger.
Roger: That's tough. Tough stuff. C'mon, Pheebs, we're gonna catch that movie, we gotta get going.
CAROL: Nothing. Ok, everything. I think we're calling off the wedding.
Ross: I've seen her at work, but I always figured, ah-huh? But, uh, I made her dinner. We had a great time. And we're going out again tomorrow.
Monica: Because I know that you think the lottery is "boohaki" but we're all here and gonna watch the numbers and have fun. And you're my brother, and I want you to be a part of this.
Ross: (To the rest of Central Perk) We're rehearsing a Greek play.
ROSS: Monica, Monica, you could come in straddling him, they still wouldn't believe it. [opens door] We're here.
Teacher: And we're dancing. A-five, six, seven, eight...
Rachel: It wouldn't have mattered anyway, Phoebe, you and I are, are gonna live together, we're roommates; that's the deal.
Phoebe: Hey, you know what, I've never had a one-year anniversary before, so no matter where we go, I'm wearing something fancy pants, and... I'm gonna put on my finest jewelry and we're gonna have sex in a public rest room.
Chandler: And, we're done with the yogurt. (Sets yogurt down on table)
RACHEL: (as herself) "Well, should we just continue to live together and not really tell each other how we're really feeling?"
Monica: I'm sorry honey, but we're gonna take you shopping. It's gonna be fine.
Chandler: See, now, why would you assume that? Just because we're married? I will have you know that we are very hip, happening people. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to get back to reading the obituaries.
MONICA: OK, wait, wait, wait, wait. You know what? Ross, let's - let's switch places. You get in the middle. No un-, ya know, unless this looks like we're trying to cover something up.
Gary: This witness won't return my calls so we're gonna see if we can surprise him coming home.
Angela: We're just friends.
EDDIE: Not Sean Penn. Alright, I, I've got a funny one, alright. My last girlfriend Tilly. Ok, we're eating breakfast, right, and I made all these pancakes, there was like 50 pancakes right. And all of the sudden she turns to me, alright, and she says, 'Eddie.' I say, 'yeah,' she says, 'Eddie, I don't want to see you anymore.' And it was literally like she had reached into my chest, ripped out my heart, and smeared it all over my life, ya know. And now there's like this incredible abyss, ya know, and I'm falling and I keep falling and I don't think I'm ever gonna stop. [finishes laughing] That uh, wasn't such a funny story, was it?
MONICA: Oh, absolutely. Yeah, you know I'm not even thinking about that thing that we're not supposed to think about.
CHANDLER: No, just wanna make sure we're on the same page.
Chandler: Y'know, I sensed that I should stop. So we're okay?
(In the rooms next door, Joey, Rachel, Ross and Charlie stop kissing and try to understand what the yelling was about. After a while they continue kissing. We're back in Chandler and Monica's room. Monica has some of her own hair stuffed in her mouth by Chandler.)
JEANNIE: Oh, that sounds lovely. We're gonna have to set that up. Oh, I better get back. Hope the baby feels better.
Ross: Uh, Rach, we're running low on resumes over here.
Chandler: I believe the foundation of our friendship was unfortunate hair. (Ross just stares at him) All right, look, if we're really gonna do this... it's not like you never broke one of the pacts.
Phoebe: (sits down) Yeah, I feel great. 'Cause we're moving in together.
Chandler: Fine. We're just sitting here. Alone. Doing nothing. It's our rehearsal for tomorrow.
Ross: Oh, professor Clerk we're kind of in the middle of a conversation, here.
Monica: Hi Honey! We're all here; we just want to wish you a Merry Christmas.
Chandler: Good save! We're back on track, and I'm... (grimacing) ..chewing someone else's gum. This is not my gum. Oh my God! Oh my God! And now you're choking.
RACHEL: We love you, we're here for you.
PHOE: Hey Rach, what time do you get off? We're all gonna do something tonight.
Monica: Me? What are you talking about? Nobody could steal me from you. I mean, just because I'm friends with her doesn't make me any less friends with you. I mean, (starting to cry) you're my...We're, we're...Oh, I love you.
Chandler: Okay! (Stands up) This is it! (Claps his hands) We're gonna get married!
Chandler: Little?! You freaked out big time! Okay? And I fixed it! We have switched places! I am the relationship and king and you are the crazy, irrational screw up! (Does a dance of joy.) (Monica glares at him.) And now we're back.
Director: (to Joey) Good job, little buddy. That was some really good French. But I think we're gonna go with someone else for the part.
Monica: 'S'going pretty good, y'know? It's nice, and, we're having fun.
Chandler: Yeah I know, we're losing Ross, Joey said hence
PHOEBE: Oh! I can't believe it. I can't believe this. We're just like, sitting at home, trying to guess Joey's fingers, and you guys are out like partying and having fun, and you know, all, "hey, Blowfish, suck on my neck".
Barry: Yeah, well, uh, we're kind of a thing now.