words in movies
Ross: We're still going at the game, right?
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.
Phoebe: No, we're late!
Ross: We're late too! (Rachel screams)
Phoebe: We're just... we're trying to figure out an excuse. Hey! Ooh! How about this: We can say that Monica told us 5 o'clock, not 4 o'clock. That way we're right on time! (Others start to agree but she continues) OR... or, we can plant PCP in the apartment and call the cops on her.
Rachel: You know what, we just say that she said it was 5 o'clock. We'll just act casual. We're not late, we're right on time. (When she finishes talking, a note is pushed from under Monica's and Chandler's door, into the hall. Ross picks it up and reads it out loud)
Rachel: Alright, come on... (starts to knock on the door) Alright, you guys. We're so sorry we're late. Please let us in, so we can have dinner together.
Ross: Come on you guys, we're sorry, alri...? Our subway broke down.
Rachel: You guys, come on, it doesn't matter why we're late. We're all here now, please let us in so we can have some of your delicious turkey. (A slice of turkey on a piece of aluminum foil is slid under door)
Joey: Come on you guys, we want you to know we're (His eye widen even more) very very sorry. (Monica and Chandler are now covering their eyes with their hands) (then to the others in the hall) Right guys?
Joey: Hey! I'm getting a little tired of this okay? We said we're sorry. It's Thanksgiving for Pete's sakes! A day of forgiveness!
Monica: Alright, we're gonna have to unscrew the chain.
Phoebe: Just a sec., we're kind in the middle of something here.
Monica: WE'RE GETTING A BABY!
Monica: I can't believe they called, and we're actually getting a baby. (she kisses Chandler)
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!
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!
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.
Chandler: So we're standing firm on the 'not getting our hopes up'?
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".
Roger: That's tough. Tough stuff. C'mon, Pheebs, we're gonna catch that movie, we gotta get going.
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.
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.
CAROL: Nothing. Ok, everything. I think we're calling off the wedding.
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.
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: 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.
Angela: We're just friends.
Monica: I'm sorry honey, but we're gonna take you shopping. It's gonna be fine.
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.
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?"
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?
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.
Gary: This witness won't return my calls so we're gonna see if we can surprise him coming home.
Ross: Uh, Rach, we're running low on resumes over here.
JEANNIE: Oh, that sounds lovely. We're gonna have to set that up. Oh, I better get back. Hope the baby feels better.
Ross: Oh, professor Clerk we're kind of in the middle of a conversation, here.
(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.)
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.
Chandler: Fine. We're just sitting here. Alone. Doing nothing. It's our rehearsal for tomorrow.
Phoebe: (sits down) Yeah, I feel great. 'Cause we're moving in together.
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.
Monica: Hi Honey! We're all here; we just want to wish you a Merry Christmas.
PHOE: Hey Rach, what time do you get off? We're all gonna do something tonight.
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.
RACHEL: We love you, we're here for you.
Chandler: Okay! (Stands up) This is it! (Claps his hands) We're gonna get married!
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".
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: 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.
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
Ross: I can't believe we're gonna be the only people that aren't in this wedding.
Ross: I... just feel that the... the chemistry isn't right. I'm sorry. We're... we're more than happy to give you good recommendation...
JOEY: Well, I don't know. I don't know what we're gonna be doin'. I mean, what if we're at her folks' place?
Barry: Yeah, well, uh, we're kind of a thing now.
Rachel: Ok-dokey, Joey, listen. This is gonna be bridesmaid central, all right? We're gonna have hair and make-up going on in the bathroom and oh, I had to move a couple of things in the fridge to make room for the corsages.
Chandler: And we're done with the chicken fried rice.
MONICA: All right. We're gonna go. It's not for another six hours. We're gonna go then.
Chandler: Um, we're kind of having an emergency and we-we were looking for something...
Monica: Okay! It's time for dinner. Everyone we're using our fancy china.. um and its very expensive so please be careful.
Ross looks down: No, that that is not what we're saying.
Stage Director: We're on in 3, 2, (points to Gary Collins.)
Chandler: My wife and I have some boundary issues, you know, sometimes we ask inappropriate questions. We're working on it.
Ross: Yeah, yeah. You should come check us out. We're called "Way! No Way!".
Ross: Oh dude, don't worry about it, I found an unattended maid's car. We're way ahead of the game.
Ross: Oh yeah, nobody knows. And we're not supposed to ask.
RACH: Yeah, we're gonna... we're gonna get some cake. [Phoebe and Rachel go to counter.]
Mike: So we're doing it?
Phoebe: I'm sooo sorry!! I just... I keep thinking about Mike! I'm crazy about David, and we're having so much fun together. Why-Why do I miss Mike? That's-that's gonna go away, right?
Gary: I don't know man, we're really not supposed to do that.
Nurse: (To Ross) Rossy, we're ready for you.
Phoebe: Uh huh...we're playing you two.
CHANDLER: I don't know what to say. I'm sorry that we make more money than you. But we're not gonna feel guilty about it. We work really hard for it.
Monica: We're gonna see each other naked.
Ross: Although if we're gonna do that, we should probably call me "Daddy" too.
Chandler: Honey, we're leaving tomorrow you've still got a lot of packing to do.
Ross: Hey hey, we'll be fine. We're just gonna need a little time.
Monica: Umm, actually I was about to tell you that I was, I was going to get out of it, but hey, if we're just goofing around then uh, maybe I will go out with him.
Director: Joey, Joey! We're ready for you!
Rachel: Ok, we're still on that.
Joey: I don't know whether it's just 'cause we're breakin' up or... what, but you have never looked so beautiful.
Ross: (with a frozen smile on his face, realizing something's wrong with Jarvis) Ok... now... now we're just holding hands! (pulls his hand away)
Rachel: That's not what we're gonna do!
Ross: I assume we're looking for an answer more sophisticated than 'to get you into bed'.
Rachel: We can't. We're not pharmacists!
Chandler: Uhm, thank you, but we're really trying not to get our hopes up.
Frank Jr.: No, of course we're not.
Chandler: Well, we're gonna... we're gonna figure this out.
Erica: No! (To Monica) You we're right, that was fun! I'm gonna go finish packing.
Joey: And we're okay?
RICHARD: Oh, that's why you never see pigeons at sushi bars.(they both start laughing at Richard's poor joke) See, we're having fun.
Phoebe: No! We're gonna do it my way. (listens) Because your way is stupid! Alright I gotta go, I have another call, Reverend. (switches calls) Hello?
Chandler: All right. I'll tell you what. When we're 40, if neither one of us are married, what do you say you and I get together and have one?
Rachel: We're having a party.
Joey: (bewildered) Oh! Oh, well! At least we're both having fun!
Rachel: Joey, we're not keeping this!
Chandler: Okay! (Stands up) This is it! (Claps his hands) We're gonna get married!
Monica: We're okay. I'm still ovulating.
Charlie: Joey is a great guy, but we're just... so different! I mean, during your speech he kept laughing at homo erectus!
Ross: This is it. Unless we're on a break.
Chandler: Well, we're not.
Phoebe: (to the Charity guy) We're back!
Phoebe: But... but... but we're giving you this!
Monica: Uh, we're gonna be great.
Chandler: We're getting the house. (they hug) We're getting the house.
Chandler: I know this is really hard and we're really sorry.
Rachel: Ah, what is this? Well, lets see, we kissed for ten minutes and now we're talking to our friends about it, so I guess this is sixth grade!