words in movies
ROSS: Yeah, but not very well, unless 14-across, 'Gershwin musical' actually is bitemebitemebitemebiteme.
GRANDMOTHER: Is it really your fa--I can't... well of course it is.
GRANDMOTHER: It was your mother's idea. Ya know, she didn't want you to know your real father because it hurt her so much when he left, and, I didn't want to go along with it, but, well then she died and, and it was harder to argue with her. Not impossible, but harder.
RACHEL: Well, that doesn't sound like a very merry Christmas.
MONICA: Well, maybe the mailman liked the cookies, we just didn't give him enough.
ROSS: Hey, Rach, you know what? I think, I think I know what'll make you feel better. How 'bout you make a list about me. RACHEL: Wha... forget it Ross, no, I am not gonna stand here and make a list of. . . ROSS: C'mon Rachel. RACHEL: OK, you're whiney, you are, you're obsessive, you are insecure, you're, you're gutless, you know, you don't ever, you don't just sort of seize the day, you know. You like me for what, a year, you didn't do anything about it. And, uh, oh, you wear too much of that gel in your hair. ROSS: See there, you uhh, alright, ya, you did what I said. RACHEL: Yeah, and you know what? You're right, I do feel better, thank you Ross. [she walks off and Ross puts his hand to his hair] [Scene: Back at Phoebe's. She is on the phone] PHOEBE: Yeah, um, in Albany, can I have the number of Frank Buffay. . . OK, um, in Ithica. . . alright, um, Saratoga. . . Oneonta. Alright, you know what, you shouldn't call youself information. [hangs up] [Phoebe's grandmother enters] GRANDMOTHER: Hey. PHOEBE: Hello grandma, if that is in fact your real name. GRANDMOTHER: C'mon now Phoe, don't still be mad at me. How's it going? PHOEBE: Well, not so good. Upstate's pretty big, he's pretty small, you do the math. GRANDMOTHER: Well, I think you're better off without him. Oh honey, I know he's your daddy but, but to me he's still the irresponsible creep who knocked up your mom and stole her Gremlin. PHOEBE: No I just, just wanted to know who he was, ya know. GRANDMOTHER: I know. OK, I wasn't completely honest with you when I told you that, uh, I didn't know exactly where he lived. PHOEBE: Whattaya mean? GRANDMOTHER: He lives at 74 Laurel Drive in Middletown. If you hit the Dairy Queen, you've gone too far. You can take my cab. PHOEBE: Wow. Thank you. GRANDMOTHER: Now, remember, nobody else drives that cab. PHOEBE: Uh-huh, got it. Ooh, I'm gonna see my dad. Wish me luck, Grandpa! [blows a kiss to a picture of Einstein]
JOEY: Well she better get here soon, the outlet stores close at 7.
MONICA: Well put it back.
RACHEL: [on phone] Hi, Mr. Treeger. Hi, it's Rachel Green from upstairs. Yes, somebody, uh, broke our knob on the radiator and it's really hot in here. Yes, it's, it's hot enough to bake cookies. Well, do you think we could have a new one by 6? Wha t, no, no, Tuesday, we can't wait until Tuesday, we're having a party tonight.
RACHEL: Oh, yeah, well hey, welcome to our sauna.
ROSS: Alright, alright, here's the chance. Monica give him cash, Rachel give him your earrings. Something, now, anything. MONICA: No, I will not cave. RACHEL: Yeah, I'm with Mon. ROSS: Alright, alright, you know how you say I never seize the day? Well, alright, even though he's your super, I'm seizing. [approaches Mr. Treeger] Mr. Treeger, here is 50 bucks, merry Christmas. [Gives him the cash.]
JOEY: Well, maybe he's, maybe he's this really cool pharmacist guy.
CHANDLER: Well, so why not go knock?
PHOEBE: Well, 'cause, I mean, what if, what if he's not this great dad guy? I mean, what if, what if he's just still the dirtbag who ran out on my mom and us? You know what? I've already lost a fake dad this week and I don't think I'm ready to lose a real one.
ROSS: Well this, this is too much, I feel like I should get you another sweater.
The Smoking Woman: Yeah I can, it worked real well.
Ross: Oh, sorry. Well, look, maybe I can help you with it.
Rachel: Well, it was a little extravagant, but I a pretty good deal.
Ross: Well thanks!
Monica: Well...Id better get going.
JULIE: Well, that could take a while.
Monica: Well, then, Im okay with being high maintenance.
Rachel: Oh well, it's kinda lonely up there, so I just thought I would come out here and get some fresh air.
MRS GREEN: Well, not just for you.
Rachel: Well Joey, uhm look, I know that she’s difficult, but I think it’s really good that she’s here.
Mr. Geller: Well you gotta get at it princess! When your mother and I were trying to conceive you, whenever she was ovulating, bam, we did it. Thats how I got my bad hip.
Rachel: Aww. Well, ok, well that's very nice. And you wrote a card (opens the card). "From Gavin"
Chandler: Well, maybe you dont marry this one.
Joey: Well maybe I love ya.
Chandler: Yeah, well, she's probably talking to Richard.
Joey: Well, you gotta give him something that he cant say no too. Like uh, Knicks tickets! Invite the guy to a Knicks game, youre guaranteed hell say yes!
(They clink glasses and take a drink. Ross likes it, Joey hates it. Then Ross sees Joey hating it, mimics he hates it as well.)
Joey: WELL, I DIDN'T MEAN IT!
RICHARD: Well, that's not bad at all. I mean, you had me thinkin it was like a fleet.
Chandler: So it did go well.
Kate: Well, I dont understand why Adriennes attracted to Victor.
Chandler: Well let me think about that, while I remove my pants!
Phoebe: Yeah, well, I kinda thought.
Rachel: Oh er... well you know Emma started crawling? I realised that this place, is very unsafe for a baby. So I went to the store and got some stuff to baby-proof the apartment.
Rachel: Okay. All right Dina, well lets talk about the different areas of fashion that you could get involved in. Lets see, theres design, but you may need a whole other degree for that. Uh, theres-theres sales, which is great because you get to travel
Chandler: Well, last time I saw him he was heading out the door with the brides maid and a bucket of strawberries. So uh, youre not still upset about what that guy told ya are ya?
Monica: Well, what happened?
PHOEBE: I'm not done yet, OK. God. OK, if that goes well, they may even want to make an album.
Estelle: Well, I think uhh, someone out there may have been bad mouthing you all over town.
MNCA: Well, we just happen to go to alot of places where you might drink. I mean, how do you go to a wine tasting without having a drink? Or... or to a club, or to the... zoo.
Rachel: Well, someone that has his own tux, or has the ability to rent a tux.
Joey: Oh, well Im uh
Chandler: Well, I did not know that.
Rachel: Ohh, well you got em.
Ross: Well, he said there's definitely nothing to worry about, it's totally benign.
Chandler: Really? He does? (taking the phone) Hey, buddy, what's up! Oh, she told you about that, huh. Well, yeah, I have one now and then. Well, yeah, now. Well, it's not that big- ..well, that's true,.. Gee, y'know, no-one- no-one's ever put it like that before. Well, okay, thanks! (He hands the phone back and stubs out his cigarette.)
Joey: Well all right so, it looks like were even!
Monica: Well, are you just hanging out with Ross?
Phoebe: Well, if you must know I have written 14 books. And as I am the only one who has read them, I can tell you that they all have been very well received.
Young Ethan: Well, think about it. It's always on the news. 'A man is being held up, at gunpoint.' 'Tourists are being terrorised, at gunpoint.' And I just kept thinking: why does people continue to go there? (He checks his watch.) Oh, ah. I should go.
Rachel: Well uh, his answering machine was very understanding. Ugh. I feel blue.
Rachel: Well, I-I should've told you the truth.
Rachel: Well, I met Danny's sister yesterday, and uh that was actually the girl on the subway.
Chandler: Hello Phoebe, I've been thinking about you all day. (He's holding the phone so that Monica can hear it as well.)
Ross: Well if it doesnt matter to her, it doesnt matter to me! (to Paul) Still not yelling!
ROSS: Well just hold him like you'd hold a football.
The Dry Cleaner: Well, then its not on the wall yet.
Joey: Oh well, its not on TV yet.
Rachel: Oh Phoebe, listen. Well, I think we gotta go. This place is really freaking me out. I've been watching this guy over there, I don't think he came with a kid!
Ross: Well you sure used a large font.
Joey: Well Im not proud of this, but (He turns around and starts to mess with his eyelids.)
Rachel: Well, Ross said my name.
Elizabeth: Well, whatever works for ya
MONICA: And, well, don't you have a lot of wild oats to sew? Or is that what you're doing with me? Oh my God, am I an oat?
RACHEL: (as herself) "Well, should we just continue to live together and not really tell each other how we're really feeling?"
Janine: Well I just thought
Rachel: Uh well, y'know what? I don't think if I feel comfortable stealing on my very first day
Monica: Well Rachels not here! (Runs out.)
Phoebe: Well, what did he do?
Phoebe: Well, we should go.
Carol: Y'know, I don't really know you well enough for you to do that.
Joey: (hangs up the phone) Wow! Well, my folks really liked it! So what-what did you guys think? (Phoebe smiles, walks up to him, and presses her breasts against him.) It wasnt that good.
Chandler: Yeah, well, lucky for you.
Joey: All right, look Im sorry you guys, but its just that I gotta get these new head shots made. And theyre really expensive, yknow? Im down to like three! Well, actually two cause one of em I kinda blackened in some teethWhy did I do that?! (Hits himself in the head.)
Monica: Yeah, well, Im using noise. Okay. All right! So, is everybody ready? Here we go. (She flips on the switch and a hum starts.) I hear something! I hear something! Where is it? (They all start looking until Rachel realises its Joey.)
Phoebe: Well then I think thats it.
CHANDLER: Well I do, but uh, Eddie makes them this way and, well they're pretty darn good.
Monica: Ohh! Umm, Phoebe, I kinda need to talk to you about that. (Rachel excuses herself) Umm, well I-I-I think it might be time for me to take a step back from catering.
Monica: Well, if you had kept listening, you-you would have heard me call him Mr. Big (Thinks) ot.
Phoebe Sr: Hey! Okay! Well thanks for coming out to see me. I just-I just thought it would be a very good idea to talk about this baby stuff in person. Yknow
Mrs. Tedlock: Yes. Well, Mr. Kostelick wants you to stop by his office at the end of the day.
Phoebe: Am I? Really? Am I? Well, why don't you cook Thanksgiving dinner and prove me wrong! Well, think about it, think about it, you'll be trying to top than you did last year. You'd be in competition... with yourself.
Phoebe: Well, I think I broke it. But thats all right, heres the number you can call.
Rachel: Well then you just must have a natural talent for it.
Mr. Heckles: Well, Im going to go into my new apartment now. (goes over to the door and opens it) Ehh! (Eric leaves)
Ross: Well, hello, Mrs. Ross! (Throws some rice.)
Ross: Oh, well no, but I mean, she only goes out with really, really smart guys.
Rachel: Well maybe he saw your hand slip briefly from the ten and two oclock position.
Janine: Well, if thats what you want. Ill just put it all in my room.
Frank: Oh, well just probably the worst one since Ive been alive.
Woman: Wow! Well, welcome back!
Joey: Oh well, the little girl who lives here made me feel a lot better about the whole thing.
Chandler: Well maybe you dont have to tell him anything.
Joey: Well you-you-you-you might say congratulations! I saw the board! I went to the audition! I got the part!!
Rachel: Well, now, how come you guys have never played poker with us?
Ross: Aw, we-we are so (Motions that theyre connected.) So umm, well I-I-I like you and I-I love umm, yknow hanging out with you. And I mean-Im having a lot of fun. (He pauses and thinks there might be more, but decides there isnt.)
Joey: Well, youre amazing.
Rachel: Ok, well Monica, suppose one of your "special" tickets win? How are you gonna feel when you win the lottery and you lose all your friends?
Joey: Well, I dont know!!
Dr. Baldhara: Well, if he's up against a jungle cat or an animal with horns, you've got to give the little guy something. Otherwise it's just cruel.
Monica: Okay well thats good to know.
Joey: Well, what am I gonna do Rach?! I dont have that kind of money!
SUSIE: Well um, why don't you call me in 20 years and tell me if you're still upset about this. [she leaves with his clothes]
Ross: Ok well, I would like to do a dig in the painted desert.
Monica: (Taking out her wallet.) Well good, here let me help you out.
Chandler: All right, well Im gonna put my sweats back on.
Mrs. Geller: (entering) Well, everyone seems to be enjoying your dish.
CHANDLER: April 18th, excessive noise. Italian guy's gay roommate comes home with the dry-cleaning. Well that's excellent.
Richard: Well Im sorry.
Richard: Well she said she had to think things over.