words in movies
RACHEL: Well, I hope the ends of these sentences are good.
ROSS: Well, well, they're good.� It's been a while since I've seen you like this.� You, you clean up good.
RACHEL: Oh well, well thank you.� (She laughs.� He stares for a moment.)� Okay, stop.� Stop looking at me like that.� The last time that happened, (points to Ross) that happened.� (points to Emma.)
ROSS: Ah?� (Mike nods.� Another pause.)� Well, he and I would probably have a lot to talk about.
CHANDLER: (Hangs his jacket over the suitcase, locks the door, then turns to Monica.)� Oh well, look at you.
CHANDLER: Well, it looks great.� It's just that . . . well, I'm wearing the same thing underneath.� So . . .
MONICA: Oh, because, um . . .� well, Chandler's going to be home in a couple of days.� So, I thought I would, you know, practice the art of seduction.
ROSS: Shouldn't the pizza be here by now?� I mean, they said thirty minutes or less.� Well, how long has it been?
RACHEL: Well, um . . . I don't know.� I mean, for a long time nothing.� But you know, actually right before you picked me up, Ross and I had a . . . ah . . . little thing.
RACHEL: Well, um, first he told me he liked how I looked.� And, ah, then we had a little . . . um . . . eye-contact.
RACHEL: Well, we're not here to meet guys.� You have a boyfriend, I have a b. . . baby and a Ross.
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?
RACHEL: (as herself) "Well, but I'm not sure I really want to do anything about it."
RACHEL: (as herself) "Well, should we just continue to live together and not really tell each other how we're really feeling?"
RACHEL: Well, the point is, maybe I should just stop waiting around for moments with Ross, you know?� I should just . . . move on with my life.
PHOEBE: Well, you kind of just did.� That guy is going to call you tonight.� Ross is going to pick up the phone and that's a pretty clear message.
MIKE: Well, yeah.
ROSS: Okay.� Well, thanks, ah, thanks for the beer.
PHOEBE: Well, you have to go back in.
CHANDLER: (pause) Well, you're forgetting about the time difference.
CHANDLER: All right.� Well, I'll check the guest room.
PHOEBE: (pause) Well, good bye.
Rachel: Well, I was kinda supposed to be headed for Aruba on my honeymoon, so nothing!
Phoebe: Well yeah, that and Chandlers problem.
Monica: Well, she saw the ring.
Monica: Great! Well Rachel, the reason why I wont let you drive the Porsche is because youre a terrible driver. There! That wasnt about the wedding.
Mr. Geller: Oh yeah, well who serves steak when theres no place to sit, I mean how are you supposed to eat this?
Ross: Well I-I-I, that kind of thing requires some serious thought. First, Ill divide my perspective canidates into catergories....
Dina: Well, at least Im not a murderer! (Jessica slaps her.)
Ross: Well ah, Aunt Silvia was, well not a nice person.
Monica: Remember that guy that gave me a bad review? Well (Feeds him a spoonful of what shes cooking.) Im getting my revenge!
Rachel: Oh! (Opens the door to reveal a ballerina) Well youre just the prettiest ballerina Ive ever seen.
Gary: Well you're fingerprints were all over my badge so I just ran it through the computer and this was listed as your last known address so I just checked it out.
Chandler: Well, lets just say its ironic how footage of someone being born can make you want to kill yourself.
Pete: Well ah, the short version is, I ah pursued her for a couple of months, then I gave her a check for 20,000 dollars, and she was mine.
Phoebe: Yeah well, she certainly knew what she was doing New Years Eve 1997.
Rachel: Well, that wouldve been very hard to say no too.
CHANDLER: Well, listen, this has been great but I'm officially wiped.
Phoebe: Well then definately dont take his name.
RACHEL: Whoa, look at you, you did pretty well.
Phoebe: Well, there's a spot open for only one groomsman and you have to choose between Ross and Chandler. So good luck with that.
ROSS: Well maybe, you know, maybe we should stay for one song.
Ross: (wiping his brow) Ah...ooh! Well, looks like, uh, we kicked your butts.
Monica: Well, every, every Thanksgiving um, we used to have a touch football game called the Geller Bowl.
Rachel: Well, I'm sorry I'm not going to an eye doctor!
Joey: Alright, well, I'm gonna order a pizza. (gets up)
Chandler: Well, you couldnt have looked everywhere or else you wouldve found her!
Barry: Well, thank you for giving it back.
Phoebe: Well, I can't help you.
David: Well... just so you know... hearing it wasn't exactly a Vladnik carnival either... Can we at least hug goodbye?
Ross: Well do you want some help?
Joey: No! Hey no! This is wrong you guys! Phoebes our friend! Well, Im not gonna watch it!
MICH: Well, you know, there's no one way really, it's just, you know, whatever it takes so that you can finally say to him, "I'm over you."
Mrs. Green: Well, I kinda did. Me. Eight weeks of me.
Chandler: Well, can we help?! You want us to take you back to the house?!
JOEY: Listen, uh, I don't know when I'm gonna see you again. CHANDLER: Well, I'm guessing uh, tonight at the coffee house. JOEY: Right, yeah. OK. Um, take care. CHANDLER: Yeah. [Joey walks out and after a few seconds comes back in and gives Chandler a big hug. He then leaves for good and Chandler is left alone in his apartment.] CLOSING CREDITS
Ross: Well uh, yknow what? Even if she doesnt know anything, I do! I have a son. And his mother and I didnt live together, and whenever he was with me I took care of him all the time, by myself.
Barry: Yeah, well, uh, we're kind of a thing now.
Ross: Oh well, I guess Ill catch up with her later.
Phoebe (to Joey): Well, our plan is working. Rachel is having a miserable time, and Ross is just stood up somewhere at a restaurant all alone.
Chandler: Well, wait there's, there's more. See the contact paper is to go into your brand new drawer. (gives her a drawer) See, the drawer actually goes in my dresser.
Ross: (stunned) (thinks) Well uh
Ross: Oh really? Well I-I guess Monica should know about Atlantic City.
Phoebe: Well, yeah! Fun is good, but y'know I also wanted to learn. Y'know, people are always talking about what they learned in high school and I never went to high school.
Phoebe: Well, the interview
Joey: Well, now we got a reason.
Monica: Well no wait a minute thats not true! No, what did, that was really sweet. And it kinda works out for the best.
Chandler: Well, I may be drunk, but I know what she said! Then I went over to Beefsteak Julies
Ross: Yeah well, he's not gonna get this one. Ben is way cuter than that kid. I mean look at him, look at you, (Starts to whine like a baby and Joey just glares at him.)
Chandler: Well then why cant I see it?
Rachel: Well, where is he? He is supposed to be here. (Pause) What if the baby needs him?
Monica: Well, Im never gonna listen to you again, thats for sure! (Mimicking her.) "Yknow, harm can it do if you go and put your name down?"
[Scene: The Waiting Room, Phoebe is playing a song. Chandler, Monica, and Ross are there as well.]
ROSS: Well, there's this, uh, paleontology conference in L.A. so I figured I'd go and then drive down to the zoo and surprise Marcel.
Chandler: Yes, money well spent!
Rachel: Well maybe, maybe she's with us right now?
SUSIE: I'll be there, and who knows, if things go well, maybe this time I'll get to see your underwear.
Rachel: Um... yeah. Well, I mean, when I first met you, y'know, I thought maybe, possibly, you might be...
The Cooking Teacher: Well, hats off to the chef.
Chandler: Oh, well... Maybe I'll join them some time. I just hope the club doesn't slip out of my hand and beat the moustache off his face.
Chandler: Oh well, that, that makes it not terrible.
Rachel: Yeah well it looks great!
Chandler: Well yknow, things are different. Im Im married now.
Tommy: Oh, you thought, huh? Yeah, well that didnt really work out too well for you did it you idiot!! What are you?! A moron!! Huh?! It says D-13! Okay?! Look youre surrounded by even numbers!! Did that give you some clue?!
Joey: Well, it looks like it wasnt heeled after all! Yeah! So, I guess this chair is mine now! (Sits down in it and groans.)
Amy: Well who would?
Rachel: Okay, well then bring her in.
Joey: Uh, well hes 33.
Phoebe: Well thats great! Congratulations!! (She hugs Rachel.)
Rachel: Well, how can you be a tour guide, dont you have to be a dinosaur expert or something?
Rachel: Well what are we going to do?
Rachel: All right, well, everybody just remember where they were sitting.
Monica: Yeah, well you call her and tell her that yknow when we were kids her precious little Frannie tried to undress me several times, okay? And if I hadnt have stopped her, there probably wouldnt even be a wedding to go too.
Rachel: Well tell us! What are they?
RACH: Well, at first it was really intense, you know. And then, oh, god, and then we just sort of sunk into it.
Monica: Well, tonight waswas going to be my first time.
Chandler: Well, what did she say?
Ross: Well we haven't offically asked them yet, but we would want Monica and Chandler.
Richard: Oh, okay. Well, Ill just leave the door open and go sit on the couch. (Does so.)
Chandler: Well, she's aware when we leave the room. She may notice if we start... canoodling in it.
Rachel: Well, I-I said yes.
Monica: Well do you love him?
Ross: Oh umm, well uh, maybe-maybe later. Right now, Im about to dance with this lady.
Phoebe: Well thats no way to sell newspapers. Why dont you try, "Extra! Extra! Read all about it!"
Joey: Well, ah, Im an actor. Im fairly neat. I ah, I got my own TV. Oh, and dont worry Im totally okay with the gay thing.
Ross: Oh, that is so sweet.(listens) No, no, ok, you hang up. Ok, ok, one, two, three.(He doesn't hang up and motions for Rachel to be quiet.) Well you didn't hang up either.
Dr. Green: Well what if somebody steals something? How are you gonna run after him with one leg shorter than the other?!
Monica: Well. Sounds like you're writing yourself a little play there Rach. Wow! Let me know how that one turns out.
Chandler: Well, the heart wants what it wants. Ill see you later. (He runs off and leaves her with the bill, which the waiter promptly delivers.)
Ross: Well we we dont have a garage.
Rachel: Well actually...
Ross: Well, what was it?
Chandler: Well, second prettiest that year; I mean, of *all* the girls in Oklahoma, she's probably...
Joey: Well, the reason I think Monica and Chandler are so great
Rachel: Oh, really, really? Well, it wasn't very good for me either. (She turns to leave and Ross over takes her and stands infront on her, his back to the row of doors leading to the hospital rooms)
Mike: Well, I'm a lawyer.
Joey: Well, where was I? (Takes a sip of the coffee.)
Joey: Well, I was trying to figure out how to get to Buckingham Palace, right? So, Im in my map and-and (Ross enters) Hey!
Monica: Oh, well, I bought Chandler a five hundred dollar watch and he wrote me a rap song.
Rachel: Well, why didnt you just take a cab?
Chandler: Yeah. Well, I think our second fight is going to be a big one!
Monica: Well, I guess we've established who's staying here with Monica...