words in movies
Mrs. Tedlock: Yes. Well, Mr. Kostelick wants you to stop by his office at the end of the day.
Monica: Well, what kind of food is he looking for?
Phoebe: Well, he wants to do some ecclectic, so he's looking for someone who can, you know, create the entire menu.
Chandler: Well, I have an appointment to see Dr. Robert Pillman, career counselor a-gogo. (pause) I added the "a-gogo."
Ross: Well, I don't know.... (gestures) huh-huh.... but I'm hoping (gestures) huh-huh.
Monica: Yeah, well, is that better?
Chandler: (tastes it) Well.... it is amouz-ing...
Monica: Well... of course I thought of you! But... but...
Monica: But, you see, it's just... this night has to go just perfect, you know? And, well, Wendy's more of a... professional waitress.
Joey: Well if you can't talk dirty to me, how're you going to talk dirty to her? Now tell me you want to caress my butt!
Chandler: (on phone) Hey Mr. Kostelic! How's life on the fifteenth floor? (Listens) Yeah, I miss you too. (Listens) Yeah, it's a lot less satisfying to steal pens from your own home, you know? (Listens) Well, that's very generous (Listens) er, but look, this isn't about the money. I need something that's more than a job. I need something I can really care about.... (Listens) And that's on top of the yearly bonus structure you mentioned earlier? (Listens) Look, Al, Al... I'm not playing hardball here, OK? This is not a negotiation, this is a rejection! (Listens) No! No! No, stop saying numbers! I'm telling you, you've got the wrong guy! You've got the wrong guy! (Listens) I'll see you on Monday! (slams the phone down)
Chandler: Well?
Rachel: Well hello! Welcome to Monica's. May I take your coat?
Steve: Well, smack my ass and call me Judy! These are fantastic!
Monica: Oh, well... um, that's all there are of these. But in about eight and a half minutes, we'll be serving some delicious onion tartlets.
Steve: Well then you can't have any. (she grabs for the package, and it breaks open. Gummi-bears fly everywhere, some into the punch bowl on the table.) Bear overboard! I think he's drowning. (he throws some Sugar-O's into the punch bowl) Hey fellows! Grab on a Sugar-O... save yourself! (Mimicking the bears) "Help! I'm drowning! Help!"
Ross: Well, ahem... you know, by the time we'd finished with all the dirty talk, it was kinda late... and we were both kind of exhausted, so uh...
Chandler: (on phone) Yes, Fran. I know what time it is, but I'm looking at the WENUS and I'm not happy!... (Listens) Oh, really, really, really? Well, let me tell you something... you will care about it, because I care about it! You got it? Good! (slams phone down, then leans back and realizes what just happened) Whooooaaaa....
Rachel: Oh, well, I guess I had that one coming. Im just gonna throw it out, its probably just a bunch of shampoo and... (she opens the box and stops)
Rachel: Well, does a good student drink seven beers during his first lesson?
Phoebe: Thats all right, thats well, I figured.... (they start to leave as Joey enters.)
Monica: Well, I love it. I only hope my wedding looks this good.
Joey: Well uh, it's just that uh, y'know if-if you're gonna be wearing someone's sweatshirt shouldn't it be your boyfriends--and Im not him.
Chandler: Well yknow, they only give you three letters, so after A-S-S it is a bit of a challenge.
MONICA: Well, he's my parents' best friend, he has to be there.
Ross: No, hey, well, I-I completely understand. You were, you were stressed.
MONICA: Well, maybe you don't need them.
Rachel: Well
Phoebe: Well, I thought you loved her when you-when you married her.
RACHEL: Yeah well, Ross just made plans for the whole century.
FBOB: Well, I would make them Belgian, but the waffles are hard to get into that flask.
Monica: Well, were trying to find someone to perform our wedding and theyre all either boring or annoying or yknow, cant stop staring at the ladies. (Points to her chest.)
Monica: Well do something! Get in there!
Phoebe: Well, his name is Parker and I met him at the drycleaners.
Rachel: Look, yknow I know my lifes going pretty well, but I look around and I just see so many people whove accomplished so many other goals by the time theyre thirty.
Chandler: Well, why dont you tell her to stop being silly! (Monica mocks him and he joins in.)
Rachel: Well, there is one thing that we havent tried, but someone thinks that, (mimicking Ross) "That will open up a can of worms."
Joey: Well, okay, I'll - I'll just call her and tell her the date's cancelled, and find him somebody else.
CHANDLER: Well, we haven't exactly met, we just stayed up all night talking on the internet.
Joey: Well, at the Christmas party him and Santa did some definitely gay stuff!
Chandler: I can tell from your expressions that that's the good news you were hoping for... Well, I'm gonna go continue to... spread the joy.(Chandler leaves the apartment. Joey sighs)
Rachel: Well, you would know.
Rachel: Ugh, okay, well somebody will come and save us.
Monica: No that is not what happened with us. Well, I was umm, I was really sad that night because this guy that I was Rosss mom.
Erica: Well, it turns out that Erica didn't pay much attention in Sex Ed class, because the thing she did with that prison guy... it'd be pretty hard to make a baby that way.
Rachel: Yeah, well, feminism yes, but also the robots.
The Cigarette Smoking Guy: (No, not the Cigarette Smoking Man from The X-Files.) Well, maybe you and your baby should go to another strip club.
Ross: (overacting as well) Yeah! Yeah! (Laughs.) Oh, this will make a great memory.
Joey: Hey, best man number two, Joey Tribbiani. Now Im not good with the jokes like Chandler here. Boy...but ahh, I just want to say congratulation to the happy couple. I first met Ross in this coffee house back home...Home...New York City...Where everybody knows my name. Well anyway, I love you guys. (pointing at everyone.) But not as much as I love America. (Looking at Chandler.) Could we please..go home now?
Chandler: (he doesn't look excited anymore). Well played.
Janice: Ugh, well I will just have to soak up every once of Chandler Bing until that moment comes.
Amy: You bitch. You just think you're so perfect. With your new baby and your, your small apartment. <directs this to Ross who in turns throws the towel in his hand down on the table> Well let me tell you something. Your baby isn't even that cute.
Mr. Geller: Oh, well, I, I guess it musta been the day after you were born. We were in the hospital room, your mother was asleep, and they brought you in and gave you to me. You were this ugly little red thing, and all of a sudden you grabbed my finger with your whole fist. And you squeezed it, so tight. And that's when I knew.
JOEY: Oh yeah. Well you can't fire Joseph. You know why, 'cause he's not in your department.
Joey: Well, whats it called?
Joey: Thats horrible! Well, you did the right thing man.
Joey: Well, its complicated. Shes with this other guy. For a long time. Someone from work, too. And I could never do that to the guy, because were really good friends.
Rachel: Well, I brought the next best thing.
Ross: Well certain other people take two hours to eat a bowl of soup!
Joey: Well, what did you have?
Ross: Okay, well, well call the company that sent her!
Kathy: Oh. Well uh, (to Chandler) you not being able to talk may make this easier. Listen umm (She looks at the gang who are watching, they take the hint and leave them alone.) Listen I dont wanna be someone who comes between two best friends. I just, I cant stand seeing what this is doing to you guys, and I dont wanna be the cause of that. So, I dont think we can see each other anymore. Im gonna go to my moms in Chicago, Im gonna stay there for awhile. I think this couldve be something really amazing, but yknow this is probably for the best. Yknow? Im gonna miss you. Good-bye, Chandler.
Monica: Well, not anymore.
Rachel: Well y'know, we have 7 people and like 10 pizzas, what do you think?
David: Why not? It's brilliant! (talking to an imaginary Mike) Goodbye Mike, we'll see you at the wedding, fella! (pause) well, we probably won't invite you to the wedding... (to Chandler) Thank you, Chandler. Sincerely.
Phoebe: Well thats only two days away. What is the other option?
Ross: Well, John McLane had plans!
Chandler: Oh well you're the best. You come here to me.
Gunther: Well, if you want, you can work here.
Janine: Well, Im sorry. I just thought Id try to make the place a little nicer.
JOEY: Oh, well. Just ask her how long she's gonna live. Women live longer than men.
Roger: Actually it's, it's quite, y'know, typical behaviour when you have this kind of dysfunctional group dynamic. Y'know, this kind of co-dependant, emotionally stunted, sitting in your stupid coffee house with your stupid big cups which, I'm sorry, might as well have nipples on them, and you're like all 'Oh, define me! Define me! Love me, I need love!'.
Rachel: Well, okay, look. I don't know, listen, I don't know what's going on here but let's
Susan: Oh, well, is it what we thought it would be?
Phoebe: Yeah? (Checking the final diaper) Well this is not what I ordered.
Rachel: Well, we never actually got to dinner.
Receptionist: Well, I think this is a great place to work!
Ross: Not well. I went on the subway again and someone did sit on my hand but that person was neither female nor wearing pants.
Mark: Well, then hes, hes probably just, out.
Helena: Well I wouldnt miss it for the world. Oh! Im getting all misty here! Youd think I was having my legs waxed or something. (Goes back on stage.)
Chandler: Well Monica just told me that they dont.
Monica: Well,fall out of it. You know, you shouldn't even be here, it's a school night. Oh god, oh god. I'm like those women that you see with shiny guys named Chad. I'm Joan Collins.
Joey: Well, this has been great!
Chandler: Yeah, well, good luck trying to top the last one.
Chandler: Well, maybe it was God, doing me.
Chandler: No, Im afraid I wont be able to make love as well as him.
Joey: Well you gotta kiss someone, you can't kiss your sister.
Phoebe: Ohh, well, you're my lucky penny.
Joey: Well, I'm- I'm showering.
Chandler: (in a manly voice) Yeah well, Im gonna go spit. (He goes into the bedroom. On his way out, Joey gives Rachel a wide berth.)
Rachel: Well?
Phoebe: Well, I have ah, vodka and cranberry juice.
Joey: (picks up the phone) Hello? Yeah, this is Joey Tribbiani... Oh, hi! Well, I'm glad you liked my letter... No my mommy and daddy aren't home right now... (looks puzzled) Okay, bye bye. (hangs up) (to himself) She was nice!
Chandler: Well sensitive is important, pick him.
Rachel: Well, yeah! Im still pursuing that.
Chandler: Oh well, that makes it not terrible.
Rachel: Well, I have been spending a lot of time in the lab.
Monica: Well Ross, you be careful now. You dont want to get a reputation as yknow Professor McNailshisstudents.
Phoebe: (getting up) Well, I hate to eat and run, but
Phoebe: Well, you promised me a fun road trip! Weve been on the road six hours and youve been asleep for five and a half! We are switching at the next rest stop and you are going to drive all the way back! That will be your punishment, you greedy sleeper!
Chandler: Well, its, its yummy. So Mary-Angela do you like it?
ESTL: Well, here it is. [She almost smiles.]
Chandler: Well, you can understand, given how we started.
Rachel: Well thatyknow its just uh, Ive never done that before. Me and him alone.
Phoebe: Well lets just hope it works. Yknow nine out of ten marriages end in divorce?
RACHEL: (as herself) "Well, but I'm not sure I really want to do anything about it."
Guy #2: Well, Ill see you later.
Chandler: Well, we dont want that.
Rachel: Well, y'know, possibly. (pause) You didnt tell him that, though? Right?
Phoebe: Yeah well, well see.
Phoebe: Well, he was a he in Arthur, and in Ten.
Joey: All right, well first of all I would like to say that you both performed very well. Okay? You should be proud of yourselves. And-and I would also like to say that in this competition there are no losers. Well, except for RachelDamnit!
Phoebe: No, that was my way of telling you. Well, it turns out hes incredibly sensitive, he keeps a journal and he paints. He even showed me charcoal drawings that he drew of me.
Shelley: Well yeah! ...Oh God. I- just- I thought- Good, Shelley. I'm just gonna go flush myself down the toilet now...(backs out of the room) Okay, goodbye...
Monica: Well, I guess we won't be warming his house.
Chandler: Well, I-I guess I gotta go.
[Scene: Ross's Apartment, Ross is opening the door to Mona. Rachel is there as well.]
Ross: (just trying to get out of the conversation) Ah well, cant blame a guy for trying!