words in movies
Jay Leno: (On TV to Dick Clark) Is there any entertainment there? What are people doing?
(They try to stop him, not sure of what he's planning. He ignores them and goes to talk to Ross.)
Ross: What?
Rachel: What?!
Ross: Y'know what? I'm gonna go out on a limb and say no divorces in '99!
Ross: Just the one divorce in '99! Y'know what, I am gonna be happy this year. I am gonna make myself happy.
Ross: In fact, I'll bet you 50 bucks that you can't go the whole year without making fun of us. Eh, y'know what, better yet? A week.
Chandler: I'll take that bet my friend. And you know what, paying me the 50 bucks could be the "new thing you do that day!" (Ross looks at him.) And it starts right now!
Rachel: Op, look! Claire forgot her glasses! And she's gonna be really needing these to keep an eye on that boyfriend, who, I hear, needs to keep his stapler in his desk drawer, if you know what I'm talking about.
Rachel: What? They were like this!
Ross: Oh-oh, guess what? I-I have a date with Elizabeth (Talking into Chandler's ear.) Hornswoggle.
Chandler: What an interesting approach to guitar instruction. Y'know some might find it amusing, I myself find it regular.
Phoebe: Ooh, you nailed the Old Lady! (They both laugh at what she said.)
Chandler: That's not what I had in mind! See, people like Ross don't generally wear these types of pants. You see, they're very tight. (Motions to Ross's buttock.) Maybe there's something in that area.
Ross: (after he's left) Okay, seriously, what do you think?
Ross: What are you, what are you doing?
Ross: What, to blind my child?
Ross: (talking to himself) My God! These pants are burning up! (He's still wearing the leather pants.) (She snuggles closer.) Oh come on, she wants to snuggle now! What is she trying to kill me? It's like a volcano in here! (Out loud.) Are you hot?
Joey: What?! I didn't touch a guitar!
Joey: No, I'm not questioning it, I'm saying it's stupid! (Notices Monica standing between them and smiling.) What?! (The camera clicks, taking another picture.)
Monica: (on phone) Awww, y'know what your nickname is, Mr. Big
Rachel: Arghh!! (She quickly hangs up the phone and starts to pace around wondering what to do.)
Joey: Really?! Uhh, what color is it?
Ross: What difference does that make?!
Ross: Dude, what am I gonna
Joey: What-what is it, what is it?
Rachel: What? What secrets? You know secrets? What are they?
Rachel: I know, I know! I just can't keep this one in, so I pick up the phone (Joey in a childish attempt to not hear what Rachel is about to say, puts his fingers in his ears and starts to scream loudly. Rachel turns and walks out upon seeing that Joey's not gonna listen, and as she exits Chandler walks in and sees Joey in his current state.)
Rachel: Oh no, I can't tell you until you tell me what you know.
Joey: I can't tell you what I know.
Rachel: Well then I can't tell you what I know.
Chandler: (entering) Oh good, okay, I can't take it anymore. I can't take it anymore. So you win, okay? Here! (Hands him the 50 bucks he's about to owe him.) Pheebs? Flying a jet? Better make it a spaceship so that you can get back to your home planet! And Ross, phone call for you today, Tom Jones, he wants his pants back! And Hornswoggle? What are you dating a character from Fraggile Rock?! (He sits down and sighs in relief.)
Joey: (desperate) What the hell are you doin'???
Doug: Of course, you did. Forgot something else too ya bastard! (smacks him on the butt) (to Chandler) Well, what about you? Youre not feeling left out or anything are ya?
Monica: Wow! You might just get the first Nobel prize in rubbing. So what country is this guy from?
Mike: That's what I'm thinking.
Monica: What?
Rachel: What?! You mean theyre not coming to a social event where theres no men and theres no booze?! Thats shocking! I dont care, as long as my moms here.
Actress/Olivia: What do you know about love?
Phoebe: Wow, what is with all the negativity? You sound like Monican't , not Monican... (Monica looks almost puzzled) ...Monica. Look, you know, you have been playing around with this catering thing for over three years. Do you want to be a caterer or not?
Chandler: Y'know what maybe its gonna be okay, I mean its been a week.
Rachel: What?
Monica: What?
Sid: (To Janice) Whatd he say?
Ross: What? A brain transplant?!
Rachel: And also, you know I uh, I was thinking about what you said, you know, about the whole sex thing and... it's probably not a great idea to go down that road again.
Ross: Hey, what are you guys doing?
Joey: Oh my God, it's Ross. What are we gonna do?
Joey: No idea what it means.
Janice: Please, its because otherwise I really dont know what I might do.
Phoebe: Now, what is this?
Joey's voice, but she sees Ross: Seriously... What is it?
Monica: What do you think?
Chandler: Yeah. And what youre doing feels so good.
Phoebe: What?
Ross: What?
Ross: Wha... (gasps) What? What would give you that idea?
Rachel: Yeah, I said what was okay when I thought she was some weird bald chick. I mean, y'know, that girl has hair got all over head!
Chandler: What are you singing?
Monica: You what? You said you liked them.
Mrs. Geller: Do you know what it's like to grow up with someone who is critical of every single thing you say?
Rachel: What? What is it?
Monica: You know what? This has been kind of a girlie day. Youre right, Im sorry.
Monica: Hey, guess what Im doing tonight.
Chandler: Really? What happened?
Chandler: Y'know what, it doesnt matter, cause she picked me. Me! From now on I get the dates and you have to stay home on Saturday nights watching Ready, Set, Cook!
Chandler: (a little hurt) Okay but what about y'know my pinchable butt and my bulging bicepsShe knows!
Rachel: Yeah, 'cause that's what we do.
Chandler: This is what I want to do.
Monica: Sure, what do you have in mind?
Rachel: No, but you know what I mean.
Phoebe: What?! They took mine to give to you!
Joey: (to Kathy) I'll be right back. (to Chandler) What was that?
Mrs. Green: No dear, thats what babies do.
Rachel: Well, what would we be doing?
Parker: My God what a fantastically well lit hallway!
Phoebe: What?
Phoebe: Tell us what?
Owen: What?!?
Chandler: What?
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?!
Emily: No. Thats not what Im saying. I just may know a few things that might help you inflict some pain.
Phoebe: Oh did youwhat did youdid you work for two days straight?
Chandler: Y'know what? You should go to my guy, because when I went in there with my third nipple. He just lopped it right off. Y'know? So I guess I'm lucky. I mean not as lucky as people who were born with two nipples.
Monica: (entering from her bedroom) So what do you think? (referring to her outfit)
Phoebe: Are you kidding? That's what sisters are for.
Bill: What? Where did you hear that?
Ross: What you got over there? Tacos?
Ross: I don't even know what that's for.
Ross: What do you mean?
Phoebe: Okay but look! Look at what I got! Its her address book! (Holds it up.) We have a guest list!
Joey: That's what I hear, yeah.
Monica: What?
Chandler: No!! Okay!! Whats with the third degree?! Why dont you just shine a light in my eyes?! (Joey looks totally confused.)
Monica: What?
Ross: Well... I like how you look, what are you?
Joey: Well, that is usually what I would do. But I just never thought youd be on the receiving end of it. How could you do this?!
Joey: What’s the matter?
Phoebe: Yeah, I know! (turns to Chandler) So, what do you think?
Joey: Yknow what I think? I think somebodys got a little crush on Casey. How bout I fix you two up? What do you think?
Monica: Well, if you think about it, I am kind of like a Reverend. I mean, as a chef, I serve God, by feeing the hungry and poor. (looks very convinced about what she just said)
Chandler: Okay, here you go. (He deals out two cards each.) I have two queens, what do you have?
Chandler: What? No, I want to watch this. (He turns on the television and the screen is completely covered in snow). Did your cable go out?
Monica: What is the matter with you?! Do you want to fall into the trap? Do you want to fall into the trap?!
Monica: I won't know what I would do without you.
Chandler: What d'ya know... It's a treat for the eyes and the ears.
Rachel: What is the matter with us?
Joey: Oh? Oh! Okay! Okay! Lets hear their plan! Now, whats the future look like for Dina and Bobby?
Chandler: Gee if only she were one and had no idea what the hell a birthday was!
Ross: Yeah, maybe not. So what you wanna do?
Dr. Franzblau: I try not to let my work affect my personal life, but it's hard, when you... do what I do. It's like uh...Well, for instance, what do you do?
Chandler: I know, what are we gonna do?
Rachel: What did you get her?
Rachel: Oh! Emma might like what?
Rachel: Oh no. I mean it. After what just happened, I�m never leaving her again.
Phoebe: Uh, well I can tell you why. Its, its because of me. But, y'know what, I only did it because I love you. Okay?
The Interviewer: Understood. So, whatd you say back then?
Joey: What? You never said anything about an audition!
Phoebe: Okay, look at him. Look at those strong hands. Oh what I wouldnt give to be that can of (looks closer to see what Jack is drinking) condensed milk.
Phoebe: But, I mean, do you think hes gonna enjoy it when hes up to his elbows in the diapers from all the babies they have to have right away?! This is not fair to Frank, (she walks behind them again, and hey again turn to follow her) and it-its not fair to the babies, and y'know what, its not good home economics.
Rachel: What?
Frank: What, wait, you mean like this? (does it)
Monica: What about your massage client?
Rachel: What?
Monica: (on machine) "Hi, it's Monica. I'm just checking in 'cause I got this message from you and I didn't know if it was old or new or what. So, I'm just checkin'. So let me know, or don't, whatever. I'm breezy."
CHAN: Waitress. Got it. You guys wanna play Doom? Or we could keep doing this. What else?
Rachel: So now, what are you doing here?
Joey: What? No! No Ross! No-no! Stop! Im not jumping! Okay, look I have an audition tomorrow and I cant go if I break my leg.
Ross: What... what you working on?
Ross: Hey, if thats what you want to do Im not gonna say no.
Rachel: What? Oh my God! To who?
Phoebe: Wh.. what? No wait, you don't get to leave! I've got a massage client waiting outside my door any minute!