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.)
Chandler: What?!
Ross: Whats up?
Monica: (breaking the kiss) Yknow whats weird?
Ross: What? No! No, Im not stopping. Im Red Ross!
Monica: (entering) Hey, whats going on?
Rachel: Oh no-no-no, no-no-no, thats not what I meant.
Chandler: Y'know what Rach, maybe you should just, y'know stay here at the coffee house.
RACHEL: Yeah, who's gonna eat all our food, and tie up our phone lines, and - is that my bra? What the hell you doin' with my bra?
The Instructor: What?!
Chandler: (To Joey) In a minute? Whats gonna happen in a minute?!
Rachel: What, what, wait a minute! You haven�t even told her you were a doctor, yet? How long have you known her, likean hour?
Kathy: Yeah, I do. Of course, I learned at my aunts dog grooming shop, but hey, what do you say?
Phoebe: Whats a Movement class?
ERNIE: Bert, Bert. Bert. Hey, what happened to my friend Bert? He was here just a moment ago. Oh no, my old friend Bert is lost.
Ross: What time?
Chandler: Bob? Ooh, working here with us? Everyday? Yeah, I dont know if he has what it takes.
Chandler: What is the matter with you ?!?
Monica: (To Rachel) What?! You paid a thousand dollars for a cat when you owe me 300!!
Chandler: We dont know what could make this go away.
David: I don't know. I don't know what I'm gonna do. I just- you decide.
Elizabeth: Yes you did! What was it?
Phoebe: Whats that smell?
Monica: Why? What did you do in the bathroom?
Rachel: What?
Fat Joey: Whats my little chef got for me tonight?
Rachel: (all mushy) Oh, you know what? Let's not say anything else. I love you. (they hug)
Customers: Huh? What?
Monica: What?! Youre going out with her again!
Joey: But what you saw, that is the extent of it, okay? One kiss.
Joey: What? No-no its her birthday!
Dana: What?! Anything! Anything!
Monica: Well what are you gonna do when he finds out he wasnt even asked?!
Monica: What if it's new? I mean, we agreed not to talk again, unless we had something really important to say. Shouldn't I call him back?
Ross: What?
Kathy: So what did you do today?
Rachel: Its not dumb. But, maybe its okay that youre not a part of it. Y'know what I mean? (Ross looks confused) I mean its like, I-I-I like that youre not involved in that part of my life.
Ross: What was with the dishes?
Monica: No! No! I shouldnt have even opened these! I mean IJoey I am out of control!! Joey, you have to do me a favor. No matter what I say, no matter what I do, please do not let me open another present! Okay?
Ross: What?
Ross: Well I I told him that if he ever hurt you I would hunt him down and kick his ass! (The girls all laugh.) What?! What?! What is the matter with everybody?! I am serious! I would kick his ass! (The laugh harder.)
Monica: Whats the charity?
Monica: Phoebe, what, what happened here?!
Phoebe: (still reading the label) Oh my God! This is a six-hour pill! (Checks her watch) Thats it! Im out of the woods! Ohh! What a relief!
(Monica quickly dives under the water as Joey enters. He looks a little shocked at what Chandler's doing.)
Monica: (not wanting to be left out, picks up something) Hey umm, whats this?
Rachel: No-no! Dont dance for me! Please? Dont! (She gets up to yell at her friends.) What is the matter with you guys?
Elizabeth: What?
Monica: Excuse me? He doesnt even know what hes doing!
Rachel: Well what if I told you, you can do it in my apartment?
Phoebe: What did you do on yours?
Rachel: (shocked) What?
Rachel: What are you guys doing?
Ross: Then what am I supposed to do?
Elizabeth: What?
Rachel: What?
Rachel: (opening mail) Can you believe what a jerk Ross was being?
Rachel: Excuse me, can I, can I bum one of those? (He holds up his pack.) Y'know what, actually (She takes the one he's smoking and heads over to where Nancy and Kim are standing and laughing.) Okay, okay, okay, what's so funny over here?
Joey: What did I just say?
Jack: What are you doing here?
Chandler: So what was it for anyway?
Joey: Yknow what? Bring her both, and Ill have the same. (The waitress leaves.)
Joey: What?
Susan: Oh, well, is it what we thought it would be?
Phoebe: (looks at Monica) Hey, yknow what might cheer you up?
Chandler: (To Phoebe) Y'know what? I have been trying to apologize to him all week! If he's not gonna let me do it on the phone, I'm gonna go down there and do it in person.
Ross: Thank you! Thats what I keep saying.
Rachel: I'm sorry, what?
Monica: What?
RACH: What? [looks, feigns indifference] C'mon you guys, I don't care, I have a date tonight.
Joey: Hands! It is absolutely essential that you tell me what room the man my assistant described is staying in. Hes a patient of mine, Ive been treating him for years!
Interviewer: So, uh, what are you going to do next?
Phoebe: What is your job?
Monica: Hey, its Phoebe and Rachel. Um, why dont you tell them what you were telling me earlier about me not being high maintenance?
Monica: Well, what happened?
Phoebe: So, what movie should we see?
Joey: Oh, you want something serious. Y'know what you should do, you should get her one of those um, barium enemas. Those are dead serious.
Phoebe: I just-I just started walking around not knowing what to do next, yknow? I-I started asking people on the street if they wanted massages. Then these policemen, thought I was a whore too. Its been a really bad day, whore wise.
Joey: (entering from bathrooms excitedly) You guys! You guys! Youre not gonna believe what my agent just told me!
SUSIE: Whaddo I mean. Whaddya mean, whaddo I mean? I mean underpants, mister, that's what I mean.
Ross: Fine, yknow what, thats it. From now on, Joey, I want you to be my best man.
Joey: What?!! Thats even worse!!
Chandler: (lets him out) What happened?!!
Chandler: ...And what did you bring?
Ross: What?
Ross: What?
Rachel: What?!!
Joey: I know, I know! What am I going to do? (Thinks) Ooh!
Joey: What message?
Joey: Hey-hey dude, why are you changing the subject? Why? Will you make the call or what?
Phoebe: Monica, can I talk to you behind my menu, please. (Behind the menu) What are you doing?
Rachel: What?! Wait a minute! No wait a minute! (She does so.) Okay? Look, that night was the one wild thing I have ever done in my entire life, and Im not gonna let you take that away from me! Okay, so if you dont remember that, maybe you will remember this! (She grabs Melissa and kisses her on the lips.)
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?
Ross: Oh great! What, you brought Joey?
Ross: What?
Joey: There you go! That's the spirit I'm looking for! What can we do? Huh? All right who's first? Huh? Ross?
David: Okay, what the hell, what the hell. (Sweeps the remaining papers off the desk and grabs Phoebe) You want me to actually throw you or you-you wanna just hop?
Monica: What?! Excuse me!
Chandler: (trying on the jacket) Okay. Holy double-vented comfort Batman! (Finds something in the pocket) Whats this?
Tall Guy: God! What are you, in second grade?
Ross: What kind of problem?