words in movies
All: What is it?
Chandler: If I took this promotion, it'd be like admitting that this is what I actually do.
Chandler: I don't know. That's the thing. I don't know what I want to do. I just know I'm not going to figure it out working there.
Monica: Well, what kind of food is he looking for?
Phoebe: Yeah, I know! (turns to Chandler) So, what do you think?
Phoebe: OK. (pause) Oh Monica! Guess what!
Chandler: Hey, you guys all know what you want to do.
Chandler: Hey, you guys in the living room all know what you want to do. You know, you have goals. You have dreams. I don't have a dream.
Rachel: What are you going to make?
Rachel: (pause) And Monica, what are you going to make?
Phoebe: Ooh! I know what you could make! (runs over to join Monica and Rachel in the kitchen) I know! Oh, you should definitely make that thing... you know, with the stuff? (Monica doesn't know.) You know, that thing... with the stuff...? OK, I don't know. (sits down)
Rachel: So what are you guys going to do?
Rachel: My God! What happened to you?
Chandler: Eight and a half hours of aptitude tests, intelligence tests, personality tests... and what do I learn? (he taps the results and reads them) "You are ideally suited for a career in data processing for a large multinational corporation."
Monica: (on phone) Hello? (Listens) Oh, hi Wendy! (Listens) Yeah, eight o'clock. (Listens) What did we say? Ten dollars an hour?... (Listens) OK, great. (Listens) All right, I'll see you then. Bye. (hangs up)
Phoebe: Ten dollars an hour for what?
Ross: (embarrassed) Wha... what, here?
Celia: What?
[Scene: Chandler and Joey's, Joey and Ross are there, discussing what happened last night.]
Joey: What's the big deal? You just say what you want to do to her. Or what you want her to do to you. Or what you think other people might be doing to each other. I'll tell you what. Just try something on me.
Joey: Why not? Come on! Just, just close your eyes and tell me what you'd like to be doing right now.
Joey: ....yeah... what else?
Rachel: What?
Steve: You know, I don't know what I'm looking for.
Steve: What?
Monica: What?
Joey: What a tool!
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....
Phoebe: What about this? (she starts using her elbows on his back, he yells in pain)
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?
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!
Rachel: W-What are you, what are you talking about?
Chandler: Ross, what're you... what're you... what are you doing? (looks at laptop screen)You're having a memorial service for yourself!?
Joey: What?
Monica: What?! Come on I am tough! Punch me right here! (Her stomach) As hard as you can!
Rachel: What Phoebe? Wait! One time he caught me smoking he said if he ever saw me doing that again hed make me eat the entire pack.
Monica: Remember that guy that gave me a bad review? Well (Feeds him a spoonful of what shes cooking.) Im getting my revenge!
Rachel: Well, what happened?
Rachel: Oh, I would love some. But y'know what? Y'know what? Let's not drink it here. I'm feeling kinda crazy. You wanna go to Newark?
Monica: But the minute we start to lie to each other (Pauses after she realizes what she's saying.) And by 'we' I mean society.
Monica: What?
Rachel: All right, yknow what, come on, do we really have to watch this while we eat? (She makes a move for the remote.)
Monica: (to the dog) What are you barking at?
Amy: What? What are you gonna do?
Monica: Okay, heres your milk. What do you want to talk about? (She sees that Chandler has fallen asleep and slams the door loudly to wake him up.)
Rachel: (doesn't believe what she's hearing) Seriously?
Rachel: (in disbelief) You WHAT? And I missed it? Because I was giving a makeover to that stupid hippie?
(The gang swaps all the drinks for what they ordered as Phoebe enters. She sits down without saying hi.)
RACH: OK, so that's... that's what, two bottles? And yet somehow we went through five?
Ross: What?
Benjamin: What?
Rachel: (as she's being dragged) What are you? Monica!! Stop it!! Oh my God! Stop it! (Monica drags her totally onto the floor and on her back.)
Chandler: What did I just say?
Chandler: Hey, guys! Come on! You gotta see what Emma just did.
Chandler: Well, that is what happened, and I dont even see you denying this!