words in movies
Monica: Oh, and the people are so nice. There's this one guy, Geoffrey, he's the Maitre D., Chandler, you will love him. He is without a doubt, the funniest guy I have ever met. (Chandler, who was almost asleep again, sits up straight in bed in an instant and can't believe what he just heard.)
Mike: Oh, sorry. (He digs in again and finally finds what he's been looking for. A key.)
Rachel: (indignant) What, the blonde with no bra?
Phoebe: (excited) No! It's a great time, come in...! WOW, hi... Oh my gosh! What are you doing here? Are you back from Minsk?
David: Are... are you kidding? You know, when you don't see someone for a long time, a-a-and you kind of build them up in your head and you start thinking about: Come on, don't be crazy. Nobody is that beautiful, but... well, you are. (Phoebe seems very charmed) Well, so, uhm... are you seeing... anyone? (Phoebe is still up on a cloud from what David just said)
Monica: What are you gonna do?
Chandler: (angry) Funniest guy she's ever met! (to the door) I'm funny, right...? What do you know, you're a door... You just like knock-knock jokes... (laughs about himself, but then gets determined again) Save it for inside! (he enters)
Chandler: So... Oklahoma is a crazy place. You know, they call it the Sooner state. Frankly I'd sooner be in any other state. (Monica looks at Phoebe, who also doesn't know what to say.) And what's with Oklahoma having a pan handle? Can all states have stuff like that? Hey yeah, I'm from the waistband, Wyoming. But when I was seven, we headed over to the crotch.
Monica: (Doesn't believe what she's hearing) Was your cabin pressurised?
Rachel: Sandy, that's exactly what it is...
Sandy: It's okay. I get that a lot doing what I do. But I am straight. I-I'm engaged actually.
Ross: What kind of job is that for a man? A nanny? I-It's like if a woman wanted to be...
Rachel: Oooh... ***I really can't hear what she says*** come here.
Chandler: (Can't believe what he hears) Well, thank God your livelihood doesn't depend on it.
Chandler: Ye.... (stops because he realises what Joey just said, and stares at him. At this moment Monica enters)
Phoebe: Well, if that's what they do in Minsk... (They kiss 2 on each cheek... and then they pause... David turns to the door) In New York... it's... (and then David grabs her by her neck and kisses her full on the lips... They kiss passionately and cannot seem to stop.)
Rachel: What...? Too sensitive to take care of our baby?
Ross: This... this is exactly what I'm talking about. What kind of a guy makes... makes... delicate French cookies, huh? They're not even... butch, manly cookies with... with... you know with... with chunks. (takes a careful bite from the cookie)
Rachel: Well, I... you know, I-I-I don't know what to say... I mean, I never thought of you as a guy who needed his men to be men. You know, 'cause I gotta tell you Ross, it not like you just came in from branding cattle.
Rachel: Okay, what? What is too sensitive? (There's music coming from the living room. Ross opens the door to the living room and he and Rachel see Sandy play a song for Emma on his recorder. Rachel is moved by this, but Ross only sees his point proven again, and walks back into the kitchen, angrily. The door he was holding, swings back and hits Rachel.)
Ross: ...a what? A what? What's the end of that sentence?
Monica: Yes... What is the end of that sentence?
Joey: So what? Being funny is Chandler's thing... You know, like Ross's thing is... (he can't come up with anything)
Chandler: What are you guys talking about?
Chandler: What is so funny about that? (they realise it wasn't a joke)
Chandler: Did you tell her what we talked about? (Joey starts laughing hysterically, but then gets serious again...)
Ross: Hey... I made up that joke and told it to you! (He points at Chandler. Joey gestures to Ross "What are you doing?)
Mike: Well... I'll... just show you what I'm gonna do about it... (he hits David's finger with his finger and they start to finger-fight using their fingers as swords saying all kinds of macho crap)
Mike: Hey, what are you kidding me?
Ross: Well, you know what... I-I'm sorry I'm the only one who isn't in love with Gary Poppins out there... But I just... I can't... I can't go through with this.
Ross: No! Hey, you know what? I'm sorry. I would never force you... to hire someone you were this uncomfortable with...
Sandy: No, none at all. You need to be happy with whoever is in your home... Although if you don't mind telling me, what was your problem? Maybe it's something I can work on in the future.
Sandy: What is it...? (Ross hesitates) Please...? (he tilts his head)
Ross: It was hard... I remember... I was in my bedroom... playing with my dinosaurs... playing and learning... and my father walks in and says... he says... "What are you doing with those things? What's wrong with you, why aren't you... why aren't you outside playing like a... like a real boy?
Joey/Wigglemunch: What kind?
Monica: Listen Rachel, I feel really bad aboutWhat are you doing? (She sees that Rachel is unpacking.)
Phoebe: What?! You can't separate them! That's terrible. Which one?
Chandler: Have you figured out what started the fire Mr. Fireman?
Phoebe: Uh. It's not... quite what I'm saying.
Monica: (angry) Ow, what are the chances!
Joey: What are you doing?
Joey: (looking at the checkbook) Wow! Look at this! He wrote a check for 50,000 dollars to Hugo Ligrens Ring Design. (Monica is stunned) Oh, sorry, what do you think the good news is?
Mr. Geller: I understand completely, theres nothing more horrifying than embarrassing yourself in front of your in-laws. As a matter of fact, when I started dating Judy I was unemployed, and her father asked me what I did for a living and I told him I was a lawyer.
Monica: (enjoying what she's seeing) How's it going?
Rachel: What?
Rachel: What?
Ross: I didnt know what I was taking full responsibility for! Okay?! I didnt finish the whole letter!
Ross: What? No, no! Hey, hey, hey look...
Joey: (after Ross is gone) What is he doing? What, Emily, thinks Ross's furniture has got Rachel coodies?
Monica: Who's Gladys? (Phoebe shows her a horrific painting with a half-a-body girl dummy coming out of the frame. Monica's frightened and she gasps.) Oh! What a tragic loss!
Monica: What is with you?
Girl: Whatd you think I was, a hooker?
Chandler: (looks surprised) What!? Of course I did!
Monica: It's some of Richard's hair! (holds it close to Ross) What do I do with this?
Rachel: What?
Monica: So what! As long as hes not wearing a white dress and a veil I dont care.
Ross: WhatYoure not serious. I mean shes a very nice woman, but there is no way we can take eight weeks of her. Shell drive us totally crazy.
Joey: I mean what kind of an actor, what kind of an actor cant even say, "Hmm, noodle soup?"
Phoebe: Oh yeah, okay. I'm uptight. Yeah, that's why I don't want to watch a middle aged guy dance around in what I can only assume is a child halloween costume! (turns to look at Monica and Rachel who look like they feel very sorry for the stripper)
Ross: You too! What are the odds?
Joey: (To Chandler) In what John Houston film would you hear this line, "Badges? We dont need no stinkin badges!"
Ross looks down: No, that that is not what we're saying.
Mr Campbell: What?
Rachel: What? I-I don't.
Joey: Well, why dont you tell me what youre supposed to be! Huh? Because I sure as hell cant figure it out! I talk to you and nothin. You look at me, and its nothin. (He kisses her) Nothing.
Chandler: That's what we were gonna name the baby.
Doug: Hey Bing! (Slaps him on his ass.) (Sees Monica) Wo-ho-ho, who's the pretty lady and what the hell is she doing with you?
Chandler: What?
Monica: I understand, but you're wishing for what we think you're wishing for, aren't you?
Mackenzie: Like what?
Joey: Thats not what she said last night. (Ross glares at him.)
Mackenzie: What are you? Eight?
Ross: Uh, yeah, you sure you want to after what happened at their 20th?
Joey: (frightened) What?
Dr. Rhodes: Take your shirt off, and let's see what we're dealing with here. (Ross starts to take off his pants) What are you doing?
Ross: Yknow what would cheer you up?
Ross: Yeah, yeah! (they hug) You sure this is what you want?
PHOEBE: OK. [singing] Smelly cat, smell-ly cat, what are they feeding you? Smelly cat [back up singers - smelly, smelly, smelly, really bad smelly cat, it's not your fault] OK, sorry. I'm just, I'm just not getting that everyone um, gets how smelly this cat acually is. I just think that maybe if we could talk about this, 'cause I need to feel that you really care about the cat.
Phoebe: Uh-uh. Ok. What time is that.
Monica:: I saw what you were doing in Tulsa. angry sharks turn you on!
Monica: (answers the phone) Hello? (Listens.) (To Phoebe) It's Joey. (Phoebe's proud of herself.) (To Joey) I'm so glad you called! Chandler told me what happened. Y'know he's really upset about it.
Ross: Wh… wh…what?
Lady: So? What do you think?
Chandler: Yknow what? I dont trust you with this cake anymore! And I got it first, and Im takin it back! (Grabs the cheesecake and heads for his apartment.)
Ross: What?
Phoebe: (Turning to Mike) What do you think?
Janice: Chandler, what are you talking about?
Ross: So, what are you gonna do?
Rachel: What?
Kathy: (entering) Hey! (sees whats on TV) Oh God, is that Baywatch?
Ross: It's what you want. You should go.
Phoebe: Oh this, well Im glad you asked. (She opens the case and removes a knife and an soda can.) Now, dont you hate it when you have to cut a tin can with an ordinary steak knife? (She efficiently cuts it in half.) Ahh! Now, I know what youre thinking
Joey: All right, all right, all right, all right, you wanna know what I do when I take resume shots?
Ross: What are you guys doing?
Joey: What did I just say?
Monica: I'm sorry. I'm sorry, Phoebe. It's just a little shorter than what we had discussed.
Monica: What are you talking about? These aren't mine.
Monica: What?
Mona: Umm, I-I thought we were moving forward and now youre-youre sending me all these mixed signals. What are you trying to tell me?
Mrs. Geller: Chandler! Youve been Rosss best friend all these years, stuck by him during the drug problems. (Ross gets disgusted.) And now youve taken on Monica as well. Well, I dont know what to say. Youre a wonderful human being.
Rachel: What?
Ross: And to love. Ah, love. L-O-V-E, love. L is for life. And what is life without love?
Rachel: Ewww, is that what that is?
Ross: Yeah, you too. Man, so-so what are you up to?
Chandler: What?
Ross: That's what it seemed like.
Rachel: What?
Rachel: WHAT?
Rachel: What?!
Monica: What?
Erica: What?
Ross: What?
Joey: Priesthood! Look Ross, I'm telling you, she has no idea what you're thinking. If you don't ask her out soon you're going to end up stuck in the zone forever.
Phoebe: Guess what? You're almost an uncle!
Joey: What!? But I already bought my ticket to Bermuda!
Chandler: What do we do?
Monica: What do you mean "what do we do"?
Joey: Oh my God! What did you say?
Ross: What?
Ross: What? What?
Joey: Hey, you know what might help?
Ross: Oh oh, we think Emma is about to start talking so we're trying to be careful about what words we use in front of her.
Monica: (laughs) You realize what you are dont you?
Phoebe: Hey, what are you working on?
Phoebe: What?
Rachel: Oh! What a great way to earn some extra pocket money.
Monica: You heard him! "No bigger!" "You're perfect!" "Just don't get any bigger!" Oh my god he sounded just like my high school wrestling coach. You know what? I'm going to have to talk to Chandler.
Phoebe: Hey! What do you have there?
Rachel: What... What...
Monica: Yeah, y'know I-I made a commitment to you. Yknow what, itd be, itd be fun.
Joey: What?
Joey: You got to tell me exactly what to do there.
Ross: Ah, what good are you. (Walks back to his map dejectedly.)
Man: What?
Ross: What?