words in movies
Joey: Whoa-whoa, that-that was just a theory! Theres a lot of theories that didnt pan out. The lone gunman. Communism. Geometry.
Ross: Wait! Whoa-whoa, you you gave her the ring?
Chandler: Whoa-whoa, wait a minute, did you say, you love her?
Joey: Whoa-whoa you guys, it's not a cat!
Chandler: (stopping him) Hey, whoa-whoa! What's she like?
Rachel: Look, Im fine. Watch. (She picks up an aspirin between her toes) Look at that. (She lifts her leg to grab the aspirin with her hand and almost falls over.) Whoa-whoa!
Chandler: Two. This photographer, who seemed really dull. And this actor guy, who Im not sure about, because when he called and I answered the phone Chandler Bing, he said Whoa-whoa, short message.
Ross: Whoa-whoa, arent you a little over dressed?
Joey: Whoa-whoa, what is it?
Ross: Oh, sure. Whoa-whoa, what's this? The delivery charge is almost as much as the couch!
Joey: Oh whoa-whoa wait a minute! I have to do it?!
Joey: Whoa-whoa dad? There's a dad in the commercial?
Chandler: Hey, Im going for sushi does anybody want.. (enters and sees the bed) Whoa-whoa, somebody missed the off ramp.
Rachel: Okay, whoa-whoa easy there Melissa! This aint a locker room, okay? But, yknow I remember him saying that-that he had plans tonight.
Joey: Whoa-whoa, whats the matter?! Talk to the captain!
Rachel: Wow! Whoa-whoa whats under the covers?
Joey: Whoa-whoa, but her birthday isn't like for another month.
Joey: Whoa-whoa, dont we need to do some kinda preparation first? Like ahh, get really drunk?
Joey: Oh hey whoa-whoa, dont worry. Okay. When my sisters were pregnant they got every weird feeling in the book, it was always nothing.
Rachel: Whoa-whoa, theres two living rooms? God, growing up here, this place mustve been a real babe magnet.
Joey: (interrupting) Whoa-whoa! No-no-no-no-no, nothing is going up! Okay? Up, up is not an optionwhat's a urethra? (Monica whispers what it is in his ear.) Are you crazy?!
Joey: Whoa-whoa, Treeger made you cry?
Ross: WhHeyWhoa-whoa, where, where you going?!
Joey: (stopping him) Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Whoa-whoa! We could have our own show! Y'know we could clap our hands together people will love it! Huh? And-and-and I wrote a song for us! (Singing, to the tune of This Land is Your Land) This hand is your hand! This hand is my hand! Oh wait, that's your hand! No wait, it's my hand!