words in movies
JOEY: That was a good one. For a second there, I was like, "whoa."
ROSS: Whoa, whoa, whoa. What, you don't, uh, you don't believe in evolution?
CHANDLER: Whoa!
CHANDLER: Whoa! Don't know about that.
Joey: Whoa! And the... (gestures with hands) huh-huh?
Joey: Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Treeger, what are you doing?
Phoebe: What? (He leans in to kiss her.) Oh. (They kiss and Phoebe pauses.) Ooh. (Pause) Whoa! That one kept going. (Exits.)
Julio: Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Rachel: What do you get? (She throws her pom-poms to Joey and Phoebe and performs a cartwheel.) Emily!! (Tries to do another one.) EmilWhoa!! (She falls in Chandlers room.) Okay! So thats me as a cheerleader! Ta-dum! (Gunthers the only one that claps.)
Joey: Six months? Whoa thats rough.
Tommy: Whoa!!
Chandler and Joey: Whoa!!!
Rachel: Whoa! What?! Why?!
Jason: Whoa!
Ross: Whoa, sorry Tommy.
Joey: Whoa, that doesn't necessarily mean that he's breaking up with you.
Rachel: Hey, honey! Whats the matter? (Monica shows her, her hat.) Fine, I was just trying to be nice! Whoa!
Ross: Oh great! That means Im stuck with, "So, we were watching you in there (Points to the TV) and you were sittin right here! Whoa!"
Rachel: Whoa! My God! So what, you all just joined together to hate me?! Who else was in this club?
Joey: Whoa, I'm not done.
Monica: Whoa whoa whoa! Wherere you goin?
Rachel: Heywhoa, slow down. (Gets a whiff of him) No, keep moving. (Joey runs off.) Wow!
Ross: Whoa, hey! What are doing? Trying to get me drunk?
Joey: Whoa!
ROSS: Yeah, yeah, just a tough day at work. A stegosaurus fell over and trapped a kid. Whoa, whoa, I know this jacket, this is, th--Fun Bobby's jacket! Where is he, what. He, he's here, isn't he?
Ross: Yknow what? I think I can take care of myself, Ill talk to you later. Good-bye. (Hangs up the phone and turns to find Jill sitting really close to him.) Whoa! Uh, that was your sister actually. She-she thinks that youre just using me.
Joey: Whoa. Wait a minute, wait a minute.
Rachel: Whoa, I'm sorry. Excuse me. We had this cart.
Joey: (trying to act like hes not the one that stinks.) Whoa! Yeah, what the hell is that? What smells so bad?
Joey: Whoa! Hey! Whoa!! Hold up! Are you serious?! So like 3% of the time they dont even work?! Huh? They should put that on the box!
All: Whoa! Ohh!!
Joey: Whoa! Okay. Yeah well, who-who was in World War I? (Rachel pauses as she thinks.)
Ross: Whoa, whoa, whoa. Come on, come on, what. You took his underwear?
Ross: Whoa! Whoa! Whoa, Joey!
Phoebe: Whoa!! He is soo unreasonable! God, although I think I understand what he means. Oh my God, this is like 60 Minutes, okay, when, when, at first youre really mad at that pharmaceutical company for making the drug and then y'know you just feel bad for the people because they needed to make their hair grow.
Monica: No. No. Not it. Not it. Not it. (Checks another rack and another woman tries to reach around her.) (To the woman) Dont crowd me! (Finds it) This is it! This is the dress! Oh my God, its perfect! (She takes it off of the rack and someone has a hold of it on the other side of the rack and tugs on it.) Im sorry, this ones taken! (The other woman tugs harder pulling Monica through the rack.) Whoa!
Joey: Whoa, wait, Pheebs, wait a second! Dont you wanna stay here and talk about it?
Rachel: Whoa!! Whoa, whoa, wait a minute. What time did your little friend leave? (Ross cant answer that) Oh my God. She was there? She was still there? She was in there, when I was in there?!
Chandler: Whoa!
Chandler: (noticing the woman on the screen) Whoa! Shes purty!
Monica: Whoa!
Monica: Its beautiful! Its like the first bathroom floor there ever was. (Chandler tries to go to the bathroom) Whoa! Are you going in there for?
ROSS: Ok. No, hey, whoa, whoa, I'll get your coat.
Ross: Whoa, whoa, whoa. What makes you think we're gonna break up?
ROSS: Wha--? Whoa, hey, I don't want my birthday to be the source of any kind of negative--there's gonna be a hoopla?
Julio: Whoa, whoa, whoa, the poem is not about you.
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!
Joey: Whoa, whoa, whoa, Monica, what're you doin'? This is a poker game. You can't serve food with more than one syllable. It's gotta be like chips, or dip, or pretz...(look of realization)
Rachel: Whoa! Hey-hey, you planning on inviting us?
Chandler: Whoa ho.
Phoebe: Ooh, oh, I've gotta go. (raises) Whoa, oh, head rush. One more, and then I have to go. (sits down, and then raises again) Cool!
Joey: (waving) Very funny Ross! Very life-like and funny. Okay. (Notices that a woman is waving back.) Oh no-no-no, I wasn't waving at you lady. (She just stares at him.) (Joey sees how beautiful she is.) Whoa, maybe I was! Hey, Monica, this totally hot girl in Ross's building is flirting with me.
Ross: Whoa, Whoa, Whoa, but then the coffee table won't be centered in the seating area.
Joey: Whoa, whoa, whoa, wait, whoa. Do you ah, want to get her something speacial, get her flowers, get her candy, get her gum, girls love gum.
Ross: Whoa. Whoa. Whoa. Were not 13 anymore.
Chandler: Whoa, she's pretty. (Mentioning the girl on TV)
Joey: Whoa! For a rich guy he's got, that's a pretty small TV.
Guru Saj: Oh sure, we should see resultsWhoa!! Clearly not the way to go!! (quickly wipes it off)
Monica: Okay, this is the den. All right, check this out. Lights! (the lights turn on automatically, but are very bright) Whoa! All right. Less lights! Bad lights! Lights go away! (they dim) Oh, see you just need to find the right command.
Rachel: Whoa! I cant believe you did that. That was really sweet.
Joey: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! So, I walk in the door and make the right (and he bends his arm to the left. Ross then bends Joey's arm to the right and Joey nods)
Chandler: You kidding? You're the most beautiful woman in most rooms... (She jumps up and kisses him.) (Breaking the kiss.) Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! What's going on? You and I just made out! You and I are making out?
Rachel: Whoa! Wait! Hello! What about me?
Rachel: Ohh, whoa God! Storage rooms give me the creeps! Monica, come on please hurry up honey! Please?
Chandler: Whoa, snowing out there?
Joey: Whoa!
Rachel: (moving away) Whoa! Whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
Joey: Whoa! Is this porn? What did I do? I mustve hit something on the remote.
Joey: Whoa!! Now look, dont be just blurtin stuff out. I want you to really think about your answers. Okay?
Joey: Whoa, for like months?
PHOEBE: [Mrs. Adelman's voice] Oh my god. Now I've seen everything! [Phoebe's voice] Whoa, she's gone. She's gone. She's gone! Go ahead, get married. Go, go.
Ross: Whoa, hello, did you just meet Monica?
Rachel: Whoa!!
Phoebe: Whoa, what kind of party was this?
Joey: Whoaheywh-wh-what do you got there? What is that? Pie?
RACHEL: Whoa, look at you, you did pretty well.
Joey: Whoa, whoa, whoa! Slow down, you go way too fast. Ok? Just go back to the MET, ok?
Rachel: Whoa, how do you know about that?
Chandler: Look, you dont have to draw an actual wowhoa! Shes hot!
Chandler: (To Monica) Of course it is. (Mouths to Ross) Wowwhoa!
JOEY: (spots the suitcase just inside the door where Chandler left it) Whoa, whoa.� Wait a minute.� Wait a minute.� If you just got back from Tulsa, how did your suitcase beat you here?
Ross: (coming out of the kitchen with a cup of coffee, almost running into Tommy) Oh-ho, whoa! Sorry, Tommy. I almost spilled this hot coffee on you.
Rachel: Joey. Joey, something feels weird and not good weird. I dontWhoa!! (Winces in pain.)
Ross: (picking up the slip of paper) Hello! What's this? Oh right its that girl's phone number. (Rachel ignores him) Yeah-yeah, there it is, just a phone number a really hot girl gave me. (He holds it so that Rachel can see it, she continues to ignore him) It's no big deal, I mean it is her home phone number, but...(Rachel still ignores him) Whoa! (Throws it in her lap) Whoa-whoops, I almost lost this baby! Yeah, the lovely Amanda gives me her number and I-I go and drop it. (He waves it in front of Rachel's face. Then suddenly Phoebe has to sneeze and Rachel quickly grabs the slip of paper and gives it to Phoebe for her to sneeze into.)
Ross: What? Whoa, whoa whoa whoa, what do you mean, back to Jordie? We never landed on Jordie. We just passed by it during the whole Jessy, Cody, Dylan fiasco.
Joey: Whoa, whoa, no, no, I-Im not playing with this guy, now.
Mr. Treeger: (measures the top of the doorframe) Whoa! This looks like an all day job, Ill have to cancel my yoga class. (Ross walks up.) Hey Ross!
Ross: Whoa! Hey! Whoa-whoa-whoa, you saw her breast?!
Chandler: Whoa-ho, whoa! No, I was thinking about y'know for me, as a part of that whole getting over Janice thing you were talking about.
Vince: (running over) Whoa! Hey-hey! Whats going on here? Who is this guy?
Joey: Whoa, whoa. And the fact that you dumped him because he hit on Phoebe?
Joey: Whoa, I didnt know we could date your sister!
JOEY: Okay.� (pause.� He looks over her shoulder at the table with the wine.)� Whoa, whoa.� Why are there two glasses of wine out?
Roy: Whoa, whoa, whoa (he turn off the music). She cringed!
Joey: Whoa, wait a minute. Whos the father?
Joey: Whoa, dude, look out! You almost crushed my hat! (He picks a hat up from the floor. It's one of those magician stovepipe hats.)
Ross: Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Whats with the tackling?
Ross: Whoa, whoa, but then the back of the couch won't line up with he back of the carpet.
Joey: Whoa! Whoa! Guys! Please! Come on! Come on! This is obviously just a big misunderstanding.
Phoebe: Whoa! (The player leaves and to Joey) I kinda liked it.
Ross: Whoa! You were down on one knee?
Joey: (reading the card) Whoa! This guy is like the biggest commercial casting director in town! (Ross gasps) Ben takes one lousy walk in the park and gets an audition!! (Ross and Carol stare at him, then Joey realizes what he just said.) I mean, way to go Ben! (Gives Ben the thumbs up, which Ben returns.) Man! I've been in that park a million times and no one offered me an audition.
Mr. Treeger: (coming in from the bathroom) Whoa, hey, that ladys all kinds of naked.
Joey: Hey, want a beer? (Hands him a beer and sits down in one of the chairs.) (Jumping up.) WHOA!!!!