words in movies
Mr. Treeger: Could you tell Jasmine that I won't make it to yoga class today?
Chandler: It means that my guys won't get off their barcaloungers and you have a uterus that is prepared to kill the ones that do. (pause) It means...
PHOEBE: Can I please take these off? I swear I won't scratch.
[Eddie tries his key and it won't work. He knocks and Chandler answers the door. He's got the door chained.]
Janice: No, it isn't, because you won't let that happen. Don't you know it yet? You love me, Chandler Bing.
Monica: Ok, hypothetically, why won't I be married when I'm 40?
Monica: Please? Please?! We just don't want to deal with telling everyone, okay? Just promise you won't tell.
JOEY: OK, we'll just leave, and when we pass her on the stairs, she won't know it's me 'cause we've never met. CHANDLER: That's how radio stars escape stalkers.
Erica: Hey, well, in a couple of weeks I won't be able to travel.
Monica: Okay, the realtor said another couple made an offer. Maybe the Janice's won't get it! Maybe the other couple will.
Ross: Oh and you know what, it will be even better tomorrow, because I won't be constantly interrupted by Joey checking to see if they put chocolates on my pillow yet. (Someone knocks on the door, Ross goes to open and it's Joey, Rachel and Chandler).
Phoebe: No! No, you can't arrest me! No!! I won't go back! I won't go back to that hell hole!!
Ross: (coming out of the bathroom) Won't you dance around with me.
Ross: I can't! If he realizes that I'm the one that put him to sleep, I won't get the job!
CHAN: I'm telling you this thing won't print. Yes, I pressed that button like 100 times. You know, for a hot line you are not so hot. What? What is that in the background? Are you watching Star Trek?
JOEY: Come on, Chandler, I want this part soo much. (Chandler ignores him) Just one kiss, I won't tell anyone.
Phoebe: Probably? Yeah, I don't like that word. (Chandler and Monica look surprised) Kind of what probably really means. Yeah, uh-huh. Yeah, oh, "Your mom probably won't kill herself," yknow? I'm sorry, but I'm not hanging all my hopes of Rachel and I living together on-on "Probably!" Yknow? You gotta take care of yourselves! (She starts to walk out) In this world history teaches us nothing! (Exits)
ROSS: Well, we won't wanna raise kids in the city so we'll probably move to uh, Scarsdale.
Carol: Ok, and this is Funny Clown. Funny Clown is only for after his naps, not before his naps or he won't sleep.
Chandler: I'm sorry, I won't be here.
Phoebe: Just pretend they're not even here! It's OK Monica, when that spotlight hits you it so bright you won't see anyoneanyway.
PHOE: Look, I, y'know, I don't mind taking it slow, I like him a lot, y'know he's really interesting and he's really sweet and why won't he give it up?
Phoebe: No! No, her cab! She probably won't be using it; you can drive it to Las Vegas.
Phoebe: I know, I just want to bite his bottom lip. (Rachel looks at her) But I won't.
Monica: Oh, by the way, you are more than welcome to look under any of the furniture, because, believe me, you won't find any porn or cigarettes under there!
Chandler: Not like that, I won't! (pauses) Kip would have liked the birds! (Joey turns and gives Chandler a dirty look)
Joey: Well, I'm justif the paste matches the pants, you can make yourself a pair of paste pants and she won't know the difference!
Joey: I can't tell you what I'm wishing for! Else...you know...won't come true!
Phoebe: I want to, but I just want you to tell me that marriage isn't really that big a deal. You know that I won't, I won't be missing out on anything. That marriage stinks!
Monica: Easy Rach, we'll find it. (To all) Won't we!
Chandler: What are you talking about? The couch is perfectly in line with the carpet. And then I can just walk over here and casually just put my feet right up on the...(Tries to rest his feet on the coffee table but they won't reach) OK, OK, here's what we do, we just uh, move the couch closer to the coffee table.
Joey: Look, Pheebs, I just, I wanna apologize for, for saying that your method was stupid and-and maybe ask you to be my teacher again. And-and I promise, I won't touch a guitar until you say I'm ready. (After a short pause she hands him her guitar.) You really think I'm ready?
Gary: This witness won't return my calls so we're gonna see if we can surprise him coming home.
Monica: Behind my brother's back? (Rachel glares at her) ... is exactly the kind of crazy thing you won't be hearing from me.
Ross: Free cats do that too, y'know. {Which reminds me, if I might get a little political here, support your local animal shelter. Pet shops are not the place to buy dogs and cats from, you get a much better deal from the shelter, plus they probably won't die on you in a week and a half. If you want a leash, go to the pet shop. If you want the dog for that leash, go to the shelter and save it's life. Now back to regularly scheduled programming.}
Carol: Mushroom. Smile. They won't all be like this. Some women might even stay through dinner. Sorry, that's not funny
Ross: (to Joey) Oh no, she took down Monica... And I'm the crier in the family. Oh God! I could be next. Maybe she won't talk with me if it looks like we're deep in converstation. Oh, so that thing you said about the thing. It really made me think about that other thing.
JOEY: All right.� All right.� Then, maybe you won't mind if me and my friend take a look around, huh?� (He checks the bathroom shaking the bat.� Then he proceeds to their bedroom.)� Bwa-ah-ah!
Joey: Hey, this girl won't turn around and I can't tell whether she's hot or not, what do you think?
The Smoking Woman: I won't! (Turns away) Until I have my next cigarette.
Monica: What? Wait! Why? (He turns and heads for the door and she chases after him.) Chandler! Chandler! Wait! Im sorry, I was just playing for one second! I was trying to find you to tell you that, look if you don't want me to see Richard again, I won't! He means nothing to me!
Adrienne: Oh believe me, Ross, I won't be telling anybody about this.
Gene: Well, I will, because I won't be playing with you.
Rachel: No, that day... that won't be her real birthday!
MONICA: Then I won't have to kill you.
Joey: Well, I've been thinking about this whole commercial thing, y'know me going up against Ben, the two of us competing, and that can't lead to anything good. So, I think I'm just gonna step aside. I'm gonna tell them that I won't audition.
Rachel: All right, all right, you're right, I won't do anything with Joey, I just thought that we (Joey enters the hall) Ok so that would be two cups of tarragon, one pound of baking soda and one red onion? (Joey enters his apartment)
Monica: (to Ross) This is just Bactine. It won't hurt.
Luisa: I could... but I won't. If I find that monkey, he's mine. (Leaves)
Rachel: Oh yeah! But you know what? If you need Hugsy, don't worry. Emma will totally understand. I won't... but whatever (She leaves the room).
Young Ross: (singing) 'I am Bea. I drink tea. Won't you dance around with....' (spills some tea and it drips onto his/her dress) Ohhh! (runs away crying)
Joey: (entering) Look, what am I gonna do? I'm not flirting but still, I'm drawing her to me like - like a moth to a flame! (Tries to put his feet on the coffee table...they won't reach and looks around.) What the hell's going on over here?!?!? (Points to Chandler) Monica's gonna kill you! Look I need your help, I have to do something to-to repel this woman! Wait a minute, wait a minute, you guys repel women all the time.
Ross: It'll be nice to get this off finally, won't it? Yes it will. (Marcel resists) Or we can leave it on for now, that's fine.
Phoebe: You won't even taste it?
Monica: Don't worry Joe, I won't come next year!
RACHEL: Ok, you know what, lemme, let me just see what else I can do. All right, look, look. Why don't you just let her go on after Stephanie whatever-her-name-is. I mean, you won't even be here. You don't pay her. It's not gonna cost you anything.
MONICA: Um, I straightened out your shower curtain so you won't get mildew. What? To me that's nice.
Chandler: Okay, so this time I won't quit!
MONICA: Really?� But tomorrow night is the only night I get off from the restaurant.� If you go to the game, we won't have a night together for another week.
Monica: Look at you, you won't even look at him.
Chandler: Ok well, thanks, you won't regret it. I'll see you tomorrow (hangs up).
Joey: Rach?! (He walks over to the fridge to put it in, but it cannot be opened either) Rachel!!!!? (He walks to the bathroom and tries to lift the toilet seat cover. It won't come up.) So I can't do anything I like????
Monica: Why won't I be married when I'm 40?
Phoebe: Oh, you won't believe who moved back to town.
Joey: No you won't.
David: Why not? It's brilliant! (talking to an imaginary Mike) Goodbye Mike, we'll see you at the wedding, fella! (pause) well, we probably won't invite you to the wedding... (to Chandler) Thank you, Chandler. Sincerely.
Ross: Hey, you guys won't believe what I have to do for work today.
Chandler: You know, I can't believe you. Linda is so great! Why won't you go out with her again?
Monica: Please? Please?! We just don't want to deal with telling everyone, okay? Just promise you won't tell.
Ross: Whoa, whoa, but then the back of the couch won't line up with he back of the carpet.
ROSS: It uhh, it won't go back.
Monica: You'll be fine. Nah, you won't, but I'll be back in two minutes.
MONICA: [sings] They won't take you to the vet.
ROSS: Look at that, they won't even turn their heads.
ROSS: No, no, we won't.
PHOEBE: (singing angrily) Terry's a jerk, and he won't let me work, and I hate Central Perk!
ROSS: Yeah. Ya know, a boy and a girl. Hopefully the girl will come first so Ben here won't feel too competitive.
RACHEL: We won't?
Rachel: (returning with her purse covering her face) All right, it won't come off!
{Y'know, sometimes I think the script writers throw in a line like that to try to trip me up. But it won't work. I'll always have the last laugh! <manical_laugh.wav> Okay, so maybe I'm a little deluded, it's probably just my spellchecker. But, I must admit I did get Mesozoic and Paleozoic on the first attempt. Yay me! Anyhoo }
Monica: '....Won't you, won't you, won't you.... '
PHOEBE: Anyway, OK, now promise you won't like, freak out and say how great this is until I'm done, OK.
Ross: I don't know, but I.. Look, even if she shoots me down, at least I won't spend the rest of my life wondering what would have happened. Where - where is my coat?!
Rachel: Wait, we won't know that until we do it, will we?
Ross: Actually, it kinda is. My wife won't return my calls. I don't know where my wife is. (Laughs) "Hey Ross, where's the Mrs.?" Don't know!
Chandler: Uh-huh! Join me, won't you?! Okay, what do you say we keep one, and then just like have an option on the other one?
Ronni: No we won't.
Monica: You guys do that? Chandler won't even have sex in our bathroom!
Joey: No! Everything's gettin' all messed up, y'know? Emily won't let Ross see Rachel, we're not gonna stop seeing Rachel, hence Ross stops seeing us!
Monica: Believe me, that is not why we won't be doing that!
Monica: Rach, why won't they take it back?
Chandler: Y'know, he won't even talk to me. How am I going to apologize to him if he won't even talk to me?
Monica: Ok, hypothetically, why won't I be married when I'm 40?
Chandler: Well, maybe I won't kiss you, and then you'll have to stay.
Phoebe: (interrupts her, to Monica) Shh, wait and see. Maybe we will, maybe we won't.
Ross: I went thru this with Ben and Carol. One cup of coffee won't affect your milk.
CHAN: [slowly lifts coffee cup to his mouth] Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow. [slowly sets the cup back down] Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow. [Joey intercepts the cup and puts it down for him]. She's insane, the woman is insane. It's before work, it's after work, it's during work. She's got me doing butt clenches at my desk. And now, they won't bring me my mail anymore.
ROSS: Dad, she won't want to go with me.
Ross: Listen, listen. Whoever you pick is gonna walk down the aisle with you! Now, I promise I won't say a word, but if you pick Chandler he's gonna be whispering stupid jokes in your ear the whole time!
Ross: Come on. These people'll scooch down. You guys'll scooch, won't you? Let's try scooching! Come on. Come on. Uh, Kristen Riggs, this is Carol Willick. Carol, Kristin. Uh, Carol teaches sixth grade. And, Kristin, Kristin...(struggling)...does something that, funnily enough, wasn't even her major!