words in movies
Monica: Why won't I be married when I'm 40?
Monica: Ok, hypothetically, why won't I be married when I'm 40?
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.
Monica: Don't worry Joe, I won't come next year!
Chandler: Okay, so this time I won't quit!
Monica: Look at you, you won't even look at him.
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.
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????
Chandler: Ok well, thanks, you won't regret it. I'll see you tomorrow (hangs up).
Phoebe: Oh, you won't believe who moved back to town.
Monica: Why won't I be married when I'm 40?
Ross: Hey, you guys won't believe what I have to do for work today.
Joey: No you won't.
Monica: You'll be fine. Nah, you won't, but I'll be back in two minutes.
Ross: Whoa, whoa, but then the back of the couch won't line up with he back of the carpet.
Monica: Please? Please?! We just don't want to deal with telling everyone, okay? Just promise you won't tell.
Chandler: You know, I can't believe you. Linda is so great! Why won't you go out with her again?
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: It uhh, it won't go back.
Rachel: (returning with her purse covering her face) All right, it won't come off!
ROSS: Look at that, they won't even turn their heads.
MONICA: [sings] They won't take you to the vet.
RACHEL: We won't?
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!
Monica: '....Won't you, won't you, won't you.... '
ROSS: Yeah. Ya know, a boy and a girl. Hopefully the girl will come first so Ben here won't feel too competitive.
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?
PHOEBE: Anyway, OK, now promise you won't like, freak out and say how great this is until I'm done, OK.
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?
{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: Believe me, that is not why we won't be doing that!
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: You guys do that? Chandler won't even have sex in our bathroom!
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?
Ronni: No we won't.
Phoebe: (interrupts her, to Monica) Shh, wait and see. Maybe we will, maybe we won't.
Monica: Rach, why won't they take it back?
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!
Chandler: Well, maybe I won't kiss you, and then you'll have to stay.
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: I went thru this with Ben and Carol. One cup of coffee won't affect your milk.
ROSS: Dad, she won't want to go with me.
(Phoebe tries to give her phone to Ross, but he won't take it. He mouths "no.")
MONICA: Oh yeah, well there's the possibility that I won't make rent.
RACHEL: Yes, my wind. How do you expect me to grow if you won't let me blow?
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!
Phoebe: Well, on the bright side, now you won't have to see all these paleontologists with their shirts off. (Grabs a drink and notices that the two men are upset) Not you guys. You got it going on!
LITTLE BULLY: Well then here's the deal, you won't have to so long as never ever show your faces in this coffee house ever again.
ROSS: [Rachel, laughing, puts a hand on the guy's shoulder] Look at that, look at that, see how she's pushing him away and he won't budge. Alright, I'm gonna do something. [walks up in the middle of their conversation] Excuse me, are you Rachel?
Phoebe: That won't go with this dress though.
Sleepy girl, sleepy girl. Why won't you go to sleep? Sleepy girl, sleepy girl. You're, you're, you're keeping me uppp! (Yeah, that's to the tune of Smelly Cat.)
Susan: You can keep saying it, but it won't stop being true.
ERICA: Oh Drake, you are so talented, let me see those hands. Oh these hands, these beautiful hands, oh I could just eat them. . . but I won't.
Rachel: Oh, not as a friend, Phoebe!! Fine, I won't use it!
Chandler: (sarcastically) Oh, come on tell me. I could use another reason why women won't look at me.
Quartet: (singing) Congratulations on your first week at your brand new job! It won't be long before your the boss.
Monica: (starting to get up) I gotta go water Pete's plants. (stops) Y'know what, if he's gonna break up with me, maybe I won't water his plants.
MONICA: Alright, but I'm very excited about this OK, so you gotta promise you won't get all big-brothery and judgmental.
Phoebe: (smiling, raising her hand) Who's hoping the hand raising thing is still cute enough that you won't hate me?
Rachel: I tried! They won't take her back.
Monica: I won't know what I would do without you.
Ross: All right, it's cool you can stay here. My parents won't mind.
ROSS: He won't? [remembers what it is] He won't! Because, isn't that, isn't that the, the short story you were writing?
Max: It won't be the same- but it'll still be Minsk. Happy New Year.(Walks off)
Chandler: Ah, look on the bright side, I mean you won't have to live with this ugly chair! That was here already huh? I love you. (they hug again)
JOEY: The guy still won't put out, huh?
Rachel: (to Chandler) Well, there's a kiss that he won't forget for a couple of hours, y'know.
Rachel: It won't come off!
RACH: Ross, Chandler wrote something about me on his computer and he won't let me see.
Monica: Well, I guess we won't be warming his house.
[Eddie tries his key and it won't work. He knocks and Chandler answers the door. He's got the door chained.]
Phoebe: Yeah. You won't be able to take it.
Ross: Whoa, Whoa, Whoa, but then the coffee table won't be centered in the seating area.
PHOEBE: Can I please take these off? I swear I won't scratch.
Mr. Treeger: Could you tell Jasmine that I won't make it to yoga class today?
Monica: Okay, the realtor said another couple made an offer. Maybe the Janice's won't get it! Maybe the other couple will.
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...
Janice: No, it isn't, because you won't let that happen. Don't you know it yet? You love me, Chandler Bing.
Monica: Please? Please?! We just don't want to deal with telling everyone, okay? Just promise you won't tell.
Phoebe: No! No, you can't arrest me! No!! I won't go back! I won't go back to that hell hole!!
Erica: Hey, well, in a couple of weeks I won't be able to travel.
Ross: (coming out of the bathroom) Won't you dance around with me.
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).
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.
Monica: Ok, hypothetically, why won't I be married when I'm 40?
JOEY: Come on, Chandler, I want this part soo much. (Chandler ignores him) Just one kiss, I won't tell anyone.
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?
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?
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.
ROSS: Well, we won't wanna raise kids in the city so we'll probably move to uh, Scarsdale.
Monica: Behind my brother's back? (Rachel glares at her) ... is exactly the kind of crazy thing you won't be hearing from me.
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!
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!