words in movies
Ross: You're bleeding.
Phoebe: Oh, ok. How, it's been so long since you've had sex, you're wondering if they've changed it?
Monica: No you're not.
Monica: Honey, you're not pathetic, you're sad.
Phoebe: (to Paulo) Ok, you're gonna have to not touch my ass.
Rachel: You're welcome.
Chandler: And you're okay with that?
Joey: You're driving me crazy with that!
Joey: Alright alright. You're a monkey. You're loose in the city. Where do you go?
Monica: Oh, you're kidding.
Phoebe: Y'know, it's even worse when you're twins.
ROSS: Yeah, so if you haven't already had it, chances are you're gonna get it.
Monica: That is the unusual activity. Look, they just wanna see if you're okay.
Monica: I think you're my favorite.
Ross: Alright, alright. We're all adults here, there's only one way to resolve this. Since you saw her boobies, I think, uh, you're gonna have to show her your peepee.
Phoebe: Alright, wait, so what you're saying is that the chef is at the Hamilton Club, but the food is not and the drinks are there, but the bartender is not? Are you, are you FREAKING KIDDING ME!?
Chandler: Yes, I did. Yes, I did. Because, you're my girlfriend, and that's what girlfriends should, should get.
Joey: Ohh, you're upset because you think I chose Ross over you! No! I knew you could take care of yourself. Y'know, I mean Ross, he need help. He's not street like us!
CHANDLER: It's not that hard to learn. And as for people realizing you have no idea what you're doing, hey, you're an actor. Act like a processor, people will think you're a processor.
Joey: (goes over to Ben) Hi Ben! So you wanna be an actor huh? I gotta tell ya, it's no picnic. There's tons of rejection. No stability. One day you're Dr. Drake Remoray, the next day you're eating ketchup right out of the bottle.
PHOE: How come you're watching a rabbi play electric guitar?
Monica: Okay, now you're even cuter!!
Monica: We are the hottest! Huh? No one is hotter than we are! You're the best.
Rachel: All right, so... Ross, you're ok with all this? I mean...
All: No. No, you're not a loser.
Joey: Who cares? You're Rachel! (To Chandler) Who's Kip?
Jill: My God, you're choking! (she runs over and gives him the Heimlich, the gum flies from his mouth) That better?
Monica: Chandler, you're an only child, right? You don't have any of this.
CHANDLER: Yeah, and someday when you're ready, you'll make it past the hedges.
Rachel: whhh wait, you're gonna leave my party to take care of a box of rats?
Joey: (sees Monica) Fire trucks! (Chandlers eyes double in size and he turns to Monica who doesn't understand what's happening. Then he turns back to Joey, who says "you're welcome" without a sound)
Chandler: No, you're the best.
Joey: Ross, you're mayor of the zone.
Rachel: Oh, you're gonna love this cake. I got it from a bakery in New Jersey, Corino’s.
Chandler: (from his bedroom) All right, so you're telling me that I have to tell racist jokes now?!
Joey: You're a dork.
Monica: He probably wants you back because you're right for the job.
Chandler: Oh yeah, well can you picture me saying "Go to your room! You're grounded"?
Ross: You're kid's name is Raymond!
All: ...Hey! You're in a play! I didn't know you could dance! You had a beard!
Chandler: You're welcome.
Joey: Hey, hey, hey, you're lucky I caught them when I did, or else who knows what woulda happened.
Phoebe: So, here you are. It seems like yesterday I was talking to you in that little petri dish. Everyone said labor was the hardest thing I'd ever have to do, but they were wrong this is. Oh, I had the most fun with you guys! I wish I could take you home and see you everyday. Okay, I'll settle for being your favorite Aunt. I know Alice's sister has a pool, but you lived in me. Okay, so we're cool. Yeah, we're gonna be great. Little high fives! (Imitates the high fives.) Ahh! Ahh! Ahh! (One of the babies begins to cry.) Well, if you're gonna cry. (She starts crying.)
Chandler: (pause) Yeah, you're right about that.
Steve (staring at Rachel): I - I just have to say this; you're really beautiful.
Chandler: Yeah, well, you wouldn't think it was cool if you're eleven years old and all your friends are passing around page 79 of 'Mistress Bitch.'
Phoebe: Yeah! You're the best!
Monica: Wait a minute, Phoebe! We should be partners. We should be catering partners. I mean, think about it! You're not working right now, and we have such a great time together!
Monica: So what, you're not the only one. I mean, half the time we don't know where we're going. You've just gotta figure at some point it's all gonna come together, and it's just gonna be... un-floopy.
Joey: Because you waited too long to make your move, and now you're in the friend zone.
Monica: (Looking at the TV) You're not on TV.
Joey: Not if you're gonna be like this!
Roy: Well, look - it's not my fault if you're too uptight to appreciate the male form in all it's glory.
Rachel: (entering) Joey, what are you doing with the bag? You're audition is not until tomorrow.
Joey: So you're gonna have to do it in the mess!
Carol: Ross, you're being silly. I've tried it, it's no big deal. Just taste it. (Holding out a bottle.)
Chandler: Oh, believe me, to survive this party, you're gonna have to come up with one too.
Joey: (To Chandler) You're fake laughing too, right?
Ross: That's it? You're not mad? I mean, it must've been terrible.
Rachel: (she goes towards the others and she's very excited) Guys, you're not gonna believe this! I was just saying goodnight to Emma and she said her first words!!
Rachel: Monica, nothing has even happened yet, and you're already so...
Rachel: (makes some unintelligible sound to stop her from leaving) Obviously you know how to haggle, so I'm not gonna try and take you on. Okay? So $800 and I don't call the cops because you're robbing me blind! Blind! (Covers her eyes) Just take cat, leave the money, and run away! Run away! (Uncovers her eyes and sees that the woman has fled) Damnit! (To the cat) Cat, can't you at least smile or something?! (The cat hisses at her again, it sounds like Rachel) Okay, did anybody just hear that? Anybody?
Chandler: Do you know which one you're gonna be?
Ross: (entering) Hey! So, uhh, Amanda just-just dropped me off. Yeah, that's one of the things I love about her, she's...uh, she's old enough to drive. (to Monica) So uhh, I guess you're not going to mom and dad's tonight?
Joey: Relax. You're only at nine centimeters. And the baby's at zero station.
Ross: No! Okay, you mean, you're not gonna talk to her, you're not gonna tell her how you feel?
Chandler: You're on in 5 Ms. Minnelli.
Joey: Strip joint! C'mon, you're single! Have some hormones!
Joey: Well uh, it's just that uh, y'know if-if you're gonna be wearing someone's sweatshirt shouldn't it be your boyfriends--and Im not him.
Joey: It's okay, Ross, alright? I totally understand. Of course you're not fine. You're.. You're Ross and Rachel.
CHANDLER: Well, if I was wearing your underwear then, uh, what would you be wearing?. . . You're swell.
JOEY: Hey Phoeb's, I think you're good to go.
Chandler: You're pretending the pillow's a girl right?
Mr. Tribbiani: You're gonna keep an eye on us?
Monica: Sure, every time, you're such a princess...
Amy: You bitch. You just think you're so perfect. With your new baby and your, your small apartment. <directs this to Ross who in turns throws the towel in his hand down on the table> Well let me tell you something. Your baby isn't even that cute.
Joey: It's like, you got so many lines to learn so fast, that sometimes you need a minute to remember your next one. So while you're thinkin' of it, you take this big pause where you look all intense, you know, like this. (Does this intense look where it looks like he's smelling a fart.)
Joey: Ross good, I'm uh glad you're here. I wanna talk to you about something.
Ross: You're right! (Gives her the twenty she won.)
Phoebe: Well, you're not, (she tries to smile and contain her anger, but loses it) You're not... you're not... again, you're not SPEAKING FRENCH!
Rachel: No, I just mean that, you know, first impressions don't mean anything. And I-I think you're a really good guy and I'm sorry that I misjudged you.
Ross: Yeah, but you're making me look bad!
Emily: (on answering machine) Are you thinking about me? Of course you're not, but if you are, call me tonight. Okay, bye.
Monica: Oh y'know what? If you're gonna be acting like this all night, I really, I don't even want to be around you.
Chandler: No, just knowing you're gonna be there is enough.
Rachel: Are you gonna... you're going to take Hugsy away from a little child?
MR. GELLER: Look, I know what you're going through. When I turned 50 I got the Porsche. You... you got your own little speedster.
MONICA: Not that, this, US. Oh my God, Ross, you-re, you're, it's jus-, you-, ever sin- you been here.
Rachel: Okay Monica, what are you doing? You're gonna lose your job! This is not you!
Monica: (Start annoying hyper-competitive mode now.) (Jumping up) What don't you just calm down Phoebe! All right?! Why dont you just get all your facts before you run around telling everybody that you're the only hot couple!!
Phoebe: Ohh, well, you're my lucky penny.
Ross: You're not going to go.
Monica: Joey, now that you're okay with the house, do you wanna go see your room?
Chandler: And you're gonna make them all disappear.
CHANDLER: Oh, you're right I, I should play in the hay. Forget about the fact that I just dropped 400 dollars to replace a bracelet that I hated to begin with. Bring on the hay. [sits down at the bar]
KEVIN: All right. It's no big deal. BILL: So, she has a boyfriend. What is your situation? RACHEL: Oh, well, it's complicated. I don't actually have a boyfriend.� But um. . . BILL: Then, can I have your number? RACHEL: (pause) I'm sorry, no. BILL: Okay. (They start to walk away.) RACHEL: Oh sure.� (She pulls a business card from her purse and writes on it.) PHOEBE: (Reading the card.) Oh my God, you're giving your real number. BILL: Okay, thanks. I'll give you a call later tonight. RACHEL: Great. BILL: Bye PHOEBE: Bye. (The guys leave.) Wow. So, that's great. You, Bill, Ross, and Emma are going to be so happy together. What were you thinking?
Monica: Nononononono. Think who you're dealing with here. I mean, I'm not like you. I-I can't even stand in front of a tap class.
Rachel: Oh, I know, I know, the odds are against us, but somebody has to win, and it could be us! And then how you gonna feel? You know, we're gonna be all like "oh everybody, let's take our helicopters up to the cape" and you're gonna be all like "oh, I can't guys, I'll meet you guys up there, I gotta gas up the Hyundai"
ROSS: Well I'm sorry, I think about stuff. Ya know, I mean, you're at work, you're assembling bones, your mind wanders.
Monica: I know what you mean. You're like a sister to me too.
Monica: Do you umm, you really think the best reason to get married is because you're sorry?
MONICA: Wow, for a guy who's recently lost his job, you're in an awfully good mood.
Rachel: Ok, I, I hear what you're sayin'. I'm with you. Um, but I, but I'm trying really hard. And I think I'm doing better. I really do. Does anybody need coffee? (everyone in the place raises their hand) Oh, look at that.
ROSS: No. You're just gonna have to accept the fact that you're just friends now, OK, you're not... rommmates anymore.
Phoebe: Ohh! So you're 5639?!
The Teacher: If you're talking about feminism, I think you're right.