words in movies
Rachel: Hey you guys... You're never gonna believe it. This headhunter called me. I have a meeting tomorrow with Gucci. Gucci wants me.
Monica: All right. I know you're not happy about us moving, but you're the only one who hasn't seen the house.
Monica: (to Joey) I'll pick you up at eleven. So glad you're coming.
Mike: You're a strange kind of grown-up.
Phoebe: I need to change my name, please. See, I need to change it because I'm-I'm hiding from the law. (the clerk shows no change in expression whatsoever) You're fun.
Ross: Oh, you know what? You're gonna get it. I-I-I-I can feel it.
Realtor: Take as long as you want. Just let me know when you're through. (she leaves the room)
Monica: Oh Joey, look, we know you're having a hard time with this, but we really, we love it here.
Mike: (afraid) You're kidding right?
Phoebe: You're not serious, right?
Joey: Oh, yeah, sure, easy for you, you're young. Me, I'm set in my ways.
Joey: (In near tears, realizes she is right) I hate to admit it, but you're probably right. How did you get to be so smart?
Rachel: Oh, well, (looks at her box and chair) you're not catching me on my best day.
Monica: Joey, now that you're okay with the house, do you wanna go see your room?
Cop: Yeah. Ever since you flashed my badge at me, I kinda can't stop thinking about you. You're the prettiest, fake undercover whore I've ever seen.
Rachel: You're not an artist.
Rachel: No, you're right. Well, we'll find something. Let's just get you out of that. Come on.
Ross: All right. (Reading.) A room. A man enters, he looks suspicious. (Stops reading a flips the page to find the next one is blank.) That's it? (Joey shrugs.) Joey, you're supposed to have five pages done by now! Including an exciting incident! (Flipping through the rest of the pad.) And what is, and what is all this?! (Reading.) The official rulebook of Fireball.
ROSS: Oh, you're right, I'm sorry.
MONICA: For the sixteenth time, no... I do not think you're obsessive.
MONICA: You know what? You're right.
Rachel: Yeah, well, word of advice: Bring back the comedian. Otherwise next time you're gonna find yourself sitting at home, listening to that album alone.
JOEY: Ah, I was just in the bathroom, and there's mirrors on both sides of you. So when you're in there it's like you're peein' with the Rockettes.
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.
ROSS: You're over me?
Phoebe: You're going to Minsk.
JOEY: Uhh, well, right now I'm in between things. You know how it is. One day you're processing, the next day you're not so much... processing any more.
Ross: No! That would be stupid! You're having it for me!
Phoebe: Look, Precious... Mike's not worth this. You're an attractive, intelligent woman and let's face it, Mike's kind of a wang. I mean, he proposed to me while he was still seeing you... He was gonna break-up with you on your birthday? And, I don't like to kiss-and-tell, but he cheated on you a lot this weekend.
Ross: Unbelievable, my classmates are gonna think I'm dead, my professors, my... my parents are gonna get phone calls. You're messing with people's feelings here.
RACH: Wait, so, you're going?
Joey: You're not gonna let me buy the Knicks?? I can't believe you're taking this away from me!
Nurse: You're that stupid.
Mrs. Bing: No, really, c'mon. You're smart, you're sexy...
Charlie: You're on fire! I'll call you in the morning, okay?
Mike: Phoebe you're so beautiful. You're so kind, you're so generous. You're so wonderfully weird. Every day with you is an adventure, and I can't believe how lucky I am, and I can't wait to share my life with you forever. (He puts the ring on Phoebe's finger.)
Rachel: Oh! Y'know what? You're right! We meet, you flirted and then bamn nine years later you had me!
Rachel: Oh, you're not gonna tell the whole story about how your parents got divorced again are you?
CAROL: You're right. Of course you're right.
Monica: You're going to China?
Joey: Now, see, I don't believe any of that. I think once you're dead, you're dead! You're gone! You're worm food! (realises his tactlessness) ...So Chandler looks gay, huh?
RACHEL: You're kidding.
MONICA: Say you're sorry.
MONICA: Say you're sorry.
Ross: Things you find in the ocean, (to Joey) You're gonna be on "Pyramid"!!
MONICA: No you're not. You're, you're allergic to lobster and peanuts and--oh my god.
Rachel: (looking thoughtful) Ok, that's true. That's true, we can do this. You're right, you're right, we can do this. We're just gonna power through!
Rachel: (shakes her head) Alright, alright look, just uh... just try to remember how you felt when you were in love, and think about that when you're playing the scene.
Rachel: Ross, you're like my best friend.
Dr. Franzblau: You're doing great, you're doing fine.
Ross: You're bleeding.
Ross: (buzzes) Wrong! Now you're single. It's actually secret option number three, you meet her at the gate. That way she knows you love her.
Ross: (Reading the note) We know you're out there. (Rachel gasps)
Phoebe: Oh, you're so screwed. (Monica goes into the guest room)
Chandler: I am trying to open your eyes, my man! Don't you see, if you lived with Phoebe she's always gonna be there. You're gonna get home, she's there. You go to bed, she's there. You wake up and oh yes, she's there!
Monica: Well, you're... you're different funny... I mean, you're... you're more sarcastic a-a-and... well, he does... bits... and impressions... and... and limericks...
PHOEBE: You're not going?
Rachel: Oh Ross, you're so great. [she playfully rubs his head and gets up]
CHANDLER: Hey, listen.� I'm never going to lie to you again, okay?� And I want you to know that nobody thinks you're stupid.
Monica: You're not a senior?
MONICA: I'm not a baby, you're the baby.
MONICA: Oh, you're a grandpa.
JOEY: Alright, just one. [she licks his hands rather emphatically] Wow, you're good at that.
Donny: Uh, Gene, you're gonna have a chance to go to the winner circle in the second half. But right now Henrietta you are going to the winner circle to try your luck for ten thousand dollars, right after this, don't go away.
ESTELLE: You're welcome.
Rachel: Okay... aahhh... Please laugh for mommy... Please? Please laugh for mommy... (Rachel makes a funny face, sticking her tongue out, making a farting noise and using her hands as antlers, wiggling her fingers... No response from Emma...) Not funny huh? Oh so, is it... only offensive novelty rap? Or maybe just, you know, rap in general? 'Cause mommy can rap... (Rachel tries to rap and makes weird movements with her arms in the process.) My name is mommy and I'm here to say / that all the babies are... Oh, I can't rap... Allright sweetheart... This is only because I love you so much, and I know that you're not gonna tell anybody... (Rachel's face is telling "Oh what am I doing? The things I have to go through... and she starts to rap) I like... big butts and I cannot lie... / You other brothers can't deny... / when a girl walks in with an itty bitty waist and a round thing in your face... (Emma starts to laugh) Yes! Yes! Yes! YES! Oohhhhh! Oh! (Rachel now really gets into it, and her insecure movements start getting better) I like big butts and I cannot lie... / You other brothers can't deny... Oh Emma you're laughing! Oh you are, you really do like big butts, don't you. Oh you beautiful little weirdo... (Rachel picks up Emma and Ross now enters)
Ross: Look, you'll get there. You're an amazing chef.
Monica: Yeah, you're my husband. I'm not gonna live in a different state than you for 208 days out of the year.
Rachel: I don't care that you left. I'm just glad that you're here. Thanks you guys!
MONICA: You're right.
JOEY: You're kiddin'.
Mrs. Geller: I'm so glad you could come Chandler, we've got plenty of food so I hope you're hungry.
Monica: Yeah, good for you. Y'know you're tough, you lived on the streets.
Joey's Hand Twin: You can't sit here if you're not gonna play.
CHANDLER: You're not a dad. You're not a dad.
Ross: It's an honor to meet you. I can't tell you how long I've been an admirer of your work, I mean, that Nobel prize, (he thumbs up) whoooo! I mean, I have to tell you that, you're one of the reasons I got into the field.
Monica: Look, I know that you're in a place right now where you really need to hate Julie's guts, but she didn't do anything wrong. I mean, she was just a girl who met a guy, and now they go out. I really think that if you gave her a chance, you'd like her. Would you just give that a chance, for me?
Rachel: Yes, yes, it does. Okay, look, the restaurant called, they wanna know if you're gonna be showing up for work?
Rachel: All right, well, you're right, these are the best oatmeal cookies I've ever had.
PHOEBE: Um, is, is there any chance that you're rounding up? You know, like from, like 20?
Kim: No. No! You're doing great! Dont you give up! That's why we didn't tell you and we're not gonna drag you down with us.
RYAN: You're scratching. Give me the dice.
Ross: (Excited) You're never going to guess who I just saw downstairs!
Phoebe: Oh! What's the matter? Are you scared? You're afraid I'm a better singer? You're afraid I'm gonna beat you at singing?
Monica: Phoebe, we are so proud of you! You're amazing!
CHANDLER: What's wrong? What's wrong? You're married that's what's wrong.
Monica: (interrupting) You have nothing! You're not even going out! You're her baby sitter! You have a 12-year-old girl's job!
RICHARD: But you're not.
Assistant: Yeah, but you're back's a zero. You're gonna wanna even that out.
Mrs. Geller: I'm not sure I know what you're getting at.
Ross: This is my son having lunch, ok? It's gonna happen a lot, so you'd better get used to it. Now if you have any problem with it, if you're uncomfortable, just ask questions. Carol's fine with it, now come on.
Joey: I gotta tell you. You're the best in the business.
Ronni: Thanks. You're, uh, you're a good kid.
ROSS: Wha... you're uh, you're, you're over me?
Chandler: You're in my seat.
Joey: (long pause and he twitches a bit) You're a pain in my ass, Geller!
Chandler: You know, I - I think you're set with the poultry.
Monica: Well, it doesn't really matter ... you're both wishing for the same thing, right?
Chandler: Huh! So that's what I would look like if I worked out... and was being serviced by a policeman. You're not actually going to send these out are ya?
Monica: You're gonna what?
Monica: Phoebe, that's how it starts. I don't need to eat the cake, I'll just smell the icing... why don't I just eat a little sliver, or, okay, just a slice or two. And next thing you know, you're 210 pounds and you get wedged in going down the tunnel slide. Phoebe, honey, I know this is hard. Look, if you talk to him, you're going to wanna see him. And if you see him, you're going to want to get back together with him. I know that's not what you want. (pause) Give me your phone.
Monica: No, Ross, we do not hate Emily. We-we just, we just think that you're having to sacrifice a whole lot to make her happy.
Ross: You're my friend. I-I had to tell you.
MONICA: You're an opthamologist.
MONICA: Oh my God, you're a freak.
Rachel: Well, you're not totally paranoid.
Phoebe: Yes, but I wanted you to want to live with me, but okay, if you're having so much fun over here
RICHARD: You're strict.
Chandler: And yet you're surprisingly upbeat.
Mike: Well, hey, at least you're getting a proper wedding. I mean, you really deserve that.
Monica: Wait, Joey! Joey! That doesnt mean that-that you're in love with me!
Ross: I thought I heard voices! Hi Charlie! (Kisses her.) Hi Joey. (Hugs him.) And.. Oh! You're gonna have to introduce me to your new girlfriend. (Laughs.) I'm just kidding, I know Rachel, I know. (He squeezes her hand.) Come, please come in. Come in.
Chandler: (pretending not to sense the tone) Oooh! I hope you're happy too, honey!
RACH: Oh, you're not having fun, are you?