words in movies
Mike: This is the first time hes ever used this product, he's never used this product before, you're gonna see how easy this is to do. (To Kevin) Go ahead. ('Kevin' starts using the product, it is a spout that you jab into a paper milk carton so that you don't have to rip it open.) This works with any milk carton.
Janine: No! I mean you're a really nice guy and I'm happy to be your roommate and your friend, I'm just y'know, I just don't feel that way about you.
Rachel: Okay Monica, what are you doing? You're gonna lose your job! This is not you!
Susan: You know what your problem is? You're threatened by me.
Phoebe: Ohh! So you're 5639?!
Monica: You know, they're not actually supposed to have... (Ross looks at her sheepishly) I'll work on the lumps. Joey, you're going home, right?
The Teacher: If you're talking about feminism, I think you're right.
ROSS: No. You're just gonna have to accept the fact that you're just friends now, OK, you're not... rommmates anymore.
Monica: Oh God, stop with the plan! So what, so what you saw him with a girl? Who cares?! That doesn't mean anything! Now look, you're going to go out on a date with Danny and you're going to be so charming he's gonna forget all about that stupid subway girl.
Phoebe: Why? Just 'cause you're too lazy to get up off your touchie?
Kathy: You're kidding! Oh, I love him.
Katie: You're so sweet! (Punches Rachel yet again.)
Chandler: You're not even giving them a chance!
Phoebe: No, but you're questioning my method!
CHANDLER: (to taxi driver) Just practicing. You're good. Carry on.
Chandler: I don't get it neither, I mean you're obviously desperate, you're asking women how they want to be killed
Phoebe: Oh, great. Great. You're doing great, you know real strong. Going strong. Keep going.
Ross: (half amused) Wait, wait, (looks around a little) You're mad at me about last night? I was just trying to do the right thing.
Ross: You're nose is bleeding!
Joey: You know, on the one hand you're happy for them, but on the other hand it's hard to let go.
Chandler: Hey Rach, now that you're working at Ralph Lauren, can you bring me back some of those polo shirts?
ROSS: Ok, then you're gonna have to understand that you're with a guy who's not gonna stop planning his future with you because he knows that we're gonna end up together and if that scares you, tough, 'cause you're gonna have to deal with that.
Chandler: Oh, uh, yeah... I just knew that sometimes when you're writing, you... you don't always know the exact time.
Chandler: Nothing! I said, I said "You're so great" and then I just, I just stopped talking!
RTST: It's like I'm lookin' in a mirror. Anyway, they're called "fishtachios". They taste exactly like pistachios, but they're made primarily of reconstituted fish bits. Here, try one. You're not allergic to anything, are you?
JOEY: "Heckles, you crack me up in science class. You're the funniest kid in school.
TATTOO ARTIST: Alright, blonde girl, you're in room two, not so blonde girl, you're with me.
Joey: Hey, you're not Kip!
PHOEBE: OK, so what, you're just never gonna see him again?
Monica: Hey! Oh, I'm so glad you're home, I thought tonight we could finally organize these photos!
Precious: Screw you, Mike. You're a coward and a bastard, and I hope you rot in hell.
MONICA: Nothin', nothin', hey you're a cheapasaurus. I'm kidding, I'm kidding, thank you, I'm very greatful.
Janine: Well, I don't think there is anything to do. I mean I think you're really sweet, but I'm just not interested in you like that.
Phoebe: (sarcastic) Ah, yeah, he's so adorable, God, he's just so much fun, Joey is the best, I'm glad you're having so much fun here. (She turns around, about to leave)
PHOEBE: But Joey, you're gonna be fine. You don't need that show, it was just a dumb soap opera.
Phoebe: So weird, you think he's so gross and you're willing to eat his crackers. (Mike throws out everything in his mouth)
Joey: I mean if-if you're thinking it's a woman's bag, it's not. It's a man's bag!
Chandler: No, you're the best.
MICH: Oy. Look, I've been through a divorce, trust me you're gonna be fine. You just can't see it now because you haven't had any closure.
Phoebe: I had to bring them! We killed their mother, they're our responsibility now. You know, they require constant care. You should know that, Rachel, you're a mother.
SUSIE: Well um, why don't you call me in 20 years and tell me if you're still upset about this. [she leaves with his clothes]
Monica: Oh, is that so? Ok. If that's really what you want, then here... I give you the headset. Well, I don't really want to give you the headset. Well I guess if you're taking over, you should probably return these messages. (hands her a stack of papers with messages and calls to return)
Ross: Oh, thanks. Oh, you're the best. (They hug.)
Larry: Oh, so you're saying you'd choose convenience over health?!
Chandler: Well maybe you're going about this the wrong way. You know I mean think about it. Single white male, divorced three times,two illegitimate children. The personal ad writes itself....
PHOEBE: (singing/screaming) You're all invited to bite me!
Phoebe: Well, you're not more excited than I am! No way! I'm the most excited!
Monica: And you're not gonna do that.
Stanley: I don't know. A week? Maybe two? The money will turn up! People will always wanna invest in movies! Hey, you're not rich are ya?
Monica: Oh my God! You're water broke!
Monica: Well sure! I'm just wearing sweats! (Looking at Chandler and slowly realizing what his point is.) But that's good that you're not in love with me, because you just want a girlfriend!
Monica: Hey, Rach, you're leaving tomorrow, shouldn't you be packing?
Phoebe: Yeah, ok. I guess you're right. Allright, so we should just give them away. But to nice families, with children, and reduced fat wheat thins. They're Bob's favorites.
Monica: No-no-no, that's a video-phone. But hey guys you're not supposed to be here, so please, do not touch anything.
Joey: You're not gonna like it.
Mary Ellen: Wow, you're a lot nicer on 'Days of Our Lives'.
MONICA: I can't believe you're dressing up for him. I mean, you're just, you're setting yourself up all over again.
MONICA: Tonight you're supposed to waitress for me, my catering thing, any of those words trigger anything for you?
Phoebe: There you go. Okay, do you think you're gonna be okay?
Monica: Y'know what? After you're with this woman for like ten minutes, you forget all that. I mean, she is this astounding person, with this, with this amazing spirit.
Rachel: Rachel Green is very happy you're in her room!
MONICA: You're meeting Richard?
Amanda: (In a fake British accent) It's so nice to see you! Both of you! Look at me. Look how young I look! (gives her coat to Monica as well) Oh gosh! We have so much to catch up on! But first things first: touch my abs (at which point she grabs both Phoebe and Monica's hands and places them both on her stomach) I don't exercise at all! (she pulls them down to sit.) Oh gosh, so Monica, you're married!
PHOEBE: Does it matter? You're ultimately just gonna die or get divorced or have to blow your pets head off.
Monica: Yeah. Rach, are you thinking you're gonna make it to Vail?
Phoebe: Oh, you're a paleonthologist, too! (pause) Oh, ok, now, what do you think of Ranion's new theory of species' variegation in segmented arthopods?
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.)
Chandler: You're not supposed to take that. Besides, it's a New Testament, what are you gonna do with it?
Ross: You're on!
Phoebe: You're sure? You're absolutely sure?
Ross: (on the phone) Goodnight sweetheart! I love you. And remember, you're daddy's little girl... (covering the phone, to Rachel) Phoebe's totally ruined that for me... (he passes the receiver to Rachel)
Monica: Oh, But you're finally doing something that you love! I can't ask you to give that up. Though it'd be nice if the thing that you love was y'know... finding gold.
Phoebe: Yeah well, in America you're just an "ass".
Rachel: You're right, I'm sorry. Thank you. Okay, that's what I'm gonna do.
Ross: You're sure? Nobody uh, handed out uh, mints or anything?
Ross: (to the kid) Oh yeah? Well, I'm rubber, you're glue, whatever(to Chandler)can't do it. (to the kid) Listen, uh- gimme back my puck.
Receptionist: (holds up her handshe is on the phone) It says to call this number if you're not completely satisfied with this candy bar. Well, I'm not completely satisfied.
Joey: Hey-hey! Stanley! Hey-hey! You're leading man is here! Let's get to work.
JOEY: Uh, listen Phoebs, I know you're not goin' in there but do you think it'd be alright if I went in and used his bathroom? Oh, that's fine, never mind. Cool, snow, kinda like a blank canvas.
Joey: You're one to talk. (Puts the mushrooms in a saucepan)
Chandler: Y'know, I don't know why you're so embarrassed, they were very nice boobies.
Monica: Okay. That's okay. I-I know that you're very upset right now. I know, I know that wasn't about me.
Rachel: Hi! Ok, you're ready to go pick up Phoebe and go shopping?
Phoebe: Well, how could it not be breezy, no, 'cause, you're, you're in such a breezy place.
Ross: Noo! No, not cuddlily, not me, just her. I'm like you, I need the room. Okay, come here. (they sit on the couch and Ross puts his hands on Chandler's shoulder and thigh.) Okay, you're in bed...
ROSS: You know, I might have expected this of you Phoebe, but Ryan, you're a military man.
Chandler: You're right, I'm sorry. (Burst into song and dances out of the door.) "Once I was a wooden boy, a little wooden boy..."
Ross: Emily that's ridiculous. Look, I'm-I'm moving for you, I'm cutting friends out of my life for you. Please, just get on the plane and come to New York. Okay, you'll see you're the only person I want to be with.
Phoebe: Oh, you're no ordinary roommate are you?
JOEY: Well, see when you're acting you need to think about stuff like that. My character, Joseph the processor guy, has two little girls, Ashley and Brittany. Ashley copies everything Brittany does.
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?
Ross: Dude! You're not taking your Bible?
Ross: You're not his godfather.
Mrs. Geller: You're right. We'll go with the burgundy.
Monica: Because I know that you think the lottery is "boohaki" but we're all here and gonna watch the numbers and have fun. And you're my brother, and I want you to be a part of this.
Phoebe: You're Frank Buffay?
Ross: You know what it's fine. If you're okay with the Barbi thing, so am I.
Rachel: Now you're probably going to hire one of the people who did not ah, (She puts her hands on his desk blotter and he moves it. Rachel then doesn't know where to put her hands.) who did, who did not umm, yell at you and storm out, and I think that's a big mistake and here's why. I made a huge fool of myself and I came back, that shows courage. When I thought you wanted sex in exchange for this job, I said no. That shows integrity. And, I was not afraid to stand up for myself and that shows courage. (Suddenly realizes that she said courage twice.) Okay umm, now I know I already said courage, but y'know you gotta have courage. And umm, and finally when I thought you were making sexual advances in the workplace, I said no and I was not litigious. {By the way, litigious means to want to litigate and litigate is to make a lawsuit against. So she didn't want to sue him. Don't worry, I had to look it up too.} So there you go, you got, you got (counts them off with her fingers) courage, you got integrity, you got (Pause) courage again, and not litigious. Look Mr
Rachel: Yes you do, if you're going to make me feel guilty for getting a free massage!
Stanley: Eh, worth a shot. (Gets into his car.) Look Joey, let me know where you're staying, okay? (The car peels away.)
Chandler: Well, if you're gonna work for mechanics, those are the ones to work for.
Emily: (on answering machine) Hello Ross? It's Emily. (Rachel runs back into the room with the tequila.) I know this is out of the blue but uh, I'm getting married tomorrow. Well, maybe I am. I keep thinking about you and I'm wondering if-if we made a mistake giving up so fast. Are you thinking about me? Of course you're not, but if you are, call me tonight. Okay, bye.