words in movies
Rachel: You're not an artist.
Rachel: Go to the post office! I'm sure her picture's up! ...Okay, Monica, y'know what, honey, you're kinda losing it here! I mean, this is really becoming like a weird obsession thing.
Fake Monica: You're kidding! I-I spent three years in Amsterdam. (Asks her something in Dutch)
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.
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.
Fake Monica: Well, you're Pennsylvania Dutch, right?
Chandler: You're kidding.
Dr. Baldhara: You're making a big mistake here. I mean, San Diego's all well and good, but if you give him to me, I'll start him off against a blind rabbit and give you twenty percent of the gains.
Rachel: Yes, yes, it does. Okay, look, the restaurant called, they wanna know if you're gonna be showing up for work?
Rachel: Okay Monica, what are you doing? You're gonna lose your job! This is not you!
Monica: I just can't believe you're in here. I mean, what am I gonna do without you? Who's gonna crash the embassy parties with me? Who's gonna take me to the Big Apple Circus?
Fake Monica: Monica, I started my day by peeing in front of twenty-five other women, and you're worried about who's gonna take you to the Big Apple Circus?
Fake Monica: There's nothing to wonder about, Monica. You're gonna go back to being exactly who you were, because that's who you are.
Teacher: You in the back, you're getting it all wrong!
Roy: Well, look - it's not my fault if you're too uptight to appreciate the male form in all it's glory.
Joey: Not if you're gonna be like this!
Monica: (Looking at the TV) You're not on TV.
Carol: Ross, you're being silly. I've tried it, it's no big deal. Just taste it. (Holding out a bottle.)
Joey: So you're gonna have to do it in the mess!
Rachel: (entering) Joey, what are you doing with the bag? You're audition is not until tomorrow.
Joey: (To Chandler) You're fake laughing too, right?
Ross: That's it? You're not mad? I mean, it must've been terrible.
Chandler: Oh, believe me, to survive this party, you're gonna have to come up with one too.
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: (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?
Rachel: Monica, nothing has even happened yet, and you're already so...
Chandler: Do you know which one you're gonna be?
Joey: Relax. You're only at nine centimeters. And the baby's at zero station.
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?
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 on in 5 Ms. Minnelli.
Joey: Strip joint! C'mon, you're single! Have some hormones!
Chandler: You're pretending the pillow's a girl right?
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.
Ross: No! Okay, you mean, you're not gonna talk to her, you're not gonna tell her how you feel?
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.)
Ross: You're right! (Gives her the twenty she won.)
Joey: Ross good, I'm uh glad you're here. I wanna talk to you about something.
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.
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.
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!
Ross: Yeah, but you're making me look bad!
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.
Rachel: Are you gonna... you're going to take Hugsy away from a little child?
Chandler: No, just knowing you're gonna be there is enough.
MONICA: Not that, this, US. Oh my God, Ross, you-re, you're, it's jus-, you-, ever sin- you been here.
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.
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]
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"
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?
Ross: You're not going to go.
ROSS: Well I'm sorry, I think about stuff. Ya know, I mean, you're at work, you're assembling bones, your mind wanders.
Chandler: And you're gonna make them all disappear.
Monica: Joey, now that you're okay with the house, do you wanna go see your room?
Monica: Do you umm, you really think the best reason to get married is because you're sorry?
Monica: I know what you mean. You're like a sister to me too.
Susan: You know what your problem is? You're threatened by me.
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.
MONICA: Wow, for a guy who's recently lost his job, you're in an awfully good mood.
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?
Phoebe: Ohh! So you're 5639?!
ROSS: No. You're just gonna have to accept the fact that you're just friends now, OK, you're not... rommmates anymore.
The Teacher: If you're talking about feminism, I think you're right.
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.
Katie: You're so sweet! (Punches Rachel yet again.)
Phoebe: Why? Just 'cause you're too lazy to get up off your touchie?
Kathy: You're kidding! Oh, I love him.
Phoebe: No, but you're questioning my method!
Chandler: You're not even giving them a chance!
Phoebe: Oh, great. Great. You're doing great, you know real strong. Going strong. Keep going.
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
Ross: You're nose is bleeding!
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.
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: 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?
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!
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.
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: Hey, you're not Kip!
PHOEBE: OK, so what, you're just never gonna see him again?
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)
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.
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.
Chandler: No, you're the best.
PHOEBE: But Joey, you're gonna be fine. You don't need that show, it was just a dumb soap opera.
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]
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.
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.
Joey: I mean if-if you're thinking it's a woman's bag, it's not. It's a man's bag!
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, 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)
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!
Larry: Oh, so you're saying you'd choose convenience over health?!
Monica: And you're not gonna do that.
Ross: Oh, thanks. Oh, you're the best. (They hug.)
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....
Monica: Hey, Rach, you're leaving tomorrow, shouldn't you be packing?
Phoebe: There you go. Okay, do you think you're gonna be okay?
Monica: Oh my God! You're water broke!