words in movies
Phoebe: Why? Just 'cause you're too lazy to get up off your touchie?
Phoebe: Ohh! So you're 5639?!
Phoebe: Awww! Now you're just my annoying friend Chandler.
Ross: (in his head) Oh my God! That's Rachel naked! I can't look at that! I am looking at this. (Looks back at his book.) Okay, vivid colors, expressive brush strokesUnless she wants me to be looking at that. She knows I'm home. She knows I can see her. What kind of game is she playing? I think maybe someone's lonely tonight. Oh-ho, Dr. Geller! Stop it! You're being silly! Or, am I?
Rachel: Yes of course, absolutely! You're right. I'm sorry.
Phoebe: So you're a gladiator! Wow!
Monica: You're right. I'm sorry. I should've told you.
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: So go fix it! Go find Chandler! He's probably up in your room! Tell him that you're sorry and that you love him.
Monica: Y'know what? You're right Phoebe. You're right. Thank you! (Gets up to find Chandler.)
Phoebe: (sees Rachel's face) What? Did you go to a costume party? Let me guess umm Pancho Vila? (Points at Rachel) and you're Bob Saget. (An old lady has sat down at the slot machine Phoebe was just at.)
Ross: Okay when you're playing a machine and it hasn't paid out, a lurker waits for you to give up and then
Ross: You're right! (Gives her the twenty she won.)
A Drunken Gambler: (To Chandler) Don't you let her go! You're a lucky guy!
The Security Guard: Okay lady, you're out of here.
Monica: You're so efficient. I love you!
Joey's Hand Twin: You can't sit here if you're not gonna play.
Rachel: Rachel Green is very happy you're in her room!
PHOEBE: Does it matter? You're ultimately just gonna die or get divorced or have to blow your pets head off.
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!
MONICA: You're meeting Richard?
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?
Ross: You're on!
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.)
Phoebe: You're sure? You're absolutely sure?
Chandler: You're not supposed to take that. Besides, it's a New Testament, what are you gonna do with it?
Monica: Yeah. Rach, are you thinking you're gonna make it to Vail?
Rachel: You're right, I'm sorry. Thank you. Okay, that's what I'm gonna do.
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".
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)
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.
Ross: You're sure? Nobody uh, handed out uh, mints or anything?
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.
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.
Joey: Hey-hey! Stanley! Hey-hey! You're leading man is here! Let's get to work.
Monica: Okay. That's okay. I-I know that you're very upset right now. I know, I know that wasn't about me.
Chandler: Y'know, I don't know why you're so embarrassed, they were very nice boobies.
Joey: You're one to talk. (Puts the mushrooms in a saucepan)
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.
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.
Ross: You're not his godfather.
Phoebe: Oh, you're no ordinary roommate are you?
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: Dude! You're not taking your Bible?
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.
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?
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.
Phoebe: You're Frank Buffay?
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.
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
Stanley: Eh, worth a shot. (Gets into his car.) Look Joey, let me know where you're staying, okay? (The car peels away.)
Chandler: Here's the thing, Janice. You know, I mean, it's like we're different. I'm like the bing, bing, bing. You're like the boom, boom, (Chandler flails his hand out and hits Janice in the eye)... boom.
Mrs. Geller: You're right. We'll go with the burgundy.
Chandler: Well, if you're gonna work for mechanics, those are the ones to work for.
Rachel: Yes you do, if you're going to make me feel guilty for getting a free massage!
Rachel: Ok! Can't believe I'm risking this again, but you're on! All right Joe, you remember the rules! Heads I win, tails you lose.
Phoebe: Oh, you're not going? (Fake disappointed voice) Oh, why?
Monica: Honey, thanks for trying to figure out a way, but if you're going to Tulsa, I wanna go with you.
Joey: Okay. All right. You look me in the eye and tell me, without blinking, that you're not breaking up with her. No blinking.
Chandler: I don't know. I can't--I just, I can't get her out of my head. Y'know? I mean, I'm a very bad person. I'm a very, very bad person. I'm a horrible person. (he waits for a reaction, when he doesn't get one) No you're not Chandler! We still love you Chandler!
Phoebe: Oh, thank you! Oh... Oh my God, you're RICH!
Monica: So you're gonna be gone four days a week? (Thinks about it.) No.
MONICA: And, well, don't you have a lot of wild oats to sew? Or is that what you're doing with me? Oh my God, am I an oat?
Chandler: Okay, but now see you're crying!
Rachel: See, Gavin, you're capable of being a nice guy. Why did you give me such a hard time?
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?
Phoebe: Well, you know what Chandler? I think you've gotta face it. You're like, the guy in the big office, you know. You're the one that hires them, that fires them... They still say you're a great boss.
Interviewer: You sure they haven't gone bad? You're sure they're not very, very bad?
ROSS: OK, see ya later, nice meeting you. [man leaves] You're welcome.
CHANDLER: [reluctantly sings] You're obviously not their favorite pet.
Rachel: And you're gonna want him to eat his heart out so you're gonna have to look fabulous!
CHANDLER: Sorry, you had a paleontologist on your face. But, uh, it's gone now, you're alright.
Monica: You know what? I don't care. I like it like this, and I'm gonna keep it. You're just jealous because your hair can't do this... (and she shakes her head more violently) OUCH!
Chandler: Good save! We're back on track, and I'm... (grimacing) ..chewing someone else's gum. This is not my gum. Oh my God! Oh my God! And now you're choking.
Joey: You're a dancer? She-she's a dancer!
Rachel: All right, you're the boss. I guess I gotta do what you tell me.
Ross: Phoebe! You're note, amazing! Not only did no one touch my sandwich, but people at work are actually afraid of me. Yeah, a guy called me mental! Mental Geller, yeah, I always wanted a cool nickname like that.
RACHEL: You want me to just call him up and tell him that you're seeing him instead? That's what you want?
Ross: Oh, you're... (gives up)
Ross: You're welcome for a delicious dinner.
Ross: I don't even wanna hear it, you're just...
Ross: Really? You're not gonna return it?
Frannie: Oh, I hate you, I'm pushing my Aunt Roz through Parrot Jungle and you're having sex! So? Who?
Chandler: Oh... I don't know, I really don't think you're right for the part.
Monica: Me? What are you talking about? Nobody could steal me from you. I mean, just because I'm friends with her doesn't make me any less friends with you. I mean, (starting to cry) you're my...We're, we're...Oh, I love you.
Monica: I understand, but you're wishing for what we think you're wishing for, aren't you?
ROSS: This is so cool. You're actually gonna be on television.
Mindy: Now, I know things've been weird lately, but you're like my oldest friend in the world... Except for maybe Laurie Schaffer, who I don't talk to anywhere, 'cause she's all bitter now that she lost the weight and it turns out she doesn't have a pretty face. ....Okay, I'm just gonna ask you this once, and I want a straight answer.
Mike: Keep in mind, 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.
Phoebe: You're so much more than just brains! You're sweet, and kind, and funny...
Mrs. Geller: Me? I'm fine, fine. I'm glad you're here. ...What's with your hair?
RACHEL: So, it's pretty late, you're probably uh, not still planning on. . .
Dr. Harad: All right, you're getting there. Oh, and y'know, these babies are very, very lucky.
Rachel: Honey, I'm sorry, but he's right. I love you, but you're crazy.
Joey: I'm mad at you for leaving! You're nothing but a big leaver. Big leaver with a stupid suitcase.
Joey: (at the urinal) Can you stop yellin'? You're makin' me nervous, and I can't go when I'm nervous.
Joey: (entering) Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!! None of that, not while you're living under my roof!
Chandler: Oh, I'm sorry, then you're widowed?...Hopefully?
MONICA: Yeah. You're just gonna have to stop pissing me off.
Erica: You're kidding me? I mean, it's enough that you are a doctor. But on top of it, you're married to a reverend?
MONICA: You, and you, you're supposed to be at my party. And Gunther! What are you doing here?
Rachel: Honey, y'know I just gotta tell you, I think this is such a terrific thing you're having these babies for Frank and Alice.
Joey: Well anyway, I'm glad you're back, I really need your help.
FRANK: Me neither. So you're like my big sister.
Chandler: You're right, it has been you dream for over 15 seconds.
Chandler: Uh, Joey is gonna be right back. Right back! (Tries to pantomime it for her.) Meanwhile, let's-let's-let's talk about you. (Pause.) So, you're old and small.
Phoebe: (Looks around) It's alright. Look kiddo, I gotta go. Good luck with the career. You're gonna be huge.
Ross: God, you're amazing... I didn't even have to ask you to call me that.
Ross: Oh, no no no. Nono, this is just vintage Rachel. I mean, things just sort of happen around you. I mean, you're off in Rachel-land, doing your Rachel-thing, totally oblivious to people's monkeys, or to people's feelings...
Joey: Uh, Pheebs, you're leaking?
JOEY: You're blowin' me off for a monkey?
Roy: No, no, you're right. Who am I kidding? I should have hung up that breakaway jockstrap years ago. What am I gonna do? I mean, this has been my life for thirty two years. Taking my clothes off in front of people is all I know.