words in movies
Joey: Oh, you're fine, yeah, for a first job.
Joanne: Look at you in the apron. You look like you're in a play.
Monica: That is the unusual activity. Look, they just wanna see if you're okay.
Monica: You should feel great about yourself! You're doing this amazing independence thing!
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.
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.
Pizza Guy: Wait, you're not 'G.Stephanopoulos?' Man, my dad's gonna kill me!
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.
Amy: You're kicking me out?
Rachel: Okay, first of all, if you keep calling it that, no one's gonna ever take it. Then, second of all you're not actually gonna have sex with him! You're just gonna make him think that you are.
MONICA: That's good, have a seat. Um, the doctor says it's gotta be a needle. You're just gonna have to be brave, ok? Can you do that for me?
Ross: No, you both are equally capable. Its just.. you're strongest when.. when you're together.
The Saleswoman: You're telling me this couch was delivered to you like this?!
Chandler: Ross, what're you... what're you... what are you doing? (looks at laptop screen)You're having a memorial service for yourself!?
Joey: You're mean!
Phoebe: You're also so generous and kind and scrappy!
Joey: There it is, you're blushing!
Ross: You can't go, I mean you're the glue that holds this group together!
Phoebe: You're not making the pies yourself?
ROSS: Animal sex, animal sex? So what're you saying, I mean, you're saying that like, there's nothing between us animal at all. I mean there's not even like, uhm, a little animal, not even, not even like, like chipmunk sex?
Julie: (To Rachel) Oh, you're losin' your apron here, let me get it. There you go. (Ties it back up for her)
Monica: You're right. I'm sorry. I should've told you.
Monica: See, didn't I tell you?! You're getting over Ross already!
Ross: You're wearing the same shirt.
Chandler: You're gonna be great.
Chandler: Wait a minute, wait a minute, I see where this is going, you're gonna ask him to New Year's, aren't you. You're gonna break the pact. She's gonna break the pact.
Rachel: What? What are you talking about?! You-you're the one who's been telling me to get over Ross and move on. I'm moving on, and you're moving on with me. Come on, give me one good reason why you don't wanna go.
Chandler: You're Jewish.
Phoebe: So you're gonna move?
Rachel: You're fly is open, Geller!
Phoebe: (to Monica) You're gonna be okay?
MONICA: Look honey, I wanted you to hook up with Ross as much as you did. But he's with her now and you're just gonna have to get over it.
Monica: I hope you're not full, 'cause dinner's almost ready.
Roy: (making a crying face) Oh, you're mean!
Joey: Ok! Stop it you guys! Stop staring! You're freaking me out!
Joey: Hey, you're Mike's parents, right?
Rachel: Oh Ross, you're so great. (she playfully rubs his head and gets up)
Ross: Please, you're going down!
Charlie: So you're up for keynote speaker! Who's making the decisions?
Phoebe: YOU'RE FIRED! (mimes the CUT again) (pause and she raises her glass) Cheers! (Chandler raises his, smiling and Monica stares at him and he puts down his glass.)
Phoebe: All the time when you're cooking.
Ross: Dude. You're married to my sister.
Monica: You're a really good kisser.
Rachel: Oh! Molly! You're not Ross.
Monica: Well, if you're gonna be totally rational about this, I can't argue with you! All right? Fine, if you wanna tell him, tell him. I just don't want to be a part of it.
Rachel: Oh... you're so sexy!
Chandler: Alright look, let's think about this, ok, do you really think that people are gonna stir up your family at this tragic time? That people are gonna post condolences on a website? This is not about people not caring that you're dead .This is about people not having a decent outlet for their grief.
Rachel: Ok, maybe you're right.
Ross: You sure you're alright?
Rachel: You know it was you're uhm... birthday...
Ross: Oh, that'd be great! Okay, but if you do, make sure it seems like you're there to see him, okay, and you're not like doing it as a favour to me.
Monica: (to Joey) I'll pick you up at eleven. So glad you're coming.
Ross: Have you seen this? It's a new alumni website for college! It's cool! You can post messages for people, let everyone know what you're up to.
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.
Ross: You're right, I'm sorry. Will you marry me?
Chandler: You're kidding!
CHANDLER: You'll see, you guys are all gonna go off and get married, and I'm gonna end up alone. Will you promise me something? When you're married, will you invite me over for holidays?
Ross: You're excited, right?
Monica: I can't believe you're not gonna be here for Christmas.
Monica: Uh, where do you think you're going?
Monica: Oh my God! YOU FORGOT THE PIES? Well, I cannot believe this. You force me to make dinner, then you're an hour late and you forget the one little thing that I asked you to do.
Monica: Chandler, you're panicking!
Joey: Oh, you're not taking her with you tonight?
Joey: Oh, Oh, you're right! I don't want that. I can't date her!
Joey: Priesthood! Look Ross, I'm telling you, she has no idea what you're thinking. If you don't ask her out soon you're going to end up stuck in the zone forever.
Chandler: Oh, you're definately not. I haven't cried like that in years.
Charlie: (to Joey) I just left you a message! Ross and I were gonna go grab a bite, but now that you're here, maybe we can go have that dinner.
Phoebe: Okay, you're on.
Rachel: You're sister? You're sister's asleep on the couch? (Danny nods, "Yes.") Ohhh! I saw her with you on the subway and now she's asleep on the couch!
BARRY: (entering) Min. Oh Rach, you're still here, at our wedding, they were packing up the chopped liver about now.
Chandler: I know. You're right. What's it gonna take for you to forgive me?
Monica: Hey, it was very moving! You're just heartless!
RACHEL: Um, this is gonna sound kinda goofy but uhhm, my friend over there, who cooks by the way, um, she thinks you're cute.
ROSS: Well, hey. You're an actor, I say you just suck it up and do it. (Rachel looks at him in disbelief) Or you just do it.
Phoebe: Well, you know, if you want fashion help, Rachel and I are going shopping tomorrow. You're more than welcome to come with us, right?
Ronni: Oh no, not you, big Joey. Oh my God, you're so much cuter than your pictures! (Joey stares at her) I-I'm, I'm Ronni....Cheese Nip?
Dr. Miller: 1 2! (She flinches again.) (Gives up.) Y'know what? You're young; you probably don't have glaucoma.
Rachel: Well, y'know what, no, you do not make my decisions because y'know what, you're fired.
PHOE: OK, so, you know what you're doing, right?
Joey: Alright Ross, look. You're feeling a lot of pain right now. You're angry. You're hurting. Can I tell you what the answer is?
JOEY: Oh, is today the day you're gonna tell them about you two?
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?
Ross: Yeah, pants, what, what an idea. Or better yet, um, how 'bout you go without any pants. Look, I don't know what you're trying to do to me, but just get your butt in there and pick out any shoes that fit your feet, okay. No, no I don't care if they match. I don't care if they make your ankles or your knees or your earlobes look fat. Okay.
Rachel: Well, I do, but you're just gonna have to actually look at this as more of an investment than a cat.
Phoebe: Oh! And, he's the kinda guy who, when you're talking, he's listening, y'know, and not saying 'Yeah, I understand' but really wondering what you look like naked.
Chandler: Well, I think it's great that you're going on a date, you know? I mean, it sounds healthy. I mean, you have needs. Embrace your womanhood!
Ross: Why should Ben step aside? It was his audition in the first place! You-you just tagged along! You're like the uh, tag-a-long dad.
Phoebe: Um, that's really your decision, I mean, some people prefer, you know, to take off...oh whoops! You're being naked!
Phoebe: I would, but you're the last one.
CHANDLER: Don't you think it's better for him to think that you're cheating on me, than for him to think that I'm cheating on him?� (Monica tips her head slightly as if asking "Did you hear yourself?")� I heard it.
RACHEL: [sings] And you're no friend to those with noses.
Joey: So you're ruling out surrogacy?
Ross: Oh, oh, ok, great. You know what, while you're at it she said another word the other day, why don't you, why don't you look up: pbbqqt....
Joey: Err... I just figured it out! You know, I mean you're not working and the economy is bad.
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.
Ross: That's right, you're gonna spend tomorrow at Aunt Rachel's, aren't you.
Ross: OK, ahem, hey, does anybody know a good place if you're not dating a puma?
RICHARD: You're pretty much running that risk either way.
Ross: You're crazy.
CHANDLER: You're gonna put on sweats and clean, aren't you?
Mike: (popping by, smiling) You're kidding, we wouldn't have missed it!
Joey: No! No, no you can't quit! You're the best agent I ever had! Look Pheebs, rejection is part being an actor, you can't take it personally.
Handyman: You're all set. (picks up his bag and starts to leave)
Chandler: So if you want people to see them, then by definition you're not having them taken out... say, at the break of dawn?
Ross: Thanks Aunt Pheebs. Hey, you didn't microwave that, did you, because it's breast milk, and you're not supposed to do that.
A Drunken Gambler: (To Chandler) Don't you let her go! You're a lucky guy!