words in movies
Chandler: You're flingin'-flangin' right I am!
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.
Susan: So he's got a doll? So what? Unless you're afraid he's gonna grow up and be in show business.
Ross: You know what it's fine. If you're okay with the Barbi thing, so am I.
Joey: Well, I've never been through the tunnel myself, 'cause as I understand it, you're not allowed to go through with more than one girl in the car, right. But, it seems to me it's pretty much like anything else, you know, face your fear. It have a fear of heights, you go to the top of the building! If you're afraid of bugs.....get a bug. Right. In this case, you have a fear of commitment, so I say you go in there and be the most committed guy there ever was.
Joey: Yeah! Well, well really it's three. Please. You're so good at it. I love you.
Janice: Ohhh, are you a puppy! (opens it) Contact paper! I never really know what to say when someone you're sleeping with gives you contact paper.
Chandler: Yes, I did. Yes, I did. Because, you're my girlfriend, and that's what girlfriends should, should get.
Janice: (laughs) I don't think we need to, because you're tripping me out right now! Are you okay?
Janice: Yeah, well, it scares me! I mean I not even divorced yet, Chandler. You know, you just invited me over here for pasta, and all of the sudden you're talking about moving in together. And, and I wasn't even that hungry. You know what, it's getting a little late, and I-I should just, um...(starts to leave)
Monica: Well, no, not at all, you're not terminal, you just, you just need some damage control.
Rachel: Oooh, honey, you're not a total loser.
Phoebe: But they shouldn't happen, you know what, you're, you're in a terrible, terrible business. Oh God, I don't wanna be the person who makes your face look like that.
Phoebe: Oh, now you're sad and creepy, oh. You know what, I, I'm sorry I quit, okay, I just quit.
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.
Janice: Okay, you know, one of two things is happening here. Either you're seeing somebody behind my back, which would make you the biggest jerk on the planet. Or, else you're pretending that you're seeing somebody, which just makes you so pathetic that I could start crying right here in the cereal aisle. So like which of these two guys do you want to be? (another guy walks by)
Joey: Yeah, well don't get me wrong, you're a better agent than she is, but at least with her I don't want to blow my pretty dumb brains out.
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.
Monica: Sure, every time, you're such a princess...
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: 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.
Ross: You're right! (Gives her the twenty she won.)
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.
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!
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.)
Joey: Ross good, I'm uh glad you're here. I wanna talk to you about something.
Ross: Yeah, but you're making me look bad!
Emily: (on answering machine) Are you thinking about me? Of course you're not, but if you are, call me tonight. Okay, bye.
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.
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.
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!!
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.
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]
Phoebe: Ohh, well, you're my lucky penny.
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.
Monica: Joey, now that you're okay with the house, do you wanna go see your room?
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"
Monica: I know what you mean. You're like a sister to me too.
ROSS: Well I'm sorry, I think about stuff. Ya know, I mean, you're at work, you're assembling bones, your mind wanders.
Monica: Do you umm, you really think the best reason to get married is because you're sorry?
Chandler: And you're gonna make them all disappear.
MONICA: Wow, for a guy who's recently lost his job, you're in an awfully good mood.
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.
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.
Rachel: Okay Monica, what are you doing? You're gonna lose your job! This is not you!
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.
Phoebe: Why? Just 'cause you're too lazy to get up off your touchie?
Chandler: You're not even giving them a chance!
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
Susan: You know what your problem is? You're threatened by me.
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.
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.
Kathy: You're kidding! Oh, I love him.
Katie: You're so sweet! (Punches Rachel yet again.)
Phoebe: No, but you're questioning my method!
Phoebe: Oh, great. Great. You're doing great, you know real strong. Going strong. Keep going.
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.
Monica: Hey! Oh, I'm so glad you're home, I thought tonight we could finally organize these photos!
Chandler: Oh, uh, yeah... I just knew that sometimes when you're writing, you... you don't always know the exact time.
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.
Joey: Hey, you're not Kip!
PHOEBE: OK, so what, you're just never gonna see him again?
Chandler: Nothing! I said, I said "You're so great" and then I just, I just stopped talking!
TATTOO ARTIST: Alright, blonde girl, you're in room two, not so blonde girl, you're with me.
Precious: Screw you, Mike. You're a coward and a bastard, and I hope you rot in hell.
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)
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.
Chandler: No, you're the best.
Phoebe: So weird, you think he's so gross and you're willing to eat his crackers. (Mike throws out everything in his mouth)
PHOEBE: But Joey, you're gonna be fine. You don't need that show, it was just a dumb soap opera.
MONICA: Nothin', nothin', hey you're a cheapasaurus. I'm kidding, I'm kidding, thank you, I'm very greatful.
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.
Joey: I mean if-if you're thinking it's a woman's bag, it's not. It's a man's bag!
PHOEBE: (singing/screaming) You're all invited to bite me!
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]
Ross: Oh, thanks. Oh, you're the best. (They hug.)
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: 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?!
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: Oh my God! You're water broke!
Monica: And you're not gonna do that.
Monica: Hey, Rach, you're leaving tomorrow, shouldn't you be packing?