words in movies
Ross: And that's why, no matter what mommy says, we really were on a break. (baby talk) Yes we were! Yes we were! (picks Emma up) Come here gorgeous. (puts her on his knees and talks to her) Oh! Look at you! You are the cutest little baby ever! You're just a... a little bitty baby, you know that? But you've got... (in a softer voice) You've got big beautiful eyes... Yes you do... and a... and a big round belly. (emphasises the B's) Big baby butt! I like big butts. (raps) I like big butts and I cannot lie / you other brothers can't deny / when a girl walks in with an itty, bitty, waist / and a round thing in your face you get...(Emma laughs) Oh my God, Emma... you're laughing! Oh my God, you've never done that before, have you? You never done that before... Daddy made you laugh, huh? Well, daddy and Sir Mix Alot... What? What? You... you wanna hear some more? Uhm...(raps) My anaconda don't want none / unless you got buns hon... (Emma laughs again and Ross looks worried) I'm a terrible father!
Phoebe: Oh, thank you! Oh... Oh my God, you're RICH!
Mike: No, no, no, you're doing fine, really... Why don't you go talk to my dad?
Chandler: Then you're gonna have to watch it for me.
Rachel: Okay... aahhh... Please laugh for mommy... Please? Please laugh for mommy... (Rachel makes a funny face, sticking her tongue out, making a farting noise and using her hands as antlers, wiggling her fingers... No response from Emma...) Not funny huh? Oh so, is it... only offensive novelty rap? Or maybe just, you know, rap in general? 'Cause mommy can rap... (Rachel tries to rap and makes weird movements with her arms in the process.) My name is mommy and I'm here to say / that all the babies are... Oh, I can't rap... Allright sweetheart... This is only because I love you so much, and I know that you're not gonna tell anybody... (Rachel's face is telling "Oh what am I doing? The things I have to go through... and she starts to rap) I like... big butts and I cannot lie... / You other brothers can't deny... / when a girl walks in with an itty bitty waist and a round thing in your face... (Emma starts to laugh) Yes! Yes! Yes! YES! Oohhhhh! Oh! (Rachel now really gets into it, and her insecure movements start getting better) I like big butts and I cannot lie... / You other brothers can't deny... Oh Emma you're laughing! Oh you are, you really do like big butts, don't you. Oh you beautiful little weirdo... (Rachel picks up Emma and Ross now enters)
Monica: Chandler, you're an only child, right? You don't have any of this.
CHANDLER: Yeah, and someday when you're ready, you'll make it past the hedges.
Rachel: whhh wait, you're gonna leave my party to take care of a box of rats?
Joey: (sees Monica) Fire trucks! (Chandlers eyes double in size and he turns to Monica who doesn't understand what's happening. Then he turns back to Joey, who says "you're welcome" without a sound)
Chandler: No, you're the best.
Joey: Ross, you're mayor of the zone.
Rachel: Oh, you're gonna love this cake. I got it from a bakery in New Jersey, Corino’s.
Chandler: (from his bedroom) All right, so you're telling me that I have to tell racist jokes now?!
Joey: You're a dork.
Monica: He probably wants you back because you're right for the job.
Chandler: Oh yeah, well can you picture me saying "Go to your room! You're grounded"?
Ross: You're kid's name is Raymond!
All: ...Hey! You're in a play! I didn't know you could dance! You had a beard!
Chandler: You're welcome.
Joey: Hey, hey, hey, you're lucky I caught them when I did, or else who knows what woulda happened.
Phoebe: So, here you are. It seems like yesterday I was talking to you in that little petri dish. Everyone said labor was the hardest thing I'd ever have to do, but they were wrong this is. Oh, I had the most fun with you guys! I wish I could take you home and see you everyday. Okay, I'll settle for being your favorite Aunt. I know Alice's sister has a pool, but you lived in me. Okay, so we're cool. Yeah, we're gonna be great. Little high fives! (Imitates the high fives.) Ahh! Ahh! Ahh! (One of the babies begins to cry.) Well, if you're gonna cry. (She starts crying.)
Phoebe: Yeah! You're the best!
Monica: Wait a minute, Phoebe! We should be partners. We should be catering partners. I mean, think about it! You're not working right now, and we have such a great time together!
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.
Steve (staring at Rachel): I - I just have to say this; you're really beautiful.
Chandler: Yeah, well, you wouldn't think it was cool if you're eleven years old and all your friends are passing around page 79 of 'Mistress Bitch.'
Chandler: (pause) Yeah, you're right about that.
Joey: Because you waited too long to make your move, and now you're in the friend zone.
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: You're on in 5 Ms. Minnelli.
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.
Joey: Strip joint! C'mon, you're single! Have some hormones!
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.
Chandler: You're pretending the pillow's a girl right?
Ross: You're right! (Gives her the twenty she won.)
Joey: It's okay, Ross, alright? I totally understand. Of course you're not fine. You're.. You're Ross and Rachel.
Mr. Tribbiani: You're gonna keep an eye on us?
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: No! Okay, you mean, you're not gonna talk to her, you're not gonna tell her how you feel?
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.
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.
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.
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!
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]
Emily: (on answering machine) Are you thinking about me? Of course you're not, but if you are, call me tonight. Okay, bye.
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!!
Ross: Yeah, but you're making me look bad!
Rachel: Are you gonna... you're going to take Hugsy away from a little child?
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.
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.
Phoebe: Ohh, well, you're my lucky penny.
ROSS: Well I'm sorry, I think about stuff. Ya know, I mean, you're at work, you're assembling bones, your mind wanders.
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?
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"
Chandler: And you're gonna make them all disappear.
Ross: You're not going to go.
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.
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.
MONICA: Wow, for a guy who's recently lost his job, you're in an awfully good mood.
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.
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?
Phoebe: Ohh! So you're 5639?!
The Teacher: If you're talking about feminism, I think you're right.
Kathy: You're kidding! Oh, I love him.
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?
Phoebe: No, but you're questioning my method!
Katie: You're so sweet! (Punches Rachel yet again.)
Chandler: You're not even giving them a chance!
CHANDLER: (to taxi driver) Just practicing. You're good. Carry on.
Joey: You know, on the one hand you're happy for them, but on the other hand it's hard to let go.
Chandler: I don't get it neither, I mean you're obviously desperate, you're asking women how they want to be killed
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!
Phoebe: Oh, great. Great. You're doing great, you know real strong. Going strong. Keep going.
Phoebe: So weird, you think he's so gross and you're willing to eat his crackers. (Mike throws out everything in his mouth)
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.
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?