words in movies
Monica: Aunt Syl, stop yelling! All I'm saying is that if you had told me vegetarian lasagna, I would have made vegetarian lasagna. (pauses, listens to person on phone) Well, the meat's only every third layer, maybe you could scrape.
Joey: Ross, did you really read all these baby books?
Ross: Yup! You could plunk me down in the middle of any woman's uterus, no compass, and I can find my way out of there like that! (snaps fingers)
Monica: Aunt Syl, I did this as a favor, I am not a caterer. What do you want me to do with a dozen lasagnas? (listens to Aunt Syl on phone, looks shocked) Nice talk, Aunt Syl. (in New York accent) You kiss Uncle Freddie with that mouth?
Joey: Hey Ross, listen, you know that right now, your baby's only this big? (measures about 2 inches with his thumb and index finger) This is your baby. (in baby-like voice) Hi Daddy!
Joey: (in baby-like voice) How come you don't live with Mommy? (pause; shows Ross less than amused) How come Mommy lives with that other lady? (pause; Ross still looks less than amused; Joey smiling) What's a lesbian? (playfully hits Ross)
Rachel: Honey, you can say it, Poconos, Poconos, it's like Poc-o-nos (touching Paolo's nose with forefinger with each syllable)
Rachel: I mean, we are way past the fling thing, I mean, I am feeling things that I've only read about in Danielle Steele books, you know? I mean, when I'm with him, I'm totally, totally...
Chandler: You think?
Ross: Hey, when did you and Susan meet Huey Lewis?
Carol: Don't you want to know about the sex?
Ross: (chuckles nervously) The sex? (chuckles) Um, I'm having enough trouble with the image of you and Susan together, when you throw in Tanya (miming washing hair, that's the best I could think of), yaw...
Ross: Oh, you know the sex of the baby? Oh, oh-oh-oh!
Carol: Do you want to know?
Ross: No, no, no, no, no, I don't want to know, absolutely not. I think, you know, I think you should know until you look down there, and say, oop, there it is! (pauses) Or isn't...
Susan: So, so, did you hear?
Ross: (interrupts) No, no, no I don't want to know, don't want to know. Ok, you know, I should probably, I should probably just go.
Chandler: What rule? There's no rule, if anything, you owe me a table!
Joey: How'd you get to that?
Joey: You knew about that?
Chandler: Well, let's just say the impressions you made in the butter left little to the imagination.
Chandler: What do you mean, like, buy it together?
Chandler: You think we're ready for something like that?
Joey: Why, are you moving out?
Joey: You'd tell me if you were moving out right
Joey: Well, let me ask you something, was Kip a better roommate than me?
Phoebe: Oh, Paolo, hi, what are you doing here?
Paolo: Uh, Racquela tell me you massage, eh?
Phoebe: Oh, okay, I don't know what you just said, so let's get started.
Phoebe: Um, that's really your decision, I mean, some people prefer, you know, to take off...oh whoops! You're being naked!
Rachel: (to Ross) I can't believe you don't want to know. I mean, I couldn't not know, I mean, if, if the doctor knows, and Carol knows, and Susan knows....
Ross: Wha, heh, how could you know, I don't even know!
Phoebe: All right, you know Paolo?
Monica: Are you sure?
Chandler: So what are you gonna do?
Ross: You have to tell her! You have to tell her! It's your moral obligation, as a friend, as a woman, I think it's a feminist issue! Guys? Guys? (waiting for guys to chime in)
Chandler: Oh, yeah, you have to tell her.
Joey: Will you pick one, just pick one! Here, how about that one? (points to a table)
Chandler: You pick one.
Joey: Fine, you want to get the birds, get the birds!
Phoebe: Are you moving out?
Phoebe: Ok, um, (clears throat) we haven't known each other for that long a time, and, um, there are three things that you should know about me. One, my friends are the most important thing in my life, two, I never lie, and three, I make the best oatmeal raisin cookies in the world. (Phoebe opens a tin and offers Rachel a cookie)
Rachel: I guess you don't.
Chandler: So, what do you think?
Monica: So how does this work, you going to balance the plates on these little guys' heads?
Monica: Heads up Ross! (Monica scores on Chandler and Joey) Score! (points at Chandler) You suck!
Phoebe: Are you okay?
Phoebe: Ok, I've got milk (takes thermos from her bag and starts to pour a cup) Here you go... (Rachel drinks straight from thermos) Oh!(Rachel finishes thermos) Better?
Rachel: No...oh, I feel so stupid! Oh, I think about the other day with you guys and I was all "Oh, Paolo, he's so great, he makes me feel so..." Oh, God, I'm so embarrassed!
Phoebe: (raises hand) Oh! I know! (Rachel startled) It's because... he's gorgeous, and he's charming, and when he looks at you...
Phoebe: Should I not have told you?
Phoebe: I think she took it pretty well. You know Paolo's over there right now, so...
Joey: No-no, she kicked our butts. You could be on the Olympic standing-there team.
Chandler: What are you still doing here? She just broke up with the guy, it's time for you to swoop in!
Joey: Yes, now is when you swoop! You gotta make sure that when Paolo walks out of there, the first guy Rachel sees is you, She's gotta know that you're everything he's not! You're like, like the anti-Paolo!
Chandler: My Catholic friend is right. She's distraught. You're there for her. You pick up the pieces, and then you usher in the age of Ross! (Ross and Chandler look off into the distance. Joey, wondering what they are looking at, looks in the same direction)
Monica: Don't stare. Now she just finished throwing his clothes off the balcony, now there's just a lot of gesturing and arm-waving, (shows Rachel gesturing with hands in front of her chest), Ok, that is either, "How could you?" or, "Enormous breasts!" Here he comes!
Monica: Paolo, I really hate you for what you did to Rachel, (hands him a lasagna) but I still have five of these, so heat it at 375 until the cheese bubbles.
Ross: Paolo, I-I just want to tell you and I think I speak for everyone when I say... (shuts door in his face and walks away)
Ross: Oh you guys, I-I really think just one of us should go out there so she's not overwhelmed...
Ross: You all right?
Ross: Come here. (he hugs Rachel) Listen, you deserve so much better than him...you know, I mean, you, you, you should be with a guy who knows what he has when he has you.
Monica: Ooh...hey honey, are you all right?
Phoebe: You ok?
Ross: See, Rach, uh, see, I don't think that swearing off guys altogether is the answer. I really don't. I think that what you need is to develop a more sophisticated screening process.
Rachel: No. I just need to be by myself for a while, you know? I just got to figure out what I want
Monica: Where are you guys going? Come on, one more game!
Monica: You guys are always hanging out in my apartment! Come on, I'll only use my left hand, huh? Come on, wussies! (Joey and Chandler pick her up) All right, ok, I gotta go. I'm going, (they throw her out) and I'm gone.
Ross: My fault?! You threatened the judge!
Ross: Huh? Ooh (laughs) you mean like a Huh?
Phoebe: So you dont know thats Barneys the store! That can be yknow his friends house, or a bar. Who has Barneys the store on their speed dial?
Ross: Thatll be a neat trick, when youre, (looks at the script) when youre dead!
Chandler: Honey, its 2:00 on a Wednesday and Im watching Road Rules, how stressed do you think I am?
Phoebe: Oh, I can't believe you guys lasted a whole year!
Ross: Yeah, see.. you took mine. Chandler, what about you?
Monica: Phoebe, your face is fine! Come on, none of this stuff is going to happen to you! Stop being such a baby!
Joey: Whoa, whoa, whoa, Monica, what're you doin'? This is a poker game. You can't serve food with more than one syllable. It's gotta be like chips, or dip, or pretz...(look of realization)
Tommy: (noticing the chick) Ooh, hey! Hey, there little fella. (picks up the chick) Mr. Fuzzy-Man, how are you doing? (starts to pet him) Aww. (The chick poops on his hand.) Eww! Oh! Eww! Gross! Idiot!! Stupid little, fuzzy, yellow creature!! Oh look at me, Im so cute, Im a little chick whos disgusting! God, youre so stupid, how are you not yet extinct!! (the duck wattles behind him and quacks) (to the duck) Quack-quack, quack-quack!! What are you quacking about?! Dumb Donald Doo-Doo!!
Monica: Well, you used to dress up in Mom's clothes all the time.
Joey: Come on, I'll show you guys where to check in (Joey, Chandler and David leave)
Monica: You just wanna stay home so you can make a move on Joey!
Janine: Yeah, well youd be better if you just loosened your hips a little.
Monica: I know this is embarrassing, but nobody cares! No one here even knows you!
Joey: So uh, what are you guys doing?
RACHEL: You want me to just call him up and tell him that you're seeing him instead? That's what you want?
Rachel: Why, where are you going?
Ross: How do you know? You don't have a watch.
Roy: Now if you just pay me my three hundred dollars, I'll be on my way!
Phoebe: (smiling, raising her hand) Who's hoping the hand raising thing is still cute enough that you won't hate me?
Chandler: Okay Ross, why dont you come with me?
MONICA: No no no, if I couldn't pay you back right away then I'd feel guilty and tense every time I saw you.
Ross: Thank you!
Joey: Oh, no no no. Its for Ursula. I just figured, you know, size-wise.
Monica: Rach, you know that birthing tape you wanted to see? Its here.
Phoebe: Okay, okay, okay, the black. But, oh, do you have black, with the little strappys?
Joey: Hey, (in the Joey voice) how you doin?
Ross: What you dont think Id go up to her?
Mrs. Geller: Yes, well I was wrong, and I have to say you really impressed me today.
Phoebe: Yeah, I should probably take it back. Ooh, but you know what? While I'm at the police station, I could check their Ten Most Wanted lists because my friend Fritzy has been like number 11 forever, so this could be her year! (She crosses her fingers in hope.)
Receptionist: Welcome to the Chestnut Inn Mr. Bing, so where are you joining from?
Monica: Seriously, where did you get the hat?
Charlie: Ross, can I talk to you for a minute?
Phoebe: (on phone) Hey! Youre not dead! Okay, see ya!
Ross: So, uh, why did you have to turn it down?
Phoebe: Wow! I didnt know you guys actually used those.
Janice: No! No! I wanna see you take-off.
Joey: Yeah! I don't want you on the trip!
Chandler: Whats wrong with you?
Manny: Well, you are not doing a very good job!
MONICA: Well, maybe you don't need them.
Rachel: Well, you might want to tell him it sounds like his wife is (whispers) gay.
The Interviewer: I really appreciate you taking the time to do this.
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.
The Waiter: Cant hear you!
Monica: You know how much I love listening to your music, you know, but...
Rachel: Hey Mon, little question for ya! How do you think this suit will look on an assistant buyer?
Margha: I now find you shallow and um, a dork. All right, bye.
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.
Ross: Alright, you know what? You're right. I should at least tell her how I feel.
Joey: Yeah, calm down. You don't see Ross getting all chaotic and twirly every time they come.
Rachel: I know, I know, and you were right Ross. (To Amy) You are soo irresponsible I am never letting you baby-sit ever again!
Ross: Cookies and porn, youre the best mom ever!!
Phoebe: (turns around and hits Frank) So thats what you thought I did!! God! Thats not what I do!
Phoebe: Oh no! Wait! Wait! Okay, yknow what, you were right, you were right. We really werent great at being guys, but you know why? Because were girls.
Chandler: No! Ok, this is not good. You are a guy. Ok? This is a guys place. If you let this go, youre going to be sitting around with your fingers soaking in stuff.
Phoebe: Hey! Maybe youll die!
Chandler: Ill take it! All right look, I gotta know. Are you finished with me? (Janice shakes her head no) Are you finished with him? (Janice shakes her head no) Do you still love him? (Janice shakes her head yes) Do you still love me? (Janice shakes her head yes) All right look, (grabs the bag) Im gonna need an actual answer here okay, so which is it, him or me? (his phone starts to ring)
Monica: Yeah... yeah, I think there is. -What were you gonna say?
Ross: (perplexed for a moment) Wait a minute... when you guys walked into the Met, did you go to the right?
Monica: I think you look fine.
Joey: What? Rachel, listen, have you ever heard of Fortunata Fashions?
Phoebe: (seeing her dress) Oh God. So-so youre making porn movies.
Ross: Love you guys. (he kisses Monica, he, Rachel and Phoebe leave.)
Rachel: (entering) Monica? You gonna be very proud of me. I just got us dates with two unbelievably cute nurses.
Monica: Its okay, cause y'know what? You dont really need me for the business.
Chandler: Oh, its so hard to care when youre this relaxed.
Rachel: (entering) Hey, umm, do you guys have that tape measure?
Rachel: Really?! How do you know?
Gary: (looking at Monica.) Mm! Seems like I wouldve remembered you!
Monica: I swear I didnt know she was a hooker! I mean whDid you let her smoke in here?
Chandler: Let me finish ... (to everyone else) however, it doesn't look like I'm gonna get this job so I can't afford to have principles, so screw you, the tickets are ours!! (takes tickets from Rachel)
Joey: Okay, buddy-boy. Here it is. You hide my clothes, I'm wearing everything you own.
Phoebe: Okay. All right you yellow-bellied-lilly-livered-DRAW!! (they both kick up the foot rests like an old fashioned gun fight.)
Ross: Chandler, I want you to run a post pattern to the left, okay. And sweetie..
RACHEL: Ok, look you guys, I really don't want to get into this right now. I think it'll just make everyone uncomfortable.
Phoebe: But, can't you leave the dollar? This money is for the poor.
"Went to the store, sat on Santa's lap. Asked him to bring my friends all kinds of crap. Said all you need is to write them a song. Now, you haven't heard it yet, so don't try to sing along. No, don't sing along.
Joey: Oh yeah? (To Phoebe) Hi, Ken Adams, nice to meet you.
Susan: Oh, no, nonononono, you see what he's doing? He knows no-one's gonna say all those names, so they'll wind up calling her Geller, then he gets his way!
Phoebe: Have you really done this before?
Monica: Youre kidding!
Ross: No! Okay, you mean, you're not gonna talk to her, you're not gonna tell her how you feel?
Joey: Wow! Maybe uh, maybe you and I ought to get to know each other a little better.
Man: Could you press up too please?
Phoebe: All righty. Ill be back in-in a little bit. Unless you wanna come with me?
Chandler: Ah, y'see, perfect might be a problem. Had you said 'co-dependent', or 'self-destructive'...
JOEY: You and Milton have to join us on the boat. Karen'll pack a lunch, you'll bring the kids, we'll make a day of it.
Chandler: You left a shoe here?!
Joey: (opening the door wearing nothing but a sock, and holding a dart board over the `Little General.') Hey! (Chandler turns down the TV) Now, we're not actually gonna be sleeping in her, but do you mind?
Phoebe: Okay, alright, you buy me a soda, and then we're even. Okay?
Monica: Sorry, lets go back! Cause youve got more to say.
Monica: Do you have a plan?
Joey: Nice going. You just saved yourself a couple months of sex.
Joey: So you see, Molly, what people don't understand is that acting is a discipline. It takes a lot of hard work.
Phoebe: Oh, so this is all about money! Yknow its bad enough thatOw! Oh, you have got to be kidding!
Larry: Great! How about you wanted to go the Italian place down on Bleaker Street right?
Precious: I'm not letting you leave until you tell me what's going on here. I mean, are you guys getting back together or something?
Monica: This is so cool, maybe this is something you can do every week.