words in movies
Monica: We need to talk to you about something.
Ross: Are you kidding?
Ross: (skeptical) That doesn't sound like you... That's Monica talking!
Joey: Don't you put words in people's mouths, you put turkey in people's mouths!
Monica: Thank you, Pheebs!
Monica: What? You are way off, lady!
Phoebe: Am I? Really? Am I? Well, why don't you cook Thanksgiving dinner and prove me wrong! Well, think about it, think about it, you'll be trying to top than you did last year. You'd be in competition... with yourself.
Chandler: We are supposed to make these decisions together! Did you not watch the Doctor Phil I taped for you?
Monica: You guys, I ordered some chocolate pies from that bakery on Bleecker. Could you pick them up for me?
Rachel: Did you at least win the contest?
Monica: 2 minutes, 12 pies and a part of one tin! Okay, I see you guys at 4.
Phoebe: Okay, but, well, before you say no, my friend Susanne is entering her kid and compared to Emma she's a real dog!
Rachel: Phoebe, just the idea of pitting one baby against another, I mean, you know, and judging who's cuter just for a trophy...
Chandler: You know what just occurred to me? This could be our last Thanksgiving just the two of us. I mean, we could be getting a baby soon!
Monica: You don't know that.
Chandler: I'm telling ya! It's gonna happen. Next year it's gonna be you, me and the little Hemingway Bing. (pause) What, he's my favourite author!
Chandler: You know, you always cook this meal all by yourself. Let me help this year.
Monica: Oh, Chandler, that's sweet. But you don't have to do everything Doctor Phil tells you to do.
Monica: Okay, I'm gonna go check on something across the hall. You start by washing these (she gives Chandler a bowl with cranberries. Then, while she's going outside, she sees him with a bottle of soap in his hands) Not with soap!! (she leaves)
Chandler: You obviously haven't tasted my Palmolive potatoes!
Ross: Did I do something to you?
Chandler: You say that now, but it could take us a long time to get back home. Plus Joey could get lost and and they could have to page us to go pick him up.
Joey: Right, I guess. Alright, so see you at four.
Rachel: Oh, Phoebe! Come on! You know what, it's already three o'clock and they haven't even gotten to Emma's group yet. We gotta go, we got dinner!
Rachel: Phoebe, you have to calm down.
Rachel: You heard them say that?
Rachel: No Phoebe, I am not letting you put makeup on my baby!
Ross: Yeah, I'd probably enjoy it more if you didn't keep batting my hand away.
Ross: Oh, but it's a kind game! So we're a little late, you know, the girls will be there, let's stay just for one more goal.
Ross: You may want to lose the foam finger!
Joey: Oh, no, no, no, no, no. You just want to put it on your hand!
Joey: You are not at Thanksgiving?
Rachel: What are you doing here!
Joey: We figured we could be late because you guys were gonna be on time (he points the foam finger at the girls)
Joey: Yeah, where were you!
Ross: You won an adult Thanksgiving day spelling bee.
Ross: You entered Emma into a Beauty Pageant?
Ross: I can't believe this, she's our daughter! That you would treat her like some kind of showdog is inexcusable!
Phoebe: You guys, there are people in there who are not getting any happier!
Rachel: Well, I don't know, you guys figure it out, I got to put Emma down for a nap.
Ross: Ooh, we'll say that we were mugged! You can't get mad at someone who's been mugged!
Phoebe: Oh, good, that's good, but you don't look like you were mugged!
Monica: Do you hear something? (Chandlers stands up and goes to the door to look out from the peephole)
Rachel: You know what, we just say that she said it was 5 o'clock. We'll just act casual. We're not late, we're right on time. (When she finishes talking, a note is pushed from under Monica's and Chandler's door, into the hall. Ross picks it up and reads it out loud)
Joey: (whispering) Who do you think its from?
Rachel: Alright, come on... (starts to knock on the door) Alright, you guys. We're so sorry we're late. Please let us in, so we can have dinner together.
Ross: Come on you guys, we're sorry, alri...? Our subway broke down.
Chandler: (looking through the peephole) That's a lie, you went to the game, I can see Joey's hand.
Rachel: You guys, come on, it doesn't matter why we're late. We're all here now, please let us in so we can have some of your delicious turkey. (A slice of turkey on a piece of aluminum foil is slid under door)
Monica: Hey, you touch that and you will be sorry.
Chandler: HA-HA! All you got was Monica's stinky Brussels sprouts!
Rachel: You know what? I don't want to be with them either, but it's Thanksgiving and we should not want to be together, together. (Goes to unlock the door)
Joey: (to Ross) Just get in there and make a face to face apology, you know? Look them in the eye. I know I can get them to forgive us.
Joey: Come on you guys, we want you to know we're (His eye widen even more) very very sorry. (Monica and Chandler are now covering their eyes with their hands) (then to the others in the hall) Right guys?
Joey: (smiling) Now let's not ruin this day. You worked so hard. Let's move past this and try to have a nice meal all together, huh?
Monica: (Gets up) Okay, okay. You two (to Phoebe and Rachel) go get the dessert. And I'll let you in.
Monica: Yeah, I asked you and Phoebe to pick up the pies. You did remember, right?
Phoebe: Pies, oh, we thought you said priiiize (goes to the hall and comes back with Emma's trophy in her hand). Here! (gives it to Monica).
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.
Chandler: Well, you manheads aren't any better. You lied about going to the game. You knew it would make you late, and you still went anyway.
Chandler: That would be a lot more convincing if you weren't drooling.
Phoebe: Come on you guys, let's just do our own Thanksgiving.
Joey: Yeah! You three have a nice Thanksgiving.
Joey: Yeah! You, Chan, and the vein!
Phoebe: I'll pull you through.
Joey: Alright, hurry up, you gotta do something.
Monica: Here you go!
Chandler: Can you ever feel your ears?
Monica: Okay, I have to get that. Now when I get back, I want you and your friends to be gone. Thanksgiving is over. The Vein has spoken.
Chandler: Okay, look, I'm gonna pull on the door and you guys push as hard as you can. Maybe we can get enough room to wiggle him out, okay? Okay, so PUSH!
Chandler: Argh! I can't believe what you did. Monica's gonna kill you!
Chandler: Are you serious? (they hug)
Rachel: I'm so happy for you!
Ross: I'm just so happy you guys are finally getting a kid.
Phoebe: I know. Have you considered pageanting?
Joey: Oh, I know how you feel...
RACHEL: Oh yeah, I don't care how much she tells you she wants it, I don't care if begs, she pleads, she tells you she, she's gonna have sex with, with another man. That just means it's working.
Monica: Sit down. All right? Please, just listen to me. You are terrible at this! Okay? You are the worst ultimate fighter ever! Ever!!
Chandler: Are we gonna talk about what you guys did last night? Or
Lorraine: You know, ever since I was little, I've been able to pick up quarters with my toes.
Ross: (to Carol) Where the hell have you been?
Joey: Hey, you know what naked card game is never boring?
Cecilia: And if it were true, how dare you come to me ask me for tips about a character that Ive been playing for 20 yearsIll give you a tip! (She throws her drink in his face.)
Rachel: So what are you guys going to do?
CHANDLER: Hey, no, I've never been lower or wetter. I'll be fine. I'll just turn your, uh, bedroom into a game room or somethin', you know, put the foosball table in there.
Joey: No ... the leather sticks to my ass. You know, this isn't fair. What makes you think that I'm just gonna sleep with her and then blow her off? Huh? Can't you guys open your minds to the possibility that I actally like her, and might want something real? (pause) Look, the truth is, I haven't felt this way about anyone since Rachel, ok? I didn't think I could ever love again.
Phoebe: Well okay, let this be a lesson to all of you, all right. Once you, once you betray me, I become like the ice woman, yknow. Very cold, hard, unyielding, y'know nothing, nothing can penetrate this icy exterior. (to Monica) Can I have a tissue, please?
Chandler: When was the last time you saw her wear it?
Rachel: Ohh no you dont! You got lighting last time, lighting is mine!
Chandler: Well, listen I ah, still have one more person to ah meet, but unless it turns out to be your sister, I think youre chances are pretty good. (Eric offers to shake hands) All right. (Chandler hugs him.)
Phoebe: Oh, I love you guys too, but Mike got off work early. Wait. Wait, I�m not t�not that kind of girl that just ditches her friends to be with her boyfriend. You know what? I am. Bye guys! (waves to the bar) Judy! Bye.
Ross: It's all working out! Me & Charlie, and you two. You know what we should do?
Rachel: Oh, please, I don't care about you enough to bug me. In fact, from now on, I'm going take the high road. And I'm going be very very nice to you, you "momma's boy", starting right now.
Joey: What are you talking about? Lots of things rhyme with Rachel. Bagel. Mail. Jail. Bail. Able. May-pole.
Phoebe: Well, I mean, Im not my sisters, you know, whatever, and um... I mean, its true, we were one egg, once, but err, you know, weve grown apart, so, um... I dont know, why not? Okay.
JOEY: Hey, are you cool with this. I mean, I don't want to leave you high and dry.
Joey: You dont have to worry about that okay?
Mike: Oh, no! I don't think so! You know, according to standard table tennis rules if at any time a player uses his non racket bearing hand to touch the playing surface he or she forfeits the point.
Gunther: You can't.
Rachel: Ah you went one too far. Uh, flowers or balloons?
Joey: Thanks. Do you get a lot of guys in here?
Joey: Nooooo!!! Y'know what? Now that I think about it, I constantly find myself without twenties and you always have lots!
Ross: There is no way I am letting you drive this car! So why dont you just hand over the keys?
Rachel: Wow, Ikea... what a rich culture. Uhm, you know what? I have a friend who is a masseuse.
Rachel: Oh! Oh, I think Im gonna throw up a little bit. What did you say?
Mike: You're right. She probably will support me. Hey, unless we move in with you, dad?
Emeril: (on TV.) Now maybe you just like wanna but the whole duck in there! Who cares, y'know? Now I got the legs
Joey: Whoa! Hey! Whoa!! Hold up! Are you serious?! So like 3% of the time they dont even work?! Huh? They should put that on the box!
Rachel: You guys! You guys!
Ross: What, you didnt get it? The doctor is a monkey.
Phoebe: Ohhh, I wanna come over there and give you a hug and wish you luck on your wedding, but I dontcant get up.
Rachel: All right, now dont judge me. I normally wait until my date leaves, but you live here. Im ripping into this swan.
Chandler: Ok, I don't care what you guys say, something's bothering her.
Joey: Yeah, you fogged Danny.
Monica: I'm sorry, I'll give it back to you.
Ross: Excellent! How do you put a baby down for a nap?
Kathy: Wow! You are really good at this.
Monica: I totally forgive you!
Ross: Of course it is. Yeah, come on in. Ooh-ooh, go by the window you can pretend to be surfing. (He pretends he's surfing by the window.)
Joey: Well uh, I went down there and told him that no one treats my friends like that and that hed better come up here and apologize. Ill see you later. (Starts to leave)
Monica: Listen...I need to know that what I'm about to ask you, will never get back to Chandler.
Monica: I drew you a bath!
Rachel: Yeah. No. And you know what? Nobody even saw!
Ross: (to Emily) Hey, could you do me a favour? Could you just grab me a bottle of water?
Rachel: I guess you werent there. (They hug.)
RACH: Oh, I know, I'm sorry you guys. You're just gonna have to get used to the fact that I will not be dating Ross.
JOEY: You partied with Hootie and the Blowfish?
Phoebe: (on phone) 'Right, well look, um, if Joey loses this audition, that is it for Estelle. I don't care! Annie you are a doll, what time can you see him?' (to Monica) I need a pen. (Chandler hands her one, but she needs something to right on, so she tilts Chandler's head over and writes on the back of his neck)
Rachel: Come on Ross! Im miserable here! Come on! You started this, now you finish it! Come on wuss, make love to me.
Phoebe: Oh, Im sorry. I didnt hear you over all the winning.
Chandler: Can you believe it? I mean, don't I seem like somebody who should be doing something really cool? You know, I just always pictured myself doing something...something.
SUSIE: I'm Susie Moss. Fourth grade, glasses, I used to carry around a box of animal crackers like a purse. CHANDLER: Susie Moss, right, yeah, wow, you look. . . great job growing up.
Rachel: No!! You are getting married! This is all I have.
Phoebe: You dont know him. Its not important. He wants nothing to do with me or the baby. (She sits down like shes pregnant.)
Danny: Do you?
Ross: Space is filled with orbiting children. (pause) Look, please, just come on, you know, when you’ll see the look on Emma’s face, I swear you won’t regret it.
MONICA: Hey, have you guys eaten, because uh, Richard and I just finished and we've got leftovers... Chicken and potatoes... What am I wearing?...Actually, nothing but rubber gloves.
Ross: Okay, (to Chandler) this play, I want you to do a down and out to the right. Okay. Break!
Joey: (Shouting after him) Chandler, I didn't kiss her, he did! (To Ross) See what happens when you break the code?
Chandler: Rachel, I love you! Deal with me first! (she leaves)
Phoebe: Are you still mad at us?
Monica: Whatever you decide, whatever you do.
Joey: Look, we were way out of line, we totally support you.
Ross: You do, huh?
Felicity: Umm, I thought about you all day.
Phoebe: Mon, can I talk to you for a sec?
Rachel: Oh God Monica hi! I just went to your building and you weren't there and then this guy with a big hammer said you might be here and you are, you are!
Ross: No, thats, no, as long as youre okay. So Ill ah, Ill see you tomorrow.
Monica: (To Joey) Okay, did you hear that?
Ross: I like it, and Emily likes it, and thats what counts. So uh, how are you guys doing?
Dr. Rosen: Good for you.
Dr. Long: Shes gonna be fine. Okay, shes in a more difficult position so youre gonna have to push even harder now. Go! Push!
CHANDLER: Well, you want me to uh, clench anything, or-... Susie? Susie.
Chandler: Nope, nope, Id just ah, Id rather talk to you. (pause) Yes, I do. Yes, I do have to go to the bathroom. (knocks on the door)
Monica: Oh no! You and Phoebe are gonna help me in here.
Phoebe: Works on you.
Ross: You got it.
Chandler: Well maybe there is one thing you can do.
Ross: Its worth the pain. (She goes to hug him again.) Yknow what, you know what? Its not.
Chandler: so then the farmer says, "Thats not a cow and youre not milking it." (Everyone laughs.)
Joey: Youre smoking again?!
Ross: (to Rachel) I-Im sorry Rach, I didnt know. Are you gonna be okay?
Joey: Okay. Now this is just for tonight. Starting tomorrow, you gotta make a change. This has gone on long enough.
Rachel: Thank you. (She goes to take off her make-up and screams in pain) Oww!!!! God!
Chandler: Y'know, I forgot the combination to this about a year ago? I just carry it around. Do you have any Chap Stick?
Ross: No, no, no. Technically the... sex is not... being had, but that's... see, that's not the point. See, um, the point is that... Rachel and I should be, er, together. You know, and if you get in the.... um...
Monica: No, last time you said it like Dracula, and it scared her! Can I get you anything? You want some more ice chips?
Larry: You look beautiful this evening.
Chandler: What are you doing?
Monica: You are?
JOEY: Wow!� That didn't take long.� I thought you said Tulsa was, like a three hour flight.
RACHEL: How have you never been on Oprah?
Monica: Why don't you come over tonight? And I'll make you favorite dinner.
Chandler: How... exactly are you pursuing that? Y'know other than sending out resumes like what, two years ago?
Monica: Pheebes, you know what I'm thinking?
Phoebe: Well isnt he your friend? Dont you want him to be happy?