words in movies
Rachel: That is it! You just barge in here, you don't knock
Rachel: You have no respect for anybody's privacy!
Rachel: No, you wait! This is ridiculous!
Roger: But you tell it really well, sweetie.
Phoebe: Thanks. Okay, now go away so we can talk about you.
Roger: Okay. I'll miss you.
Rachel: He's so cute! And he seems to like you so much.
Monica: So, you think you'll do it on his couch?
Rachel: Okaaay. (To the guys, on the couch) Any of you guys want anything else?
Ross: You what? Wh what were you doing seeing her boobies?
Chandler: Whoah whoah, back up there, Sparky. What'd you mean by that?
Roger: Oh, just seems as though that maybe you have intimacy issues. Y'know, that you use your humour as a way of keeping people at a distance.
Roger: I mean hey! I just met you, I don't know you from Adam. ...Only child, right? Parents divorced before you hit puberty.
Chandler: Uhhuh, how did you know that?
Joey: Hey you guys. Hey, you all know my dad, right?
Monica: Hey, how long are you in the city?
Mr. Tribbiani: Hey, hey. Good to meet you, Roger.
Roger: You too, sir.
Mr. Tribbiani: Gotta go. I miss you too, I love you, but it's getting real late now
Joey: (Snatches the phone) Hey Ma. Listen, I made the appointment with Dr. Bazida, and... Excuse me? (To his dad) Did you know this isn't Ma?
Joey: Sure. So how long you been... (Goes back to chopping)
Mr. Tribbiani: Remember when you were a little kid, I used to take you to the navy yard and show you the big ships?
Mr. Tribbiani: Of course, course one of 'em's Ma. What's the matter with you.
Joey: It's like if you woke up one day and found out your dad was leading this double life. He's like actually some spy, working for the C.I.A. (Considers) That'd be cool.... This blows!
Rachel: I know, I mean, why can't parents just stay parents? (She walks over near Chandler and his gaze stays very obviously on her chest) Why do they have to become people? Why do they have... (Notices Chandler) Why can't you stop staring at my breasts?
Rachel: Did you not get a good enough look the other day?
Ross: Alright, alright. We're all adults here, there's only one way to resolve this. Since you saw her boobies, I think, uh, you're gonna have to show her your peepee.
Chandler: Well I'm not showing you my 'tat.'
Roger: I dunno. Maybe you wanted your marriage to fail.
Roger: I don't know. Maybe maybe low self-esteem, maybe maybe to compensate for overshadowing a sibling, maybe you...
Roger: Well, I don't know. I mean, it's conceivable that you wanted to sabotage your marriage so that the sibling would feel less of a failure in the eyes of the parents.
Monica: Oh! So you think I'm a failure!
Monica: Y'know, all these years, I thought you were on my side. But maybe what you were doing was sucking up to Mom and Dad so they'd keep liking you better!
Ross: Hey, I married a lesbian to make you look good!
Roger: Listen guys, it was great seeing you again. Mon, um, easy on those cookies, okay? Remember, they're just food, they're not love.
Joey: Night, you guys.
Joey: Hey. Can, uh, can we help you?
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?
Ronni: Now, y'see, most people, when their pets pass on, they want 'em sorta laid out like they're sleeping. But occasionally you get your person who wants them in a pose. Like, chasing their tail, (Demonstrates) or, uh, jumping to catch a frisbee.
Mr. Tribbiani: Hey! Hello, babe! Wh what're what're you doing here?
Ronni: Oh, uh, well, you left your good hair at my apartment, I figured you'd need it tomorrow for your meeting. (Hands him the hair)
Mr. Tribbiani: Thank you. Uh...
Mr. Tribbiani: I don't want you taking that thing.
Joey: No you won't.
Joey: If you go to a hotel you'll be...doing stuff. I want you right here where I can keep an eye on you.
Joey: That's right, mister, and I don't care how old you are, as long as you're under my roof you're gonna live by my rules. And that means no sleeping with your girlfriend.
Joey: Now dad, you'll be in my room, Ronni uh, you can stay in Chandler's room.
Chandler: C'mon, I'll show you to my room. ...That sounds so weird when it's not followed by "No thanks, it's late."
Joey: Okay. Now this is just for tonight. Starting tomorrow, you gotta make a change. This has gone on long enough.
Joey: Well, either you break it off with Ronni
Joey: Then you gotta come clean with Ma! This is not right!
Chandler: Hey, Kicky. What're you doing?
Chandler: Hey, you're not him. You're you. When they were all over you to go into your father's pipe-fitting business, did you cave?
Chandler: No. You decided to go into the out-of-work actor business. Now that wasn't easy, but you did it! And I'd like to believe that when the right woman comes along, you will have the courage and the guts to say "No thanks, I'm married."
Joey: You really think so?
Monica: Hi...May I help you?
Monica: Okay...who are you?
Rachel: Hey, listen, Ronni, how long would you say Chandler's been in the shower?
Joey: (Runs out in a towel) What's the matter with you?!
Rachel: You were supposed to be in there so I could see your thing!
Phoebe: Good. Oh oh! Roger's having a dinner thing and he wanted me to invite you guys.
Phoebe: Uh-huh. Okay. Okay, don't you think, maybe, though, it's just that he's so perceptive that it freaks you out?
Joey: Ma! What're you doing here?
Mrs. Tribbiani: I came to give you this (Gives him a bag of groceries) and this. (Whacks him round the ear)
Mrs. Tribbiani: Why did you have to fill your father's head with all that garbage about making things right? Things were fine the way they were! There's chicken in there, put it away. For God's sake, Joey, really. (She gives the sofabed a tiny push and it folds away)
Mrs. Tribbiani: Of course I knew! What did you think? Your father is no James Bond. You should've heard some of his cover stories. "I'm sleeping over at my accountant's," I mean, what is that? Please!
Joey: So then how could you I mean, how could you?!
Mrs. Tribbiani: Do you remember how your father used to be? Always yelling, always yelling nothing made him happy, nothing made him happy, not that wood shop, not those stupid little ships in the bottle, nothing. Now he's happy! I mean, it's nice, he has a hobby.
Joey: Ma, I don't mean to be disrespectful, but... what the hell are you talking about?! I mean, what about you?
Mrs. Tribbiani: Me? I'm fine. Look, honey, in an ideal world, there'd be no her, and your father would look like Sting. And I'll tell you something else. Ever since that poodle-stuffer came along, he's been so ashamed of himself that he's been more attentive, he's been more loving... I mean, it's like every day's our anniversary.
Joey: I'm...happy...for you?
Mrs. Tribbiani: I know you did, cookie. Oh, I know you did. So tell me. Did you see her?
Phoebe: It's, I mean, it's nothing, I'm fine. It's my friends. They-they have a liking problem with you. In that, um, they don't.
Roger: Actually it's, it's quite, y'know, typical behaviour when you have this kind of dysfunctional group dynamic. Y'know, this kind of co-dependant, emotionally stunted, sitting in your stupid coffee house with your stupid big cups which, I'm sorry, might as well have nipples on them, and you're like all 'Oh, define me! Define me! Love me, I need love!'.
Monica: So you talked to your dad, huh.
Ross: So Joey, you okay?
Joey: Yeah, I guess. It's just parents, after a certain point, you gotta let go. Even if you know better, you've gotta let them make their own mistakes.
Monica: Joey!! What the hell were you doing?!
Phoebe: Yeah! Okay, here you go. (rolls her back to Rachel)
Joey: All right, here you go buddy. (He tosses him one.) Go nuts. (Exits.)
Rachel: Well, we were walking down the street and we saw that van that you guys used for catering and we realised
Monica: Phoebe, I thought you said you know what youre doing?
Monica: No! Listen, Im not gonna go through this with you again, okay. Just once I wanna beat when you cant blame it on the broken nose, the buzzer, or the fact that you thought you were getting mono. Lets just call this, tie score and its halftime.
Chandler: You can't leave me alone with her.
Chandler: I'm sorry you misunderstood...
Fake Monica: Well, actually, you only got to sing 'Memo-'.
The Instructor: Let me get this straight man, you attacked your ex-wife?!
Phoebe: Are you alright?
Elizabeth: Just hearing you describe it as forbidden, its really hot.
RACHEL: Alright, I feel that this is totally unjustified. [Monica starts making faces behind her back] She gave me the green light, I did nothing but-. Do you think I can't see you in the TV set?
Phoebe: Why do you think, she's having so much fun living with Joey?
Rachel: Can you come here with me for a minute?
David: I'll never forget you.
Janine: Joey, you dont have to count down every time we kiss.
Chandler: Oh, will you give me the thing. (Snatches the camera)
Joey: You seen Sandy?
PHOEBE: OK, who is the boss of you?!!
Chandler: (entering from his room carrying a fire extinguisher and wearing oven mitts) Oh yeah, it's great! See you take a tennis ball, a bowl, and some lighter fluidOp! Op! (He puts out a small fire which has re-ignited in his room.)
Rachel: Oh thank you. Hey yknow, Im so sorry to hear about you and Elizabeth.
Ross: Are you kidding? Look, were not gonna be together just because were having a baby. Okay?
Chandler: Uh honey, I know you dont like to relinquish control
Monica: Oh, I was hoping you wouldn't remember.
Monica: No! Rachel, you didn't find anyone so you can't tell him.
Joey: Oh, so youre playing Adrienne, huh?
Nancy: I thought you didn't smoke.
MONICA: Alright, you wanna feel better?
Chandler: Well, it's just interesting. You know, because no one will ever know, because no one can experience both.
Ross: What? Come on Rach, tell me what youre thinking?
Chandler: Now, there is a dress laid out on your bed. (Monica stumbles on the steps.) Okay, (catches her) youre doing great. Youre doing great. Youre doing fine.
Chandler: Guys! Guys! Come on! Its Thanksgiving, its not important who wins or loses. The important thing is, (to Joey) the Dutch girl picked me! Me! Not you! Holland loves Chandler! Thank you, Amsterdam! Good night!!
Meg: Okay now I wouldnt date you because you seem a little creepy.
Rachel: OK... see your two... and I raise you twenty. (throws it in)
CHANDLER: Could you get us a couple of beers?
Monica: Hey! You smell like perfume and cigarettes.
Monica: Have you ever taken out the trash? (Hands her the garbage.)
Max: Well, if you see him, tell him to pack his bags. We are going to Minsk.
Ross: Aww. Thank you, Aunt Phoebe.
Joey: (comforting her) And hey, you need anything, you can always come to Joey. Me and Chandler live across the hall. And he's away a lot.
C.H.E.E.S.E.: (Wayne with a computerized voice) Nice to meet you Mac!
Rachel: Okay, look, Ross, I realise that my Father is difficult, but thats why you have got to be the bigger man here.
PHOE: You're right, you're right. Ah, you are so yumm. [they hug]
Phoebe: Oh Ross, calm down, Ill give you the 80 cents. (Ross glares at Rachel)
Phoebe: No, no, no. It's not! It's not my mom. It belonged to mom. Yeah, no, she used to put it out every Christmas to remind us, that even though it's Christmas, people still die. And, you can put candy in it. (She grabs the skull, pulls out a stick of licorice, and takes a bite.)
Monica: You were staring about eight inches south of there.
Ross: No, Im serious. You-you need to find out where she is, because if shes not where you are, then you can start to move past this.
Joey: You don't think my mom's sexy?
Ross: So what are you gonna do?
Monica: Okay well then, Ill fire him today and you go out with him for another week.
Ross: Okay look, theres nothing to worry about. We have plenty of time. Theres a great baby furniture store on west 10th. Tomorrow, we will go there and we will get you everything that you need. Okay?
Aunt Lisa: So, hows married life treating you?
Monica: What are you doing here?
Rachel: No, not really. Youre pressing the baby into my bladder and now I have to pee. Sorry. (She gets up and starts for the bathroom.)
Monica: You are! (she picks up a bill from the table, handing it to Chandler) Hey, here's twenty bucks. -- Why don't you go buy yourself something pretty while I'm at work tomorrow?
Joey: (in a funny voice) Yeah, so it turns out that it wasnt the hair straightener that started the fire. (Rachel prompts him on what to say next.) No-no, it was the candles. Its very not good leaving candles unattended. In fact, one of the first things they teach you in fire school is (Phoebe suddenly enters.) Uhh Uhh Okay. Well, I have to go now. (Phoebe leaves.)
Monica: How can you smoke in this day of age? Do you not seen that ad with a little kid walks to grandpa, it�s chilling.
Chandler: You gotta let me slam the door! (Leaves; slams the door)
Chandler: (To Joey) You knew about this?
Monica:: Eww are you talking about my bother.
Joey: What are you mad at me for?!
Rachel: Uh... Oh, Mindy, you are so stupid. Oh, we are both so stupid.
Monica: No, you?
Phoebe: No, you?
Joey: No, Pheebs, listen, if you decide to do this, well be supportive like crazy.
Phoebe: So, are you ready to talk about it?
Phoebe: That's easy for you to say, I don't see three kids coming out your vagina!
Rachel: Oh, are you sure you're ok?
Ross: Are you angry at me because I said your handwriting is childlike?
Joey: Right, I guess. Alright, so see you at four.
Pete: So ah, there was this thing I wanted to talk to you about.
Ross: (while Rachel is finishing her rant) Okay! Okay! Okay! Its okay. (Rachel stops.) Its okay. Hey, its too weird for you, I wont see her again.
Phoebe: Look at you! How, how do you feel?
Monica: You look good!
Joey: Alright, hurry up, you gotta do something.
Monica: "See you around?"
Monica: Because... I'm Monica Geller. It was my credit card you were using.
Phoebe: I don't think you mean that.
Phoebe: I cant! I cant! Unless Well are you saying that-that you would move out if-if I didnt buy that lamp?
Ross: I've got to say you guys, that's an incredible gesture!
Rachel: Plus, you know, he is with Charlie now.
Ross: Hiiii-Ya!! (Chandler lies back down.) Im serious! Youre not walking out on my sister!
MRS. GELLER: So Jack, you ever think about trading me in for a younger model?
Joey: I was tryin to make a sale!! Oh, man, if I ever run into that guy again, do you know what Im gonna do?
Ross: You mean that?
Zack: You guys don't have people for dinner a lot, huh?
PHOEBE: [entering the kitchen from the party] That's funny, no. Cadillac, cataract, I get it, no I get it, you stay out there.
Monica: Oh my god, where's my purse? No, you know what? I can replace everything in there. Get that binder, and let's go!
Phoebe: You too. And Ursula?! It was really nice meeting you tonight!!
Rachel: Amy, you know what? I was thinking that maybe now it'd be a good time for us to sit down and, you know, talk about your future.
Rachel: Right! Right! I-I actually meant in your spare time, do you cook? Do you ski? Or do you just hang out with your wife or girlfriend?
Chandler: I didnt know you read tea leaves.
Chandler: (to Rachel) Uh, Rach... I think I have something that belongs to you. (shows her the cuffs)
Woman No. 2: I thought you wanted to adopt your cat.
Joey: ..ah, what're you doing here? I've been trying to call you.
Rachel: Hi, Im Rachel Green. What can I do for you Joshua?
Ross: And I can even understand that you couldnt tell Rachel, but why couldnt you tell me, huh? You had all day to and you didnt.
Joey: Hey! Uh, this is just to give you an idea. Okay well, we can put screens here, (In front of the crib.) so that the baby has privacy, and-and-and maybe a mobile over the crib. And uhOh look! Heres a baby monitor (Holds it up), which until the baby comes we can use as walkie-talkies. Huh?
Joey: Can I ask you something? Uhm, what's it like there?
Monica: Youre not gonna mess it up.