words in movies
Joey: (to Chandler) And I ah, borrowed some of your cologne. I hope she likes it.
Hold Voice: Please, stay on the line. Your call is important to us.
Hold Voice: Thank you for your patience, youre the next caller.
Tommy: Can-can we take a look at your ticket?
Lauren: Oh, yeah! I-I ran into you in the hallway in your building. It was right after I slept with Joey. He dumped me the next day.
The Director: Kate Millers awkward and mannered portrayal is laughable. (Kate walks away depressed.) Badda-badda-badda. Ah-ha! Here it is! The direction by Marshal Talmant is (stops, reads it again, and throws down the paper in disgust) Thank you, boys and girls, youve ruined my life. Please, stuff your talentless faces with my Mothers crab cakes! (starts to leave) Excuse me!!
Hold Voice: Thank you for your patience, youre the next caller.
Phoebe: Oh, okay, yeah. (to Monica) I put your stuff in her room, and her stuff in your room.
The Director: (entering, drunk) I am hurt! (to Joey and Kate) A plague on both your houses! (walks away)
Joey: (Checks to see if shes drooling on his shirt.) Okay. Okay, okay, hey. (Lays her down and covers her with a blanket.) There we go, lets get your feet up there. (Looks at her) Good night, Kate. Sweet dreams. (Picks up a garbage can) Im gonna put this can right here in case you have to hurl.
Phoebe: Im so, so, so sorry, Joey. I definitely am gonna see youre play. I swear youre play is very important to us, thank you for your patience. Youre play is the next play is the next play Im gonna see.
Rachel: (not seeing Ross) Whats your favourite thing about summertime?
Rachel: Tommyyyy! Say, whats your favourite thing about summer?
Joey: Yeah, I guess it is. (sees Kate is watching, he turns Lauren so that he can talk directly to Kate, but still look like he is talking to Lauren) Listen, I ah, I gotta say good bye, and-and I gotta say it quick cause this is killing me. One thing you gotta know, is that I will never forget you. But, youve got things you have to do now, and so do I. And so Im gonna get on this spaceship, (smoke starts pouring in from the ceiling, and a ladder comes down, with flashing, colored lights on the side of it) and Im gonna go to Blargon 7 in search of alternative fuels. But when I return, 200 years from now, youll be long gone. But I wont have aged at all. (gets on the ladder) So you tell your great-great-granddaughter to look me up, because Adrienne, baby, Im gonna want to meet her.
Phoebe: Okay, this is from your friend at work.
MR. GELLER: Some of your old stuff.
Receptionist: Ok well, I'll call you as soon as your massage therapist is ready.
Rachel: Well, that-thats not your choice. Happy Halloween!
Ross: Your joke? Well, I think the Hef would disagree, which is why he sent me a check for one hundred ah-dollars.
Chandler: Remember that really cold morning, you woke up and those dogs were licking your face?
Monica to Amy: So. Welcome. Is this your first time you're seeing Emma?
The Cooking Teacher: I think you should give him your star.
The Interviewer: You mustve had your hands full.
Ross: Yeah-yeah, except Apollo 8 didnt actually land on the moon. But you-you-you could write that umm, your love lets me orbit the moon twice and return safely. (Apollo 8 was the first one that orbited the moon and the one that read the Christmas Story from the orbit of the moon on Christmas Eve, 1968. They also took the famous Earthrise picture of the Earth rising over the moon.)
Mr. Geller: Oh, well, I, I guess it musta been the day after you were born. We were in the hospital room, your mother was asleep, and they brought you in and gave you to me. You were this ugly little red thing, and all of a sudden you grabbed my finger with your whole fist. And you squeezed it, so tight. And that's when I knew.
Ross: Okay! (Walks away from him.) Umm, I uh, Im your teacher. Im sorry, youre-youre a student and I-and I like women. In spite of what may be written on the backs of some of these chairs.
Estelle: Joey! Its Estelle! Great news, I was able to get you and one guest tickets to your premiere.
Ross: All right, the score is nine to eight in favor of the guys. Ladies if you miss this the game is theirs, pick your category.
Monica: Well, Im never gonna listen to you again, thats for sure! (Mimicking her.) "Yknow, harm can it do if you go and put your name down?"
Ross: (on the phone) Yes, hello. I have a question. Umm, I used your pen to draw on my friend's face. (Listens) A beard and a moustache. (Listens and laughs) Thank you. (Rachel turns around and glares at him.) No, she didn't think so. (Listens) I know it's like (turns and sees Rachel staring at him and quickly changes the subject) anyway, umm well make-up didn't cover it and we've tried everything to get it off and nothing's worked. What-what do we do? (Listens) Yeah. (Listens) Uh-huh. (Listens) Yeah. (Listens) Oh! Okay. (Listens) Okay, thank you! (Rachel gets excited at his tone.) (Hangs up the phone) Yeah, it's not coming off.
Chandler: No, we'll-we'll bring it back! Just put it under your dress.
Monica: Is your team winning hon?
Joey: Uh, for your information, since they hired a very hot weather girl.
SUSIE: I'll be there, and who knows, if things go well, maybe this time I'll get to see your underwear.
Rachel: Hey-hey-hey thats funny! Your funny Chandler! Your a funny guy! You wanna know what else is really funny?!
Joey: (staring at the ice sculpture) How bad do you want to stick your tongue on that? (They all glare at him)
Mr. Thompson: Your generous contribution brings us a big step closer to building the youth center.
Phoebe: Yeah, not in your case Lovey Loverson. (Tries to take a bite out of Rosss cookie.)
Ross: No! No! LookHey, enough is enough! Look, I am sorry that you feel guilty or whatever about spending time with your new mom, but this is not your old mom. This is a cat! Okay, Julio the cat! Not mom! Cat!
Chandler: Why is there jelly on your shoe?
Phoebe: Cliff, do you really believe that a character from a TV show was here in your room?
Amy: I don't believe this, hold on a second. You guys die and I don't get your baby?
Phoebe: Oh, I thought this was your party and it turns out its a party for Howard. He's just the sweetest little man! (A guest walks up to her.)
Joey: Oh-no, dont try and talk all normal with that thing in your ear.
Chandler: Wow! You look just like your son Mrs. Tribbiani!
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.
Monica: Damnit! Damnit!! Heres your fifty bucks! (Pays Phoebe.)
Chandler: Your parents caught Ross smoking pot in college and he blamed it on me!
Monica: Because your all gonna make up fake specials and make me cook them like you did the other night?
Chandler: Yeah or also when you don't have somebody breathing down your neck ALL THE LIVE LONG DAY!!
Rachel: Will you stop calling it your apartment!
Ross: I'll do it. Hey, whatever you need me to do, I'm your man. (He starts to sit down on the bed. There's one problem though, he's about two feet to the left of it. Needless to say, he misses and falls on his butt.) (Looking up at Joey.) Whoa-oh-whoa! Are you, are you okay?
Rachel to Emma: Oh Emma. This is going to be your first Thanksgiving. What are you thankful for? Mommy's bobbies.
Joey: Cut it out Ross! I hate to have to save your life and kick your ass in the same day!
Rachel: Ross, you guys went out once. You took your kids to Chucky Cheese, and you didn't even kiss her.
Rachel: Hey! Oh right, tonight was your party.
Phoebe: Yeah I know what I wanted to ask you. Um, can you roll your tongue? Because I can, and my Mom couldnt, and I thought y'know, I figured that was something I got from our Dad.
Rachel: Oh, I'm sorry, did my back hurt your knife?
Amy: No, I'm not talking about you. <to Rachel> It was your fat friends brother with that bad afro, do you remember?
Monica: Breaks your heart doesnt it
(Notices Ross looking at him and stops. Ross gives him his 'quiet down' maneuver. Okay, this may take a while to explain, so center this on you screen and place your hands about a foot apart with your fingers together and pointing straight up. Now take you fingers and point them at the other hand and making a 90-degree angle with each of your hands and the first knuckle counting up from the wrist. Now take your right hand, no your other right (that was for the dyslexics), and lower it a couple of inches, so that the fingers are pointing at your wrist. Now take your arms and keeping the elbows bent and your hands in front of you spread out your arms, kinda like making a bird's wing. Now hunch your shoulders over and move you hands up and down as if you are trying to tell some one to turn it down. That's Ross 'quiet down' maneuver. Well, there is an accompanying face, but I don't want to try and describe it as well.)
Joanna: Because if you feel uncomfortable with your friend dating someone you work for, there are always ways to fix...that.
Rachel: Joey, I think everyone saw the wine come out of your nose.
Ross: Yeah! Yes! Thank you! This is great. Thank you so much. And I swear, your kid is going to have the time of his life.
Monica: Have you lost your mind? Chandler, this isn't about me! This is about you and all your weird relationship commitment crap!
Quartet: (singing) Congratulations on your first week at your brand new job! It won't be long before your the boss.
Joey: Hey! No! Get your France-going-arms away from me. (He walks out, and Rachel follows him)
Chandler: Okay, I have news. You don't have to move to Tulsa. You can stay here and keep your job.
Mike: Hey, so are you sure your ready to go.
Ross: Come on, finish your enchilada.
Phoebe: Wow. Where is your luggage? (David thinks for a while)
PHOEBE: So your brother's straigh huh? Seriously.
Ross: O is for "oh, wow!" The V is for this very surprising turn of events, which I'm still fine with by the way. E is for how extremely normal I find it. That you two are together. And now one day you might get married and have children of your own.
Ross: Yeah, see, we-we-we have to stop across the hall, because its my sister. But, uh, uh yknow actually, growing up with a sister was nice because it really helped me understand women. Yeah, you-you should tell your friends that.
Phoebe: Im sorry I wont be able to make it to your imaginary wedding, but Im really busy that day. Yeah, I already have a unicorn baptism and a leprechaun bar mitzvah.
Dina: Do you ever worry that youll be walking and your baby will just like slip out?
Joey: Chandler, control your woman!
Chandler: Get ready to run. (Chandler walks over to the new bride.) Congratulations on your wedding. (He grabs her, kisses her, Ross takes the picture, and they both run out.)
Phoebe: (reading from the note) Good-bye Phoebe and Ursula. Ill miss you. P.S. Your Mom lives in Montauk. You just wrote this!
Judge: Now it also says here that you lied about your sexual preference before marriage?
Monica: Hey, Rach. How was it with your friends? (She and Phoebe scream.) Okay! How would you like some Tiki Death Punch? (She pours the contents of the blender into some glasses.)
RACHEL: Yes you do. You think of it as your apartment, and I'm just somebody who rents a room.
Monica: Oh, well... That had been your window.
Director: Okay, and listen don't forget to bring your jazz shoes for the dance audition.
Phoebe: There's your movie! <claps>
Chandler: Okay, here is the thing. We have thrown a very formal surprise party for you in there! All of your friends are in there and your parents!
Rachel: (exasperated) Yes, Chandler, that's exactly what it is. It's your hair.
Phoebe: Good for you! And hey, I thought your paper on punctuated equilibrium in the Devonian era was top notch!
Monica: Yeah, you were, but you decided to make salmon because you had some left over at the restaurant. And then you realised if you (Points at Rachel) bitched about it, then you (Points to herself) would stop cooking, and you (Points at Rachel) would have to make your famous baked potato and Diet Coke.
Rachel: So-so, you missed a message from who? Chandler or your mom? Or Chandler? Or your mom?
Rachel: No, its Ross. Its Ross. You like Ross. (He just shakes his head.) Oh daddy, I hope youre okay with all of this. I mean think about it, this is a good thing. Youre gonnaThis is your first grandchild! Youre gonna be a poppy!
Rachel: Don't you have a laundry room in your building?
Gary: Well you're fingerprints were all over my badge so I just ran it through the computer and this was listed as your last known address so I just checked it out.
Ross: Yknow what, I dont know how comfortable I am going to see how hot the sex is between some guy and your girlfriend.
Ross: Okay. Now-now-now should I climb down your front so were face to face or-or should I climb down your back so were-were butt to face.
MR. GELLER: Your mother's right. Take her, you can wear my tux.
Charlie: Actually, you know, Joey is your friend, and you don't really know me that well; it would be weird.
Mrs. Bing: Now Chandler dear, just because your father and I are getting a divorce it doesn't mean we don't love you. It just means he would rather sleep with the house-boy than me.
Rachel: No. Not-not for me, but why dont you take off your sweater?
Hums While He Pees: Me too! Im sorry that guy in the subway licked your neck.
Chandler: OK, Pheebs, your turn.
Receptionist: Phoebe, your next client's in the waiting room.
Ross: C'mon, Chandler, I love your mom. I think she's a blast.
Chandler: Honey I... I love your breasts the way they are!
Joey: What?! He got to do it at your first wedding!
Rachel: Uh-hmm, uh-hmm, yeah, yeah, I really liked your hands.
Chandler: Your thoughts? Plural?
Phoebe: No, what's more important, your friends or money?
Parker: Why dont all of you tell me a little about your self?
Monica: Ready for your birthday lunch?
MRS. GREENE: Sweetheart, you obviously have a problem. You've chosen a boyfriend exactly like your father.
Mr. Geller: Of course. Ill always be your dad.
Rachel: It's impossible to find a good doctor. I mean, how do you know the good ones from the ones who are gonna push their penis against your knee?
Monica: Ross, is he gonna live with you, like, in your apartment?