words in movies
Chandler: There is nothing like the support of your loving wife, huh?
Ross: I went thru this with Ben and Carol. One cup of coffee won't affect your milk.
Chandler: Okay, I have news. You don't have to move to Tulsa. You can stay here and keep your job.
Rachel: Yeah well, not anymore I can't. He fired us! What are we gonna do? We have to find a pediatrician. Wait wait, Monica said that when you guys were growing up, you really liked your doctor. What was his name?
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?
Mary Ellen Wait, is your mom okay?
Chandler: Does he say that before he sticks his thermometer in your touchy?
Woman: Wow, so your child is a big fan of the Waldo books too?
PHOEBE: So, um, have you told your parents?
Phoebe: (To Ross) Saved your ass.
Ross: Just one uh, one additional relationship thought. Probably something your already familiar with, uh, women talk! (smacks Chandler over the head with a magazine)
Chandler: Ah. Your own brand of vigilante justice.
Mr. Zelner: If I in any way implied that I wanted to buy your baby I am sorry. Okay? Last week when I asked you when your due date was uh, I certainly did not mean that I felt that I was due your baby. Yeah, I want to be very clear that I understand that its your baby, and it is not mine to purchase.
Monica: Oh, friends first, drunk in London, you know the story. I've got a better question for you: Do you or any of your blood relatives have diabetes?
Ross: Im just thinking about your new bride at home. Okay? Do-do you really want to start your life together by letting her down?
Monica: Honey, Im going to put my hand in your pocket!
Janice: By the way, Chandler. I cut you out of all my pictures. So if you want, I have a bag with just your heads.
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.
The Fireman: We found your fire alarm in the trash chute.
Second Dorm Guy: Put your balloons down!
David: Still you know, a girl calls you by your ex-boyfriend's name, that-that's not a good thing, right?
Monica: Forget it. Not after your cousin who could belch the alphabet.
Rachel: (on the phone) No, no, no, Im looking at a purchase order right here and it clearly states that we ordered the Rivera bikini in a variety of sizes and colours. And.... (listens) What does it matter, what Im wearing?! Can I please speak to your supervisor? (listens) Thank you. (to Sophie) Were holding.
Monica: Your mother told you this?
Phoebe: No-No! You need your sleep. Night-night! Shh! (She closes the partition.)
Monica: Hey Ross, maybe if your skin was lighter. Your teeth wouldnt look so bright.
Rachel: Mrs. Kay! Oh yeah, she was sweet. She taught me Spanish. I actually think I remember some of it, tu madre es loca. (I think thats your mothers crazy.)
Mischa: (to Phoebe, very quickly) Eh, he said, thank you very much, he thinks you look very pretty tonight, your hair, golden like the sun. (to Monica) So you're a chef?
Richard: Could you uh, could you lower your script? I need to see your face so I can uh, play off your reaction.
Ross: Where exactly is your zoo?
Janice: Although, I have enjoyed the fact that, uh your shirt's been stickin' outta your zipper ever since you came back from the bathroom.
Phoebe: Ooh. Oh. It looks like, like a tiny little person drowning in your cereal. (Ross gives her this look, like 'Yeah, doesn't it', and gets up to dump it down the drain.)
Phoebe: Hi, Ben. I'm your father. I am... the head. Aaaaaahhhh.... (puts picture down, sees Ross staring at her) Alright, this barbecue is gonna be very fun.
Phoebe: Yeah, oh Im sorry, it must be really hard to hear! I tell ya, its a lot easier having three babies play Bringing in the Noise, Bringing in da Funk on your bladder! Im so sick of being pregnant! The only happiness I get is from a cup of coffee, which of course is decaf, causeOh! Im pregnant!
Young Ethan: All right, look. I've gotta tell you something. I'm not 17. I only said so that you'd think I was cute and vunerable. I'm actually 30, I have a wife, I have a job, I'm your Congressman. Monica, this is ridiculous, we're great together. We can talk, we make each other laugh, and the sex. Oh, man, okay i have no frame of graft, but I thought that was great.
RACH: And ya know what, now I've got closure. [Rachel slams the door and locks it. She sits down, visibly upset. She puts her head in her hands and begins to cry. Ross comes back and is standing outside the window. When Rachel regroups and gets back up to finish closing, she sees him. She smiles. She goes to open the door and can't get the lock undone.] ROSS: Try the bottom one. [She opens the door and they kiss.] [Scene: Chandler and Joey's apartment. Chandler answers the door to find Monica.] CLOSING CREDITS CHAN: Monica, it's 6:30 in the morning. We're not working out, it's over. MNCA: No way, with one pound to go, c'mon. We're workin', we're movin', we're in the zone we're groovin'. CHAN: OK, I don't, I don't mind the last pound. OK, in fact I kind of like the last pound. OK, so don't make me do anything that I'll regret. MNCA: Ooh, what'cha gonna do, fat boy, huh? What? CHAN: Nothing, except tell you, uh, I think it's wonderful how much energy you have. MNCA: Well, thanks. CHAN: I mean, especially considering how tough it's been for you to find work. MNCA: Well, you know. CHAN: You know, I mean, you can't tell your parents you were fired because they'd be disappointed. MNCA: [sad] Uh-huh. CHAN: And it's not as if you have a boyfriend's shoulder to cry on. MNCA: Well no, but um. CHAN: I mean, if it were me, I think I'd have difficulty just getting out of bed at all. MNCA: Y'know, I try to stay positive. . . CHAN: So, you feel like goin' for a run? MNCA: Alright. CHAN: Because, you know, you don't have to. If you want, you could just take a nap right here. MNCA: OK. Just for a little while. CHAN: OK. [Puts an afghan over her and dances into his room]
Charity guy: You know what? It's not your decision anymore.
Joey: All right Pheebs, stick out your plate!
Monica: No way! You had your party, now I have mine! Is everything alright?
Chandler: I am your friend, and I am not gonna let you do this!! (Ross is now dragging Chandler and the foosball table to the door) You are surprisingly strong!
Ross: Okay. I can, I can see that. Umm, but I think if you give me umm, one chance I can, I can change your mind.
Ross: So Pheebs, how long is your mom gonna be with us?
Chandler: Hi, Im Chandler. Your live-in boy
Doug: Bing! (Chandler stands bolt upright and turns around to face him.) Read your Computech proposal, a real homerun. (He goes to slap his butt, but Chandler slides over making him miss.) Ooh. Barely got ya that time, get over here. Come on. (Chandler goes over) Wham! (slaps him on the butt) Good one. That was a good one. (to a couple of Chandlers co-workers) Keep at it team. (goes into his office)
Rachel: Yeah but, hes not your type.
Ross: Was your basket on top?
All: (admitting) Saw your head. Saw your head.
Ross: Even if the sidecar had a windscreen so your hair wouldnt get messed up?
Chandler: Out of curiosity, what is your secret ingredient?
Mrs. Geller: Ahh, thats what your Grandmothers hands looked like when we found her.
Ross: Oh, is that funny?! Oh, you-you find that funny?! Well maybe Chandler should know some of your secrets too!
Tom: Hi, you're Chandler Bing, right? I'm Tom Gordon, I was in your class.
Phoebe: If we are not doing it together, we're not doing it at all! So, say goodbye to your tickets! (She holds out the bowl, and makes as to drop the tickets on the street).
ROSS: [reading his list] Ok, ok, number one: The way you cry at game shows. Number two: how much you love your friends. Number three: the way you play with your hair when you're nervous. Number four: how brave you are for starting your life over. Number five: how great you are with Ben.
Monica: By the way, Ross dropped by a box of your stuff.
Rachel: Okay Monica, what are you doing? You're gonna lose your job! This is not you!
Monica: Oh! I hate that guy! I mean come on kid! Pull up your pants!
Joey: (on phone) Well, so anyway Beth, what Im saying is I shouldve considered your feelings before I went home with you that night. Ive ah, Ive recently learned whats it like to be on your side of it, and Im sorry. So, do you think you can forgive me? (listens) Great. Thanks. Okay, bye. (He sits down and crosses out something, and dials the phone again.) Hello, Jennifer? (listens) Oh hi, Mrs. Loreo, is Jennifer there? (listens) Oh, shes not home huh? (listens) Well ah, actually I kinda need to talk to you too.
Monica: You said your boss wants to buy your baby?!
Monica: Good. What made you change your mind?
Ross: Hey Pheebs, could you please not put your feet up on my new (On Rachels glare) old sheet?
Phoebe: (on phone) Hello? (Listens) Yes, Im the one who found your phone.
Phoebe: The most popular Phoebe in tennis is called the overhand Phoebe. And if you win, you must slap your opponent on the Phoebe and say, "Hi, Phoebe!"
Monica: Phoebe, you're gonna be with your grandma?
Quartet: (singing) And you know who will be there to support... you?! Your one and only boyfriend...
Ross: I dont know, aheh, yours was the first name that-that popped into my head, Im Im sorry. I-I didnt think it would matter.
Monica: Rach, here's your mail.
The Salesman: Okay, I-I get the picture. Uh, thanks, for your time. (Starts to leave)
Joey: Come on. Come on. Alright, ready, look! (in a low voice) Oh... Ross.... you get me so hot. I want your lips on me now.
Cecilia: Oh youre right. Thank you! Whats your name again?
Ross: Hey, what took you guys so long? Your cab left when ours did!
Chandler: Nope! Because Im not your boyfriend. (to Phoebe, whos entering) Hey Pheebs, how did it go?
Monica: (Doesn't believe what she's hearing) Was your cabin pressurised?
Joey: Chandler, you have to start getting over her. All right, if you play, you get some fresh air, maybe itll take your mind off Janice, and if you dont play, everyone will be mad at you cause the teams wont be even. Come on.
The Instructor: Let me get this straight man, you attacked your ex-wife?!
Monica: Oh honey, were close now but you-you wouldnt believe the years of-of nugies, and wedgies, and flying wedgies, and atomic wedgies, and....(Phoebe shakes her head like she doesnt understand) Thats where the waistband actually goes over your head.
MRS GREEN: I'm uh, considering leaving your father.
Ross: Look, you guys don't need me here taking up your space.
Phoebe: About how good your cards were.
Charlie: Oh my God! (pauses) I'm your groupie!
Rachel: But you said that you liked him! I mean what happened?! Did ya just change your mind?!
Phoebe: Oh thats all right. Im still full from your homemade potato chips.
Rachel: OK... see your two... and I raise you twenty. (throws it in)
MRS. GELLER: Richard. Richard. Your son isn't seeing anyone is he?
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.
Ross: Are you angry at me because I said your handwriting is childlike?
Phoebe: Okay, all right, so, your in a meadow, millions of stars in the sky....
Tag: It wasnt on your list, but hopefully youll think its really fun.
Ken: (reading off his card) "A donation has been made in your name to the New York City Ballet".
Chandler: Love your condoms my man.
Missy: Sure, he was in your "band"? (she air quotes band)
{Note: Does anyone else want to smack Ross right about now? Raise your hands. Okay, put them down before you stink out the person next to you.}
Joey: Hey, how much cash do you got in your pocket right now?
Chandler: I wasnt trying to open your closet! I wasnt trying to open your closet! I swear! (Running into the kitchen and sees its Joey.)
Rachel: Y'know what, just give me a second and I'll be out of your hair. I'm just gonna grab a jacket. When I get back, I want every little detail. (There's a knock on the door.) Maybe that's him. (Goes to answer the door.)
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!!
Rachel: No! No! Seriously, whats wrong with the dog?! Wait a minute, what are you doing home so early? What happened to your date?
Ross: Aww, Pheeb, come on isnt there any relative that would have the recipe? What about, what about your sister?
Ross: Wh-wh-what line? The line that prompted a student in my last class of the day to say uh, (In a college frat boy voice) "Dude, dont you ever was your face?"
Mrs. Geller: Its nothing, its just that now your Father owes me five dollars.
Monica: Wait a minute...Joey. Joey you can't ask her out, she's your roommate. It-it'll be way too complicated.
Phoebe: I-I, came to fill your ice cube trays.
Monica: Well, I was going for wrong, but we can use your word.
JANITOR: Oh, yeah, right. There was a break-in, few months back, inside job. Your monkey was taken.
Joey: Oh, yknow what? Its probably just your burnin loins.
Chandler: No, no, no... They're really yours. We... found them in your old room.
Rachel: (laughs) Oh, I'm sure gonna miss pretending to laugh at your weird jokes that I don't get.
Rachel: Okay, you hard worker! Ill remember to put that in your evaluation.