words in movies
Larry: Ahh that's the 2 points.
Chandler: Ahh, Merry Christmas; I miss you guys!
Joey: Ahh, wait, is Wendy the runner-up Miss Oklahoma?
Chandler: (flattered) Ahh...
Phoebe: So, here you are. It seems like yesterday I was talking to you in that little petri dish. Everyone said labor was the hardest thing I'd ever have to do, but they were wrong this is. Oh, I had the most fun with you guys! I wish I could take you home and see you everyday. Okay, I'll settle for being your favorite Aunt. I know Alice's sister has a pool, but you lived in me. Okay, so we're cool. Yeah, we're gonna be great. Little high fives! (Imitates the high fives.) Ahh! Ahh! Ahh! (One of the babies begins to cry.) Well, if you're gonna cry. (She starts crying.)
Rachel: Ahh, yes, I will have a glass of the Merlot and uh, (points to Rosss seat.) he will have a white wine spritzer. Woo! (Looks out the window.) Hey, look at that, the airports moving. (Realizes that thats not how it works.) Hey, are we moving?! Are we moving? Why are we moving? Hey, time-out, umm, yeah, does the captain know that were moving? (Sits back in defeat.) Oh my God. Oh, my gosh.
Phoebe Sr: But umm, youre right. I think that a person should know where they come from. Wh-which is why I ah, (pause) ahh, (pause) okay. Im your mother.
Joey: (frustrated) Ahh! There's gotta be a way. I mean, you know, if Monica and Chandler move out here and now Phoebe is married to Mike. That just leaves me and Ross and Rach, you know what I mean?
Chandler: Ahh, Gepeto, $5,000 dollars? Are you insane?
Phoebe: Oh this, well Im glad you asked. (She opens the case and removes a knife and an soda can.) Now, dont you hate it when you have to cut a tin can with an ordinary steak knife? (She efficiently cuts it in half.) Ahh! Now, I know what youre thinking
Joey: That's it! I'm tired of covering for you two! This has got to stop! (Realizes he still has the underwear in his hand.) Ahh! (Throws them towards Chandler's room.) And tighty-whiteys! What are you, 8?
MR. GELLER: Ahh, what's a little mid-life crisis between friends?
Pete: Her names Ann, shes a journalist. Ahh, we met on the plane. She asked me if she could finish off my peanuts, I thought she said something else, we had a big laugh. Yeah, I just, I mean I got, I got tired of waiting.
JOEY: Ahh, alright, alright, alright, I was young and I just wanted a job, OK. But at the last minute I couldn't go through with it so they let me be the guy who comes in to fix the copier but can't 'cause there's people havin' sex on it.
Chandler: Well, y'know two regulars. And ah one that barely qualifies as... (starts to kiss her again, but she gets up.) Ahh, what?
Chandler: Ahh yes, the messers become the messies!
Rachel: Oh. Im sorry. Im very sorry. Sorry. (She hums and sighs happily.) Its just, Im ahh, Im kinda excited. Im, ahh, going to London to ahh, tell this guy that I love him and... (He puts his headphones on to ignore her.)
JANITOR: Ahh, the bat. Ambassador of darkness, flitting out of his cave like a winged messenger, sightless spectre of the macabe.
Ross: Ahh, sorry, nothing you can do about it. Its one of my ah, rights as the ex-boyfriend. (closes his eyes again) Oop, oh yeah!
Chandler: Ahh, do you have any coconut flavoured deities?
CHANDLER: Ahh, I believe my exact words were, 'Flaign,en - sten'. I mean I didn't know what to say, how do you know if you wanna do it on an elevator?
Customer: (To Rachel) Ahh, miss? More coffee?
Joey: Come on Treeger, dont say that. You just ahh, you just need more practice. Here, come on, lets ahh, lets try it again. Come on. (they start dancing again) Plus, it was, it was probably mostly my fault, anyway. I mean, yknow, Im not really that comfortable dancing with a(Treeger throws him) We-he!! Hey!
MRS. GREENE: Oh well thank you. Such a gentleman. Thank you. [Chandler takes the hot pink coat and grimaces at it] Ahh, it all looks so nice, so festive, all the balloons... [Chandler, remembering that Joey and Mr. Greene are in the bedroom, throws her coat in a cupboard] The funniest thing happened to me on the way here. I was...[Joey peeks out]
Chandler: Ahh, Hotties of the Paleontology Department, theres a big selling calendar, eh?
JOEY: Ahh!
DUNCAN: Ahh, look at you, you look great.
MICH: Oh, that does sound. . .Ahh.
MR. TREEGER: Ahh, is it hot? My body always stays cool, probably 'cause I have so much skin. Hey, cheese!
MR. TREEGER: Ahh, if it was mistletoe, I was gonna kiss ya.
PHOEBE: Ahh, toilet seat covers! Is that what you were doing while I was getting gas?
ROSS: Ahh, oh that's OK, I mean, he's probably got, you know, parties to go to and stuff. But, ya know, he's moved on. Hey, that, that's the way it goes right.
LIPSON: Ahh, I'm afraid I have some bad news. Marcel has passed on.
RACHEL: Ahh, so do you, beautiful. [they hug]
MRS. GELLER: Ahh, are you hadsome.
CHANDLER: Ahh, so how many cameras are actually on you?
PHOEBE: Ahh.
Joey: Whoa-whoa, dont we need to do some kinda preparation first? Like ahh, get really drunk?
EVERYONE: Ahh.
PHOEBE: Ahh. OK, let's see yours again.
JOEY: Ahh.
JOEY: Ahh, you drive safe.
JOEY: Ahh. What the hell are you doing to me man.
JANITOR: Hmm, Lipson knows huh? Ahh, hello Mr. Opossum, enigma of the trees, upside-down denizen of the night, taunting gravity with...
Joey: Ahh!
Ross: Wooooooo, hehehe. Hey, ahh, you don't feel like you're gonna throw up, do ya?
JOEY: Ahh, forget about it, I'm havin' a ball. How's the apartment doin'
Ross: Ahh. (notices the table) Ooh, is this a ah, is this a bad time?
Ross: Ahh, no.
Ross: Yeah, little change in plans. Ahh, were gonna break-up instead.
Mr. Treeger:: Okay ahh, well, just ahh, follow my lead. (Turns on some music)
Carol: Ahh, nooo!!
Pete: Ahh, Id throw another thousand on that.
Rachel: Yeah. Ahh, heres a box of your stuff. (hands him a box)
The Salesman: Actually its, Vatican City. Now ahh, what do you know about vulcanised rubber?
Chandler: So, ahh, what kind of powers would Gold Man have?
Phoebe: Ahh, his work is done.
Joey: (sees hes watching Baywatch) Ohhh. (sees he still has the chick) Ahh! What are you doing?! I thought you were gonna take her back to the store today.
Joey: Oh, ahh, go to the window. Im wanna run down to the truck and show you something.
Joey: Well Ahh, (he sees Kate and the director kissing) yeah! Yeah, sure, a drink sounds great.
Monica: Ahh, Pete, the other day when you said you needed to talk, umm, just so I know, is it good news or bad news.
Rachel: (standing up) Ahh... Chandler's on the couch!!
Phoebe Sr: Ahh, yes.
Ross: Ahh, the one next to my foot. Sorry.
Chandler: Oh, ahh, no thanks, I just had an M&M.
Ross: Ahh, no, Im good.
Chandler: Ohh, she's pretty. Pretty ahh, pretty girl, the pretty--she's pretty.
Phoebe: Oh yeah, oh and I know, but this isnt what it looks like, cause Rick is my ahh, husband.
Mrs. Geller: Ahh, thats what your Grandmothers hands looked like when we found her.
Joey: Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Like-like when Im doing something exciting and I dont wanna get too excited, I just ahh, yknow try to thing of other things like ah sandwiches, and ah baseball, and ah Chandler!
Joey: All right, Im here, lets ahh, get this over with.
Joey: Hey, dont get religious on me, ok. (Ross looks a little confused.) A guy in your position needs to be a little better at relaxing. You know. Why do you think we have the comfortable chairs? Huh...come here sit down. (Ross sits down.) Ready? (Joey flips the foot rest up.) Ahh!! (He reclines the chair fully.) Ohh, yeah!! Huh?!
Mr. Treeger:: Ahh, forget it! Ill never be any good at this, my mom was right, Im just a big potato with arms, and legs, and a head.
Mr. Treeger:: No, I ahh, had another idea.
Drew: Ahh, I just got out of a big relationship, Im not looking for any thing serious.
Mr. Treeger:: Ahh, thanks but no. You see I-I think Im ready to dance with girls.
Interviewer: So it looks like youve got some great experience here. Lets see ahh, reason for leaving last job?
Susan: Ahh!
Chandler: Ahh, come on! Yknow whatyknow what, I think Im just gonna go home and call Kathy.
Mark: Ahh! Fair, schmair! Y'know? Look, if you want to get back at Ross, I am here for you. Really? No-no, I say-I say, I say we get back at him right on this couch. Right here!
Ross: Ahh.
Rachel: Ohh, please! Cooking soothes me. (They kiss.) Ahh. So, dig in!
Chandler: Ahh, so how many cameras are actually on you?
Mr. Waltham: Ahh, then you have to give us the lawn ornaments.
Mrs. Geller: Ahh, are you hadsome.
Phoebe: Just kidding. Ahh!
Joey: Ahh, the babies miss me?
Chandler: Ahh, you know what? That is....Who wouldnt want you?
Joey: Ahh Pheebs, you know youre still my number one girl.
Chandler: So, ahh, how are ya? How ya...How ya... You okay?
Passenger: Ahh, ahh, excuse me.
Ross: Ahh, whoo-hoo!!(He runs back out the door.
Chandler: Ooh! Ahh, Pheebs, was gonna tell a story.
Joey: Hey, best man number two, Joey Tribbiani. Now Im not good with the jokes like Chandler here. Boy...but ahh, I just want to say congratulation to the happy couple. I first met Ross in this coffee house back home...Home...New York City...Where everybody knows my name. Well anyway, I love you guys. (pointing at everyone.) But not as much as I love America. (Looking at Chandler.) Could we please..go home now?
Chandler: Ahh, no thanks. No chicken, bye-bye then.
Joey: Ahh, I'm gonna go get some chicken. Want some?
PHOEBE: No. This game is grotesque. Twenty armless guys joined at the waist by a steel bar, forced to play soccer forever. Ahh, hello, human-rights violation.
Chandler: Ah! Ahh!! Ahh!!
Joey: Ahhoy! That was the underwear I was wearing that night in London. Right Monica?
Ross: No! Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah! You can have this back when the five pages are done! (After Joey walks past, Ross throws the ball down in pain.) Ahh! (Chandler shows him the burn spots on his oven mitts.)
Janice: I know! I know! And then you lose your apartment! And then you lose your job! And then your ex-wife gets married so fast! And now the coffeeahh!! Ross, we need to talk.