words in movies
Joey: I meant female nudity. Alright? I don't need to see Lou Grant frolicking.
Ross: Alright, I've gotta go. C'mon, Marcel! C'mon! We're gonna go take a bath. Yes we are, aren't we? Yes, we are.
Joey: Alright alright. You're a monkey. You're loose in the city. Where do you go?
Rachel: Oh God... Okay. Alright. Alright. Okay. Ross, please don't hate me.
Joey: We can't, alright? (To the women) We're sorry. You have no idea how sorry, but... We promised we'd find this monkey. If you see him, he's about yea high and answers to the name Marcel, so if we could get some pictures of you, you'd really be helping us out.
Ross: Alright, I want my monkey.
Rachel: Alright. In high school I was the prom queen and I was the homecoming queen and the class president and you... were also there! But if you take this monkey, I will lose one of the most important people in my life. You can hate me if you want, but please do not punish him. C'mon, Luisa, you have a chance to be the bigger person here! Take it!
Rachel: Alright. Well then how about I call your supervisor, and I tell her that you shot my friend in the ass with a dart?
Ross: Alright. (He goes to get the glasses. Then he hesitates and turns off the main light. Rachel looks round and he acts surprised) The, uh, the neighbours must be vacuuming. (He sits down and starts to pour the wine) Well, so long as we're here and, uh, not on the subject, I was thinking about, uh, how mad we got at each other before, and, um, I was thinking maybe it was partially because of how we, um...
Rachel: Alright, c'mon! (Miserably) Let's play Twister!
Ross: Alright. (to Rachel): Your money's mine, Green.
DUNCAN: Oh, yeah, um, alright, I kinda need a divorce.
CHAN: Alright, OK, alright. But if we put on spandex and my boobs are bigger than yours, I'm goin' home.
MNCA: Alright.
MICH: Alright.
GUY: Alright, fine. [on the phone] I'll call you back. [hands the phone to her]
RACH: Alright, I got it Ross.
RACH: Alright, fine, you go ahead and you do that, alright Ross.
Frank Jr.: Alright, alright, alright. Remember what we talked about. When we're in a public place, there are certain rules.
PHOEBE: No it isn't, this is my dad, alright, I'll show you.
GRANDMOTHER: Alright, that is not your father, that's just a picture of a guy in a frame.
PHOEBE: Alright, here, you have to hold this. [hands Chandler a piece of paper]
CHANDLER: Alright.
CHANDLER: Alright, we're gettin' closer.
ROSS: Alright, alright, here's the chance. Monica give him cash, Rachel give him your earrings. Something, now, anything. MONICA: No, I will not cave. RACHEL: Yeah, I'm with Mon. ROSS: Alright, alright, you know how you say I never seize the day? Well, alright, even though he's your super, I'm seizing. [approaches Mr. Treeger] Mr. Treeger, here is 50 bucks, merry Christmas. [Gives him the cash.]
JOEY: Uh, listen Phoebs, I know you're not goin' in there but do you think it'd be alright if I went in and used his bathroom? Oh, that's fine, never mind. Cool, snow, kinda like a blank canvas.
CHAN: OK, look, that is one guy's opinion, alright. Phoebs, read yours.
JOEY: No, I'm alright man. Really.
JOEY: Hey no, seriously, I don't need you to pick me... [Fun Bobby picks Joey up off the ground, bounces him. Joey laughs.] Alright! It still works.
MNCA: Alright, here you go, sweetie. [hands Fun Bobby his coffee]
MNCA: Oh, he's sober alright. Just turns out that Fun Bobby was fun for a reason.
PHOE: Alright, don't say that. He's probably always been dull. You just, you know, set it free.
ROSS: Alright.
JOEY: I just... I just don't think that I want it that way though, y'know? I mean, let's say I do make it, alright? I'm always gonna look back and wonder if it was because of my talent or because of.. y'know, the Little General.
CHAN: It's alright. Is she good-looking?
JOEY: Alright... I've got to go shower. [leaves]
CHANDLER: OK that's not what he was doing. Alright, he was looking for his bus money.
ROSS: It's alright, it's no big deal.
ALL: Alright!
JOEY: Uhh, cause, uhh, I'm a neurosurgeon and that was clearly a case of, uh, uh, foodal chokage. Alright, look, I got to tell you something.
JOEY: OK, alright, the people who threw the water.
MONICA: They'r alright.
PHOEBE: Alright Monica, if there is something that you would like to share...
SUSIE: Alright mister, let's see those panties.
PHOEBE: Alright, now I will let go if you both stop.
CHANDLER: Alright, one of you give me your underpants.
MONICA: Alright, well I'm tearing the lettuce.
MONICA: Alright that's great, then just go. Go Knicks.
CHANDLER: No, I'm alright, thanks.
ROSS: OK, fine, well I'm not gonna watch, alright.
CHANDLER: Alright, alright, but you better be wearing clothes when I open my eyes.
RACHEL: Alright, just put your hands out and I'll back up into them.
MONICA: Alright.
INTERVIEWER: Alright, lets see if you're as good in person as you are on paper. Make me a salad.
DR. BURKE: Yeah, that's my job. Alright, look up. . . look down, now open your eyes, now look down. That's right, look into the light. Now look at me. . . OK. Your eyes look good. Those are good eyes.
TATTOO ARTIST: Alright, blonde girl, you're in room two, not so blonde girl, you're with me.
JOEY: Alright, well next time you take a shower, think about the last thing I wash and the first thing you wash.
Joey: (Whispering.) Pisst, Monica. Alright, we really need to start looking out for Rachel. Ill cover the front door. You watch that big hole at the back of the building and I got Chandler covering Ross.
ROSS: Alright, shall we?
RACHEL: Alright you guys, I'm takin' off my shirt.
MONICA: Alright.
JOEY: Alright, you want the truth? I'm thinkin' about it.
JOEY: No, we're alright.
JOEY: Alright, you're on. I can take two minutes out of my day to kick your ass.
RICHARD: I know, I know. Just hang in there, OK. OK, I'll go out first, alright.
JOEY: Alright, no peeking. No peeking, no peeking, no peeking.
PHOEBE: Oh, this is so nice. Alright I have to make a speech. I just wanna say that of all the guys that Monica has been with, and that is a lot, I like you the best.
JOEY: Alright look, that's it. I don't think we should see each other anymore, alright. Look, I know I should have told you this a long time ago but I am not Drake Remore, OK. I'm not even a doctor, I'm an actor. I just pretend to be a doctor.
EDDIE: Alright, here you go my friend. Eggs a-la Eddie, huh?
MONICA: Alright, I'll tell you what. I'll come get you in 5 minutes with some sort of um, kabob emergency.
EDDIE: Yeah alright, that sounds alright.
ROSS: Look, I know you don't want to hear this right now but, we've seen him in his new place, alright. And he's happy, he's, he's decorated.
JOEY: Hey, this isn't about juice anymore, alright man.
CHANDLER: Alright, so what's it about?
CHANDLER: No he's, he's alright, just uh, he spends most of his time in his room.
MONICA: Alright.
PHOEBE: Alright, so, what, he's not a famous tree surgeon? And then, I guess, OK, he doesn't live in a hut in Burma where there's no phones?
RICHARD: What? Alright, what about my two?
MONICA: Alright, before I tell you, uh, why don't you tell me how many women you've been with.
CHANDLER: [stares in disbeliefe] Yeah o-, OK, alright. [oven timer goes off] Doesn't matter, time for Baywatch.
MONICA: Alright, I tell you what, I'll give this to you now if you can tell me where we keep the dustpan.
ROSS: Alright, alright, ok. Bye.
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?
CHANDLER: Yeah alright. What're these, raisins?
DR. REMORE: Oh, ok. Alright.
MONICA: Huuh, alright, Danny Arshak, ninth grade. Oh, c'mon Rach, you know the bottle was totally pointing at me.
PHOEBE: Oh, alright, that's it, now I have to go see him.
ROSS: Yeah alright.
JOEY: Alright, just one. [she licks his hands rather emphatically] Wow, you're good at that.
BIG BULLY: Alright, let's take this outside.
CHANDLER: Alright, I'll tell you what, you call the couch and then, and then we'll call the couch, and we'll see who it comes to.
ROSS: Alright, that's it. I've had enough of this, alright. Gunther, these guys are trying to take our seat.
PHOEBE: Alright. So um, stilts huh?
PHOEBE: Alright, I'm, I'm gonna go. I'm sorry about the dog, everything. I'm sorry.
FRANK: Alright.
MONICA: Alright. If you guys don't want it to be special, fine. You can throw any kind of party you want.
FRANK: Cool, alright. So maybe, ya know, I could give you a call sometime, we could talk or somethin'.
ROSS: Alright.
CHANDLER: Alright, let's do this.
LITTLE BULLY: Alright.
PHOEBE: Alright, I can get you out.
JOEY: Hey I liked her, alright. Maybe, maybe too much. I don't know I guess I just got scared.
MONICA: Chandler could you at least send some women to my party? [buzzer goes off] Alright that's Ross.
CHANDLER: Alright, hang on a second there Custer.
MR. GREENE: Alright, that sounds like a two person job. [they walk into Rachel's bedroom]
ROSS: Scotch. Alright, I'll be back in 10 seconds with your scotch on the rocks in a glass.
GIRL 1: Alright, let me just get my coat.
MR. GREENE:Alright, alright, I can get my own coat.
PHOEBE: Alright, I'm sorry but these people needed me. They work hard all week, it's Saturday night, they deserve to have a little fun. Go.