words in movies
Joey: Hey, if you wanna grab a bite before work we'd better get acrimonious. No? Am I getting close?
Rachel: But I am going hunting!!
Charlie: So I am just so excited to be here. And I can't wait to start exploring the city!
Janice: Oh, Chandler, look. You and Monica are meant to have children. I am sure it's gonna be just fine.
Phoebe: You know what? You are right. I am gonna quit. It's time I took my life back!
Janice: Oh, my god, I am so glad you called me. I had the most supremely awful day.
Ross: Not that big a deal? It's amazing. Ok, you just reach in there, there's one little maneuver, and bam, a bra right out the sleeve. All right, as far as I'm concerned, there is nothing a guy can do that even comes close. Am I right?
Monica: Noooo! (Comes closer and whispers) I'm lying. I am so drunk.
Rachel: (to Monica and Phoebe) Oh my God, you guys, what am I doing? What am I doing? This is so un-me!
Monica: No, it is me! Y'know, I'm not just the person who needs to fluff the pillows and pay the bills as soon as they come in! Y'know, when I'm with her, I am so much more than that. I'm- I'm Monana!
Monica: I am not wrong.
Joey: Yes, I am. As of today, I am officially Joey Tribbiani, actor slash model.
Ross: Oh, please. I am not singing to your stomach, ok?
Rachel: (finishing the last of her drink) I am soo not going to do good on my SATs tomorrow.
Mrs. Bing: (on TV) Oh no, I am a fabulous mom! I bought my son his first condoms.
Chandler: I know I am.
Rachel: Okay. (Writes a little more) I am so hot!
Ross: 'Kay, wait a minute, are you sure she didn't say "When are you gonna grow up and realise I am your mom?"
Rachel: I mean, we are way past the fling thing, I mean, I am feeling things that I've only read about in Danielle Steele books, you know? I mean, when I'm with him, I'm totally, totally...
Paolo: Uh, I am, uh, being naked?
Ross: ...nauseous, I'm physically nauseous. What am I supposed to do, huh? Call immigration? (pauses, looks suddenly inspired) I could call immigration!
Paolo: Uh, I am, uh, to say good-bye.
Rachel: I am so sick of guys. I don't want to look at another guy, I don't want to think about another guy, I don't even want to be near another guy. (Ross crosses arms)
Phoebe: Yes. Yes! Fine! I am someone! You want me to say it? I have doubts! (Pause) I'm sorry! (Puts her head down.)
Phoebe: I know I am. That's why I can't wear a digital watch.
Chandler: Alright, so I'm back in high school, I'm standing in the middle of the cafeteria, and I realize I am totally naked.
Monica: I just can't believe you're in here. I mean, what am I gonna do without you? Who's gonna crash the embassy parties with me? Who's gonna take me to the Big Apple Circus?
Monica: (Tiny laugh) yep, that's me, (tiny laugh) I am that stupid (tiny laugh).
Susan: I am supposed to be the mommy?
Carol: What that woman... did. I am not doin that. Its just gonna have to stay in, thats all, everything will be the same, itll just stay in.
Nina: I am?
Monica: I am 26.
Chandler: (Looking down at her hand) Yes, yes I am. Err, listen, the reason that I called you in here today was, err... please dont hate me.
Monica: (Tiny laugh) I am really an idiot. (Tiny laugh) you see, I was filling out my friend's form, and instead of putting her information, (tiny laugh) I put mine.
Monica: (as Rachel) (Suddenly laughing) Oh, god, I am so spoiled... That's it!
Phoebe: Would you relax? I know what I am doing. This is how he wears it.
Rachel: (Resenting the truth) I am not a baby! You know what? I swear to god, just because you get so uptight every time we...
Rachel: Oh, I'm sorry. Oh, this is so stupid! I mean, I gave Barry up, right? I should be happy for them! I am, I'm happy for them.
Rachel: Oh, I am so sorry.
Woman: It's okay, it's okay, I'm here, I'm here. Sorry I'm late, okay, here I am. Who's the new tense girl?
Julio: Actually I ah, I am a poet.
Carol: I don't care. I am trying to get a person out of my body here, and you're not making it any easier.
Chandler: I know, I still am one of these.
Monica: (as Rachel) I am. I'm that stupid. (Little laugh.)
Monica: Windows are clean, candels are lit. Uh, belt's to tight, gotta change the belt. Did I turn the fish? (goes over to the kitchen to check on the dinner) No, cause I made lasagne. (to Rachel) Am I out of control?
Monica: Please! I am not as bad as Ross.
Ross: Oh, I am very in.
Luisa: You have no idea who I am, do you.
Joey: That's right I am! (Opens drawer and rummages through it. Rachel enters)
Mindy: No me, I am so sorry...
Ross: (to Rachel): OK, I am calling your seventeen. What do you got?
Barry: I'm sorry... I'm sorry, God, I am so sorry, I'm an idiot, I was weak, I couldn't help myself! Whatever I did, I only did because I love you so much!
Young Ethan: Well, if that's what you kids are calling it these days then, yes I am. I uh, I've kinda been waiting for the right person.
Carol: Am I allowed to drink anything?
Chandler: It is going to be perfect. I am taking her to her favorite restaurant. Im going to get her a bottle of the champagne that she really loves; therefore knows how expensive it is. Then when the glasses are full, instead of proposing a toast Im just gonna propose.
Phoebe: Yeah, yeah but I am not sure about some of the bra's I got.
Rachel: I forgot... I am supposed to pick up a friend at the airport. I am so sorry! I'm so... if you want to stay, and finish your drinks, please do.... (gives him her drink) I meanI'm sorry. I-I-I gotta go. I'm sorry.
JANICE: Yes, I am.
Hombre Man: I'm sorry. I am such a doofus. I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry.
PHOEBE: Well, it's not so much that you know, like I don't believe in it, you know, it's just...I don't know, lately I get the feeling that I'm not so much being pulled down as I am being pushed.
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.
ROSS: Oh, no no, I am.
RACHEL: I am. Let me just get my coat.
Chandler: No! (Calls) Danielle, hi! It's, uh, it's Chandler! (Listens) I'm fine. Uh, listen, I don't know if you tried to call me, because, uh, idiot that I am, I accidentally shut off my phone. (Listens) Oh, uh, okay, that's fine, that's great. (Listens) Okay. (Puts down the phone.) (to Monica) She's on the other line, she's gonna call me back. (He starts doing a little jig.) She's on the other line, she's gonna call me back, she's on the other line, gonna call me back...
ROSS: I don't know what to do. What am I gonna do? I mean, this, this is like a complete nightmare.
JOEY: Thank you. Wait wait wait wait, you see me again. Hang on, the guy's butt's blockin' me. There I am, there I am, there I am, there I am, there I am. . .
MONICA: What if my own baby hates me? Huh? What am I gonna do then?
PHOEBE: Oh! Oh my god. This is so exciting. How much am I gonna get?
RACHEL: [on phone] Ross, hi, it's Rachel. I'm just calling to say that um, everything's fine and I'm really happy for you and your cat who, by the way, I think you should name Michael. And, you know, ya see there I'm thinking of names so obviously, I am over you. I am over you and that, my friend, is what they call closure. [hangs up and tosses phone in the ice bucket]
ROSS: I am, uh, I am...
ROSS: Ok, just, just remember how crazy I am about you, ok?
ROSS: Yes, yes I am. And you are a....
ROSS: Yeah, it was, but...I get home, ok, and I see Julie's saline solution on my night table. And I'm thinking to myself, oh my god, what the hell am I doing? I mean, here I am, I am with Julie, this incredible, great woman, who I care about and who cares about me, and I'm like, what, am I just gonna throw all that away?
ROSS: Julie. Julie. That. Oh God. Julie, right. OK, I need to lie down. No, ya know, I'm gonna stand. I'm gonna stand, I'm gonna walk, I'm walkin' and I am standing. OK so you uh, and now wha... and now, now, now you're over me?
MR. TREEGER: No, the place is not open 'till Tuesday. Am I not saying it right.
FBOB: I am gonna try and quit drinking.
ROSS: Well, I am going to, uh... get a beverage. It was nice, nice... uh... meeting you.
ROSS: Yes, yes I am. Are you a, uh, a friend of Rachel's?
ERICA: No, no no no, you don't have to tell me anything. You don't have to explain yourself to me. Ooh, who am I to question the great Dr. Drake Remore?
ROSS: I am really not going. I don't get it. They already live together, why do they need to get married?
MRS GREEN: This is just so exciting. You know, I never worked. I went straight from my father's house to the sorority house to my husband's house. I am just so proud of you.
ROSS: No. Look, I told you I am not a part of this thing.
CHANDLER: I so am.
SUSIE: Um, so listen, how many times am I gonna have to touch you on the arm before you ask me on a date.
CHANDLER: Hey, stick a fork in me, I am done.
Susan: You get to be the baby's father. Everyone knows who you are. Who am I? There's Mother's Day, there's Father's Day, there's no... Lesbian Lover Day.
JOEY: Can we drop this? I am not interested in the guy's apartment.
CHANDLER: What am I gonna do, huh? [Joey walks in behind him]
MONICA: I am not.
RACHEL: OK, Ross, listen to me, I am not yours to save.
Young Ethan: I am telling you, up until I was, like nine, I thought that gunpoint was an actual place where crimes happen.
MICH: I don't know if Monica told you but this is the first date I've gone on since my divorce so, if I seem a little nervous, I am.
CHANDLER: Of course I am. I reject anyone who's crazy enough to actually go out with me, and then I bitch about the fact that there aren't any great women out there.
RICHARD: I am not telling you guys anything.
MR. GELLER: Am I supposed to stand here and listen to this on my birthday?
Rachel: Aww, Joey, come here. (She takes his hand.) Look honey, I know this must be really, really difficult for you and I--Oh, I'm sorry. Am I hurting you?
PHOEBE: Oh, I am sorry but I am incredibly talented.
Chandler: I think she looks cute. (Rachel turns around and stares at him angrily) ... but I am wrong!
Monica: Ok, for my next song I think I�ll sing something a little more upbeat. All right? Oh, how about the PointerSisters �I am so excited�. And make it bouncy!
ROSS: I am your friend.
RACHEL: Wow, I am so glad I'm not Monica right now.
Lydia: Hey, Knick fan, am I interested in your views on fatherhood? Uh, no.
DR. BURKE: Yeah, since the divorce, when anybody asks me how I am, it's always with a sympathetic head tilt. [demonstrating] 'How ya doin'? You OK?'
Ross: Of course he is! What, do you think Id just use my son as-as an excuse? What kind of father do you think I am?
CHANDLER: Man, I am so beat.