words in movies
Monica: Oh my God!
Rachel: Well, apparently she caught him cheating on her with someone else. Isnt that sad? (Giggles.) God, could you imagine if I actually married him?! I mean how different would my life be?
Ross: (recognizing her) Oh my God! Rachel Green?
Joey: Oh dear God, let me think. (Starts to sarcastically think about it.)
Monica: (gets up and gasps) Oh my God! Rachel!! (Rachel is stunned to see that her long lost friend is still fat.) (Monica goes over and gives Rachel a big bear hug, which is quite easy for her.) You look terrific!
Monica: Oh my God, sit down! Sit down! How long as it been since weve seen each other?
Rachel: (interrupting him and seeing Joey) Oh my God! Joey Tribbiani from Days of Our Lives, just walked in here!
Monica: Oh my God!
Joey: Oh my God, Im sorry, Im being so rude. (Turns to Rachel.) Rachel, would like a soda or something? Because Chandler would run right out and get it.
Monica: Oh my God! Thats great! Oh wow! (Hugs him.) Youre a published writer! I wish I had a present for you!
Joey: Oh my God! Thats great! Congratulations! Whats the story?!
Rachel: Oh my God! Youre a 30 year old virgin!
Rachel: Oh my God!! Do it!! Honey, youve waited long enough!!
Phoebe: Thank God.
Dr. Wesley: Good-bye and God speed, Hope Brady.
Rachel: (very relived) Oh! Thank God!
Rachel: Okay. (Starts to go.) God yknow, if someone told me a week ago that I would be peeing in Joey Tribbianis apartment
Chandler: With Roger? (Monica shyly looks away.) Not just with Roger?! (Monica shrugs.) Oh my God!
Chandler: Oh my God!
Rachel: (groans) Oh God. Oh I cant believe Joey Tribbiani heard me throw up!
Rachel: Noo! Oh God we didwe didnt, we didnt uhh
Rachel: God Im just a horrible person.
Rachel: (seeing the ring and gasping) Oh my God, they let you keep that stuff?!
Rachel: Ohh! My God! Barry!!
Ross: She is not (Realizes) Shes gay. Oh my God. She is so gay! I cant believe this.
Monica: Well, if you think about it, I am kind of like a Reverend. I mean, as a chef, I serve God, by feeing the hungry and poor. (looks very convinced about what she just said)
Monica: Oh my God!
Ross: (answering the phone) Hello? (Listens) Hey Mon, hows the packing going? (Listens) Ben? Hes fine. Yeah, hes rightOh my God! (He looks over at the fake Ben and notices that the head has fallen off.) Get your head of your shirt there son! (He tries to push the pumpkin through the neck hole.) What? (Listens) Yeah, its a pumpkin. Ill come pack.
Emily: Oh God.
Janice: Oh, my god, I am so glad you called me. I had the most supremely awful day.
Chandler: God!! (Sits down in disgust.) What am I gonna do?!
Chandler: Oh my god!
Parker: What a beautiful place. What a great night! I have to tell you, being here with all of you in Event Room C I feel so lucky. I think of all the good times that have happened here. The birthdays, the proms, the mitzvahs both bar and bat, but none of them will compare with tonight! My God, I dont want to forget this moment! Its like I want to take a mental picture of you all! Click! (He takes a mental picture of them all.)
Mrs. Waltham: Oh my God, Phoebe.
Rachel: Oh my God! We are throwing the most depressing baby shower ever!
Monica: Oh my God, Rachel! Hi!
Chandler: Dear God! This parachute is a knapsack! (throws himself over the back of the chair he was sitting in)
Monica: Oh my God! You own an Italian restaurant and you think that tastes good?! Where are you even from?
Phoebe: Oh my God! I killed him! I killed another one! And this curse is getting stronger too, to bring down something that big.
Rachel: Oh God, I really had a good time!
Ross: You think?! God, I, ah, Im in hell. I mean what, what am I gonna do? Rachels all like, I love you and, and lets work on this. And all I can think about is, What is she gonna do? What is she gonna say? when I tell her what I did.
Monica: My God! Chandler, we said be 'aloof' not 'a doof'.
Monica: Oh my God, you cant even see where the Titanic hit it.
Monica: Oh my God! You're water broke!
Phoebe: Oh my God!
Phoebe: Oh my God, she's so stupid!
Phoebe: All rightOoh! Oh dead God, save me!
Monica: Oh my God. Youre even dumber than I am!
Phoebe: Oh my God!
Joey: Oh my God.
Rachel: Oh my God!! You just ruined the thing I was practicing the whole way home, but Im soo happy!
Monica: Oh my God! No wonder I get such great service at Cafe Maurice.
Rachel: Oh my God, Le Poo, our dog!
Rachel: (interrupting) Oh my God! My dog died!
Rachel: Oh God, ohh, okay, y'know what, do you think ah, do you think that you just forget that I told you this?
Rachel: Phoebe, Im going to Rosss wedding because he is my ex-boyfriend and that would be really uncomfortable. Not because, Im still in love with him! I mean, hey, yknow, I like Ross as much as the next guy, yknow? Clearly I have feelings for him, but feelings dont mean love! I mean, I still have loving feelings for Ross. Yeah! But, I have, I have continuing feelings of love, but that doesnt mean that-that Im still in love with him. Yknow? I-I have sexual feelings for him, but I do love himOhh! Oh my God! Oh mywhy didnt you tell me?!!
Rachel: Oh my God, its happening. It's already started. I'm Kip.
Rachel: No, God! Please, let me! (Runs out.)
Rachel: Ohh, whoa God! Storage rooms give me the creeps! Monica, come on please hurry up honey! Please?
Monica: Oh my God! Fog him! Fog him!
Mr. Geller: (To Chandler) God, your hair sure is different!
Rachel: Oh my God, honey, I'm so sorry!
Chandler: Oh my God!
Monica: God, I feel so guilty about Ross.
Ross: No really, I mean, I mean, God, I could use a friend.
Phoebe: Oh God, I really missed that fat bastard!
Ross: Emily? Emily! Oh my God! Oh my God, it's Emily! (He picks up a lamp and hands it to Chandler, for no reason.) It's Emily everyone! Shush-shush-shhst! (to Emily) Hi!
Ross: Oh my God! Those werent albino kids, that was computer camp! Rach! (He hurries inside and Chandler is taking out the garbage.)
Phoebe: Ooh, this is so exciting! Ooh, God, what are you going to bet?
Ross: Oh my God! (Looking around, which doesn't take him long.)
CHANDLER: Mine is the red one! Oh God. Can open, worms everywhere.
Monica: God, I'm sorry! I'll go back and get it!
Rachel: Joey, is what she just said ummOh my God. (Looks around the room.) You were actually gonna (Chandler picks this moment to return to the living room.) (Rachel stares in shock.)
Cynthia: God, this was really fun! I've been wondering if you were going to ask me out.
Ross: My God. Rachel! (He walks towards her, grasps her hands and kisses her on the cheek.) Your here. I cant believe it. (She giggles.) What happen? Why are you here?
Rachel: (sees the picture) Oh my God! That's Monica!!
Ross: My God Monica!!
Chandler: Okay, bye! (To the gang.) Oh my God!!
Chandler: Oh my God! Someones killed Square Man!
Rachel: Oh my god. Ok you guys, theres Danny. Watch. Just watch this. (He walks past the couch to the counter.) See?! Still pretending hes not interested. Ohh, hes coming over. Just pretend like we dont know him. Weve forgotten who he is.
Phoebe: Yeah. Ooh God, there's that face again! See I can't do this job! I...
Rachel: Oh, god, I can't believe one of us actually has one of these.
Monica: Oh my God! I love that!
Rachel: I'm doing just fine! God, Tiffany, you smell so great!
Phoebe: Oh my God! (Walks to the window) Go away! (Gesturing.) Stop looking in here!
Carol: (yelling from the bathroom) Oh my God!
Ross: Oh my God!
Monica: Oh my God! You don't know me at all!
Rachel: Oh my God, it's so huge, but you just have to promise me that you cannot tell anyone.
Elizabeth: Oh my God!
Chandler: Oh my God!
Rachel: (entering) Oh-ho, my God! That was so awesome! You totally got him back for calling you fat! He was just drooling all over you. That must've felt so great!
Chandler: Oh God. It's shovely-Joe, isn't it?
Monica: Hey, did you get the turkey bastedOh my God! Oh my God! (She sees someone is stuck in the turkey.) Who is that?
Phoebe: Oh my God!
Rachel: Oh my God. I cannot keep having this same fight over and over again, Ross, no, youre, youre, youre making this too hard.
Chandler: Oh my God!
Phoebe: Monica slow down! Ok? I'm just excited to be living with him. You know I mean, I don't know, Can I see someday being married to Mike? Sure! Yeah. Y'know..I can picture myself walking down the aisle in a wedding dress that highlights my breasts in an obvious yet classy way. But do I want that house in Connecticut...you know..near the good schools where Mike and I can send Sophie and Mike Junior.. Oh my god I do.
Monica: (entering) Joey?! Oh my God, Rachel!
Ross: OH MY GOD!!
Rachel: Sure! (Pause) God, please take those off!
Monica: Ohh my God, I'm so sorry.
MNCA: Oh God, you fell off the wagon.
Mrs. Geller: Oh my God! There's a toe in my kitchen.
Chandler: Oh my God!
Ross: Oh my God! I love this apartment! Isn't it perfect?! I can't believe I never realized how great it is!
Rachel: Nothing! Oh God, we're just so excited that you want to get this apartment!
Rachel: OH MY GOD!!!
Rachel: Oh my God!
Monica: Ohhh, oh my God! Oh my God! She knows about us!
Phoebe: God, they thought they can mess with us! They're trying to mess with us?! They don't know that we know they know we know! (Joey just shakes his head.) Joey, you can't say anything!
Ross: (licks the envelope and encounters a foreign substance on the glue.) Oh God!
Phoebe: God! (She turns and buttons up.)
Chandler: (looks at what she's holding and shies away) Oh dear God, they gave us glasses!
Rachel: Wow, oh my God, our child will be beaten to death in the schoolyard.
Rachel: Oh my God! (She licks the top picture and hands them back.)
Joey: Careful! Youre wasting good pastrami! (Gasps.) Oh my God! Im my dad!
Monica: Oh my God! (She goes to hug him, stops short, and hits him on the shoulder.) Where the hell have you been?!!
Monica: Oh my God, what would have done if I said yes?
Ross: Oh my God! I-I see what this is! You are in love with Rachel!
CHANDLER: Sure. (My god, that's a big head! It didn't look this big in the office. Maybe it's the lighting. My head must look like a golf ball at work. All right, don't get hung up on it, quick, quick, list five things you like about her: Nice smile, good dresser...Big head, big head, big head!)
Phoebe and Joey: Oh my God!
Rachel: Oh my God, Phoebe, are you gonna go to jail?!
Phoebe: Oh God!
Monica: Thank God! I can't watch him anymore!