words in movies
PHOEBE: Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God, oh my God. You are not gonna believe this. I have just been discovered.
PHOEBE: I'm not done yet, OK. God. OK, if that goes well, they may even want to make an album.
RACHEL: Oh God. Ross, OK, if you care about me at all, you will get the pie out of the man's hood.
PHOEBE: OK. [singing] Smelly cat, smell-ly cat, what are they feeding you? Smelly cat [back up singers start singing smelly, smelly, smelly, smelly behind her] Oh woah, oh my God. I mean like, who was that?
PHOEBE: Oh my God.
RACHEL: Oh my God.
MONICA: Not that, this, US. Oh my God, Ross, you-re, you're, it's jus-, you-, ever sin- you been here.
PHOEBE: Well I have a video, you have to pay attention. No this, this voice woman, she's so talented but, according to the producer people, they said she doesn't have like the right look or something, ya know. I mean, it's like, she's like one of those an imals at the pound who like nobody wants 'cause they're not pretty enough or you know. Like, like some old dog who's just kind of like stinky and. Huuuuh, oh my God, she's smelly cat. Oh, oh that song has so many levels.
Phoebe: Oh my god.
Joey: Oh my God!
Chandler: Oh my God!
Rachel: Oh God. You know what? Who you think you are? Who are you to decide what messages I should or should not get?
Monica: Oh my god.
Monica: Oh my God Stu! I-I cant believe you did this! Now are you absolutely sure shes a hooker?
Joey: Oh my god, you're right!
Monica: Oh my god, Emma. Oh, sweetie, I forgot you were here. Oh, you're right, we can't do this. We can't leave her alone.
Monica: Oh my god, where's Emma? Where's Emma?
Monica: Oh my god, then...
Rachel: Oh my god, this is the worst date ever!
Monica: Oh, thank god! Emma, there you are!
Phoebe: Oh my god! Look, it's Ross and Rachel. Oh, the plan is working.
Monica: Oh my god. We're trying to get pregnant so he's probably starting to freak out about the fact that my body is going to change.
Chandler: God why why would you want to do that to yourself!?
Rachel: Since when do take naps in that position. Oh God Monica, tell me you were waiting for a guy! Please tell me you were waiting for a guy!
Phoebe: Oh my god, Rachel asked me if I knew anyone for her too.
Phoebe: God, I wish Mike were here.
Rachel: (to herself) Oh God.
Kim: Oh my God. He just gave you the coldest look I have ever seen. Its like he hates you. Then it is true.
Joey: (sounding panicky)Oh my god Ross! You don't have Emma! And Rachel you don't have Emma! (Starts yelling) Where's Emma? Who has Emma!?
Monica: Oh God, I am so sorry honey...
Everybody: (excited) Oh my God, congratulations!
Joey: (talking to a pineapple in his hand) God, you're beautiful...why are we fighting this?You know you want it to happen as much as I do.
Rachel: Oh, please!Honey, just the fact that you want me here to support you, I'm...OH MY GOD!Is that Christian Sanders?He's so gorgeous!
Rachel: God, you have to tell me what happens tomorrow!
Rachel: (entering, excitedly) Oh! Hi you guys, oh my God! Youll never gonna believe happened to me today! I am sitting in my office and
Manny: Oh yeah yeah, thank God you were here to oversee all the kissing!
Ross: Oh my god.
Charlie: Oh my God!!
Monica: Joey, put that down! (the phone rings) Oh my God! It's Pete. Okay, get out!! How the hell do you answer a video-phone! (steps in front of it, and automatically answers it)
Ross: Oh my God, she's great! I mean, we-we have so much in common and she's just cool, and funny...
Monica: (Shocked) Oh my God! Chandler!
Joey: (sitting on the sofa in front of the tv) Rach, come on! They are announcing the numbers! My God, I can already feel myself changing.
Ross: Oh my God! Have you ever been in a relationship with someone who hasn't won the Nobel Prize?
Chandler: (To himself) oh yes, God yes!!
Monica: Oh my god, honey, I'm so so so so so sorry.
Rachel: I don't know why Joey had to kiss her! I mean, of all the girls at the party, GOD!
Ross: Oh, God. I forgot how hot she was!
Janice: OH MY GOD!!
Ross: Oh thank God, I thought she had two heads.
Monica: (weeping) Oh my God!
Phoebe: Oh my God! Youre right! Go! (Monica starts to leave.) Go tell Chandler! Hurry before its too late! Wait no! (Monica stops.) Does this also mean putting out doesnt get you love? (Monica is shocked.)
Phoebe: Oh, theres a cab! Taxi!! (The cab stops and she opens the door.) Good timing, my God, huh? Here you go. (Pushes Rachel in and closes the door.)
Monica: I don't care. <pauses and realizes...> Oh my god. I've lost the will to scold.
Phoebe: (whispering) Oh my God!
Rachel: Oh, God, do you think she heard? It would be so bad if she heard!
Rachel: Oh, thank God I can't hear a word that you're saying!
Rachel: Oh my God!
Joey: Too long! Oh my God, Rach, I've been dying to talk to someone about this for so long! Listen, listen, we can't say anything about this to anybody, they're so weird about that! Listen (Phoebe returns and interrupts them.)
Rachel: Oh God. You did. You heard. Ok, listen, let me explain.
Ross: (To the still half asleep Professor) Oh my God! You really want me to be the keynote speaker? Thank you! (hugs him whilst still on his lap)
Phoebe: Oh my God! (they hug)
Monica: (excitedly) Oh my God, we're gonna be parents!
Woman: Oh my God, I can't believe you're here!
Charlie: Oh my God! Did you talk to him?
Joey: Oh! Hey! Thank God you guys are here!
Ross: What, oh my God. What did you do?
Chandler: (at the laptop) Oh, no, no, no dear God, no!
Phoebe: Oh my God! So was she! Oh, Ive got-Ive got goose bumps. (She holds out her arm.)
CHANDLER: Yes, back then I, uh, used humor as a defense mechanism. Thank God I don't do that anymore.
Phoebe: Yes! I do! All the time! I love them! Oh my God! I did it! Its me! Its me! I burned down the house! I burned down the house!
Ross: Oh my God, I love you.
Charlie: Oh my God, this is so cool!
Monica: Oh my God, he's gonna do it now. Please, I cannot watch this, let's go.
Phoebe: Oh my God, Mike!
Rachel: (gasps) Oh my God! Listen to you talkin about having kids. Oh my Joey. (She goes over and hugs him.) Oh, please dont get married before I do.
Charlie: Oh my God! (pauses) I'm your groupie!
Ross: Oh my God, wh-what happened?
Monica: Oh my God! You're good!
Chandler: And I don't wanna say this, I don't you guys to hate me, but uh, I don't think, I can be around that dog anymore. Okay, so either the dog goes, or I go. (An awkward silence ensues.) Oh my god!!
Monica: Oh my God, that's Charlie!
Joey: Oh my God, it's Ross. What are we gonna do?
Rachel: Oh God! Alright, fine. You know what Joey, forget it. When we go back to New York, I will tell him.
Ross: (gasps) Hi... There she is. Hi Emma. Oh my God, I missed you. (kisses her) Oh Emma, I missed you so much. Hey... Did you have a good time with grandma Green? Huh? Did she give you a bottle of anti-depressants again to use as a rattle? (to Rachel)
Phoebe: Damn it woman, pull yourself together! Have some pride, for the love of God.
Precious: Oh, my God, maybe you're right. Maybe I don't need him. I deserve to be treated with respect.
Phoebe: Really? Theres nothing sexual about this? (Sexily) Oooh. Oo God! Ohh. Ohhhh. Ohh. (Some cute guy is watching closely.) (To him) What are you looking at?! (Pause) I mean hi.
Phoebe: Oh my god, Frank, are you thinking of leaving? Because I didn't have those triplets so you could just run out on them!
Rachel: Oh my god, are we supposed to answer?
Monica: Oh my god!
Charlie: God, Rachel, what Ross just said that is just so..
Monica: Oh My God!
Rachel: What? Oh my God! I'm so sorry. Joey? Are you ok?
Phoebe: (Also gets up and starts taking her purse) Oh my God. Was Mike with him?
DR. BURKE: OK. You better. Oh God, here we go. Hey wanna see 'em go nuts? Watch this. [grabbing some wine glasses and opening the door to the party] Who needs glasses? [everyone laughs]
Ross: We are four short of a bush-o (pause). God I feel so alive, I love being in the country!
Rachel: Ross, what are you talking about? (she sees the cake) oh! Oh my God! They put my baby’s face on a penis!
Rachel: Yeah! If you don't I will! Of course your body's gonna change. Your breasts are gonna get bigger, your ass is gonna get bigger, you're gonna lose bladder control. (she starts sobbing) God! It's just such a magical time!
Ross: (to Joey) Oh my God!
Rachel: OOH! God! Sorry!
Rachel: God!
Rachel: My God!
Rachel: What? Oh my God! To who?
Monica: Oh my God, Mike was gonna propose?
Phoebe: Oh, god. So adorable. Look at them sleeping there like angels.
Rachel: Oh my God, Oh my God, here comes Ross. He's gonna flip out.
Phoebe: Oh my God!
Rachel: Oh my God, what!?
Benjamin: Charlie! My God, you look absolutely stunning!