words in movies
RACHEL: You see, you look beautiful. For god sakes, dim the lights.
PHOEBE: 'Cause my, my grandmother's never had chicken pox. Please, please tell me you have, 'cause oh my God, I forgot how cute you are.
RYAN: Oh God help me.
MONICA: Oh my God, you're a freak.
PHOEBE: I'm not done yet, OK. God. OK, if that goes well, they may even want to make an album.
ROSS: [enters] Oh my God, what's goin' on?
JOEY ON TV: Damnit, I'm a doctor, I'm not God.
Rachel: Whoa!! Whoa, whoa, wait a minute. What time did your little friend leave? (Ross cant answer that) Oh my God. She was there? She was still there? She was in there, when I was in there?!
Monica: You heard him! "No bigger!" "You're perfect!" "Just don't get any bigger!" Oh my god he sounded just like my high school wrestling coach. You know what? I'm going to have to talk to Chandler.
RACHEL: Oh, thank God.
Phoebe: Oh, God bless us, everyone.
MRS BUFFAY: Schnoodle. Oh my God, what the hell happened to my dog?
ROSS: God, that was, that was amazing, that was incredible. You guys, you guys kicked butt.
Rachel: Ok, not that you need it but good...GOD!Is that Chase Lassiter?He's straight, right?
Mona: And the antennae Oh my God youre Spudnik!
MONICA: Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God.
RACHEL: Oh my gosh, wow. Monica. Oh my god. Mom. This is so great.
Rachel: God! And to have to hear about it from Gunther!!
Joey: I swear to god, Dad. That's not how they measure pants.
Rachel: Country club newsletter. My mother sends me the engagement notices for 'inspiration.' Oh my God! Oh my God, it's Barry and Mindy!
Phoebe: Okay! Oh my God! My first bike! Thank you for the best present Ive ever gotten.
PHOEBE: (laughing) Oh my God, you look so good!
MONICA: Oh God, you are about to get sooo lucky.
RACHEL: God I know, you're right.
MINDY: Oh my God, I'm married!
RACHEL: Oh dear God.
MONICA: Oh my God!
RICHARD: God. I love you.
ALL: OH.....MY.....GOD!!
CHANDLER: Oh my God! (it's Janice)
RACHEL: God, oh God Monica, I forgot. This is our first date.
Monica: God, what is wrong with me.
RACHEL: I'm sorry, what did you just say? Did you just say hi? Oh my God, Ross, Ross, Ben just said 'Hi'.
MONICA: God, you are so lucky. I mean, I mean. . . you know what I mean.
Joey: No, Yeeees. God, how do I say this. (walks into the kitchen, Chandler follows closely, he turns around and gets startled). Oh, hi, you know that girl from the Greek restaurant with the hair (holds his hands up to signify she has big hair)?
Chandler: Oh God!
Monica: Oh my God. (Grabs Phoebe and turns her away) Phoebe. Don't look now, but behind us is a guy who has the potential to break our hearts and plunge us into a pit of depression.
Monica: God, look what I found in the drain.
Phoebe: Oh, I know, we should have been more prepared. (she looks around) It's okay. Now, the way I see it, our real competition now is Cameron. Oh my God, they just took her sweater off. Look at those arms! Hello Michelin Man.
Chandler: Okay, there's something different though--Oh my God! You smoked!
ERICA: Oh my God. Do the people at the hospital know about this?
Passenger #1: Oh my God. This plane doesn't even have a Philange!
Ross: Oh my God, you've got a crush on your sister's stalker.
Janice: You know what, where he hugs you and kinda rolls you away and... Oh... my....God.
Rachel: Well they have uh, some unusual pet names for each other. Including umm, evil bitch and uh, sick bastard. Oh God oh! Contraction!
Chandler: Oh God.
Phoebe: Oh God, this is turning into the worst wedding day ever! The bride is pregnant. The groom is missing. And Im still holding this. (She throws the test back into the trash.)
Phoebe: This is madness. It's madness, I tell you, for the love of God, Monica, don't do it!! ...Thank you.
(Joey leaves and Monica mouths to Chandler Oh my God!)
Rachel: Pheebs, this guy has been obsessed with your sister, for God knows how long, okay, you don't just give up something like that.
Rachel: What are you talking about Pheebs? (Takes out her compact) I don't (She gasps when she looks in the mirror and sees her face.) (To Ross) Oh my God, you drew on me?!
PHOEBE: Yes, yes, and it's, and we always have to go to, you know, someplace nice, you know? God, and it's not like we can say anything about it, 'cause, like this birthday thing, it's for Ross.
Monica: Are you serious? (they all look) Oh my God.
Monica: Oh my God, I went to high school with her. (to Rachel) Rachel! Hi!
Phoebe: All right, I have ya. Oh God.
Monica: Oh my God!!! What are you doing?!!
Rachel: Oh my God, what happened? (points to the cast on Janice's wrist)
Friend No. 1: My God, what were you thinking about?
Phoebe: Whoa!! He is soo unreasonable! God, although I think I understand what he means. Oh my God, this is like 60 Minutes, okay, when, when, at first youre really mad at that pharmaceutical company for making the drug and then y'know you just feel bad for the people because they needed to make their hair grow.
>>> Joey's Subconscious So this is going pretty good. dinner was nice, got a lot in common. (Sees a magazine) Victoria's secret huh we even like the same books. (Walks over to a painting on the wall) Oh now there's a scary painting. wait a minute I think I've been scared by that painting before. (Looks around) You know what this whole place look familiar I have definitely been in this apartment I know I've seen this weird plant before (it's a cactus and he touch's it) AWCH! It did that the last time. Oh my god, I've gone out with this girl before yeah we had sex on this couch and then on that chair and no. no we didn't do it hear which is weird because it seems like a perfectly good place.
CHANDLER: Because I went to an all boys high school and God is making up for it.
Phoebe: Oh my God! I dont believe it! Oh, you poor bunny.
Dr. Green: Oh God!
Janice: Oh my God!!
Monica: Oh my God! Hes gonna rat me out!
Monica: Oh my God! He just said my name! Did you hear that?
Joey: (to everyone) Oh my God! He's trapped in an ATM vestibule with Jill Goodacre! (on phone) Chandler, listen. (says something intentionally garbled)
Janice: Oh my God.
Monica: Oh my God! Well push it in! Push it in!
Joey: Oh God. Uh, okay, heres the thing, this is the thing, okay, the thing is...
Joey: Oh my God, is she going back to him?
Ross: Oh my God, he just said your name, thats great! Good job Ben.
Phoebe: Oh my God!! (She runs after him, but sets of the security system, which locks the stores door and brings down a set of bars behind her, caging her in.) No! What?! Help me! Let me out! Now! (Points the musket at them.)
RACHEL: No! They didn't even talk to each other. God, how was I supposed to know they were having problems?
Monica: (entering) Oh my God! You are gonna love me so much! I felt really bad about the whole bachelorette party thing, so tonight youre gonna have a bachelor party.
Phoebe: No, look, I told you that I didnt want you to try and sell it, and you just, you big fat did it anyway. God, y'know what, I think five years ago I probably wouldve done anything to play with you but, I can do it by myself. And if I cant trust you then just forget it.
Phoebe: Oh my God!
Phoebe: (turns around and hits Frank) So thats what you thought I did!! God! Thats not what I do!
Monica: (she reaches out for it and stops) Oh God! I gotta go! (runs out)
Rachel: Oh my God! Yes, I would love that, oh, that is soo sweet, Joey.
Phoebe: Oh! Oh my God!
Chandler: (jumps back and points at the cigarette) Oh my God!
Phoebe: You saved them! You guys! Oh God, youre the best!
Chandler: Oh my God, how did you do that?
Rachel: Awe! (Emma laughs) Oh my God! Looks, she’s a little dare-devil! Oh, let me push, can I push?
Monica: (covers her neck) Oh God! (runs to the bathroom)
Chandler: (on phone, reading from a script) Oh, Danielle! I wasn't expecting the machine... Give me a call when you get a chance. (Rattles some dishes) Bye-bye. (Hangs up.) Oh God!
Monica: No, a guy would be saying, "Im never gonna get to sleep with anyone else." Oh my God! Im never gonna get to sleep with anyone else! Ive been so busy planning the wedding that I forgot about all the things that Id be giving up! I mean, I Im never gonna have a first kiss again.
Phoebe: God, I hope they kick his ass!
Rachel: (on phone) Yeah, oh my God, tomorrow! That, no, its perfect. Oh God, thank you soo much. Great! Bye! (hangs up phone) I got the interview!
Rachel: (to Ross) Oh my God!! (she turns around and hugs Mark, not Ross)
Rachel: Oh God, I hate my job, I hate it, I hate my job, I hate it.
Monica: Oh my God!
Joeys Sister: So! Me neither! God, Mary-Angela was right you do have the softest lips.
Carol: Oh please God, let there be a song.
Rachel: Oh my God! Im gonna have to find another minister.
Rachel: Oh! Oh my God! What did I just do?
Phoebe: Oh my God, oh my God! Poor Monica!
Phoebe: Oh, totally. Oh, God, oh, she seemed so happy too.
Monica: Oh my God. Richard? (turns around) Hi!
Ross: I mean my God...
Phoebe: Pretty big? Its huge! God, this guy doesnt have a clue! Hes just walking down the street thinking, I had sex with Rachel Green. I rock! then bam! Hes a father and everythings different.
Chandler: Okay! (He joins her on one knee) Okay! Okay! Oh God, I thought (Starting to cry, pauses) Wait a minute, I-I can do this. (Pause) I thought that it mattered what I said or where I said it. Then I realized the only thing that matters is that you, (Pause) you make me happier than I ever thought I could be. (Starting to cry again.) And if youll let me, I will spend the rest of my life trying to make you feel the same way. (Pause as he gets out the ring.) Monica, will you marry me?
Rachel: Oh my God!!! Ross!!