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Monica: So the going for help went well?
Joey: Thats help spelled backwards so that the helicopters can read it from the air!
Ross: He is saving your butt, ah, unless of course Im stepping on some toes here, in which case I can just mosey on, Ive got plenty of people to help on the Interstate.
Phoebe: Yeah, it's weird. I can't help it though he's so sweet, he's like this little puppy dog, y'know? But like a really tough one that shots bad guys. Ohh, I just love beginning parts of relationships, y'know?! You just like can't keep your hands off each other.
Chandler: Oh no-no-no, I will do it. Honey, you have to learn to sit down and relax and let your husband take care of things once and awhile. (Tries the door.) Its locked, you have to help me. Why is it locked?
RYAN: Oh God help me.
JOEY: Come on, I need your help here.
Rachel: Ohh, its gonna be so great! Im gonna get to help decide what we sell, Im gonna have an office with walls and everything. (turns to Monica) Im gonna have walls!
CHANDLER: Look you have to help me out here. I thought we had a deal. I thought by the time...
Rachel: Honey, this will help. (hands him a tub of ice cream)
Rachel: Ross, I am trying to help her become a better person. This is a huge breakthrough for her! She just offered to do something for another human being!!
RACHEL: Hi, hi can I help you?
Monica: You want some help with that?
ROSS: Yeah, can't help but.
Jester: Uh, may I help you?
Dr. Green: What do you need help for?
MONICA: Um, you guys, you know when I said before, "thank you, but I don't really need your help"?
Monica: All right, Chandler can make boxes, Ross can wrap, and Joey can lift things. Now Phoebe, go tell the guys they have to help out!
RACHEL: It's just this thing. Every year we would go out on my dad's boat and watch the fireworks. Mom always hated it because the ocean air made her hair all big. My sister Jill would be throwing up over the side and my dad would be upset becasue nobody was helping and then when we did help he would scream at us for doing it wrong. But then when the fireworks started, everybody just shut up, you know, and it'd get really cold, and we would all just sort of smush under this one blanket. It never occured to anybody to bring another one. And now it's just...
Phoebe: Hey, its your Thanksgiving too, y'know, instead of watching football, you could help.
Guy: (muffled) May I help you?
Issac: (to Chandler and Joey) Can I help you?
Phoebe: Yeah, I know. Its a real mustard-tastrophe. Can you help me?
Ross: Im just trying to help you, move on.
Richard: (standing behind her, without his moustache) I can help with that.
Joey: I couldnt help it, there love is so pure.
Rachel: (She drops the brush) Y'know what? I cannot do this with my left hand! Would you please, help me with this too?
Rachel: Look, either help me or go.
Ross: (He checks his watch) Sure. Ill help you.
Rachel: Oh honey, I'm sorry we can't help you there, 'cause we're cuddlily sleepers. (Chandler makes an 'Ewww' face) Okay, I'm late for work.
Phoebe: I'm sorry, Frank. I didn't realise things were so bad. You know, I'll help out more. I can - I can babysit any time you want. You name the day, and I'll be there.
Chandler: Well, can we help?! You want us to take you back to the house?!
Monica: (hums for a while, then gives up, and in her head) If it bothers you that much, just go out and get the shoes. No. Don't do this. This is stupid! I don't have to prove anything, I'm gonna go get them...But then everyone will know. Unless I get them, and then wake up really early and put them back! ...I need help! (She buries her head in her pillow.)
Rachel: Okay, that doesnt help me, because we went to the same high school.
Amanda: Okay, well, my cell phone number is right here on the counter, please help yourself to anything in the fridge.
Mrs. Geller: (entering) Hows the hired help?
Written by: Seth Kirkland Transcribed by: Eric Aasen With Help from: Darcy Partridge
Phoebe: After that? Yeah! No, I mean if I can help.
Tim: Here, let me help. (Does so.)
Joshua: All right, thank you so much for all your help.
Phoebe: Well, I think it's great that the medical community is finally trying to help sick hamsters.
Phoebe: (to the nurse) Excuse me? Could you help me with something? The patient Im looking for has a broken leg and is in a wheelchair. And umm, hes like early to mid-thirties, very attractive.
Rachel: Oh wait, Ross, would you just stay and help me get dressed?
Ross: You've got to help me my monkey swallowed a 'K'!
Ross: Yeeeeeep Yep-yep-yep-yep-yep. I remember when she took out on her dads boat she wouldnt let me help at all.
Rachel: Oh but you could. You can. Absolutely! We can help each other out! We can get--what are those--those patches! We could be like the Patch Sisters!
Phoebe: I cant help it. I need the meat. The baby needs the meat.
Phoebe: Fine. But you can't help me develop my new universal language.
Phoebe: Well, if you think it will help.
Ross: Oh hey, that was a good one, huh? (Imitating himself) Help! Help!
Chandler: Yknow uh, you didnt really have to help me pack.
Rachel: No! Help me!
Phoebe: No, listening! Sit! Yknow, maybe it would just really, really help if you would just talk.
Ross: Help! Help!! Help! Help!!
Phoebe: Yeah, all right. Meanwhile, Im gonna do whatever I can to help this so, Im just gonna yknow, lie it your chair, (She climbs into the chair and drapes her feet over the back of the chair.) Y'know? Yeah, good, Im let gravity yknow, do its jobs.
Rachel: Honey, youre not gonna make enough money to help Frank and Alice just by selling knives.
Chandler: Freedom! I want my freedom! Why wont you here me?! (Opens the door) Sophie, help me! Help me!! (Sophie stands up)
Amy: You didn't want me to marry the old guy with the great apartment. Then, I tried to help your daughter to de-emphasize her flaws (frantically pointing at her nose) And suddenly I am the bad guy?
Monica: Guys, could you please just stop throwing the ball for one minute and just help me find it!
Monica: Y'know in a weird way, you have too much power. Look, youre gonna have to help me out here, cause I only have three.
Joey: Well then help me get it off! Plus, it smells really bad in here.
The Saleslady: May I help you ladies?
Monica: I can�t believe I did this. I can�t believe I'm singing for the people, and they liked me! Hey, did you hear thatone shouting �look at those tips�! I mean, did I really help you get a lot of tips?
Chandler: This is like figure skating team all over again. (Phoebe and Ross glare at him astonished) I mean synchronized swimming. (they continue to glare) I mean- I mean the balance beam. (to Ross) Help me!
Phoebe: Well, I think I can help you get over him.
Ross: (standing at the edge of the roof) Yeah, I guess we dont have a choice. (Screaming to the street) Help us! Please help us! Were stuck up on the roof and we cant get down!!!
Rachel: (with a hurt expression on her face) Okay, but before you go, could you help me first?
Chandler: Look, you have to help me! Okay? I mean, I know what to do with a woman, yknow, I know where everything goes, its always nice. But I need to know what makes it go from nice to, "My God! Somebodys killing her in there!"
Rachel: Okay, youre right. Youre right. You cant help me.
Chandler: (entering) Okay. Okay. All right. Help! Am I a Mark, or a John?
Amy: Well, it should be. I'm gonna help babies learn how to accessorize, what colors to wear, what clothes are slimming...
Rachel: Well of course we will help you decide! We will do anything we can to help you! Now, I would like to make a toast, to the future Mrs. Chandler Bing (A woman at the table behind them overhears Chandlers name and starts listening closer), my best friend, and truly one of the nicest people that
Monica: Oh, no. He doesn't have time for that. But if you want, you can go help him and Joey pack up the guest room.
Rachel: Well, why don't you talk to me about it, maybe I can help.
Monica: Wait. Rachel, no, hes married. Married! If you dont realize that, I cant help you.
Joey: Yeah, well, that's fine, but the important thing is that I finished it. And uh, I think it's really good, but y'know it'd really help me is if I could hear it. So would you guys read it for me?
Ross: Yeah. You can help me get my furniture back from Gunther.
Monica: We are! Help us!
Phoebe: Theres a reset button?! Ugh, thank you! Thank you! (He exits and she goes to shut it off.) Theres a reset button! My God! Why didnt I see that! (She takes off the plastic cover and looks for the button.) Reset button, reset button, where is there a reset button? (Finds it.) Oh here it is! (Picks it up off of the floor.) Oh! (She presses it hard, but of course it would help if the button was still attached to the detector. In frustration she presses it so hard it causes pain in her thumb.) Ohh, God!
Monica: (Taking out her wallet.) Well good, here let me help you out.
Singer: (singing) Cause every time I see your face, I cant help but fall from grace. I know.....
Monica: I thought you could use the help.
Monica: Phoebe, you do seem a little tense. Here, let me help you.
Ross: No. No. You-you can't help. I mean, I kinda have to do this without your help.
Rachel: Honey wait, Joey, Im sorry I mean as terrific as I think you are with it (Looks for help.)
Phoebe: Okay. You know how people need transportation, but they also need massages to help them relax so I just figured we could combine the two, okay, I give the massages and Frank drives! I can fix up the van, bolt the table in the back, and you know what Ive got?
Ross: Well, Im-Im just glad I could, yknow, help you out.
Phoebe: Well, if you don't know I can't help you.
Rachel: Okay, then y'know what? Help me! I need help! I can't do this!
Monica: Be that as it may, d'you think you could just help us out here on that monkey thing? Y'know, just for old times' sake? Go Bobcats?
Emily: All right, all right, if you insist on doing this, at least let me help you.
Chandler: Well that would help the pride thing.
Chandler: Im just trying to help you out! Okay? I wanna make sure that youre okay.
Chandler: If I help, we can find em faster!
Phoebe: Ooo, a crossword! Can I help?
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.)
Ross: (entering) Look, I really need some help, okay? Why? Why did I have to speak in a British accent?! What do I do?
Ursula: Yeah, can I help you with something?
Monica: Yknow what? Youre right, Im sorry. Actually you were a big help tonight. Yeah, and thanks for putting my grandmother in the cab and making sure she got to the hotel safely.
Chandler: Okay, look I need your help, I dont know what to get her for Valentines Day.
Rachel: I Well, I dont think they need any help.
Monica: (grabs a bag of those Styrofoam peanuts) Ill be coordinator! Oh my God! Im so sorry, I didnt get you anything! Okay, look everybody has to help! Okay? You can help, cant you Phoebe?
[Scene: Monica and Chandler's, Monica is still sick and is hobbling out into the living room for some help from Chandler whos on the couch reading.]