words in movies
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.
Joey: Uh, if I may? Umm-umm look, Cliff, you told me a lot of personal stuff about you, right? And maybe-maybe it would if-if would help if-if you knew some personal stuff about her. Uh, she was married to a gay ice dancer. Uh, she gave birth to her brothers triplets. Oh! Oh! Her-her twin sister used to do porn!
Phoebe: Here, look, alright, does this help?
RICHARD: Glad to be of help. Matches. [walks out to the balcony]
Monica: Actually there is. Chandler usually helps me with this, but hes really into the game so I dont want to bother him. Could you help me fold these napkins? (Hands her a stack of them.)
JOEY: I don't know, I'm just tryin' to help you out.
Mr. Geller: (also lying) Ill help you dial.
Joey: I gotta a lot of nice stuff to say about you guys, ok? And I know how much you wanna have a baby, you know, and I would love to help you get one.
Chandler: He said...he said, he said that they're having a great time. I'm sorry. But, the silver lining, if you wanna see it, is that he made the decision all by himself! Without any outside help whatsoever.
Susan and Ross: (even louder) Help!
Ross: I was working late in the library one afternoon. It was just the two of us. She needed some help with her word jumble. And one thing led to another. If you must know, Anita was very gentle and tender. May she rest in peace
Mrs. Green: Its like youre a cave person. Rachel, you must get a nanny. You dont know how overwhelming this is going to be. I mean when you were a baby I had full time help, I had Mrs. Kay.
Ross: This is crazy! I mean, yes-yes Rachel is my good friend and I-I have loved her in the past, but now, she is just my wife! Phoebe, will you-will you help me out here?
Phoebe: No, no, it's not your fault. You know it's partly my fault, 'cause I made you quit cold turkey. Sorry, no. Okay, well, I mean, I can't date you anymore, 'cause your, you know (in a high pitched voice) Wow! But um, but I will definitely, definitely help you get over my sister. Okay, stalk me for a while. Huh? Yeah, and, and, and, I'll be like an Ursula patch.
Joey: Look-look-look you guys, I need some help! Okay? Someone is going to have to convince my hand twin to cooperate!
Rachel: Yeah. Its just gonna be too hard. Yknow? I mean, its Ross. How can I watch him get married? Yknow its just, its for the best, yknow it is, its Yknow, plus, somebodys got to stay here with Phoebe! Yknow shes gonna be pretty big by then, and she needs someone to help her tie her shoes; drive her to the hospital in case she goes into labour.
Mark: Here, let me. (answers phone) Rachel Green's line, how may I help you?
ERICA: I don't understand, why didn't you help that man?
RACHEL: Hey, Mon, you want some help?
MONICA: I'll help you fix your sweater.
JOEY: Somebody wanna help me out here?
[Scene: Joey and Rachel's, Chandler is getting help writing his vows from Joey and Ross.]
ROSS: No no, you're uh, you're my lobster. See um, lobsters, uhh, in the tank when, when they're old, uhh, they get with, uhh, they walk around holding the claws. In the tank, ya know, with, with the holding and. . . Uhh, Phoebs you wanna help me out with the, the whole lobster thing?
Joey: (entering) Look, what am I gonna do? I'm not flirting but still, I'm drawing her to me like - like a moth to a flame! (Tries to put his feet on the coffee table...they won't reach and looks around.) What the hell's going on over here?!?!? (Points to Chandler) Monica's gonna kill you! Look I need your help, I have to do something to-to repel this woman! Wait a minute, wait a minute, you guys repel women all the time.
RACHEL: I'll help you throw out your purse.
JOEY: Can't help you, I'm not wearing any.
ROSS: It would really help when I'm kissing you if you didn't shout out my sister's name.
Steve: Well then you can't have any. (she grabs for the package, and it breaks open. Gummi-bears fly everywhere, some into the punch bowl on the table.) Bear overboard! I think he's drowning. (he throws some Sugar-O's into the punch bowl) Hey fellows! Grab on a Sugar-O... save yourself! (Mimicking the bears) "Help! I'm drowning! Help!"
Elizabeth: Ahh, I just have one problem left that I do not know how to solve. Uhh, Rachel maybe you want to come upstairs and help me figure it out?
CHANDLER: May I help you?
Ross: Well I dont know, but how-how great would that be huh? You living in my building. I could help take care of the baby. I can come over whenever I want. (Rachel looks at him.) With your permission.
Rachel: Ok...this could be a little awkward...I'm just going to blow past it... well can't you just use that method actor thing where you use your real life memories to help you in your performance?
CHANDLER: You want some help.
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?
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.
RYAN: Oh God help me.
JOEY: Come on, I need your help here.
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...
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!
RACHEL: Hi, hi can I help you?
Phoebe: Hey, its your Thanksgiving too, y'know, instead of watching football, you could 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!
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)
Monica: You want some help with that?
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!!
ROSS: Yeah, can't help but.
Jester: Uh, may I help you?
MONICA: Um, you guys, you know when I said before, "thank you, but I don't really need your help"?
Monica: So the going for help went well?
Guy: (muffled) May I help you?
Issac: (to Chandler and Joey) Can I help you?
Ross: Im just trying to help you, move on.
Dr. Green: What do you need help for?
Joey: I couldnt help it, there love is so pure.
Richard: (standing behind her, without his moustache) I can help with that.
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: Yeah, I know. Its a real mustard-tastrophe. Can you help me?
Rachel: Look, either help me or go.
Ross: (He checks his watch) Sure. Ill help you.
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: Okay, that doesnt help me, because we went to the same high school.
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.
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.)
Chandler: Well, can we help?! You want us to take you back to the house?!
Tim: Here, let me help. (Does so.)
Written by: Seth Kirkland Transcribed by: Eric Aasen With Help from: Darcy Partridge
Mrs. Geller: (entering) Hows the hired help?
Amanda: Okay, well, my cell phone number is right here on the counter, please help yourself to anything in the fridge.
Phoebe: After that? Yeah! No, I mean if I can help.
Phoebe: Well, I think it's great that the medical community is finally trying to help sick hamsters.
Ross: You've got to help me my monkey swallowed a 'K'!
Rachel: Oh wait, Ross, would you just stay and help me get dressed?
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!
Rachel: No! Help me!
Joshua: All right, thank you so much for all your help.
Chandler: Freedom! I want my freedom! Why wont you here me?! (Opens the door) Sophie, help me! Help me!! (Sophie stands up)
Phoebe: No, listening! Sit! Yknow, maybe it would just really, really help if you would just talk.
Ross: Oh hey, that was a good one, huh? (Imitating himself) 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.
Phoebe: Fine. But you can't help me develop my new universal language.
Phoebe: Well, if you think it will help.
Ross: Help! Help!! Help! Help!!
Chandler: Yknow uh, you didnt really have to help me pack.
Phoebe: I cant help it. I need the meat. The baby needs the meat.
Rachel: Honey, youre not gonna make enough money to help Frank and Alice just by selling knives.
Joey: Well then help me get it off! Plus, it smells really bad in here.
Monica: Guys, could you please just stop throwing the ball for one minute and just help me find it!
The Saleslady: May I help you ladies?
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: 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.
Chandler: (entering) Okay. Okay. All right. Help! Am I a Mark, or a John?
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!
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?
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?
Amy: Well, it should be. I'm gonna help babies learn how to accessorize, what colors to wear, what clothes are slimming...
Rachel: Okay, youre right. Youre right. You cant help me.
Phoebe: Well, I think I can help you get over him.
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
Ross: Thanks for the help, problem solved. (Wipes his hands.)