words in movies
Chandler: Honey, you're screaming.
Sandy: I er... I hope you don't mind. I used some of my home-made lotion on Emma. It's a mixture of calendula and honey cream. It'll dry that rash right up. Plus... It keeps the hands young... (it makes Rachel smile)
Monica: Honey, listen... You have nothing to worry about with Geoffrey.
Monica: Honey, you know I think you're hilarious! Come on, you know that joke you told me last week? The one about Jerry Lewis and the girl with the lazy eye...? (he laughs) That slayed me.
Monica: Honey, you can relax. Last night at work, Geoffrey told this really sexist joke. After that, not so funny anymore.
MONICA: You look fabulous honey, you really do.
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?
RICHARD: Honey, you are in it.
RACHEL: Oh honey, I'm so proud of you, Min.
Rachel: Okay. Okay, we'll be here! Hating you! Did you see how he was sweating when he walked out of there? Listen honey, if I'm hogging the ball too much you just jump right in there and take a couple punches because I'm telling you, this feels great.
Rachel: Well honey, what about you?
Rachel: You really, really need to get some sleep, honey.
Rachel: Uh, honey, yeah that was with Carol.
Rachel: No honey, we're sorry, we didn't mean it. I love you. I love you.
Ross: Okay. Honey?
Rachel: Okay, walk us through it, honey, walk us through it.
Mrs. Tribbiani: Me? I'm fine. Look, honey, in an ideal world, there'd be no her, and your father would look like Sting. And I'll tell you something else. Ever since that poodle-stuffer came along, he's been so ashamed of himself that he's been more attentive, he's been more loving... I mean, it's like every day's our anniversary.
Rachel: Honey, I'm sorry, but he's right. I love you, but you're crazy.
Monica: Good. (To Chandler) Uh honey, the Miami Vice soundtrack? Really?
Rachel: Honey, this will help. (hands him a tub of ice cream)
Doug: Come on honey, let's go drink our body weight. (They walk off leaving Chandler and Monica alone.)
Rachel: What about you honey, who would be on your list?
Ross: I have to say Tupolo Honey by Van Morrison.
Rachel: Aw honey stop! Its not that bad.
Ross: Look, honey, I have tried to make nice, it doesnt work.
Rachel: Okay honey, you do realize she only spins like that on ice.
Rachel: Yeah honey, Im standing right there! Why didnt you just tell him about the mole I havent got checked yet.
Rachel: Uh, yeah. Uh, Monica, y'know, honey, I've been thinking about it and I've decided thisthis whole Ross thing, it's just not a good idea.
Janice: Honey, honey, people are looking.
Rachel: Wait no, honey, honey throw it to me, throw it to me.
Rachel: (she leans over and kisses him on the cheek) Honey, I was wondering....
Monica: Were sorry honey.
Monica: Honey, theres a reason.
RACHEL: Listen honey, can you keep dad occupied, I'm gonna go talk to mom for a while.
Chandler: Honey, you did call him back. 'Cause, it's, it's really old.
Monica: I know honey, Im sorry.
Rachel: Honey, hes about to go hit on Isabella Rosselini. Im just sorry we dont got popcorn.
Monica: Honey, whats the matter?
Rachel: Honey, Im sorry.
Monica: No honey, Im sorry, but the weekends not over yet.
Rachel: You know what honey, you go ahead, well call her an alternate.
Rachel: Oh honey, thank you, but Mark's taking me out.
Rachel: Hi honey!
Ross: Hey, honey.
Monica: Oh, honey!I can't. I was just telling these guys that things are crazy at the restaurant!
Ross: Honey, I love you too.
Rachel: Okay, wait a minute. Wait a minute, I-I-I, I can't do this. Listen honey, this is, it's not Phoebe's fault. She lent me the earrings, and I lost it. I'm so sorry. Honey, I feel terrible too. (Holds out her arms for a hug.)
Rachel: Oh honey, this is his office too. I told you we're Joanna's two assistants.
Rachel: No-no-no, no, honey please, Ive got, Ive just have so much to deal with.
Rachel: Umm, honey, look he just came over to....
Rachel: Honey, why is it hard, I mean we've been together for almost a year now?
Mrs. Bing: Really stupid. And I don't even know how it happened. I'm sorry, honey, I promise it will never happen again. Are we okay now?
Rachel: Umm, honey, look he just came over to....
Rachel: I think I just shipped 3,000 bras to personnel. Oh honey, I gotta go. (to Mark) Mark, I need you!
Monica: Oh honey, is that cause your Mom died around Christmas?
RACHEL: Chandler honey, I'm sorry. Ok, can we watch Joey's show now please? [they turn on the TV]
Rachel: Honey um, honey, you do realise that we dont keep the womens lingerie here in the office?
Monica: All right. Honey, thats-thats a sleeve. Okay?
Monica: What? Honey.
Ross: Honey, just relax, it's gonna be fine. Hey, umm,. why don't I come down there and I'll take you out to lunch?
Rachel: Well honey, then why don't you break up with one of them?
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.
Pete: Monica! (runs over and kisses her) Hi honey.
Rachel: Okay. Honey, I would love for you to go with me. (Ross has a worried look on his face) What?
Gary: Hey, honey! Okay, so did you find any apartments? Anything in Brooklyn Heights?
Rachel: Go to the post office! I'm sure her picture's up! ...Okay, Monica, y'know what, honey, you're kinda losing it here! I mean, this is really becoming like a weird obsession thing.
Rachel: Oh honey, Im sorry.
MONICA: Honey, you made the bed again. I told you, you don't have to do that. This isn't camp.
Mrs. Geller: (entering) (to Monica) Honey, dont bite your nails.
ESTL: Stop saying you're not talented, you're very talented. It's just with the bird dead and all, there's very little act left. Oh, honey, give me a break, will ya? [a knock on the door] Oooh, ooh, I'll talk to you later.
Rachel: Oh, honey, that's so sweet.
Rachel: Aw, honey, that's so sweet.
Rachel: Okay, honey, what he means by that, is ...while this is a very nice gift, maybe it's just not something a boyfriend gives?
Rachel: Honey, you got a little thing on your...(points to her whole face)
Mrs. Geller: Oh honey, come on, have a sense of humour, youve never been able to laugh at yourself.
Phoebe: Honey, youve got to go. Whats his office number?
Rachel: See look Amy, we're a lot closer to Monica and Chandler. We see them every day. And truthfully honey, you don't seem very connected to the baby.
Rachel: Ooh! Honey, it can't be that hard, I mean, you've been in love before?
Rachel: Honey, this really is an incredible thing to do for them, but there are things to think about.
Rachel: Honey, maybe we should take you to a doctor.
Rachel: Ross honey, this is very nice, but, but I-I got a crisis.
Rachel: Why? Honey, what is the big deal?
Rachel: Oh, honey, I dont know. I
Monica: Aww, honey Im sorry.
Phoebe: Oh, honey, honey, tell them the story about your patient who thinks things are, like, other things. Y'know? Like, the phone rings and she takes a shower.
Paul: (entering) Here you go honey! (Rachel kicks Ross back under the couch.)
Monica: Im sorry honey.
RACHEL: OK, here we go. Honey, I'm sorry, they were all out of apple pie, someone just got the last piece.
Rachel: Honey, thats youre name.
Rachel: Hey, honey! Whats the matter? (Monica shows her, her hat.) Fine, I was just trying to be nice! Whoa!
Rachel: Oh, honey! Dont get up! What do you need?
Monica: Ooh...hey honey, are you all right?
Rachel: Honey, this is not your fault, just because you guys had a fight, it does not justify her sleeping with someone.
Rachel: Ah, oh God. Oh, honey, oh that's OK.
Rachel: Honey, honey, Im sorry, I know its our anniversary but I told you on the phone I dont have time to stop.
Ross: Whoa-whoa-whoa! Emily, (Gives her the time-out signal.) honey, okay?
Rachel: Mon, honey, I gotta ask you something.
Rachel: Honey, listen, y'know what? The nurse said the doctor is wonderful.
Monica: Honey, sweetie, by the edges.
Rachel: Oh, honey that's awful.
Rachel: Oh, honey, dont worry. She's gonna make it on time.
Chandler: Hey honey, you got the kind with the little girl, you said we were gonna to get the kind with the baby.
Rachel: Yeah, umm, no honey.
Rachel: Ohh, whoa God! Storage rooms give me the creeps! Monica, come on please hurry up honey! Please?
Rachel: Oh my God, honey, I'm so sorry!