words in movies
Roger: Okay. I'll miss you.
Chandler: C'mon, I'll show you to my room. ...That sounds so weird when it's not followed by "No thanks, it's late."
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.
Chandler: If I turn into my parents, I'll either be an alcoholic blond chasing after twenty-year-old boys, or... I'll end up like my mom.
Chandler: All right. I'll tell you what. When we're 40, if neither one of us are married, what do you say you and I get together and have one?
Monica: Yeah, they were just slowing me down. Alright, I have to get back to the babies. I'll see you girls later.
Phoebe: Don't worry, don't worry. We'll come up with a good lie. I'll help you practice it.
Phoebe: You didn't bring one! My cab's downstairs, I'll drive you to the airport.
SUSIE: I'll be there, and who knows, if things go well, maybe this time I'll get to see your underwear.
Dr. Baldhara: You're making a big mistake here. I mean, San Diego's all well and good, but if you give him to me, I'll start him off against a blind rabbit and give you twenty percent of the gains.
Monica: Ok people, we are back in business! (Gets her headset out of her purse) Oh God, we've missed you soo much! (takes all the notes from Phoebe) Ok, go and get your hair and make-up done, and I'll take care of everything.
Joey: that would've been better, I'll try that Hi I'm Joey.
Ross: I'll get it
Monica: Here, I got it. I'll will play my message for you guys, and you can tell me if it's breezy enough.
CHANDLER: That's so cool.� I'll let Monica know.
CHANDLER: Yeah, ah, ah . . .� I'll think of something.
JOEY: Okay.� Great.� I'll see you when you get here.� I'm gonna wait out in the hall in case the dude comes out.
Chandler: You know, it's... (sees the feeding taking place next to him) something funny about sneakers. I'll be right back. (Goes into the kitchen)
Chandler: Fine, I'll give the suit back.
Chandler: Thanks. (they kiss) I'll see you New Year's Day.
CHANDLER: All right.� Well, I'll check the guest room.
Molly: Sure, I'll go check on Emma.
Mike: Ok, ok, I'll throw away the traps.
Molly: No, you stay, I'll do it (takes Emma from Rachel).
Gavin: Mom, I'll call you later. Yeah. (hangs up) (to Rachel) Yes?
Gavin: Look, I'll just give you this and go.
Chandler (laughs): Okay, I'll try. And you can't make any noise.
Sonia: I'll take care of it
Phoebe: OK, fine, if it means that much to you I'll get rid of Bob.
Monica (laughs): Okay, I'll try.
MONICA: Yes, because all good plans start with, "I'll go down the fire escape."
Mike: Done it. (Phoebe becomes a little more subdued) I'll be back in a couple of hours.
Phoebe: I'll miss you.
Phoebe: Great! Ok...I'll go get the tube top.
Monica: I'll go in there.
Chandler: (looks around) I'll take this one too (to Ross) Uh ... Mommy?
Monica: Hey, maybe I'll drive you up there! I'd like to buy some tickets myself!
Joey: (to Ross) I'll show you how.
Chandler: Ok well, thanks, you won't regret it. I'll see you tomorrow (hangs up).
Paula: Listen. As someone who's seen more than her fair share of bad beef, I'll tell you: that is not such a terrible thing. I mean, they're your friends, they're just looking out after you.
Joey/Drake: Fine. I'll go. But let me ask you one question...
Charlie: Oh, you know what? I'll come with you!
Charlie: (her mobile phone rings) Oh, I'm sorry. I'll take this. Excuse me. (she cuts herself off for a moment)
Monica: ooohh... hey! Wanna stick around and I'll whip you up some dinner?
Receptionist: Ok well, I'll call you as soon as your massage therapist is ready.
Joey: Ok, all right, so I'll take her to the MET.
Joey: Fine, I'll rent a car and drive...! Ross, you have to get that job!
Phoebe: Oh, I'll take some of that.
Joey: Yeah! I'll see ya later! Yeah!
Mike: I'll make it a hundred!
Mike: I'll play ya!
Ross: No, I'll do it. (he quickly grabs Joey's boarding pass and gives Joey his one.)
Monica: I'll put a pillowcase over my head.
Joey: Ok! All right, well... I'm gonna see if I can get a room for the night and I'll... I'll see you later!
Charlie: You're on fire! I'll call you in the morning, okay?
Phoebe: Well, that's not good. But you know, I can move some stuff around, and I'll be there. You and Alice just take the whole day together.
Phoebe: All right, all right... I'll play if we don't keep score!
Joey: Yeah. I'll see you in the morning.
Chandler: (hysterical)Don't touch the phone! I'll get it, I'll get it, I'll get it!! (picks up the phone)
Phoebe: Right, yeah, ok, I'll ask the butler to fetch my diamonds out of the vault.
Rachel: Yeah baby, I'll show you how we do it!
Monica: Sure! If you're just gonna hang out as friends, then maybe I'll join ya. You know, I'm your friend (to Phoebe) and Mike's friend (Mike is sceptical).
Cheryl: I'll be right back. Make yourself comfortable. (Ross attempts to clear a place for his coat and fold it small enough to fit. Then hit sits on the couch. Something falls on him from above and he brushes his neck off frantically.)
Monica: Ok listen, you go down to the pool and reserve the chairs, and I'll get the magazines and the lotion.
Ross: No. We should all have dinner. Yes, we'll do it tomorrow night. I'll cook!!
Charlie: Fine, it's fine... (she whispers) I'll just shower by myself...
Chandler: It's ok, it's ok. You know what? (Takes out his mobile) I'll just call the agency and tell them to throw out the letter. (starts dialing)
MIKE: All right.� I'll do it.� (Phoebe gives the thumbs-up sign to Rachel.)� But really, how much dirtier can it get?
Charlie: Yes, absolutely. I'll call him.
Ross: Damnit! I'll put a candle on the cake.
Rachel: No honey, it's okay! Listen, I'll got to Ross's and get the blender, you get all the margarita stuff ready.
Rachel: Alright fine. I'll do it.
Josh: So I'll see you at the party? Beer's beer man, 24, 7!!
Rachel: Hey Pheebs, I'm-I'm taking Charlie shopping, why don't you come and I'll help you find something.
Ross: Guess who's a finalist for a huge research grant! I'll give you a hint, he's looking right at you.
Joey: (disappointed) Oh... oh, but that's ok, I'll find someone else to do it... I'll do it alone, but... I don't know what happens if the sea turtle catches you...
Rachel: Okay, well then how about a handshake? (She goes to shake his hand but misses and touches his groin.) Oh God I'm sorry! Oh God, I'm sorry! I did not mean to touch thatI mean you there. There. Uhh, okay, so thank-thank you, I'm going to leave now thank you very much uh-huh, thank you soHey! I'll see you Monday! (Exits.)
Chandler: (enters singing) Oklahoma where the wind comes sweeping down the plane, STOP IT! Why couldn't they have sent me to Texas? 7 o clock maybe I'll hit the gym (sits down) who am I kidding pay-per-view porn.
Phoebe: I couldn't tell him no. He got so sad. Maybe it'll be all right. I do really like him a lot and probably do it eventually anyway and plus, think of all the money I'll save on stamps.
Rachel: Yeah! I'll cook!
Monica: Oh. Well, I didn't realize that you needed it back right away. I mean, you told me to go and be a caterer. So I went. I beed. I mean, I... I used it to buy all this stuff. But lookI've got another job tomorrow, so I'll pay you back with the money I make from that.
Missy: Right. I'll be there. (she leaves)
Phoebe: I'll pull you through.
Joey: Oh, all right, I'll just have what she's having instead.
Rachel: Well maybe I'll just stay here with Monica.
Monica: (Gets up) Okay, okay. You two (to Phoebe and Rachel) go get the dessert. And I'll let you in.
Gene: I'll take "You crossed the line".
Ross: I'll...
Phoebe: Fine, I'll give you her number.
Phoebe: Maybe, maybe I'll dance for you. (She starts doing a rather suggestive and seductive dance that's silly at the same time.)
Ross: I'll do it! (Monica approaches)
Chandler and Ross: I'll do it!
Roy: Now if you just pay me my three hundred dollars, I'll be on my way!
Ross: I'll do it!
Chandler: I'll admit to the cigarettes and the magazine, but that tape is not mine.
Chandler: I'll tell you at the wedding.
Chandler: (quickly) I'll do it.
Dr. Harad: Hi! Phoebe, I'm Dr. Harad, I'm going to be delivering your babies. I want you to know, you're gonna be in good hands. I've been doing this for a long time. I'll be back in a minute to do your internal, in the meantime, just relax because everything here looks great. And also, I love Fonzie. (Exits)
Phoebe: I don't care... I'll be my something blue.
Joey: Why not? I'll keep the tank clean.
Rachel: I overheard you guys on the phone the other day, and you said, "I'll just tell Rachel that I'm doing laundry for a couple of hours." And he said, "Laundry? Is that my new nickname?" And you said, "No! You know what your nickname is, Mr. Big."
Rachel: Great! I'll call ya!
Rachel: Ok, that's it! Just give'em to me! I'll split them up! (she tries to snatch the bowl from Joey's hands but she can't, so she pinches his nipple and she manages to take it)
Ross: I'll see you in the morning (he leaves).