words in movies
Monica: I'll do it!
Joey: I'll kick that door in if you give me a little sugar.
Chandler: Fine, I'll give the suit back.
Molly: No, you stay, I'll do it (takes Emma from Rachel).
Mike: Ok, ok, I'll throw away the traps.
Gavin: Mom, I'll call you later. Yeah. (hangs up) (to Rachel) Yes?
Molly: Sure, I'll go check on Emma.
Gavin: Look, I'll just give you this and go.
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.
Chandler (laughs): Okay, I'll try. And you can't make any noise.
MONICA: Yes, because all good plans start with, "I'll go down the fire escape."
Phoebe: I'll miss you.
Phoebe: Great! Ok...I'll go get the tube top.
Mike: Done it. (Phoebe becomes a little more subdued) I'll be back in a couple of hours.
Monica: I'll go in there.
Monica: Hey, maybe I'll drive you up there! I'd like to buy some tickets myself!
Chandler: (looks around) I'll take this one too (to Ross) Uh ... Mommy?
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...
Monica: ooohh... hey! Wanna stick around and I'll whip you up some dinner?
Charlie: (her mobile phone rings) Oh, I'm sorry. I'll take this. Excuse me. (she cuts herself off for a moment)
Charlie: Oh, you know what? I'll come with you!
Joey: Ok, all right, so I'll take her to the MET.
Receptionist: Ok well, I'll call you as soon as your massage therapist is ready.
Monica: I'll put a pillowcase over my head.
Phoebe: Oh, I'll take some of that.
Joey: Fine, I'll rent a car and drive...! Ross, you have to get that job!
Mike: I'll play ya!
Mike: I'll make it a hundred!
Joey: Yeah! I'll see ya later! Yeah!
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!
Ross: No, I'll do it. (he quickly grabs Joey's boarding pass and gives Joey his one.)
Rachel: Yeah baby, I'll show you how we do it!
Phoebe: All right, all right... I'll play if we don't keep score!
Charlie: You're on fire! I'll call you in the morning, okay?
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: 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: Right, yeah, ok, I'll ask the butler to fetch my diamonds out of the vault.
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: 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).
Ross: No. We should all have dinner. Yes, we'll do it tomorrow night. I'll cook!!
Monica: Ok listen, you go down to the pool and reserve the chairs, and I'll get the magazines and the lotion.
Charlie: Fine, it's fine... (she whispers) I'll just shower by myself...
Josh: So I'll see you at the party? Beer's beer man, 24, 7!!
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.
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)
Rachel: No honey, it's okay! Listen, I'll got to Ross's and get the blender, you get all the margarita stuff ready.
Ross: Damnit! I'll put a candle on the cake.
Ross: Guess who's a finalist for a huge research grant! I'll give you a hint, he's looking right at you.
Rachel: Hey Pheebs, I'm-I'm taking Charlie shopping, why don't you come and I'll help you find something.
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.
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: Alright fine. I'll do it.
Joey: Oh, all right, I'll just have what she's having instead.
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.)
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.
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.
Rachel: Yeah! I'll cook!
Phoebe: I'll pull you through.
Monica: (Gets up) Okay, okay. You two (to Phoebe and Rachel) go get the dessert. And I'll let you in.
Missy: Right. I'll be there. (she leaves)
Rachel: Well maybe I'll just stay here with Monica.
Phoebe: Fine, I'll give you her number.
Gene: I'll take "You crossed the line".
Roy: Now if you just pay me my three hundred dollars, I'll be on my way!
Ross: I'll do it!
Phoebe: Maybe, maybe I'll dance for you. (She starts doing a rather suggestive and seductive dance that's silly at the same time.)
Chandler: (quickly) I'll do it.
Chandler: I'll admit to the cigarettes and the magazine, but that tape is not mine.
Chandler and Ross: I'll do it!
Ross: I'll...
Ross: I'll do it! (Monica approaches)
Chandler: I'll tell you at the wedding.
Phoebe: I don't care... I'll be my something blue.
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)
Chandler: I'll bet his dad doesn't think so.
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).
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."
Erica (standing up): I'll be right back.
Rachel: Great! I'll call ya!
Joey: Why not? I'll keep the tank clean.
Janice: All right, I got to run. Tell Monica I say goodbye. And... I'll see you later, neighbor. (Janice laugh)
Joey: Well, okay, I'll - I'll just call her and tell her the date's cancelled, and find him somebody else.
Rachel: I mean, I'll fly back and forth, they'll fly you out... Anything we want.
Monica: Oh, well sure. This gotta be so hard. I'll do it. Gimme!
Monica: Come here, I'll make you a drink.
Phoebe: Oh yeah? Well, tell me which one, and I'll try slip it in my coat.
Phoebe: Ok, I'll fight for her. Ok! Oh, wait, oh I just realized... if I do that, that means you don't get her.
Monica: Alright, I'll be right back.
Monica: You'll be fine. Nah, you won't, but I'll be back in two minutes.
Rachel: I just want you to know.. Last night.. I'll never forget it.
JOEY: All right. I'll give you one hint. Warren Beatty.
Janine: Well, I think I'll go and unpack.
Rachel: Noooo... look, all I know is that I cannot wait a week until I see him. I mean, this is just too big. Y'know, I just, I've just gotta talk to him. I... I gotta... OK, I'll see you later. (opens door)
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?