words in movies
Phoebe: So you guys, I'm doing all new material tonight. I have twelve new songs about my mother's suicide, and one about a snowman.
Joey: Ah, I'm gonna be one of his helpers. It's just such a slap in the face, y'know?
Chandler: Nothing for you, you have Paolo. You don't have to face the horrible pressures of this holiday: desperate scramble to find anything with lips just so you can have someone to kiss when the ball drops!! Man, I'm talking loud!
Chandler: It's just that I'm sick of being a victim of this Dick Clark holiday. I say this year, no dates, we make a pact. Just the six of us- dinner.
Phoebe: Well, c'mon, if it's important enough to discuss while I'm playing, then I assume it's important enough for everyone else to hear!
Chandler: I'm not saying it was a good idea, I'm saying I snapped!
Joey: Hi. Hi, sorry I'm late.
Chandler: Okay, but if he asks, I'm not going to lie.
David: Right. But, see, the longer I waited, the more phenomenal the kiss had to be, and now we've reached a place where it's just gotta be one of those things where I just like... sweep everything off the table and throw you down on it. And, uh, I'm not really a, uh, sweeping sorta fella.
Phoebe: Oh, yeah, oh, I'm sure of it. You should just do it, just sweep and throw me.
Monica: I'm sorry, okay. It's just that Chandler has somebody, and Phoebe has somebody- I thought I'd ask Fun Bobby.
Ross: Okay, so I'm gonna be the only one standing there alone when the ball drops?
David: I don't know. I don't know what I'm gonna do. I just- you decide.
David: No, but I'm asking-
Sandy: Hi, I'm Sandy.
Monica: I'm guessing your new girlfriend wouldn't urinate on my coffee table.
Rachel: No. Okay. I was at the airport, getting into a cab, when this woman- this blonde planet with a pocketbook- starts yelling at me. Something about how it was her cab first. And then the next thing I know she just starts- starts pulling me out by my hair! So I'm blowing my attack whistle thingy and three more cabs show up, and as I'm going to get into a cab she tackles me. And I hit my head on the kerb and cut my lip on my whistle...oh...everybody having fun at the party? (To Monica) Are people eating my dip?
Ross: (Watching Marcel play with Phoebe. To Chandler) Look at him. I'm not saying he has to spend the whole evening with me, but at least check in.
Fun Bobby: Hey, sorry I'm late. But my, uh, grandfather, he- died about two hours ago. But I-I-I couldn't get a flight out 'til tomorrow, so here I am!
Janice: (Ross is still taking their photo) Oh, I'm gonna blow this one up, and I'm gonna write 'Reunited' in glitter.
Chandler: I'm sorry you misunderstood...
David: Yeah, I'm fine, I'm fine.
David: No, I'm... not going to Minsk.
Phoebe: And then you say that it's almost midnight and you have to go because you don't wanna start the new year with me if you can't finish it. (They kiss) I'm gonna miss you. You scientist guy.
Chandler: Y'know, I uh.. just thought I'd throw this out here. I'm no math whiz, but I do believe there are three girls and three guys right here. (Makes kiss noise)
Monica: So I'm kissing everyone?
Ross: (Watching Marcel and talking to Rachel) I wanted this to work so much. I mean I'm still in there, changing his diapers, pickin' his fleas... but he's just phoning it in. Just so hard to accept the fact that something you love so much doesn't love you back.
Ross: (not getting it) Yeah! Yeah! Rachel picked it out for me. She told me to trust her and you know what? I'm glad I did! I turned quite a few heads on my way over here.
Phoebe: I'm a woman!
Monica: It's just, I'm not good at singing.
Joey: (at the urinal) Can you stop yellin'? You're makin' me nervous, and I can't go when I'm nervous.
Monica: I'm there!
Chandler: (swallowing hard) It's very, very nice. Well, come here. I'm very happy were gonna have all the sex.
Rachel: I a not gonna lie to you, I'm pretty sick
Molly: No I'm here to take Emma to your mother's, remember?
Rachel: People keep saying that. Oh I'm sorry Gavin
MIKE: (releases a whoosh of air) Ya know, I'm going to take off.
Ross: I'm, I'm okay.
Joey: I'm fine, I'm fine, it's just, it's just weird what's happening with her and Ross. You know, yesterday he asked me to fix him up with somebody.
Chandler: No. No I'm just tired. Y'know, from-from the walk.
Joey: What? I'm not allowed to know smart women?
Chandler: No, no, no, no! No, no, no, no! It's okay, it's okay. I didn't go. Don't cry, it's just a bit! I'm your uncle Chandler; funny is all I have!
Monica: We're okay. I'm still ovulating.
MONICA: Okay, one more, please. Come on, I'm gonna get it in this time, I will.
Ross: Well, if I'm still here in an hour, buy him a drink on me.
Steve: I'm kind of funny looking.
Ross: This year was supposed to be great! But, it's only the second day and I'm a loser with stupid leather pants that don't even fit!
Rachel (feeling awkward): So, what do think you wanna order? I'm really excited about that chicken.
Ross: That's it. I'm in my apartment, you're not there, we're not having this conversation. (gets up, walks across room)
JOEY: They can't kill me, I'm Francesca's long lost son.
Mike: I'm gonna go. (He kisses Phoebe on the cheek)
Mike: I'm gonna go to the bathroom.
Ross: Because, I'm finally getting him excited about Hanukkah, and, and you're-you're wrecking it.
Monica: I'm going to get bigger!
Monica: About that? Erm...I'm going to change.
Rachel: I'm so sorry Pheebs.
Ross: You know what? I'm gonna finish this later, ok? Let me just grab my coat.
Chandler: Oh, I'm so sorry!
Chandler: Great, a faster way to tell people that I'm unemployed and childless .
Ross: (visibly upset) I'm dead?
Phoebe: Well, I'm sorry but it's hard to believe that anyone would tell a story that dull just to tell it! (looking outside) See, there's something going on with them. Look, he's getting into the car with her!
Phoebe: I'm sorry, I broke down... I wanted to see him.
Rachel: I'm trying to put Emma down for a nap, have you seen Hugsy?
Monica: Hi, that's what I'm doing for Phoebe!
Tom: Thanks... uh... I'm so sorry about Ross, it's...
Ross: (coming in) I'm dead and no one cares?
Chandler: Chandler, Chandler Bing. I'm not gay, I'm not gay at all.
JOEY: Uhh, I'm guessing the threshold's clear now.
Monica starts crying: Thank you. It was so beautiful. <gets up and walks towards the front door> I'm going to go to Joeys and get the pies.
Joey: I can't tell you what I'm wishing for! Else...you know...won't come true!
Mike: Oh, err... no, she's not here yet. You know, I think I'm just gonna take off and break up with her over the phone...
Ross: Yeah, I uh, totally forgot about that. You mind if I take a rain check? I'm waiting for a call from Emily.
Monica: You know what, Ross? I'm gonna throw in 50 bucks for you.
Chandler: You know, I'm not sure a sports team is the way to go.
Monica: I'm sorry, idea time is over.
Joey: Dude, I'm sorry. But hey, there's one spot left, right?
Joey: I'm telling you, that monkey is a chick magnet! She's going to take one look at his furry, cute little face and it'll seal the deal.
Ross: oh no yeah, no Phoebe is great, but umm I'm an idiot look right before you guys went out I accidentally got her all upset.
Second Message: "Listen, oh... it turns I got the last spot. I'm really sorry man, it was a lot of fun working with you. Give me a call if you want."
Phoebe: I'm still looking through mine...
Monica: Oh sweetie, I'm so proud of you!
Rachel: What?! She just called and said that she was gonna be working late! She keeps lying to me! That's it! Y'know what? I'm just gonna go over there and confront them right now!
Monica: Yeah, I'm sorry. I really am.
Chandler: What? No, I'm taking Monica to a romantic inn in Vermont (shows them a brochure)!
Chandler: (on the phone) "Look, this is ridiculous! I'm not paying for that room! Ok?" (pause) "Oh, thank you very much!" (hangs up) Yeah, I'm going to Vermont...
Rachel: Oh, please!Honey, just the fact that you want me here to support you, I'm...OH MY GOD!Is that Christian Sanders?He's so gorgeous!
Rachel: Oh, I'm sorry, you're right.I'm sorry, good luck! (they hug)
Chandler: I am, I actually am. I mean this is amazing. My entire life I have feared this place, and now that I'm here it's like what was the big deal. I could probably say 'Let's move in together.' and I'd be okay.
Receptionist: I'm sorry, it's not here.
Joey: Ow, I'm just going over the script now! You wanna read lines with me?
Rachel: Okay. (pause).(acting) Hello Drake, I'm surprised to see you here.
Rachel: No, I'm saying...
Monica: I'm so sorry that you had to find out this way. I'm sorry, but it's true, I love him too.
Ross: Well, y'know how I'm trying to work things out with Emily. Well, there's this one thing Okay, (Rachel has her back turned to the camera, and Ross isn't looking at her.) here goes. I made a promise that-(they cut to the other camera and Ross notices something coming out of Rachel's nose)-Oh hey!
Monica: I'm sorry...
Phoebe: I'm sorry too... (they hug)
Joey: Well, I'm feeling really insecure about the one we are shooting tomorrow...
Joey: A little. Yeah no, I really am worried, you know, I mean I have to make it convincing that I'm in love with Olivia.
Ross: Hi, hi, I'm Ross Geller.
Joey: What do you mean? I can do anything, I'm a chameleon! Huh? (he mimes an old man with a beard) I'm old! (then he yawns) I'm tired! (then he mimes someone who's hot...) Hey, I'm hot (...and cold) I'm cold!! Huh?? Come on! What can't I do?
Rachel: No Mon that's not the point. I'm out a thousand dollars, I'm all scratched up, and I'm stuck with this stupid cat that looks like a hand! (Storms out.)
Professor Spafford: And that's not all I'm allergic to.
Charlie: (her mobile phone rings) Oh, I'm sorry. I'll take this. Excuse me. (she cuts herself off for a moment)
Joey: (sounds tired) Hey you guys, I'm turning in. Have fun.
Mrs. Geller: I'm telling you, it's a wonder your mother turned out to be the positive, life-affirming person that she is.
Chandler: I'm sorry buddy, but I don't think I'm gonna be able to make it.
Ross: Oh, I'm no actor, I'm a professor of palaeontology.
Monica: Oh my god, honey, I'm so so so so so sorry.
Chandler: Look, I thought about it too, and I'm sorry. I think we should spend all of the money on the wedding.
Ross: Yeah, you're right, thanks Pheebs, I'm gonna go find her.
Rachel: I just wanted to let you know I've changed my mind: I'm gonna do it, I'm gonna kiss Joey.
Rachel: (pause) I'm gonna do it.
Ross: I'm gonna get some more coffee.
Ross: Yeah, it's no big deal. I mean, I just met her and I'm fine with it...
Ross: Ok, well, uh, I can maybe grab a sleeping bag, or...(There's one of those moments. They're staring at each other, no word uttered, and then she leans toward him in order to kiss him, but he ducks and avoids her more than once.) Oh, oh. (he then hugs her and when she tries to kiss him again, he stands up and she falls down on the bed). No, Rach! I'm sorry, I just don't think this, this, this is a good idea.
Charlie: I'm good!
Joey: Yeah, I'm... I'm kind of having a little problem.
Chandler: (emotional) It's a baby! A beautiful little baby! And some other stuff I'm gonna pretend I don't see.
Rachel: Yes, I'm sorry. Do you have any extra pants? Umm, my friend seems to have had a little accident.
Rachel: Oh, oh thanks. Alright well, now that I'm up I'm going to go to the bathroom.
Phoebe: Okay, then I'm Swedish...
Rachel: Y'know what, just give me a second and I'll be out of your hair. I'm just gonna grab a jacket. When I get back, I want every little detail. (There's a knock on the door.) Maybe that's him. (Goes to answer the door.)
Ross: Ok, but you know what? I gotta say, I'm really impressed that you were able to memorize all this so quickly!
Monica: Yeah, I'm sure your ex-wife will be more than happy to move to another country so you can patch things up with your new wife.
Chandler: Okay, so, I'm in Las Vegas... I'm Liza Minelli-
Monica: I'm sorry too.
Chandler: I'm sorry.