words in movies
Joey: (entering) Hey! I'm all packed and ready to go!
Woman: Doctor Geller, I'm such a huge fan!
Joey: No, God, no! No! No no, I'm an actor. You'd probably recognize me from a little show called "The Days of Our Lives".
Sarah: I'm sorry, I don't own a TV.
Monica: David, can you help me?! I'm trying to explain to Chandler how a plane stays in the air.
Monica: Alright, I'm gonna go pick up a few things for the trip.
Phoebe: I'm sooo sorry!! I just... I keep thinking about Mike! I'm crazy about David, and we're having so much fun together. Why-Why do I miss Mike? That's-that's gonna go away, right?
Chandler: David, let me stop you there 'cause I think I see where this is going. I'm not very good at giving advice. So if you want advice, go to Ross, Monica, or... Joey, if the thing you wanna advice about is pizza toppings or burning sensation when you pee.
David: I'm sorry, uh... I just wish I could make her forget about Mike already, you know... Why did Phoebe and Mike break up?
Chandler: Oh, because his penis was too big. (he notices that David is not amused) Oh, I'm sorry, that's the kind of thing I do. (pause) They broke up because Mike didn't want to get married. Hey, what if you just let Phoebe know you'd be open to marriage?
Chandler: David, I'm pretending to read here!!
Ross: (a little embarassed by their conversation) I'm good, I have dinner plans (moves away from them).
Joey: Yeah, yeah. I've got tons of stuff I could do. I'm gonna hit the beach, go swimming...
Monica: Ok, I'm sensing that this is some kind of word play, because you are pink with barely controlled glee.
David: So, ehm... I'm proposing to Pheobe tonight. (Removes a ring box from his pocket and opens it to show Chandler the ring)
Chandler: Nude... (Ross looks at him)... pictures of Anna Kournikova. I'm so sorry.
Chandler: It's not gone! I mean, I'm sure you printed out a copy. You have a hard copy, right?
Chandler: Well, I tried Billy Jean King, but... (Ross glares at him) you know, you and Monica have the same "I'm gonna kill you" look...? I can usually make it go away by kissing her... (Ross continues to glare at him and Chandler leans in as if he's going to kiss Ross)
Monica: This is Monica! I'm Phoebe's friend. Listen, Phoebe is back with David and he's going to propose to her, and she is going to say "yes" but I know she really wants to be with you!
Monica: I... I'm sorry, did you say something? I can't hear through all this damned hair! (Tries to move her huge hair away from the phone, in vain)
Mike: Look, if Phoebe wants to marry David, she should, I'm not gonna stand in the way of that and neither should you.
Joey: I'm so bored! Stupid rain, we... we can't do anything.
Waiter: I'm sorry sir, these are for the pharmaceutical convention (walks away)
Rachel: And... that's the most sex I'm gonna have this weekend.
Rachel: No, I'm not blushing, I'm sunburnt! From, you know, the rain.
David: Ok, I'm gonna take off.
Phoebe: David, I'm so sorry, I'm sorry.
Chandler: I'm so glad we've got adjoining rooms!
Rachel: Look at that woman sitting by the pool getting tan... so leathery and wrinkled, I'm so jealous!
Ross: And that's just the herbivores. I'm not even gonna discuss the carnivores, their heads are already too big. Which is ironic considering their stunted cerebral development.
Mike: Oh... I'm back!
Charlie: Oh my God! (pauses) I'm your groupie!
Chandler: Because you know how competitive you get and well, I say it's cute, others disagree, and I'm lying!
Monica: I'm not always that bad!
Charlie: I'm sorry, I can't! I'm running a discussion group all afternoon.
Chandler: I'm not playing with you.
Phoebe: Yeah, I'm out.
Mike: Oh, by the way... I'm awesome!!
Joey: (sitting up again) I'm telling you, Rach, Charlie is not right for me!
Rachel: Yeah, I'm not talking about her...
Rachel: No, I-I-I-I don't, I actually don't know who I'm talking about! So!
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!
Rachel: I don't know, I'm not trying to do anything, it's just, we have such a good time when we're together, you know... I mean, aren't you just a... little curious... (insinuating) what that would be like?...
Rachel: Yeah, he did! (smiling) Oh, see, this is what I'm talking about!
Joey: I know, I know! But I've thought about it a lot since, and it just wouldn't be right... (painfully) I'm sorry...!
Rachel: (regretful) I'm sorry, too! (they look at each other sadly, then she recollects, and puts her hands over her eyes) OH GOD! I shouldn't have said anything!
Monica: Ooh! I'm sorry! I think, I THINK, that may have missed the table!
Mike: That's what I'm thinking.
Mr. Oberblau: I'm just saying, I have a cabin in the Adirondacks if you ever want to get away from the city, well, that'd be (pause) just nifty!
Monica: No, no, no. Honey, I'm ok. Shake it off! (she shakes the wrist and it's more painful) Oh, no! No shaking, no shaking! Ooh! Ooh! (pause) Oh my God! I can't play!
Chandler: Because I'm gonna play for ya.
Ross: I'm sorry... we... we can't.
Monica: I'm sure they'll be here soon.
Rachel: I know you did. I'm just gonna deal with it, I'm just gonna deal with it. (Ross comes by, smoching with Julie on the phone.) I gotta get out of here. (Exits)
Joey: Yeah. I'm thinking, if we put our heads together, between the two of us, we can break them up.
Joey: Well... I'm helping out down at the N.Y.U. Med School with some... research.
Ross: I'm going to China.
Phoebe: Most likely. (raises and goes toward the door) Okay, I'm gonna be out there.
Rachel: OK, I'm guessing this is from...
Ross: All right, I'm coming out. Hey, can you turn the lights off.
Rachel: No, I'm just....
Monica: Um, okay, here it goes. I'm not 22. I'm, I'm 25... and thirteen months.
Rachel: So I'm thinking about you. So what?
Julie: (Loudly, proving she can speak English.) Thank you. I'm from New York.
Ross: you know I really admire your whole dating attitude, it's so healthy I'm always like is this moving to fast? Is this moving to slow? Where's this going?
Joey: No, no, it's not, don't listen to him! (to Ross) I'm gonna thump you! (points his fist at him)
Monica: Pheebes, you know what I'm thinking?
Monica: No, although now that's what I'm thinking.
Ross: (very interested) Oh! like what?! (Charlie looks at him confused, but smiling) Oh I'm sorry, I don't mean to pry... it's just that this must be what regular people experience when they watch "Access Hollywood".
Phoebe: I'm still on "no."
Rachel: Oh God, I know I'm a pathetic loser.
Rachel: Good! I'm glad it's not a problem.
Joey: I'm outta here. Here's my credit card. Dinner's on me. I'm sorry, Chandler.
Rachel: I'm okay.
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!
Phoebe: Well, you're not more excited than I am! No way! I'm the most excited!
Phoebe: Oh my God! I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Which one's Demi Moore?
CHANDLER: I'm hoping that when Bob doesn't show up, she will seek comfort in the open arms of the wry stranger at the next table.
Chandler: I'm still on my first. I just think you're nice.
Monica: But I'm...
Ross: First of all, I'm not losing...
Phoebe: (reading the nametag on the uniform) Hi, I'm Ben. I'm hospital worker Ben. It's Ben... to the rescue!
Rachel: Well that works out good, because I'm not listening.
Ross: What a beautiful story. Hey, I'm fine by the way.
Monica: Rachel, (they go back inside) say that I'm friends with her, we spend some time together. Is that so terrible?
Rachel: Oh, I'm sorry, did my back hurt your knife?
Joey: Yeah, I'm ready.
Customer: You idiot, you stupid cowboy, you blinded me, I'm suing!
Phoebe: Monica, I really appreciate you checking in on me, but I'm actually feeling a lot better. Yeah, I just kinda want to be alone right now.
Ross: (to the kid) Oh yeah? Well, I'm rubber, you're glue, whatever(to Chandler)can't do it. (to the kid) Listen, uh- gimme back my puck.
Woman: Oh, I'm sorry, is that your basket? It's really pretty. Unfortunately, I don't see suds.
Rachel: Okay, listen, I'm thinking, why don't we just tell them who we really are? I mean, it'll be fine, I really think it'll be fine.
Rachel: And now, y'know, I'm like... I'm like the other woman! I feel so..
JOEY: I don't know, I'm just tryin' to help you out.
CHANDLER: You know what? I'm not gonna end up like this. I'll see you man.
JANICE: Oh, sweetie, I'm sorry.
Rachel: I'm hoping that if she hears it enough it will be her first word.
Phoebe: Well no, when I get to the point where... you know... I'm ready to hear cruel mocking jokes about Mike... I'm gonna come to you.
STRANGER: Yeah, I'm looking for Phoebe, does she still live here?
Phoebe: Okay, lesson one: chords. Now, I don't know the actual names of the chords but umm, I-I-I made up names for the way my hand looks while I'm doing them. (She starts to show Joey the chords. Transcribers Note: For this one you'll have to use your imagination, 'cause it would take me 50 pages to describe each one. So if you want to see them, you'll have to wait for this episode to come to a TV near you.) (Holding up her hand and then reconfiguring her hand with each name.) So then, this is Bear Claw. Okay, umm, Turkey Leg and Old Lady. (Joey tries to imitate them.)
Rachel: No. But don't worry, I'm sure they're still there.
PHOEBE: Ok, look, before you even start, I'm not denying evolution, ok, I'm just saying that it's one of the possibilities.
PHOEBE: Yeah, well, ya know, I'm kind of spooky that way. Wooo.
Young Ethan: All right, look. I've gotta tell you something. I'm not 17. I only said so that you'd think I was cute and vunerable. I'm actually 30, I have a wife, I have a job, I'm your Congressman. Monica, this is ridiculous, we're great together. We can talk, we make each other laugh, and the sex. Oh, man, okay i have no frame of graft, but I thought that was great.
DUNCAN: I'm, I'm still me.
Chandler: Okay, what do you saw I go over there and say how much I like her? (Joey gives him a thumbs up) No-no it'll be good, I can tell her much I've been thinking about her. That I haven't stopped thinking about her since the moment I met her. That I'm so fantastically, over-the-top, wanna-slit-my-own-throat in love with her, that for every minute of every hour of every day I can't believe my own damn bad luck that you met her first!!
Mrs. Tribbiani: Of course I knew! What did you think? Your father is no James Bond. You should've heard some of his cover stories. "I'm sleeping over at my accountant's," I mean, what is that? Please!
ROSS: OK, now I'm nervous.
CHANDLER: I'm goin' home.
ROSS: I uh, I don't know, I guess I'm just gonna see, see what happens.
CHANDLER: I'm back.
Ronni: Oh no, not you, big Joey. Oh my God, you're so much cuter than your pictures! (Joey stares at her) I-I'm, I'm Ronni....Cheese Nip?
CHANDLER: No, you keep the pack. I'm all cried out today.
ROSS: Oh, you're right, I'm sorry.
PHOEBE: No, huh uh, no way, I'm sorry, not gonna happen.
ROSS: Even though you do do a good Bob impression, I'm thinkin' when she sees you tomorow, she's probably gonna realize, "hey, you're not Bob."
Rachel: Okay, I'm not just waitressing. I'm.. I, um... I write the specials on the specials board, and, uh... and I, uh... I take the uh dead flowers out of the vase... Oh, and, um, sometimes Artelle lets me put the little chocolate blobbies on the cookies.
STEVE: Good, good, I'm a lawyer now.
PHOEBE: I'm just gonna pass on the concert, 'cause I'm just not in a very Hootie place right now.
RACHEL: Honey, I'm sorry.
PHOEBE: Well, I'm not gonna be the only one who's not getting paid.
Julie: I know, I probably shouldn't even tell you this, but I'm pretty much totally intimidated by you.
Monica: Oh, I'm- I'm so sorry!
Ross: Look, if I can just do what Emily wants and get her to New York, I'm sure everything will be fine.
JOEY: I'm him.
PHOEBE: No, no, no. I'm sorry. It's "smelly cat, smel-ly cat".
Phoebe: Yeah, I should probably take it back. Ooh, but you know what? While I'm at the police station, I could check their Ten Most Wanted lists because my friend Fritzy has been like number 11 forever, so this could be her year! (She crosses her fingers in hope.)
MICH: [confused] I'm sorry?
PHOE: Really? That's so sweet. I mean, I'm officially offended but, sweet.
Monica: I'm sorry. I'm sorry, Phoebe. It's just a little shorter than what we had discussed.
Dr. Rhodes: Thank you soo much for coming on such a short notice. Ladies and gentlemen, I've-I've-I've been practicing medicine for twenty-three years, and I'm stumped.
Ross: No! Hey, you know what? I'm sorry. I would never force you... to hire someone you were this uncomfortable with...
Mike: I gotta tell you, I can't believe I'm doing this with you. Although I did just get out of a nine-year relationship, so I guess I should be open and taking some risks.
Janine: No! I mean you're a really nice guy and I'm happy to be your roommate and your friend, I'm just y'know, I just don't feel that way about you.
Phoebe: (sings) I can't believe what I'm hearing here...
MNCA: I'm sorry?
Young Ethan: Oh, I'm a senior... in High School.
Mindy: Now, I know things've been weird lately, but you're like my oldest friend in the world... Except for maybe Laurie Schaffer, who I don't talk to anywhere, 'cause she's all bitter now that she lost the weight and it turns out she doesn't have a pretty face. ....Okay, I'm just gonna ask you this once, and I want a straight answer.
MNCA: No, I'm sorry.
Susan: Honey, relax. Ross is great with him. (Ross looks at her.) Don't look so surprised. I'm a lovely person.
Ross: How can I not get this? I'm a college professor; I got 1450 on my S.A.T.s.
CHANDLER: Listen, I'm, I'm sorry I didn't make it over there today.
ROSS: Well, there's no way I'm gonna get a shot. Maybe they can take the needle and thquirt it into my mouth, you know, like a thquirt gun.
RACH: And I'm in it? Then let me read it.
ROSS: And that's what's gonna kill me. I'm allergic to kiwi.
MNCA: Oh, gosh, I'm sorry.
ROSS: Julie. Julie. That. Oh God. Julie, right. OK, I need to lie down. No, ya know, I'm gonna stand. I'm gonna stand, I'm gonna walk, I'm walkin' and I am standing. OK so you uh, and now wha... and now, now, now you're over me?
Rachel: (as Monica) Yeah, and and, I'm just gonna pay for this with a check.
Ross: I will, I will. See, I'm waiting for the right moment. (Joey looks at him) What? What, now?
Ross: This is perfect! She'll have to come back here with your pizza, and when she does, I'll turn on the Charm-O-Ross. Oh I'm so glad you don't eat meat.
Joey: Uhh, because I'm shooting a scene right now. Yeah, I uh, I play a gladiator. Uh, y'know what? Hold-hold on a second. (To no one in particular) Can we cut? Yeah, my-my friends are here, I'm gonna take a little break.
RACHEL: Look you guys, I have to go, I'm the Maid-of-Honor. And besides you know what I just need to be in a room again with these people and feel good about myself.