words in movies
Phoebe: Oh my God! Youre getting a massage! You never let me massage you!!
Chandler: Buy stamps, pick up dry cleaning Dont let Phoebe in.
Phoebe: OkayOop! Too late! Im leaving! Come on Chandler lets go! (She storms out.)
Monica: Oh, okay. Here, why dont you let me do it?
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?
Monica: Chandler, there is nothing in there that concerns you! If you love me you-youll let it go.
Phoebe: Why wont you let me massage you?
Phoebe: (in a soothing voice) Great, lets begin. (She starts the massage.) Hows the pressure?
Chandler: Monica has a secret closet and she wont let me see whats in it.
Phoebe: No, you cant let this stop you from getting massages! No look, I have, I have lots of clients that make the same noises you do!
Phoebe: Well not clients, lovers. But lets just yknow, try it again. Come back and-and well work through it.
Rachel: Okay, lets do it. Ill move in.
[Cut to inside the apartment, Ross decides to let Monica in and goes over and opens the door in mid-pound.]
Chandler: I'm afraid I can't let you do that, Joe.
Chandler: Okay! (He joins her on one knee) Okay! Okay! Oh God, I thought (Starting to cry, pauses) Wait a minute, I-I can do this. (Pause) I thought that it mattered what I said or where I said it. Then I realized the only thing that matters is that you, (Pause) you make me happier than I ever thought I could be. (Starting to cry again.) And if youll let me, I will spend the rest of my life trying to make you feel the same way. (Pause as he gets out the ring.) Monica, will you marry me?
[Scene: Phoebe's apartment. Phoebe just let David in who brought a bottle of wine.]
Ross makes some sort of sound to let us know it hurt.
The Director: I dont think so. Lets take it back to Richards last line. (Walks off.) Action!
Monica: Yeah. Hey, that was nice of you guys to back off and let Joey get the girl for once.
Rachel: I dont know, let me think. I was walking down the street thinking, Im gonna tell the father today and then bam!
Ross: Oh yeah, let me just finish this.
Pete: Yeah, stupidly charming isnt it? Well listen lets, you wanna get something to eat? Cause this place is kinda depressing. (they start to leave)
Phoebe: Yeah. Lets see, my had Mom killed herself, and my Dad had run off, and I was living in a Gremlin with a guy named Cindy who talked to his hand.
Chandler: Hmm, lets see if it comes up this time. (He looks at his cards and shrugs.)
Chandler: Oh yes, yes... let me... take your coat.
Phoebe: I dunno, lets see! So, okay, I dreamt that we were gonna get married, and he left, becuz he had to go fight a fire. And, um, so okay, I went to a night club, and I saw him making out with a girl.
Nurse: Youve done all you can Dr. Wesley. You have got to let her go.
Monica: Let me see!
Joey: I want you.I need you.Let me make love to you.
Joey/Drake: Fine. I'll go. But let me ask you one question...
Monica: Alright, let me ask you this question: How many of you thought the music was fine, but not in keeping with the tone of the restaurant? (a few raise their hands again).
Chandler: Okay, easy Martina. I think we should let them win the next game.
Doug: Oh Bing, look at those twin sisters dancing together. Let me buy you a lap dance with those girls. Huh?
Phoebe: And no, oh please, oh please let me finish. (Rachel stops talking.) Oh I guess that was it.
Man: Oh, let me guess some idiot on a cell phone wasnt paying attention?
Chandler: Okay so you mean no as in, "Gee Chandler, what an interesting idea. Lets discuss it before we reject it completely."
Ross: Hey! I did not dump Rachel! (To Mona) Nor are we still together. (The phone rings and Ross goes to answer it, only hes trapped behind the apothecary table by Dr. Green.) Can I just (Dr. Green glares at him.) Why dont we just let the machine get that?
Phoebe: Okay. Then, take the tiara back and let me hold the musket again. (He hands it to her and Phoebe poses in front of one of those small mirrors.) Somethings missing. Its not Okay oh, let me see the ring my friend picked out.
Zack: I'm gonna take off now. You're gonna let me go home, aren't you?
Rachel: Oh God. You did. You heard. Ok, listen, let me explain.
Rachel: Oh, Joey, come on! Please, please! Let me come, I will behave, I promise! I will behave! Please, please, please...
Phoebe: So long! Dont let the best door in the world hit you in the ass on your way out! (He exits and she slams the door behind him.)
Rachel: Come on Ross! You said you wanted to talk about it, lets talk about it!! How was she?
Joey: Come on! Look just-just telllet her know that you really want them to be there. Lets not forget, this is a woman that has sent you many lasagnas over the years.
Joey: Okay, Ross, I realise that you didn't expect to walk in and see that, but.. Let me explain, okay?
Joey: Oh, let me get this. (He takes out his wallet, but the panties come with it. The woman and waitress are shocked.) (Realizing) (To the woman) These are for you.
Rachel: Okay Ross come on lets just forget about the condoms.
Chandler: Dude, it's Chandler. Let me in.
Phoebe: Joey? How could you just let them leave?
Joey: Okay, some tricks of the trade. Now, Ive never been able to cry as an actor, so if Im in a scene where I have to cry, I cut a hole in my pocket, take a pair of tweezers, and just start pulling. Or ah, or, lets say I wanna convey that Ive just done something evil. That would be the basic I have a fishhook in my eyebrow and I like it (Does it by raising one eyebrow, and showing off the pretend fishhook.) Okay, lets say Ive just gotten bad news, well all I do there is try and divide 232 by 13. (looks all confused) And thats how its done. Great soap opera acting tonight everybody, class dismissed.
Rachel: Ok, let’s keep talking.
Rachel: (Emma starts crying in the other room) Oh sorry, hold on. Let me just check on the baby!
Rachel: No, I couldn't let you do that.
Joey: Look, look lets pretend its a real bachelor party. Okay? Yknow? Before your wedding. Come on, itll be fun.
Phoebe: Thankfully you dont need me at all (gets up and to leave) so Okay Super aunt see you later! Rachel lets give it six to eight months (she leaves).
Phoebe: Well okay, let this be a lesson to all of you, all right. Once you, once you betray me, I become like the ice woman, yknow. Very cold, hard, unyielding, y'know nothing, nothing can penetrate this icy exterior. (to Monica) Can I have a tissue, please?
Monica: Yknow, lets face it, Im not a kid anymore! I-I need to be with someone who-who wants the same things that I do! I mean coming to my place of work and telling me that you love me, I want that! Talking about pig sex over lunch, I dont want that!
Joey: Ok, let me stop you right there. The Mets suck, ok? You wanna see the Yankees.
Joey: Well, you wouldn't let me in, so I thought you were in trouble.
Rachel: No! Wait no! Shut upI mean dont cry! Let me get my checkbook! (Grabs her checkbook and runs after him.)
Chandler: You know, you always cook this meal all by yourself. Let me help this year.
JOEY: Let me get this straight. He got you to beg to sleep with him, he got you to say he never has to call you again, and he got you thinking this was a great idea.
Monica: (Gets up) Okay, okay. You two (to Phoebe and Rachel) go get the dessert. And I'll let you in.
Chandler: Please let me stay on this side of the door.
Phoebe: (to Joey) You wouldn’t let her have a grape?
Chandler: Don't let yourself get manipulated this way!
Rachel: Oh, okay. Uhh, well lets see. (Grabs his hand.) Youre aboutwell uh, this one is large. And this one(Grabs the other hand.)
Rachel: Yeah, we're gonna let you be alone.
Rachel: Thats your whole name, okay of course it is! Okay, well lets-lets just have a look-see here. (Looking at his resume)
Monica: Hey, let me tell them!
(Rachel goes to hug him but Ross is holding one of her hands and doesnt let go, so she can only put one arm around him.)
Rachel: Don't let him in! I'm supposed to be at a regatta gala.
Ross: The judge wouldnt let us get an annulment! Now we gotta get a divorce!! Did a Porsch throw up on you? (Walks on.)
[Scene: Monica, Chandler, and Phoebe's, Chandler is reading the newspaper as the phone rings. He lets the machine answer it.]
Joey: All right, Im here, lets ahh, get this over with.
Monica: Do NOT let me sit in one of those. We'll be here for days.
Joey: Oh no, no, no, let your dad get this.
JOEY: Hey Gunther, let me get a lemonade to go.
Mike: Well, I know this is gonna sound crazy, but, we could not let the box of rats ruin our lives.
Phoebe: All right, let just try it again. Really listen.
Ross: Still-still, let me come... for me.
Phoebe: No, he really hates it. But he's gonna let me keep my box of human hair! So you got to pick your battles. But the good news is, Gladys is yours!
Mona: No, its still wet. Yknow what? Let me get it out before it sets. Ooh, I have something you can wear. Here. (Hands him Rosss shirt.)
Mackenzie: Then you gotta let them go.
Realtor: Take as long as you want. Just let me know when you're through. (she leaves the room)
Phoebe: (coming over after returning the musket) Wait a minute, no, this is, this is the reason you brought me. Okay? I know how to haggle. So let me handle this from here on out.
Rachel: Oh, let me see! (grabs picture) Oh, God, is he just the sweetest thing? You must just want to kiss him all over!
The Director: Okay. (to Alex) All right uh, Alex now when Joey says his line, "Take good care of your Momma son," thats your cue to cry. Got it? (Alex nods yes.) All right, lets do this.
Ross: You let Rachel come back, and it’s done.
Ross: How would he like to come with me to the Museum of Natural History after everyone else has left, just the two of us, and he can touch anything he wants. (Mr. Zellner looks shocked). I just heard it as you must have heard it and that’s not good. Let me start again. I’m a paleontologist, you’ll be there with us and the touching refers only to bones… fossils!
Phoebe: Okay, this is going to be harder than I thought. Umm, lets try some uh, aversion therapy.
Monica: Here, let me help you. (they both start opening boxes)
Phoebe: Monica, I'm sorry I didn't come by last night. I was out with Gary; he let me ride around with him in his cop car. We saw and prevented crimes.
Monica: Alright, well, maybe I should let you and the second prettiest girl in Oklahoma get back to work.
Phoebe: Umm, the street. Come on, lets go to the street. Ooh, listen, dont go onto the balcony until after I get back. (Leaves)
Phoebe: So, you just let her go?
Rachel: (on the answering machine) Oh, come on, miss, isn't there any way that you can just let me off...
Ross: Let her off the plane!
Monica: (laughs) I dont have anything like that, but let me go see if Rachel does.
Phoebe: All right so Earl, lets just forget about the people at the office, okay? There-theres gotta be someone else in your life worth sticking around for! What about-what about your family, your friends, or maybe your girlfriend?
Ross: Let me ask you something, at your school was there a like uh a place on campus where students went to uh, fool around.
ROSS: What? Let me see. [climbs up in the other adjoining stall]
Ross: And that should conclusively prove that I had the idea for Jurassic Park first! Now lets take a look at (Phoebe rushes in.)
Ross: (calming down) Yeah, I know. I mean, no, youre right. Yeah I guess Ill let it go. But you-you understand how-how hard it is to forget about this.
Cliff: Wow! I usually get to know a girl a little better before I let her spoon me.
Joey: Let me explain to you how the human body works. I have to warm my stomach first. Eatin chips is like stretching.
Rachel: She was just crawling around and she found him, so I just let her sleep with him. That's all right? Isn't it?
Ross: Oh. Listen, do you think- and try not to let my intense vulnerability become any kind of a factor herebut do you think it would be okay if I asked you out? Sometime? Maybe?
Rachel: Ok, let’s work from the top down! (Joey nods, but then puzzled because he does not get it) Just work the bra, Joe!
Phoebe: Oh really. Okay. let me ask you something. Yesterday at the coffee house, I went to the bathroom and when I came back, my muffin was gone-who took it?
Cecilia: Well, lets just say if I left 15 years ago, the landscape of Mexican cinema would be very different today!
The Producer: Ill let you two guys get acquainted, huh? (Walks away.)