words in movies
Ross: What?! No! No! Wait! Youre right, this is stupid. Who cares what people think? I mean, I mean we like each other right? Theres nothing wrong with that. Come on. (They get up and go over to the table where his colleagues are sitting.) Burt? Lydia? Mel? This is Elizabeth.
Lydia: Arent you in my Popular Culture class?
Ross: Thats right Lydia, Elizabeth here is a student and uh, were dating. And you may frown upon that, but were not gonna hide it anymore.
Lydia: Hey, Knick fan, am I interested in your views on fatherhood? Uh, no.
[Scene: Lydia's Hospital Room, Joey is helping Lydia go through labor, a nurse is now present in her room as well.]
Lydia: I wasn't by myself. I had a doctor, a nurse, and a helper guy. (Joey smiles) So, did you see who won the game?
Lydia: No, this is a loaner.
Lydia: Look, look at your man, Ewing. Nice shot. You know what, he couldn't hit water if he was standing on a boat.
Lydia: The Celtics.
Lydia: Oh, boy, do they suck.
Lydia: Knick fan?
Joey: Come on, Lydia, you can do it. Push! Push 'em out, push 'em out, harder, harder. Push 'em out, push 'em out, way out! Let's get that ball and really move, hey, hey, ho, ho. Let's (notices the nurse looking at him strangely) I was justyeah, right. Push! Push!
Lydia: Mom, we've been through this. No, I'm not calling him. I don't care if it is his kid, the guy's a jerk. No, I'm not alone. Joey's here. (pause) What do you mean, Joey who? (covers the phone, to Joey) Joey who?
Lydia: So how did you know I was even here?
(Joey accompanies Lydia to a hospital room.)
Lydia: Ok, that's ok. I'm fine. I'm... oh!
Lydia: Ok.
Lydia: Oh, that is so not true.
Lydia: Maybe you should.
Lydia: She's not much of a phone person.
Lydia: Joey Tribbiani. Yes, ok. Hold on. (to Joey) She wants to talk to you. Take the phone.
Lydia: It isn't.
Lydia: Isn't!
(Joey looks down at Lydia.)
Lydia: Oh, no.
[Scene: Joey and Lydia in the hospital room. Lydia is on the phone with her mother.]
Lydia: Yeah, they're not so bad.
Lydia: Oh, shut up. You know, it's a rebuilding year. You... waah!
Lydia: There is no father.