words in movies
Erica: Yeah, you know, maybe I ate too much. I keep getting these stomach-aches. They come and go like every few minutes.
Monica: You'll be fine. Nah, you won't, but I'll be back in two minutes.
Ross: No, no, no. That's impossible. It doesn't leave for another 20 minutes.
Ross: Yeah, but we-we have to be at the Four Seasons for drinks in 15 minutes and then yknow, then The Plaza for dinner.
Rachel: Ah, what is this? Well, lets see, we kissed for ten minutes and now we're talking to our friends about it, so I guess this is sixth grade!
Chandler: Well, so, play for the next 30 minutes and then write until he gets home.
Monica: Alright, 5 more minutes.
Rachel: Oh, I have to pee. If I dont come out in five minutes its because Ive choked to death on the potpourri stink. (Goes into the bathroom.)
ROSS: Shouldn't the pizza be here by now?� I mean, they said thirty minutes or less.� Well, how long has it been?
Chandler: Wow, in 45 minutes you can find her twice. (Monica smiles at that.)
Chandler: Yeah, well be down in like five minutes.
Ross: Forty-five minutes.
Ross: (looking at Rachel entering with Emma) Oh, hi! Hi! Thanks for showing you up thirty minutes late!
Rachel: Are you joking? Check out is not til noon and he has a good (checks her watch) eleven minutes left.
Ross: Okay, hey, that's okay with me. Two down and I have exactly twelve minutes.... Wha, my watch stopped. My watch. (shows Chandler) Okay, see, the, the dinosaur tail isn't going around any more. (grabs Chandler's watch) What time is it? It's 7:33, I have seven minutes. I have seven minutes!!
Maitre d': Oh-kay, we'll have a table for you in about 45 minutes.
Joey: Nah, Im too depressed to eat. Ill probably eat in like 5 minutes. So I guess Ill just fly home with you guys, what times your flight?
Chandler: Well, youre not gonna believe this, but if you have seven minutes
Ross: (he picks up the ball) What do you think you learnt how to do in the last two minutes?? (he enters another room)
Phoebe: ...and then it goes back to the chorus... Smelly cat, Sme-lly ca-t / I-t's not your fau-lt. And that's the end of the song... I realise that you didn't ask to hear it, but uhm... no-one had spoken in seventeen minutes.
Joey: Yeah, try sticking it in the freezer for 20 minutes. (They all look around and then back at Joey.) Im tellin ya!
Phoebe: Okay, Jasmine, can you, can you ask Mr. Whiffler if he can wait for like five minutes.
Ross: Come on! Forty-five minutes! Forty-five minutes the man talked about strappy backed dresses.
JOEY: Alright, you're on. I can take two minutes out of my day to kick your ass.
Monica: (elbows him) Fifteen minutes.
Chandler: Alright, alright, alright. It's been fourteen and a half minutes and you still have not said one word. Oh God, do something. Just make contact, smile!
Ross: Joey! This is like the last commercial. You've got like (checks his watch) ten minutes left!
The Librarian: Well, yes! Just give me five minutes, I just have to find someone to cover my shift.
Monica: Why? It's just that I've waited seven years for an opportunity like this, and you can't even wait four and a half minutes for a stupid onion tartlet?
Monica: No, no, wait. (checks Ross's itinerary) His flight doesn't leave for another forty-five more minutes.
Monica: (opening the door and frantically) Okay, guys! The candy is coming; I just need another 15 minutes for the chocolate to cool!
MIKE: (looking at his watch) Eleven minutes.� (long pause)� And now twelve.� So, do you like the beer?
Monica: All right people listen, Ive got exactly twenty-eight minutes before I have to baste again.
Phoebe: Hey! Check it out! This is unbelievable! Joey has been holding his breath for almost four minutes!
Rachel: Yeah, it was senior year in college. It was after the Sigma Chi luau and Melissa and I got very drunk! And we ended up kissing! For several minutes!
Ross: Yeah, laugh all you want but in ten minutes were gonna have younger looking skin!
Rachel: you were 50 minutes late to the class, what did you crawl there?!
MONICA: All right people, we're in trouble here. We've only got 12 hours and 36 minutes left. Move, move, move!
Rachel: For Stella! Remember? She's gettin' her grove back in like 20 minutes.
Chandler: Ladies? Ross's speech is in 45 minutes.
MONICA: Alright, I'll tell you what. I'll come get you in 5 minutes with some sort of um, kabob emergency.
Monica: (sits down) Oh good. Good, look I'm so sorry, for screwing up that cutting-her-out plan. But I have a new plan. Chandler agreed to call here in a few minutes with an emergency.
Phoebe: They give you away! Theres just-theres just too much wisdom in there. (Joey nods in agreement.) Just put some tea bags on there for like 15 minutes.
Sleep Clinic Worker: Alll right, well call you in a few minutes.
Monica: Oh, about five minutes. Right now theyre interviewing his opponent. Apparently he trains by going to Iran and pulling the arms off thieves.
Earl: Oh yeah? I work in a cubicle surrounded by people. Ive been talking to you for five minutes now about killing myself and no ones even looked up from their desk. Hang-hang on. (To the people standing around his cubicle.) Hey everybody! Uh, Im gonna kill myself! (Theres no response; no one even looks up.) Ill get back to ya. (To Phoebe) I got nothing. Wait. (He sets the phone down.) Uh, hey Marge! (Mimes putting a gun to his head, pulling the trigger, and splattering his brain on the wall behind him. Then points to himself. Marge watches this, then goes back to work.) (To Phoebe) Ehh, nothing. Nothing.
Phoebe: Hey! Check it out! This is unbelievable! Joey has been holding his breath for almost four minutes!
Monica: (entering from her bedroom carrying a present) Ok, these were unbelievably expensive, and I know he's gonna grow out of them in like, 20 minutes, but I couldn't resist. (There a little pair of Nike shoes.)
Joey: Seventeen-fourteen Giants... three minutes to go in the third.
Joey: Chandler? Forty-five minutes? Well, something is not right. I just can’t believe he would do this to Monica!
Joey: No-no, this only took five minutes. I spent the rest of the day coming up with new, Ultimate Fireball. (Takes out a bowling ball and a propane torch.) Ha-ha!
Ross: Yeah, which, which we have to leave for in exactly twelve minutes. All right, come on, I'll just pick something out for you.
Erica: Yeah, you know, maybe I ate too much. I keep getting these stomach aches. They come and go like every few minutes.
Rachel: I don't know. It's so complicated. I work with this guy, you know, I have the baby, and I have Ross, and I just...I don'tknow what to do and I have to be at the office and see Gavin in ten minutes.
Rachel: Oops, sorry. Listen, we-we have to have a party tonight! Actually, we have to have one in five minutes, so everybody cancel your plans.
Rachel: Honey, come on, I have to be at work in like ten minutes (Ross starts kissing her neck) Oh, all right, well it's not like I'm employee of the year or anything. (they fall onto the couch)
Richard: Yeah, I understand. Take as much time as you want. (Pause) Ten, even twenty minutes if you need it. Ill be here. Not smoking. (Monica leaves.)
Ronni: Oh, like, uh, five minutes?
Joey: I knew he couldn't be with a woman for 45 minutes!!
Joey: Really? Oh uh, oh just give me five more minutes with it.
Ross: Oh, no-no-no, see, that-that clocks a little fast, uh, we have 17 minutes. Huh, what can we do in 17 minutes? Twice?
MNCA: [to Chandler] Yo, Bing. Racquetball in 15 minutes.
Monica: Where is everybody? They're forty-five minutes late!
Rachel: Well, my boss was at the same restaurant where I was having my interview and he heard everything. So later he calls me to his office and he tells me that he's gonna have to let me go, because I'm not a team player. And I said "Wait a minute! Yes I am." and I had to sit there for 45 minutes while he proved that that in fact... was true.
Phoebe: Well, not much has changed in the last five minutes.
Monica: It's not just the drum noise. Every five minutes, Joey throws his sticks in the air, and I have to hear, "Oh my eye! Oh god, my eye!" I mean, it is so annoying.
Chandler: Yeah, well, I only have twenty minutes until Ethan, so, y'know.. (He starts to raid the fridge.)
CHANDLER: Oh no no no no, no no no no no no, you see, what I had planned shouldn't take more that 2, 3 minutes tops.
Gunther: That guy (points) has been waiting for his coffee for ten minutes! Hes complained about you three times! (He hands the coffee cup to Joey, assuming that Joey will deliver it and walks away.)
Ross: Yay! And that takes what? Just six or seven minutes.
SUSIE: Oh, shoot, we gotta go, got a reservation in 30 minutes.
Monica: You know, if you just wait another... six and a half minutes...
Ross: What?! That-thats all the way cross town, Im supposed to teach a graduate seminar there in ten minutes.
Monica: Youre not dressed yet?! Were supposed to start having fun in 15 minutes!
MONICA: You heard the woman. Peel, chop, devil! I can't believe I lost 2 minutes.
Ross: Okay, look, we have nineteen minutes. Okay, Chandler, I want you to go and change! Okay. And then, when you come back, Joey will go change, and he'll have vacated the chair. Okay. Okay.
Joey: You damn right I am, I've been waiting for a cookie for 7 minutes.
Phoebe: Whoa!! He is soo unreasonable! God, although I think I understand what he means. Oh my God, this is like 60 Minutes, okay, when, when, at first youre really mad at that pharmaceutical company for making the drug and then y'know you just feel bad for the people because they needed to make their hair grow.
Phoebe: Okay, we have like ten minutes. Do you want me to get into that now?!
JANITOR: Meet me in the nocturnal house in 15 minutes.
Joanna: (kisses him) Ill be back in ten minutes. (Starts to leave)
Ross: Come on Rach, you dont have what, ten minutes?
Ross: (on phone) Okay, Andr� should be there in like 45 minutes. All rightie, bye bye. (to Phoebe) Just easier that way.
MONICA: No no. See, in my bedroom I set my clock six minutes fast. You wanna know why?
Ross: No, four minutes ago you had a half hour, we have to be out the door at twenty to eight.
Monica: Right, you only go for them 5 minutes before they get married.
Ross: What? (to Sophie) Sophie, does she have ten minutes?
Monica: Y'know what? After you're with this woman for like ten minutes, you forget all that. I mean, she is this astounding person, with this, with this amazing spirit.
Joey: Relax Ross, we'll be ready. It only takes us two minutes to get dressed.
Chandler: Yes there are, I just saw them a few minutes ago.
Rachel: I’m telling you guys, we followed them out to a house in Westchester, the went in for like forty-five minutes and then they came out looking pretty happy!
Monica: I mean, why should I let them meet him? I mean, I bring a guy home, and within five minutes they're all over him. I mean, they're like- coyotes, picking off the weak members of the herd.
Monica: Oh, well... um, that's all there are of these. But in about eight and a half minutes, we'll be serving some delicious onion tartlets.
Chandler: No, we're playing this game I learned at work. You have to name all the states in six minutes.
Ross: (to Joey) How 'bout instead you, go get changed! (to Chandler) You, give him back his underwear! I'm gonna go get a cab, and I want everyone down stairs in two minutes! Monica!
Chandler: Yeah, I know, I did that two minutes ago.
Monica: Ill meet you there in two minutes.
Ross: I have been down in your store for twenty minutes trying to get a tie! What do I have to do to get some service?! (turns to Rachel) Hi Rach. (He's puts his hand on her shoulder and she knocks it away.)
Ross: Fine. Fine, but I want the record to show that I tried to take the high road, because in about five minutes Im gonna be saying (He laughs and points at Rachel sarcastically.)
Phoebe: Yeah, I thought I had one a couple of minutes ago, and now I know that was definitely one.
Monica: 2 minutes, 12 pies and a part of one tin! Okay, I see you guys at 4.
Susan: They're every four minutes and last 55 seconds.
Chandler: (entering from his bedroom) Guys, come on! Let's go! The puck drops in 20 minutes! Come on, Joe!