words in movies
Monica: Oh my God. She's gonna pick us!
Monica: Oh my God, it's gonna WORK! We're gonna make it work! I'm gonna be a mummy and (to Chandler) you're gonna be a daddy! All right, I'll see you suckers. I'm gonna get me... A BABY! {she leaves)
Phoebe: Oh, that's Sarah. No, no. Don't you get any ideas, ok? No, I'm not setting you up with any more of my friends!
Phoebe: Oh, my friend Sarah had a great time last night.
Joey: Hey, hey, hey, hey. Look. I take a girl out, she can order whatever she wants! The more, the better! All right? Just don’t order a Garden salad and then eat my food! That’s a good way to lose some fingers!
Phoebe: Joey and my friend were out last night and having dinner and she reaches over and takes a few of his fries...
Chandler: So, the fact that I am a doctor, and my wife’s a reverend, that’s important to you?
Monica: Oh, you know, my flock is good, I mean, yeah, my flock pretty much takes care of themselves at this point. Good flock. Flock, flock, flock.
Erica: We’re great, I think I may have asked all my questions.
Erica: Yeah, when I read about you two, I was pretty sure I wanted you, but I just thought we should meet face to face. (to the agency guy). I've made my decision. I choose them.
Monica: Oh my God, this is great! This is so great! (to Chandler, who looks bewildered). Did you hear that?
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.
Joey: Uuuh.. yes, they are my stuffed clams.
Joey: I don't like it when people take food off of my plate, okay?
Joey: Uh, excuse me sir, there seems to be some sort of red crap on my cheesecake.
Sarah: (tasting hers) Oh my God! (Looks at the waiter and then to Joey)
Sarah: (laughing) No. If I can't have your clams, you can't have my dessert. This is a two way street.
Chandler: The agency must have made some mistake. My wife is not a reverend and I'm not a doctor.
Erica: Giving you my baby? You think I'd give you my child after this?
Chandler: Erica, please. Just consider us. Ask them to see our file. Our last name's Bing. My wife's a chef and I'm in advertising.
Chandler: But you did like us. And you should. My wife's an incredible woman. She's loving and devoted and caring. And don't tell her I said this but the woman's always right... I love my wife more than anything in this world. And I... It kills me that I can't give her a baby... I really want a kid. And when that day finally comes, I'll learn how to be a good dad. But my wife... she's already there. She's a mother... without a baby... Please?
Chandler: Well, I'm here to see my old buddy Ben. What are you doing here, weird turtle-man?
Phoebe: Oh yeah! I'd let him check out my kitchen floors.
Elizabeth: Yeah! Im just going down there to relax and hang out with my friends.
Phoebe: All right, Im gonna close my eyes and point to someone, and you, whoever I point has to come up with something fun for us to do, and we have to do it.
Ross: Oh my god...
Monica: Oh my god!
Phoebe: Now give me my real gift.
Rachel: And the ring, was the size of my fist (makes a fist)!
Phoebe: Oh my god, we killed Bob!
Joey: Actually, that will be long. You know, I really need to organize my thoughts.
Phoebe: Me too. Although this city is my home, so. So thats dumb what I said, dont tell him I said that. Umm, you make something up. (Mischa does so and Sergei kisses her hand.) Nice, (to Mischa) thank you. This is me. Here.
Rachel: Are you comparing my daughter to a rat?
Phoebe: Be careful, be careful! These are my rat babies!
Phoebe: No, no, no. It's not! It's not my mom. It belonged to mom. Yeah, no, she used to put it out every Christmas to remind us, that even though it's Christmas, people still die. And, you can put candy in it. (She grabs the skull, pulls out a stick of licorice, and takes a bite.)
Ross: What do you think you're gonna do, have sex with her right here on my couch?
Monica: Okay. Wait, just give me a second, I need to just get my boots off first. (She starts taking them off.) Ah Ooh Oohh Ohh Oh God Ohh Oh Ohh Ohhhh
Mike: My name in Mike, and I do play piano.
Ross: Yeah, see, we-we-we have to stop across the hall, because its my sister. But, uh, uh yknow actually, growing up with a sister was nice because it really helped me understand women. Yeah, you-you should tell your friends that.
Phoebe: Ok, um, (clears throat) we haven't known each other for that long a time, and, um, there are three things that you should know about me. One, my friends are the most important thing in my life, two, I never lie, and three, I make the best oatmeal raisin cookies in the world. (Phoebe opens a tin and offers Rachel a cookie)
ROSS: Not at all! I love this guy. Hey, I was so psyched to hear you're back with my sister!
Joey: Well thats true. And I am only naked in one scene. Plus it sounds really great. My characters catholic and he falls in love with this Jewish girl. Who run away together and they get caught in this big rainstorm. So we go into this barn and undress each other and hold each other. Its really sweet and-and tender.
Phoebe: Oh my god.
CHANDLER: Well now you understand how I feel every single day, ok? The world is my lesbian wedding.
Gavin: Hi! Gavin! Please to meet you. It was my idea to stand there.
Joey: My beers?! Look you guys, shes a very nice girl. Okay? We had a good time, but I justI dont see it going anywhere.
Richard: Well I know I was an idiot! And I tried to forget you, I really did! Yknow after we had lunch last year I spent six months in Africa trying to get you out of my head!
Joey: (sitting on the sofa in front of the tv) Rach, come on! They are announcing the numbers! My God, I can already feel myself changing.
Monica: Oh, I still cant believe my dad saw us having sex! He didnt make it to one of piano recitals, but this he sees!
Joey: Oh my God!
Ross: I told you about my daughter.
Joey: (entering) Pheebs! There you are! Okay, you broke my fridge; you owe me 400 bucks!
Joey: Comb my eyelashes.
Chandler: Oh my God!
Michelle: No, wait, you don�t have my phone number!
Monica: Oh my God, what a fun day! That sounds great!
Rachel: Ahhhh , you brought rats to my birthday party?
Chandler: Oh no, yes we do my man. Remember when we were back in college and we went to that spring dance and you walked right up to that girl you liked and you could not stop talking about the Irish potato famine?
Monica: I don't care. <pauses and realizes...> Oh my god. I've lost the will to scold.
Monica: Oh my god.
Monica: Oh my God, Joey, that is such a great tip.
Chandler (reading the newspaper): Suddenly I wish I was reading my own name.
Joey: Oh my god, you're right!
Phoebe: Really? So this is... this is my big send off in the married life? Rachel this is the only bachelorette party I'm ever gonna have! I've got a big wad of ones in my purse! Really? I mean, really? It's just tea?
GUNTHER: I used to be Bryce on All My Children.
Phoebe: Oh. Oooh! Ooh! Ooh! (She stands up and starts to dance around) Ooh! My butt cheek is waking up! Oooh! Ooh!
Steve: I do like my hair.
Phoebe: My dear, sweet Rach.
Phoebe: You know, you are talking about one of my dear, dear friends.
Monica: Oh my god, where's Emma? Where's Emma?
Monica: Oh my god, then...
Rachel: Don't touch my coat!
Rachel: Oh, sorry, it's my phone. Hello?
Rachel: Oh my god, this is the worst date ever!
Ross: That's it. I'm in my apartment, you're not there, we're not having this conversation. (gets up, walks across room)
Monica: Y'know, all these years, I thought you were on my side. But maybe what you were doing was sucking up to Mom and Dad so they'd keep liking you better!
Rachel: Oh my God! That's the creepiest thing I've ever heard!
Ross: What? You - you're making money off my misery?
Bonnie: Hi! My boss let me off early, so I took the train.
Monica: Oh my god. We're trying to get pregnant so he's probably starting to freak out about the fact that my body is going to change.
Rachel: Oh, Ive got big Valentines plans! Ive got my Chinese food on the way, and the rest of your saltwater taffy!
Chandler: You're not gonna need my help?
Phoebe: Oh my god, Rachel asked me if I knew anyone for her too.
Phoebe: oh I dunno I dunno, you know I mean I like him but am I ready to take my grade a loins off the meat market.
Melissa: Of course I remember our kiss. I think about it all the time. I can still hear the coconuts knockin together I (Phoebe is shocked.) I just didnt want to tell you cause I didnt think that youd return my love, and now that you have (Leans in to kiss Rachel.)
Chandler: Oh, you'll see my friend.
Phoebe: Those are my shoes.
Ross: Well I-I-I, that kind of thing requires some serious thought. First, Ill divide my perspective canidates into catergories....
Mike: Oh! Sorry, I guess I was thrown off by the mention of my name!
Monica: Okay! Wait-wait-wait! Shhh! (Bangs on her class with a spoon to make a toast.) Okay, umm, I just wanna say that I love you guys so-so much and-and thank you for being here on my special night. (Chandler clears his throat.) Our special night. I mean it just wouldnt be myour-our night, if you all werent here to celebrate with meusDamnit!
Joey: Yeah, that's because we had a bit of a falling out. Mike hit my mom with a car.
Mr. Treeger: (measures the top of the doorframe) Whoa! This looks like an all day job, Ill have to cancel my yoga class. (Ross walks up.) Hey Ross!
Monica: Hey, at least I knew where my guy was.
Chandler: Yeah, right here in my pocket. (Pats his pocket. Phoebe smiles, goes over to hug him, and removes the ring from his pocket.) Pheebs?
Chandler: Ooh, I hate when my father calls me that.
Rachel: Hi, my name is Rachel Green, I have an appointment for Emma.
Chandler: You know, I flew a long way t see my loving wife? Is she here by the way?
Joey: (sounding panicky)Oh my god Ross! You don't have Emma! And Rachel you don't have Emma! (Starts yelling) Where's Emma? Who has Emma!?
Chandler: Yeah...I mean I want this so much! I mean, I wanna get one, I want my friend Charlie to get one...Except I don't care about Charlie.
Phoebe: Oh, youre such a gentleman. (Grabs his arm.) Come on! Were going to my place! (Drags him off to her place.)
Ross: Why would I eat my own arm?
RACHEL: Yeah, who's gonna eat all our food, and tie up our phone lines, and - is that my bra? What the hell you doin' with my bra?
Cecilia: Id love to, but my lawyer said I cant do that anymore.
Mrs. Green: Oh my look at that. Only three weeks to go, now have you picked your nanny yet? Now I dont want you to use your housekeeper cause it would just split her focus.
Joey: Hey, if anybody gets extra tickets, it should be me! This all thing was my idea! (takes the bowl from Monica)
Rachel: (on phone) Ross, hi, it's Rachel. I'm just calling to say that um, everything's fine and I'm really happy for you and your cat...(cut)...I am over you. I am over you and that, my friend, is what they call closure. (She hangs up and tosses phone in the ice bucket.)
Rachel: No! Ross, no! It is not fine! Eh-eh-according to my plan I should already be with the guy I wanna marry!
Ross: I cant believe we have to say goodbye to the house we grew up in. Man, some-some strangers gonna be living in my room.
Monica: Well its I mean Id justId be self-conscious. Youre my friend; Id be naked.
Everybody: (excited) Oh my God, congratulations!
Joey: Chandler! You are not gonna believe this! I have found my identical hand twin!
Chandler: Finally, I figure I'd better answer it, and it turns out it's my mother, which is very-very weird, because- she never calls me!
Phoebe: No, you can�t go. No-no-no, I can�t hold this table on my own. If they ask me to move, I cave.
Phoebe: Okay. Okay but you should know though, Ive raised my rates to $200 an hour.
Ross: Okay, I think I might know why my parents dont like you.
Ross: (jumping to his feet) Look, I don't wanna make any trouble, okay, but I'm in a lot of pain here, alright? My face is dented.
Joey: Look, my agent hooked me up with six tickets to a great play.
Ross: Not my first time in a hotel, my friend.
Rachel: So do you think that my dream means anything?
Rachel: (surprised) OH! Alright, you know what? That's it! I want my share of the tickets (picks up the bowl)!
Phoebe: My songs aren't good enough for your restaurant?