words in movies
Ross: Yeah, it's no big deal. I mean, I just met her and I'm fine with it...
Ross: Uhm no! Think less of you! No, I don't think less of you. I mean, you saw someone you liked and you kissed them. I mean, those people who like someone and don't kiss them... those-those people are stupid, I hate those people.
Joey: Hey, if you wanna grab a bite before work we'd better get acrimonious. No? Am I getting close?
Phoebe: No, you can't go there! You know how I feel about these "big massage places"! They're putting people like me out of business!
Charlie: No, no, no, not the Mets, the MET, singular!
Phoebe: Ok. Do we have to talk like that then they're not around? (She sees Rachel) Oh, no, no! Listen, is there someone who can fill in for me?
Joey: No, look, you know Charlie, right? She's cool, she's funny, her body is soo...
Ross: Oh, no! The MET! The Metropolitan Museum of Art.
Monica: I know this is embarrassing, but nobody cares! No one here even knows you!
Chandler: (to Heaven) No no no... I mean, why? why is she here??
Rachel: No, it's just that uhm... it feels so good... Ikea... (pause) Yeah, say hey, you'll know this, what's the capital of Sweden?
Joey: (shaking his head as if to say: of course not!) No, no, my mouth says the words, my brain is thinking monster trucks!
Joey: No idea! But the guy I said it to dies in the next scene so I guess it means "you're gonna get eaten by a bear".
Ross: Nah ah! Nah ah! (stops him form doing so) No no no! No ad-libbing and dude, you can't touch the paintings.
Ross: No! (Slaps his hand)
Charlie: Not so much, no. He had clearly memorized all the stuff to say, and some of it didn't even make any sense.
Charlie: No, we went to the left.
Ross: What, I mean, a little, but no, what, go on.
Chandler: Hello? Oh hi, Doctor Connelly. (pause) No, she's not here but, you know, I can tell her. Should I be sitting down for this? (his smile fades as he hears the answer) Oh. (pause) Well, so what does that mean? (pause) Ok. Ok, thank you. Thanks. (hangs up)
Receptionist: Here's your schedule for the day. Your first client is in room No. 1.
Phoebe: (on phone) 'Annie! Hi. Listen we got a problem with Joey Tribbiani, apparently he missed his audition. Who did you speak to in my office? Estelle, no, I don't know what I'm going to do with her. No. All right, so your husband leaves and burns down the apartment, the world does not stop.'
Rachel: No!
Chandler: No thanks, Josephine.
Rachel: No, I-I-I-I don't, I actually don't know who I'm talking about! So!
Rachel: Oh no, my dad's a doctor and he would always tell me just horror stories (stops and tries to change directions) about ghosts and goblins who totally supported the princess's right to smoke.
Rachel: Oh no. No Ross, dont do this.
Chandler: No. No, see when I first meet somebody its uh its mostly panic, anxiety, and a great deal of sweating.
Monica: No I totally disagree. No I think it's fine for a guy to do something like that. Such you an actor. Not that you need to,your eyebrows are...
Joey: No it isnt, I ate that.
Joey: No! No. Dont do that, just next time make sure she really likes me.
Phoebe: No, no actually, he's smiling.. and... Oh my God, don't do that!!
Phoebe and Rachel: No, we never do that
JOEY: Oh we're not out. No, no. We're just uh, two heterosexual guys, hanging with the son of our other heterosexual friend, doin' the usual straight guy stuff.
Tall Guy: No I dont think so.
Ross: Beef in a dessert?! I- no no no, there is no way!
Ross: No!
Joey: No! Year! Happy No Year!
Joey: No.
Joey: No way. I've been going to the guy for 12 years.
Joey: Yeah baby! (Chandler glares at him.) No baby!
Chandler: No, no, you got zero points for 'IDNEY'.
Monica: No! (Pause) Are you doing it?! I dont hear anything! Come on!
Mr. Geller: No, the man is a mess.
Phoebe: Oh no.
Rachel: Oh no!
Joey: Yeah! Yeah yknow, like warm up the crowd. Ask em where theyre from. Cause in Joey Tribbiani you get a minister and you get an entertainer. Im a minis-tainer! (Rapping) There is no one better! There is no one greater!
Chandler: Okay and he hasnt proposed yet because she has no ring on her finger.
RACH: No, you guys, you really don't have to go, we're done talking.
Chandler: Thats funny, I saw no phlegm.
Ross: Right. No biggie. Stay loose.
Joey: Judge rules, no violation.
Joey: No way! Mr.Salty is a sailor, all right, he's got to be, like, thetoughest snack there is.
Phoebe: No, I know, I know, that this is Franks life, (walks behind them, they turn around in the leather chairs to face her) y'know. Y'know, I dont want to be all judgmental, y'know, but this is sick, its sick and wrong!
Ross: No, y'know what, I guess it's partially my fault. Y'know, I shouldn't've, uh, asked you to start off with a monkey. I should've started you off with like a pen or a pencil.
Phoebe: No! I do want to!
Chandler: Wh-wh-why, wh-why, why, why was there kissing!? There should be no kissing!!
Joey: Uh no, not really. It's an independent film y'know? So we don't have a real big budget. I figured I'd just stay in your room.
Rachel: What?! No! Im not gonna move out!
Mr. Geller: Don't listen to your mother. You're independent, and you always have been! Even when you were a kid... and you were chubby, and you had no friends, you were just fine! And you would read alone in your room, and your puzzles...
Rachel: No, you're right, you are absolutely right. I mean that makes, that makes everything different.
Monica: No, I haven't seen him.
Chandler: (To Joey) Look there is no way youre doing this wedding now. Okay?
Monica: No.
Ross: Uh, oh-oh, no you didnt. I did.
Rachel: See Pheebs, I promised you no one would die, didnt I?
Monica: No. Not after what happened with Steve.
Monica: No, my eye doctor is Richard! I cant go to him when I dont have a boyfriend!
Monica: No, it doesn't, does it? But you wanted lumps, Ross? (picks up the pan of badly burnt potatoes) Well, here you go, buddy, ya got one.
Phoebe: Oh, you're no ordinary roommate are you?
Rachel: No.
Monica: No, thank you.
Joey: No.
Chandler: Exactly. Weekend At Bernie's! Dead guy getting hit in the groin twenty, thirty times! No?
Eric: Oh no, stay here well keep doing this. Ill pay you.
Ross: No way.
Ben: No more pranks.
Mike: No but... You don't want to get married either right?
Dr. Green: Who is the father? Oh no! Please dont tell me its her! (Points at Phoebe.)
Phoebe: No, I made myself take an oath. Yeah, no fooling around with clients and umm, always be prepared. Yeah, that ones actually from the Boy Scouts, but it just makes good sense.
Gunther: No!
Jill: No! They did! (Points to Phoebe and Ross)
Chandler: No! (The oven dings.) Shhh!
MNCA: Oh, isn't he? Oh, you know, I really think this time it may work with him. I mean, he just makes me feel so good and I've been feeling so lousy this last couple of months, no job, no boyfriend. Well, at least my cup is half full.
Ross: No, you stop!
Jill: No you stop!
Rachel: Oh there is no way.
[Scene: Chandler and Joey's apartment. Chandler is answering the door in his robe.] CHAN: No, no, no, no, no, no [opens door to Monica] No. Monica, it's Sunday morning. I'm not running on a Sunday. MNCA: Why not? CHAN: Because it's Sunday. It's God's day. MNCA: OK, if you say stop, then we stop. CHAN: OK, stop. MNCA: No, c'mon, we can't stop, c'mon, we've got three more pounds to go. I am the energy train and you are on board. Woo-woo, woo-woo, woo-woo [Chandler walks out of the apartment, leaving Monica] Woo. [Scene: Rachel and Monica's apartment. Rachel is taking asprin. Ross enters.] ROSS: Hey Rach. RACH: Ahhhh. ROSS: Oh. And how was the date? RACH: Umm, I think there was a restaurant... I know there was wine. . . [Rachel looks at Ross as though she remembers something, but can't place what it is.]
Joey: Yes! Didnt you ever read Sports Illustrated?! No! I didnt read yours! But come on, we can go to the game tonight!
Joey: No, Im gonna!! Thats right! Yeah, you made me feel really guilty about goin out with that girl! Like-like-like I did something terrible to you! And now Pheebs, youre doing the same thing!
Pete: Oh, it's good news. No, it's definitely good news. Hold on a second, I have another call. (clicks his remote) (to his other call) Hey, how's it going?
Joey: No! Its not okay! Its not okay at all!! Youre dead inside!!
Ross: Or you can sit with him on the front porch and make sure no one steals the trash cans. He does that every week too.
Rachel: No.
Rachel: No.
Rachel: No! None! I mean, my first night in the city, he mentioned something about asking me out, but nothing ever happened, so I just... (to Joey): W-well, what else did he say? I mean, does he, like, want to go out with me?
Chandler: Theres no back to this couch!
Monica: No you robot!!
The Old Man: No. I'm all alone.
Ursula: No Im not.
Joey: Oh no, not you too!
Rachel: No seriously, yknow the contracts I gave you, did you overnight them?
Ross: No, I just think Monica was that fat.
Emily: No ones ever thrown me a surprise party before!
Chandler: Yknow what? I am going to take you out to dinner tonight. I found this place that makes the greatest mozzarella sticks and jalepino poppers . (Monica doesnt look impressed.) No? Really? They taste so good.
Alice: (laughs) No. No. No. (Sits down.) Okay, now, see, I wanna name the girl baby Leslie, and Frank wants to name one of the boy babies Frank JR. JR.
Ross: No, no-no, Ross Geller.
Monica: No because it-it didnt seem important.
JOEY: Olive loaf and ham spread, no mayo.
Monica: Oh no! Whats the matter?
Mike: (sighs) No...
Rachel: Oh no! No! No-no-no-no! No, I mean come on thats-thats crazyI mean thats crazy. So whats-whats going on with you? What is going on with you?
Chandler: No not okay, you cant look for Monicas presents!
Monica: No.
Phoebe: (yelling from Monicas room) No-no!! No!!
Mr. Geller: (angry) No.
Joey: Well, no, not exactly! All right, look, I, I wasn't trying to save Ross. Okay? My sandwich was next to Ross. All right? I was, I was trying to save my sandwich.
Rachel: No! There is.. there is noone else!
Chandler: No! I want a flabby gut and saggy man breasts!
Monica: No, that is what the game is.
Ross: (on the phone) Hello? (Listens.) No she cant come to the phone right now. (Listens.) Oh, right no problem. Okay, bye-bye. (Hangs up.)