words in movies
Rachel: (gets up from the sofa and moves to the kitchen but Joey blocks her way) Oh, sorry... Oops, sorry.
Rachel: Ooh... oooh... (pause) (Rachel is all bah-jiggity about Joey) oh, ah... (pause) (to Monica) Can I ask you a question?
Charlie: Oh, hi. I'm professor Wealer.
Ross: Oh, oh, that's, that's, that's nice.
Ross: Oh, no, it's no big deal, I mean, if I weren't doing this I'd just, you know, be at the gym working out.
Ross: Oh, ha, I wrote that in one minute.
Charlie: Oh, ah, isn't there another professor that is supposed to come with us?
Ross: Oh, well he's obviously late and the rule in my class is "if you can't come on time, then don't come at all". (pause) An option that many of my students use. (pause) Shall we?
Ross: Oh, damn it!
Joey: Oh, I'd love to, but I gotta get up so early the next day and so, you know me, work comes first
Rachel: Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah... (she plays the answering machine)
Rachel: Oh, that's why you got these tickets to that play, to get rid of us??
Rachel: OH! And the year before that, when you set up that nighttime tour of that button factory?
Rachel: Oh, Joey, come on! Please, please! Let me come, I will behave, I promise! I will behave! Please, please, please...
Rachel: (yelling and jumping like a child) OH, a soap opera roof party!! I'm going to a soap opera roof party!! Oh my God, oh my God!! (realizing how she's behaving) And it's out of my system!
Ross: (to Charlie) Oh, it's not over!
Charlie: Oh my God!!
Ross: Oh... ok, fine. But... ehm... I just have one question for you, ehm... (aping Professor Spafford) When we exit should we walk, or run, or prance, or stroll...
Ross: (entering with Charlie) Oh, hey you guys! This is Charlie! Charlie, this is Phoebe and my sister, Monica.
Phoebe: Oh, you're a paleonthologist, too! (pause) Oh, ok, now, what do you think of Ranion's new theory of species' variegation in segmented arthopods?
Charlie: (her mobile phone rings) Oh, I'm sorry. I'll take this. Excuse me. (she cuts herself off for a moment)
Ross: Oh my God, she's great! I mean, we-we have so much in common and she's just cool, and funny...
Rachel: I don't know! I think it's kind of serious! Oh, you know... I was watching this thing on TV this morning about... Newcastle disease... and I think I might have it!!
Charlie: Oh, Newcastle disease is a secretion borne virus that only affects chickens and... other poultry.
Rachel: Oh, hi! I would check your hand but... I'm sure you don't want to get my chicken disease!
Rachel: Sure! (Monica takes her apart) Oh...
Rachel: Oh, no, no! I heard you before, that is so not what this is!
Monica: Oh my God! Kyle Lowder!
Monica: Oh yeah that's what you want - my inhibitions lowered.
Monica: (Excited) Oh my God, can you believe we are surrounded by all this? I can barely control myself.
Monica: (Shocked) Oh my God! Chandler!
Monica: Oh man! If I had known I was coming to this party I never would have gotten married!
Ross: (very interested) Oh! like what?! (Charlie looks at him confused, but smiling) Oh I'm sorry, I don't mean to pry... it's just that this must be what regular people experience when they watch "Access Hollywood".
Ross: Oh my God! Have you ever been in a relationship with someone who hasn't won the Nobel Prize?
Ross: Oh yeah? no, no Nobel Prizes for him?
Ross: (sarcastically) Oh Great! After I finish my wine I'm going to blow my... eh. average-sized brains out.
Phoebe: Oh, What's the matter?
Ross: She... she only dates geniuses and Nobel Prize winners. Oh my God, at the chinese restaurant earlier today, I put chopsticks in my mouth and pretented to be a woolly mammoth.
Ross: Of course you would, your brains are smaller than mine!! (Rachel nods) Man, I can't compete with the guys she goes out with, they are so out of my league! oh my God!
Ross: Oh much, much worse. I did my impression of Joan Rivers as one of the earliest amphibians... (gestures with his hands and says in an impression voice?) "Can we walk"? (Phoebe starts laughing) Oh, you... you like that?
Chandler: (To himself) oh yes, God yes!!
Ross: Oh, I'm no actor, I'm a professor of palaeontology.
Dirk: Oh! Hey well listen, I play a scientist on "Days". And my character has just won the Nobel prize.
Ross: Oh, well no, but I mean, she only goes out with really, really smart guys.
Joey: (discarding all the remaining tissues one by one) Pass, pass, oh, pass, double-pass, pass...
Rachel: Oh! Screw it, I didn't get it! (they high-five)
Rachel: Oh, Very funny... Joey.
Monica: Oh my god, honey, I'm so so so so so sorry.
Chandler: Oh yeah! I mean at first I hated it, but why wouldn't I, because as a man I've been trained (bitter woman's tone) not to listen! (pause) But after chapter 16: "fat, single and ready to mingle", I was uplifted.
Monica: Oh really!
Chandler: Oh yeah, I had no idea the amazing journey you go through as a woman! Tell me, tell me about your first period!
Chandler: Oh well, this was a really important experience for me, and I wanted to share it with you.
Monica: Oh, you're so wonderful.
Joey: Its not what you said. Its the way you said it .Oh My God, Im a women!!!
Phoebe: Oh, thats it? (Mimics Chandler) A great idea!
Chandler: Oh, this is horrible, its just horrible.
Pete: Oh, believe me, I dont want to get hurt either. Im being smart about this. See these guys? Theyre the best trainers in the world, and Hoshi here used to be a paid assassin. (Hoshi yells at him in Chinese) A house painter! He used to be a house painter.
Monica: Oh good, another dinosaur story. When are those gonna become extinct?
Rachel: Oh! Pathetic! (Grabs the crossword puzzle and starts writing.)
Rachel: What? Oh my God! Im gonna miss you so much! (Starts to cry.)
Rachel: Oh, Ross, c'mon. It's my fault, I almost lost your...
Chandler: What? (pause) Oh, yeah, I'm gonna be a junior copywriter.
Monica: (lying down on a mattress) Oh! Ohhhhh! Oh! Phoebe, come here. Aw, this is my new bed. You gotta feel this bad boy.
Rachel: Oh thank you! Thank you, thank you, thank you! (Monica opens the door.) Emily?
Joey: Oh, it was great! Yeah, I-I walked her home, and it was amazing how much we connected, y'know? Then ah, then she passed out, but then she woke up. Yeah? And we stayed up all night talking, and now were like totally crazy about each other!
Chandler: Oh, hey guys!
Chandler: Oh great!
Rachel: Oh, this ones for me!
Phoebe: Oh, this ones for Chandler. Here.
Joey: Oh hey, do you still have their final exams?
Janine: Oh that would be great!
Phoebe: Oh no.
Chandler: Oh, its not important? Its not important?! If it wasnt for a brides maid youd be marrying him (Points to Joey) not me!
Rachel: Oh no!
Ross: Let me see, I gotta see, I gotta see. Oh, a head. Oh, it's, it's huge. Carol, how are you doing this?
Rachel: (seeing his new table) Ohh! Oh my God!
Chandler: (entering from his room carrying a fire extinguisher and wearing oven mitts) Oh yeah, it's great! See you take a tennis ball, a bowl, and some lighter fluidOp! Op! (He puts out a small fire which has re-ignited in his room.)
Joey: Oh, shes uh-uh really sick.
Chandler: Oh thats too bad.
Joey: Oh my God. So thats it?! I only get to bring one guest?
Ross: Oh yeah! Then how come you didnt get the Geller Cup?
Rachel: Oh yes.
Phoebe: Oh Ross, calm down, Ill give you the 80 cents. (Ross glares at Rachel)
Rachel: Phoebe, come on can we finish this later? Cause I wanna go running before it gets dark. Oh! Why don't you come with me?!
Kathy: You're kidding! Oh, I love him.
Rachel: Oh, she does want to.
Rachel: Oh my God, I'm starting to look like my great aunt, Muriel.
Gunther: Oh, I-I'm just making a list of people's birthdays.
Chandler: Oh, yeah, well, poor Richard. Y'... I can grow a moustache!
Rachel: Ok, Monica. I just have to know one thing. Did you go with her to Bloomingdale's? (Monica looks away.) Oh! Ok, ok, ok, I just really, uh, I just really need to not be with you right now. (Exits.)
Phoebe: Oh my God. This is where you got all our stuff, Pottery Barn! Oh my God!
Joey: Noo, (whispering) more like a notebook... Damn it! (next word appears: "blueprint") Oh, if I'm building an house, the plan isn't called the 'shmoo-print'... Can't say that either? Woha... hey... (the last word is "Football field" and there are 5 seconds left) In high school, I once had sex with a girl right in the middle of the...
Chandler: Oh yeah!
Joey: Oh well then, good night!
Janine: Oh good.
Phoebe: Oh! No, I-I think I just had a contraction.
Rachel: Ok, I, I hear what you're sayin'. I'm with you. Um, but I, but I'm trying really hard. And I think I'm doing better. I really do. Does anybody need coffee? (everyone in the place raises their hand) Oh, look at that.
Phoebe: Oh my God! (Starts reading them.) Dizziness, nervousness, drowsiness, facial swelling, nausea, headacheHeadache. Vomiting, stomach bleeding, liver damage! Now okay, I dont recall any of this coming up when you gave me these little death capsules! Oh Im sorry, extra strength death capsules!
Alice: Oh no-no, never say that. If we cant get it out then we can cut around the stain, add a little lace, you make a stylish throw.
Joey: I uh, oh! Because, uh, I havent really paid the bill
Phoebe: Oh, mon Dieu!
Chandler: Oh, uh.. I want her to think I might be in a restaurant.. y'know? I might have some kind of life, like I haven't been sitting around here honing for the past few hours.
Monica: Oh, so you finally took it out of the marina huh?
Phoebe: Oh, you're no ordinary roommate are you?
Phoebe: Oh, okay, I'm sorry, thank you for my azzz.
Rachel: It was like months ago. We were walking by this antique store, and I saw this pin in the window, and I told him that it was just like one my grandmother had when I was a little girl. Oh! I can't believe he remembered!
Rachel: Oh, I am, my side still hurts from when you crashed into me yesterday.
Chandler: Oh, it's just some crazy guy who roams the halls here. He's great with kids though.
Joey and Chandler: (stopping her) Oh no-no-no-no!
Chandler: Oh no, now its not gonna make any sense!
Chandler: Hi, oh hi.
Ross: Oh, just planning my bachelor party with my best man.
MONICA: Oh my God!
Ross: Oh yeahNoYoure welcome. Well talk about it later.
Rachel: Oh, yeah. Definitely you, Pheebs.
Rachel: Oh, Im sorry. (Gets up and moves.)
Jill: Oh my God, Rachel!
Rachel: Oh my God, Jill!
MNCA: Oh God, you fell off the wagon.
Jill: Oh, thats so great! Okay, Im really gonna do this! I dont know how to thank you guys.
Rachel: Oh, The Velveteen Rabbit! Oh my God, when the boy's love makes the rabbit real!
Jill: Oh, Mr. Scientist has to get all technical!
Rachel: Oh.
Monica: (starts to cry) Oh good God, Ross! How the hell do you do it?
Ross: Yeah! Oh, I-I love this babies!
Ross: Oh stop.
Monica: (to Chandler) Oh my God. That was so amazing! When did you (pause) Hold on! I almost forgot (she turns to Mike) loser! (back to Chandler) When did you stop sucking?
Rachel: Oh there is no way.
Phoebe: Oh, look, he's closing his eyes again.
Phoebe: Oh my God, look! Thats Elizabeth!
Rachel: Oh not-not so much. Umm, what-what do you, what do you mean is there something wrong with Ross?
Joey: Oh hey come on, dont-dont-dont do this! Umm, look let-let me tell you something, okay? Now when I watch you do a scene, Im thinking, "Boy, she-she is a great actress!" (Shes not buying it.) Uh but-but, I am also thinking, "She is hot!"
Rachel: Oh no-no-no, no-no-no, thats not what I meant.
Janice: Oh, you didn't have to do this.
Chandler: Oh Jeez honey, I thought, I thought you were asleep.
Rachel: Oh so-so not really never.
Ross: Oh, well you see how it works is, the part with Dick Clark in Times Square is actually live, but they tape some of the party stuff ahead of time. Yeah, not a lot of people know that.
Janice: Oh, sure. Now. But what happens when he meets somebody else and gets married?
[Suddenly the door opens and Ross's mystery girl enters. I'll give you a hint to who it is: OH .MY .GAWD!! Uh-huh, it's Janice.]
Rachel: Oh, this is just terrible.
Rachel: Oh yes, its me! Sorry!
Phoebe: Oh my God!! You threw Pepper on the fire!
Rachel: Oh Ross, hi! Hey, how are ya? There you are!
Rachel: Oh, slides. (Laughs.) So really nothing happened.
Chandler: Oh yeah, it's actually in my bedroom.
Phoebe: Oh Chandler!
Chandler: Oh they didnt want to come!
Phoebe: Oh, so they owe me like, three Phoebes.
Joey: Oh, youre Phoebes fan!
Ross: Y'know, it-it doesn't matter. The important thing is that you're here. You're my friend, and you're here. Oh! (He goes over and hugs her.)
Rachel: Oh my God!
Monica: (faking happiness) Oh, my!
Carol: Oh please God, let there be a song.