words in movies
Phoebe: Oh, ok, you know what I don't get? The way guys can do so many mean things, and then not even care.
Chandler: Oh, right, right, shut up.
Chandler: Oh, thanks, but I think she'd feel like we're gangin' up on her.
Monica: Oh, you're breaking up with Tony?
Ross: Oh, yeah, last week you had a wonderful, nutty, chocolatey kind of a cakey pie thing. (Rachel gives him a dirty look) Nothing, just, just, I'm fine.
Rachel: Yeah, well, it's a Mercedes if I move back home. Oh, it was horrible. He called me young lady.
Rachel: Oh, yeah, yeah. Actually, I got the extended disco version, with three choruses of "You'll never make it on your own".
Rachel: Oh, big glamour night. Me and Monica at Laundorama.
Ross: Oh, you uh, you wanna hear a freaky coincidence? Guess who's doing laundry there too?
Monica: (looking out window) Oh, god help us.
Chandler: Oh. Well, hold on camper, are you sure you've thought this thing through?
Chandler: Oh, and uh, the fabric softener?
Monica: Oh my god, Joey, for all we know this guy could be horribly...
Janice: Oh, my god, I am so glad you called me. I had the most supremely awful day.
Chandler: Oh, yeah, that hug looked pretty brutal.
Rachel: Oh, 'scuse me. I was kinda using that machine.
Woman: Oh, I'm sorry, is that your basket? It's really pretty. Unfortunately, I don't see suds.
Ross: Well, that's because you're such a sweet, gentle, uh...Do you, uh, do you...Oh, hey, uh you must need detergent.
Rachel: Oh god. Oh, am I being like a total laundry spaz? I mean, am I supposed to use like one machine for shirts and another machine for pants?
Joey: Oh my god.
Joey: Oh, yeah, yeah, listen for it.
Rachel: Oh, everything's pink.
Rachel: Except it didn't. It happened to me. Oh, god, I'm gonna look like a big marshmallow peep. What am I doing? What am I doing? My father's right. I can't live on my own! I can't even do laundry!
Monica: Oh my god.
Joey: Oh, like you've never gotten a little rambunctious with Ross.
Monica: Oh my god, what were you thinking?
Monica: (hits him lightly) Oh!
Chandler: Oh, my god, I'm so sorry. Are you ok?
Phoebe: Oh my god. (Chandler downs another espresso.) How many of those have you had?
Chandler: Oh, I don't know, a million?
Phoebe: Oh, I'd like that.
Rachel: Oh, I guess. Except everything looks like jammies now.
Rachel: Oh, are you sure you're ok?
Monica: (notices his head) Oh, I'm sorry.
Phoebe: Oh, he needed some time to grieve.
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: (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!
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.
Rachel: (entering from bathroom) Hey-hey! Oh, look at you, all sexy.
Jill: Oh great! Thanks Ross, youre such a good friend!
Joey: Oh, now I have to go!!
Joey: Oh no, not you too!
Chip: Ehh, y'know after high school, you just kinda lose touch. Oh yeah! I ran into Richard Dorfman.
Rachel: Oh! I knew it! What happened?
Joey: Oh I am!
Chandler: Oh, just like I said. That crazy... Bert... roaming the halls. (Joey bangs on the door again)
Monica: Oh my God!
Monica: (laughs) Thats right. My Mom doesnt have any faith in me! Oh, thats hilarious! Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha.
All: (simultaneously) Oh yeah! Come on! Yeah right!
Rachel: Oh, come on! You think thats gonna work on me?! I invented that!
Phoebe: Oh, Pervert Parade?
Phoebe: Oh yeah, so you can walk around naked.
Rachel: Oh, Im sorry. Ross Tillman.
Ross: Oh, come on you guys; thats funny! Yknow? Because hes needhes got like a hearing aide yknow, cause-cause yknow, cause hes all old, and
Rachel: (laughs) Oh yeah? Okay.
Monica: Oh no! Whats the matter?
Rachel: Oh, c'mon. She's a person, you can do it!
Rachel: Oh y'know what, we dont have to talk about work. We can talk about anything!
Joey: Oh, you want something serious. Y'know what you should do, you should get her one of those um, barium enemas. Those are dead serious.
Rachel: Oh yeah.