words in movies
PHOEBE: Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh. Ugly Naked Guy is decorating his tree. Oh my God, you should see the size of his Christmas Balls.
MONICA: Oh, actually this year we just made him homemade cookies.
MONICA: Oh, and the newspaper delivery guy.
JOEY: Oh my God.
MONICA: Oh look, and he did my crossword puzzle.
PHOEBE: Happy Christmas Eve Eve. [sees Ross's picture frame] Oh my God, where did you get this?
MONICA: Oh, wait a minute honey.
JOEY: Oh, but when Phoebe has a problem, everyone's all ears!
GRANDMOTHER: Oh, just updating the phonebook.
GRANDMOTHER: [nervously] Oh. Oh, sure, sure, uh, uh, how come?
GRANDMOTHER: Oh, sure, yeah. [gets a box with the pictures] This is the one of you father in a meadow, and, uh, helping a little boy fly a kite, and here he is at a graduation. . . another graduation. . . another graduation.
PHOEBE: Oh God.
PHOEBE: [realizes] Oh.
PHOEBE: Oh.
RACHEL: Oh, by the way Mon, I don't think the mailman liked your cookies. Here are the ornaments your mom sent. [hands her a smashed box]
ROSS: Hey, Rach, you know what? I think, I think I know what'll make you feel better. How 'bout you make a list about me. RACHEL: Wha... forget it Ross, no, I am not gonna stand here and make a list of. . . ROSS: C'mon Rachel. RACHEL: OK, you're whiney, you are, you're obsessive, you are insecure, you're, you're gutless, you know, you don't ever, you don't just sort of seize the day, you know. You like me for what, a year, you didn't do anything about it. And, uh, oh, you wear too much of that gel in your hair. ROSS: See there, you uhh, alright, ya, you did what I said. RACHEL: Yeah, and you know what? You're right, I do feel better, thank you Ross. [she walks off and Ross puts his hand to his hair] [Scene: Back at Phoebe's. She is on the phone] PHOEBE: Yeah, um, in Albany, can I have the number of Frank Buffay. . . OK, um, in Ithica. . . alright, um, Saratoga. . . Oneonta. Alright, you know what, you shouldn't call youself information. [hangs up] [Phoebe's grandmother enters] GRANDMOTHER: Hey. PHOEBE: Hello grandma, if that is in fact your real name. GRANDMOTHER: C'mon now Phoe, don't still be mad at me. How's it going? PHOEBE: Well, not so good. Upstate's pretty big, he's pretty small, you do the math. GRANDMOTHER: Well, I think you're better off without him. Oh honey, I know he's your daddy but, but to me he's still the irresponsible creep who knocked up your mom and stole her Gremlin. PHOEBE: No I just, just wanted to know who he was, ya know. GRANDMOTHER: I know. OK, I wasn't completely honest with you when I told you that, uh, I didn't know exactly where he lived. PHOEBE: Whattaya mean? GRANDMOTHER: He lives at 74 Laurel Drive in Middletown. If you hit the Dairy Queen, you've gone too far. You can take my cab. PHOEBE: Wow. Thank you. GRANDMOTHER: Now, remember, nobody else drives that cab. PHOEBE: Uh-huh, got it. Ooh, I'm gonna see my dad. Wish me luck, Grandpa! [blows a kiss to a picture of Einstein]
PHOEBE: Oh, no no, that side doesn't have one, the paramedics had to cut through it. [Chandler jumps out of the car]
RACHEL: Oh, gosh, it's hot in here.
ROSS: Oh, oh that's right, I forgot about your ability to fuse metal.
CHANDLER: Oh, so that's what this is for.
RACHEL: Oh, yeah, well hey, welcome to our sauna.
MR. TREEGER: Oh wow, I didn't get you anything. Here's five back.
ROSS: No no, no, that, that's your Christmas tip, alright. Oh, hey, do you think there's a chance you could fix that radiator now?
MR. TREEGER: Oh, yeah, they were so personal, really showed you cared.
CHANDLER: Oh, that's OK, we'll figure something out.
JOEY: Uh, listen Phoebs, I know you're not goin' in there but do you think it'd be alright if I went in and used his bathroom? Oh, that's fine, never mind. Cool, snow, kinda like a blank canvas.
PHOEBE: Oh, I couldn't go in.
Chandler: (entering) Oh hey Rachel, sweetheart? You have got to tell the post office that you have moved. Okay? We are still getting all your bills and stuff. (Hands her all of her bills and stuff.)
Chandler: Oh, it's nothing, it's a little thing... I hate that guy.
Mindy: Oh God! You see, that's what I was afraid of!
Phoebe: Oh, yeah. Aw, remember the days when you used to go out to the barn, lift up your shirt, and bend over?
Rachel: Oh no? Pheebs? Monica? Do I know anything about babies?
Rachel: Oh, that's funny!
Joey: Oh, yeah.
Joey: Oh, oh, oh, sorry.
Joey: Oh, uh, ok. Right this way. All the other pregnant women seem to be goin' in here.
Lydia: Ok, that's ok. I'm fine. I'm... oh!
Joey: Oh yeah? And who do you like?
Monica: Oh yeah? When?
Monica: Oh. Maybe they're- napping.
Rachel: Oh, look, wish me luck!
Rachel: Oh, well, that shouldnt be so hard, now that youre dating. (Imitating men at their worst) "Sweetheart, youre fired, but how bout a quickie before I go to work?"
Joey: Oh, it is.
Chandler: (smiling again) oh, oh, yeah, ok, thanks. I can't believe I didn't even think of that. I guess I was just so worried about having to... come here and do... 'that'...
Joey: Oh, just had a baby.
Phoebe: Okay. Oh but dont tell them Monicas pregnant because, they frown on that.
Rachel: Oh.
Joey: Oh yeah! Amy just burned Jos manuscript. I dont see how he could ever forgive her.
Phoebe: Oh my God! I cant believe my little brother is married!
Carol: Oh, god.
Joey: Oh well, hey, Joeys loveable too! But the thing about Joey is, if you need him, hell be there.
Phoebe: Oh, wait, let me get you another glass. That's been sitting out.
Ross: Oh, thanks, Pheebs!
Susan: Oh, look at that.
Phoebe: Oh, but I can't do that-
Monica: Oh, thank you. Would you like a tour?
Ross: Oh, I know. (Laughs) Yknow, just-just talking about it is getting me kinda
Chandler: (rushing in) Oh, good! Good! Do you guys know how to get a chick out of a VCR?!
Phoebe: Oh, hello, kettle? This is Monica. You're black.
Phoebe: Oh, look, he's got Ross's haircut!
Joey: Oh! Maybe they'll name yours after you! Y'know, they'll call it, The Ross. And then people would be like, "Awww, he's got a Ross."
Chandler: Oh no nonononononnononono, don't go.. (He kisses her and pulls her back down.)
Phoebe: Oh, no-no, this place is totally healthy! Thatthis milk is mine. I bought this today, 'cause I was thirsty for milk, y'know. (She takes a swig of it, but has to turn away from him as she makes a face to show that it has gone bad.) Okay, let's go!
Joey: Oh, just, y'know.... science.
Joey: Oh, OK.
Mrs. Geller: Oh, dear. Jack, how do I turn this off?
Rachel: Oh! Oh, I think Im gonna throw up a little bit. What did you say?
Phoebe: Oh, let me see! (takes the picture)
Phoebe: Oh, hey, y'know what? Tell them that bone story.
Phoebe: Oh, well, see, there's this guy she met at the...
CHANDLER: Oh, I thought that's what they used to cover Connecticut when it rained.
Chandler: Hey! (Sees Ross is there) Oh, good, Ross! Youre parents like me, right?
Chandler: Oh, that's Ross's.
Rachel: Oh.... my God.
Gunther: (to Chandler) Oh, no-no, no-no-no, theres none of that in here.
Rachel: Oh, no, no, I don't have one. I just need to talk to my friend.
Rachel: Oh my God! (Rachel, Leslie, Kiki, and Joanne all scream and hug each other.
Joey: Oh yeah, lava spewing, hot ash, of course some are dormant.
Rachel: (deadpan) Oh honey thank God youre home, I was getting worried.
Chandler: I mean I was nothing before you. Call the other girls and ask. Which wouldn't take long. But when I'm with you, and we're together, OH MY GOD.
Monica: Oh, from who?
Monica: Oh, why?
Phoebe: No-no, oh, Im fine with the age thing y'know, until it starts sticking its tongue down my little brothers throat!
Chandler: Oh, so being a good friend means acting like a total jerk?
Ross: Oh, hey, hey, I got that.
Julie: Oh, thanks, sweetie.
JOEY: Oh yeah.
Ross: Oh Rach thats great. Thats great. (They hug and Joey breathes a sigh of relief.)
Amy: Oh. Yeah. Well.. You didn't come see me when I was in the hospital when I was getting my lips done.
Julie: Oh my god.
Chloe: Oh no. I feel it isnt really anybodys business, y'know.
Young Ethan: Oh, I'm a senior... in High School.
Ross: (to the kid) Oh yeah? Well, I'm rubber, you're glue, whatever(to Chandler)can't do it. (to the kid) Listen, uh- gimme back my puck.
Phoebe: Oh no, Rach, no no, you know youre never supposed to wake a sleeping baby.
Joey: (entering, dancing and singing) Oh mommie, oh daddie, I am a big old baddie! Oh mommie, oh daddie, I am a big old baddie! (He dances around the dinner table and exits)
Phoebe: (sees Ross) Oh Ross no. Be careful, that is very old! Okay? Early Colonial bird merchants used to bring their birds to market in that.
Rachel: Oh. (we hear laughing from the upstairs apartment) Oh my God, is that Phoebe?
Monica: Oh my God!
Monica: Oh my God!
Ross: Well, that's because you're such a sweet, gentle, uh...Do you, uh, do you...Oh, hey, uh you must need detergent.
Phoebe: Oh. Oh!
Chandler: Oh, y'know what? The last time Joey went to a meadow, his mother was shot by a hunter.
Phoebe: Oh my God!
Phoebe: Oh, she's got gorgeous hair.
Chandler: Oh. Oh, God! (He starts running around like a chicken with his head cut off.)
Joey: What? That's not? (Realizes) Oh my God.
Phoebe: Oh my God! Youre getting a massage! You never let me massage you!!
Monica: Oh, thats great! I mean Im-Im sorry, but Im so happy for you. And now I can work for you!
Rachel: Oooooh. (reads letter) (surprised): Oh! I got an interview! I got an interview!
Rachel: Oh, God! Please, somebody say something.
Phoebe: Oh yeah! Oh, I can do that.
Phoebe: Oh, yeah. Ok, thank you.
Rachel: Oh dont even ask!
Lydia: Oh, boy, do they suck.
Julie: Oh, you're busy, that's ok, I'll get it. Anybody else want one?
Phoebe: Oh, all right. What did I have?
Helena: Well I wouldnt miss it for the world. Oh! Im getting all misty here! Youd think I was having my legs waxed or something. (Goes back on stage.)
Rachel: Thank you. (Examines it) Oh, cool! Free sample of coffee!
Monica:: Oh well this is the only one they had at our video store, but they did have something called crocodile killers. Or does it always have to be sharks?
Annabelle: Oh, actually I sorta have plans.
Rachel: Oh, this is so cute.
Susan: Oh, I got that for him.
Joey: Oh thats okay. Hey, actually in a way its kinda nice. Me, bringing the food of my ancestors, you, the food of yours!
Joey: Oh no-no-no-no, she wants to talk to you!
Rachel: Oh. Oh my God.
Ross: Oh, I'm threatened by you?
Phoebe: Oh let me guess, and you wanna have them all at the same time and you wanna have them for your brother.