words in movies
RACHEL: Ok honey, you really need a job.
PHOEBE: Ok, right there. That, that's the third sign today. Right there.
RACHEL: Ok, so uh, who wants the last hamburger?
CHANDLER: Ok, there is one more way to say it, who knows it?
ROSS: Ok, ok, you know what? I think you're very funny. Kudos on that hat joke. But, come on guy just, just give him back the hat.
PHOEBE: Look kibbles, bits. Oh God, alright, get the hell off my leg you yippity piece of crap. [Flings the dog off and jumps in the cab. The dog keeps jumping up to the window.] Ok, alright, we have a problem.
RACHEL: Ok, here, I know what we can do. [grabs Joey's sadwich and throws it out the window]
RACHEL: Ok, doggie get the- aahhh. Ok go get the sandwich, get the sandwich doggie. [dog ignores the sandwich] Good doggie get the sandwich, get the...ok, Joey, the dog will lick himself but he will not touch your sandwich, what does that say?
ROSS: Ok, ok look, see, the thing is we're, we're not gonna fight you guys.
PHOEBE: Ok, thanks. Sorry, again
PHOEBE: Ok, I talked to the vet, people are so nice upstate. Anyway, he said that the little fella's gonna be ok and I can pick him up tomorrow.
RACHEL: Ok, so Phoebe, now are you gonna call your dad and let him know that his dog is ok?
PHOEBE: Ok. Listen, just don't say anything about me, ok. [goes over and grabs the phone that's sitting by Monica]
CHANDLER: Ok.
MONICA: I don't know, I lost it all ok. I lost it.
RACHEL: Ok. Look uhh, Mon I'm, I'm really sorry.
PHOEBE: Oh, ok, um, I mean Frank senior.
PHOEBE: Ok so will he be back soon?
PHOEBE: I'm not gonna. But you know what's cool though? Ok, if you had a friend named Pete, then I could say, 'Oh yeah, I know Pete, he's friends with my brother.'
PHOEBE: Yeah, that'd be ok.
PHOEBE: Ok, I'm in the book.
FRANK: Ok, yeah.
PHOEBE: Ok.
CHANDLER: Ok. [reaches in his pocket]
CHANDLER: Ok.
BIG BULLY: Ok, nothing from the neck up. [everyone gets ready for the fight] Or the waist down. Dana's ovulating.
CHANDLER: Ok, so let me just get this straight. So we're uh, strictly talking about the middle?
ROSS: So, listen guys, are we uh, are we ok here?
LITTLE BULLY: We're ok.
CHANDLER: Ok so, can I have my hat back?
Ross: No, God! Hey, Rach, you've been an amazing daughter, ok? Right now you just need to get some rest.
ROSS: Ahh, oh that's OK, I mean, he's probably got, you know, parties to go to and stuff. But, ya know, he's moved on. Hey, that, that's the way it goes right.
Monica: Ok, so I think I'm just about done here, unless you have any bad stuff hidden somewhere, like... porn or cigarettes?
RACHEL: Ok.
RACHEL: Oh ok.
PHOEBE: Ok, don't get me started on gravity.
MONICA: Ok, that's enough.
PHOEBE: Ok Rachel, make a special flan wish.
Chandler: Oh, that's ok.I'll just try and reschedule. (on the phone) "Hi, this is Chandler Bing. I made a reservation there and I need to change it (pause) Oh, what do you mean it's not refundable? Can I just come some other time? (pause) Oh, can't you make an exception?"
PHOE: OK, noone is named Sleeve.
Ross: This is my son having lunch, ok? It's gonna happen a lot, so you'd better get used to it. Now if you have any problem with it, if you're uncomfortable, just ask questions. Carol's fine with it, now come on.
ROSS: Oh, now you can exchange them if you want, ok.
Rachel: Ok, off the top of my head... Don and Janet.
JOEY: OK, uh.... listen, there's something I want to talk to you about. The network casting lady...
ROSS: No, no, Pheebs, we can't, ok, because--
CHANDLER: [being left behind] Oh that's all right fellas, I saw a kitchen this morning - on TV. Stop talking. OK.
ROSS: Ok, dinner's on.
PHOEBE: Ok, I'll walk you out.
RACHEL: Ok.
CHANDLER: Oh o-, OK man.
Chandler: Ok, I'm makin' a break for it, I'm goin' out the window.
Phoebe: Ok, we're taking that paddle home, mister.
RACH: OK, OK. So, you ever get a pet with a girlfriend?
Phoebe: Ok, ok, how many of you enjoyed the music outside? (a few people raise their hands) Ha!
PHOEBE: Uh, Ross, those are the only lines we have, sorry. OK, you guys, once more.
Ross: (with a frozen smile on his face, realizing something's wrong with Jarvis) Ok... now... now we're just holding hands! (pulls his hand away)
CHANDLER: Hey man, look it's my best bud. How ya doin? [Joey doesn't respond] Wow, you are really gettin' good at that Marcel Marceau thing. Hey, whaddya say uh, we play some ball, you and me, huh, whaddya say? [Throws a basketball to Joey. Joey doesn't move to catch it and the ball takes out a lamp] OK, that's my bad.
RACHEL: NO but Ross. We are never gonna happen, OK. Accept that.
EDDIE: Well that's uh, that's a good point. Um ok, well, uh, I guess I got the wrong apartment then. I, I'm, look, I'm, ya know, I'm sorry, I'm terriably sorry.
CAROL: Nothing. Ok, everything. I think we're calling off the wedding.
RACH: Ok, he's goin' to get my coat. He's goin' to get my coat. Oh my god, you guys. I can't believe this. This is unbelievable. [notices Chandler's computer screen] What's that?
JOEY: Na, na I'm ok. Oh and uh, just so you know, I'm not movin' back in 'cause I have to. Well, I mean, I do have to. It's just that that place wasn't really, I mean, this is...
MONICA: Ok, all right. It was an accident, I swear, all right. I was putting on my jacket, and the thing, and the lamp, and it broke.
PHOEBE: Oh ok, Ryan, that guy I went out with, who's in the Navy.
CHAN: One. . . two. . . two and a half. OK, just show me one of them.
RACHEL: OK, OK, that is my favorite sweater, that is my third date sweater.
CHAN: OK, I guess this is gonna seem kinda bittersweet now, but... Joey, that's who.
RACHEL: Ok, I'm sorry, I'm just not very good with babies. I mean I haven't been around them, I mean, you know, since I was one.
Phoebe: Ok, somebody is on their way to ruin wedding okay. And I have to warn somebody, alright. So if you dont give me that number then Im going to come over there and kick your snooty ass all the way to New Glocken..shire.
ROSS: Tuesday right. Ok, bye you guys.
JULIE: Um, oh, I don't know. I mean, it's definitely weird not being with Ross, but I guess I'm doing OK. Actually I've got some of his stuff that he, um....
Phoebe: Oh, ok. I see what you're doing, that's fine. This is all there is, just tea, uh, ok. (she drinks her tea) Hmmmm... raunchy!
RACHEL: OK, well, you wouldn't let me finish and I was jus- [Monica flicks her back] Ow. That hurt [flicks Monica]
JOEY: Well OK then. [oven timer goes off behind Chandler] Was that the oven timer?
MONICA: OK, what're we gonna do about this?
MONICA: [her and Richard return to her place] So are you ok?
Joey: Ok, look, maybe I should just go.
CHANDLER: Woah, woah, woah. I don't need a roommate either, OK? I can afford to live here by myself. Ya know, I may have to bring in somebody once a week to lick the silverware.
MONICA: Ok, Mr. Heckles, we'll try to keep it down.
Phoebe: Listen, I need to ask you something. Ok, you know how my step dad's in prison.
Ross: (on phone) Ok, ok, sweetheart, I'll see you later. Ok, bye. What? (Sits down next to Rachel) Oh, that is so sweet. No, no, ok, you hang up. Ok, ok, one, two, three. (Doesn't hang up and motions for Rachel to be quiet) Well you didn't hang up either.
Monica: Honey, we've been trying to have a baby for over a year. I think it's a good idea to find out if everything's ok. Just a few routine tests.
EDDIE: Ok, then I want to hear you say it, I, I want to hear you say you want me out.
Ross: Look, I'm sorry to hear about your tragedy, ok? But the swings are perfectly safe, and besides Emma loves them. You know what, you should come with us and you'll see!
Mr. Geller: Ok, I have dandruff. Theres no need to laugh and point.
Rachel: OK, alright, OK, um... then could you please, uh... just give him a message for me? Please? This is very important.
PHOE: Ok, all right. We want to hear everything. Monica, get the wine and unplug the phone. Rachel, does this end well or do we need to get tissues?
RACHEL: Mom, would you relax. That was 10 blocks from here and, the, the woman was walking alone at night, I would never do that. Mom, c'mon, stop worrying. This is a safe street, this is a safe building, there's nothing [a pigeon flies in the window and lands on the table] OH MY GOOOD, oh my God, oh I gotta go, I gotta go, I gotta go. [hangs up] OK, that's fine, you just read the paper, I'm gonna get a pot, it's not for you. [grabs a pot and lid] OK, that's fine, read the Family Circus, enjoy the gentle comedy. [puts pot over the pigeon] Aaahh, oh my God, oh my God, oh my God, oh my God, oh my God, oh my God, oh my God, oh my God, aaaaahh. [knock at the door] It's open you guys.
CHANDLER: Ok, good night. [walks towards his room] You big freak of nature.
JOEY: Ahh, alright, alright, alright, I was young and I just wanted a job, OK. But at the last minute I couldn't go through with it so they let me be the guy who comes in to fix the copier but can't 'cause there's people havin' sex on it.
Rachel: Don't worry, we're just gonna search here for an hour, and then we're gonna go over to Joey's and search, OK?
PHOEBE: Ok, I didn't see it, because I was putting on my jacket, but I uh want to believe you.
Monica: Ok. Great. I am so glad that you are here. We’re really excited about getting this process started.
Ross: None of the sane ones wanted to come back with me! That�s not the point. Ok? The point is you...you are the oneWho moved on and didn�t tell anyone!
Joey: (on the screen there's the word "Supermarket") Uhm... ok. It's a store, like a supermarket. (there is a sound indicating he made a mistake as he shouldn't have said 'supermarket'. The next word appears, "notebook") Oh! I see-I see what I did. Yeah, ok, ok, uhm... I'm writing in my...
PHOEBE: I'm not done yet, OK. God. OK, if that goes well, they may even want to make an album.
RACHEL: Ok, uh, Billy Dreskin, Pete Carney, Barry, and uh, oh, Paolo.
ROSS: OK, now I'm nervous.
Mike: (Ross opens the door) You know I'm trying to think of the last time I opened a door and you weren't there, Phoebe are you ok? (She has her hands over her mouth)
RACHEL: Ok, everybody, let's give a uh nice warm Central Perk welcome to--
Mike: I'm sorry. Are you ok with that? Cause if not...maybe us moving in together isn't the best idea.
CHANDLER: Oh, that's OK, we'll figure something out.
Monica: OK, here you go. Good luck.
Phoebe: (overemphasizing) Mmmmmm! Everything smells so delicious! You know, I can't remember a time I smelt such a delicious combination of (Monica signals her to stop) of, OK, smells.
TILLY: Well, ok then. I'm gonna go. Bye.
ROSS: Ohh... OK. [changes the channel]
Joey: No, no, hey, no! Too late for apologies... ok? You broke my heart. You know how many women I had to sleep with to get over you? (and he leaves the apartment, leaving her shocked)
ROSS: Fine, OK! Heat, heat, heat, and I'm the obsessive one. [goes to the radiator and starts turning the knob] OK, this way is on, so this is. . . [breaks off the knob] off.
Phoebe: Oh, ok, you want me to marry Mike? Alright, well, let's just gag him and handcuff him and force him down the aisle. I can just see it: "Mike, do you take Phoebe..." (gestures with her hand as if someone is covering her mouth and tries to shout "No! No!") You know, it's every girl's dream!
Monica: Ok, Mike, enough is enough, now you love Phoebe and she loves you, so you need to get over your whole "I never want to get married" thing and step up!
ROSS: No, no it's not interesting. OK, it's very, very not interesting. In fact it's actually 100 percent completely opposite of interesting.
ROSS: Wow, well uh, uh, actually, Julie's downstairs getting a cab, I just need the cat toy, did Monica say. . . What? Why, why are you looking at me like that? RACH: I don't know, I, I feel like I had a dream about you last night but I, I don't remember. ROSS: OK. Oh, oh, oh. [runs over and picks up the cat toy] RACH: Did we speak on the phone last night? Did you call me? ROSS: No, I stayed at Julie's last night. RACH: Huh. ROSS: Oh, actually I haven't even been home yet. Do you mind if I check my messages? RACH: Oh yeah, go ahead. [Rachel walks in her room. Ross picks up the phone and dials his machine to check his messages.] ROSS: Rach, I got a message from you. [pauses] Who's Michael? [Rachel comes out of her room, suddenly she remembers leaving the message.]
Ross: OK. (closes eyes) I'm in my apartment...
MONICA: No no, the father can, but um, since I am the roommate I can tell you that she's not here and I'll pass along the message, ok. So bye-bye.
RACHEL: Oh, that's OK, it's just the shoulder, it's not my dress.
Monica: Please... honey, leave the details to me. Now I wanna make this day as special for you as I can. Now, ok, I was thinking that the harpist should wear white.
RACHEL: OK, here we go. Honey, I'm sorry, they were all out of apple pie, someone just got the last piece.
Chandler: Nobody is opening anything ok? Look, I dont know about you guys, but I wanna see the look on Monicas face when I give her my present, and Im sure she wants to see the look on my face when I get mine. So please, please, can we just, can we put them back?
Chandler: OK Phoebs, how many do you want?
MONICA: Ok will do. So glad you came.
Monica: Ok! When I go places with high humidity, it gets a little extra body, ok?!
ROSS: Oh OK. Well then why don't you, uhh, why don't you borrow it from mom and dad? You feel guilty and tense around them already. You might as well make some money off of them.
JOEY: [peeks back out] Ok, now that your coat is safely in the bedr-, [sees that the coast is clear] oh, ok we can come back out in the living room.
Phoebe: Ok, thanks. (assistant leaves, then walks back in)
CASTING GUY: Ok, listen, thanks for coming in.
ROSS: Hello. Oh hi, are you on your way ove-. Oh. No, no, I, I understand, I mean a monkey's gotta work. No it, it's no big deal, it' not like I uh, had anything special planned. Yeah OK, OK. OK, OK, bye.
Ross: OK, turn around. (Joey looks taken aback) I just don't want you staring at me when I'm doing this.
Rachel: It's just physical and I have it totally under control! Ok? It's just, when I see them together, sometimes I just get a little jealous!
Rachel: Hey, look, you guys, I'm going for anything here, OK? I cannot be a waitress anymore, I mean it. I'm sick of the lousy tips, I'm sick of being called 'Excuse me...'
Phoebe: Oh! I'm sorry Rachel, I don't have time for your childish games, ok? I still have to go find something incredible to wear so I can beat Mike at "who's more over who"! (at which she walks away)