words in movies
Phoebe: Ooh, and treat it is. (Monica�s breasts.)
Rachel: Oh, ooh, everything looks delicious. What should I ha-ave? What should I have?
Monica: You used to tell girls you were a Kennedy. (being sat down) Ooh, uh, thanks. Wow, little tight, isn�t it? How d�you get a bigger table? You-you had a big table, but they made you move. Huh-huh, shut up Monica. Whoo, I suppose that Chandler will have the smoked duck.
Phoebe: Ooh, I like cards.
Roy: Ooh, boy. You should warn people there's no elevator! I should not have had that Mexican food for lunch.
Phoebe: Oh! It will be fun! Ohh! Yay! Oh! Okay, ooh, lets plan the wedding reception. (She grabs the notebook which Monica used for her ideas and starts flipping page after page after page after page after page to find a blank one.) Wow! You really wanted me to do something with this van. (pause) Yknow what, I want you to take the chef job.
Phoebe: Ooh, I just pulled out four eyelashes. That can't be good.
Joey: Ooh! So close.
Monica: Ooh! I'm sorry! I think, I THINK, that may have missed the table!
Joey: I know, I know! What am I going to do? (Thinks) Ooh!
Rachel: Ooh, the gift shop!
Chandler: Ahh, ooh, try a hard 8.
Phoebe: Ooh, Joey, thats actually a really good idea!
RACHEL: Ooh, goooosh, ooh, these are cookies smashed in the sports section.
Ross: Ooh, I wanna switch to Rachel too!
Dr. Green: Ooh, I have a little heart attack.
Joey: Ooh, sorry. Sorry. You finish, go.
Monica: Well, maybe you could give to somebody else. Ooh, like Ross Geller.
Rachel: Well, like anything can be sexy. Like umm, oh-oh, like this dishtowel! (She grabs it and starts rubbing it on her cheek.) Ooh, ooh, this feels sooo good against my cheek! And-and if I feel a little hot, I can just dab myself with it. Or I can bring it down to my side and bring it through my fingers while I talk to him.
Phoebe: HeyOoh, hows Hilda? Is she working out?
Joey: Sure, no problem. (Sees something.) OohHey, donuts!
Phoebe: Ooh, lets see it!
Phoebe: Oh! Ooh! Oh Monica! Its so beautiful.
PHOEBE: Ooh, look at you fancy lads. What's the occasion?
Rachel: Ohh. (She touches his arm for support and likes what she feels) Ooh!
Rachel: Pheebs, I can't believe he hasn't kissed you yet. I mean God, by my sixth date with Paolo, I mean he had already named both my breasts! ...Ooh. Did I just share too much?
Monica: Ooh...hey honey, are you all right?
Ross: Ooh, well. Ah, I kinda have got a lot on my plate right now, not that I wouldn't love a weekend in the country with a strange man. (Mr. Oberblau giggles)
Rachel: Okay, it's missing something. Ooh, I know! Umm, okay. (Goes and grabs a bag, that looks like a purse, and shows it to Joey.)
Joey: Ooh ooh ooh ooh, there's no room for milk!
Phoebe: Okay. Umm, ooh, oohoh, I have a game!
Ross: You're welcome, Ben. Merry Christmas, ooh, and Happy Hanukkah!
Ross: Oww!! My ankle! I really hurt my ankle! I think I twisted it when IOoh, a quarter!
Phoebe: Ooh! How about Agamemnon?
Phoebe: Ooh, I have tasted my own medicine and it is bitter!
Rachel: Ooh, I like those sunglasses.
Joey: Oh. Okay. Ooh! Ooh! Okay, maybe Ill talk about London! Yknow when you two hooked up! Only, only I wont say hooked up. Ill say, "Began their beautiful journey "
Phoebe: Ooh, now you lost me.
Phoebe: I thought you were excellent! In fact for a minute there I was like, "Ooh, whered Ross go?"
Ross: (notices the table) HeyOoh! Whats-whats that, dinner stuff? You making dinner?
Monica: Okay, ooh, alright. Name, address... Okay, in case of emergency, call?
Ross: (playing the drunk uncle) When Monica was a little girl, I remember that(Phoebe screams and tackles him)Ooh!! Ow! Very good!
Rachel: Ooh great! Very Monica.
Chandler: Ooh, that girl that I hate, eww, drives me crazy, eww, eww, oh!
Joey: Ooh!
Rachel: Ooh... oooh... (pause) (Rachel is all bah-jiggity about Joey) oh, ah... (pause) (to Monica) Can I ask you a question?
Phoebe: Ooh.
Rachel: Ahhh! (Gets in.) Ooh, nice!
Phoebe: Ooh, I think I wanna trade circles.
Chandler: Ooh, this is a Dear Diary moment.
Phoebe: Ooh, Soap Opera Digest!
Joey: Ooh! A tape with a girls name on it. It's probably a sex tape... (realises) Wait a minute... This says Monica... (looks around) And this is Richard's apartment... (realises some more)
Phoebe: Ooh! That's a good one! Mine is to pilot a commercial jet.
Rachel: YeahOoh! Earrings! (Goes into her room.)
Phoebe: Hey! Ooh, did you do it yet?
Phoebe: Ooh Monica!
Ross: Oh I know, isn't it? Ooh... what'd you do to get her to laugh?
Rachel: Ooh, I just wish we hadnt lost those four months, but if time was what you needed just to gain a little perspective...
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: Ooh, these tennis shoes are so tight. I think Ill take them off. (Goes to do so.)
Chandler: Ooh, yum! (Runs into the bedroom.)
Joey: Ooh, great! Thanks!
Phoebe: Ooh, what happened?
Phoebe: Oh! Ooh! Oh, I didnt know that you did pot.
Chandler: Ooh, I dont know if were there yet.
Student: Ooh, dude. Thats not gonna happen.
Phoebe: Ooh, oh no! I have to go! I have a massage appointment.
ERICA: No, no no no, you don't have to tell me anything. You don't have to explain yourself to me. Ooh, who am I to question the great Dr. Drake Remore?
Joey: I dont know. Ooh, I bet its Richard.
Joey: Ooh, its probably a residual check, hey can you open it for me, Im kinda .
Ross: Oh, veto. How aboutOoh, I like Ruth! What about Ruth?
Woman on TV: Ow! Ow! Ooh! That hurts!
Joey: Ooh! Ah! Okay! (Quickly drags the crib outside.)
Rachel: Ooh, I can do that.
Phoebe: Ooh, honey. You stink at lying.
Ross: Really?! (To Rachel) Hey, yknow what? Since you have such a great sense of what I need, uh ooh, heres-heres 60 bucks, why dont you take Phoebe down to that Colonial flea market of yours and get me some stuff.
Rachel: Okay. (watching the tape) Ooh, my! (Rachel jumps when the woman starts screaming) Woah! Why is that baby torturing that woman?!
PHOEBE: Ooh, ooh, did you ask Stacy Roth?
Ross: Okay, okay. Ooooh, ooh maybe I rode in on a Harley.
Chandler: Ooh. Uh, I don't know how to tell you this, but she's in Monica's bedroom, getting it on with Max, that scientist geek. Ooh, look at that, I did know how to tell you.
Phoebe: Ooh, oh, I've gotta go. (raises) Whoa, oh, head rush. One more, and then I have to go. (sits down, and then raises again) Cool!
Phoebe: Oh! Here it is! (Noticing it next to the door.) Ooh, Joey! Why did you sign it, "Son of a bitch?" (Son of a bitch is written across the entire picture.)
Phoebe: Ohh!! God! (Gary enters and she sees him) Ooh! (To Chandler) Get out of here, good for nothing.
Rachel: Oh Pheebs thats so sweet(Grabs a pair of pants)Ooh, those are so cute!
Monica: Umm, I'd love too! (She goes over and picks up the box and decides to follow Rachel's advice and holds the box up to her cheek.) Ooh, I love macaroni and cheese. I love-I love the way this box feels against my cheek.
PHOEBE: OK. Ooh, OK, you gotta give me a second, I wanna get this just right. [she sticks out her gut, clears her throat and sniffs her nose and then in her best male voice. . .] Dude, 11 o'clock, totally hot babe checkin' you out. That was really good, I think I'm ready for my penis now.
Phoebe: (entering with some guy) Hey. Ooh Ross! Howd the conversation go?
Monica: (turning around and doing that, "I'm making out with someone," thing with her hands) Ooh, umm, oh Kathy! Kathy, I love you! Oh! (She turns around and sees Gunther staring at her and stops suddenly.)
Rachel: Ooh! Ow!!
Phoebe: Hey! Ooh, wow that jacket looks great on you!
Ross: Huh? Ooh (laughs) you mean like a Huh?
Monica: Ooh! But the band and the photographer are coming all the way in from New Jersey!
Phoebe: Ooh, great! Just the reaction I was hoping for.
Monica: It worked! Ooh baby baby baby, ooh baby baby baby!
Phoebe: Yeah... ooh... wow... Even started to think I'd never meet someone that, you know, I wanted to... do this with. Here you go. (Both Phoebe and Mike look really proud.)
Rachel: Ooh, this is soo sweet, Joey our little twinkle-toes.
Joey: Oh, ha-ha-ha! Ooh! Wait a minute, I used to get medical experiments down on me all the time!
Phoebe: Ooh, is that spelled with a C or a K? Oh my God! It doesnt matter; theyre both great!
Phoebe: Hmm, pulling in a salary in the high six figures or rubbing gross naked people for chump changeooh, what do I do?! What will I do?!
Joey: ooh oooh..
Phoebe: Ooh, Joey.
Joey: (deadpan) Ooh! Yeah. So yeah, so you know exactly what Im talking about.
Phoebe: Ooh, who's it for?