words in movies
CHANDLER: Phoebs, let me ask you something, were, were these, uh, funny brownies?
CHANDLER: Nah, Phoebs, that's the guy that comes in the frame.
GANG: Phoebs. [Phoebe leaves]
JOEY: Good luck Phoebs.
JOEY: Phoebs, what's goin' on?
JOEY: Phoebs, that's OK. You took a big step today.
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.
ROSS: Hey, Phoebs, how'd it go.
CHANDLER: OK, Phoebs, your turn.
JOEY: Hey Phoebs.
CHANDLER: Phoebs, play with meeee.
JOEY: Phoebs, he's just a little dog. [turns back to the car window and the dog is halfway through it.] Ahhh.
RACHEL: Hey Phoebs, whatcha got there?
Chandler: Well, you know Phoebs. I don't know if it's your kinda thing, because it involves a lot of being normal. For a large portion of the day.
Ross: No. No, uh, Phoebs? You can'tyou can't do...
Ross: Phoebs, It's open! It's open!
ALL: Sorry Phoebs.
Ross: So, Phoebs owes $7.50, Monica, you owe $10, and Rachel, you owe fifteen big ones.
RACHEL: Great set tonight Phoebs.
CHAN: OK, look, that is one guy's opinion, alright. Phoebs, read yours.
RACH: Hey Phoebs, how'd it go with Scott last night?
JOEY: Gotcha. Phoebs, walk with me.
RICHARD: Hey Phoebs, what's happening?
DUNCAN: Um, now. Phoebs.
RACHEL: OK, Phoebs. But what about you?
CHAN: [to Phoebe] Listen, Phoebs, this is gonna be OK. [introducing Russ and Ross] Ross, Russ. Russ, Ross.
ROSS: Yeah but Phoebs, what about the end?
RACHEL: Hey Phoebs. Oh hey, how's the dog?
RICHARD: Oh, thank you Phoebs. That's very sweet.
JOEY: Phoebs look, if you want to know what the deal is, you're just gonna have to ask him.
RACH: No, Phoebs. I'm dating Russ.
CHANDLER: Hey Phoebs, can I have the milk after you?
Monica: Hey, Phoebs
ROSS: No no, you're uh, you're my lobster. See um, lobsters, uhh, in the tank when, when they're old, uhh, they get with, uhh, they walk around holding the claws. In the tank, ya know, with, with the holding and. . . Uhh, Phoebs you wanna help me out with the, the whole lobster thing?
CHANDLER: Ya know Phoebs, don't feel so bad for 'em. After they're done playing, I break out the little plastic women and everybody has a pretty good time.
JOEY: All right Phoebs, way to go.
CHAN: No, no, Phoebs. You know why? Cause he's dead.
JOEY: This is unbelievable Phoebs, how can you be married?
JOEY: Hey Phoebs, if you want, I'll do it.
JOEY: Phoebs, check it out, check it out, check it out, check it out.
MONICA: Really Phoebs? Because, you know, you'd have to be an actual waitress. This can't be like your 'I can be a bear cub' thing.
Chandler: OK Phoebs, how many do you want?