words in movies
Monica: I swear, I promise. I promise. Oh my God, I'm so excited! {And I just can't hide it! I'm about to lose control and I think I like it! Sorry, just couldn't resist it.} All right, listen let me tell you, do not get her flowers. Okay? Because y'know, she cries when they die, and there's the whole funeral
Monica: He just told me at the counter. He made me promise not to tell, but I couldn't hold it in any longer!
Phoebe: I couldn't tell him no. He got so sad. Maybe it'll be all right. I do really like him a lot and probably do it eventually anyway and plus, think of all the money I'll save on stamps.
Gary: Let me tell you what I think might be going on. (Phoebe looks down in shame.) No-no-no, don't look at the table. Look at me. (Points to his eyes and she does so) Okay, I think somebody asked someone to move in with them. And I think someone said, "Yes" but now she's having doubts because things are moving to fast for someone. Does that sound at all possible to you?
Joey: (goes over to Ben) Hi Ben! So you wanna be an actor huh? I gotta tell ya, it's no picnic. There's tons of rejection. No stability. One day you're Dr. Drake Remoray, the next day you're eating ketchup right out of the bottle.
Tim: I gotta tell you, you look great now.
Roger: But you tell it really well, sweetie.
Joey: Okay umm, I just came by to tell you that I want to have dinner with you tonight. Thats all.
Chandler: See Joe, not that thats not grrreat! But, one of the cool things about having somebody we know perform the ceremony is that it can be about us! Yknow, it can be more personal. You can tell stories about us!
RACH: [to Monica] Is that him again? Tell him I'd come to the phone, but my ankles are weighin' me down.
Monica: I promise you, next time I will absolutely tell you.
PHOEBE: No, I think you should tell them.
MR A: Well, I don't know what to tell you dear. The only thing I can think of is that she always used to say that before she died, she wanted to see everything.
MONICA: Maybe we should just tell your parents first.
Phoebe: Okay. Oh but dont tell them Monicas pregnant because, they frown on that.
ROSS: C'mon, just tell me, please, please.
ROSS: How could you not tell us?
Joey: No-no! No! No! You dont tell a Broadway guy that! Now he just thinks Im a soap actor.
Rachel: But you have it right there in that file? You could tell us whether its a boy or a girl? Dayton or Sandrine? Phoebe or Phoebo?
Phoebe: I guess so. (See, the brief possession didn't affect her at all, like we could really tell.)
Monica: I know! Ill tell you something, we are gonna do that again!
Rachel: Well I was gonna tell him that Im-Im gonna have the baby and he can be as involved as he wants.
Chandler: I cant believe you didnt tell me! You know that the two pillars of marriage are openness and honesty!
JOEY: (to Chandler) What'd I tell you? What'd I tell you?
Joey: Hands! It is absolutely essential that you tell me what room the man my assistant described is staying in. Hes a patient of mine, Ive been treating him for years!
Rachel: Excuse me! (and she walks back to Joey, who is still looking very impressed about what Ross said to him. Rachel looks at him and hits him.) You didn't tell him, did you?
Rachel: (to the woman) Excuse us for a minute. (They go into the kitchen.) You didnt tell her to come?!
Phoebe: (overacting badly) I cant! My circuits are fried! Theyre fried I tell you!!
Rachel: Honey, stop it! I am not going to tell you until I tell him.
Chandler: Would you tell her I let you win please?
Rachel: Chandler! Patrick just uh, ended things with me. Did you or did you not tell him that I was looking for a serious relationship?
Rachel: Yeah but, maybe its not what we think. Maybe its tell Monica Im sorry I drank the last of the milk.
Joey: Hey-hey-hey-ho-ho, I got this one. Here you go. (Hands Gunther Chandlers card.) Yknow I gotta tell ya, sometimes I justI dont get Chandler. Yknow, me and him do stuff all the time without you and you dont get all upset.
Phoebe: Ooh, sorry. Um, and, and then you put your arms around me. And then you put your arms around me. (He does so) And, um, and then you tell me that you love me and you'll never forget me.
CHANDLER: Oh, see, I had to tell her that my number was your number, because I couldn't tell her that my number was my number because she thinks that my number is Bob's number.
Ross: (puzzled) Ok!... All right, thanks! Thank you so much, you guys! (to Phoebe) Oh, I can't tell you how much it means to me that you were here!
Ross: Look Rachel, I wanted to tell you, I thought I should, I-I did, and then Chandler and Joey convinced me not to.
Phoebe: Hey, tell him about Relaxi-Taxi, and-and ask him if he thinks thats better than Relaxi Cab.
CHANDLER: Alright I'll tell you what, I'll play you for it.
Ross: What? Come on Rach, tell me what youre thinking?
Monica: So I did tell you. Okay, y'know, that really isnt the thing. Umm, the thing is that, right now Im just in a place in my life where I need to focus on me. Y'know what I mean?
Joey: You know, ah, Ive been thinking about this and I gotta tell ya, its not my fault. Its a natural instinct.
Chandler: (on phone) Yes, Fran. I know what time it is, but I'm looking at the WENUS and I'm not happy!... (Listens) Oh, really, really, really? Well, let me tell you something... you will care about it, because I care about it! You got it? Good! (slams phone down, then leans back and realizes what just happened) Whooooaaaa....
Phoebe: Well, if you dont want your mother to move in with you, just tell her.
Rachel: Yes! And please tell her to bring a cake!
VAN DAMME: You can tell her I think her friend is cute.
[Scene: Central Perk, Monica is trying to find out what Phoebe wont tell her.]
Monica: (grabs the guitar away from her) No, Phoebe, Ill tell you what, if you get ready now Ill let you play it at the wedding.
Mr. Waltham: All right, Ill tell her. (To his wife) Come on bugger face!
Ross: You're my friend. I-I had to tell you.
Rachel: Well then I can't tell you what I know.
Chandler: When you go lunching with hunky moustache men and don't tell me about it!
Joey: (To Monica) Okay! Look-look-look, uh, if youre gonna be moving in with him I feel its my responsibility to tell you the truth about him! Okay? Hes a terrible roommate! Terrible! He uh, forgets to umm Oh-oh he always, he always ummOh, who am I kidding! Hes the best roommate ever! (Hugs Chandler.)
Chandler: Just tell her the truth! Tell her youre not ready.
Rachel: I was faking it! Can't you tell when I'm being fake?
Ross: I'm gonna tell Mom.
Richard: No! I came here to tell you something else. (Pause) I came here (Pause) to tell you I still love you.
Chandler: So you understand, Id feel a lot more comfortable if you didnt tell people what happened. Yknow, Im a little Im a little embarrassed about it.
Phoebe: Oh great! And listen, could you do us a favor and not tell Chandler and Monica about this? Cause yknow umm, they dont-they dont have any kids of their own and-and this door was like a child to them.
Chandler: So who's gonna tell them?
Rachel: Can I please be there when you tell her? (Joey nods yes.)
RACH: Yeah, but how much can you tell from a look?
Ross: Gunther! Gunther. Gunther, please tell me you didnt say anything to Rachel about me and the girl from the Xerox place.
Rachel: Oh, just tell us! Were not gonna want it!
MONICA: Alright, well tell me one of yours.
Pete: No! Look, I was gonna tell you this over dinner, but I met somebody else. On my trip.
ROSS: No look I wasn''t right, that's what I came here to tell you. I was totally hung up on, on my own stuff. Listen, I'm someone who needs the whole security thing, ya know. To know exactly where my next paycheck is coming from buy you, you don't need that and that's amazing to me. I could never do what you do Joey.
Chandler: Come on, tell me.
Phoebe: Oh please, somebody tell me I dont have to go to work today!
Rachel: Oh, please tell me its not because Im going with Mark.
Monica: Please? Please?! We just don't want to deal with telling everyone, okay? Just promise you won't tell.
Joey: Hey, I tell you what. Lets you and me go out and have some fun. Huh? Whatever you want. Come on!
Phoebe: Or, we could not tell them we know and have a little fun of our own
Doug: Oh, is it the swearing? I mean is it the constant swearing? Because I gotta tell ya, if it is, you can just... kiss my ass!
RYAN: [Puts his hands over Phoebe's ears.] I must tell you, you look beautiful tonight.
Phoebe: Okay, just tell me this, did you or did you not smell her hair?
Joey: I cant tell you that, no.
Monica (as Rachel): ..well, why don't you tell them? After all it, is your ankle.
Chandler: Well, listen, don't tell us what's gonna happen though, 'cause I like to be surprised.
Rachel: Oh, you're not gonna tell the whole story about how your parents got divorced again are you?
Joey: Don't you lie to me! I could tell by Chandler's hair. (To Chandler.) You are so lazy. Can't you get on top for once?
Monica: Here, I got it. I'll will play my message for you guys, and you can tell me if it's breezy enough.
Monica: Why don't you just be straight with her? Tell her the truth.
Chandler: It's ok, it's ok. You know what? (Takes out his mobile) I'll just call the agency and tell them to throw out the letter. (starts dialing)
Rachel: (to Ross) Tell him.
ROSS: Tell me about it. So what, what's your magic number?
Rachel: Oh my God, it's so huge, but you just have to promise me that you cannot tell anyone.
Rachel: All right, will you, will you at least tell him how hollow and unsatisfying this, dating tons of women thing is!
Monica: Are you trying to tell me that were moving to Oklahoma, or that youre gay? All right, not that this matters, but did they at least offer you a huge raise?
RACHEL: Why the hell didn't you tell me!
Chandler: Just out of curiosity did she tell you how youre gonna go?
Rachel: Okay fine! Ill-Ill just tell her its an antique apothecary table, she doesnt have to know where it came from. Oh! Look at this little drawers! Oh look-look it says that it holds 300 CDs.
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?
Ross: And tell them what? The naked guy we stare at all the time isnt moving.
[Ross gets up to go tell his parents.]
Monica: Y'know when girls sleep with guys with weird things on their body, they tell their friends about it.
Chandler: Tell us what happened, Brown Bird Ross.
Chandler: Did I not tell *anyone* about New Year's Eve? -- Alright, look, go! Go home, okay? Merry Christmas! Go.
Chandler: I can't believe her! Did she tell you we were having money problems?
Chandler: Look, I just dont think Monica and I are ready to get married yet! Yknow? I mean, I love her and everything but seeing Ross and Rachel coming out of that chapel was like a, like a wake-up call that Monica and I are moving so fast. Yknow? And, how do I tell her without crushing her?
Kathy: I'm sorry, you're right, I apologize, but I should tell you that I'm waiting for a date. (Joey enters) Oh, and there he is now.
Monica: OK, great. You'll tell us and we'll laugh. Let's play poker.
Joey: Alright, so so tell me one of your moves.
ROSS: [sitting at table talking to a girl] It's hard to tell because I'm sweating, but I use exactly what the gel bottle says, an amount about the size of a pea. How, how can that be too much?