words in movies
Joey: Tell us!
Phoebe: So Monica, what were you gonna tell us?
Rachel: So, come on, what was the big news Pete wanted to tell you Mon?! Or should I say Mrs. Monica Becker?
Monica: He wanted to tell me hes gonna compete is some ultimate fighting competition thingy.
Monica: I gotta tell ya, I think its okay to be that guy.
Rachel: How could you not tell me that she has hair?
Monica: Hey! (she sits down next to him) Its me. Mon-i-ca! Can I just tell you how proud I am of you.
Pete: Let me tell you a story. When I set out to create Moss 865, do you think it just happened overnight? No. There was Moss 1, that burnt down my Dads garage, there was Moss 2 that would only schedule appointments in January, and 862 others that I learned from, just like I learned from this fight, never to let a guy stand on my neck.
Ross: What? Oh! I gotta tell you, I-I wasnt expecting to like her at all, I mean I actually wasnt expecting to like anyone right now, but shes really terrific.
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!
Monica: Please tell me youre stopping now.
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.
Rachel: Yes! And please tell her to bring a cake!
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.
VAN DAMME: You can tell her I think her friend is cute.
Rachel: Well then I can't tell you what I know.
[Scene: Central Perk, Monica is trying to find out what Phoebe wont tell her.]
Rachel: I was faking it! Can't you tell when I'm being fake?
Chandler: When you go lunching with hunky moustache men and don't tell me about it!
Mr. Waltham: All right, Ill tell her. (To his wife) Come on bugger face!
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.
Ross: You're my friend. I-I had to tell you.
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.
Richard: No! I came here to tell you something else. (Pause) I came here (Pause) to tell you I still love you.
Ross: I'm gonna tell Mom.
Chandler: So who's gonna tell them?
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.
Rachel: Can I please be there when you tell her? (Joey nods yes.)
Pete: No! Look, I was gonna tell you this over dinner, but I met somebody else. On my trip.
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.
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!
RACH: Yeah, but how much can you tell from a look?
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.
Phoebe: Oh please, somebody tell me I dont have to go to work today!
MONICA: Alright, well tell me one of yours.
Joey: Hey, I tell you what. Lets you and me go out and have some fun. Huh? Whatever you want. Come on!
Chandler: Come on, tell me.
Rachel: Oh, please tell me its not because Im going with Mark.
Phoebe: Or, we could not tell them we know and have a little fun of our own
Monica: Please? Please?! We just don't want to deal with telling everyone, okay? Just promise you won't tell.
Monica (as Rachel): ..well, why don't you tell them? After all it, is your ankle.
RYAN: [Puts his hands over Phoebe's ears.] I must tell you, you look beautiful tonight.
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?
Joey: I cant tell you that, no.
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.
Phoebe: Okay, just tell me this, did you or did you not smell her hair?
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?
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.
Chandler: Just out of curiosity did she tell you how youre gonna go?
Rachel: Oh my God, it's so huge, but you just have to promise me that you cannot tell anyone.
ROSS: Tell me about it. So what, what's your magic number?
Rachel: All right, will you, will you at least tell him how hollow and unsatisfying this, dating tons of women thing is!
Ross: And tell them what? The naked guy we stare at all the time isnt moving.
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?
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!
[Ross gets up to go tell his parents.]
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.
Chandler: I can't believe her! Did she tell you we were having money problems?
Monica: Y'know when girls sleep with guys with weird things on their body, they tell their friends about it.
Chandler: Did I not tell *anyone* about New Year's Eve? -- Alright, look, go! Go home, okay? Merry Christmas! Go.
Chandler: Tell us what happened, Brown Bird Ross.
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.
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?
Monica: Oh no, shes still at work, but she told me to tell you to call her.
Phoebe: Absolutely, oh I promise. Tell her what?
MR. WINEBURG: I tell ya a lot things!