words in movies
CHANDLER: Nah, Phoebs, that's the guy that comes in the frame.
PHOEBE: No, that's my stepdad. My real dad's the one that ran out on us before I was born.
PHOEBE: OK, I smell smoke. Maybe that's 'cause someone's pants are on fire.
GRANDMOTHER: Alright, that is not your father, that's just a picture of a guy in a frame.
GRANDMOTHER: Anyway, that's all I know. That, and this. [pulls apart a frame and pulls a picture out] This is the real him.
PHOEBE: Uh-huh, yeah, that's my cheat sheet.
ROSS: Oh, oh that's right, I forgot about your ability to fuse metal.
CHANDLER: Oh, so that's what this is for.
ROSS: No no, no, that, that's your Christmas tip, alright. Oh, hey, do you think there's a chance you could fix that radiator now?
JOEY: Phoebs, that's OK. You took a big step today.
CHANDLER: Oh, that's OK, we'll figure something out.
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.
PHOEBE: Yeah, yeah, no it's OK 'cause, I mean, I know he's there, so, that's enough for now.
JOEY: Hey, Monica, the knob was broken so I just turned it off from underneath, I hope that's alright.
Monica: That's right. [Scene: Monica's Apartment, Rachel is talking on the phone and pacing.]
Phoebe: (realizes) Ooh, maybe that's him!
Phoebe: (relived) Oh, whew, no, that's Bob.
Monica: That's weird. I've had the same number of beers as you and I don't feel anything at all. (Chandler approaches)
Fat Monica: Oh that's so great!
Joey: I know, I know. And when they moved back in together, I figured y'know, that's where things were headed.
Joey: Ooh, that's a great plan!
Joey: Ooh...I hear that's bad.
Ross: Hey, I don't know what to tell you guys that's the doll he chose.
Rachel: Oh, well, that's - that's very sweet. Thank you.
Phoebe: That's okay. If - if we hit anything, the engine will explode, so you know, it's better if you're thrown from the car.
Ross: That's it. I'm in my apartment, you're not there, we're not having this conversation. (gets up, walks across room)
Monica: (Looks exasperated) Ok first of all...It would be great. But that's not what I'm here to talk to you about. I need to borrow some money.
Phoebe: (turning from Ross.) No!! Hey-hey that's not a Nutter-Butter, that's just an old Wonton!
Rachel: No you really think that's what it is?
Phoebe: That's not how you really feel is it?
Ross: What?! That's not gonna make you any money!
Phoebe: It's ok that's how you feel.
Monica: Well sure! I'm just wearing sweats! (Looking at Chandler and slowly realizing what his point is.) But that's good that you're not in love with me, because you just want a girlfriend!
Monica: Really? If that's what you want...
Chandler: No, come on, you know that's not true.
Rachel: That's not Monica!
Monica: Oh, that's Nana, right there in the middle. (Reads the back) 'Me and the gang at Java Joe's'.
JOEY: I don't know, you see somethin', you hear a word, I thought that's what it was. Let me see it again.
Ross: Oh yeah, no no no...that's great!
MONICA: Rachel if you, if you want to go out with him, you can. Sound like a big jerk to me but if that's what you want to do...
Rachel: NO! (pause) Or, cut!You know, that's your call!
Chandler: That's insane!
Ross: Oh, that's not cool.
Ross: Oh, oh, that's, that's, that's nice.
Rachel: No Mon that's not the point. I'm out a thousand dollars, I'm all scratched up, and I'm stuck with this stupid cat that looks like a hand! (Storms out.)
Rachel: Oh, that's why you got these tickets to that play, to get rid of us??
Phoebe: yeah I've nothing to be ashamed of ok so I haven't been in a relationship that lasted longer then a month. Ok I haven't had a real boyfriend you know if he can't handle that he can leave. which he will and that's ok. so I'll just be alone forever you know alright I'll be. it'll be fine. it'll be fine. I'll go walking tours with widows and lesbians. Oh (takes a deep breath and sits down, knock on the door)
Monica: That's different! I was drunk and stupid!
Charlie: Yeah, I guess that's true.
Joey: Seriously, that's your fantasy? To invest it?
Rachel: That's not what we're gonna do!
Rachel: Well-well that's 'cause I went down there and they were all smoking. This is actually the smell of success.
Ross: Oh, that's not what you want...
Rachel: Pheebs, that's for men!
Rachel: Oh...see... but Joanne loved Chachi! That's the difference!
Ross: Dr. Gettleman? Yeah I know, I don't think that's a good idea. In fact, I think he's dead.
Phoebe: I understand. Yeah. Ok so then ok, so we're both living in New York, not seeing anyone. That's so not like us!
Rachel: No, that's David.
Phoebe: Wow? Really? That's fantastic!
Ross: That's Ben, my son from my first marriage.
MIKE: (finally) Stout.� That's a kind of beer.
Ross: Yeah, that's it?
Professor Spafford: And that's not all I'm allergic to.
Rachel: Okay, y'know what uh, actually, that's great. That helps a lot. Thanks. (She leaves them to wrestle.)
Chandler: I know, that, (looks at her fake chest, and loses his train of thought, temporarily) that's why I don't want to go tonight, I'm afraid I'm going to say something stupid.
Chandler: And that's... how... it's done!
Rachel: (laughing) Oh, that's crazy!
Joey: (shocked) That's a huge thing!
Mike: That's what I'm thinking.
Monica: That's just good sense!
Chandler: That's why!
Rachel: Ooh! You guys are so lucky you are here with people, you known it's such a romantic place. That's all, I just wish I could (looks at Joey who is at the check in desk) share that with a guy.
Monica: Oh my God, that's Charlie!
PHOEBE: Yes that's right. But still, I-, look at your purse, look at your sweater, look at yourselves.
Chandler: You do realise that's your brother?
Phoebe: That's the door. He's gone...
DELIVERY GUY: I don't think that's gonna affect the plot of the show.
Mike: Oh, that's ok. I don't care which of them I beat.
Rachel: Oh! That's great!
Rachel: Yeah, 'cause that's what we do.
Monica: That's sweet. Drink your hair.
Frank Jr.: That's not what we talked about!!
Joey: Uh, actually, that's..
Monica: That's not really how it works.
Phoebe: That's a, that's a long time.
Phoebe: What?! You can't separate them! That's terrible. Which one?
Chandler: You do? That's fantastic!
Phoebe: Are you kidding? That's what sisters are for.
Joey: That's what I hear, yeah.
Rachel: (entering, with a guy) Hi guys! This is Josh. Josh, these are my friends, and that's Ross.
Ross: I don't even know what that's for.
Rachel: Honey, that's very sweet, it just seems to me though, that if two people love each other and trust each other, like we do, there's no reason to be jealous. (she kisses him)
Ross: The kid...? (To the kid) Excuse me, uh, that's, that's my puck.
Ross: ... And you called him Alby!? (laughs) I mean that's like... like calling Albert Einstein... er... Alby...
Rachel: (waking up) Ehhh, aw! (pause). Well, that's new!
Monica: Wow, the boyfriend's parents! That's a big step.
Chandler: Ooh! That's my girl!
Rachel: What?! She just called and said that she was gonna be working late! She keeps lying to me! That's it! Y'know what? I'm just gonna go over there and confront them right now!
Ross: No, I'm sorry. Look I don't think that's what you wanna hear right now but I can't help it. I love marriage.
Monica: That's how old you are.
Rachel: Oh! Emma, that's right! You're that many!
Chandler: That's where people make number two!!
Rachel: Oh, maybe that's Emily calling back to leave the exact same message.
Joey: That's right, yeah.
Chandler: That's fast math! We could use you in Tulsa.
Ross: I don't think that's what this is.
Chandler: He's probably in his room with his current girlfriend Charlie. That's the situation as we know it... (walks to Phoebe and Monica)
Monica: (as Rachel) Yeah... Yeah, I know it's pretty selfish, but haha, hey, that's me. (Indicating a dish on the table) Why don't you try the hummus?
David: That's fair, you've had a long trip. (he leaves his seat to Mike, and stands there looking for a chair. He finally goes to Monica and Chandler's table)
Casting Director No. 1: That's fine, thank you.
Joey: Good, and hey! My treat. (He turns to go into his bedroom then stops.) But that's only because you're not eating anything, right?
Rachel: Ok, ok, that's fine. Fine. Hey, I'm sorry about that spill before. (picks up the tip he leaves) Only $98.50 to go.
Ross: That's not a thing!
Phoebe: Now, that's trash. Young lady, you can't (The lady ignores her and walks off.) Hey! Stop that young lady, she donated trash!