words in movies
Ross: Come on, they're gonna love you.
Joey: They're here already?
Carol: But they're not here yet!
Lydia: Yeah, they're not so bad.
Joey: Oh, they're so cute! Now, what, what kinds are they?
Rachel: Just tell Joey that you watched the tape and you liked it, but your bosses didn't. Then that way, you're the good guy and they're the bad guys.
Chandler: People do stupid things when they're upset.
Frank Jr.: Oh, I think you're right. Oh, wow. Phoebe, I don't think I can give one of them up. I mean, you know, they drive me crazy, but they're my babies.
Mr Zelner: Yeah, they're all he talks about, why?
CHAN: Oh, I know. This must be so hard. Oh, no. Two women love me. They're both gorgeous and sexy. My wallet's too small for my fifties, and my diamond shoes are too tight.
CHANDLER: The one time they're not home.
Chandler: Um, ok... the... the fifth dentist caved and now they're all recommending Trident?
Monica: Where is everybody? They're forty-five minutes late!
Phoebe: NO! THEY'RE DOING IT!!!
(Just as they're about to leave, Gunther comes out of the back carrying two garbage bags. Larry sees this and stops him.)
PHOEBE: [singing] Sometimes men love women, sometimes men love men, and then there are bisexuals, though some just say they're kidding themselves. la la-la-la la-la-la-la-la-la-la...
MONICA: No really, they're OK.
Monica: (to the guys) Not the way they're doing it. What, what happened? How did she die?
Monica: Oh, they're brochures from different adoption agencies.
Chandler: They're not even paying ya! This doesn't even sound like a real movie!
Chandler: They're still just friends, right?
RACHEL: Oh they're in the top drawer. Hurry.
Monica: You know, they're not actually supposed to have... (Ross looks at her sheepishly) I'll work on the lumps. Joey, you're going home, right?
Charlie: Right and then everybody finds out and they're like: "Oh, I knew all along"
Ross: Great, actually. I'm thinking tonight, maybe the night. Yeah, I mean ah, the kids are gonna play together and then when they're asleep, I'm thinking Amanda and I break open a bottle of wine, and do a little "playing" ourselves.
Chandler: (peeping) They're out there!
Phoebe: Okay, well I think that they're in my purse. Why don't you go get dressed and I'll look for them.
Chandler: Don't say Richard! Well, if they're not Monica's and they're not yours, then whose are they?
[Scene: Central Perk. Rachel and Phoebe are looking at some photos and they're sitting next to the window.]
Phoebe: Oh, they see us! Oh, they, they look mad. Oh, they figured it out. They're coming this way. Run!
Ross: This... this is exactly what I'm talking about. What kind of a guy makes... makes... delicate French cookies, huh? They're not even... butch, manly cookies with... with... you know with... with chunks. (takes a careful bite from the cookie)
[Scene: Ross's Apartment, they're all sitting around and talking.]
Monica: Well you know it's just like living with a girl. Only they don't steal your makeup. Unless they're playing "This is what my sister would look like" (Looks at Chandler)
JOEY: [as they're walking out, Dr. Greene questioningly gestures at the Happy Birthday sign over the door] This is clearly in the wrong apartment. [they all walk across the hall]
RACHEL: Hi. Well hey, you don't - you don't think they're kind of cool?
JOEY: Yes! Yeah, it's like they're always saying "let's go here, let's go there". Like we can afford to go here and there.
Joey: All right. Let's get the contestants out of their isolation booths. (He removes the waste bucket that's over the duck and the laundry basket that's over the chicken.) And they're off! (He puts his foot in front of the chick, stopping it from moving.)
MONICA: Joey they're not real. I start miles beneath the surface of these things, ok, they're fake. See [squeezes her breast] honk honk.
[Scene: Monica and Rachel's, they're all hanging out in the living room.]
JOEY: Well, I can't use these forever. I mean, let's face it, they're no friend to the environment.
Rachel: Oh, they're firemen guys.
(She goes one way; he goes the other. The camera pans back to Chandler and Monica, and needless to say, they're standing there dumbstruck as The King's (Elvis Presley to the yougin's) Viva, Las Vegas begins to play. Sing along with me now, "Viva! Las Vegas! Vivaaaaaa! Vivaaaaa! Las Vegassssss!!" Fade to Black.)
Phoebe: Yeah, ok. I guess you're right. Allright, so we should just give them away. But to nice families, with children, and reduced fat wheat thins. They're Bob's favorites.
RACHEL: Oh, well, you know, they're just separated so, you know, never know, we'll see.
Phoebe: Uh huh. But they're not your friends anymore.
[Since they're alone they start kissing and Ross's hands work their way down until they're on Rachel's butt. Rachel starts laughing.]
Ross: I- I think they're great! I, I really do.
Monica: Is it like for dinosaur emergencies. 'Help, come quick, they're still extinct.'
[Scene: Chandler and Joey's apartment. They're still in their chairs watching TV. Chandler is ordering a pizza.]
MONICA: It's not gonna happen. They're doing it tonight, we can do it tomorrow.
Rachel: Hi! You guys, the car-service just got here. I can't believe they're not home yet! I have to catch my stupid plane. I wanna see the baby!
[Scene: The gate at the airport. The passengers are standing in line, and they're about to board the plane again.]
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.
Rachel: Okay, they are. (No they're not.)
Phoebe: Okay, I wanna be sexy again so I'm trying to catch a cold. It should be easy, supposedly they're pretty common.
INTERVIEWER: You sure they haven't gone bad? You're sure they're not very, very bad?
[Scene: Monica and Rachel's, Monica and Rachel are hosting a New Year's party. So the place is crowded and in a shameless promotion for NBC they're watching Jay Leno's coverage of New Year's from Time Square.]
[Scene: The ride along, they're all waiting outside of the witness's house and still in the car in the same places as before.]
Rachel: Oh please, they're having sex.
Rachel: Alright, now I really have to go. Okay. Au revoir! Oh, they're gonna really hate me over there.
PHOEBE: Well I have a video, you have to pay attention. No this, this voice woman, she's so talented but, according to the producer people, they said she doesn't have like the right look or something, ya know. I mean, it's like, she's like one of those an imals at the pound who like nobody wants 'cause they're not pretty enough or you know. Like, like some old dog who's just kind of like stinky and. Huuuuh, oh my God, she's smelly cat. Oh, oh that song has so many levels.
Chandler: (speaking as in pain) They're never coming down now.
Phoebe: NO! THEY'RE DOING IT!!!
RACH: Joey, honey, they don't know what they're talking about.
Chandler: Yes, but these women are very hot, and they need our help! And they're very hot.
Monica: Ross and Rachel don't know what they're talking about. I mean its not like their so responsible. Emma is a product of a bottle of Merlot and a five year old condom.
Chandler: No, 'Slim Pickings', it's a barbecue restaurant. They're looking for a cook. Actually 'cook' may be a bit of a stretch. They're looking for someone to shovel mesquite.
Roger: Listen guys, it was great seeing you again. Mon, um, easy on those cookies, okay? Remember, they're just food, they're not love.
Ross: Yeah, okay, hold on! (He puts the phone down and proceeds to spread a large amount of powder on his legs and makes another attempt at pulling up his pants. It doesn't work, and without picking up the phone leans down to it.) (Almost in tears.) They're not coming on man.
Joey: Okay, here's my big scene. My big scene's here! (They have two of the cops on the street, then they cut to where they're entering an apartment.) Oh my God.
RTST: It's like I'm lookin' in a mirror. Anyway, they're called "fishtachios". They taste exactly like pistachios, but they're made primarily of reconstituted fish bits. Here, try one. You're not allergic to anything, are you?
Joey: You mean how they're friends and nothing more? (Glares at Rachel.)
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?
Joey: Yeah, they're mine.
Rachel: Oh. Well then, you better go take that back because they're gonna charge you for that.
Rachel: They're male nurses.
Ross: Well, they're not mine!
Phoebe: They're gonna call her Chandler.
RICHARD: Uh, they're not in it.
Chandler: See? They're Joey's! J-J-J-J-J-Joey's!
Rachel: I think they're very nice.
Chandler: I'd love to, but I gotta get back to talking to your parents. They're telling us all about how they adopted you.
LITTLE BULLY: And look where they're sitting.
Phoebe: My grandmother has this new boyfriend, and they're both kind of insecure in bed. Oh, and deaf. So they're constantly, like, having to reassure each other that they're having a good time. You have no idea how loud they are!
Malcom: These are my night vision goggles. This is the book I pretend to read when I'm watching her in the park. And these are Mad Lips, they're just for fun.
Chandler: That's not what I had in mind! See, people like Ross don't generally wear these types of pants. You see, they're very tight. (Motions to Ross's buttock.) Maybe there's something in that area.
Susan: They're every four minutes and last 55 seconds.
RACHEL: Ok, let me take these cakes back 'cause they're gonna take that out of my paycheck.
Mr. Geller: Of course it did. They're made of wicker.
Joey: They're gonna do it together.
Phoebe: (Phoebe hangs up and someone knocks on the door. She gasps.) They're here already? How are they doing this?
Chandler: Well, they're Joey's! They gotta be Joey's!
Kathy: Okay, I've got some ugly friends, and they're all available too.
Monica: They're still in my coat.
JOEY: I'm sorry, it's the pigs. they're reluctant to get in the blankets!
[Scene: We're back to the present. Chandler and Monica's. They're all still at the kitchen table.]
[Scene: Chandler and Monica's apartment. The table is set, and there's food on the tables again. They're all there, toasting.]
(Chandler enters and sees what they're watching, panics, and runs to turn off the TV.)
Ross: Oh, I hope they're not ruined.
Rachel: Yes, but still. They're people with eyes.
Chandler: Yeah umm, they're called wallets.