words in movies
ROSS: Hey, Rach, you know what? I think, I think I know what'll make you feel better. How 'bout you make a list about me. RACHEL: Wha... forget it Ross, no, I am not gonna stand here and make a list of. . . ROSS: C'mon Rachel. RACHEL: OK, you're whiney, you are, you're obsessive, you are insecure, you're, you're gutless, you know, you don't ever, you don't just sort of seize the day, you know. You like me for what, a year, you didn't do anything about it. And, uh, oh, you wear too much of that gel in your hair. ROSS: See there, you uhh, alright, ya, you did what I said. RACHEL: Yeah, and you know what? You're right, I do feel better, thank you Ross. [she walks off and Ross puts his hand to his hair] [Scene: Back at Phoebe's. She is on the phone] PHOEBE: Yeah, um, in Albany, can I have the number of Frank Buffay. . . OK, um, in Ithica. . . alright, um, Saratoga. . . Oneonta. Alright, you know what, you shouldn't call youself information. [hangs up] [Phoebe's grandmother enters] GRANDMOTHER: Hey. PHOEBE: Hello grandma, if that is in fact your real name. GRANDMOTHER: C'mon now Phoe, don't still be mad at me. How's it going? PHOEBE: Well, not so good. Upstate's pretty big, he's pretty small, you do the math. GRANDMOTHER: Well, I think you're better off without him. Oh honey, I know he's your daddy but, but to me he's still the irresponsible creep who knocked up your mom and stole her Gremlin. PHOEBE: No I just, just wanted to know who he was, ya know. GRANDMOTHER: I know. OK, I wasn't completely honest with you when I told you that, uh, I didn't know exactly where he lived. PHOEBE: Whattaya mean? GRANDMOTHER: He lives at 74 Laurel Drive in Middletown. If you hit the Dairy Queen, you've gone too far. You can take my cab. PHOEBE: Wow. Thank you. GRANDMOTHER: Now, remember, nobody else drives that cab. PHOEBE: Uh-huh, got it. Ooh, I'm gonna see my dad. Wish me luck, Grandpa! [blows a kiss to a picture of Einstein]
PHOEBE: Uh-huh, yeah, that's my cheat sheet.
PHOEBE: Uh-huh.
JOEY: Uh-huh.
Rachel: Uh-huh.
Jasmine: Uh-huh.
Monica: Uh-huh, that one!
Monica: Uh-huh, but I'm sure you can handle this. I mean, I have won awards for my organizational skills, but, uh, I'm sure you'll do fine.
Rachel: Uh-huh!
Ross: Uh-huh, I see that.
Phoebe: Uh-huh!
Erica: Uh-huh! I think it's time to kick you in the nuts and see which is worse!
Phoebe: Uh-huh.
Rachel: Uh-huh, doing it. Doing it. Phone doing it.
Phoebe: Uh-huh!
Gary: Uh-huh.
Phoebe: Yeah, uh-huh, a 100 dollars.
Ross: Uh-huh. Thank Joey!
Phoebe: Uh-huh.
Phoebe: Uh-huh!
Rachel: Uh-huh.
Rachel: Uh-huh.
(Rachel mumbles uh-huh and spits the half-eaten cookie out onto the tissue.)
Phoebe: Uh-huh, what?
Pete: Nooo. Uh-huh, no way. What? No.
Phoebe: Uh-huh, great story! I'm going!
Chandler: Uh-huh. (He doesn't take his eyes off the TV.)
Rachel: Uh-huh.
Ross: Uh-huh. (Phoebe grunts.)
Rachel: Oh uh-huh, uh-huh, coffee, a little rub-rub-rub under the table.
Rachel: Uh-huh. (Ross takes off his coat and sets in on a chair.) Yknow what I was, I was thinking about?
Phoebe: Uh-huh. You've met your match Rachel Green.
Phoebe: Uh-Huh, Which is...?
Joey: Uh-huh.
Chandler: Uh-huh
Ross: Uh-huh, that's why they call it Staten Island.
[Suddenly the door opens and Ross's mystery girl enters. I'll give you a hint to who it is: OH .MY .GAWD!! Uh-huh, it's Janice.]
Phoebe: Uh-huh. (They go and sit down.)
Monica: (not buying it) Uh-huh.
Chandler: Uh-huh.
Chandler: Uh-huh.
Rachel: Uh-huh.
Interviewer: Uh-huh. Is it dirty?
Chandler: Uh-huh!
Joey: Uh-huh. This and a bunch of bubble wrap. And, some of it is not even popped!
Phoebe: Uh-huh, yeah thats right.
Monica: Uh-huh, yeah.
Joey: Uh-huh!
Rachel: Uh-huh, go on.
Rachel: Uh-huh.
Gary: (disappointed more) Uh-huh.
Phoebe: Uh-huh.
Phoebe: Uh-huh.
Ben: Uh-huh!
Rachel: Uh-huh.
Tag: Uh-huh! Let me ask you something?
Rachel: Uh-huh.
Rachel: Uh-huh.
Phoebe: Ohh, uh-huh so much!
Mona: Uh-huh.
Phoebe: Uh-huh.
Phoebe: Uh-huh.
Ross: Uh-huh. Yeah I-I have a knack for impressions.
Ross: Uh-huh.
Rachel: Uh-huh.
Little Girl: Uh-huh.
Ross: Uh-huh. What happened?
Phoebe: Uh-huh.
Phoebe: Uh-huh, Im with Ben.
Chandler: Uh-huh.
Joey: Uh-huh, long time.
Phoebe: Uh-huh.
Rachel: Uh-huh.
Phoebe: Uh-huh!
Ross: (not amused) Huh uh-huh.
Ross: (looking then moving away quickly) Uh-huh! Uh-huh! And-and-and Ill always remember that summer because thats when I realized that we are related.
MIKE: (nods) uh-huh.
Phoebe: Uh-huh, yeah.
Rachel: Uh-huh.
Ross: Uh-huh.
Woman: OH .MY .GAWD!!! (Uh-huh, its Janice.)
Phoebe: (smiling) Uh-huh.
Joey: Uh-huh.
Joey: Uh-huh.
Rachel: uh-huh
Phoebe: Uh-huh, and a little seed money for the party. (Holds up $40.)
Phoebe: Uh-huh! (and now Mike kneels properly)
Phoebe: Uh-huh.
Monica: Hello? (Listens) Uh-huh. (Listens) Uh-huh. (Listens) Okay. (Hangs up.) I guess we can bet one more time.
Rachel: Uh-huh, I get it, smoke, chimney, chimney sweep, very funny, ha-ha.
Joey: Uh-huh look, the only reason I can over here was to settle things between us! Okay? Youve done a lot for me and my career, I wanted to pay you back so I took you to the premiere but you missed it! Okay, so how much do I owe you?
Phoebe: Uh-huh. Uh-huh. Umm, could-could I get a copy of that? Cause Carol threw it out, she lost ours. Shes such a scatterbrain, but man what a hot piece of ass.
Phoebe: Uh-huh!
Rachel: Uh-huh, yeah I did, because I wore out my first copy when I was with you. (Exits.)
Ross: Uh-huh. (Steps to a random kid nearby and hands him his money.) Hey, here you go buddy. Sorry, no porn for you. (To Rachel) Okay, lets go see Monica!
Phoebe: Uh-huh. (To the embryos) Good luck.
Phoebe: Uh-huh. (They go over and talk.)
Phoebe: Uh-huh, (To Chandler) and you?
Phoebe: Umm, yeah, uh-huh, theyre implanted.
Joey: Uh-huh, not as high as (picks a card) It worked! King!
Joey: (not buying it) Uh-huh. Uh-huh. Or, or Im the one who dates her.
Phoebe: Uh-huh, well! But umm, still Im-Im mad at you.
Phoebe Sr: Uh-huh. Wow! Well, look! Theres Frank. (points to the picture.)
Joey: Uh-huh! I know. Im coming soon to a theater near you! Im in THX! Im unsuitable for children!