words in movies
Phoebe: Hey! Umm, well, only okay because I just got back from, from the hospital.
Rachel: Well maybe, maybe she's with us right now?
Phoebe: Well umm, okay we were in the market and she bent down to get some yogurt and she just never came back up again.
Joey: Well, I ain't gonna say no to that.
Phoebe: Umm, well I sorta have some bad news, can I come in?
Phoebe: Umm, well, umm Grandma died.
Ursula: Well, then who's been dead for five years?
Phoebe: Well, lots of people! Look, are you coming to memorial service or not?
Phoebe: Well hello, Mrs. Penella! Thank you so much for coming! Well, okay look, here's your umm, 3-D glasses and Reverend Pong will tell you when to put them on.
Man: Well I actually, I-I really, I haven't seen her for years. But umm, well I-I was pretty tight with-with her and her daughter.
Phoebe: He said, "Nice to meet you Glenda." (They stare at her, dumbfounded) Well, obviously I couldn't give him my real name?
Phoebe: Well, I said, I told him y'know, that I was the executor person of Francis' will and that I needed to talk to him so I'm gonna meet him at the coffee house later.
Phoebe: All right, well, I just can't think about that right now. I just wanna say good-bye to my Grandma.
Ross: Well, but aren't you pissed at him?! I mean this guy abandoned you! I gotta tell you if this were me, this guy would be in some serious physical danger! (Getting worked up) I mean I-I-I'd walk in there and I'd be like, "Yo, dad! You and me outside right now!" (Calming down.) I kinda scared myself.
Monica: Well, at least you scared someone.
Ross: Well, maybe he just didn't want to hurt your feelings.
Joey: (reading from the script) Well, you must be new here. Why don't we get a table and I'll buy you a drink.
Joey: Yeah, sure. (He takes it off and starts reading.) Well, you must be new here. Maybe we shouldI'm sorry, can I ask you something? (He stops and asks a question.)
Joey: Well, first it's not a purse.
Monica: Huh. So you're saying like umm, if there was an award for the best bad massage, well who would get that?
Frank Sr.: Well, that's why you wanted me to come, right?
Frank Sr.: Oh. Huh. It's huh, well it's (opens it) oh it'sew used. Umm, cool.
Frank Sr.: Well then I guess then I-I would I would have to say C.
Frank Sr.: Well Lilly, when you see Lilly would you give her that, that note? Because I wanted to talk to her at the memorial but, well I pictured her getting mad at me the way you got mad at me and I well, I chickened out. So, uh, I wrote her that note, would you give it to her please?
Phoebe: Well, if she isn't then cremating her was a big mistake.
Phoebe: Well, Ursula is a waitress and-and she lives in Soho. And Phoebe, (pause) is on this couch.
Phoebe: Yes. Well, that's neither here nor there.
Frank Sr.: All right. Well, y'know in my defense I was a lousy father.
Frank Sr.: Well no, just-just that one. But, it was stupid. Let's see, how did it, how did it go. Umm. (Singing.)
Phoebe: Well, I am. (Moves over and takes his hand.)
Joey: Well to tell you the truth, they uh, (Pause) they had a problem with the bag!
Chandler: Oh, hey! (Ross nods in agreement as well.)
[Scene: Ross's Apartment, Ross is opening the door to Mona. Rachel is there as well.]
Ross: (just trying to get out of the conversation) Ah well, cant blame a guy for trying!
Chandler: Well, is there any chance you were looking into a bright, shiny thing called a mirror?
RACH: Oh well, too late, sorry, you already had some.
Phoebe: oh, well, Ross probably has it, you can get it from him later.
Rachel: (to Chandler) Well, there's a kiss that he won't forget for a couple of hours, y'know.
Joey: Oh well then, good night!
Joey: Well, this guy came by to look at the unit and-and he said he didnt think big enough to fit a grown man!
Phoebe: Well at least I got these sheets for Ross.
Rachel: Well and clearly not a minute sooner.
Joey: Ah well, the ah, Pennsylvania Dutch, come from Pennsylvania.
Roger: Well, I'm not I'm not at all surprised they feel that way.
Phoebe: Um, well, get over it. So, I mean you, you just seem to be a really nice guy, you know. Don't be so hard on yourself okay.
PHOEBE: Well you know, you juist, you eat them and you can tell.
Ross: I uhm... Well, I sang... (Rachel gasps) well actually I rapped... Baby Got Back... (Rachel's face changes from excited to angry)
Ross: Okay. (to Rachel) Wow! This is going so well. Did you see us? Did you see?
RACHEL: Hi. Well hey, you don't - you don't think they're kind of cool?
Chandler: Well, I thought if I littered, that crying Indian might come by and save us.
RACHEL: Well, um . . . I don't know.� I mean, for a long time nothing.� But you know, actually right before you picked me up, Ross and I had a . . . ah . . . little thing.
Monica: Well its I mean Id justId be self-conscious. Youre my friend; Id be naked.
Rachel: Well, we have gotta find out if hes alive.
Rachel: No-n-n-n-no! I am finally thinking clearly. My lucky dress wasnt working out to well for me, but for four years, this baby never missed.
Chandler: Yeah, well, you wouldn't think it was cool if you're eleven years old and all your friends are passing around page 79 of 'Mistress Bitch.'
Ross: Well. Hey
Monica: Oh my God! Well push it in! Push it in!
Monica: Okay, well, why don't we all meet upstairs in an hour?
Joey: Well youre whippin so slow! Cant you do it any faster?
Rachel: Honey, come on, I have to be at work in like ten minutes (Ross starts kissing her neck) Oh, all right, well it's not like I'm employee of the year or anything. (they fall onto the couch)
Rachel: Well yeah
[Scene: Central Perk, Ross is drinking some Alka-Seltzer. The rest of the gang, minus Rachel is there as well.]
Tommy: Ooh, sorry little Mr. Chic-A-Dee, sorry you went doody in my hand! (starts to walk out and stops) (to Rachel) Well, I guess were not going out anymore. Whaa!!!
Rachel: Well, I-I dont like it.
Joey: (offended) Oh well I think I am, yeah and I think I'm definitely gonna get the part.
Paul: Well, ever-ev-... ever since she left me, um, I haven't been able to, uh, perform. (Monica takes a sip of her drink.) ...Sexually.
Rachel: Well umm, maybe we could uhh (Grabs the phone) Ah-ha! Too slow!!
Chandler: Well, stuff like whered we live, yknow? Like a small place outside the city, where our kids could learn to ride their bikes and stuff. Yknow, we could have a cat that had a bell on its collar and we could hear it every time it ran through the little kitty door. Of course, wed have an apartment over the garage where Joey could grow old.
Doug: Oh well, give it time. So the divorce, the marriage, weve got a lot to celebrate. How about we all go out to dinner tomorrow night?
Phoebe: (To Rachel and Ross) Well, do you think I should propose?
Rachel: Well, what are you guys doing tomorrow night?
Rachel: Well when I talk to her I almost feel like she understands what I'm saying.
Monica: Well, she corned me! She asked if the wedding was in town! I mean, what was I supposed to do?!
Joey: Yeah, well, it feels different.
Rachel: They sent me home from work. They were like, "Start your maternity leave now! Just rest, get ready for the baby." Well yknow what? Screw em! If they dont want me there, Ill just hang out with you guys.
Monica: Well, I'm sorry, but Chandler and I could really use a weekend away. You know, to reconnect... emotionally.
Pete: Well don't forget that fiches over there by Rachel.
Ross: Yeah, right! What was last time he met a submission deadline for an abstract (he and Charlie laugh, then Joey starts laughing too without any reason) Well, why are you laughing?
ROSS: Well, I guess we could tape Entertainment Tonight.
Joey: Well Ross was hangin out over at our place, Rachel comes over to borrow some moisturiser from Chandler....
Rachel: (laughs) Well, I mean, are you sure you want to go out with her? I mean that aint a pretty picture in the morning, yknow what I mean. That wig all in disarray, and boobs flung over the night stand, y'know.
Phoebe: Well when can we have this shower?
Monica: Well, what do you think of Mike and Chandler being in a car accident?
Monica: Well, I mean what about friends of your grandmothers? Wouldnt they have the recipe?
Phoebe: Oh, well, it doesnt have a nameoh, okay, Phoebeball! No, it doesnt have a name. Umm, okay, Monica, what is your favourite thing about trees?
Phoebe: Yeah well, that's 'cause Monica put me in charge of cups and ice, and Monica is gonna rue the day that she put me in charge of cups and ice.
Monica: Well, if you really think about it, I mean four days is not that long. I mean, I see you Monday before you go to work, and I see you Thursday when you get back, and I always work late on Tuesdays, so really if you think about it, it's really just one day. And well, if we can't make it one day, we've got real problems my friend.
Monica: Well, youre not.
Monica: Well, no. Youre Chandler. Y'know, Chandler! (hits him on the arm)
Rachel: Well, I have a job interview at Ralph Lauren tomorrow!
Ross: Yeah? Well, I-I think Bens asleep.
Monica: Well, you used to like playing the guitar.
Rachel: Well its hard to tell (Rachel gets up to get a closer look, only shes having some trouble.) Oh God, if she would just stop moving.
(Ross continues to climb down. He puts his other foot further down on Joeys torso, but that doesnt work very well and hes forced to wrap his legs around Joey. Which then forces Joey to get a nice and close view of Rosss crotch.)
Phoebe: Well, look, why dont you just, why dont you do your Phase Two strip club thing with us.
Chandler. Well my boss and I worked out a deal where I only have to be in Tulsa four days a week, so the other three I can be here with you.
Monica: Well, the end table is wrong, The couch looks bizarre and don't even get me started on the refrigerator magnets.
Joey: Well, you lied again! (Rachel comes out of her room and is observing the conversation)
Phoebe: Well, it felt French.
Jack: Well, you were fired.
Ross: Well, I asked him if he wanted to eat, he said, "No." I asked him if he wanted to sleep, he said, "No." I asked him what he wanted to do, he said, "No." So, hes sweeping. (We see Ben playing with a broom and a dustpan.)
Phoebe: Well, hes very charming.
Chandler: Well, I was kinda hoping we could do this without him. (She starts to take off her latex gloves.) Oh no-no-no, leave the gloves on.
Ross: Uh.. uh.. Well, Joey and I had discussed getting in an early morning racquetball game. But, um, apparently, somebody overslept.
Phoebe: Yeah well, once again not knocking pays off. I only wish you hadnt been on the toilet.
Lady: Well, we already have one offer on it, and I think the lady upstairs is goning to make another one.
Judge: And finally that you were unable to consummate the marriage. Well, that makes sense since youre gay and addicted to heroin.
Receptionist: Well, heres a schedule of whats coming up. (Hands it to him.)
Monica: Well, Id like to but, (extremely quietly) Im not sure we have time to go.
Rachel: Well, Ill ask him for you, if you want me too?
Joey: Well, I've been thinking about this whole commercial thing, y'know me going up against Ben, the two of us competing, and that can't lead to anything good. So, I think I'm just gonna step aside. I'm gonna tell them that I won't audition.
Ross: Well with Carol, I promised never to love another woman until the day I die. She made no such promise.
Monica: Well honestly ever since we got engaged I have been waiting for something to, to flip you out.
Phoebe: (to Bonnie) Well I hope you have fun tonight.
Monica: Oh well, its not so bad.
Phoebe: Yeah. (phone rings and Phoebe answers it) Hello. (listens) Oh my God, I totally forgot! (listens) Well cant someone else do it. (listens) But, I have company. (listens) Yeah, no look, thats all right Ill come in. (hangs up phone) Um, Frank, Im really sorry but I have to go to work. Its-its one of my regulars and hes insisting that I do um.
Rachel: Well dont you have that big date tonight?
Phoebe: Okay well, he would turn things to gold.
Rachel: Well, basically, lately, I've uh, I've uh, sort of had feelings for you.
Fireman #2: Well someone does.
Richard: Yeah, well, sure I touch them, but I spent years learning not to squish them. (Monica grabs his hand in the tomatoes.) Thats my hand.
Chandler: Well, I have a call in about that.
Monica: Well, then, Im okay with being high maintenance.
Phoebe: Well, if you think it will help.
Monica: Well what are you gonna do when he finds out he wasnt even asked?!
Rachel: Well, it was a little extravagant, but I a pretty good deal.
Ross: Well thanks!
Monica: Well...Id better get going.
JULIE: Well, that could take a while.
Chandler: Well, I umm, I mean this is just off the top of my head now, umm but I have this friend. This actor friend and he would kill me if he thought I was doing this umm, but umm would it be possible for him to get an audition for your movie say on Thursday?
The Smoking Woman: Yeah I can, it worked real well.
Ross: Oh, sorry. Well, look, maybe I can help you with it.