words in movies
Mr. Tribbiani: Of course, course one of 'em's Ma. What's the matter with you.
Joey: What's the matter with Rog?
Joey: (Runs out in a towel) What's the matter with you?!
Phoebe: So what's going on?
Roger: What's wrong, sweetie?
Roger: Aaaah, what's wrong, c'mon. (Pats his leg. She lies down and rests her head in his lap)
Phoebe: Hey, Joey. What's going on?
JOEY: (entering) Man, I got this close to him (holds up his fingers) and Monica kneed me in the back. What's going on?
Wendy: Oh. - What's *that* like?
Phoebe: You know what? Maybe once they start dating, and they see what's out there, they'll realise how good they are for each other.
Gavin: Huh. What's Tag's last name?
Rachel: What? What's the matter?
VAN DAMME: Can't you see what's going on here, this man is dying.
Rachel: Why? What's the big deal?
Rachel: Really? What's that like?
Ross: What's - what's going on?
Ross: Hey, what's wrong?
CHANDLER: No-no, I mean what, what's this about your new place?
Phoebe: Hey Mike, what's the capital of Peru?
Ross: Oh, sure. Whoa-whoa, what's this? The delivery charge is almost as much as the couch!
Rachel: (looking out the window) What's with the rain, Geller? I mean, when I signed up for Dino Week, nobody said anything about it being monsoon season.
Phoebe: Oh, What's the matter?
Monica: Hey, what's this?
Monica: So, what's your name?
Monica: What's the big deal with her? Maybe she's attractive in an obvious kind of way.
Ross: (entering) What's going on?
CHAN: Ok, let's do Julie. What's wrong with her?
Chandler: You know what's not funny? Male Pattern Baldness (Monica stretches her neck to look behind Zack's head and then gives Chandler an "ok" sign)
Rachel: Hey! Hey what's going on?
Chandler: Yeah, so, what's that supposed to mean?!
VAN DAMME: Can't you see what's going on here, this man is dying.
Rachel: No, it's just that uhm... it feels so good... Ikea... (pause) Yeah, say hey, you'll know this, what's the capital of Sweden?
Ross: What's wrong? Are you okay?
Monica: What's up?
Phoebe: Hey, what's all this stuff?
Joey: What's happenin'?
Joey: What's wrong?
Joey's voice/Ross: What's wrong?
Monica: Phoebe, what's the matter?
Monica: (turns his back to the stairs) Oh, it's a great party! Great food. Y'know, most parties it's all chips and salsa, chips and salsa. (As she's saying this Rachel tries to head downstairs but is blocked by people coming upstairs. She quickly retreats back up the stairs.) (Sees that she has to keep him distracted longer.) So umm, what's this? (Points to his plate.)
Rachel: No, what's he like?
Joey: What's up?
Rachel: Then what's that big lump under your covers?
Manny: What's with the kissing?
Ross: Pheebs, what's wrong?
Joey: What's going on?
Mark: Sure, sure. (To Ross) What's with the chair. (Rachel signals him not to mention she's been fired)
Ross: (picking up the slip of paper) Hello! What's this? Oh right its that girl's phone number. (Rachel ignores him) Yeah-yeah, there it is, just a phone number a really hot girl gave me. (He holds it so that Rachel can see it, she continues to ignore him) It's no big deal, I mean it is her home phone number, but...(Rachel still ignores him) Whoa! (Throws it in her lap) Whoa-whoops, I almost lost this baby! Yeah, the lovely Amanda gives me her number and I-I go and drop it. (He waves it in front of Rachel's face. Then suddenly Phoebe has to sneeze and Rachel quickly grabs the slip of paper and gives it to Phoebe for her to sneeze into.)
Rachel: (to Joanne) So what's going on with you?
Rachel: All right. What's your news, Amy?
Ross: Yeah, yeah, what's with the trophy!
RACHEL: What, so you go over there, you tell him you think he's cute, what's the worst that could happen?
Joey: What's going on?
Laura: What's going on?
Phoebe: What's Emma doing today?
Chandler: What's going on?
Phoebe: What's up?
Sarah: But you just said "What's mine is yours"?
Joey: (who wasn't paying attention)What's that now?
Ross: What's going on?
Ross: Seriously you guys, what's going on? What are these for?
Casting assistant: I'm sorry, what's going on?
MIKE: huh.� (pause)� What's the difference between beer and lager?
Phoebe: Oh, why? What's up?
Phoebe: Oh my God, what's it doing here?
PHOEBE: Ooh, look at you fancy lads. What's the occasion?
Joey: So what's it gonna be? (Monica whispers in Joey's ear. Ross gets up and waves arms frantically in protest)
Mike: So, what's new?
Phoebe: Ooh, what's going on?
Phoebe: We're so stupid! Do you know what's going on in there? They're trying to take Joey!
Phoebe: What's that?
Passenger #3: What's going on?
Chandler: What's the matter?
Joey: Well, I know what's the matter with me.
Passenger #2: What's wrong with the plane?
PHOEBE: I know.� (sighs)�� So, what's going on with you and Ross?
Ross: (entering from the bedroom) Hey, what's goin' on? (Pats Chandler on the shoulder which causes him to jump.)
Mike: Hey, what's going on?
CHANDLER: That's what's weird? Joey, the man's been captain of a cereal for the last 40 years.
Precious: Oh, why would he do this? I mean, what's wrong with me?
Joey: I can do that! (in a deeper voice) "Hello, I'm your professor. When I'm not busy thinking of important things or... professing. I like to use..." Oh, what's the product?
Monica: Hi! I'm Monica and I'm gonna be singing "Delta Dawn""Delta Dawn, what's that flower you have on? Could it be a faded rose from days gone by? ..."
Phoebe: (coming back from the bathroom) What's up? (she sees the gift certificate in Rachel's hands) Hey, Rachel!!
MR. GELLER: Ahh, what's a little mid-life crisis between friends?
Ross: Weird? What? What's weird? The only thing weird would be if someone didn't like Mexican food, because I'm making fajitas!! (Storms off.)
Phoebe: What's the matter with me? How do I keep ruining this? I'm sorry, I'm sorry!
Monica: (trying desperately to change the subject) So, Ross, what's going on with you? Any stories? (Digs her elbow into his hand.) No news, no little anecdotes to share with the folks?
Monica: What's the matter, officer? Has someone been bad? (looks over to Phoebe and she opens the door, and to their dismay, the stripper is an old, short, fat guy who looks exhausted)
Mike: Phoebe (comes in smiling then sees Phoebe crying) what's wrong?
Ross: What's with her?
RACH: Ok, he's goin' to get my coat. He's goin' to get my coat. Oh my god, you guys. I can't believe this. This is unbelievable. [notices Chandler's computer screen] What's that?
PHOEBE: What, what's about to happen? [starts watching] I've never seen this part before. Hey, Travis, watcha doin' with that gun? Oh no, no no Travis, put down the gun. No no no no, he he's your buddy, he's your Yeller, no, no no, the end, THE END. [hear the gunshot from the TV] [Scene:Monica and Rachel's apartment. Richard is on the balcony smoking and Monica is on the phone.]
Mrs. Geller: Oh, Martha Ludwin's daughter is gonna call you. (Tastes a snack) Mmm! What's that curry taste?
Phoebe: Then what's wrong with them? Would they not go with your tiny portions of pretentious food?
(Joey leaves. Rachel gulps down what's left of her drink and grimaces.)
Ross: What's going on?! (throws the love bug at him) That's what's going on!!
Joey: Oo...what's in the bag?
Sandy/Grumpus: And what's the one kind of boat that can never, ever sink?
Joey: Yeah, what's up with that Serpico?
Joey: You don't own a TV? What's all your furniture pointed at??
Rachel: What's the big deal? Why don't you wanna see Janice?
JOEY: Right, they uh, they choppered me in. What's up?
Ross: Ah, well, in here, anyone who... stands erect... So what's new? Still, uh...
Mike: what's up is Phoebe ok?
Joey: Yeeeeaaaahhh! What's messing you up? The wine? The candles? The moonlight? You've just got to go up to her and say, 'Rachel, I think that...' (Rachel comes into the room behind them)
Ross: ...a what? A what? What's the end of that sentence?
Ross: (answering the phone.) Hello. (Listens) Hi sweetie. (Listens.) Good. Look umm, yes I've been thinking about that thing that you wanted me to do and, I can do it. (Rachel gives him a thumbs up.) So will you come to New York? (Rachel wants to know what she said, and he gives her a thumbs up and she goes over and hugs him. All the time not knowing what's going on.)