words in movies
Chandler: It's so good I don't know what I've done to deserve it!
Chandler: I'm telling you, she gives the worst massages ever!! Okay, it was like she was torturing me for information. And I wanted to give it up I justI didn't know what it was!
Rachel: What?
Phoebe: It's okay. Actually y'know what, it's kinda cool. 'Cause it's like y'know, one life ends and another begins.
Monica: (to the guys) Not the way they're doing it. What, what happened? How did she die?
Phoebe: It was really sweet. The last thing she said to me was; "Okay dear, you go get the eggs and I'm gonna get the yogurt and we'll meet at the checkout counter." And y'know what? We will meet at the checkout counter.
Joey: See look, women, carrying the bag. (He puts it on his shoulder and looks at himself in the mirror and likes what he sees.) But it is odd how a women's purse looks good on me, a man.
Joey: What? Are you referring to my man's bag? At first, I thought it just looked good, but it's practical too. Check it out! It's got compartments for all your stuff! Your wallet! Your keys! Your address book!
Rachel: (entering) Joey, what are you doing with the bag? You're audition is not until tomorrow.
Phoebe: (notices his bag.) Hey, y'know what? My Grandma had the exact same bag!
Frank Sr.: (Seeing the look on her face) Y'know what? Strike that. My name uh, actually is-is Joe. Uh, Joe umm, Hill.
Frank Sr.: Y'know what, I gotta go. And thank you so much for coming. (Hands back his glasses and hurries out.)
Monica: What?! What honey?
Ross: What happened?
Phoebe: Come on, you saw the way he ran out of here! What do you think? He's gonna stick around and talk to the daughter he abandoned!
Joey: What did you say to him?
Joey: Y'know what? Make fun all you want. This is a great bag! Okay? And it's as handy as it is becoming. Now, just because you don't understand something, doesn't make it wrong. All right? So from now on you guys are gonna have to get used to the fact that Joey, (pats the bag) comes with a bag! (Exits.)
Rachel: Ooh, Pheebs, what are you gonna say? Are you gonna tell him who you are?
Monica: What are you talking about?
Monica: What?!
Monica: But the minute we start to lie to each other (Pauses after she realizes what she's saying.) And by 'we' I mean society.
The Casting Director: Sure. What?
Chandler: What?
Frank Sr.: So, what did Francis leave me?
Phoebe: What?!
Frank Sr.: She what?!
Frank Sr.: Oh! What about, what about the girls?
Frank Sr.: Phoebe, I-I-I-umm, (Sits down next to her and brushes against her leg.) Oops. (He backs up.) I just, I-I-I-I dont, I dont know what to say. I just can't believe that you're my daughter, you're so pretty.
Phoebe: Y'know what, it doesnt matter what you say it's not gonna make a difference anyway, so you can just go.
Rachel: What?! Why? Joey you were so ready for it!
Ross: What kind of problem?
Joey: Y'know what? It was a stupid play anyway!
Joey: I'm always on the swings! What am I doing wrong?!
RACH: What happened?
Mr. and Mrs. Geller: What?!
(She opens a door and they both scream at horror at whats inside of it.)
Joey: Oh, yknow what? Maybe uh, you you should come to me. Im a not, Im not wearing any bottoms.
Monica: That's what it sounded like.
Joey: She made me switch to light Mayo. Thats it! Thats all I got! And, you know what? It tastes the same and my pants fit better!
Joey: What's a matter Ross? What you're nervous about your speech?
Elizabeth: Yknow what daddy? If you dont like Ross, thats fine. It doesnt matter to me, Im gonna go out with him anyway.
Ross: What are you guys doing later?
Chandler: What, what are you laughing at?
Chandler: Jeez, what a baby.
Waiter #2: What are you doing? Are you trying to get him to stay? Because you can't do that.
Monica: What?!
Chandler: What?
Phoebe: (To Joey) What?!
Joey: What do you mean?
Monica: What?
RACHEL: Wow.� So, what did you guys do?
Phoebe: Yeah, because you know what, it's... it's all about the children.
Monica: That's right baby! Okay, what do I want now?
Phoebe: What?
Chandler: What?
Chandler: Thats what you got me?
Monica: What?! I just touched him and he went over.
Monica: What? We could do it!
Chandler: Is that what this is about? You like Caitlin?
Monica: Oh, youre totally welcome! Whatd she say?
Joey: What the heck is that?
Joey: What?
Phoebe: Me too. Although this city is my home, so. So thats dumb what I said, dont tell him I said that. Umm, you make something up. (Mischa does so and Sergei kisses her hand.) Nice, (to Mischa) thank you. This is me. Here.
Ross: No... No... No. I think I should stay, I think we should both know whats going on.
Monica: (loudly) What?!! (Quietly) What?
Phoebe: What?!
Rachel: Yeah uh, y'know what uh, let's skip it.
Ross: Thats correct! This is an audio question, what do you do when the baby makes this sound? (Makes a sound like someone is choking a cat.)
Ross: What? (to Sophie) Sophie, does she have ten minutes?
Joey: All right, let's do it! 5 hour flight with Charlie, have a couple of drinks, get under that blanket and do what comes naturally.
Joey: Hey Pheebs, you know what? I was thinking... since you wrote a song, maybe I could do something for Emma using my talents! Phoebe: So you’re gonna... hit on her?
Joey: Are you kidding me? Im great! Yeah, Im uh; Im better than great. I am good. And now that shes gone, I can uh, I can do all this stuff around here that I couldnt do before. Yknow? Like umm, I can walk around naked again. Yknow? I can uh, I can watch porn in the living room. Right? This is uh, this is good for me. Yknow? I like being on my own, Im uh, better off this way. Im uh, a lone wolf. Yknow? A loner. Alone. All alone. Forever. Whats a wolf got to do to get a huh around here?! (Chandler rushes over and hugs him.)
Joey: Ross, let me ask you a question. She got the furniture, the stereo, the good TV- what did you get?
Monica: I know what you mean. You're like a sister to me too.
Joey: What are you ah, what are you gonna do?
Joey: What?
Ross: What?
Ross: What?
Chandler: Hey, you know what, here's a thought. Why don't you stay home from work today and just hang out with me.
David: Kinda stepped on the toes of what I was going to say.
Joey: What?! Oh my-oh my God!
Ross: Take thee, Rachel...(All his friends have looks of shock on their faces. He realizes what he said. Quickly he says.) Emily. (A slight chuckle.) Emily.
Monica: What?!
Phoebe: (entering) Hey! Whats up? (Sees the TV) Oh my God! What am I doing?!!
Joey: What?!
Monica: Do you know whats a bad idea?
Phoebe: What are you saying I should do?
Rachel: Monica, what are you doing?
Chandler: Hey, yknow what we can do? Yknow, now that we are up? We can just like talk to each other all night long, yknow like we did when we were first going out. Itd be fun!
Emily: So what did he decide? Does your Uncle Nathan get an invite or not?
Monica: Joey, what are you doing?
Jill: Me go out with Ross?! No! God no! What would make you think that?
The Saleslady: Yes, whats the name, please?
Phoebe: What are you talking about?!
Monica: Y'know what? Ill think youll play.
Ross: Dude, what am I gonna
Rachel: (laughing) What was that?
Phoebe: Oh! What is that? What is that?
Rachel: What?
Ross: No, youve heard my practice. Okay? Just-just give me a chance to perform for you and then decide whatever you want. And Im not going to tell you what song Im gonna play either. But uh, lets just say when its over Ill bet there will be a we bit o celebration.
Rachel: And-and what else?
Chandler: Hey, what are you doing here? Shouldnt you be at work?
Monica: Oh God, stop with the plan! So what, so what you saw him with a girl? Who cares?! That doesn't mean anything! Now look, you're going to go out on a date with Danny and you're going to be so charming he's gonna forget all about that stupid subway girl.
Ross: Oh. Whats wrong with Ross?
Ross: Rachel! What are you doing here?
Joey: What?!
Ross: Uh-ha, what about someone who looks like Rachel? (Russell glares at him.) I will think about the therapy.
ROSS: I don't believe this. I miss, I miss the first time of everything. I missed, what, the first time he rolled over, the first time he crawled. What else did I miss? Has he spoken yet, is he driving, does he have a favorite liquour?
Pete: Oh no, not the thing. I hate the thing. Whats the thing?
Rachel: Whatd you get?
Rachel: Except it didn't. It happened to me. Oh, god, I'm gonna look like a big marshmallow peep. What am I doing? What am I doing? My father's right. I can't live on my own! I can't even do laundry!
Chandler: All of a sudden, the phone starts to ring. Now I don't know what to do, everybody starts looking at me.
Rachel: Whats up?!
Rachel: What?!
RADIO: Uh, we've just gotten a call from Rachel, and she told us what Ross did. It's pretty appalling, and Ross, if you're listening, I don't wanna play your song anymore. Why don't we devote our time to a couple that stands a chance? Avery, Michelle's sorry she hit you with her car and she hopes you two will work it out.
Rachel: Okay Monica, what are you doing? You're gonna lose your job! This is not you!
Rachel: What line?
Ross: So uh, wha-uh, what do you do?
Rachel: What if she jumped out the bassinet?
Jill: What?
Monica: What do you want me to do? Just sit here silently while you three have a conversation?
Mike: Phoebe writes lots of great songs. Wha... What was that one you sang the other night that everybody just loved?
Rachel: All right, yknow what? I-Im sorry. I will try to tone it down and uh stop yelling.
Ross: Noo, nnnnn. What does this mean? What do you, I mean do you wanna, get back together?
Dr. Rosen: So, Monica, what do you do?
Ross: Y'know what, 100 million people went to see a movie about what I do, I wonder how many people would go see a movie called, Jurassic Parka.
Monica: What?! You cant shed a tear for your dead wife!! Now, I left you a note from the beyond!
Monica: (Gasps) What?!! You cannot tell him that!!
Rachel: Well, what are you guys doing tomorrow night?
Monica: What? We took a walk, nothing happened. I can back with nothing all over me.
Chandler: Not to shabby, I got this all off myself using my wifes tools. (He takes the door off the frame and we finally get to see whats behind the green door! It is stacked, floor to ceiling, with junk.) Oh my God!
Jill: Hey! You have no right to tell me what to do.