words in movies
Monica: (opens the door wearing a robe, but leaves the chain on) Hey, whats up?
Monica: What?!
Chandler: Hey Pheebs, whats up?
Chandler: Well, Phoebe I thought Id(Off Phoebes look)Yeah, what the hell. (Exits with Phoebe.)
Joey: What? Whats going on?
Joey: Oh, yknow what? Maybe uh, you you should come to me. Im a not, Im not wearing any bottoms.
Chandler: Oh yknow, Ive been living here a while and Ive never seen whats inside that closet. What is, what is in there?
Ross: What?! It is?! (He tries to quickly remove his gloves, but runs into trouble and finally throws them off of his hands like a hockey player in a fight and grabs Rachels belly.)
Ross: Hey, when-when was it kicking? What happened?
Joey: Whoa, Monica runs a pretty tight ship over here. What are you doing?
Chandler: Monica has a secret closet and she wont let me see whats in it.
Chandler: I dont know! What could she possibly be hiding in here that I cant see?!
Joey: I saw this movie once where there was a door and no one knew what was behind it, and when they finally got it open millions and millions and millions of bugs came pouring out and they feasted on human flesh. Yknow it wouldnt kill ya to respect your wifes privacy! (He walks away and into his apartment and looks the door.) Stupid closet full of bugs!
Dr. Long: No-no. Contractions can be unnerving if you dont know what they are, but shes fine.
Joey: Well what do I know?! Im not a doctor!
Rachel: Yes! Yes! I got half a mind to contract that doctors uterus though. Mild discomfort, whats he talking about?
Ross: Your page said come to the hospital, what? What was it? What happened?
Joey: Hey uh, whats with the candy?
Ross: What? Why? Whats wrong?
Ross: No really, you tell me whats up.
Joey: Uh, really good. Really good. Yeah, I should be ready to kill myself any day now. (Chandler returns with a bobby pin and hands it to Joey.) Wow, you sure found that quick. (He tries the pin in the lock.) I justI wish I didnt feel this way about Rachel anymore, yknow? I wish things could go back to normal. I mean, I love living with her and God, helping out with the baby is just amazing, but now I think I think Ross feels left out. Yknow? When I had to take Rachel to the hospital, the doctor thought I was the father. God You shouldve seen the look on Rosss face. (Pause) By the way, I have no idea what Im doing here. For all I know Im just locking it more. Oh hey, did you try opening it with a credit card?
Chandler: Well, its not your fault. What are you gonna do? Not take her to the hospital? Yknow? Youre doing nothing wrong. (Pause) Except for harboring an all consuming love for the woman whose carrying his baby. (He loses his card behind the door.) Richard? If-if youre in there, could you pass me my credit card?
Monica: So umm, what do you say we make it a weekly appointment?
Monica: What?
Monica: Whats going on?
Monica: What? (Laughs.)
Monica: What?! Youre crazy! Theres nothing sexual about the noises I make!
Phoebe: Really? Theres nothing sexual about this? (Sexily) Oooh. Oo God! Ohh. Ohhhh. Ohh. (Some cute guy is watching closely.) (To him) What are you looking at?! (Pause) I mean hi.
Ross: What?! What?! Rach what?!
Joey: Whats going on?
Rachel: Whats up?
Ross: So? Sure! But it-it wouldnt be anything romantic. And Im-Im dating MonaDamnit Mona! I was supposed to meet her like an hour ago! What is wrong with me?!
Joey: All right now, so? What do you think?
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!
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.)
Phoebe: Yeah, say my name. Say it! (She stops when she realizes what shes doing.) And now Im going to cover you back up, and umm were never doing this again.
[Scene: Monica and Chandler's, Mrs. Green is telling Ross what needs to be done to baby proof his apartment.]
Rachel: Of course I packed! Monica relax! I just wanted to ask Phoebe her opinion on what I should wear tonight.
Ross: What the hell are you doing? You scared the crap outta me.
Phoebe: I wouldn't say never, you know there's that guy (pause) well what about (pause) ok well there's gotta be someone.
Ross: Oh, I know. Yknow what, I never wouldve gotten this if it werent for you. No really, when Im with you Im-Im like this whole other guy, I love that guy! I mean, I love you too, a lot, but that guy! I-I love that guy!
Rachel: (entering from her room) Whoa what?
JOEY: Oh no, what happened?
Ross: Alright, you know what? You're right. I should at least tell her how I feel.
Chandler: Y'know what, I think we can go out there. I mean they have more important things to worry about.
ROSS: Wow, well uh, uh, actually, Julie's downstairs getting a cab, I just need the cat toy, did Monica say. . . What? Why, why are you looking at me like that? RACH: I don't know, I, I feel like I had a dream about you last night but I, I don't remember. ROSS: OK. Oh, oh, oh. [runs over and picks up the cat toy] RACH: Did we speak on the phone last night? Did you call me? ROSS: No, I stayed at Julie's last night. RACH: Huh. ROSS: Oh, actually I haven't even been home yet. Do you mind if I check my messages? RACH: Oh yeah, go ahead. [Rachel walks in her room. Ross picks up the phone and dials his machine to check his messages.] ROSS: Rach, I got a message from you. [pauses] Who's Michael? [Rachel comes out of her room, suddenly she remembers leaving the message.]
Ross: Of course he is! What, do you think Id just use my son as-as an excuse? What kind of father do you think I am?
Rachel: No, you know what, I think you should go.
Phoebe: What make you think I can?! (Shields her eyes from it.)
Ross: ...nauseous, I'm physically nauseous. What am I supposed to do, huh? Call immigration? (pauses, looks suddenly inspired) I could call immigration!
Phoebe: (laughing and banging her spoon on the table) Knock, knock, knock, knock, hi. Um, could you please tell Sergei that um, I was fascinated by what Boutros Boutros Gali said in the New York Times.
Ross: I don't know, but I.. Look, even if she shoots me down, at least I won't spend the rest of my life wondering what would have happened. Where - where is my coat?!
Ross: Really?! So what would you say Pheebs? Stuff like uh, "Keep your mitts off my grub?"
Joey: Ha-ha, very funny. I dont know what to do! Yknow? Holy crud!
Chandler: Well, what? What? What is it? That she left you? That she likes women? That she left you for another woman that likes women?
Friend No. 1: My God, what were you thinking about?
PHOEBE: What?
Phoebe: Okay, what did we say was your one gift to us?
Rachel: Uh, no. Wait, you know what, this is the outfit that makes my calves look fat. Nevermind.
Ross: I didnt know what I was taking full responsibility for! Okay?! I didnt finish the whole letter!
Rachel: Well, what are you going to wear?
Ross: What are you reading? The Kidnappers Guide to Manhattan Private Schools?
Rachel: Oh, see now I feel bad for the kid! I had a crush on a teacher once and it was so hard! Yknow youI couldnt concentrate and I blushed every time he looked at me. I mean come on, you remember whats its like to be 19 and in love.
Chandler: What does yours say Pheebs?
Mike: Oh, sorry. (He digs in again and finally finds what he's been looking for. A key.)
Rachel: Pheebs, I dont know what to say. I guess the flea market was just better last time.
MONICA: Yeah, thanks. You know what?
Joey (to Chandler): Look, c'mon, please? It's not like I'm asking for some crazy favour. This is what I do for a living. I am a professional actor! (he glances at his watch and sees the time) Oh, man, I'm two hours late for work! (he stands, ready to go). Look, here's a copy of my reels. It's got all the commercials that I've been in.
Joey: But what about back home, anything going on there? Anybody you like?
CHANDLER: Alright I'll tell you what, I'll play you for it.
Ross: ALL RIGHT!! Phoebe now come on! Will you please tell me what it is I did that mad you so mad at me!
Rachel: (To Phoebe) Ooh! Yknow what? If we made reservations, we could have unagi in about a half-hour.
ROSS: Wha, uhh, what?
Joey: Well, we can talk about something else. What do you want to talk about? Vivisection? The Vasdeferens? The Vietnam War?
RACHEL: What?!
Chandler: (sticking his head back in) What?
CHANDLER: What?
ALL: What?!
Ross: What? Come on Rach, tell me what youre thinking?
RACHEL: What.
Mrs. Geller: I'm not sure I know what you're getting at.
Ross: (to Joey) So? What do you think? (Shows himself - Joey observes him with a strange look on his face.)
Rachel: Monica, yknow what? The only reason I did that was because your party was so boring!
MONICA: You'll do what?
Chandler: Okay, so what name am I cool enough to pull off?
Monica: Didnt it drive you crazy to have a switch and not know what it did?
Mrs. Bing: I am famished. What do I want... (Looks at Chandler's menu)
Rachel: What?!
Monica: What is it? Is there something fundamentally unmarriable about me?
Monica: What are you the memory woman?
Ross: What?
Rachel: Ross, you know what...
Ross: What?
Rachel: Well honey, what about you?
Ross: Guess what?
Rachel: What?
PHOEBE: Not especially. But you know what, I think they had pot in them.
ROSS: All righty roo. [closes the door] What a great moment to say that for the first time. [goes to get the cigarettes and glasses]
Monica: Yeah? What does she think of your little science project?
Rachel: Chandler, aren't you worried about what to get Monica for Christmas?
Rachel: Yknow what Tag, if we went down to the office you would see those contracts sitting on your desk.
Ross: No, hey, I get that, okay, I get that big time. And Im happy for ya, but Im tired of having a relationship with your answering machine! Okay, I dont know what to do anymore.
Monica: Hi, Dad, what are you doing here?
Monica: Whats the matter?
Angela: You know what else? He's unbelievable in bed.
Phoebe: I really don't want to mess up what we have. I'm justI'm worried it's gonna be a big mistake.
Joey: What?
Monica: What if they dont?
Chandler: What?
Ross: What can I do? One person wants to break-up, you break-up.
Joey: Let's see what else he'll do!
Rachel: Well then I can't tell you what I know.
Rachel: OH MY GOD!!! (She holds her hands up in triumph and the gang all look at her.) Sorry, I was just imagining what itd be like to catch the money bouquet.
Monica: (to the guys) Not the way they're doing it. What, what happened? How did she die?
Ross: Yeah, I really do. Yeah, but what am I gonna do, I mean we-we both agreed that it was gonna be a two-week thing, yknow no commitment.
Chandler: What are you doing?
Ross: What?
Phoebe: Well, what I really want is for my mom to be alive and enjoy it with me.
MONICA: I meant, why don't you take Richard to the game? What?
Rachel: What are you shushing?
The Fan: I have no idea what youre talking about. But I, but I just got Phoebe Buffays autograph!
Joey: Oh my God I have to tell her! I havent even thought about what I will say. What should I say?
Paul: So Ross, what your problem?
Rachel: What song was that, Pheebs?
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.
ROSS: Yeah, yeah, just a tough day at work. A stegosaurus fell over and trapped a kid. Whoa, whoa, I know this jacket, this is, th--Fun Bobby's jacket! Where is he, what. He, he's here, isn't he?
Ross: What?
Ross: What?
MONICA: Hey, I made $17 before breakfast, what have you done?
Phoebe: What?
Monica: Wait! What about Joey?
Rachel: What?
Rachel: What, what, what?
Ross: Yknow what? The doctor will be in soon, why dont we not speak until then.
Joey: What do you mean? Rach, don't I seem like a professor you'd buy some kind of e-crap from?
Ross: What?