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Chandler: Yeah, Im not in that.
Phoebe: Yeah thats great! Next to that, Chandler wont look so stupid.
Rachel: Yeah but, my assistant Tag does sit-ups in the office during lunch. Ohh! I could just spread him on a cracker.
Tag: Yeah, I filled them out last night?
Rachel: Oh yeah. All right, back to work.
Rachel: Yeah Melissa, I dont want to be known as the uh, office bitch, but I will call your supervisor.
Monica: Yeah! (They turn to the camera, and Chandler does The Face again.) All right, maybe you dont have to smile. Lets try something else. Lets try umm, try looking sexy.
Rachel: Yeah, sure. Umm here. (Hands him one.)
Rachel: Yeah, I dont think so Joe.
Joey: Yeah, okay.
Rachel: Yeah?
Rachel: Yeah!
Phoebe: Yeah, I Well yknow I-I mean I missed the-the semi-finals, so Id just be lost.
Ross: Yeah?
Phoebe: Yeah, umm thats Whitney (Points), Kyles ex-wife out there, now do you think that you can yknow divert her so that we can slip out?
Ross: Oh yeahNoYoure welcome. Well talk about it later.
Ross: Yeah!
Tag: Oh yeah! We went to the Knicks game.
Rachel: Yeah?
Joey: Yeah! That guys all right!
Rachel: Yeah and you had fun teaching him how to be all Joey.
Rachel: Yeah. Sure. (Joey nods his head questioningly and Rachel nods no.)
Tag: Oh, yeah, this is from Rachel.
Joey: Yeah, for you!
Chandler: Yeah, Joey said I uh, I needed to relax so he gave me an antihistamine.
Chandler: Yeah, and then I fell asleep on the subway and went all the way to Brooklyn. Brooklyn is f-far!!
Chandler: (awakens) Yeah! (Looks up and does The Face.)
Phoebe: Yeah well, maybe she shouldve spent a little less time decorating and a little more time in the bedroom.
Phoebe: Yeah well, she certainly knew what she was doing New Years Eve 1997.
Rachel: Oh yeah? Another night of birdogging the chickas?
Rachel: (panics, turns around, picks up the phone, and pretend to talk on it) Hello?! (Listens) Oh, yeah! (To Tag) This is gonna be a while. Excuse me. (Tag leaves and she closes the door behind him, disgustedly.) Yeah!
Phoebe: Yeah, and yknow what? I dont give a tiny rats ass.
Kyle: Yeah, were gonna go. (They leave.)
Ross: (To Phoebe) Im sorry. Ugh, Pheebs, you were, you were right about her. Yknow, she did try to use sex as a weapon! Yeah, I hurt my back a little.
Ross: Yeah, were better off without them.
Chandler: Oh yeah, that looks good.
Joey: Yeah, we look great together.
Monica: Yeah, we really do!
Phoebe: Yeah, we should get a move on if we wanna make those dinner reservations. (Phoebe dumps a drawer full of makeup into a box.)
RICHARD: Yeah. I have to sleep, have to, on this side of the bed.
Phoebe: Yeah!
Joey: Yeah. You know why? Cause you came to me first.
Rachel: Yeah.
Chandler: Oh yeah! Okay, lets play again. (He deals out two cards each again.) What do you got?
Rachel: Yeah uh, y'know what uh, let's skip it.
Chandler: Oh yeah!
Phoebe: Yeah, I can see where Id be your best shot but, no. Im sorry, but I think its twisted.
Phoebe: Yeah, Chandler why dont you take a walk? This doesnt concern you.
Rachel: Yeah, they were very y'know wrestley. But, I guess that's normal?
Chandler: Yeah, I guess.
Monica: Yeah, like youre gonna be pregnant. I mean pregnant.
Rachel and Monica: Yeah.
Chandler: Yeah.
Chandler: Yeah!
Chandler: Yeah!
Rachel: Yeah that seems fair. We never use them.
Phoebe: Yes. Once. Yeah, a little. He kinda did it to himself. It's not really a good story.
Joey: Yeah?
MONICA: Yeah. You're just gonna have to stop pissing me off.
Phoebe: Yeah, totally.
Chandler: Yeah!
Ross: Yeah.
Joshua: Yeah, that would be fantastic! My-my nephew is crazy about the Knicks! This is fantastic, thank you so much Rachel. (He takes the tickets and leaves as Mr. Waltham returns.)
Ross: Yeah!
Joey: Yeah! And you have so many more choices than you do with mens underwear!
Joey: (picks up the phone) Hello? Yeah, this is Joey Tribbiani... Oh, hi! Well, I'm glad you liked my letter... No my mommy and daddy aren't home right now... (looks puzzled) Okay, bye bye. (hangs up) (to himself) She was nice!
Phoebe: Of course, yeah!
Phoebe: No, I made myself take an oath. Yeah, no fooling around with clients and umm, always be prepared. Yeah, that ones actually from the Boy Scouts, but it just makes good sense.
Ross: (to the guard) Dont sweat it, Ive got this section covered. Yeah, in fact Ive got this little baby (Turns on a mini-flashlight) to shine in peoples eye(The guard walks away)Okay, see you later.
Rachel: Yeah!
Phoebe and Ross: Yeah, we went shopping!
Phoebe: Yeah!
Phoebe: Yeah.
Phoebe: Yeah.
Rachel: Yeah.
Jill: Yeah.
Rachel: Yeah but, hes not your type.
Eric: Oh, yeah, during the summer, I spend most weekends at my sisters beach house, which you are welcome to use by the way. Although, I should probably tell you, shes a porn star. (Chandler breaks his pencil in half)
Chandler: Yeah, all right, Ill play.
Rachel: Well yeah
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.'
Chandler: Oh, is this about you-you dating the nurse? Yeah, Joey already told me, and I am so-so fine. I mean, you and I we're just, y'know, we're nothing, we're goofin' around.
Monica: Yeah, Chandler... you've been there for five years.
Monica: Yeah?
Joey: (offended) Oh well I think I am, yeah and I think I'm definitely gonna get the part.
Ross: Yeah? I was good at the stuff huh?
Joey: Yeah, yeah. Hey, they totally match! They look great! They look great! How you doing!
Joey: Yeah you got 5 years left!
Rachel: Thank you. I yeah.
Phoebe: (crying) Yeah me too.
Phoebe: Yeah.
Phoebe: Yeah?
Monica: Yeah, no, me neither.
Joey: Yeah.
Ross: Yeah! Good for you Joe!
Monica: Yeah! But, he can't not exactly see Emily, I mean that's his wife.
Rachel: Yeah, when were in the audience he doesnt talk to us, but he does wave.
Chandler: Yeah?
Rachel: Ahh, yes, I will have a glass of the Merlot and uh, (points to Rosss seat.) he will have a white wine spritzer. Woo! (Looks out the window.) Hey, look at that, the airports moving. (Realizes that thats not how it works.) Hey, are we moving?! Are we moving? Why are we moving? Hey, time-out, umm, yeah, does the captain know that were moving? (Sits back in defeat.) Oh my God. Oh, my gosh.
Joey: Yeah.
Chandler: Yeah, we were just talking about that. I can't believe how stupid we used to look. (They both quickly push their sleeves over their elbows.)
Rachel: Yeah, I got that.
Assistant: Yeah, but you're back's a zero. You're gonna wanna even that out.
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?
RACH: Yeah, but how much can you tell from a look?
Ross: Yeah. Right.
Rachel: (laughs) Oh yeah? Okay.
JOEY: [sits down] Ohh yeah, that's the stuff.
Monica: Yeah? The work problem?
Rachel: Oh yeah.
Joey: Oh, it was great! Yeah, I-I walked her home, and it was amazing how much we connected, y'know? Then ah, then she passed out, but then she woke up. Yeah? And we stayed up all night talking, and now were like totally crazy about each other!
Ross: Yeah.
Chandler: Yeah?
Rachel: Oh, yeah, Im not, Im not hungry.
Chandler: Oh, yeah! How did you meet her?
Rachel: Yeah, why is it so hard for you to believe?!
Monica: Yeah, a lot. A lot, a lot!
Monica: Oh yeah. Definitely.
Ross: (To Monica) Yeah, shes fired.
Ross: Yeah? Well, I-I think Bens asleep.
Phoebe: Thats not why youre going! Youre going because you hope hes gonna say, "Yeah, I love you too, Rach. Forget that British chippy."
Ursula: Yeah, can I help you with something?
Rachel: Yeah, it sure is!
Ross: Yeah see? And you are so excited about moving in together before, and you know what? You should be. It's a big deal!
Monica: Yeah, me too.
Joey: Yeah you did.
Rachel: Yeah?
Chandler: Oh yeah.
Joey: Yeah.
Chandler: Yeah, lets just forget it.
Phoebe: (interrupting) Dive. Yeah, they dove head-first into fun on the farm.
Rachel: Yeah and Im a horrible, horrible person.
Rachel: Yeah!
Gary: Yeah, I'm gonna say no.
Rachel: Oh yeah, good start Mon.
Ross: Yeah? Hop on. (They start dancing and Mona sits down.) Is the pretty lady looking?
Ross: Yeah!
Ross: Yeah!