words in movies
Mischa: (to Phoebe, very quickly) Eh, he said, thank you very much, he thinks you look very pretty tonight, your hair, golden like the sun. (to Monica) So you're a chef?
Rachel: Joey, you're so sweet.
Monica: Come on. I know you're not eighteen anymore, but give it a minute.
Joey: That's true. But you know what, it doesn't matter because I already know who you're gonna go home with tonight.
Phoebe: Okay, now you're just taking lines right out of the song!
Amy: Oh my god. You're on Days of Our Lives.
Monica: Oh, you're so wonderful.
Rachel: No, you're right, you are absolutely right. I mean that makes, that makes everything different.
Rachel: Yeah. I just, I kept trying to make you a better person, but you're... you're already a pretty perfect version of what you are.
Erica: Gosh, you know, you're just such an amazing couple. It's... kind of intimidating.
Joey: (to Charlie) You're ready?
Rachel: Which you're not, because you've totally hung up on him!
Joey: Yes, now is when you swoop! You gotta make sure that when Paolo walks out of there, the first guy Rachel sees is you, She's gotta know that you're everything he's not! You're like, like the anti-Paolo!
David: You're kidding me. Because I'm not seeing anybody, I've just totally made that up.
Monica: (sarcastically) Well, I hope you're happy!
Charlie: You're married more than once?
Charlie: You're... you're kidding, right?
Mike: You're ready to play?
Rachel: Ok... uh... maybe you're not always going after the wrong girl...
Monica: Oh my God! You're good!
Chandler: (Still in a loving voice) You're welcome, sweetheart.
Mike: Yeah - not such a problem with rats. No, they're more of a "love the one you're with" kind of animals.
Chandler: You're on!
Joey: Is that why you're on this trip, huh? Make me feel like a loser? 'Cause if it is, I'll tell ya, I-I-I'd rather be alone.
PHOEBE: And because you're both, you know, white women.
Ross: You're filthy!
Phoebe: Aaah... you're not good at this...
Phoebe: You know, now you're more like, you know like, "Mr. Caring Boss," "Mr.", you know, "I'm one of you, Boss," "Mr., I wanna be your buddy, Boss Man Bing!"
Joey: Yeah, but, Ross, I mean, you're not okay with it.
Chandler: Wow! So tonight may be the night! You're nervous?
JOEY: Hey.� How come you're answering your own phone?� Where's your crazy assistant?
Joey: Hey, you can't say you're breezy, that, that totally negates the breezy.
Joey: Ok, you're scaring me a little bit.
Phoebe: Yeah, I guess you're right.
Rachel: Aah... I bet you're right.
Ross: Oh, you know what? You're gonna get it. I-I-I-I can feel it.
Rachel: C'mon Daddy, listen to me! It's like, it's like, all of my life, everyone has always told me, 'You're a shoe! You're a shoe, you're a shoe, you're a shoe!'. And today I just stopped and I said, 'What if I don't wanna be a shoe? What if I wanna be a- a purse, y'know? Or a- or a hat! No, I'm not saying I want you to buy me a hat, I'm saying I am a ha- It's a metaphor, Daddy!
Rachel: Oh, well, (looks at her box and chair) you're not catching me on my best day.
Phoebe: Well, if you're leaving, I'm definitely gonna go.
Ross: You're right. There isn't a decent outlet.
Monica: Well, no, not at all, you're not terminal, you just, you just need some damage control.
Amy: You're not Rachel.
Phoebe: Oh, David, I, I think you are a sweeping sorta fella. I mean, you're a sweeper! ...trapped inside a physicist's body.
Joey: Really? Think about it. Come on! You're a beautiful woman, smart, funny, we had a really good time, huh? If I had your number, why wouldn't I call you?
Amy: You're not good!
Mike: Ok, unless you're not gonna try to get me to join a cult are you?
Amy: You're kicking me out?
Rachel: Okay, first of all, if you keep calling it that, no one's gonna ever take it. Then, second of all you're not actually gonna have sex with him! You're just gonna make him think that you are.
MONICA: That's good, have a seat. Um, the doctor says it's gotta be a needle. You're just gonna have to be brave, ok? Can you do that for me?
Ross: No, you both are equally capable. Its just.. you're strongest when.. when you're together.
The Saleswoman: You're telling me this couch was delivered to you like this?!
Pizza Guy: Wait, you're not 'G.Stephanopoulos?' Man, my dad's gonna kill me!
Phoebe: You're also so generous and kind and scrappy!
Chandler: Ross, what're you... what're you... what are you doing? (looks at laptop screen)You're having a memorial service for yourself!?
Joey: You're mean!
Joey: There it is, you're blushing!
Ross: You can't go, I mean you're the glue that holds this group together!
ROSS: Animal sex, animal sex? So what're you saying, I mean, you're saying that like, there's nothing between us animal at all. I mean there's not even like, uhm, a little animal, not even, not even like, like chipmunk sex?
Phoebe: You're not making the pies yourself?
Joey: Ok! Stop it you guys! Stop staring! You're freaking me out!
Julie: (To Rachel) Oh, you're losin' your apron here, let me get it. There you go. (Ties it back up for her)
Monica: You're right. I'm sorry. I should've told you.
Rachel: What? What are you talking about?! You-you're the one who's been telling me to get over Ross and move on. I'm moving on, and you're moving on with me. Come on, give me one good reason why you don't wanna go.
Phoebe: So you're gonna move?
Phoebe: (to Monica) You're gonna be okay?
Roy: (making a crying face) Oh, you're mean!
Monica: See, didn't I tell you?! You're getting over Ross already!
Ross: You're wearing the same shirt.
Chandler: You're gonna be great.
Chandler: Wait a minute, wait a minute, I see where this is going, you're gonna ask him to New Year's, aren't you. You're gonna break the pact. She's gonna break the pact.
Chandler: You're Jewish.
Rachel: You're fly is open, Geller!
MONICA: Look honey, I wanted you to hook up with Ross as much as you did. But he's with her now and you're just gonna have to get over it.
Monica: I hope you're not full, 'cause dinner's almost ready.
Ross: Please, you're going down!
Joey: Hey, you're Mike's parents, right?
Rachel: Oh Ross, you're so great. (she playfully rubs his head and gets up)
Rachel: Oh! Molly! You're not Ross.
Phoebe: All the time when you're cooking.
Ross: Dude. You're married to my sister.
Charlie: So you're up for keynote speaker! Who's making the decisions?
Phoebe: YOU'RE FIRED! (mimes the CUT again) (pause and she raises her glass) Cheers! (Chandler raises his, smiling and Monica stares at him and he puts down his glass.)
Monica: You're a really good kisser.
Monica: Well, if you're gonna be totally rational about this, I can't argue with you! All right? Fine, if you wanna tell him, tell him. I just don't want to be a part of it.
Rachel: Ok, maybe you're right.
Rachel: Oh... you're so sexy!
Chandler: Alright look, let's think about this, ok, do you really think that people are gonna stir up your family at this tragic time? That people are gonna post condolences on a website? This is not about people not caring that you're dead .This is about people not having a decent outlet for their grief.
Rachel: You know it was you're uhm... birthday...
Ross: You sure you're alright?
Monica: (to Joey) I'll pick you up at eleven. So glad you're coming.
Ross: Oh, that'd be great! Okay, but if you do, make sure it seems like you're there to see him, okay, and you're not like doing it as a favour to me.
Ross: Have you seen this? It's a new alumni website for college! It's cool! You can post messages for people, let everyone know what you're up to.
Mike: (afraid) You're kidding right?
Joey: Oh, yeah, sure, easy for you, you're young. Me, I'm set in my ways.
Phoebe: You're not serious, right?
Ross: You're right, I'm sorry. Will you marry me?
CHANDLER: You'll see, you guys are all gonna go off and get married, and I'm gonna end up alone. Will you promise me something? When you're married, will you invite me over for holidays?
Chandler: You're kidding!
Monica: You should feel great about yourself! You're doing this amazing independence thing!
Monica: Oh my God! YOU FORGOT THE PIES? Well, I cannot believe this. You force me to make dinner, then you're an hour late and you forget the one little thing that I asked you to do.
Monica: I can't believe you're not gonna be here for Christmas.