words in movies
JOEY: Hey, I'll be alright. I mean it's not like I'm starting from sqare one. I was Dr. Drake Remoray on Days of Our Lives. Heh? I mean that's gotta have some kind of cache.
JOEY: But I was Dr. Drake Remoray. How can I go from bein' a neurosurgeon to drivin' a cab?
JOEY: I don't need to think about it. I was Dr. Drake Remoray. That was huge. Big things are gonna happen, you'll see. Ross, you still there?
JOEY: Ohh, you know what it is? It's smudgy 'cause they're fax pages. Now when I was on Days of Our Lives as Dr. Drake Remoray, they'd send over the whole script on real paper and everything.
Dr. Franzblau: Hey, how's my favorite parenting team doing?
Ross: Dr. Franzblau, hi.
Nurse: Youve done all you can Dr. Wesley. You have got to let her go.
Dr. Franzblau: No, it's hard enough to get women to go out with me.
[Scene: The Waiting Room, Rachel and Dr. Franzblau have gone to get coffee.]
Dr. Franzblau: I'm gonna go check up on your friend.
Dr. Franzblau: I try not to let my work affect my personal life, but it's hard, when you... do what I do. It's like uh...Well, for instance, what do you do?
Dr. Franzblau: It is nice to meet you. I'm Dr. Franzblau. I'm your roommate's... brother's... ex-wife's obstetrician.
Ross: (puts his head near the baby) Hello! (to Dr. Franzblau) Oh, sorry.
Dr. Franzblau: You're doing great, you're doing fine.
Dr. Franzblau: I'm sorry, I can't tell the baby to wait for them.
Rachel: (to Dr. Franzblau) Ok, so anyway, you were telling me about Paris, it sounds fascinating.
Dr. Franzblau: All right, Carol, I need you to keep pushing. I need(reaches for an instrument, Rachel's hand is on it) Excuse me, could I have this?
Phoebe: Oh, it's Dr. Seuss!
Rachel: No! Shoot, Dr. Schiff what kind of question is that?!
Rachel: And if you need anything else, I(notices the handsome Dr. Franzblau)do not believe we've met. Hi. I'm, uh, Rachel Green. I'm Carol's... ex-husband's... sister's roommate.
Dr. Harad: Just-just to clarify, I'm not Fonzie. (Phoebe nods in agreement as he leaves.)
Benjamin: The selection committee has chosen the three of you as our finalists today. The ultimate decision will be based upon the answers you give to the questions I ask here. I'm gonna start with Dr. Li. Dr. Li, you claim the field is too reliant on the Linnaean taxonomic system. How do you propose to correct this problem?
Dr. Miller: This is a glaucoma test.
Dr. Mitchell: (on the phone) Monica and Rachel's apartment. Err yeh, aayah, yeh, just one second... (handing it to Monica) ..ah, Rachel, it's your dad.
Dr. Franzblau: No, no, really. I suppose it's because I spend so much time, you know, where I do.
DOCTOR: Hello, there. I'm Dr. Carlin. I see someone's having an allergic reaction.
DR. BURKE: Monica? My God you used to be so. . . I mean you, you, you, you must have lost like. . . You look great.
JOEY: There's my scene, there's my scene. [Joey on tv] "Mrs. Wallace, I'm Dr. Drake Ramoray, your sister's neurosurgeon.
Dr. Miller: Okay. You've got a small, minor infection in that left eye. I want you to take these drops three times a day and you'll be as good as new.
Dr. Green: What kind of person is allergic to lobster? I guess the kind of person that works at a library.
[Scene: Carol's room, Rachel and Dr. Franzblau are there with her.]
ERICA: Well, yes, yes, the best doctor in all of Salem, Dr. Drake Remore.
MONICA: Dr. Burke, it, it's me.
Dr. Franzblau: Ok, all right, well aren't there times when you come home at the end of the day, and you're just like, 'if I see one more cup of coffee'...
MONICA: Dr. Burke? I don't think so. I mean, like, he's a grown up.
DR. BURKE: You too.
DR. BURKE: See.
DR. BURKE: Yep.
RACHEL: Ya know, Dr. Burke kissed me once.
DR. BURKE: Yeah. Are we nuts here?
DR. BURKE: I'm going to look into your eyes now.
DR. BURKE: So, it's great to see ya.
DR. BURKE: Oh, OK, yeah. I'll see ya later.
DR. BURKE: Drops!
DR. BURKE: Yeah, since the divorce, when anybody asks me how I am, it's always with a sympathetic head tilt. [demonstrating] 'How ya doin'? You OK?'
DR. BURKE: So.
DR. BURKE: Yeah, yeah, maybe.
MRS. GELLER: Well, you kids thank Dr. Burke for the ride?
DR. BURKE: Oh, well obviously you know Barbara and I split up, otherwise you wouldn't have done the head tilt.
Dr. Long: Rachel youre gonna have to push even harder, nothings happening!
ERICA: No, no no no, you don't have to tell me anything. You don't have to explain yourself to me. Ooh, who am I to question the great Dr. Drake Remore?
DR. REMORE: Some guys are just lucky I guess.
DR. BURKE: No, no, there's no rush or anything.
DR. HORTON: No, no, they only said you.
DR. REMORE: Yeah, whatever. Oh no.
DR. REMORE: Oh, ok. Alright.
DR. REMORE: Well then, uh, I uhh, guess that's me. Anyone else need to go on the elevator? Dr. Horton, Dr. Wong?
DR. BURKE: Only because my parents wanted me to be, I wanted to be a sherrif.
Dr. Baldhara: Well, if he's up against a jungle cat or an animal with horns, you've got to give the little guy something. Otherwise it's just cruel.
JOEY: Uh, hey, Dr. Greene, why don't you come with me, we'll put your jacket on Rachel's bed.
Dr. Mitchell: ..you add a pinch of saffron, it makes all the difference.
Mindy: Look, I know he's not perfect, but the truth is, at the end of the day, I still really wanna be Mrs. Dr. Barry Farber, D.D.S.
[Scene: Dr. Burke's apartment. Dr. Burke answers the door for Phoebe and Monica.]
CHANDLER: Well, uh, Dr. Greene, where are you going?
MONICA: So uh, Joey and Chanlder, I, I think it's time that you take Dr. Greene over to your place.
DR. BURKE: I didn't need to know that. I guess 21 years is a lot. I mean, hell, I'm a whole person who can drink older than you.
Dr. Green: What happened to the library?
DR. BURKE: Drops. Here, they're free.
Rachel: Yeah, well, it's an important day. I wanna look nice. Um, has uh Dr. Franzblau been by?
MONICA: [answers the door] Dr. Greene. Oh my God it's Rachel's dad. What're you doing here?
Dr. Green: Um-hmm.
Dr. Green: This where they put it? What, there no table available in the kitchen! Hello, baby.
Dr. Green: You know whats really good here, the lobster. What do you say shall I just order three.
Ross: Nice to see you again Dr. Green.
INTERCOM: Dr. Remore, report to first floor emergency, stat.
Ross: So, Dr. Green, hows the old boat.
[Scene: Restaurant, Rachel and Ross and Dr. Green are having dinner.]
Dr. Green: Excuse me, you think Im cheap?
Dr Green: You kids ready?
Dr. Green: Oh, wait, wait, wait, wait, I think I forgot my receipt.
Dr. Green: All right.
Ross: Thanks again, Dr. Green.
Dr. Green: Why not?
Dr. Green: (gets his receipt and notices the twenty) What is this? Who put a twenty down here? Huh?
Dr. Green: Thanks for dinner last night.
Dr. Green: Baby. Ross.
Ross: Yeah, if youre really hungry. (Dr. Green stares at him) It was a joke, I made a joke.
Dr. Green: Ross? Whats with the neck?
Dr. Green: So, why do you let her go to a chiropractor for?
Dr. Green: Oh.
Dr. Green: Id love some juice. Thanks.
(Carol's doctor, Dr. Franzblau arrives.)
DR. REMORE: I know you do but you and I can never be together that way.
Dr. Green: Hes Bobby Bobby?
Dr. Green: What do you need help for?
Dr. Green: Oh God!
(Ross takes a twenty and slips it underneath the bill when Dr. Green isnt looking.)
DR. BURKE: Yeah, that's my job. Alright, look up. . . look down, now open your eyes, now look down. That's right, look into the light. Now look at me. . . OK. Your eyes look good. Those are good eyes.
Dr. Green: Excuse me for a moment, will you please, I want to say good night to the Levines, before we go.
Dr. Baldhara: Well, it's technically not a zoo per se, it's more of an interactive wildlife experience. Let me ask you some questions about, is it, uh, Marcel?
Dr. Green: So what's new with you, uh, knocked up any more of my daughters lately?
Lauren: I used to umm, schedule my classes so I could watch Dr. Drake Remoray on Days of Our Lives.
Monica: (to the lobster) Lucky bastard! (Throws the lobster in and turns around to face the planets most annoying woman, next to Dr. Laura and Kathy Lee Gifford of course. Shes the most annoying female TV character however.) Janice.
Dr. Mitchell: Look at this, it's from the cellars of Ernest and Tova Borgnine, so how could we resist?