words in movies
MONICA: Hello, Mr. Heckles.
MR. HECKLES: You're doing it again.
MR. HECKLES: You're stomping. It's disturbing my birds.
MR. HECKLES: I could have birds.
MONICA: Ok, Mr. Heckles, we'll try to keep it down.
MR. HECKLES: Thank you. I'm going to rejoin my dinner party.
MONICA: Mr. Heckles.
PHOEBE: Ok, it's very faint, but I can still sense him in the building. Go into the light, Mr. Heckles!
JOEY: "Heckles, you crack me up in science class. You're the funniest kid in school.
CHANDLER: Funniest? Heckles?
CHANDLER: Wow, Heckles was voted class clown, and so was I. He was right. Would you listen to that?
CHANDLER: Heckles played clarinet in band, and I played clarinet. And he was in the scale modeler's club, and I was, well, there was no club, but I sure thought they were cool.
CHANDLER: I just think it's weird, you know? Heckles and me, Heckles, and me, me and Heckles...Would you knock it off?
CHANDLER: Look at this. Pictures of all the women that Heckles went out with. Look what he wrote on them. Vivian, too tall. Madge, big gums. Too loud, too smart, makes noise when she eats. This is, this is me. This is what I do. I'm gonna end up alone, just like he did.
JOEY: Chandler, Heckles was a nut case.
MONICA: Oh, gosh, this is so weird. I mean, his whole life was in this apartment, and now it's gone. You know, I think it would be nice if we just took a few moments, for Mr. Heckles. I mean, he was kind of a pain, he was, but, he was a person. You're all going to hell.
CHANDLER: Yeah, jus' second. Good-bye Mr. Heckles. We'll try to keep it down.
(There is a knock on the door, Phoebe answers it, its Mr. Heckles)
(There is a monkey-like noise from within and Ross pushes past Mr. Heckles and enters his apartment)
Rachel: Oh. (they knock at the next door, Mr. Heckles answers) Hi. We just found this cat and we're looking for the owner.
Mr.Heckles: I can hear you through the ceiling. My cats cant sleep.
Mr. Heckles: Ehhhh... B-Buttons.
(She rises, dragging Chandler along by the wool. Rachel has to leap over a chair to follow them. Monica opens the door to find Mr. Heckles standing there.)
(In the apartment below, Mr.Heckles is trying to relax and read his newspaper, but Rachel is helplessly dangling upside-down with her ankle wrapped up in the Christmas lights.)
(inside Chandlers apartment, Chandler is coming in from his bedroom, sees Mr. Heckles, and screams.)
Rachel: (To Monica) Im okay! Im okay! (She knocks on Mr. Heckles's window.) Mr. Heckles, Mr. Heckles could you help me please?
Mr. Heckles: Er, yeah, it's mine.
Mr. Heckles: Yeah, it's my cat. Give me my cat.
Monica: Oh. Hi, Mr.Heckles.
Mr.Heckles: See, this is just the kind of thing I was talking about.
Mr.Heckles: Youre doing it again.
Monica: (Closing the door) Goodbye Mr.Heckles.
Mr. Heckles: C'mere, Patti. (Turns to Mr. Heckles)
Monica: Mr. Heckles, our friend lost a monkey. Have you seen it?
Mr.Heckles: I could have cats.
Phoebe: Okay, thank you, Mr. Heckles. (They move off)
Mr. Heckles: I wasn't ready for it.
Mr. Heckles: You owe me a waffle.
Mr. Heckles: Whaddyou want?
Mr. Heckles: That's my monkey.
Mr. Heckles: Mmm. Bob Buttons. Here, Bob Buttons.
Mr. Heckles: That's my monkey. That's Patti, Patti the monkey.
Mr. Heckles: What about it?
(Mr. Heckles opens the door)
Mr. Heckles: That's not my monkey. Just the dress is mine, you can send that back whenever.
Mr. Heckles: Youre disturbing my oboe practice.
Mr. Heckles: C'mere, Patti. (Marcel turns round)
Phoebe: No, no, Mr. Heckles no one is making any noise up here.
Mr. Heckles: I could play the oboe!
Mr. Heckles: Well, Im going to go into my new apartment now. (goes over to the door and opens it) Ehh! (Eric leaves)
Mr. Heckles: Saw Regis Philbin once...
Mr. Heckles: (as Phoebe and Rachel leave) You owe me a cat.
Mr. Heckles: Im Chandlers new roommate.
Mr. Heckles: He told me in person.
Mr. Heckles: I could be Chandlers new roommate.
Mr. Heckles: I left a Belgian waffle out here, did you take it?
Mr. Heckles: Potassium.
[Cut to a hallway in the building, Monica and Phoebe are knocking on a door. Mr. Heckles emerges.]
Mr. Heckles: I don't have a monkey.
Mr. Heckles: (to Eric) Who are you?