words in movies
Joey: (on tv) Oh, you said it Mike. (rips open the carton and spills milk on the counter) Aw! There's got to be a better way!
Mike: And there is Kevin.
Mike: There is a revolutionary new product that guarantees that you'll never have to open up milk cartons again. Meet the Milk Master 2000.
Mike: Keep in mind, he's never used this product before, you're gonna see how easy this is to do. (to Kevin) Go ahead. ('Kevin' starts using the product, it is a spout that you jab into a paper milk carton so that you don't have to rip it open.) This works with any milk carton.
MIKE: (nods) Things are about to get wild.
Phoebe: Hey Mike, what's the capital of Peru?
Mike: What, is he your pet rat?
Mike: Thank you.
David: Yes, but uhm... You should know... she really likes you. I-In fact I-I-I don't think you realise j-just how lucky you are fella. (he points at Mike)
MIKE: (finally) Stout.� That's a kind of beer.
Mike: Setting rat traps.
Mike: No, no, to test his neck strength.
Mike: Hey P
[Scene: Phoebe's place, Phoebe and Mike are there]
Mike: Ok, ok, I'll throw away the traps.
Mike: Better think of a new name for him.
Mike: Maybe it wasn't Bob, maybe it was a mouse.
Mike: Yeah - not such a problem with rats. No, they're more of a "love the one you're with" kind of animals.
Mike: My name in Mike, and I do play piano.
[Scene: Phoebe's place, Phoebe and Mike enter]
Mike: No, I think you're sweet.
Mike: It's gonna be ok.
(Mike kisses Phoebe)
Mike: Like an X-Ray. Bad day not to wear a bra.
Mike: Sure.
Mike: Also a good gift? Underwear.
Joey: (in a very aaaaahhhhh sweeeeeet voice) Aaahhh, look at you two... holding hands... huh is this getting serious? (Phoebe and Mike, embarrassed, start babbling and look away.) Have you not talked about it yet? (They say nothing now, but smile) Am I making you uncomfortable? (smiles are becoming forced now, and he speaks to Mike) If you were bigger you'd hit me, huh...? Aaaaaahhhhhh (he turns away to the bar)
Joey: Yeah, that's because we had a bit of a falling out. Mike hit my mom with a car.
Mike: Yeah, look, and I don't want you to feel like you have to give me your key just because...
Mike: Ok, fine, these rats are our responsibility. What happens when they mate and there are hundreds of them?
[Scene: Phoebe's apartment. Mike and Phoebe seem to have finished watching a movie on television.]
Mike: Yeah!
Mike: So we're doing it?
Mike: I'm gonna go to the bathroom.
Mike: Phoebe and I are moving in together.
Mike: Yes dear.
Mike: You ready to go?
Mike: What are you talking about?
Ross: But come on! I mean living together will be great! I mean you guys have so much fun and you love Mike.
[Scene: Phoebe's apartment. Phoebe and Mike are packing stuff.]
Mike: Look. Phoebe, I-I love you. Very much. But I never want to get married again.
Mike: I don't know but they don't sound like spa treatments. You have to get rid of it!
Phoebe: Mike doesn't ever wanna get married.
Phoebe: I do love Mike.
Mike: Very cool.
Mike: You wanna get married?
Mike: No but... You don't want to get married either right?
Mike: No.
Mike: But if you wanna get married why didn't you say something before?
Mike: I want to live with you too! Let's do that!
Mike: But I don't want this to end.
Mike: Ok... so...(They hug) Goodbye.
Phoebe: Breaking up sucks! Oh, I really miss Mike!
Phoebe: God, I wish Mike were here.
Monica: Okay if Mike were here what would the two of you be doing?
Mike: Phoebe called me.
Monica: (To Mike) What are you doing here?
Mike: Look, if I wanna see Phoebe and she wants to see...
Mike: (to Phoebe) You look really beautiful.
Monica: (to Mike) This doesn't concern you!!
Mike: (to Phoebe) So how've you been?
(Phoebe and Mike sit next to each other)
[Scene: Central Perk. Phoebe and Mike are on the couch, holding hands, while Phoebe puts milk in her coffee.]
[Scene: Phoebe's apartment: Phoebe, Monica and Mike sitting on the couch]
Phoebe: Oh, I missed you so much! (she kisses Mike)
Mike: Oh, crap!
Mike: Oh, err... no, she's not here yet. You know, I think I'm just gonna take off and break up with her over the phone...
PHOEBE: (knowingly chuckles) Oh, Mike.� Bye.
Mike: OK, I don't want to freak you out or anything, but I think I just saw a rat in your cupboard.
(Ross and Mike glance at each other then both suddenly turn to Phoebe who is gone. �They sheepishly exchange glances.)
Phoebe: Mike and I broke up.
Phoebe: What are the chances? 1 billion Chinese people and they send Mike!?
Phoebe: Mike?? Who's Mike?
Charlie: Hey, there's Phoebe! Is that Mike she's with?
Mike: (sounds shocked and sits down) He... he's gonna propose?
Mike: Hello?
David: (to Chandler) Well, Phoebe's still pretty hung up on that Mike, uh?
Mike: Yeah look, about tomorrow, I... I've got a question for ya. I just found out that one of my groomsmen had had an emergency and can't make it.
Monica: What are you serious? You wanna marry him? Wha... What about Mike?
Mike: Who is this?
Monica: Ok, Mike, enough is enough, now you love Phoebe and she loves you, so you need to get over your whole "I never want to get married" thing and step up!
Monica: Not until you said it. Somebody switch! (Chandler makes a clicking sound with his fingers and Phoebe runs to the other wall. Monica returns to Chandlers wall.) Wait a minute... Ross and Charlie, Joey and Rachel, Phoebe and Mike! We're the only people leaving with the same person we came with.
Phoebe: Oh my God, Mike!
Mike: We can have any future you want.
Mike: Sorry David, but she really has to know this.
Mike: Hi Phoebe.
David: (turns around) Hi Mike!
Mike: I have a question I need to ask you.
Mike: Yeah, I understand, but before you do, she really needs to hear this.
Phoebe & Mike: Yeah! (they leave)
Mike: Oh... I'm back!
Phoebe: Mike, you don't know, you don't know what you're doing!
(Monica, Phoebe, Chandler and Mike walk away, sipping their drinks)
Mike: You're ready to play?
(Monica and Mike start to play ping pong. Mike scores)
Mike: I'll play ya!
Mike: Oh, by the way... I'm awesome!!
[Scene: the hotel lobby. Monica, Phoebe, Chandler and Mike walk in from the outside.]
Mike: Wanna make it more interesting?
Mike: Ten bucks a game?
Mike: (doing Monica and mumbling): Serve the ball, chump.
Mike: That's what I'm thinking.
Mike: You know, you should really look in a mirror before you call yourself that.
(Mike scores)