words in movies
Monica: David, can you help me?! I'm trying to explain to Chandler how a plane stays in the air.
Monica: (to Chandler) See?
Monica: Alright, I'm gonna go pick up a few things for the trip.
Phoebe: Really, it doesn't mean anything. I mean, you know, Monica refers to Chandler as Richard all the time!
Monica: (pinching her) Let's get you out of here!! (they go outside)
Monica: At least you took me down with you!
Monica: I guess, in time.
Monica: I mean, my feelings for Richard are certainly gone.
Chandler: David, let me stop you there 'cause I think I see where this is going. I'm not very good at giving advice. So if you want advice, go to Ross, Monica, or... Joey, if the thing you wanna advice about is pizza toppings or burning sensation when you pee.
[Scene: Back in New York, Monica and Chandler in Central Perk on the couch]
Monica: Wow! That Mike thing was interesting! I don't know what's gonna happen with Phoebe and David.
Chandler: (smiling cheekily) I do! Want a hint? huh? "I do" (Monica looks confused, so Chandler repeats) "I do".
Monica: Ok, I'm sensing that this is some kind of word play, because you are pink with barely controlled glee.
Monica: What? (looks very shocked) Why?
Monica: Chandler, we have talked about this. You are not supposed to give people advice! Now couldn't you just have made some sort of inappropriate joke?
Monica: They've only been going out for a few weeks and Phoebe is completely hung up on Mike! She'll say "No", David's heart will be broken, it will be too hard for them to recover from and then Phoebe will end up alone again.
(Rachel turns around and sees Chandler and Monica arriving)
(Monica and Chandler reach the group)
Monica: Ok! When I go places with high humidity, it gets a little extra body, ok?!
Monica: (to Chandler) Oh, honey, can you make sure we get a King size bed!
Monica: (shouts to Chandler) And make sure our room isn't next to theirs (points to Phoebe).
Monica: Yeah, right!
Chandler: (slaps him on the shoulder) Nice! (goes to Monica)
Chandler: Monica, can I talk to you for a sec? (Pulls her away from Phoebe and Rachel)
Monica: Ok!
Monica: See what happens when you give people advice? I hope you told him not to?
Monica: Ok fine. I'll handle this. (goes to Phoebe who's talking to Rachel) Phoebe?
Monica: (looking very serious) I need to talk to you.
Phoebe: Are you leaving "The Supremes"? (Monica and Phoebe go to one side)
MOnica: Ok, my husband just gave your boyfriend some very bad advice. Look, David is going to propose to you tonight.
Monica: What are you serious? You wanna marry him? Wha... What about Mike?
Monica: Do you really think marrying someone else is the right answer?
Chandler: Well, I tried Billy Jean King, but... (Ross glares at him) you know, you and Monica have the same "I'm gonna kill you" look...? I can usually make it go away by kissing her... (Ross continues to glare at him and Chandler leans in as if he's going to kiss Ross)
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: This is Monica! I'm Phoebe's friend. Listen, Phoebe is back with David and he's going to propose to her, and she is going to say "yes" but I know she really wants to be with you!
Monica: I... I'm sorry, did you say something? I can't hear through all this damned hair! (Tries to move her huge hair away from the phone, in vain)
Monica: You don't tell me what to do! I tell you what to do! Just call her. She's at the Paradise Hotel in Barbados. And while I've got you, you've got curly hair. What do you do in humidity? (Mike hangs up the phone) Damnit!
Monica: (sarcastically) Well, I hope you're happy!
Monica: Phoebe is going to say "Yes" to David. See, that's what happens when you meddle in people's lives!
Monica: No it's not, b'cause she's still in love with Mike!
Monica: No, I called him. It's not gonna happen.
Monica: Well, if you hadn't meddled to start with, I wouldn't have had to go in there and meddle myself. Now, no matter how much we meddle, we will never be able to un-meddle the thing that you meddled up - in the first place!
[Scene: The restaurant. Chandler and Monica are sitting at a table]
Monica: I can't believe she's gonna say yes to David. She's clearly in love with Mike.
Monica: Oh my God, he's gonna do it now. Please, I cannot watch this, let's go.
Mike: Hi David. Chandler. Monica... (Looks at Monica, checking her big hair, aghast) Oh!
Monica: IT'S THE HUMIDITY!
David: That's fair, you've had a long trip. (he leaves his seat to Mike, and stands there looking for a chair. He finally goes to Monica and Chandler's table)
Monica: You're the most incredible woman I've ever met. How can I lose you? (Phoebe looks very flattered) Now, I don't actually have a ring...
Monica: (to everybody) BECAUSE OF OUR MEDDLING! Alright?
[Scene: Monica and Chandler's room. Monica and Chandler are in bed.]
Monica: I know (she snuggles to him)
Monica: The sun is out!
Monica: Ok listen, you go down to the pool and reserve the chairs, and I'll get the magazines and the lotion.
Monica: Damn it!
Rachel: All right! Well, uh... (to Monica) we're gonna hit the beach?
Monica: Yeah!
(Rachel, Joey and Chandler pat him on his shoulders and walk off, together with Monica)
[Scene: the hotel lobby. Monica, Phoebe, Chandler and Mike walk in from the outside.]
Monica: (her hair bigger then before) I can't believe it's raining again! Oh, it's so unfair!!!
(Monica, Phoebe, Chandler and Mike walk away, sipping their drinks)
Monica: So, what are we gonna do today?
Monica: (pleasantly surprised) Ping pong? (to Chandler) Honey, they have ping pong! Let's play!
Monica: (disappointed) Why not?
Monica: I'm not always that bad!
Monica: (hesitatingly) I punched you...?
Monica: ... Phoebe...?
Monica: I clunked your heads together!
[Scene: the hotel game room. There is a ping pong table in the middle of the room. Monica, Phoebe, Chandler and Mike walk in]
Monica: C'mon guys, it'll be fun!
Monica: But then how do we know who wins?
Monica: So, we're just four losers... SUPER!
Monica: (smiling) OK!
(Monica rolls her eyes)
Mike: (disbelieving) I think I will be all right! (to Monica) You wanna volley a bit for a serve?
Monica: Sure! Got to!
(Monica and Mike start to play ping pong. Mike scores)
Monica: Aww!
Monica: Hell, yeah!
Monica: How much were you thinking?
Monica: Make it fifty!
Monica: (nearly shouting) One thousand...
Monica: (going through her pockets) No... (to Chandler and Phoebe) Either of you girls got a quarter?
Phoebe: (picks up a coin from her bra) Monica, you call it.
Monica: Heads! No, Tails! He-he-heads!
Monica: (angry) Ow, what are the chances!
Monica: Ha! My point!
[Scene: the hotel game room. Monica and Mike are still playing ping pong]
Monica: Ooh! I'm sorry! I think, I THINK, that may have missed the table!
Monica: Ah, yeah!
Monica: Ah, yeaaah!
Monica: AH YEAAAAH!
Phoebe: (looking at Mike) Oh, yeah! (turning to Chandler) Are you telling me you... you're not even... a little turned on by Monica, right now?
(Chandler turns to look at Monica, who has the biggest hair ever, is flushed and in a sweat, and is decidedly sniffing her armpits)
Monica: Oh, damn it!
Monica: (threatening) Don't get too cocky! Remember I won the last one! Oh, by the way, how did that feel, losing to a girl?
Monica: NO, NO, NOOO!
Monica: Best out of three?
Monica: (to Mike) Serve the ball, chump!
Mike: (doing Monica and mumbling): Serve the ball, chump.
[Scene: game room, Monica and Mike are still playing ping pong]
(Chandler and Phoebe look bored to death. Monica scores and laughs)
Monica: No, I have just to have two more points to beat him!
Chandler: Monica, that was also true an hour ago! I mean, please, look at you! Your hand is blistered, you can barely stand, your hair is inexplicable! Ok, you've already proven you are just as good as he is, now we've missed our dinner reservations, so now let's just go upstairs, order room service, take a shower and shave your head!
Monica: I can't just walk away! I've put in four hours!
Monica: Look! You knew this about me when you married me! You agreed to take me in sickness and in health. Well, this is my sickness!
Monica: That's just good sense!
(they start playing again; suddenly Monica hits the table with her hand)
Monica: (in pain) Aww! (she holds her hand, moaning like she's biting back a scream)
Monica: No, no, no. Honey, I'm ok. Shake it off! (she shakes the wrist and it's more painful) Oh, no! No shaking, no shaking! Ooh! Ooh! (pause) Oh my God! I can't play!
Monica: I can't believe it! (pause) I lost!
Monica: What?
Monica: (to Chandler) Honey, you don't have to do this.
Monica: But... you suck!
Monica: Oh my God! You're good!
Monica: (to Chandler) Oh my God. That was so amazing! When did you (pause) Hold on! I almost forgot (she turns to Mike) loser! (back to Chandler) When did you stop sucking?
Monica: Why?
Monica: This is so great! Now we can enter into doubles tournaments!
Monica: No, sorry sweety..
Monica: No, sorry.
[Scene: Monica and Rachel's, Monica and Rachel are there.]
Monica: Ross, cough drops, please?
Monica: What? So you guys don't mind going out with someone else who's going out with someone else?
Monica: Okay, I have to get that. Now when I get back, I want you and your friends to be gone. Thanksgiving is over. The Vein has spoken.
Monica: Yeah! But, he can't not exactly see Emily, I mean that's his wife.
[Scene: Monica and Rachel's. Ross, Rachel, and Phoebe are there. Chandler enters.]
(Monica is drinking from the tap)
Monica: (entering) Phoebe? (Phoebe comes back into the living room) Oh, Phoebe, I'm so sorry. Have you been here long?
Joey: Please dont kick Monica and Rachel out, this wasnt there fault, it was mine.
Monica: Well, you're not working either.
Monica: I don't know.
Monica: Yeah, that'd be great! Thank you!
Chip: Amy Welch? Wow! I havent seen her since... So, Monica about ready?
[Monica enters]
Monica: Hey!
[Scene: The ladies' bathroom at the restaurant, Monica and Angela are talking.]
Monica: Okay.
Monica: No, that's not mine.
Monica: No. I hate this part.
Monica: Hey, don't say that! You got just as good a chance as anybody else of getting that job!
Monica: Um, and, well there's the.. the the small matter of...
Chandler, Monica, and Joey: Hey!!
Joey: I got it from Monica. She sold it to me for a very reasonable price.
(Monica takes of her walkman)
[Scene: Monica and Chandler's, Brenda is sweeping and Monica is sitting at the kitchen table.]
Monica: Phoebe, she sounded pretty upset to me.
Monica: What?
Ross: Monica, come on now. Let's go, baby coming.
Monica: Okay. So what do you.... you think she's faking?
Monica: Deal!
Monica: Doing great, the quiches are coming along.
Monica: Rachel, I have not missed one question the whole game. I own this game! Look at my hand. (Holds up her hand.)
Monica: What one? You wanted him to invite you to the party and he did it!
Monica: I'm gonna leave some cards here. Please think of us for you next event.
Monica: You know everything!! Oh wait, double or nothing. I bet you the baby is over seven pounds. (Phoebe isnt interested.) I bet you it has hair. (Shes still not interested.) I bet you its a girl.
Monica: Can you go any faster with that?
MONICA: Woo-hoo, stuud!
Monica: Well, what do you think of Mike and Chandler being in a car accident?
Monica: It's so good, isn't it?
Monica: Oh, that's great! Congratulations!
Monica: Um, okay, here it goes. I'm not 22. I'm, I'm 25... and thirteen months.
Joey: Oh, man, she loved it! She's over there showing Monica and Rachel right now.
Monica: Sixty guests.
Monica: I was trying to help out a squirrel.
Monica: No?
Phoebe: And... moment's over! (Rachel, Joey and Chandler all turn and look disapprovingly towards Monica but she just shrugs it off) So, ok, uh, I can forget that. I can forget that and uhm... (she's flipping cards skipping half of them) Oh this is funny! Oh, but you need to know that to... that, to... Oh, ok, well, uhm, I (Monica is miming CUT). Ok, ok, I, ok, I.... MONICA I CAN'T DO IT LIKE THIS! THIS IS MY WEDDING! OKAY, I DON'T WANT THIS (she mimes Monica's when she was twirling her hands) OR THIS (she taps her watch) OR THIS (she mimes CUT) OK? I JUST WANTED A SIMPLE WEDDING! WHERE MY FIANCEE CAN GO TO THE BATHROOM ANYTIME HE WANTS! (pause) You know what? You're done.
Monica: Hi. Uh, you... you don't know me, I'm Monica Geller... Ross's sister.
Monica: No! Steady as a rock! Now, are you with me.
Monica: Oh, I know, I never wear fake ones. I just did it so my Mom wouldnt give me grief about me biting them.
Monica: Ours is so much better! This living room is smaller, the dining room looks like a cave! What a hole!
Monica and Ross: Scuse us
Monica: What the hell is this? (holding up the check)
Monica: Oh man! I did it again!
Monica: Yeah!
(She throws the paper at him, misses and hits Monicas door, they all jump back at the sound.)
Monica: Of course not. I mean gosh, Chandler what you did, it's, it's a wonderful thing and I really appreciate it. I know I have this weird thing where I want everything to be in the perfect place, but I'd never expect you to worry about that.
Monica: Come on!
Monica: Jeffery.
Ross: Oh, is it? Is it? Look, when Monica and I were kids, we had a dog named Rover. And, uh, one day, my dad decides, he doesn't like dogs. So Monica and her friend Phyllis take away the dog. And that was the last time we ever saw him. Don't you see? This is just like that. Only with a few details changed.
[Monica enters carrying food that's been delivered]
Rachel: (to Monica and Phoebe) Oh my God, you guys, what am I doing? What am I doing? This is so un-me!
Joey: Hey-hey dancer girl! Can I go to the bathroom? I just.. (The girl starts dancing really close to him, so he picks her up, twirls her round, and puts her against a platform) Here we go. (He walks away to find Monica and Ross doing a really out of place dance) Looking good Gellers!
MONICA: I'm at work, ordinary day, you know, chop chop chop, sauti, sauti, sauti. All of a sudden, Leon, the manager, calls me into his office. It turns out they fired the head lunch chef, and guess who got the job.
[Scene: Monica and Rachel's, Rachel is trying to take some aspirin.]
Monica: Phoebe, Ross sucks!
Monica: Oh, what a great argument, exhaling! All right, y'know what, Ill prove it to you, okay. Ill trade you Joey for Rachel, and Ill still win the game.
Phoebe: Well alright, looks like you guys have got it under control so Im just gonna go. (She gets up and Rachel looks at her, upset, and Monica just stares.) No! Really? Misery really does love company. All right! (She sits back down.)
Monica: Okay. Umm, Phoebe, you suck too.
Monica: (to Phoebe) Hey, arent you up next?
(Rachel and Monica look at each other, and agree on something without saying anything.)
[Scene: Monica and Rachel's, The entire gang is there.]
Monica: Are you serious?
Monica: I remember you did.
Ross: Correct. In what part of her body did Monica get a pencil stuck at age 14?
Monica: (removing ear plugs) What?
Monica: All right, eight we get married, but 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 9, 10, 11, 12 we dont get married.
Monica: Oh really, so that hysterical phone call I got from a woman at sobbing 3:00 A.M., "I'll never have grandchildren, I'll never have grandchildren." was what? A wrong number?
Monica: All right, big brother. (holds up two erm revealing articles of clothing) Which of these do you think would make your little sister look hotter, so your best friend would want to do her?
Pete: Yeah. Monica, I want you there in the front row when I win. I want you close enough to smell the blood. What do you think?
Monica: (joining him and taking the taco shells) You know that? You don't want to spoil your appetite.
Monica: Yes!!
Monica: Bye! (to Chandler) Ten bucks says, I never see that woman again in my life.
Monica: Hes not boring! Hes just-hes just low key.
Chandler: Okay. (to Monica) Its a racecar.
Monica: Oh my God! You still have the Chipper!
Monica: Hey, how did it go with Mike, is he gonna let you keep the painting?
[Cut to Monica and Rachels apartment as Rachel returns in tears.]
Monica: I hadn't! Photo 152 was a prototype.
Monica: We havent eaten yet!
(Monica looks at Rachel, who gives her the thumbs up.)
[Scene: The Gellers Kitchen, Monica and Phoebe are still cooking.]
Monica: You look great too.
Monica: So how does it look?
MONICA: Then I won't have to kill you.
Monica: No way!
Monica: (disappointed) Oh.
Monica: (happy) Oh.
Monica: I know.