words in movies
Mr. Geller: Hi!
Chandler: Mr. and Mrs. Geller, you look wonderful, it is great to have you hear, let us take off your coats!
Mr. Geller: (angry) No.
[Time lapse. The gang is sitting down for Thanksgiving dinner. Chandler is at the head of the table, Mr and Mrs Geller are to his right. Joey and Ross are to his left. Monica is serving things. Phoebe is in the living room and Rachel is at the sink.]
Mr. Geller: Monica, all this food looks wonderful, you should think about doing this for a living.
Mr. Geller: Ok, I have dandruff. Theres no need to laugh and point.
Mr. Geller: My joke wasnt funny.
Phoebe: Rach, Rach, I just remembered. I had a dream about Mr. Geller last night.
Mr. Geller: I always thought that too. Tell me, what does your father do?
Mr. Geller: Whats the matter with him?
Mr. Geller: (also lying) Ill help you dial.
Mr. Geller: Boy, Im glad I wore the big belt today.
Mr. and Mrs. Geller: What?!
Mr. and Mrs. Geller: Yes. (They look at Chandler angrily.)
Mr. Geller: And we kinda figured about the porch swing.
Mr. Geller: What happened son?
Mr. Geller: No! Thank you! (Hugs Chandler) Monica, and Ross! I dont know what Im gonna do about the two of you!
Mr. Heckles: Saw Regis Philbin once...
Joey: No way! Mr.Salty is a sailor, all right, he's got to be, like, thetoughest snack there is.
MR. GREENE: Scotch.
MR. GELLER: Judy, Judy, relax, this is our little harmonica we're talking about. We taught her well. Ten percent of your paycheck, where does it go?
MR. GREENE: Neat.
MR. GREENE: Get my glasses too.
MR. GREENE: You work and you work and you work on a boat...
MR. GREENE: To get my coat.
MR. BOYLE: All right, kids. Here's the deal. According to my client's will, he wants to leave all his earthly possessions to "the noisy girls in the apartment above mine".
MR A: Well, I don't know what to tell you dear. The only thing I can think of is that she always used to say that before she died, she wanted to see everything.
MR. DOUGLAS: Rough numbers?
Chandler: All right fine, don't do anything, just sit here and talk to us, meanwhile she is talking to him about you. And he's being Mr. Joe Sensitive, and she starts thinking 'Maybe this is the guy for me, because he understands me.'
JOEY: Hey. Mr. Douglas is looking for you.
Monica: (entering with everyone else including Mr. Geller) Hi! Hey look whos here!
MR. GREENE: It's not a game Ross, a woman died on my table today.
MR. WINEBURG: Rachel!
RACHEL: Oh hi, Mr. Wineburg, hi Mrs. Wineburg.
MR. WINEBURG: Stay well.
Mr. Tribbiani: Hey, hey. Good to meet you, Roger.
MR. GREENE: Thank you. Is that one of my cigarettes?
ROSS: Ok. Here's his diaper bag, and his uh, Mr. Winky, and uh...oh, him. Hi!
MR. GELLER: Oh, Judy. Oh, Judy.
Mr. Geller: I saw Richard.
Mr. Geller: Maybe.
Mr. Geller: You don't wanna know.
Mr. Geller: No.
Mike: (puts on a fake smile) Where else would lame Mr. No Balls hide it? (he takes the ring from the cake, and cleans it with a napkin)
MR. GELLER: Well, c'mon. Don't ya want to find out?
Mr. Geller: Oh, I'm not falling for that one!
Chandler: Mr. D, hows it going, sir?
Mr. Geller: Look, there are people like Ross who need to shoot for the stars, with his museum, and his papers getting published. Other people are satisfied with staying where they are- I'm telling you, these are the people who never get cancer.
ROSS: Yes. [pulls them off and hands them to Mr. Greene] I was just warming up the earpieces for you.
Mr. Geller: So you don't wanna go to Williamsburg?
Mr. Heckles: Well, Im going to go into my new apartment now. (goes over to the door and opens it) Ehh! (Eric leaves)
Mr. Geller: She may have died.
(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.)
Student: Hey, Mr. Trib.
MR. GREENE: Are you wearing my glasses?
CHANDLER: Yeah, jus' second. Good-bye Mr. Heckles. We'll try to keep it down.
Mr. Heckles: I could play the oboe!
Mr. Geller: Kids, I spoke to a doctor and picked up this pamphlets on how to get pregnant. (He slides them under the door.)
Mr. Heckles: Im Chandlers new roommate.
MR. DOUGLAS: Have the final numbers on my desk by Tuesday.
Rachel: Oh thank you so much Mr. Kaplan, thank you so much.
Rachel: (jumping up from reading her magazine) Yeah, right away Mr. Kaplan.
Mr. Geller: Your mother just added him to her list.
Mr. Tribbiani: Joe, your dad's in love big time. And the worst part of it is, it's with two different women.
Mr. Heckles: Mmm. Bob Buttons. Here, Bob Buttons.
Rachel: (on the phone) Monica, Im quitting! I just helped an 81 year old woman put on a thong and she didnt even buy it! (Pause) Im telling you Im quitting! Thats it! Im talking to my boss right now! (Pause) Yes I am! (Pause) Yes I am! Yes I am! Yes I am! Yes I am! Yes I am! Okay bye, call me when you get this message. (Hangs up as her boss, Mr. Waltham, walks in.) Oh! Mr. Waltham, I ah really need to talk to you.
Monica: Mr. Bigot. He tells the most racist jokes.
Mr. Geller: Oh my God! This is so exciting! Well, get back in there! (Points to the closet) Ill guard the door!
Phoebe: Oh please! Just before when you were asleep in the lounge! That Armenian family was watching you instead of the TV. Oh, that reminds me. That Mr. Hasmeje still has my Gameboy.
Mr. Kaplan: Eh.
Mr. Kaplan: Come on over here, sweetheart. (they walk over to a storage closet)
Mr. Geller: Well, I just wanted to make sure you were okay.
Mr. Geller: So, I think youre boxes are over here. (They walk over to them.)
Mr. Geller: We're looking into it.
[Scene: Monica and Rachel's apartment. Mr. and Mrs. Geller are watching tennis on TV, Monica is sitting at the table]
Mr. Tribbiani: Of course, course one of 'em's Ma. What's the matter with you.
MR. WINEBURG: I tell ya a lot things!
Mr. Douglas: Not you. Relax. Ever have to fire anyone?
Mr. Zelner: May I help you?
Mr. Geller: Eat your fish.
MR. TREEGER: Oh wow, I didn't get you anything. Here's five back.
Mr. Treeger: Then I made the mistake of turning off the TV, I never got it back again. And Im sad. (Exits.)
MR. GELLER: It is off.
ROSS: Hey, tell me again, what do I do when Mr. Roper calls?
Mr. Kaplan: Well, dont think I havent noticed your potential. Well, Ive got a project for you thats a lot more related to fashion. How does that sound?
MR. WINEBURG: It's so wonderful to see you again, my dear, in fact I hardly expected to see so much.
Rachel: (worried and shocked) Yeah, sure Mr. Zelner, for you anythingminute. Okay. Fine. (To Tag) Abort the plan, abort the plan. (She start to usher Tag out.)
MR. GREENE: ...and the bansai's and the chiuaua...
MR. GREENE: I'm getting my cigarettes out of my jacket.
MR. GREENE: ...and her yoga and her Bridges of Madison County...
Mr. Tribbiani: Gotta go. I miss you too, I love you, but it's getting real late now
Mr. Waltham: Sorry old boy, sorry. Sorry. Sorry. (Them all walk away. As he leaves he mutters to Jack.) I could kill you with my thumb, you know.
Rachels Boss: Now Mr. Kaplan Sr. likes his coffee strong, so your gonna use two bags instead of one, see. Now pay attention, cause this parts tricky, see some people use filters just once.
Monica: Mr. Heckles, our friend lost a monkey. Have you seen it?
[Scene: The Hospital, Mr. and Mrs. Geller are there, along with Aunt Lillian. Ross and Monica enter and everyone says hi and kisses.)
Mr. Douglas: I see. I guess you never really know whats goin on inside a persons head.
Mr. Treeger:: Oh yeah, of course you dont!
Rachel: Oh! Hey, Mr. Treeger.
Mr. Treeger:: Hey.
Mr. Treeger:: What are you doing?
Mr. Treeger:: What?
[Cut to later, Joey is returning from talking to Mr. Treeger.]
Mr. Treeger:: And tell him what?
Joey: (To Mr. Treeger) So you ah, ready for our last practice?
MR. GELLER: A woman in my office is a lesiban. I'm just saying.
[Scene: Mr. Treegers apartment, Joey is there to suck up.]
Mr. Treeger:: Yeah!
Mr. Treeger:: Yeah, Ive got something you can do.
(Suddenly, Phoebes boss, Mrs. Potter, and a client, Mr. Simon, enters.)
Mr. Treeger:: Yeah.
Mr. Treeger:: Yeah.
Mr. Treeger:: Thank you, listen, thanks a lot Tribbiani, (checks watch). Oh my God, look at the time, I gotta catch the bus to the ball.
Mr. Treeger:: Ahhhh! Im sorry!
Mr. Treeger:: Yeah, you could dance real good with her, shes the same size as me.
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.
Mr. Thompson: I think it was valued at 19,000
Ross: Mr. Morse I need to talk to you about your mid-term exam, Im afraid I-I had to fail you.