words in movies
Rachel: I overheard you guys on the phone the other day, and you said, "I'll just tell Rachel that I'm doing laundry for a couple of hours." And he said, "Laundry? Is that my new nickname?" And you said, "No! You know what your nickname is, Mr. Big."
Monica: Well, if you had kept listening, you-you would have heard me call him Mr. Big (Thinks) ot.
Monica: Mr. Bigot. He tells the most racist jokes.
MR. HECKLES: You're stomping. It's disturbing my birds.
Mr. Geller: Well Judy, you did it! She's finally full!
Mr. Heckles: He told me in person.
Phoebe: (reading the slip of paper) Wow! (In a sultry voice) Hello, Mr. Chandler.
Mr. Geller: Wow, love your new nose!
MR. GREENE: Oh hello Ross, where have you been?
Mr. Geller: I wanna be buried at sea, it looks like fun.
(They walk to the table, but Rachel suddenly gasps. Sitting there is mr Zellner, her boss from her current job at Ralph Lauren.)
Mr. Geller: (To Chandler) God, your hair sure is different!
CHANDLER: Hey I didn't kill your fish. Look Eddie...[puts his hand on Eddie's shoulder] Would you look at what I'm doin' here. That can't be smart. So we're just gonna take this guy right off ya and put him here in Mr. Pocket. Tangellon? [picks up the fruit an tosses it to Eddie, it hits Eddie in the chest and falls]
Mr. Geller: Dude!
Mr. Geller: C'mon, you'll make a day of it! You'll rent a boat, pack a lunch...
MR. GELLER: Who's drink can I freshen?
Mr. Burgin: Youll wear that. Well be eating, and of course, youll be wearing that.
Mr. Waltham: Terribly nice of you to offer to pay for half the wedding. (He hand a multipage bill to Jack.)
ROSS: Alright, alright, here's the chance. Monica give him cash, Rachel give him your earrings. Something, now, anything. MONICA: No, I will not cave. RACHEL: Yeah, I'm with Mon. ROSS: Alright, alright, you know how you say I never seize the day? Well, alright, even though he's your super, I'm seizing. [approaches Mr. Treeger] Mr. Treeger, here is 50 bucks, merry Christmas. [Gives him the cash.]
MR. GELLER: What? I'm kidding. You know I'd never let him touch the Porsche.
Mr. Zelner: (Sees that she has some ink on her lip from her pen.) Oh Rachel, uhh (He points to his lip to get her to notice the ink on hers.)
MR. GELLER: That's impossible, he's got a twinkie in the city.
JOEY: See after the scene, Mr. Beatty comes up to me and says 'good actor, bad kisser'. Can you believe that, me not a good kisser, that's like, like Mother Theresa, not a good mother.
Mr. Geller: All right, enough! I dont want to hear about it anymore! (Under his breath) Good luck, Chandler. (Chandler takes another drink.)
PHOEBE: Sparkly. So, wow, this is pretty wonerful, huh. Mr. major capades guy. I, I remember when you were just, like, King Friday in Mr. Roger's Ice is Nice.
Mr. Geller: Well I dont know, I-I suppose we may have favored you unconsciously, you were a medical marvel! The doctor said your mother could
MR. GREENE:Alright, alright, I can get my own coat.
Ross: I see... Thanks very much. (he gets up and walks to the door. On his way out he looks at the photographs Mr Zelner has near his door. He picks one up.) Is this your son?
Mr. Waltham: (entering) Rachel! Could I have a moment?
Phoebe: Mr. President.
Mr. Geller: Well, the white seems to be untouched. (He throws it back into the box as Mr. Geller moves a tarp and makes a discovery.) Uh-oh.
Mr. Geller: Well, I dont know whats in the boxes down here, but I do know there are six or seven Easy Bake Ovens in the attic.
Mr. Zelner: Hi Rachel!
Mr. Zelner: It's really nice to see you again.
Mr. Zelner: Just ah (He points again.)
Mr. Zelner: Yes!
Mr. Zelner: Zelner.
Mr. Zelner: Um-hmm.
Mr. Geller: This bill for my half of the wedding. its insane.
(We hear the backup horn of a truck and see through the window that the Mr. Bowmont has arrived.)
Ross: You dont want to believe me, Im Mr. Funny to you. Mr. Funny (turns around and almost spills his coffee on Tommy)
Mr. Burgin: Well, were starving, why dont we all go get something to eat?
Mr Zelner: Wow, that is tempting.
Mr. Tribbiani: Just for a coupla days. I got a job midtown. I figure I'm better off staying with the kid than hauling my ass back and forth on the ferry. (Sees Roger) I don't know this one.
[Scene: The Gellers Garage, Mr. Geller and Ross are finishing up recreating Monicas memories as Monica enters.]
Joey: Oh what? Like your Mr. Cop!
Mr. Geller: Are you kidding me, I could stay and look at her forever.
Mr. Heckles: What about it?
Mr. Heckles: I don't have a monkey.
[Camera pans to the Geller family table. Ross, Rachel, Mr. and Mrs. Geller are there.]
Mr. Zelner: That's quite all right, but I feel obligated to tell you that this meeting is being videotaped.
Mr. Zelner: Here let me (He goes to wipe it off himself.)
ROSS: [pulls the cigarette off his upper lip and hands it to Mr. Greene] Yeah, yes it is, I was just moistening the tip.
Chandler: (on phone) Hey Mr. Kostelic! How's life on the fifteenth floor? (Listens) Yeah, I miss you too. (Listens) Yeah, it's a lot less satisfying to steal pens from your own home, you know? (Listens) Well, that's very generous (Listens) er, but look, this isn't about the money. I need something that's more than a job. I need something I can really care about.... (Listens) And that's on top of the yearly bonus structure you mentioned earlier? (Listens) Look, Al, Al... I'm not playing hardball here, OK? This is not a negotiation, this is a rejection! (Listens) No! No! No, stop saying numbers! I'm telling you, you've got the wrong guy! You've got the wrong guy! (Listens) I'll see you on Monday! (slams the phone down)
Ross: Hey, howd the date go with Mr. Millionaire?
Mr. Waltham: All right, Ill tell her. (To his wife) Come on bugger face!
Mr. Geller: What? Dr. Wilson's an artist! He removed my mole cluster. Wanna see? (He starts to show her as the doorbell rings.)
MR. GREENE: ...and you sand it and you varnish it...
Joey: Thank you. Cha-ching! (Chandler starts to leave) Oh, well hello Mr. Lincoln. Better luck next time buddy. (Chandler leaves and closes the door) And the drinks are on me!
Ross: and it was Ernst Muhlbrat who first hypothesized that the Velociraptor would expand its collar and emit a high pitched noise to frighten its predator. (A student raises his hand.) Yes Mr. Lewis?
Rachel: Well, hello, Mr. Rachel! (Throws some more rice.)
Mr. Geller: Its older than that. Ross was actually conceived right near this tuxedo.
MR. BOYLE: All right, there was none. Let's talk signing. You be noisy girl number one, you be noisy girl number two.
Chandler: Oh, yeah, easy for you to say, you don't have to walk around sporting some reject from the Mr. T collection. [Joey walks in behind Chandler]
Mr. Waltham: Rachel, one of your customers seems to have left his billfold. A Joshua Bergen.
Mr. Treeger:: Ahh, thanks but no. You see I-I think Im ready to dance with girls.
Mr.Heckles: Youre doing it again.
MR. HECKLES: Thank you. I'm going to rejoin my dinner party.
Mr. Geller: Monica, all this food looks wonderful, you should think about doing this for a living.
[Monica jumps in the shower. Right after Mrs. Geller enters the bathroom, Mr. Geller peeks his head in.]
MR. DOUGLAS: I have a family, I'm gonna be here.
Mr. Geller: Hi!
Mr. Geller: My joke wasnt funny.
Mr. Geller: (angry) No.
(inside Chandlers apartment, Chandler is coming in from his bedroom, sees Mr. Heckles, and screams.)
Mr. Geller: Whats the matter with him?
Mr. and Mrs. Geller: Yes. (They look at Chandler angrily.)
Mr. and Mrs. Geller: What?!
Mr. Geller: No, the man is a mess.
Phoebe: Rach, Rach, I just remembered. I had a dream about Mr. Geller last night.
Mr. Geller: What happened son?
Mr. Geller: And we kinda figured about the porch swing.
Rachel: Well, hello, Mr. Rachel! (Throws some more rice.)
[Cut to the roof, where Joey and Mr. Treeger are dancing happily to ^Night and Day^.]
[Scene: Mr. Ratstatter's office. Monica is there.]
Monica: (on phone) Awww, y'know what your nickname is, Mr. Big
MR. GELLER: C'mon kid, let's go.
Jill: Oh, Mr. Scientist has to get all technical!
MR. TREEGER: No can do, like I told the girl, I can't get a new knob until Thursday.
Phoebe: Sounds like somebody wants to be Mr. Pizza Delivery Girl.
LITTLE BULLY: Us, what about you guys? Man you really, bing, gave it to old Mr. Clean back there. He was a big guy.
[Scene: Joey's apartment. Joey and Sandy are sitting at the kitchen counter. Joey is holding mr. Wigglemunch, and Sandy holds the Grumpus.]
Mr. Waltham: Excuse me, Im standing right here!
Mr. Zelner: Come on in.
CHANDLER: Oh, yeah, easy for you to say, you don't have to walk around sporting some reject from the Mr. T collection. [Joey walks in behind Chandler]
Mr. Geller: Well, its time for a new family to start their memories here and hopefully their check will clear before they find the crack in the foundation and the asbestos in the ceiling.
Mr. Geller: Everyone thinks they know me. Everyone says 'Jack Geller, so predictable'. Maybe after I'm gone, they'll say 'Buried at sea! Huh!'.
Mr. Oberblau: I'm just saying, I have a cabin in the Adirondacks if you ever want to get away from the city, well, that'd be (pause) just nifty!
Mrs. Geller: (To Mr. Geller) This is worse than when he married the lesbian.
MR. GELLER: When did I say that?
MR. GREENE: I have to be heading to my chateau, thank you.
Rachel: (chasing after him) Oh, wait! Sorry, Mr. Paul? Mr. Paul?
Ross: Of course, of course, Mr. Stevens.