words in movies
[Scene: Ralph Lauren. Mr Zelner's office. Ross knocks on the door and enters.]
Mr Zelner: Oh right, uhm, Don?
Mr Zelner: Uh... What can I do for you?
Mr Zelner: Ah, did she ask you to come here and do this?
Mr Zelner: Wow, that is tempting.
Mr Zelner: She is good!
Mr Zelner: But I'm sorry. There's nothing I can do... Ah, it's not true, there is... nothing I want to do.
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 Zelner: Yeah, his name is Ross. (Ross looks very surprised) What?
Mr Zelner: Yeah, they're all he talks about, why?
Ross: How would he like to come with me to the Museum of Natural History after everyone else has left, just the two of us, and he can touch anything he wants. (Mr. Zellner looks shocked). I just heard it as you must have heard it and that’s not good. Let me start again. I’m a paleontologist, you’ll be there with us and the touching refers only to bones… fossils!
Mr Zelner: You can really arrange that?
Mr Zelner: Well, I guess having Rachel back wouldn’t be the worst thing in the world.
Mr Zelner: That’s great. I worry about little Ross. He’s always reading, he's collecting rocks and he’s obsessed with dinosaurs.
[Scene: Mr. Zellner's office. There is a knock on the door.]
Ross: (enters) It's me. Ron. (Mr. Zellner looks annoyed) Look, I um, I now Rachel turned you down but I think there is a way you might be able to get her to come back.
Mr Zelner: This may surprise you, but re-hiring fired employees, is not my main job.
Mr Zelner: (obviously amused) Not good, Ron.
Mr Zelner: (Takes a long look at the egg while he considers it) Wow, that's pretty cool (Takes the egg from Ross)
Mr Zelner: Okay, you got it.
Mr Zelner: This is gonna make me very popular.
Mr Zelner: (looks at Ross, for a long moment, confused) I meant with my son.
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. Geller: So, I think youre boxes are over here. (They walk over to them.)
Mr. Geller: Well, I just wanted to make sure you were okay.
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. WINEBURG: I tell ya a lot things!
Mr. Tribbiani: Of course, course one of 'em's Ma. What's the matter with you.
Mr. Zelner: May I help you?
Mr. Douglas: Not you. Relax. Ever have to fire anyone?
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.
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?
ROSS: Hey, tell me again, what do I do when Mr. Roper calls?
MR. WINEBURG: It's so wonderful to see you again, my dear, in fact I hardly expected to see so much.
Mr. Tribbiani: Gotta go. I miss you too, I love you, but it's getting real late now
MR. GREENE: ...and the bansai's and the chiuaua...
MR. GREENE: I'm getting my cigarettes out of my jacket.
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.
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 her yoga and her Bridges of Madison County...
Mr. Douglas: I see. I guess you never really know whats goin on inside a persons head.
[Scene: The Hospital, Mr. and Mrs. Geller are there, along with Aunt Lillian. Ross and Monica enter and everyone says hi and kisses.)
Monica: Mr. Heckles, our friend lost a monkey. Have you seen it?
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.
Mr. Treeger:: What?
Mr. Treeger:: Oh yeah, of course you dont!
Mr. Treeger:: What are you doing?
Mr. Treeger:: And tell him what?
[Cut to later, Joey is returning from talking to Mr. Treeger.]
[Scene: Mr. Treegers apartment, Joey is there to suck up.]
Rachel: Oh! Hey, Mr. Treeger.
Mr. Treeger:: Hey.
MR. GELLER: A woman in my office is a lesiban. I'm just saying.
(Suddenly, Phoebes boss, Mrs. Potter, and a client, Mr. Simon, enters.)
Mr. Treeger:: Yeah, Ive got something you can do.
Mr. Treeger:: Yeah!
Mr. Treeger:: Yeah, you could dance real good with her, shes the same size as me.
Mr. Treeger:: Yeah.
Mr. Treeger:: Yeah.
Joey: (To Mr. Treeger) So you ah, ready for our last practice?
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. 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.
Mr. Treeger:: Ahhhh! Im sorry!
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. GREENE: I'll never remember all of that. So uh, what's the deal? Rachel comes home, people pop out and yell stuff, is that it?
Mr. Treeger:: You have pets!
Receptionist: Welcome to the Chestnut Inn Mr. Bing, so where are you joining from?
Mr. Simon: Why wasnt I offered that? Id definitely pay more for that.
Mr. Heckles: I left a Belgian waffle out here, did you take it?
Phoebe: You know, now you're more like, you know like, "Mr. Caring Boss," "Mr.", you know, "I'm one of you, Boss," "Mr., I wanna be your buddy, Boss Man Bing!"
Mr. Treeger:: You want me to kick you guys out instead?
Mr. Treeger:: Yeah. Well maybe you have heard about the Rent Stabilization Act of 1968!
Mr. Geller: Well, he's doing terrible!
Mr. Heckles: Potassium.
MR. GELLER: C'mon Rich, it's my birthday, let me live vicariously.
CHANDLER: Why? Wh- wh- why is Mr. Douglas looking for me?
MR. GREENE: I think I need a drink.
Mr. Treeger:: Can you be my dancing partner?
MR. GREENE: No no no, no no no, neat, as in no rocks.
JOEY: Thanks for coming Mrs. Greene. [grabs her and kisses her to distract her. She goes limp in his arms. Mr. Greene leaves.] Well, ok, you take care.
Mr. Geller: I tell you one thing, I wouldn't mind having a piece of this sun-dried tomato business. Five years ago, if somebody had said to me, here's a tomato that looks like a prune, I'd say "get out of my office!"
Mr. Treeger:: Hey Duck, is Chick here?
Mr. Douglas: Thats unbelievable.
Mr. Treeger:: Huh, I wouldve thought it was the other way around.
Mr. Geller: And you tell him no one takes advantage of the Gellers.
Mr. Geller: So, how are you doing?
Ross: Mr. Dickens gets to pick 'em.
Mr. Geller: I didnt even have a chance to act as though Im okay with it!
Mr. Waltham: Oh, good.
Mr. Waltham: Good morning.
Mr. Waltham: Ohh! Yes of course, thank you, thank you, thank you so very much.
Mr. Waltham: Will you call him?
Mr. Geller: (To Ross) Do you remember the Ludwins? The big one had a thing for you, didn't she?
Rachel: (stopping him) Hey-whoa-whoa-whoa!! Ho-ho-hold on a sec there, Mr. Kissey! Y'know, I've been meaning to talk to you about this whole, little, new European thing you got going on, and I just need to tell you that it makes me very uncomfortable and I justy'knowstop it!
Mr. Geller: I'm not gonna tell you what they spent on that wedding... but forty thousand dollars is a lot of money!
Mr. Waltham: For you and Emily, tonight, Die Fledermaus.
Ross: I just wanna clarify this: are you outing Mr. Peanut?
[Scene: Garbage room: Mr. Treeger is unclogging the trash chute as Rachel enters.]
Mr. Treeger:: No, I ahh, had another idea.
Mr. Treeger: Ohhh, man!!
Mr. Treeger: What in the name of hell?
Mr. Heckles: I could be Chandlers new roommate.
MR. GREENE: Alright, that sounds like a two person job. [they walk into Rachel's bedroom]
[Scene: The Bing household, Mr. and Mrs. Bing and Young Chandler are eating Thanksgiving dinner as a housekeeper serves them.]
The Housekeeper: More turkey Mr. Chandler? (And he makes eyes at him.)
Mr. Burgin: France sucks!
Chandler: Really? Worse than, "More turkey Mr. Chandler?"
Mr. Burgin: Yep, sucks!
Mr. Burgin: Hi.
MR A: Oh, no, please, I spent most of mid-morning trying to stand up. Now uh, what can I do for you, my dear?
JOEY: This company was not built on rough numbers. Am I right Mr. Douglas.
ROSS: Excuse me, I'm seizing. Mr. Treeger, here's another 50, happy Hanukkah. Will uh, will this help with the knob getting?
Mr. Burgin: So, have you kids eaten yet?
Phoebe: No, no, Mr. Heckles no one is making any noise up here.
MR. HECKLES: You're doing it again.
Mr. Burgin: So We go eat.
Mr. Treeger: (coming in from the bathroom) Whoa, hey, that ladys all kinds of naked.