words in movies
Paul: I usually prefer Elizabeths boyfriends to address me as Mr. Stevens.
Ross: Of course, of course, Mr. Stevens.
Ross: Oh God, thank you! (Runs and gives all of them a group hug.) Umm, uh, Mr. Stevens Id like you to meet my friends uh, this is Phoebe, Monica, and Chandler.
Chandler: Theres a Mr. Bing!
Rachel: (chasing after him) Oh, wait! Sorry, Mr. Paul? Mr. Paul?
Paul: Yeah Ross its okay, its me, Mr. Stevens.
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.)
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."
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.
Ross: You dont want to believe me, Im Mr. Funny to you. Mr. Funny (turns around and almost spills his coffee on Tommy)
Mr. Zelner: Zelner.
Mr. Zelner: Um-hmm.
(We hear the backup horn of a truck and see through the window that the Mr. Bowmont has arrived.)
Mr. Zelner: Just ah (He points again.)
Mr. Zelner: Yes!
[Scene: The Gellers Garage, Mr. Geller and Ross are finishing up recreating Monicas memories as Monica enters.]
Mr. Geller: This bill for my half of the wedding. its insane.
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.
Joey: Oh what? Like your Mr. Cop!
Mr. Geller: Are you kidding me, I could stay and look at her forever.
Mr. Burgin: Well, were starving, why dont we all go get something to eat?
Mr. Heckles: I don't have a monkey.
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)
Mr. Heckles: What about it?
[Camera pans to the Geller family table. Ross, Rachel, Mr. and Mrs. Geller are there.]
ROSS: [pulls the cigarette off his upper lip and hands it to Mr. Greene] Yeah, yes it is, I was just moistening the tip.
Mr. Zelner: Here let me (He goes to wipe it off himself.)
Mr. Waltham: All right, Ill tell her. (To his wife) Come on bugger face!
Ross: Hey, howd the date go with Mr. Millionaire?
MR. GREENE: ...and you sand it and you varnish it...
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. Zelner: That's quite all right, but I feel obligated to tell you that this meeting is being videotaped.
Mr. Treeger:: Ahh, thanks but no. You see I-I think Im ready to dance with girls.
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!
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. Geller: Its older than that. Ross was actually conceived right near this tuxedo.
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]
Monica: Well, if you had kept listening, you-you would have heard me call him Mr. Big (Thinks) ot.
Mr. Waltham: Rachel, one of your customers seems to have left his billfold. A Joshua Bergen.
Mr. Geller: Hi!
MR. HECKLES: Thank you. I'm going to rejoin my dinner party.
Mr. Geller: My joke wasnt funny.
Mr.Heckles: Youre doing it again.
MR. BOYLE: All right, there was none. Let's talk signing. You be noisy girl number one, you be noisy girl number two.
MR. DOUGLAS: I have a family, I'm gonna be here.
[Monica jumps in the shower. Right after Mrs. Geller enters the bathroom, Mr. Geller peeks his head in.]
Mr. Geller: Monica, all this food looks wonderful, you should think about doing this for a living.
Mr. Geller: (angry) No.
Phoebe: Rach, Rach, I just remembered. I had a dream about Mr. Geller last night.
Rachel: Well, hello, Mr. Rachel! (Throws some more rice.)
Mr. and Mrs. Geller: Yes. (They look at Chandler angrily.)
Mr. and Mrs. Geller: What?!
Mr. Geller: Whats the matter with him?
Mr. Geller: What happened son?
Mr. Geller: And we kinda figured about the porch swing.
Mr. Geller: No, the man is a mess.
[Cut to the roof, where Joey and Mr. Treeger are dancing happily to ^Night and Day^.]
Phoebe: Sounds like somebody wants to be Mr. Pizza Delivery Girl.
(inside Chandlers apartment, Chandler is coming in from his bedroom, sees Mr. Heckles, and screams.)
MR. GELLER: C'mon kid, let's go.
[Scene: Mr. Ratstatter's office. Monica is there.]
Monica: (on phone) Awww, y'know what your nickname is, Mr. Big
MR. TREEGER: No can do, like I told the girl, I can't get a new knob until Thursday.
Mr. Zelner: Come on in.
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.]
Jill: Oh, Mr. Scientist has to get all technical!
Mr. Waltham: Excuse me, Im standing right here!
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: When did I say that?
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!
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!'.
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: No! Thank you! (Hugs Chandler) Monica, and Ross! I dont know what Im gonna do about the two of you!
Mrs. Geller: (To Mr. Geller) This is worse than when he married the lesbian.
Ross: Well we-we dont know for sure. But in my head it-it sounded something like this. (He makes a high pitched noise and Alan doesnt know what to make of it.) Of course, this is just conjecture. Okay, thats uh, thats all for today. (Everyone starts to get up.) Uh Mr. Morse, can I see you for a moment?
MR. GREENE: I have to be heading to my chateau, thank you.
Mr. Geller: I always thought that too. Tell me, what does your father do?
Mr. Waltham: You spend half your life in the bathroom, why dont you ever go out the bloody window!
Rachel: Ohh, its Joshua invited me to this fancy club opening tonight. But, I already told Mr. Waltham that I would take his niece to this dumb old opera. So What are you gonna do?
Mr. Geller: I love you sweetheart. (He kisses her and they sit down.)
MR. GELLER: C'mon, it's my birthday.
Mr. Thompson: Good luck.
Mr. Thompson: Nice to see you Rachel.
(Rachels boss, Mr. Thompson walks up.)
Mr. Thompson: Ohh, nice choice.
Mr. Bowmont: Thats me.
Sarah: Really Mr. Geller, you dont have to do this.
Rachel: Joey! Joey, good one! (Mr. Thompson starts to laugh.)
Mr. Thompson: Thats good. Very good! (Walks away.)
Joey: Uhh, excuse me is there a Mr. Bowmont at this table?
Mr. Bowmont: I dont think so dear.
Mr. Geller: (entering) Hi Rachel.