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: Everyone thinks they know me. Everyone says 'Jack Geller, so predictable'. Maybe after I'm gone, they'll say 'Buried at sea! Huh!'.
MR. GELLER: When did I say that?
Mrs. Geller: (To Mr. Geller) This is worse than when he married the lesbian.
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?
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. Waltham: You spend half your life in the bathroom, why dont you ever go out the bloody window!
Mr. Geller: No! Thank you! (Hugs Chandler) Monica, and Ross! I dont know what Im gonna do about the two of you!
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: Nice to see you Rachel.
(Rachels boss, Mr. Thompson walks up.)
Mr. Thompson: Good luck.
Mr. Thompson: Ohh, nice choice.
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.)
Mr. Bowmont: Thats me.
Joey: Uhh, excuse me is there a Mr. Bowmont at this table?
Mr. Geller: (entering) Hi Rachel.
Mr. Thompson: Congratulations on your new boat, Joey Tribbiani!!
Mr. Bowmont: I dont think so dear.
MR. GELLER: It's the off light. Right Ross? [pans over to see Ross with an afro and moustache]
Mr. Bowmont: I was actually relieved uh I didnt win the boat. My wife wouldve killed me.
Mr. Geller: We have it. Only now, we call it the beach house.
Mr. Geller: What?! They wanted a scary story!
[Scene: The Geller household, Mr. and Mrs. Geller are getting ready for Thanksgiving dinner. The doorbell rings.]
[Scene: The Mr. Bowmont, is tied up alongside the pier; Joey and Rachel are relaxing.]
ROSS: Ohh, big smoker. [Packs the cigarettes and flings one on Mrs. Greene in the process. Finally gets one in his mouth and it look really out of place] Big big smoker. In fact I'm gonna go ou into the hallway and fire up this bad boy. [as he walks into the hall, he comes face to face with Mr. Greene]
(Mr. Thompson looks shocked and at Rachel, she suddenly starts laughing.)
Mrs. Potter: Mr. Simons been waiting for(sees Phoebe and Rick) Oh my God!
Monica: Excuse me Mr. Mexico.
[Scene: Mr. Geller's party. Mr. Geller and a friend are questioning Richard while Ross observes.]
Mr. Geller: It seemed like such a simple idea.
[Scene: The Mr. Bowmont (Joeys boat), shes shown to be in one of the waterways around New York, but in reality shes in a sound stage on the Warner Bros. lot and we see New York from the water in some rather poor green screen shots. Rachel and Joey are on board.]
Chandler: He had sex with Mr. Girabaldi!
MR. GELLER: Your mother's right. Take her, you can wear my tux.
Ross: Ooh, well. Ah, I kinda have got a lot on my plate right now, not that I wouldn't love a weekend in the country with a strange man. (Mr. Oberblau giggles)
Mr. Tribbiani: No, it's only been six years. I just wanted to put a nice memory in your head so you'd know that I wasn't always such a terrible guy. ...Joe. Y'ever been in love?
Mr. Treeger:: Okay ahh, well, just ahh, follow my lead. (Turns on some music)
(They start towards the door but are stopped when Mr. Zelner enters.)
Mr. Zelner: Uh actually, Id like to speak with both of you.
Mr. Zelner: Hello Rachel, you uh, got a minute?
MR. TREEGER: He musta been sweepin'. They found a broom in his hand.
Mr. Douglas: Its pretty ugly. We havent seen an ANUS this bad since the seventies.
Rachel: Someone? I brought people. Mr. Thompson, this is Phoebe. Phoebe, this is Mr. Thompson. (She introduces them.) Hes the head of my department.
Mr. Zelner: You wrote that you have a cute touchie?
Tag: (interrupting) Uh Mr. Zelner, Im the one who filled in that evaluation.
Joey: Who cares?! I-Ill make payments, whatever it takes, I want the Mr. Bowmont!!
Mr. Treeger:: No! Youre clogging up the chute that I spent a half-hour unclogging!
Joshua: Yeah, that would be fantastic! My-my nephew is crazy about the Knicks! This is fantastic, thank you so much Rachel. (He takes the tickets and leaves as Mr. Waltham returns.)
MR. TREEGER: There she is. And over there, that's the other one. This is Mr. Buddy Boyle, Mr. Heckles' attorney. He'd like to talk to you.
Mr. Geller: Im here!
Mr. Geller: So its just your mother then.
Mr. Bowmont: I dont think shed like that.
Mr. Geller: Sure!
Mr. Geller: Great!
Mr. Geller: Really?
Mr. Geller: Oh my God, does she really thinks that?
Mr. Geller: Crap.
Mr. Geller: Its the key to my Porsche. Well, the key to your Porsche.
Mr. Geller: Oh, yeah you loved that glove! You took it every place you went. You never went any place without that glove.
(Joey walks away and Mr. and Mrs. Geller walk up. Mr. Geller is wearing this ancient velvet tuxedo.)
Mr. Geller: You dont secretly smoke do you?
[the guys form a wall between Mrs Geller and Mr Geller and dance across the hall as he walks across]
Mr. Geller: (overacting) Thats a good one! Do you hear that Ross? Three days!
Mr. Treeger:: Look come on, eh, just ah, just ah, put your arms around me, eh.
MR. GELLER: I tell you, I've never seen him this happy.
Mr. Geller: Oh look, look theres your old makeup kit!
Mr. Geller: Im afraid so.
Mr. Franklin: But we really do need to find someone up here. The work is starting to pile up. Ive got a stack of documents on my desk this high. (Holds his hand at shoulder level.)
Monica: Whos Mr. Girabaldi?
Monica: (on phone) Awww, y'know what your nickname is, Mr. Big
Mr. Geller: (grabbing a glove) This couldve been hers!
Rachel: Oh. (they knock at the next door, Mr. Heckles answers) Hi. We just found this cat and we're looking for the owner.
Chandler: Mr. and Mrs. Bing! (Walks away.)
Mr. Kaplan: (entering) Hows that coffee comin, dear?
Mr. Bing: (entering) Hello all!
Monica: Hi Mr. Bing.
(Mr. and Mrs. Geller start to walk away.)
Mr. Geller: What?! Ive never seen one before!
Mr. Kaplan: Im not supposed to drink coffee, it makes me gassy.
MR. GELLER: You're the twinkie?
[Cut to Mr. and Mrs. Geller talking to Ross.]
Chandler: Thats Mr. Girabaldi playing the piano.
Mr. Geller: Doctor Ross Geller.
Mr. Geller: Im sorry we cant store your childhood things anymore.
Mr. Burgin: I like her. She sees smart.
Mr. Bing: Yes! Although, I think we may be seeing a little too much of some people. Arent you a little old to be wearing a dress like that?
Mr. Burgin: Well just grab some food and take it with us right upstairs, and well be right out of you hair.
Mr. Geller: I thought he was with you.
Mr. Bing: But that was after the wedding, its not bad luck then.
Mr. Geller: You cant ask us son, thats cheating.
Mr. Geller: of course you can kick his ass son.
Mr. Geller: You stole my moves. (He starts to dance like Chandler was and Chandler stops.)
(Mr. Geller turns the corner.)
(Mr. Geller dances over.)
Mr. Geller: (To Monica) Why dont we take it for a spin?
Mr. Geller: (To Ross) Screw it! Im having one. (Takes out and lights a cigarette.)