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Judge: So based on your petition you are seeking an annulment on the grounds that Mr. Geller is mentally unstable.
Judge: And based on the fact that Mr. Geller is intravenous drug user.
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. Treeger:: No! Youre clogging up the chute that I spent a half-hour unclogging!
MR. TREEGER: He musta been sweepin'. They found a broom in his hand.
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: Great!
Mr. Geller: Really?
Mr. Geller: Oh my God, does she really thinks that?
Mr. Geller: Sure!
Mr. Geller: Its the key to my Porsche. Well, the key to your Porsche.
Mr. Geller: Crap.
Mr. Geller: Oh, yeah you loved that glove! You took it every place you went. You never went any place without that glove.
Mr. Geller: You dont secretly smoke do you?
Mr. Geller: (overacting) Thats a good one! Do you hear that Ross? Three days!
(Joey walks away and Mr. and Mrs. Geller walk up. Mr. Geller is wearing this ancient velvet tuxedo.)
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.
[the guys form a wall between Mrs Geller and Mr Geller and dance across the hall as he walks across]
Mr. Geller: Oh look, look theres your old makeup kit!
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.)
Mr. Geller: Im afraid so.
Mr. Geller: (grabbing a glove) This couldve been hers!
Monica: (on phone) Awww, y'know what your nickname is, Mr. Big
Rachel: Oh. (they knock at the next door, Mr. Heckles answers) Hi. We just found this cat and we're looking for the owner.
Monica: Whos Mr. Girabaldi?
Mr. Kaplan: Im not supposed to drink coffee, it makes me gassy.
MR. GELLER: You're the twinkie?
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. 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?
[Cut to Mr. and Mrs. Geller talking to Ross.]
Chandler: Thats Mr. Girabaldi playing the piano.
Mr. Geller: Im sorry we cant store your childhood things anymore.
Mr. Geller: Doctor Ross Geller.
Mr. Geller: I thought he was with you.
Mr. Burgin: Well just grab some food and take it with us right upstairs, and well be right out of you hair.
Mr. Bing: But that was after the wedding, its not bad luck then.
Mr. Geller: You cant ask us son, thats cheating.
Mr. Geller: You stole my moves. (He starts to dance like Chandler was and Chandler stops.)
Mr. Geller: of course you can kick his ass son.
(Mr. Geller dances over.)
(Mr. Geller turns the corner.)
Mr. Burgin: I like her. She sees smart.
Mr. Geller: (To Monica) Why dont we take it for a spin?
Mr. Treeger: Anyway uh, Ill get moving on that new door.
Mr. Geller: I remember when we first got engaged.
MR. GELLER: You know, that Steffi Graf has quite a tush. I'm just saying, it's right there.
Paul: Yeah Ross its okay, its me, Mr. Stevens.
Joey: I wanna be mr. Wigglemunch. (and makes a "there" nod to Ross)
Mr. Treeger: Namaste. (Bows.)
Mr. Treeger: You said there was a gas leak in here.
Mr. Geller: (filming this) Hey Chandler, you cant keep your hands off her for one second!
Mr. Geller: (To Ross) Screw it! Im having one. (Takes out and lights a cigarette.)
Mr. Franklin: Oh then you know each other.
[Scene: Monica and Chandler's, Mr. Treeger has finished inspecting Monica and Chandlers apartment.]
MR. GELLER: [enters with his bat] Found it.
Mr. Geller: No. Your mother really did the work. I was busy with the business. I wasn't around that much. Is that what this is about?
Mr. Franklin: Youre a joker Bing. (Walks away.)
Mr. Treeger:: Ahh, forget it! Ill never be any good at this, my mom was right, Im just a big potato with arms, and legs, and a head.
Dr. Green: This is nice. I pay two hundred dollars for dinner, you put down twenty, and you come out looking like Mr. Big Shot. You really want to be Mr. Big Shot? Here, Ill tell you what, you pay the whole bill, Mr. Big Shot, all right. (rips up the bill, and throws it at Ross, then leaves)
Mr. Franklin: Wow Bing! Burning the midnight oil.
Tommy: Ooh, sorry little Mr. Chic-A-Dee, sorry you went doody in my hand! (starts to walk out and stops) (to Rachel) Well, I guess were not going out anymore. Whaa!!!
EDDIE: Naah, I crapped out, but Mr. 21 over here he cleans up, 300 bucks, check it out he buys me these new shoes, sweet huh?
Mr. Geller: Well, I used your boxes to divert water away from the Porsche.
MR, GELLER: Wait, how do you zoom out? [zooms out and we see an extremely overweight Monica eating a big sandwich] There she is.
Mr. Franklin: Okay, I hear you loud and clear. Bob will stay put.
MR A: Oh, that's all right, although you did cut into my busy day of sitting.
Mr. Geller: (entering) How are you honey?
Mr. Waltham: (drunkenly) The next tour of the wine cellar will plan in two in-in minutes
Joey: All right, okay, this is great, uh, Chandler, you get behind the desk. And-and when she comes in hopefully, she wont recognise you because, well, why would she? Uh, okay, and then you buzz Ross and I. (to Ross) You be Mr. Gonzalez, and Ill be uh, Mr. Wong.
Bandleader: Thank you very much! Ladies and gentlemen, it gives me great pleasure to introduce to you for the very first time, Mr. and Mrs. Chandler Bing!
Mr. Zelner: Oh I think its best that I speak first.
Rachel: Okay look Mr. Zelner
[Scene: Mr. Zelners Office, Rachel is knocking on the door.]
Joey: Lookin' good Mr. Cotter.
Joey: All right, I'll give you this, Mr. Peanut is a better dresser. I mean he's got the monocle, he's got the top hat...
Mr. Zelner: Please, come in. Have a seat. (She does so.)
Mr. Bing: Our little boy is getting married.
Mr. and Mrs. Geller: Hi
Mr. Geller: Oh yeah, well who serves steak when theres no place to sit, I mean how are you supposed to eat this?
[Scene: The Gym, Chandler and Mr. Geller are heading for the whirlpool room.]
Mr. Kaplan: Ill bet your thinking, Whats an intelligent girl who wants to be in fashion, doing making coffee? Eh?
Cashier: Do you uh, want these things delivered Mr. and Mrs. Geller?
Joey: You-you must choose Mr. Bing.
Mr. Geller: And if you see Rita Moreno, let her know Im looking for her.
Mr. Waltham: Well theres one (pointing towards Jack) and theres another (pointing towards Judy).
Mr. Geller: I think I accidentally used Monicas boxes to keep the water away from the Porsche.
MR. GELLER: Of course not. With you it's like I've got two 25-year-olds.
(There is a monkey-like noise from within and Ross pushes past Mr. Heckles and enters his apartment)
Mr. Geller: I just wish Nana were alive to hear Rosss toast.
Mr. Geller: Which means you had seven years of beach fun and you cant put a price on that sweetie.
Mr. Geller: (pause) Sorry to bother you again, but could you pass my pamphlets back? (They do so.) Thank you.
Mr. Geller: Come on!