words in movies
Mrs. Bing: (on TV) ...This is kind of embarrassing, but occasionally after I've been intimate with a man...
Mrs. Bing: (on TV) ...I just get this craving for Kung Pow Chicken.
Mrs. Bing: (on TV) Oh, fine. I'm leaving for New York tomorrow, which I hate- but I get to see my son, who I love...
Mrs. Bing: (on TV) Oh no, I am a fabulous mom! I bought my son his first condoms.
Mrs. Bing: I am famished. What do I want... (Looks at Chandler's menu)
Mrs. Bing: Oh, you watched the show! What'd you think?
Mrs. Bing: Oooh, c'mon, shut up, it's fun. Gimme a hug. (They both sit down) Well, I think we're ready for some tequila.
Mrs. Bing: Who's doing shots?
Mrs. Bing: There y'go. Ross?
Rachel: Mrs. Bing, I have to tell you, I've read everything you've ever written. No, I mean it! I mean, when I read Euphoria at Midnight, all I wanted to do was become a writer.
Mrs. Bing: Oh, please, honey, listen, if I can do it, anybody can. You just start with half a dozen European cities, throw in thirty euphemisms for male genitalia, and bam! You have got yourself a book.
[Cut to Mrs. Bing on the telephone.]
Mrs. Bing: Yeah, any messages for room 226?
Mrs. Bing: You okay there, slugger?
Mrs. Bing: What is with you tonight?
Mrs. Bing: (To phone) Okay, thank you. (To Ross) It's the Italian Hand-Licker, isn't it.
Mrs. Bing: She's supposed to be with you.
Mrs. Bing: Oh, Ross, listen to me. I have sold a hundred million copies of my books, and y'know why?
Mrs. Bing: No. Because I know how to write men that women fall in love with. Believe me, I cannot sell a Paolo. People will not turn three hundred twenty-five pages for a Paolo. C'mon, the guy's a secondary character, a, y'know, complication you eventually kill off.
Mrs. Bing: He's not a hero. ...You know who our hero is.
Mrs. Bing: No, it's you!
Mrs. Bing: No, really, c'mon. You're smart, you're sexy...
Mrs. Bing: You are gonna be fine, believe me.
Ross: I was really upset about Rachel and Paolo, and I think I had too much tequila, and Nora- um, Mrs. Mom- your Bing- was just being nice, y'know, and- But nothing happened, nothing- Ask Joey, Joey, uh, came in-
Mrs. Bing: Car's waiting downstairs, I just wanted to drop off these copies of my book for your friends. Anything you want from Lisbon?
Mrs. Bing: Alright, well, be good, I love you. (Kisses him and goes to leave)
Mrs. Bing: (Reentering) O-kay. Look, it, it was stupid.
Mrs. Bing: Really stupid. And I don't even know how it happened. I'm sorry, honey, I promise it will never happen again. Are we okay now?
Mrs. Bing: You okay, kiddo?
Mrs. Bing: Alright. (Kisses him)
Ross: (Very politely) Mrs. Bing.
Mrs. Bing: Mr. Geller.
Mrs. Geller: ...No. I think some things are better left unsaid. I think it's nicer when people just get along.
Mindy: Look, I know he's not perfect, but the truth is, at the end of the day, I still really wanna be Mrs. Dr. Barry Farber, D.D.S.
MRS GREEN: [laughing] You have some life here, sweetie.
Mrs. Geller: Were sorry honey, but we just assumed if you got married after you turned 30 youd pay for it yourself.
Mrs. Geller: We might still have some money, if your father didnt think it was a good idea to sell ice over the Internet.
Mrs. Lynch: I didnt realize that she was so close.
Mrs. Waltham: (Slapping the phone into Joeys chest.) Joey theres a girl on the phone for you.
RICHARD: [walks out of the bathroom and runs into Mrs. Geller who is going to the bathroom] Judy, going to the bathroom, good for you.
Mrs. Geller: Jack, is it all our fault? Were we bad parents?
Mrs. Green: Oh no-no-no-no sweetheart, you stay put. Ill let myself out. Its like Im not here, which I almost wasnt.
MRS. GREENE: Rachel, you didn't tell me your boyfriend smoked.
MRS. GREENE: ...but when all is said and done, he still drinks out of the mugs.
Mrs. Geller: I brought something that I want to give you, assuming of course that you want it. (She holds up an engagement ring.)
Mrs. Geller: Is everything all right, dear?
Mrs. Geller: Oh thats all right, Im coming back later with your father.
Mrs. Geller: (entering) Hows the hired help?
Joey: Hey Mr. and Mrs. Geller! Let me help you with that.
MRS. GELLER: Hi, darling. Where's my grandson, you didn't bring him?
Mrs. Geller: (interrupting) A bitch?
Mrs. Green: Thats true. You do have another child.
Mrs. Burkart: (singing) ...emblem of the land I love. The home of....
Mrs. Geller: Well, he better not come by here. He cant see the bride in the wedding dress.
Mrs. Green: Now dont worry! Everythings gonna be okay. (Hugs Rachel while she is standing and Rachel is sitting, seeing this Monica decides to join in on the hugging by hugging Mrs. Green from behind her back.)
Mrs. Geller: Ahh, thats what your Grandmothers hands looked like when we found her.
Mrs. Tribbiani: I know you did, cookie. Oh, I know you did. So tell me. Did you see her?
Mrs. Green: (entering from bathroom) Hi Ross!
Mrs. Geller: What that Rachel did to her life.... We ran into her parents at the club, they were not playing very well.
Mrs. Geller: They all had a thing for him.
Mrs. Geller: (less than pleased) Oh yes of course, hello Chandler.
MRS BUFFAY: How do you know Frank?
Mrs. Geller: What is going on?!
Mrs. Geller: I certainly see what the girls like coming here.
Mrs. Geller: What's different?
Nurse: Mrs. Geller?
Mrs. Geller: What?
Mrs. Geller: Well, that doesn't mean she can't look nice!
Mrs. Geller: (entering) Well, everyone seems to be enjoying your dish.
Mrs. Geller: That's really a day shoe.
Chandler: Mr. and Mrs. Geller, you look wonderful, it is great to have you hear, let us take off your coats!
Mrs. Geller: Ooh, Jack....(He looks over to her) Sometimes I forget how powerful you can be. (They embrace and kiss passionately.)
Mrs. Geller: Actually they were Nana's.
Mrs. Geller: More wine, dear?
Mrs. Geller: Tell her what?
MRS BUFFAY: Well he left four years ago so we're expecting him back any minute now.
Mrs. Geller: Chandler! Youve been Rosss best friend all these years, stuck by him during the drug problems. (Ross gets disgusted.) And now youve taken on Monica as well. Well, I dont know what to say. Youre a wonderful human being.
MRS GREEN: I'm uh, considering leaving your father.
Mrs. Geller: I'm telling you, it's a wonder your mother turned out to be the positive, life-affirming person that she is.
MRS. GREENE: You work and you work and you work at a marriage but all he cares about is his stupid boat.
Mrs. Geller: You're right. We'll go with the burgundy.
Mrs. Geller: Mm. Unless we go with a different dress?
Chandler: Mrs. Tedlock. You're looking lovely today. And may I say, that is a very flattering sleeve length on you.
Mrs. Tribbiani: That's sweet. Could I take her?
MRS. GREENE: Did you know my husband has glasses just like that?
[Scene: Mr. Geller's birthday party. Mr. and Mrs. Geller enter looking particularly refreshed. Monica follows looking rather pale.]
Mrs. Potter: Oh really? Well, then youd better tell his other wife, cause she called three times asking where he is.
Mrs. Geller: Oh no, dont be silly. I just bet Id need these. (Opens the freezer to reveal )
Mrs. Geller: (to Monica) Your grandmother would have hated this.
Mrs. Geller: Not that old crow, my mother. (They stop and she kisses Monica on the cheek.) Congratulations darling.
MRS. GREEN: [entering] There she is.
Mrs. Geller: (To Mr. Geller) This is worse than when he married the lesbian.
[knock at the door, Monica answers to see Mrs. Greene]
Mrs. Geller: (incredulous) You dont know how that happened?! Your dog thought my diaphragm was a chew toy!
Mrs. Geller: Do you know what it's like to grow up with someone who is critical of every single thing you say?
[Scene: The Hotel, Monicas room, Mr. and Mrs. Bing are staring at each other while Phoebe looks on.]
MRS GREEN: Oh hello, Ross.
MRS GREEN: Yes.
MRS GREEN: Well, not just for you.
MRS. GELLER: Hi darling.
MRS GREEN: Look at this.
MRS GREEN: No.
Mrs. Geller: I'm not sure I know what you're getting at.
PHOEBE: [Mrs. Adelman's voice] Oh my god. Now I've seen everything! [Phoebe's voice] Whoa, she's gone. She's gone. She's gone! Go ahead, get married. Go, go.
MRS GREEN: No.
PHOEBE: [Mrs. Adelman's voice] In my day, divorce was not an option.
MRS. GELLER: Oh, hi Rachel.
Mrs. Green: Look at that face! Just like when you were in high school! If I didnt know better Id say you were a cheerleader in trouble. Come on, lets get some tea.
MRS. GELLER: Why?
MRS. GELLER: Well, you kids thank Dr. Burke for the ride?
MRS. GELLER: Really.
MRS. GELLER: So, who's the mystery man?
MRS. GELLER: [they start kissing] Oh Jack stop.
MRS. GELLER: Well that's wonderful. . . I
MRS. GELLER: Oh please, a relationship.
MRS. GELLER: Oh?
Mrs. Tribbiani: Of course I knew! What did you think? Your father is no James Bond. You should've heard some of his cover stories. "I'm sleeping over at my accountant's," I mean, what is that? Please!
Mike: Not possible! (they kiss, and then Mike says proudly...) She's gonna be Mrs. No Balls.
MRS. GELLER: Sooo, Richard's shopping in the junior section.
PHOEBE: [Mrs. Adelman's voice] Talk about crap. Try listening to Stella Niedman tell the story of her and Rod Steiger for the hundredth time.
MRS. GELLER: She never tells us anything. Ross, did you know Monica's seeing someone?
MRS BUFFAY: Yeah. Frank.
Rachel: Yes, so close. Mrs. Lynch, I know that this is an emotional and difficult time, for all of us. But by any chance did Joanna send any paperwork your way before it happened.
MRS. GELLER: Oh, Jack look, there's that house paint commercial that cracks you up. [the Gellers return to watching TV and Ross goes over to Monica]
Monica: I really like to say that Im-um (Pause) Yknow what Id really like to say? Im drunk!! (Mrs. Geller pulls the camera down.) Thats right mom and dad your little Harmonica is hammered!! (Ross grabs the camera out of his dads hands.) And guess what! Ive been drunk before! And Ive smoked a cigarette! And I got a box of Ding-Dongs hidden in my underwear drawer! Its all okay. Its okay because I turned thirty today. And, and I can do anything I want! Because I am a grown up. (Falls over sideways with Ross filming the fall.)
MRS BUFFAY: Schnoodle. Oh my God, what the hell happened to my dog?
MRS BUFFAY: What are these, stitches?
MRS. GREENE: Happy birthday sweetie.
MRS. GREENE: You thought I was Rachel?
MRS. GREENE: Well, my goodness, what was that?
MRS. GREENE: Happy birthday sweetie.
Mrs. Geller: Its nothing, its just that now your Father owes me five dollars.