words in movies
JOEY: There's my scene, there's my scene. [Joey on tv] "Mrs. Wallace, I'm Dr. Drake Ramoray, your sister's neurosurgeon.
MRS. WALLACE: Is she gonna be all right?
PHOEBE: Yeah, um, she was 82 years old. Her name was um, Mrs. Adelman.
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.
PHOEBE: I don't know. I mean, she obviously has some kind of unfinished business. [Mrs. Adelman's voice] Sit up!
MRS. GREEN: [entering] There she is.
MRS GREEN: Sweetie! So this is where you work? Oh, it's wonderful! Is it a living room? Is it a restaurant? Who can tell? But I guess that's the fun.
MRS GREEN: Monica! You look gorgeous! Last time I saw you, it was eat or be eaten.
MRS GREEN: Oh hello, Ross.
ROSS: Hi, Mrs. Green. [He gets up to shake her hand, but she ignores him.]
MRS GREEN: So, what do you think of my daughter in the apron with the big job?
MRS GREEN: If you didn't pour the coffee, no one would have anything to drink.
MRS GREEN: This is just so exciting. You know, I never worked. I went straight from my father's house to the sorority house to my husband's house. I am just so proud of you.
MRS GREEN: Yes.
MRS GREEN: Oh my god, there's an unattractive nude man playing the cello.
MRS GREEN: [laughing] You have some life here, sweetie.
MRS GREEN: I do. You didn't love Barry. And I've never seen you this happy. I look at you and I think, oh, this is what I want.
MRS GREEN: Well, not just for you.
MRS GREEN: I'm uh, considering leaving your father.
PHOEBE: [Mrs. Adelman's voice] In my day, divorce was not an option.
MRS GREEN: Look at this.
MRS GREEN: Oh, look, here's Barry. Did he have to come straight from the office?
PHOEBE: Yeah. I guess she hasn't seen everything yet. I'll be right back, she has to go to the bathroom again. [Takes Mrs. Green's chin in her hand and says, in Mrs. Adelman's voice] Oh, such a pretty face.
MRS GREEN: This is so much fun, just the girls. You know what we should do? Does anybody have any marijuana?
MRS GREEN: That's fine. I never did it. I just thought I might. So, what's new in sex?
MRS GREEN: The only man I've ever been with is your father.
MRS GREEN: I mean, this is no offense to your dad, sweetie, but I was thinking there might be more.
MRS GREEN: No.
MRS GREEN: No.
MRS GREEN: I guess I just figured of all people you would understand this.
MRS GREEN: You didn't marry your Barry. I did.
PHOEBE: [Mrs. Adelman's voice] Butterscotch? No one? All right, you'll be sorry later.
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: Oh, am I! I just danced with a wonderfully large woman. And three other girls made eyes at me over the buffet. Oh, I'm not saying it's something I wanna pursue, but it's nice to know I have options.
(Mrs. Walthams phone rings and she answers it.)
Mrs. Geller: Oh, maybe that's it.
MRS. GELLER: Dance with your father.
Mrs. Geller: Sweetie, you think you can get in there?
MRS. GREENE: Oh well thank you. Such a gentleman. Thank you. [Chandler takes the hot pink coat and grimaces at it] Ahh, it all looks so nice, so festive, all the balloons... [Chandler, remembering that Joey and Mr. Greene are in the bedroom, throws her coat in a cupboard] The funniest thing happened to me on the way here. I was...[Joey peeks out]
Mrs. Geller: (rubbing her temples) Thats alot of information to get in in thirty seconds! Alright Joey, if wanna leave, just leave. Rachel, no you werent supposed to put beef in the trifle. It did not taste good. Phoebe, Im sorry, but I think Jacques Cousteau is dead. (Phoebe makes a sad face.) Monica, why you felt you had to hide the fact that you were in an important relationship is beyond me.
Ross: I-I heard about Mrs. Verhoeven passing away and Im so sorry for your loss.
Rachel: It's not! I'm defrosting a chicken. (Pause) Oh, I uh sold Mrs. Whiskerson.
[Scene: The Geller household kitchen, Monica and Phoebe are cooking for Mrs. Gellers party.]
Mrs. Tribbiani: I came to give you this (Gives him a bag of groceries) and this. (Whacks him round the ear)
[Scene: Monica and Rachel's apartment. Mr. and Mrs. Geller are watching tennis on TV, Monica is sitting at the table]
Mrs. Geller: Me? I'm fine, fine. I'm glad you're here. ...What's with your hair?
MRS. GELLER: So Jack, you ever think about trading me in for a younger model?
Mrs. Green: All right you two, Im gonna get going.
MRS. GELLER: [to Ross on the stairs] I have a wonderful idea. You should take Rachel to the prom.
MRS. GELLER: Get a shot of Monica. Where's Monica.
MRS BUFFAY: Yeah well, thanks for bringing back what's left of him.
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. Green: Sweetheart I know youre gonna be terrific mom, I just think you need a little help, especially at the beginning.
MRS. GELLER: It seems your daughter and Richard are something of an item.
Mrs. Bing: Oh honey! This is so exciting! I thought we screwed you up so bad this day would never come. Oh and just think. Soon therell be lots of little Bings. (He freaks out and loosens the tie again.)
Rachel: Mrs. Kay! Oh yeah, she was sweet. She taught me Spanish. I actually think I remember some of it, tu madre es loca. (I think thats your mothers crazy.)
Frank: Hi, Mrs. Knight.
[Mrs. Geller and Ross both enter]
Mrs. Geller: Just think about it. If you dont, Ill talk more about humping.
[Scene: The Hospital, Mr. and Mrs. Geller are there, along with Aunt Lillian. Ross and Monica enter and everyone says hi and kisses.)
MRS. GREENE: ...the scotch and the cigarettes...
Mrs. Geller: It really was. Oh, c'mere, sweetheart. (Hugs her) Y'know, I think it might be time for you to start using night cream.
Mrs. Geller: Whats this? Blue nail polish?
Mrs. Geller: Um-hmm.
Mrs. Geller: Yes, well I was wrong, and I have to say you really impressed me today.
MRS. GREENE: Oh, I missed you kids. Well, should I put my coat in the bedroom?
Mrs. Burkart: Oh, good. Thank you.
Rachel: Barry, I'm sorry... I am so sorry... I know you probably think that this is all about what I said the other day about you making love with your socks on, but it isn't... it isn't, it's about me, and I ju- (She stops talking and dials the phone.) Hi, machine cut me off again... anyway...look, look, I know that some girl is going to be incredibly lucky to become Mrs. Barry Finkel, but it isn't me, it's not me. And not that I have any idea who me is right now, but you just have to give me a chance too... (The maching cuts her off again and she redials.)
Mrs. Geller: No, I have faith
Mrs. Burkart: All right. I'll get my bag.
Mrs. Burkart: (Singing) Come on along and listen to...
MRS. GELLER: Jack. Could you come in here for a moment? NOW!
Mrs. Green: Well then you really dont need me to live with you.
Mrs. Burkart: (Singing) ...the lullabye of...
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.
Mrs. Geller: (laughs) Im not freaking out.
Rachel: So, come on, what was the big news Pete wanted to tell you Mon?! Or should I say Mrs. Monica Becker?
MRS. GREENE: Oh, you kids [she caresses his face and chest] Well, this is the best party I've been to in years.
Phoebe: Good. (Phoebe and Mrs. Burkart go into the other room, leaving Monica with everyone staring at her.)
Mrs. Lynch: I know!
Mrs. Potter: Mr. Simons been waiting for(sees Phoebe and Rick) Oh my God!
MRS. GREENE: Oh, scotch neat. Ya know, that's Rachel's father's drink.
[Scene: Monica and Chandler's, Mrs. Green is telling Ross what needs to be done to baby proof his apartment.]
MRS. GELLER: Almost time for cake.
Mrs. Lynch: I notice that youve been trusted with a lot of rather important responsibilities.
Mrs. Geller: (reaches out to fiddle with Monica's hair again, and realises) Those earrings look really lovely on you.
Frank: Well um, I was in ah Mrs. Knights ah, I mean Alice, sorry, Alice, I always do that. I was in her ah, Home Ec class.
Mrs. Geller: I thought it was quite tasty.
MRS. GREENE: He always ridiculed my pottery classs...
Mrs. Geller: (stopping him) Dont get up Jack! The safety pins are about to blow.
Mrs. Lynch: Joanna passed away last night.
[cut to the living room where Mrs. Burkart is now performing.]
Mrs. Lynch: Oh my goodness! You havent heard!
Mrs. Bing: You are gonna be fine, believe me.
Rachel: Hello, Mrs. Chatracus.
Mrs. Geller: No-no-no, that was all true. This was just in case you pulled a Monica.
[Scene: The Geller household kitchen, Mrs. Geller is cooking and Rachel, post nose job, is helping her.]
[Scene: The Bing household, Mr. and Mrs. Bing and Young Chandler are eating Thanksgiving dinner as a housekeeper serves them.]
Mrs. Geller: Can we talk to you for just a yknow Its just a little thing. Well we think its absolutely marvelous that youre having this baby out of wedlock, some of our friends are less open-minded. Which is why weve told them all that youre married.
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. Burgin: Oh, well we cut the trip short.
Mrs. Burgin: Oh, say no more!
MRS. GELLER: Thank you Richard, I appreciate the support.
MRS. GREENE: Sweetheart, you obviously have a problem. You've chosen a boyfriend exactly like your father.
Mrs. Bing: (To phone) Okay, thank you. (To Ross) It's the Italian Hand-Licker, isn't it.
Mrs. Potter: Phoebe, we have rules here, this isnt that kind of place.
Mrs. Burgin: Oh, hi, darling!
Mrs. Burgin: Maybe in L.A?
Rachel: And I will make everyone call me Mrs. Geller!
Monica: But it didnt. Say hello to Mrs. Chatracus.
Mrs. Geller: I'm so glad you could come Chandler, we've got plenty of food so I hope you're hungry.
Mrs. Geller: Jack, thats what they call the subway.
Mrs. Waltham: Where?
Mrs. Geller: Oh, well, I'm so glad you brought him here then.
Mrs. Geller: Oh, dear. Jack, how do I turn this off?
Mrs. Geller: Ahh, are you hadsome.
Mrs. Geller: Monica! I think Rachel's here!
Mrs. Geller: Well, at least she had the chance to leave a man at the altar...
Monica: Wow. Then I would definitely not recommend Mrs. Doubtfire.
Mrs. Burgin: Hello. Well, Joshua, that $500 was for groceries.
Mrs. Geller: I just hope...
Mrs. Geller: You too sweethart!
Mrs. Waltham: Hello, Waltham Interiors.
Mrs. Waltham: Oh, am I on the radio?
Mrs. Waltham: I know, its horrible isnt it?
Mrs. Waltham: Who?
Mrs. Waltham: Oh my God, Phoebe.
Mrs. Waltham: (Throws her head back in disgust.) Why?!
Mrs. Waltham: Who is this?
Mrs. Waltham: Yes, Waltham interiors.
Mrs. Waltham: (Answering the phone.) Hello, Waltham Interiors.
(Mrs. Waltham hangs up on her.)
Mrs. Waltham: Lovely to meet you.
Mrs. Waltham: You can forget about Emily, shes not with us.