words in movies
Mrs. Geller: Rachel's coming up the path. Doesn't she look pretty. Jack... (Rachel enters with a huge nose)
Mrs. Geller: Get a shot of Monica. Where's Monica.
Mrs. Geller: (to Ross on the stairs) I have a wonderful idea. You should take Rachel to the prom.
Mrs. Geller: Ahh, are you hadsome.
Mrs. Geller: Oh, dear. Jack, how do I turn this off?
[Monica jumps in the shower. Right after Mrs. Geller enters the bathroom, Mr. Geller peeks his head in.]
Joey: (on phone) Well, so anyway Beth, what Im saying is I shouldve considered your feelings before I went home with you that night. Ive ah, Ive recently learned whats it like to be on your side of it, and Im sorry. So, do you think you can forgive me? (listens) Great. Thanks. Okay, bye. (He sits down and crosses out something, and dials the phone again.) Hello, Jennifer? (listens) Oh hi, Mrs. Loreo, is Jennifer there? (listens) Oh, shes not home huh? (listens) Well ah, actually I kinda need to talk to you too.
Mrs. Geller: How could it be so much? The receptions at their house.
Mrs. Geller: Hello everybody!
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.
Mr. and Mrs. Geller: Yes. (They look at Chandler angrily.)
Mr. and Mrs. Geller: What?!
Mrs. Geller: It was you?
MRS GREEN: So, what do you think of my daughter in the apron with the big job?
Mrs. Geller: Nothing! It's an expression.
Mrs. Geller: This is your grandmothers engagement ring, I want you to give it to Rachel.
Mrs. Geller: Ross, drugs? Divorced? Again?
Chandler: So, has anyone talked to Dr. and Mrs. Geller yet?
Mrs. Bing: (Reentering) O-kay. Look, it, it was stupid.
Mrs. Geller: (pointing to herself and Jack) Well we left ours in Monicas bedroom.
PHOEBE: Yeah, um, she was 82 years old. Her name was um, Mrs. Adelman.
Mrs. Geller: Oh, thank you Chandler! I just bought it.
Mrs. Geller: I actually needed to talk to you before the birth.
Phoebe: Well, yeah! But I'm not gonna take anymore crap. Okay? No more Mrs. Nice Bucket!
MRS GREEN: You didn't marry your Barry. I did.
MRS. GREENE: ...I may have only been in therapy for three weeks now dear but...
Mrs. Geller: We really do feel bad about this though.
Mrs. Geller: Stupid Jack, the word is stupid.
[Scene: The Geller household, Mr. and Mrs. Geller are getting ready for Thanksgiving dinner. The doorbell rings.]
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]
Joey: Ah, Im-Im walking down the aisle...Still walking. (Mrs. Waltham takes her place.) Im about to pass the bridesmaid I hooked up with last night. (Looking at the bridesmaid.) Hey! (Talking to Phoebe.) I told her "Hey." And now Im at the front with Ross. Its Phoebe. (He shows Ross the phone.) He looks pretty mad. Uh...Id better go.
Emily: I wish I could know if youd heard any of that. I suppose Ive either just told you I love you or given my neighbours a good laugh. Mrs. Newman if youre listening, bugger off this in none of your business. I suppose theres not much chance you did heard that, and theres the call waiting so, I should go. Oh well. (Answers the call waiting.) Hello.
Mrs. Geller: She's upstairs. Monica! Come down! Everyone's here! Ross, Rachel, and the boy who hates Thanksgiving.
Mrs. Geller: (whispers to Jack a little loudly) I think hes stoned again.
Mrs. Geller: Speech! Come on Monica!
Mrs. Geller: (To Chandler) Youve done a wonderful job with this party Chandler. Everything looks so lovely.
(Joey walks away and Mr. and Mrs. Geller walk up. Mr. Geller is wearing this ancient velvet tuxedo.)
[the guys form a wall between Mrs Geller and Mr Geller and dance across the hall as he walks across]
[Scene: Rachels office, she is coming in for the day carrying a picture for her new office. Mrs. Lynch is coming out of Joannas office, carrying a box.]
MRS. GELLER: Oh, dear. Jack, how do I turn this off?
Rachel: (gasps) Its still there! (The cheesecake they returned to Mrs. Braverman is still lying in front of her door.)
Phoebe: Yeah, youre right. Hows the Mrs.?
Mrs. Green: I know, my daughters told me about it when they received their impromptu invitations a month ago.
MRS. GREENE: I think I saw Rachel out in the hall.
Mrs. Bing: Chandler!
Chandler: Mr. and Mrs. Bing! (Walks away.)
(Mr. and Mrs. Geller start to walk away.)
Mrs. Geller: You could kick anyones ass you want too.
Mrs. Geller: Jack!
Mrs. Bing: Charles.
Mrs. Bing: Honey, it isnt good luck.
[Cut to Mr. and Mrs. Geller talking to Ross.]
Mrs. Geller: Yeah, the list thatof people were allowed to sleep
Mrs. Bing: Oh look at you! So handsome!
Mrs. Bing: Well, its a funny story.
Mrs. Green: Plus, what are you planning on doing with the baby while youre trotting out to the garbage ten times a day?
Monica: Mrs. Bing? Here, these are my parents umm, Judy and Jack Geller.
Chandler: Mrs. Braverman must be out. (They move closer to it.)
Mrs. Waltham: Well, if youre on e of Rosss best friends, why arent you here?
Mrs. Geller: (shaking her hand) Its lovely to meet you.
Frank: (entering with his fianc�e Alice, who is obviously much, much older than he is) Hey! Hey! This is ah, my fianc�e, Mrs. Knight. (he points out Phoebe to her)
Mrs. Verhoeven's Daughter: My mothers still alive.
MRS. GELLER: Ahh, are you hadsome.
Mrs. Verhoeven's Daughter: Its not looking good.
Mrs. Verhoeven's Daughter: Are you close with her?
MRS GREEN: If you didn't pour the coffee, no one would have anything to drink.
Mrs. Verhoeven's Daughter: She didnt pass.
Mrs. Geller: (To Monica) And you knew about this?!
Mrs. Verhoeven's Daughter: Thats so sweet. (Takes the flowers.) Would you like to come in and say good-bye? Im sure it would mean a lot to her.
Mrs. Verhoeven's Daughter: No, shes hanging in there.
Mrs. Bing: As I recall when we got married, I saw the groom in the wedding dress.
Ross: Actually, it kinda is. My wife won't return my calls. I don't know where my wife is. (Laughs) "Hey Ross, where's the Mrs.?" Don't know!
MRS. WINEBURG: Well it's wonderful to have you up and about, again, dear.
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!
Mrs. Verhoeven's Daughter: Yes?
Monica: Well you-you did start that rumor about Ross making out with Mrs. Altman, our 50-year-old librarian.
Monica: Just a minute! (To Chandler) Thats Mrs. Tribbiani!
Mr. and Mrs. Geller: Hi
Mrs. Geller: Jack?
Mrs. Geller: Oh, well Richard raved about the food at his party, of course you were sleeping with him. Then I heard the food at that lesbian wedding was very nice, I assume you werent sleeping with anybody there. Though, at least that would be something. (Leaves)
Mrs. Geller: Thanks for going along with this.
(Mrs. Green goes into the kitchen and Rachel follows her.)
Mrs. Green: Oh, hello Monica.
Mrs. Green: Well all right. Ill see you at four.
Mrs. Green: Such a sweet woman.
Mrs. Green: Oh look.
Mrs. Geller: Ross, why dont you give us your toast now?
Mrs. Geller: (crying) Oh Ross
[Cut to Rachel and Mrs. Green.]
Mrs. Green: Oh Rachel!
Mrs. Green: Well Rachel needs help with the baby.
Mrs. Green: Oh youre gonna do that ten times a day?
Mrs. Green: Of course I am!
Mrs. Green: No. Sweetie, youre gonna be fine. (Starts to get up.)
Mrs. Green: No dear, thats what babies do.
Mrs. Green: Youre gonna be a great father.
Mrs. Green: With another woman. Have you no control Ross?
(Mrs. Geller leaves as Ross re-enters the room.)
Cashier: Do you uh, want these things delivered Mr. and Mrs. Geller?
Mrs. Green: Im going to the bathroom.
Mrs. Geller: (Looking around at the chapel.) Oh my God! Its like a fairyland.
Mrs. Geller: Oh hi dear!
Mrs. Geller: (entering) Am I interrupting?
Mrs. Verhoeven's Daughter: It looked like we were gonna lose her this morning, but shes a tough old bird.
Mrs. Geller: Thank you Monica that was uh, interesting. Wasnt it interesting, Jack?