words in movies
Phoebe: Don't feel bad. You know they used to like you a lot. But then you got promoted, and, you know, now you're like "Mr. Boss Man". You know, Mr. Bing. Mr. Bing, "Boss Man Bing".
Phoebe: You know, now you're more like, you know like, "Mr. Caring Boss," "Mr.", you know, "I'm one of you, Boss," "Mr., I wanna be your buddy, Boss Man Bing!"
Santos: Hello, Mr. Bing.
Mrs. Bing: Alright, well, be good, I love you. (Kisses him and goes to leave)
Mrs. Bing: Alright. (Kisses him)
Mrs. Bing: Mr. Geller.
Mrs. Bing: You okay, kiddo?
Mrs. Bing: (on TV) Oh no, I am a fabulous mom! I bought my son his first condoms.
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: You are gonna be fine, believe me.
Rachel: Chandler Bing? It's time to see your thing.
Janice: No, it isn't, because you won't let that happen. Don't you know it yet? You love me, Chandler Bing.
Mrs. Bing: I am famished. What do I want... (Looks at Chandler's menu)
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.
Chandler: Hey! I will have you know that... aah, who am I kidding. Let's call the kid Geller and let Bing die with me.
MNCA: [to Chandler] Yo, Bing. Racquetball in 15 minutes.
PHOEBE: I miss Janice though. "Hello, Chandler Bing."
JANICE: Is it yours? Ha! You wish, Chandler Bing. You are looking at a married lady now.
JOEY: Yeah Bing, what's that about?
Mrs. Bing: (Reentering) O-kay. Look, it, it was stupid.
SUSIE: Chandler Bing?
Chandler: I'm telling ya! It's gonna happen. Next year it's gonna be you, me and the little Hemingway Bing. (pause) What, he's my favourite author!
MR. DOUGLAS: Uh, listen Bing, I received your memo. So, we're not gonna receive the systems report until next Friday?
Mrs. Bing: You okay there, slugger?
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.)
(bing, bong)
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?
(the computer bing, bongs)
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: (To phone) Okay, thank you. (To Ross) It's the Italian Hand-Licker, isn't it.
Joanna: Bing! Thats a great name.
Mrs. Bing: Oh, Ross, listen to me. I have sold a hundred million copies of my books, and y'know why?
Janice: Good-bye Chandler Bing. (walks out with one shoe)
Nurse: Mr. Bing? (Chandler jumps up) Here you are! You'll go into that room and deposit your specimen into the container.
Rachel: (introduces them) Joanna, this is my friend Chandler Bing (to Chandler) Joanna.
Chandler: Oh its Bing, sir. Im sorry , I was just ah...
Doug: (turning around) Bing! You got those numbers for me?
Doug: Well, say no more. Y'know it takes guts to bring this up. Bing! Youre okay.
Doug: (coming out of his office) Dartmouth? Who went to Dartmouth? Dartmouth sucks. Did you go to Dartmouth Bing?
Rachel: Chandler gets it! Its Chandler Bing!
Doug: No-no, I heard what you said, funny. I like funny. (Chandler starts to leave) This team is about hard work, but its also about having fun. Good to have you aboard Bing! (smacks him on the butt, and Chandler leaves shocked.)
Janice: Well, I gotta buy a vowel. Because, oh my Gawd! Who, would've thought that someday, Chandler Bing would buy me a drawer.
Ross: Correct! What is Chandler Bings job?
Chandler: Well lets see, there was the guy with the ferrets, thats plural. The spitter. Oh-ho, and yes, the guy that enjoyed my name so much he felt the need to make a little noise every time he said it. Nice to meet you, Chandler Bing Bing! Great apartment Chandler Bing, Bing!
[Scene: The Bing household, Mr. and Mrs. Bing and Young Chandler are eating Thanksgiving dinner as a housekeeper serves them.]
Mrs. Bing: Now Chandler dear, just because your father and I are getting a divorce it doesn't mean we don't love you. It just means he would rather sleep with the house-boy than me.
Joey: So, youre just Bing?
Chandler: Two. This photographer, who seemed really dull. And this actor guy, who Im not sure about, because when he called and I answered the phone Chandler Bing, he said Whoa-whoa, short message.
Joey: (In a high pitched female voice) Hello Mr. Bing...I love you.
Monica: Y'know what really bothers me? Isit's how-how different you act around them! I mean y'know the throwing the tennis games, the fake laugh, the "I'll see you around, Bing!" "Not if I see you first, Doug!" (Mocks the fake laugh.) I gotta tell you, I don't like Work Chandler. Okay? The guy's a suck-up.
Phoebe: Oh, Jack Bing. I love that. Ooh, it sounds like a '40s newspaper guy, you know? "Jack Bing, Morning Gazette. I'm gonna blow this story wide open!"
Chandler: (Answering the phone at work) Hello, Chandler Bing.
Doug: Uh Bing, I think we're gonna make this the last game.
Kara: Nice to meet you Monica. Bing! (Slaps Chandler on his butt.)
Doug: Bing!
Chandler: Yes! Chandler Bing, 7! Chandler Bing, 0.
Doug: Say uh, Bing, did you hear about the new law firm we got working for us?
Doug: (entering) Uh, I gotta apologize for Kara's coffee. Y'know, I feel sorry for it if it ever got in a fight, it's not strong enough to defend itself. (Chandler does not laugh.) Did you hear what I said Bing?
Doug: Well, I gotta tell ya Bing; that partner of yours is a real tiger. (To his wife.) Are you all right sweethart?
Monica: Hi honey. We just got a wedding gift from Bob and Faye Bing; they dont like us do they? (They gave them a pok-a-dotted punch bowl.)
Jay Leno: (on TV) Folks, when we come back we'll be talking about her new book, 'Euphoria Unbound': the always interesting Nora Tyler Bing. You might wanna put the kids to bed for this one.
Doug: The joke Bing. What's the matter with you?
Doug: Bing! (Chandler stands bolt upright and turns around to face him.) Read your Computech proposal, a real homerun. (He goes to slap his butt, but Chandler slides over making him miss.) Ooh. Barely got ya that time, get over here. Come on. (Chandler goes over) Wham! (slaps him on the butt) Good one. That was a good one. (to a couple of Chandlers co-workers) Keep at it team. (goes into his office)
Chandler: (on machine) This is Chandler Bing! This is Chandler Bing! (The machine beeps off.)
Chandler: Theres a Mr. Bing!
Chandler: (on phone) This is Chandler Bing! This is Chandler Bing! (Listens) Yes, the groomNo! Not the groom!!
Mrs. Bing: Dont you have a little too much penis to be wearing a dress like that?
"Whenever I get married, guess who wont get to sing? Somebody named Geller! And somebody else named Bing!"
Chandler: Bing doesn't seem so weird now, does it?
Monica: I'm sorry. But not that sorry, 'cause you don't have to live with it. Um, we have a reservation under the name Chandler Bing.
Mrs. Bing: Chandler!
Monica: Mrs. Bing? Here, these are my parents umm, Judy and Jack Geller.
Chandler: Oh yeah, it's so cool. (He opens his coat and has it pinned to the lining.) Now I gotta go, Officer Bing has gotta, 10-100. (Pause, softly) That's pee-pee. (Heads for the bathroom.)
Chandler: (she opens the door) Julie hi! Chandler Bing, I, I guess you remember me.
Chandler: Hey, you know what I was thinking? When we get married, are you gonna change your last name to Bing?
MONICA: Oh, that's there on the bottom, see the manager, Chandler Bing.
Chandler: Mr. and Mrs. Bing! (Walks away.)
Monica: Hi Mr. Bing.
Mr. Bing: (entering) Hello all!
Mrs. Bing: Charles.
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!
[Scene: The Hotel, Monicas room, Mr. and Mrs. Bing are staring at each other while Phoebe looks on.]
Ross: Hi! (To Mrs. Bing) Hi! (Mr. Bing starts rubbing his arm.) Hi. Has umm, anyone seen Chandler?
Mr. Bing: But that was after the wedding, its not bad luck then.
Mr. Bing: Our little boy is getting married.
Mrs. Bing: Honey, it isnt good luck.
Mrs. Bing: Oh look at you! So handsome!
Ross: Chandler Muriel Bing. Boy, your parents never gave you a chance did they?
Mrs. Bing: Dennis is a dear old friend and a fantastic lover.
Mrs. Bing: Well, its a funny story.
Mr. Franklin: Hey-hey! Bing? Was that Bob from six you were just talking too?
Mr. Franklin: Youre a joker Bing. (Walks away.)
Bob: Its Bob actually. Hey, you work up here, can you tell me where this Chandler Bings office is?
Rachel: (thinks then gasps) Chandler M. Bing?
Brenda: Mrs. Bing, this tile cleaner is incredible! Whered you get it?
Mr. Franklin: Wow Bing! Burning the midnight oil.
Ticket Agent: Congratulations. Okay, Mr. Bing youll be in 25J and Mrs. Bing youll be in 25K.
Doug: Whats going on Bing? Does uh, your wife have a problem with me or something?
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?
Doug: Bing my boy, were gonna get you over this. Now heres the plan, grab your coat, were going to a strip club.
Ross: (laughs) Muriel. Wh-why would he call you Muriel? (Ross realizes something.) Oh my God! Chandler M Bing? Its not just an M, your middle name is Muriel!!
Doug: Bing! Were all set for tonight, 8 oclock.
Doug: BingWhats this?! (Grabs his hand.)