words in movies
[Scene: Central Perk, Chandler, Rachel, Joey, and Monica are sitting on the couch as Ross is up getting some coffee.]
Chandler: Hey man, what's up?
Chandler: Yeah, yeah! Me too!
Chandler: Yeah.
Chandler: Well, I like danger.
Chandler: Tonight? You-you didn't say it was going to be at nighttime.
[Scene: Gary's cop car, Ross is in the front seat with Gary of course. Chandler is in the back seat.]
Chandler: It is starting to get dark out there.
Chandler: (laughing) Okay. (Deadpan) But it is officially nighttime.
Ross: It's theChandler!!
(Chandler starts laughing at his joke.)
Joey: (dejected) Yeah okay. (To Chandler) Even though my tax dollars paid for this car.
Chandler: Your tax dollars?
Chandler: (leans in and takes a sniff of Joey's sandwich) Wow! That sandwich really does smell good.
Chandler: I can't smell your sandwich?
Chandler: Okay, I'll give them back. (Exhales strongly through his nose and Joey just glares at him.) Look! What is so great about that sandwich?
Chandler: Okay.
Chandler: Yeah.
Chandler: Sur-surprise him? We're not, we're not gonna make anybody mad are we?
Chandler: How do you figure that?
Chandler: Y'know, when you say partner it doesn't sound cop. It, it sounds gay.
[Time lapse, Ross has been demoted to the back seat with Joey and Chandler. He's not too happy about it.]
Chandler: Look at Officer Ross riding back here with the visitors.
Chandler: Okay, y'know, we-we're safe right? I mean nothing bad can go down!
Chandler: (deadpan) Oh, hurry up. I want to sign that.
Chandler: What's going on?
(They all turn and look away. Suddenly a loud bang sounds out and in slow motion Joey slowly throws his body over Ross. Gary is shocked at what he sees while Chandler is obviously hurt.)
Chandler: Uh, HELLO!!
Chandler: (pouting) It was a car backfire!
Chandler: Who jumps at loud noises!
Chandler: Yeah! If the car that backfired had run over you! Y'know what, I think I'll go home before Ross starts rambling about his newfound respect for life. (He gets up and starts for the door.)
Chandler: (returning) Oh my God! (Storms out.)
[Scene: Chandler and Joey's, Chandler is pacing as Joey enters.]
Chandler: Oh, I just went for a walk, around the living room. Whatever
Chandler: No. No I'm just tired. Y'know, from-from the walk.
Chandler: You dove in front of Ross! Ross!
Chandler: I do not hate Ross!
Chandler: What picture?
Chandler: Look I'm very glad that you saved Ross from the car backfire, but y'know, it could've been a bullet and you y'know, you didn't try to save me!
Chandler: When it comes down to it, you would risk your life for Ross before you would for me. That's the bottom line.
Chandler: From a bullet!
Chandler: Much sense?!
Joey: Look Chandler, it was instinct! Okay? I just went for it!
Chandler: So you risked your life, for a sandwich!
Joey: I know it sounds crazy, but Chandler this is (Goes and picks up the sandwich) the greatest sandwich in the world!
Chandler: So you didn't uh, choose Ross before me.
Chandler: Really?!
Joey: Yeah! In fact, to prove how much you mean to me, (He unwraps the sandwich and holds it out for Chandler) here.
Chandler: Thanks. (He grabs the sandwich.)
(Chandler takes a bite.)
Chandler: (with his mouthful) Oh-oi-ho, yeah!
Chandler: Hm-hmm. (Goes to take another bite.)
Chandler: I thought you were showing me how much you mean to me.
Chandler: Before or after you were shot by your own troops?
Chandler: Yes, if the foxhole was lined with sandwiches.
Chandler: Thank you for writing your book. Its-its uh, great book and you are the queen of everything.
Chandler: We wanna hear Monica's Thanksgiving story!
Chandler: Uhh, 9. (He pushes the clock into the sink.)
(Joey enters and Chandler pushes her away.)
Chandler: (quietly) Hi! (They both start kissing.)
Chandler: Okay, I gotta go to work.
Chandler: Okay, y'know your not though. Let's go. (He starts for his bedroom.)
[Scene: Monica and Rachel's, the next morning, Chandler, Joey, and Phoebe are eating breakfast.]
Chandler: What's going on?
Phoebe: Oh weird, Chandler just told us he's got a conference there!
Chandler: I'm not in charge of where the conference is held. Do you want people to think it's a fake conference? It's a real conference.
Chandler: Uh, hey!
Chandler: We're flipping Monica's mattress.
Chandler: Aww, man! (They go into Monica's room.)
Chandler: Why are you screaming and hugging?
Chandler: (To Ross) Why don't you cut him a little slack? Okay? Maybe if he relaxes a little bit, he'll get some work done.
Chandler: Condoms?
Phoebe: (To Chandler) Can you hear anything?
[Cut to Monica's bedroom, Chandler is trying to listen through the door.]
Chandler: And condoms are the way to do that?
(Chandler opens the bathroom door to reveal Joey passed out on the toilet with a toothbrush in his mouth.)
Chandler: Really?! I-I thought you werent looking for something serious? I thought you were looking for some kind of a fling.
Chandler: (jumping on the bed) I can't believe it! We're here!
Chandler: Oh yes! Monica, get in here! There's a high-speed car chase on!
Chandler: All right everybody, I know that it's Christmas Eve and you'd rather be with your families, but there's *no* call (he takes it off) for writing "Screw you, Mr. Bing!" on the back of my chair! (he looks at it) -- By the way, you can all call me Chandler.
Chandler: Yes, and I was saying the actual words.
Chandler: What? Why?
Chandler: Uh-huh. (He doesn't take his eyes off the TV.)
Chandler: Half a tank? We still got a lot of high-speed chasing to do!
Chandler: (turning to face her) Yeah.
Monica: Chandler!
Chandler: Okay, great. (He grabs the remote and turns on the TV to the chase.)
Monica: (To Chandler) Excuse me, umm, can I talk to you over here for just a second?
Chandler: Oh, I'm sorry, am I getting in the way of all the room switching fun?
Kathy: (outside the door) No. (Chandler opens the door and they kiss again.)
Chandler: Do not speak ill of the dead.
Chandler: Hey listen, come on, Joey is having a problem! A little girl is beating him up.
Chandler: I just want to watch a little television. What is the big deal? Geez, relax mom.
Chandler: Oh yeah? (He grabs the pad and starts reading it.) Joshua, give me a call sometime, guys like you (Pause) never go out of stylewhat did you throw away?
Monica: Yeah. All right, I'm gonna go tell Dan that it's not gonna happen. (They kiss and as she starts to leave, Chandler starts to dance. Without turning around.) Don't do the dance.
Chandler: Hey.
Chandler: Okay, fine, $300.
Chandler: Flashdance.
Chandler: Damn Rollos!
Chandler: Y'know, if I won $5,000 I'd join a gym, y'know build up my upper body and hit Richard from behind with a stick! (Mimics it.)
Monica: Chandler stole a twenty from my purse!
Monica: Chandler! (Motions for him to come outside.)
Chandler: Monica. (Follows her out.)
Monica: Oh, it was awful. (To Chandler) I guess some people just don't appreciate really good food.
Chandler: Yeah, just think of it as $25 per room!
Chandler: Hi!
Chandler and Phoebe: Yeah, me either.
Joey: Who cares? You're Rachel! (To Chandler) Who's Kip?
Chandler: Okay, Ross is in the bathroom.
Chandler: Yes that would have made more sense.
Chandler: Kip, my old roommate, y'know we all used to hang out together.
Joey: Nooo. I had a story all worked out but then Chandler sold me out.
Chandler: (entering) Hey!
Chandler: Yes that was mine.
[Scene: Chandler and Joey's, Joey is watching TV.]
[Scene: The beach house, the next morning. Chandler and Monica are in the kitchen eating breakfast.]
Chandler: Sure I do. In fact, I think the whole concept of marriage is unnatural. I mean look at pigs. Lets take a second here and look at pigs. Okay pigs dont mate for life. I mean a pig can have like a hundred sexual partners in a lifetime, and thats just an ordinary pig not even a pig thats good at sports!
[Scene: Chandler and Monica's weekend, a hotel clerk is showing them their new room.]
Chandler: Because of the weekend, we had a fight.
Chandler: (entering) Hey!
Chandler: So, I guess this is over.
Chandler: I just came over to drop off nothing. So that weekend kinda sucked, huh?
Chandler: Really? Okay. Great!
Chandler: So, this isn't over?
Chandler: Okay.
Chandler: (stops her) We're in a relationship?
[Scene: Monica and Rachel's, Monica, Rachel, Joey, and Chandler are there as Phoebe enters.]
Chandler: Joey, can I talk to you for a second? (He grabs him and starts to drag Joey into Monica's room.)
Chandler: If you're cooking on the stove, does that mean that your new secret boyfriend is better in bed than Richard?
Chandler: Yes. Yes. (Lets him up.)
Chandler: It happened in London.
Joey: (To Chandler) You?! (To Monica) And-and you?!
Chandler: The reason we didn't tell anyone was because we didn't want to make a big deal out of it.
(Chandler pushes him through the door and Monica closes it behind them.)
Chandler: No-no-no-no-no! You can't!
(She goes over and kisses Chandler.)
[They all run to get in the cab, and Chandler pulls out a smoke.]
Chandler: Fun's over!
Chandler: Buh-bye. (Hangs up the phone) I just got us reservations at Michelles and tickets to the Musicman to celebrate our first holiday season as a betroughed couple.
Chandler: No, Im afraid I wont be able to make love as well as him.
Chandler: Well, just until we find an energy source to replace fuel.
Chandler: Sorry.
Chandler and Monica: Okay.
[Scene: Chandler and Joey's, Monica and Chandler are making out on one of the chairs.]
Monica: (To Chandler) Rachel's at work.
Chandler: Hello!
Joey: (Pointing at Chandler.) Your different here too. Your mean in England. (Chandler throws his hands up to his head in frustration. They walk away from each other.)
[Time lapse, Monica and Chandler have changed rooms yet again.]
[Scene: Central Perk, Chandler, Joey, and Phoebe are there.]
Chandler: Yes. Yes! Right! And I feel horrible. You have to believe me!
Chandler: (With the covers pulled up to his chin.) Morning, Ross.
Chandler: So you're really okay with this?
CHANDLER: Hey, come on, we got the gift, the concert, and the cake.
Mr. Geller: (To Chandler) God, your hair sure is different!
Chandler: Yeah, we were just talking about that. I can't believe how stupid we used to look. (They both quickly push their sleeves over their elbows.)