words in movies
[Scene: A Doctor's Office, Ross is having his thing looked at by Dr. Rhodes.]
Dr. Rhodes: Take your shirt off, and let's see what we're dealing with here. (Ross starts to take off his pants) What are you doing?
Dr. Rhodes: Well that's not a third nipple.
Dr. Rhodes: First of all, it's on your ass.
Dr. Rhodes: Wait a minute, hold it. (He goes to the door and opens it.) Johnson! Will you come in here a moment?
Dr. Johnson: I'm with Hamilton!
Dr. Rhodes: He's good with rear things, bring him in too.
[Scene: Dr. Rhodes's Office, a rather large group of doctors has now gathered to take a look at Ross's thing. Ross is none too pleased with the developments, he has a disgusted look on his face.]
Dr. Rhodes: Thank you soo much for coming on such a short notice. Ladies and gentlemen, I've-I've-I've been practicing medicine for twenty-three years, and I'm stumped.
[Scene: Ross's new apartment, he is showing his boss, Dr. Ledbetter his new place and new outlook on life.]
JOEY: Hey, I'll be alright. I mean it's not like I'm starting from sqare one. I was Dr. Drake Remoray on Days of Our Lives. Heh? I mean that's gotta have some kind of cache.
Dr. Franzblau: Hey, how's my favorite parenting team doing?
Ross: Dr. Franzblau, hi.
Nurse: Youve done all you can Dr. Wesley. You have got to let her go.
Dr. Franzblau: No, it's hard enough to get women to go out with me.
[Scene: The Waiting Room, Rachel and Dr. Franzblau have gone to get coffee.]
Dr. Franzblau: I'm gonna go check up on your friend.
Dr. Franzblau: I try not to let my work affect my personal life, but it's hard, when you... do what I do. It's like uh...Well, for instance, what do you do?
Dr. Franzblau: It is nice to meet you. I'm Dr. Franzblau. I'm your roommate's... brother's... ex-wife's obstetrician.
Ross: (puts his head near the baby) Hello! (to Dr. Franzblau) Oh, sorry.
Dr. Franzblau: You're doing great, you're doing fine.
Dr. Franzblau: I'm sorry, I can't tell the baby to wait for them.
Rachel: (to Dr. Franzblau) Ok, so anyway, you were telling me about Paris, it sounds fascinating.
Dr. Franzblau: All right, Carol, I need you to keep pushing. I need(reaches for an instrument, Rachel's hand is on it) Excuse me, could I have this?
Phoebe: Oh, it's Dr. Seuss!
Rachel: No! Shoot, Dr. Schiff what kind of question is that?!
Rachel: And if you need anything else, I(notices the handsome Dr. Franzblau)do not believe we've met. Hi. I'm, uh, Rachel Green. I'm Carol's... ex-husband's... sister's roommate.
Dr. Harad: Just-just to clarify, I'm not Fonzie. (Phoebe nods in agreement as he leaves.)
Benjamin: The selection committee has chosen the three of you as our finalists today. The ultimate decision will be based upon the answers you give to the questions I ask here. I'm gonna start with Dr. Li. Dr. Li, you claim the field is too reliant on the Linnaean taxonomic system. How do you propose to correct this problem?
Dr. Miller: This is a glaucoma test.
Dr. Mitchell: (on the phone) Monica and Rachel's apartment. Err yeh, aayah, yeh, just one second... (handing it to Monica) ..ah, Rachel, it's your dad.
Dr. Franzblau: No, no, really. I suppose it's because I spend so much time, you know, where I do.
[Scene: Carol's room, Rachel and Dr. Franzblau are there with her.]
DOCTOR: Hello, there. I'm Dr. Carlin. I see someone's having an allergic reaction.
ERICA: Well, yes, yes, the best doctor in all of Salem, Dr. Drake Remore.
Dr. Miller: Okay. You've got a small, minor infection in that left eye. I want you to take these drops three times a day and you'll be as good as new.
JOEY: There's my scene, there's my scene. [Joey on tv] "Mrs. Wallace, I'm Dr. Drake Ramoray, your sister's neurosurgeon.
MONICA: Dr. Burke, it, it's me.
Dr. Green: What kind of person is allergic to lobster? I guess the kind of person that works at a library.
DR. BURKE: Monica? My God you used to be so. . . I mean you, you, you, you must have lost like. . . You look great.
DR. BURKE: See.
Dr. Franzblau: Ok, all right, well aren't there times when you come home at the end of the day, and you're just like, 'if I see one more cup of coffee'...
RACHEL: Ya know, Dr. Burke kissed me once.
MONICA: Dr. Burke? I don't think so. I mean, like, he's a grown up.
DR. BURKE: You too.
DR. BURKE: I'm going to look into your eyes now.
DR. BURKE: So, it's great to see ya.
DR. BURKE: Oh, OK, yeah. I'll see ya later.
DR. BURKE: Drops!
DR. BURKE: Yep.
DR. BURKE: Yeah, yeah, maybe.
DR. BURKE: So.
DR. BURKE: Yeah. Are we nuts here?
MRS. GELLER: Well, you kids thank Dr. Burke for the ride?
DR. BURKE: Yeah, since the divorce, when anybody asks me how I am, it's always with a sympathetic head tilt. [demonstrating] 'How ya doin'? You OK?'
DR. BURKE: Oh, well obviously you know Barbara and I split up, otherwise you wouldn't have done the head tilt.
DR. REMORE: Some guys are just lucky I guess.
ERICA: No, no no no, you don't have to tell me anything. You don't have to explain yourself to me. Ooh, who am I to question the great Dr. Drake Remore?
Dr. Long: Rachel youre gonna have to push even harder, nothings happening!
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.
DR. HORTON: No, no, they only said you.
DR. REMORE: Yeah, whatever. Oh no.
DR. REMORE: Oh, ok. Alright.
DR. BURKE: Only because my parents wanted me to be, I wanted to be a sherrif.
Dr. Mitchell: ..you add a pinch of saffron, it makes all the difference.
JOEY: Uh, hey, Dr. Greene, why don't you come with me, we'll put your jacket on Rachel's bed.
DR. REMORE: Well then, uh, I uhh, guess that's me. Anyone else need to go on the elevator? Dr. Horton, Dr. Wong?
DR. BURKE: No, no, there's no rush or anything.
Dr. Baldhara: Well, if he's up against a jungle cat or an animal with horns, you've got to give the little guy something. Otherwise it's just cruel.
[Scene: Dr. Burke's apartment. Dr. Burke answers the door for Phoebe and Monica.]
CHANDLER: Well, uh, Dr. Greene, where are you going?
MONICA: So uh, Joey and Chanlder, I, I think it's time that you take Dr. Greene over to your place.
Ross: So, Dr. Green, hows the old boat.
Rachel: Yeah, well, it's an important day. I wanna look nice. Um, has uh Dr. Franzblau been by?
Dr. Green: This where they put it? What, there no table available in the kitchen! Hello, baby.
Dr. Green: You know whats really good here, the lobster. What do you say shall I just order three.
INTERCOM: Dr. Remore, report to first floor emergency, stat.
Dr Green: You kids ready?
Dr. Green: Oh, wait, wait, wait, wait, I think I forgot my receipt.
Dr. Green: All right.
Ross: Thanks again, Dr. Green.
Dr. Green: Why not?
DR. BURKE: I didn't need to know that. I guess 21 years is a lot. I mean, hell, I'm a whole person who can drink older than you.
DR. BURKE: Drops. Here, they're free.
MONICA: [answers the door] Dr. Greene. Oh my God it's Rachel's dad. What're you doing here?
Dr. Green: What happened to the library?
Dr. Green: Um-hmm.
Ross: Nice to see you again Dr. Green.
[Scene: Restaurant, Rachel and Ross and Dr. Green are having dinner.]
Dr. Green: Excuse me, you think Im cheap?
Dr. Green: Ross? Whats with the neck?
Dr. Green: (gets his receipt and notices the twenty) What is this? Who put a twenty down here? Huh?
Dr. Green: Thanks for dinner last night.
Dr. Green: Baby. Ross.
Ross: Yeah, if youre really hungry. (Dr. Green stares at him) It was a joke, I made a joke.
Dr. Green: Hes Bobby Bobby?
Dr. Green: What do you need help for?
Dr. Green: Oh God!
Dr. Green: Oh.
Dr. Green: Id love some juice. Thanks.
DR. REMORE: I know you do but you and I can never be together that way.
(Carol's doctor, Dr. Franzblau arrives.)
Dr. Green: So what's new with you, uh, knocked up any more of my daughters lately?
(Ross takes a twenty and slips it underneath the bill when Dr. Green isnt looking.)
Dr. Green: So, why do you let her go to a chiropractor for?
DR. BURKE: Yeah, that's my job. Alright, look up. . . look down, now open your eyes, now look down. That's right, look into the light. Now look at me. . . OK. Your eyes look good. Those are good eyes.
Dr. Green: Excuse me for a moment, will you please, I want to say good night to the Levines, before we go.
Dr. Mitchell: Okay, errrr, Monica?
Dr. Mitchell: Look at this, it's from the cellars of Ernest and Tova Borgnine, so how could we resist?