words in movies
Ross: Rain? Hi. Hi, my name is Rain. I have my own kiln, and my dress is made out of wheat.
Monica: Okay, look at this one. This is my favourite. (Its a little pink and white dress for the girl baby.)
[Scene: Beatrice Bridal Shop, Monica and Phoebe are there to pick up Emilys dress.]
Rachel: Want a wedding dress? Hardly used.
Rachel: Pheebs, you go with Monica and try on her green dress. If that doesn't work, you can wear my gray silk one. Oh, gosh, what am I wearing?!
[Time lapse, Monica is now wearing the dress while doing the dishes and is making like she is thanking her guests for coming to her wedding. Paging Dr. Crane. Dr. Fraiser Crane!]
Monica: All right, listen up. There is usually only one dress in each size so when they open those doors, fan out. Now, this is what youre looking for! (Holds up a picture of it.) Memorize it! When you locate the dress, blow on these. All right? (She passes out whistles to them.) Three short blasts, when you hear it. Come running.
(Angela, a beautiful woman in a tight dress, enters.)
(Marcel jumps into view wearing a pink dress. Everybody gasps)
Phoebe: Its a trip for two! (She gets up and takes off her blouse-type thingy shes wearing over her dress.) Excuse me. (She walks over to table four.) Excuse me, is the person who won the Paris trip at this table?
Ross: (holding a dress out from inside the closet) This one?
(Rachel enters in a wet wedding dress and starts to search the room.)
RACHEL: [the shoulders of her dress keep falling off her shoulders] Is my hook unhooked? These things keep falling down, I can't. . .
Rachel: Ohh, are you setting Ross up with someone? Does she have a wedding dress?
Mrs. Geller: Mm. Unless we go with a different dress?
Mr. Heckles: That's not my monkey. Just the dress is mine, you can send that back whenever.
Monica: The green dress? Really?
[Scene: Monica and Rachel's. Rachel and Ross are there. Ross is trying to get the dress off Marcel.]
Joey: (on phone) Yeah, my neighbor... (Listens) Yeah, the brunette... (to Monica) She says you looked very pretty the other day in the green dress.
Angela: That's because I'm wearing a dress that accents my boobs.
[Scene: Nana's Bedroom, Ross is holding a dress out from inside the closet.]
Chandler: Now, there is a dress laid out on your bed. (Monica stumbles on the steps.) Okay, (catches her) youre doing great. Youre doing great. Youre doing fine.
(Rachel enters, in a formal dress.)
Monica: (to Phoebe) Quick, take off your dress, he wont notice the bed.
(Chandler enters, sees Rachel in the dress and starts laughing)
Phoebe: That won't go with this dress though.
Monica: Well, you used to dress up in Mom's clothes all the time.
RACHEL: Oh, that's OK, it's just the shoulder, it's not my dress.
Monica: Wait a minute, just because he paid for your head shots youre gonna take him? Joey, I dont think youre comprehending just how slutty this dress is!
Rachel: Monica, can Phoebe borrow your green dress?
Rachel: Man in the black dress (Monica walks away and Rachel looks around to find a woman in a black dress.) (To her) Hi! Im Rachel! Im a friend of Monica and Chandlers!
Chandler: New haircut? (Monica nods No.) Necklace? (No) Dress? (No) Boots? (Monica nods Yes.) Boots!
Joey: Well, maybe I can help. (he grabs her head passionately, closes his eyes and kisses... Ross in Rachel's dress! He realises it too late, and when he does, pushes Ross's/Rachel's head away)
Joshua: Gloves. Brown, leather dress gloves.
Chandler: No, we'll-we'll bring it back! Just put it under your dress.
The Saleslady: Yes! I have it right here. (Phoebe and Monica both gasp at the dress.) Would you like to try it on Ms. Waltham?
Rachel: Yeah, I did. I needed my lucky dress.
Ross: Yeahoh! Hey listen umm, Emily found this wedding dress in London
Monica: All right. (Goes to take off the dress.)
[Scene: Monica and Rachel's, Monica is putting away the wedding dress, finally.]
Monica: This isnt even my dress.
Monica: Hey! (She jumps up and throws Emilys wedding dress into Rachels room.)
Phoebe: Its not kicking me, its kicking one of the other babies. Oh (looks down her dress)! Dont make me come in there!
[Time lapse. Monica is wearing the dress and starring at herself in the mirror.]
Rachel: Huh. Except, Phoebes not gonna be the one that gets to dress them.
Monica: Oh, yes, umm, Im here to pick up a dress that you have on hold.
Ross: Yeah, but it didnt fit. Well, luckily theres a store here that has one left in her size, but Im the groom, Im not supposed to see the dress
Chandler: You just, you look so different! Terrific! That dress! That body!
Monica: What-what's the matter? Is there, is there something on my dress? (She turns around making sure he gets a good look.)
(A woman enters wearing a wet wedding dress and frantically starts to look around.)
Monica: Does she use the cups? Yes! I believe she does. Does she use the plates? Yes! I believe she does. (Looks at the wedding dress and stops.)
Rachel: Okay? Whoa, wait! (She undoes one button on Phoebe's dress.)
Phoebe: Joey! (Examining the dress.) Wow, you didnt rip off any buttons.
Chandler: You know what, okay, fine. Don't get up, you just sit right there. I just hope, you don't mind, you know, my hand right here. (holds his hand a couple of inches in front of Joey's face) Op, not touching, can't get mad! Not touching can't get mad! Not touching can't get mad! (Joey flings some dip onto Phoebe's dress)
Phoebe: We, you know, we’re different! We don’t care about having a huge party. (She picks up the veil) This is really nice for you, but, oh, please, I put this on? (she puts it on) And, ow, I look (she looks her reflex image on a toaster), why, well, radiant. (pause) All right, well, who cares, I don’t need a pretty veil and a fancy dress.
Rachel: No-n-n-n-no! I am finally thinking clearly. My lucky dress wasnt working out to well for me, but for four years, this baby never missed.
Joey: And then, then he could use his teeth, his teeth to undo her dress, and, and, and bite her!
Phoebe: (seeing her dress) Oh God. So-so youre making porn movies.
(Another woman walks past Rachel carrying a wedding dress.)
Paul: Im thinking that you are looking really fine it that dress.
Monica: Have you found your dress yet?
CHANDLER: Well, I think you should seriously consider the marriage thing, give Rachel another chance to dress up like Princess Bubble Yum.
Phoebe: Did you find the dress?
[Time lapse, inside the store, Monica is frantically looking for her dress.]
Monica: This is my dress!
Monica: (handing Phoebe the dress) Go! Go! Go!
Monica: Are you gonna dress up as Santa?
Monica: What am I gonna do?! That is the dress! That is the dress! Wh Chandler wants the band. What do I do?
[Scene: Monica and Chandler's, Monica, Phoebe, and Rachel are admiring Monicas wedding dress.]
RACHEL: (after a pause with everyone staring at her, she goes up to the microphone) Ya, know what Barr, I'm not gonna leave. I probably should, but I'm not, see 'cause I promised myself that I would make it through at least *one* of your weddings (da-doom-chesh). See now, tonight, all I really wanted was to make it though this evening with a little bit of grace and dignity. Well (laughing), I guess we can all agree that's not gonna happen. There's nothing really left to say except....(starts singing) "Her name was Lola. She was a showgirl. With yellow feathers (band joins in), feathers in her hair, and a dress cut down to there. She would..."
Chandler: Did your Dad ever dress up like Santa?
Chandler: Oh you got a wedding dress? Thats great!
Rachel: So, does this (The dress) come in another color or (The store owner walks away.)
RICHARD: Ok. Ahh. One of my things is, I always separate my sweat socks from my dress socks.
Monica: No, Im wearing a wedding dress.
Chandler: Theres gonna be a wedding. Youre gonna be the bride. Two hundred people are going to be looking at you in a clean white dress.
Mrs. Bing: Dont you have a little too much penis to be wearing a dress like that?
Chandler: Oh thats great! Great! Thanks! But that dress I mean its like yuck! Its terrible! It makes me wanna just rip it right off of you!
Phoebe: Joey! (Examining the dress.) Wow, you didnt rip off any buttons.
Phoebe: Listen! You have to help me pick a dress 'cause I'm meeting Mike's parents tonight! (Rachel gasps)
Phoebe: You guys! You guys! You don't have to fight over her anymore. (she goes out into the hallway and enters with an even more hideous painting/collage. One of those faceles mannequins heads wearing a blueish dress and orange gloves reaching out into the room. Around the head 3 small dolls are hovering.) Whoever doesn't get Gladys gets Glynnis. (Rachel and Monica are gasping for air at the sight of this monstrous piece of art.)
Monica: So what! As long as hes not wearing a white dress and a veil I dont care.
Chandler: You look beautiful. Is this new? (Her dress.)
Monica: All right, Im gonna go steam my wedding dress okay? Who wants the responsibility of making sure nothing happens to it?
(Monica enters wearing her wedding dress.)
Chandler: Mom. Thanks for wearing something. (They hug.) (Shes wearing a tight dress with a lot of cleavage showing.)
Monica: He is the man in the black dress.
Monica: You didnt dress up either?!
Chandler: Okay before we start the celebration, Monica has to go put on her party dress.
Rachel: Please tell me youre not gonna dress up like a dinosaur.
Phoebe: Okay, so... allright... Which dress? (she holds up two 'Phoebe' dresses, Rachel and Monica look at them... taking their time, don't wanting to hurt Phoebe) You can say "neither".
Mrs. Bing: As I recall when we got married, I saw the groom in the wedding dress.
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?
Chandler: No, we'll-we'll bring it back! Just put it under your dress.
Mrs. Geller: Well, he better not come by here. He cant see the bride in the wedding dress.
Phoebe: Monica slow down! Ok? I'm just excited to be living with him. You know I mean, I don't know, Can I see someday being married to Mike? Sure! Yeah. Y'know..I can picture myself walking down the aisle in a wedding dress that highlights my breasts in an obvious yet classy way. But do I want that house in Connecticut...you know..near the good schools where Mike and I can send Sophie and Mike Junior.. Oh my god I do.
Monica: No. No. Not it. Not it. Not it. (Checks another rack and another woman tries to reach around her.) (To the woman) Dont crowd me! (Finds it) This is it! This is the dress! Oh my God, its perfect! (She takes it off of the rack and someone has a hold of it on the other side of the rack and tugs on it.) Im sorry, this ones taken! (The other woman tugs harder pulling Monica through the rack.) Whoa!
Chandler: I havent seen this dress.
Phoebe: Mon, maybe one of these guys wants to wear your dress.
Phoebe: (picks up a dress) Hey Rach, will you come with me to a dressing room?
Monica: Oh how nice. Maybe later we can all go blow our noses on my wedding dress.