words in movies
Chandler: Oh well, not as lovely as you. I mean, I cant believe that you would have a thirty-year-old daughter! (To Mr. Geller) And you! I cant believe that you would have a tux thats thirty years old! (Puts his hand on Mr. Gellers shoulder.)
Mrs. Geller: Oh, maybe that's it.
Mrs. Geller: Me? I'm fine, fine. I'm glad you're here. ...What's with your hair?
Nurse: Mrs. Geller?
Mrs. Geller: What's different?
Mr. Geller: We're looking into it.
Mrs. Geller: What?
Mr. Geller: Not just restaurants, from our house.
Mr. Geller: She may have died.
Mrs. Geller: What is going on?!
Mrs. Geller: Well, that doesn't mean she can't look nice!
Mrs. Geller: Sweetie, you think you can get in there?
Mr. Geller: I'd like that.
Mrs. Geller: You're right. We'll go with the burgundy.
Mrs. Geller: That's really a day shoe.
Mrs. Geller: Mm. Unless we go with a different dress?
Mrs. Geller: Is everything all right, dear?
Mr. Geller: Whaddya got there?
Mr. Geller: What's the score?
Mrs. Geller: (to Monica) Your grandmother would have hated this.
Mr. Geller: Beautiful! (Turns to watch with him)
Mrs. Geller: Tell her what?
Mrs. Geller: More wine, dear?
Mrs. Geller: I'm not sure I know what you're getting at.
Mrs. Geller: Actually they were Nana's.
Mrs. Geller: We might still have some money, if your father didnt think it was a good idea to sell ice over the Internet.
Dr. Green: So? Come on! Explain yourself Geller! First you get my Rachel pregnant!
Mrs. Geller: I'm telling you, it's a wonder your mother turned out to be the positive, life-affirming person that she is.
Mr. Geller: Yknow how the garage floods every Spring?
Phoebe: Damn you Monica Geller hyphen Bing!
Monica: Because... I'm Monica Geller. It was my credit card you were using.
Monica: I'm Monica Geller. I've been taking care of you.
Mrs. Bing: Mr. Geller.
Mr. Geller: I wanna be buried at sea, it looks like fun.
Mr. Geller: No! Thank you! (Hugs Chandler) Monica, and Ross! I dont know what Im gonna do about the two of you!
Mr. Geller: Eat your fish.
Mr. Geller: Well Im peeking. (He peeks.) Oh my God!
Mr. Geller: I'm not freaking out, I'm just saying, if somebody had come to me with the idea andndash;
Mrs. Geller: It really was. Oh, c'mere, sweetheart. (Hugs her) Y'know, I think it might be time for you to start using night cream.
Mr. Geller: I think I accidentally used Monicas boxes to keep the water away from the Porsche.
Mrs. Geller: Oh thats all right, Im coming back later with your father.
Mr. Geller: I'm not gonna tell you what they spent on that wedding... but forty thousand dollars is a lot of money!
Mrs. Geller: Well, at least she had the chance to leave a man at the altar...
Carol: Hello? It's not gonna be Helen Geller.
[Scene: Nana's house, Ross, Mrs. Geller and Aunt Lillian are going through clothes.]
Rachel: And I will make everyone call me Mrs. Geller!
Mr. Geller: Well, the garage flooded sweetie and it ruined everything in your boxes. Im sorry.
[Scene: A hallway, Joey and Ross find Mr. Geller with his ear up against a janitors closet door.]
Older Scientist: Dr. Geller, theres a seat over here. (Motions to an empty chair at the white table.)
STEVE: Excuse me, you're Monica Geller aren't you?
Phoebe: Rach, Rach, I just remembered. I had a dream about Mr. Geller last night.
Mr. Geller: Honey, relationships are hard. Like with your Mom and me. You know after we graduated college we broke up for a while. It seems her Father, your Grandfather, wanted her to travel around Europe, like he did. Of course, he got to do it on Uncle Sam's nickel, because he was also strafing German troop trains at the time. However, (turns around and sees that Monica is sleeping and puts a blanket around her, kisses her, picks up the cigar, and starts watching the video)
Mr. Geller: Well I dont know, I-I suppose we may have favored you unconsciously, you were a medical marvel! The doctor said your mother could
Mr. Geller: Listen to me! When my time comes, I wanna be buried at sea.
Ross: Hi, um, Im err, (has to clear his throat) Im Ross Geller, and err ah... (pats Carols bulge) ..thats, thats my boy in there, and uh, (points) this is Carol Willick, and this... is Susan Bunch. Susan is um Carols, just, com... (embarrassment finally overwhelms the poor fellow, who becomes incoherent until) ..whos next?
Rachel: I dunno. Yknow to me hell always be Jack Geller, walks in while youre changing.
Mr. Geller: (Forcefully.) Hey, you keep pushing me on this, my foots going to meet the middle of your ass.
FBOB: Geller!
Mrs. Geller: Oh, Martha Ludwin's daughter is gonna call you. (Tastes a snack) Mmm! What's that curry taste?
MR. GELLER: Hi.
Mrs. Geller: What that Rachel did to her life.... We ran into her parents at the club, they were not playing very well.
Monica: Hi. (On the phone) Hi, uh, yes, this is Monica Geller. Um, I believe I'm taking some classes with you and I was wondering what they were.
MR. GELLER: Some of your old stuff.
MRS. GELLER: Hi darling.
ROSS: I'm Ross Geller. Wha, I'm, God in your add you said you were pretty but wow.
MRS. GELLER: Well sweetie, we have a surprise for you. We're turning your room into a gym.
MRS. GELLER: Oh, hi Rachel.
MRS. GELLER: Jack, give me that. Talk to your son.
MRS. GELLER: Oh, Jack look, there's that house paint commercial that cracks you up. [the Gellers return to watching TV and Ross goes over to Monica]
MR. GELLER: It is off.
MR. GELLER: Everybody smile.
MRS. GELLER: Why?
MRS. GELLER: You were fired? What're you gonna do?
MRS. GELLER: Get a shot of Monica. Where's Monica.
(He moves Rosss coat to get the tissues and the engagement ring box Mrs. Geller gave him falls out of the pocket it was inside. Joey goes to one knee, picks up the box, opens it, and sees that its an engagement ring.)
MR. GELLER: Your mother's right. Take her, you can wear my tux.
MRS. GELLER: [to Ross on the stairs] I have a wonderful idea. You should take Rachel to the prom.
MR. GELLER: The button, the button.
MRS. GELLER: Oh, dear. Jack, how do I turn this off?
MRS. GELLER: Oh, Jack.
MR. GELLER: C'mon kid, let's go.
MR. GELLER: Let's show 'em.
MRS. GELLER: Dance with him.
MRS. GELLER: Oh, we were so sorry to hear about your parents splitting up, dear.
MRS. GELLER: Which one? Which button, Jack.
MRS. GELLER: Dance with your father.
MR. GELLER: Oh thank you.
MRS. GELLER: Oh hi kids. Hi darling.
MRS. GELLER: Well, you kids thank Dr. Burke for the ride?
MRS. GELLER: No, Richard Burke gave them a ride.
MRS. GELLER: Sooo, Richard's shopping in the junior section.
MRS. GELLER: Really.
MR. GELLER: C'mon, tell us.
MR. GELLER: C'mon, it's my birthday.
MRS. GELLER: Thank you Richard, I appreciate the support.
MRS. GELLER: [they start kissing] Oh Jack stop.
MRS. GELLER: I just never would have pictured Richard with a bimbo.
MR. GELLER: I tell you, I've never seen him this happy.
MRS. GELLER: A real doctor?
MRS. GELLER: Richard. Richard. Your son isn't seeing anyone is he?