words in movies
Mrs. Geller: Oh, Martha Ludwin's daughter is gonna call you. (Tastes a snack) Mmm! What's that curry taste?
Mrs. Geller: Mmmm!
Mr. Geller: (To Ross) Do you remember the Ludwins? The big one had a thing for you, didn't she?
Mrs. Geller: They all had a thing for him.
Mrs. Geller: Oh, she just graduated, and she wants to be something in cooking, or food, or.... I don't know. Anyway, I told her you had a restaurant-
Mrs. Geller: Well, they don't have to know that... (She starts to fluff the same pillow Monica fluffed multiple times earlier.)
Mrs. Geller: Oh, we're having spaghetti! That's.... easy.
Mrs. Geller: What that Rachel did to her life.... We ran into her parents at the club, they were not playing very well.
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...
Mrs. Geller: Nothing! It's an expression.
Mr. Geller: Don't listen to your mother. You're independent, and you always have been! Even when you were a kid... and you were chubby, and you had no friends, you were just fine! And you would read alone in your room, and your puzzles...
Mr. Geller: Look, there are people like Ross who need to shoot for the stars, with his museum, and his papers getting published. Other people are satisfied with staying where they are- I'm telling you, these are the people who never get cancer.
Mr. Geller: ...And I read about these women trying to have it all, and I thank God 'Our Little Harmonica' doesn't seem to have that problem.
Mrs. Geller: (To Monica) And you knew about this?!
Ross: Helen Geller? I don't think so.
Carol: Hello? It's not gonna be Helen Geller.
Carol: No, I mean it's not Geller.
Susan: Oh, no, nonononono, you see what he's doing? He knows no-one's gonna say all those names, so they'll wind up calling her Geller, then he gets his way!
[Scene: A hallway, Joey and Ross find Mr. Geller with his ear up against a janitors closet door.]
Mr. Geller: Well, the garage flooded sweetie and it ruined everything in your boxes. Im sorry.
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)
STEVE: Excuse me, you're Monica Geller aren't you?
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?
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
Rachel: I dunno. Yknow to me hell always be Jack Geller, walks in while youre changing.
FBOB: Geller!
ROSS: I'm Ross Geller. Wha, I'm, God in your add you said you were pretty but wow.
Mr. Geller: (Forcefully.) Hey, you keep pushing me on this, my foots going to meet the middle of your ass.
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: Hi.
MR. GELLER: Some of your old stuff.
MRS. GELLER: Hi darling.
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: Why?
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]
MRS. GELLER: Jack, give me that. Talk to your son.
MR. GELLER: It is off.
MR. GELLER: Everybody smile.
MR. GELLER: C'mon kid, let's go.
MR. GELLER: Let's show 'em.
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.
MRS. GELLER: Oh, we were so sorry to hear about your parents splitting up, dear.
MR. GELLER: The button, the button.
MRS. GELLER: Dance with him.
MRS. GELLER: Which one? Which button, Jack.
MRS. GELLER: Dance with your father.
MRS. GELLER: Oh, dear. Jack, how do I turn this off?
MRS. GELLER: Oh, Jack.
MRS. GELLER: Oh hi kids. Hi darling.
MR. GELLER: Oh thank you.
MRS. GELLER: No, Richard Burke gave them a ride.
MRS. GELLER: Well, you kids thank Dr. Burke for the ride?
MRS. GELLER: Sooo, Richard's shopping in the junior section.
MRS. GELLER: Thank you Richard, I appreciate the support.
MRS. GELLER: Really.
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.
MR. GELLER: C'mon, tell us.
MRS. GELLER: Richard. Richard. Your son isn't seeing anyone is he?
MR. GELLER: C'mon, it's my birthday.
[Mrs. Geller and Ross both enter]
MRS. GELLER: So, who's the mystery man?
MRS. GELLER: A real doctor?
MRS. GELLER: Oh please, a relationship.
MR. GELLER: [enters with his bat] Found it.
MR. GELLER: When did I say that?
MRS. GELLER: Oh?
MRS. GELLER: Well that's wonderful. . . I
MR. GELLER: What? I'm kidding. You know I'd never let him touch the Porsche.
MR. GELLER: Of course she would, you're a college man.
Mr. Geller: So you don't wanna go to Williamsburg?
MR. GELLER: Honey. Honey, have you seen my Harmon Kilerbrew bat? Bob doesn't believe I have one.
[Scene: Mr. Geller's birthday party. Mr. and Mrs. Geller enter looking particularly refreshed. Monica follows looking rather pale.]
[Scene: The Gellers' kitchen. Monica, Mrs. Geller and one of Mrs. Geller's friends are preparing the cake.]
Rachel: Your fly is open, Geller. (he checks it, and zips up)
Mr. Geller: They never did, so if ever see me giving them legal advice just nod along. Shall we?
MR. GELLER: Press the button.
MRS. GELLER: We just know she's got the IQ of a napkin.
MRS. GELLER: Ross, whose glasses are those?
[the guys form a wall between Mrs Geller and Mr Geller and dance across the hall as he walks across]
Mrs. Geller: No, I'd be hearing about 'Why didn't I get the honey-glazed ham?', I didn't spend enough on flowers, and if I spent more she'd be saying 'Why are you wasting your money? I don't need flowers, I'm dead'.
Mr. Geller: No.
MR. GELLER: Oh, Judy. Oh, Judy.
Mr. Geller: Well, I just wanted to make sure you were okay.
Mr. Geller: I saw Richard.
Mr. Geller: Well, he's doing terrible!
Mr. Geller: Maybe.
Mr. Geller: You don't wanna know.
Mrs. Geller: Well what is it? Come on sweetie, your like, freaking me out here.
Mr. Geller: So, how are you doing?
Mr. Geller: Now I'm depressed! ...(To everyone) Even more than I was.
Mr. Geller: No, the man is a mess.
MR. GELLER: A woman in my office is a lesiban. I'm just saying.
Jester: Look, its like I told you, theres nothing I can do. You signed for it, Monica Velula Geller.
MR. GELLER: Who's drink can I freshen?
MR. GELLER: Apparently, he told Johnny Shapiro that she's quite a girl. In fact, he told Johnny that he thinks he's falling in love with her.
MR. GELLER: Well, c'mon. Don't ya want to find out?
Guy: Which bedroom do ya want it in Miss Geller?
Ross: Oh yeah! Then how come you didnt get the Geller Cup?
Mr. Geller: (pause) Sorry to bother you again, but could you pass my pamphlets back? (They do so.) Thank you.
[Scene: Monica and Rachel's apartment. Mr. and Mrs. Geller are watching tennis on TV, Monica is sitting at the table]
MR. GELLER: That's impossible, he's got a twinkie in the city.
Rachel: Um, there was a Geller Cup?
Mr. Geller: Well, it's your mother's bridge night so I thought that I would come into the city for a little Monicuddle. (hugs her) Since when did you start smoking cigars?
Ross: The Geller Cup.
Monica: Well, every, every Thanksgiving um, we used to have a touch football game called the Geller Bowl.
[Monica jumps in the shower. Right after Mrs. Geller enters the bathroom, Mr. Geller peeks his head in.]
Ross: Phoebe! You're note, amazing! Not only did no one touch my sandwich, but people at work are actually afraid of me. Yeah, a guy called me mental! Mental Geller, yeah, I always wanted a cool nickname like that.
Sarah: Really Mr. Geller, you dont have to do this.
Mrs. Geller: Here, sweetie, here. I took these when I had my golfing accident. (Hands Ross a bottle of pills. Then turns to Monica and pats her hair over her ears)