words in movies
Mrs. Geller: So Chandler, youre parents mustve been thrilled when you told them you were engaged.
Mr. Geller: I remember when we first got engaged.
Mr. Geller: (ignoring her) Well, Id gotten Judy pregnant. I still dont know that happened.
Mrs. Geller: (incredulous) You dont know how that happened?! Your dog thought my diaphragm was a chew toy!
Mr. Geller: What?! They wanted a scary story!
Mrs. Geller: You tell her Jack, I cant do it.
Mr. Geller: We have it. Only now, we call it the beach house.
Mrs. Geller: Were sorry honey, but we just assumed if you got married after you turned 30 youd pay for it yourself.
Mr. Geller: Which means you had seven years of beach fun and you cant put a price on that sweetie.
Mrs. Geller: We really do feel bad about this though.
Mr. Geller: We started saving again when you were dating Richard and then that went to hell, so we redid the kitchen.
Mrs. Geller: Well it was Chandler! We didnt think hed ever propose!
Mrs. Geller: We might still have some money, if your father didnt think it was a good idea to sell ice over the Internet.
Mr. Geller: It seemed like such a simple idea.
Mrs. Geller: Stupid Jack, the word is stupid.
Mr. Geller: All right, enough! I dont want to hear about it anymore! (Under his breath) Good luck, Chandler. (Chandler takes another drink.)
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!
Mr. Geller: (Forcefully.) Hey, you keep pushing me on this, my foots going to meet the middle of your ass.
Mrs. Geller: Oh, Martha Ludwin's daughter is gonna call you. (Tastes a snack) Mmm! What's that curry taste?
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.
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.
MR. GELLER: Hi.
MR. GELLER: Some of your old stuff.
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]
ROSS: I'm Ross Geller. Wha, I'm, God in your add you said you were pretty but wow.
MR. GELLER: It is off.
MRS. GELLER: Why?
MRS. GELLER: You were fired? What're you gonna do?
MRS. GELLER: Get a shot of Monica. Where's Monica.
MR. GELLER: Everybody smile.
(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.)
MRS. GELLER: Jack, give me that. Talk to your son.
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: C'mon kid, let's go.
MR. GELLER: Let's show 'em.
MR. GELLER: The button, the button.
MRS. GELLER: Oh, dear. Jack, how do I turn this off?
MRS. GELLER: Dance with him.
MRS. GELLER: Oh, Jack.
MRS. GELLER: Which one? Which button, Jack.
MRS. GELLER: Dance with your father.
MRS. GELLER: Oh, we were so sorry to hear about your parents splitting up, dear.
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.
MR. GELLER: C'mon, tell us.
MRS. GELLER: Sooo, Richard's shopping in the junior section.
MRS. GELLER: Really.
MRS. GELLER: [they start kissing] Oh Jack stop.
MRS. GELLER: Thank you Richard, I appreciate the support.
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, it's my birthday.
MRS. GELLER: A real doctor?
MRS. GELLER: Richard. Richard. Your son isn't seeing anyone is he?
[Mrs. Geller and Ross both enter]
MRS. GELLER: So, who's the mystery man?
MRS. GELLER: Oh?
MRS. GELLER: Well that's wonderful. . . I
MR. GELLER: When did I say that?
MRS. GELLER: Oh please, a relationship.
MR. GELLER: [enters with his bat] Found it.
Mr. Geller: So you don't wanna go to Williamsburg?
MR. GELLER: Of course she would, you're a college man.
[Scene: The Gellers' kitchen. Monica, Mrs. Geller and one of Mrs. Geller's friends are preparing the cake.]
MR. GELLER: What? I'm kidding. You know I'd never let him touch the Porsche.
[Scene: Mr. Geller's birthday party. Mr. and Mrs. Geller enter looking particularly refreshed. Monica follows looking rather pale.]
MR. GELLER: Honey. Honey, have you seen my Harmon Kilerbrew bat? Bob doesn't believe I have one.
Rachel: Your fly is open, Geller. (he checks it, and zips up)
MR. GELLER: Press the button.
Mr. Geller: (To Ross) Do you remember the Ludwins? The big one had a thing for you, didn't she?
MRS. GELLER: We just know she's got the IQ of a napkin.
[the guys form a wall between Mrs Geller and Mr Geller and dance across the hall as he walks across]
MRS. GELLER: Ross, whose glasses are those?
Mr. Geller: They never did, so if ever see me giving them legal advice just nod along. Shall we?
MR. GELLER: Oh, Judy. Oh, Judy.
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, the man is a mess.
Mr. Geller: No.
Mr. Geller: Maybe.
Mr. Geller: You don't wanna know.
Mr. Geller: So, how are you doing?
Mr. Geller: Well, I just wanted to make sure you were okay.
Mr. Geller: I saw Richard.
Mr. Geller: Well, he's doing terrible!
Mrs. Geller: Well what is it? Come on sweetie, your like, freaking me out here.
MR. GELLER: Well, c'mon. Don't ya want to find out?
Mr. Geller: Now I'm depressed! ...(To everyone) Even more than I was.
MR. GELLER: A woman in my office is a lesiban. I'm just saying.
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: Who's drink can I freshen?
Jester: Look, its like I told you, theres nothing I can do. You signed for it, Monica Velula Geller.
Guy: Which bedroom do ya want it in Miss Geller?
Ross: Oh yeah! Then how come you didnt get the Geller Cup?
[Scene: Monica and Rachel's apartment. Mr. and Mrs. Geller are watching tennis on TV, Monica is sitting at the table]
Mr. Geller: (pause) Sorry to bother you again, but could you pass my pamphlets back? (They do so.) Thank you.
MR. GELLER: That's impossible, he's got a twinkie in the city.
Rachel: Um, there was a Geller Cup?
Monica: Well, every, every Thanksgiving um, we used to have a touch football game called the Geller Bowl.
Ross: The 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?
[Monica jumps in the shower. Right after Mrs. Geller enters the bathroom, Mr. Geller peeks his head in.]
MRS. GELLER: So Jack, you ever think about trading me in for a younger model?
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)
[Scene: Ross's apartment, he's having his party, only he's the only guest. He gets up and puts on a nametag that says Ross, but doesn't quite like it. So he takes it off and puts on one that says Dr. Geller and he puts the Ross one underneath the Dr. Geller one. Then as he turns off the music, we hear the party for Howard raging in the apartment across the hall.]
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.
Mrs. Geller: Ahh, thats what your Grandmothers hands looked like when we found her.