words in movies
Ross: (in his head) Oh my God! That's Rachel naked! I can't look at that! I am looking at this. (Looks back at his book.) Okay, vivid colors, expressive brush strokesUnless she wants me to be looking at that. She knows I'm home. She knows I can see her. What kind of game is she playing? I think maybe someone's lonely tonight. Oh-ho, Dr. Geller! Stop it! You're being silly! Or, am I?
Older Scientist: Dr. Geller, theres a seat over here. (Motions to an empty chair at the white table.)
[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
FBOB: Geller!
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.
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: Oh, Martha Ludwin's daughter is gonna call you. (Tastes a snack) Mmm! What's that curry taste?
ROSS: I'm Ross Geller. Wha, I'm, God in your add you said you were pretty but wow.
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: What that Rachel did to her life.... We ran into her parents at the club, they were not playing very well.
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]
MRS. GELLER: You were fired? What're you gonna do?
MRS. GELLER: Why?
MRS. GELLER: Jack, give me that. Talk to your son.
MRS. GELLER: Get a shot of Monica. Where's Monica.
MR. GELLER: It is off.
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: Oh, dear. Jack, how do I turn this off?
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: Dance with him.
MRS. GELLER: Which one? Which button, Jack.
MRS. GELLER: Dance with your father.
MR. GELLER: C'mon kid, let's go.
MR. GELLER: Let's show 'em.
MRS. GELLER: Oh, Jack.
MRS. GELLER: No, Richard Burke gave them a ride.
MRS. GELLER: Oh, we were so sorry to hear about your parents splitting up, dear.
MR. GELLER: Oh thank you.
MRS. GELLER: Sooo, Richard's shopping in the junior section.
MR. GELLER: C'mon, tell us.
MRS. GELLER: Oh hi kids. Hi darling.
MRS. GELLER: Well, you kids thank Dr. Burke for the ride?
MRS. GELLER: Richard. Richard. Your son isn't seeing anyone is he?
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.
MRS. GELLER: Thank you Richard, I appreciate the support.
MR. GELLER: C'mon, it's my birthday.
MR. GELLER: When did I say that?
MRS. GELLER: A real doctor?
MRS. GELLER: Oh please, a relationship.
MR. GELLER: [enters with his bat] Found it.
[Mrs. Geller and Ross both enter]
MRS. GELLER: So, who's the mystery man?
MRS. GELLER: Oh?
MR. GELLER: Of course she would, you're a college man.
MRS. GELLER: Well that's wonderful. . . I
Mr. Geller: So you don't wanna go to Williamsburg?
[Scene: Mr. Geller's birthday party. Mr. and Mrs. Geller enter looking particularly refreshed. Monica follows looking rather pale.]
MR. GELLER: What? I'm kidding. You know I'd never let him touch the Porsche.
MR. GELLER: Honey. Honey, have you seen my Harmon Kilerbrew bat? Bob doesn't believe I have one.
[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)
MRS. GELLER: Ross, whose glasses are those?
MR. GELLER: Press the button.
Mr. Geller: They never did, so if ever see me giving them legal advice just nod along. Shall we?
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]
MR. GELLER: Oh, Judy. Oh, Judy.
Mr. Geller: (To Ross) Do you remember the Ludwins? The big one had a thing for you, didn't she?
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: A woman in my office is a lesiban. I'm just saying.
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: No.
Mr. Geller: Maybe.
Mr. Geller: You don't wanna know.
Mr. Geller: So, how are you doing?
Mr. Geller: No, the man is a mess.
Ross: The Geller Cup.
Mr. Geller: Now I'm depressed! ...(To everyone) Even more than I was.
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.
Jester: Look, its like I told you, theres nothing I can do. You signed for it, Monica Velula Geller.
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?
MR. GELLER: Well, c'mon. Don't ya want to find out?
MR. GELLER: Who's drink can I freshen?
Guy: Which bedroom do ya want it in Miss Geller?
[Scene: Monica and Rachel's apartment. Mr. and Mrs. Geller are watching tennis on TV, Monica is sitting at the table]
Ross: Oh yeah! Then how come you didnt get 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?
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.