words in movies
MONICA: Oh, that's there on the bottom, see the manager, Chandler Bing.
Ross: Well I checked in the uh, lost and found, I talked to the manager, no-ones turned them.
Phoebe: Oh okay. Umm, all right. (Picks up the phone and starts reading from the script.) Hi, this is Phoebe from Empire Office Supplies, can I speak to your supply manager please?
Joey: I dunno. Some fat guy's sleeping with the store manager. He's not even jolly, it's all political.
Rachel: (ignoring him) Anyway, Ralph just came in to tell me that hes so happy with my work that he wants me to be the new merchandising manager for polo retail.
Phoebe: (on phone) Hi, this Phoebe from Empire Office Supplies, can I speak to your supply manager please? (Listens) Earl, thanks. (Listens) Hi Earl, this is Phoebe from Empire Office Supplies Id like to talk to you about your toner needs. (Shes reading from the script.)
MONICA: I'm at work, ordinary day, you know, chop chop chop, sauti, sauti, sauti. All of a sudden, Leon, the manager, calls me into his office. It turns out they fired the head lunch chef, and guess who got the job.
Stage Manager: Joey, onstage!
Stage Manager: Look, we held the curtain for you buddy. Come on, lets go! Lets go!
Supervisor: Im the supply manager.
Joey: Its just I cant because my manager said I (Gets an idea) (Starts singing) "Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you. Happy birthday dear Annie
Earl: Im actually the office manager.
Joey: Hello! (Listens.) Oh yeah! (To Chandler) It's the apartment manager; Ross put us down as references. (To the apartment manager.) Ross is the greatest guy you'll ever meet! Yeah, he's very reliable.
Stage Manager : And we're out!
Waiter: This is why I told the manager I wouldnt wait on you tonight! (Runs off.)
(The apartment manager hung up on him and he hangs up the phone and throws in on the chair. Joey motions, "What the hell was that?" Chandler makes a face to say, "Think about it." Joey tries to divide 136 by 13; he's confused. Suddenly, light dawns on yonder dunder head. He gets it.)
Phoebe: Oh. Well umm, okay heres a weird thing. My mother was also a supply manager.
Phoebe: (to Marge) Excuse me! Can you tell me where I can find Earl? Hes the supply manager around here.