words in movies
All: Hey! Hey, Mr. Trib!
Mr. Tribbiani: Just for a coupla days. I got a job midtown. I figure I'm better off staying with the kid than hauling my ass back and forth on the ferry. (Sees Roger) I don't know this one.
Mr. Tribbiani: Hey, hey. Good to meet you, Roger.
Mr. Tribbiani: (To Phoebe) What happened to the, uh, puppet guy?
Mr. Tribbiani: Oh, 'scuse me. So Ross, uh, how's the wife? (Ross whines and lays his head on Chandler's shoulder) Off there too, uh? Uh, Chandler, quick, say something funny!
[Scene: Chandler and Joey's, Mr. Tribbiani is on the phone.]
Mr. Tribbiani: Gotta go. I miss you too, I love you, but it's getting real late now
Mr. Tribbiani: Her name's Ronni. She's a pet mortician.
Mr. Tribbiani: Remember when you were a little kid, I used to take you to the navy yard and show you the big ships?
Mr. Tribbiani: No, it's only been six years. I just wanted to put a nice memory in your head so you'd know that I wasn't always such a terrible guy. ...Joe. Y'ever been in love?
Mr. Tribbiani: Then y'haven't. You're burning your tomatoes.
Mr. Tribbiani: Joe, your dad's in love big time. And the worst part of it is, it's with two different women.
Mr. Tribbiani: Of course, course one of 'em's Ma. What's the matter with you.
Mr. Tribbiani: Hey, Joe.
Mr. Tribbiani: Huh?
Mr. Tribbiani: Hey! Hello, babe! Wh what're what're you doing here?
Mr. Tribbiani: Thank you. Uh...
Mr. Tribbiani: I don't want you taking that thing.
Mr. Tribbiani: We'll go to a hotel.
Mr. Tribbiani: You're gonna keep an eye on us?
Mr. Tribbiani: What kinda change?
Mr. Tribbiani: I can't do that!
Mr. Tribbiani: Yeah, but this is
Rachel: Perfect. Fasten your seatbelts, it's peepee time. (She goes into Joey and Chandler's apartment, where Mr. Tribbiani is reading the paper) Hey, Mr. Trib.
Mr. Tribbiani: Hey. Morning, dear.
Mr. Tribbiani: Oh! ...Hello, dear. (She whips the curtain shut in horror)
Mr. Geller: So, I think youre boxes are over here. (They walk over to them.)
Mr. Geller: Well, I just wanted to make sure you were okay.
Mr. Geller: We're looking into it.
[Scene: Monica and Rachel's apartment. Mr. and Mrs. Geller are watching tennis on TV, Monica is sitting at the table]
MR. WINEBURG: I tell ya a lot things!
Mr. Zelner: May I help you?
Mr. Douglas: Not you. Relax. Ever have to fire anyone?
Mr. Geller: Eat your fish.
MR. TREEGER: Oh wow, I didn't get you anything. Here's five back.
Mr. Treeger: Then I made the mistake of turning off the TV, I never got it back again. And Im sad. (Exits.)
MR. GELLER: It is off.
Mr. Kaplan: Well, dont think I havent noticed your potential. Well, Ive got a project for you thats a lot more related to fashion. How does that sound?
ROSS: Hey, tell me again, what do I do when Mr. Roper calls?
MR. WINEBURG: It's so wonderful to see you again, my dear, in fact I hardly expected to see so much.
MR. GREENE: ...and the bansai's and the chiuaua...
MR. GREENE: I'm getting my cigarettes out of my jacket.
Mr. Waltham: Sorry old boy, sorry. Sorry. Sorry. (Them all walk away. As he leaves he mutters to Jack.) I could kill you with my thumb, you know.
MR. GREENE: ...and her yoga and her Bridges of Madison County...
[Scene: The Hospital, Mr. and Mrs. Geller are there, along with Aunt Lillian. Ross and Monica enter and everyone says hi and kisses.)
Monica: Mr. Heckles, our friend lost a monkey. Have you seen it?
Rachel: (worried and shocked) Yeah, sure Mr. Zelner, for you anythingminute. Okay. Fine. (To Tag) Abort the plan, abort the plan. (She start to usher Tag out.)
Mr. Treeger:: And tell him what?
Mr. Douglas: I see. I guess you never really know whats goin on inside a persons head.
Rachel: Oh! Hey, Mr. Treeger.
Mr. Treeger:: Hey.
Rachels Boss: Now Mr. Kaplan Sr. likes his coffee strong, so your gonna use two bags instead of one, see. Now pay attention, cause this parts tricky, see some people use filters just once.
Mr. Treeger:: Oh yeah, of course you dont!
Mr. Treeger:: What are you doing?
Mr. Treeger:: What?
[Cut to later, Joey is returning from talking to Mr. Treeger.]
MR. GELLER: A woman in my office is a lesiban. I'm just saying.
[Scene: Mr. Treegers apartment, Joey is there to suck up.]
Joey: (To Mr. Treeger) So you ah, ready for our last practice?
Mr. Treeger:: Yeah!
Mr. Treeger:: Yeah, Ive got something you can do.
(Suddenly, Phoebes boss, Mrs. Potter, and a client, Mr. Simon, enters.)
Mr. Treeger:: Yeah.
Mr. Treeger:: Yeah.
Mr. Treeger:: Thank you, listen, thanks a lot Tribbiani, (checks watch). Oh my God, look at the time, I gotta catch the bus to the ball.
Mr. Thompson: I think it was valued at 19,000
Mr. Treeger:: Yeah, you could dance real good with her, shes the same size as me.
MONICA: Oh, gosh, this is so weird. I mean, his whole life was in this apartment, and now it's gone. You know, I think it would be nice if we just took a few moments, for Mr. Heckles. I mean, he was kind of a pain, he was, but, he was a person. You're all going to hell.
Ross: Mr. Morse I need to talk to you about your mid-term exam, Im afraid I-I had to fail you.
Mr. Treeger:: Ahhhh! Im sorry!
Mr. Treeger:: You want me to kick you guys out instead?
Mr. Treeger:: You have pets!
Receptionist: Welcome to the Chestnut Inn Mr. Bing, so where are you joining from?
MR. GREENE: I'll never remember all of that. So uh, what's the deal? Rachel comes home, people pop out and yell stuff, is that it?
Mr. Heckles: I left a Belgian waffle out here, did you take it?
Mr. Simon: Why wasnt I offered that? Id definitely pay more for that.
Phoebe: You know, now you're more like, you know like, "Mr. Caring Boss," "Mr.", you know, "I'm one of you, Boss," "Mr., I wanna be your buddy, Boss Man Bing!"
Mr. Geller: Well, he's doing terrible!
Mr. Heckles: Potassium.
Mr. Douglas: Thats unbelievable.
Mr. Treeger:: Yeah. Well maybe you have heard about the Rent Stabilization Act of 1968!
MR. GREENE: No no no, no no no, neat, as in no rocks.
MR. GELLER: C'mon Rich, it's my birthday, let me live vicariously.
JOEY: Thanks for coming Mrs. Greene. [grabs her and kisses her to distract her. She goes limp in his arms. Mr. Greene leaves.] Well, ok, you take care.
Mr. Geller: I tell you one thing, I wouldn't mind having a piece of this sun-dried tomato business. Five years ago, if somebody had said to me, here's a tomato that looks like a prune, I'd say "get out of my office!"
CHANDLER: Why? Wh- wh- why is Mr. Douglas looking for me?
MR. GREENE: I think I need a drink.
Mr. Treeger:: Can you be my dancing partner?
Mr. Treeger:: Hey Duck, is Chick here?
Mr. Geller: And you tell him no one takes advantage of the Gellers.
Mr. Geller: So, how are you doing?
Mr. Waltham: Good morning.
Ross: Mr. Dickens gets to pick 'em.
Mr. Treeger:: Huh, I wouldve thought it was the other way around.
Mr. Geller: I didnt even have a chance to act as though Im okay with it!
Mr. Waltham: Ohh! Yes of course, thank you, thank you, thank you so very much.
Mr. Waltham: Will you call him?
Mr. Waltham: Oh, good.
Mr. Geller: (To Ross) Do you remember the Ludwins? The big one had a thing for you, didn't she?
Rachel: (stopping him) Hey-whoa-whoa-whoa!! Ho-ho-hold on a sec there, Mr. Kissey! Y'know, I've been meaning to talk to you about this whole, little, new European thing you got going on, and I just need to tell you that it makes me very uncomfortable and I justy'knowstop it!
Mr. Heckles: I could be Chandlers new roommate.
Ross: I just wanna clarify this: are you outing Mr. Peanut?
Mr. Waltham: For you and Emily, tonight, Die Fledermaus.
Mr. Treeger:: No, I ahh, had another idea.
[Scene: Garbage room: Mr. Treeger is unclogging the trash chute as Rachel enters.]
MR. GREENE: Alright, that sounds like a two person job. [they walk into Rachel's bedroom]
The Housekeeper: More turkey Mr. Chandler? (And he makes eyes at him.)
Mr. Treeger: Ohhh, man!!
Mr. Treeger: What in the name of hell?
Mr. Geller: I'm not gonna tell you what they spent on that wedding... but forty thousand dollars is a lot of money!
[Scene: The Bing household, Mr. and Mrs. Bing and Young Chandler are eating Thanksgiving dinner as a housekeeper serves them.]
Chandler: Really? Worse than, "More turkey Mr. Chandler?"
Mr. Burgin: Yep, sucks!
Phoebe: No, no, Mr. Heckles no one is making any noise up here.
Mr. Burgin: Hi.
MR A: Oh, no, please, I spent most of mid-morning trying to stand up. Now uh, what can I do for you, my dear?
JOEY: This company was not built on rough numbers. Am I right Mr. Douglas.
Mr. Burgin: France sucks!
Mr. Burgin: So We go eat.
MR. HECKLES: You're doing it again.
Mr. Burgin: So, have you kids eaten yet?
Mr. Treeger: (coming in from the bathroom) Whoa, hey, that ladys all kinds of naked.
ROSS: Excuse me, I'm seizing. Mr. Treeger, here's another 50, happy Hanukkah. Will uh, will this help with the knob getting?
Mr. Geller: Hi Rachel!
Mr. Waltham: In a moment, please, Im in the middle of a task. And you have a customer.
Mr. Geller: Now I'm depressed! ...(To everyone) Even more than I was.