words in movies
Phoebe: Hi, its Phoebe. Listen someones gonna have to take my 9:00 with Mr. Rehack, cause its like 9:15 now, and Im not there.
Mr. Douglas: I see. I guess you never really know whats goin on inside a persons head.
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.
Rachel: Oh! Hey, Mr. Treeger.
Mr. Treeger:: Hey.
Mr. Treeger:: Oh yeah, of course you dont!
Mr. Treeger:: What are you doing?
Mr. Treeger:: And tell him what?
[Cut to later, Joey is returning from talking to Mr. Treeger.]
Mr. Treeger:: What?
[Scene: Mr. Treegers apartment, Joey is there to suck up.]
MR. GELLER: A woman in my office is a lesiban. I'm just saying.
Mr. Treeger:: Yeah!
Mr. Treeger:: Yeah, Ive got something you can do.
(Suddenly, Phoebes boss, Mrs. Potter, and a client, Mr. Simon, enters.)
Joey: (To Mr. Treeger) So you ah, ready for our last practice?
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. Treeger:: Yeah.
Mr. Treeger:: Yeah.
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.
Ross: Mr. Morse I need to talk to you about your mid-term exam, Im afraid I-I had to fail you.
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.
Mr. Treeger:: Ahhhh! Im sorry!
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. Treeger:: You want me to kick you guys out instead?
Mr. Heckles: I left a Belgian waffle out here, did you take it?
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. Simon: Why wasnt I offered that? Id definitely pay more for that.
Mr. Heckles: Potassium.
Mr. Geller: Well, he's doing terrible!
Mr. Treeger:: Yeah. Well maybe you have heard about the Rent Stabilization Act of 1968!
CHANDLER: Why? Wh- wh- why is Mr. Douglas looking for me?
MR. GREENE: No no no, no no no, neat, as in no rocks.
MR. GREENE: I think I need a drink.
MR. GELLER: C'mon Rich, it's my birthday, let me live vicariously.
Mr. Treeger:: Can you be my dancing partner?
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. Treeger:: Hey Duck, is Chick here?
Mr. Douglas: Thats unbelievable.
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!"
Mr. Geller: And you tell him no one takes advantage of the Gellers.
Mr. Geller: So, how are you doing?
Ross: Mr. Dickens gets to pick 'em.
Mr. Treeger:: Huh, I wouldve thought it was the other way around.
Mr. Waltham: Good morning.
Mr. Geller: I didnt even have a chance to act as though Im okay with it!
Mr. Waltham: Will you call him?
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. Waltham: Ohh! Yes of course, thank you, thank you, thank you so very much.
Mr. Waltham: Oh, good.
Mr. Waltham: For you and Emily, tonight, Die Fledermaus.
Mr. Geller: (To Ross) Do you remember the Ludwins? The big one had a thing for you, didn't she?
Mr. Heckles: I could be Chandlers new roommate.
Mr. Treeger: Ohhh, man!!
Ross: I just wanna clarify this: are you outing Mr. Peanut?
[Scene: Garbage room: Mr. Treeger is unclogging the trash chute as Rachel enters.]
Mr. Treeger:: No, I ahh, had another idea.
MR. GREENE: Alright, that sounds like a two person job. [they walk into Rachel's bedroom]
Mr. Geller: I'm not gonna tell you what they spent on that wedding... but forty thousand dollars is a lot of money!
Mr. Treeger: What in the name of hell?
Chandler: Really? Worse than, "More turkey Mr. Chandler?"
The Housekeeper: More turkey Mr. Chandler? (And he makes eyes at him.)
[Scene: The Bing household, Mr. and Mrs. Bing and Young Chandler are eating Thanksgiving dinner as a housekeeper serves them.]
Mr. Burgin: Hi.
Mr. Burgin: Yep, sucks!
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?
Mr. Burgin: France sucks!
JOEY: This company was not built on rough numbers. Am I right Mr. Douglas.
Phoebe: No, no, Mr. Heckles no one is making any noise up here.
MR. HECKLES: You're doing it again.
Mr. Treeger: (coming in from the bathroom) Whoa, hey, that ladys all kinds of naked.
Mr. Burgin: So We go eat.
Mr. Burgin: So, have you kids eaten yet?
Mr. Waltham: In a moment, please, Im in the middle of a task. And you have a customer.
Mr. Geller: Let's show 'em.
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: Now I'm depressed! ...(To everyone) Even more than I was.
Mr. Geller: Hi Rachel!
Mr. Geller: Ohh, I thought that you....
[Scene: The Gellers' house. Monica, Ross, and Richard are arriving to Mr. Gellers birthday party.]
Mr. Geller: Oh my!
Mr. Waltham: Weve come for her things.
Mr. Waltham: Its the Gellers!
Mr. Geller: Okay, okay.
Mr. Waltham: (walking by) Yes.
(Cut to Mr. and Mrs. Geller.)
Mr. Waltham: Ahh, then you have to give us the lawn ornaments.
Mr. Treeger:: Im sure as hell a dancer, its no use Marge will never go for me.
CHANDLER: Well, I'm sure you'll teach her a lesson when she steps off the dock onto nothing. Hey Mr. Douglas.
Mr. Geller: Boy, bad time to say the wrong name, huh Ross?
Mr. Bowmont: Its Pam.
Mr. Waltham: No.
Mr. Waltham: Goodbye Geller.
Mr. Geller: C'mon, you'll make a day of it! You'll rent a boat, pack a lunch...
Mr. Heckles: Er, yeah, it's mine.
Mr. Geller: Wow, love your new nose!
Mr. Geller: I wanna be buried at sea, it looks like fun.
Mr. Geller: (To Chandler) God, your hair sure is different!