words in movies
JOEY: Great, well, I'm happy for ya. [picks up the orange juice carton and it's empty] Alright that's it. He just comes in here, Mr. Jonny Neweggs, with his, his, his movin' the mail and his, his 'see ya pals'. And now there's no juice. There's no juice f or the people who need the juice and want the juice. I need the juice.
Mr. Geller: Are you kidding me, I could stay and look at her forever.
Mr. Burgin: Well, were starving, why dont we all go get something to eat?
Mr. Heckles: I don't have a monkey.
Mr. Heckles: What about it?
[Camera pans to the Geller family table. Ross, Rachel, Mr. and Mrs. Geller are there.]
Chandler: (on phone) Hey Mr. Kostelic! How's life on the fifteenth floor? (Listens) Yeah, I miss you too. (Listens) Yeah, it's a lot less satisfying to steal pens from your own home, you know? (Listens) Well, that's very generous (Listens) er, but look, this isn't about the money. I need something that's more than a job. I need something I can really care about.... (Listens) And that's on top of the yearly bonus structure you mentioned earlier? (Listens) Look, Al, Al... I'm not playing hardball here, OK? This is not a negotiation, this is a rejection! (Listens) No! No! No, stop saying numbers! I'm telling you, you've got the wrong guy! You've got the wrong guy! (Listens) I'll see you on Monday! (slams the phone down)
Mr. Zelner: Here let me (He goes to wipe it off himself.)
Ross: Hey, howd the date go with Mr. Millionaire?
Mr. Waltham: All right, Ill tell her. (To his wife) Come on bugger face!
ROSS: [pulls the cigarette off his upper lip and hands it to Mr. Greene] Yeah, yes it is, I was just moistening the tip.
Mr. Zelner: That's quite all right, but I feel obligated to tell you that this meeting is being videotaped.
Ross: and it was Ernst Muhlbrat who first hypothesized that the Velociraptor would expand its collar and emit a high pitched noise to frighten its predator. (A student raises his hand.) Yes Mr. Lewis?
Rachel: Well, hello, Mr. Rachel! (Throws some more rice.)
MR. GREENE: ...and you sand it and you varnish it...
Joey: Thank you. Cha-ching! (Chandler starts to leave) Oh, well hello Mr. Lincoln. Better luck next time buddy. (Chandler leaves and closes the door) And the drinks are on me!
Monica: Well, if you had kept listening, you-you would have heard me call him Mr. Big (Thinks) ot.
Mr. Geller: What? Dr. Wilson's an artist! He removed my mole cluster. Wanna see? (He starts to show her as the doorbell rings.)
Mr. Geller: Its older than that. Ross was actually conceived right near this tuxedo.
Mr. Waltham: Rachel, one of your customers seems to have left his billfold. A Joshua Bergen.
Chandler: Oh, yeah, easy for you to say, you don't have to walk around sporting some reject from the Mr. T collection. [Joey walks in behind Chandler]
Mr.Heckles: Youre doing it again.
Mr. Treeger:: Ahh, thanks but no. You see I-I think Im ready to dance with girls.
[Monica jumps in the shower. Right after Mrs. Geller enters the bathroom, Mr. Geller peeks his head in.]
MR. HECKLES: Thank you. I'm going to rejoin my dinner party.
MR. DOUGLAS: I have a family, I'm gonna be here.
MR. BOYLE: All right, there was none. Let's talk signing. You be noisy girl number one, you be noisy girl number two.
Mr. Geller: Monica, all this food looks wonderful, you should think about doing this for a living.
Mr. Geller: Hi!
Mr. Geller: (angry) No.
Mr. and Mrs. Geller: Yes. (They look at Chandler angrily.)
Mr. Geller: My joke wasnt funny.
Mr. Geller: Whats the matter with him?
Phoebe: Rach, Rach, I just remembered. I had a dream about Mr. Geller last night.
Mr. and Mrs. Geller: What?!
Mr. Geller: What happened son?
Mr. Geller: And we kinda figured about the porch swing.
Rachel: Well, hello, Mr. Rachel! (Throws some more rice.)
[Cut to the roof, where Joey and Mr. Treeger are dancing happily to ^Night and Day^.]
Mr. Geller: No, the man is a mess.
[Scene: Mr. Ratstatter's office. Monica is there.]
(inside Chandlers apartment, Chandler is coming in from his bedroom, sees Mr. Heckles, and screams.)
[Scene: Joey's apartment. Joey and Sandy are sitting at the kitchen counter. Joey is holding mr. Wigglemunch, and Sandy holds the Grumpus.]
MR. TREEGER: No can do, like I told the girl, I can't get a new knob until Thursday.
MR. GELLER: C'mon kid, let's go.
Monica: (on phone) Awww, y'know what your nickname is, Mr. Big
Phoebe: Sounds like somebody wants to be Mr. Pizza Delivery Girl.
LITTLE BULLY: Us, what about you guys? Man you really, bing, gave it to old Mr. Clean back there. He was a big guy.
Jill: Oh, Mr. Scientist has to get all technical!
Mr. Zelner: Come on in.
Mr. Waltham: Excuse me, Im standing right here!
CHANDLER: Oh, yeah, easy for you to say, you don't have to walk around sporting some reject from the Mr. T collection. [Joey walks in behind Chandler]
Mr. Geller: Well, its time for a new family to start their memories here and hopefully their check will clear before they find the crack in the foundation and the asbestos in the ceiling.
Mr. Oberblau: I'm just saying, I have a cabin in the Adirondacks if you ever want to get away from the city, well, that'd be (pause) just nifty!
Mr. Geller: Everyone thinks they know me. Everyone says 'Jack Geller, so predictable'. Maybe after I'm gone, they'll say 'Buried at sea! Huh!'.
MR. GELLER: When did I say that?
Ross: Of course, of course, Mr. Stevens.
Mrs. Geller: (To Mr. Geller) This is worse than when he married the lesbian.
MR. GREENE: I have to be heading to my chateau, thank you.
Chandler: Theres a Mr. Bing!
Rachel: (chasing after him) Oh, wait! Sorry, Mr. Paul? Mr. Paul?
Ross: Well we-we dont know for sure. But in my head it-it sounded something like this. (He makes a high pitched noise and Alan doesnt know what to make of it.) Of course, this is just conjecture. Okay, thats uh, thats all for today. (Everyone starts to get up.) Uh Mr. Morse, can I see you for a moment?
Mr. Geller: I always thought that too. Tell me, what does your father do?
Paul: I usually prefer Elizabeths boyfriends to address me as Mr. Stevens.
Mr. Waltham: You spend half your life in the bathroom, why dont you ever go out the bloody window!
(Rachels boss, Mr. Thompson walks up.)
Mr. Geller: No! Thank you! (Hugs Chandler) Monica, and Ross! I dont know what Im gonna do about the two of you!
MR. GELLER: C'mon, it's my birthday.
Rachel: Ohh, its Joshua invited me to this fancy club opening tonight. But, I already told Mr. Waltham that I would take his niece to this dumb old opera. So What are you gonna do?
Mr. Geller: I love you sweetheart. (He kisses her and they sit down.)
Mr. Thompson: Nice to see you Rachel.
MR. GELLER: It's the off light. Right Ross? [pans over to see Ross with an afro and moustache]
Mr. Thompson: Good luck.
Mr. Thompson: Ohh, nice choice.
Sarah: Really Mr. Geller, you dont have to do this.
Rachel: Joey! Joey, good one! (Mr. Thompson starts to laugh.)
Mr. Thompson: Thats good. Very good! (Walks away.)
Joey: Uhh, excuse me is there a Mr. Bowmont at this table?
Mr. Geller: (entering) Hi Rachel.
Mr. Bowmont: Thats me.
Mr. Thompson: Congratulations on your new boat, Joey Tribbiani!!
Mr. Bowmont: I dont think so dear.
Mr. Geller: We have it. Only now, we call it the beach house.
Mr. Bowmont: I was actually relieved uh I didnt win the boat. My wife wouldve killed me.
ROSS: Ohh, big smoker. [Packs the cigarettes and flings one on Mrs. Greene in the process. Finally gets one in his mouth and it look really out of place] Big big smoker. In fact I'm gonna go ou into the hallway and fire up this bad boy. [as he walks into the hall, he comes face to face with Mr. Greene]
Mr. Geller: What?! They wanted a scary story!
[Scene: The Mr. Bowmont, is tied up alongside the pier; Joey and Rachel are relaxing.]
[Scene: The Geller household, Mr. and Mrs. Geller are getting ready for Thanksgiving dinner. The doorbell rings.]
Mrs. Potter: Mr. Simons been waiting for(sees Phoebe and Rick) Oh my God!
(Mr. Thompson looks shocked and at Rachel, she suddenly starts laughing.)
Monica: Excuse me Mr. Mexico.
Chandler: He had sex with Mr. Girabaldi!
[Scene: Mr. Geller's party. Mr. Geller and a friend are questioning Richard while Ross observes.]
Mr. Treeger:: Okay ahh, well, just ahh, follow my lead. (Turns on some music)
Mr. Geller: It seemed like such a simple idea.
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. Douglas: Its pretty ugly. We havent seen an ANUS this bad since the seventies.
Ross: Ooh, well. Ah, I kinda have got a lot on my plate right now, not that I wouldn't love a weekend in the country with a strange man. (Mr. Oberblau giggles)
Mr. Zelner: You wrote that you have a cute touchie?
Tag: (interrupting) Uh Mr. Zelner, Im the one who filled in that evaluation.
MR. GELLER: Your mother's right. Take her, you can wear my tux.