words in movies
[Scene: Rachel's job interview, she is waiting outside Mr. Zelner's (the interviewer) office banging her pen between her teeth.]
Mr. Zelner: Hi Rachel!
Mr. Zelner: Come on in.
Mr. Zelner: It's really nice to see you again.
Mr. Zelner: (Sees that she has some ink on her lip from her pen.) Oh Rachel, uhh (He points to his lip to get her to notice the ink on hers.)
Mr. Zelner: Just ah (He points again.)
Mr. Zelner: Here let me (He goes to wipe it off himself.)
[Scene: Mr. Zelner's office, Rachel has come back again to try and do that second interview.]
Mr. Zelner: That's quite all right, but I feel obligated to tell you that this meeting is being videotaped.
Mr. Zelner: Fair enough.
Rachel: Now you're probably going to hire one of the people who did not ah, (She puts her hands on his desk blotter and he moves it. Rachel then doesn't know where to put her hands.) who did, who did not umm, yell at you and storm out, and I think that's a big mistake and here's why. I made a huge fool of myself and I came back, that shows courage. When I thought you wanted sex in exchange for this job, I said no. That shows integrity. And, I was not afraid to stand up for myself and that shows courage. (Suddenly realizes that she said courage twice.) Okay umm, now I know I already said courage, but y'know you gotta have courage. And umm, and finally when I thought you were making sexual advances in the workplace, I said no and I was not litigious. {By the way, litigious means to want to litigate and litigate is to make a lawsuit against. So she didn't want to sue him. Don't worry, I had to look it up too.} So there you go, you got, you got (counts them off with her fingers) courage, you got integrity, you got (Pause) courage again, and not litigious. Look Mr
Mr. Zelner: Zelner.
Mr. Zelner: Y'know what? I may regret this but uh, I'm going to give you a shot.
Mr. Zelner: Um-hmm.
Mr. Zelner: Yes!
Mr. Geller: (Forcefully.) Hey, you keep pushing me on this, my foots going to meet the middle of your ass.
MR. GELLER: Press the button.
Chandler: Mr. Millionaire, new from Snooty Playthings! Third wife sold separately.
Mr. Geller: Of course it did. They're made of wicker.
[Scene: Chandlers Office, hes working at his computer as his boss, Mr. Franklin, sticks his head in.]
Mr Zelner: (looks at Ross, for a long moment, confused) I meant with my son.
MR. HECKLES: I could have birds.
Mr. Geller: (shaking her hand) So are you his mother or his father?
[Scene: Treegers apartment, Joey knocks and Mr. Treeger opens the door.]
Mr. Geller: Theres no way in hell, Im paying for it.
Mr. Geller: (embarrassed) Judy, the kids..
Mr. Bowmont: What the hell, its for a good cause! All right!
JANITOR: Hmm, Lipson knows huh? Ahh, hello Mr. Opossum, enigma of the trees, upside-down denizen of the night, taunting gravity with...
MR. GREENE: ...what the hell does she want with half a boat...
Mr. Waltham: (entering) I almost forget the tickets, didnt I?
Mr. Douglas: Well, were gonna be layin off people in every department.
(There is a knock on the door, Phoebe answers it, its Mr. Heckles)
Mr Zelner: Well, I guess having Rachel back wouldn’t be the worst thing in the world.
MR. GELLER: I may not know any of your flash dances but I'm no slouch on the dance floor.
Mr. Heckles: (as Phoebe and Rachel leave) You owe me a cat.
Joey: Hey Mr. and Mrs. Geller! Let me help you with that.
Mr. Geller: Happy birthday, sweetie! Give us a hug! (Starts to get up.)
Monica: (Closing the door) Goodbye Mr.Heckles.
Mr. Geller: Chandler, Im gonna have you arrested.
MR. GREENE: Did you know your mother spent $1200 dollars on bansai trees. I felt like Gulliver around that place.
MR. GREENE: What? The father can't drop by to see the daughter on her birthday?
Mr. Tribbiani: You're gonna keep an eye on us?
Mr. Treeger:: Yeah, but yknow, I think the reason were not getting that spin right is because my apartments too small.
Ross: Hi! (To Mrs. Bing) Hi! (Mr. Bing starts rubbing his arm.) Hi. Has umm, anyone seen Chandler?
Mr Zelner: This may surprise you, but re-hiring fired employees, is not my main job.
Mr.Heckles: I can hear you through the ceiling. My cats cant sleep.
Monica: (voice on answering machine) Hi! If youre calling before Saturday, youve reached Monica and Chandler. But if youre calling after Saturday, youve reached Mr. and Mrs. Bing! Please leave a message for the Bings!
Mr. Geller: I'd like that.
Mr. Geller: I think there are people in there having sex.
Judge: So based on your petition you are seeking an annulment on the grounds that Mr. Geller is mentally unstable.
Chandler: Have you figured out what started the fire Mr. Fireman?
Mr. Geller: Whaddya got there?
Mr. Geller: Listen to me! When my time comes, I wanna be buried at sea.
Chandler: Mr. and Mrs. Geller, you look wonderful, it is great to have you hear, let us take off your coats!
Mark: Okay, okay look, I know I'm being Mr. Inappropriate today, but it's just so tough, I mean see you walking around and I just wanna touch you and hold you, come on no one's around, just, just kiss me.
Chandler: Well, aren't we Mr. "The glass is half empty."
Mr Zelner: (Takes a long look at the egg while he considers it) Wow, that's pretty cool (Takes the egg from Ross)
MRS. GREENE: Oh well thank you. Such a gentleman. Thank you. [Chandler takes the hot pink coat and grimaces at it] Ahh, it all looks so nice, so festive, all the balloons... [Chandler, remembering that Joey and Mr. Greene are in the bedroom, throws her coat in a cupboard] The funniest thing happened to me on the way here. I was...[Joey peeks out]
Mr. Thompson: Our next item is the romantic trip to Paris. (Pause.) It goes to Emil Alexander high a high bid of 2,300.
Salon girl: Ok. Very good. Have a seat right over here Mr. Bing and Sonia will be right with you.
Mr. Geller: Beautiful! (Turns to watch with him)
Mr. Geller: Why would you serve food on such a sharp stick? (Looking a toothpick)
Mr. Thompson: Your generous contribution brings us a big step closer to building the youth center.
Mr. Thompson: So glad you brought someone.
Mrs. Bing: Mr. Geller.
Mr Zellner: (confused) That's great!
Mr. Tribbiani: Remember when you were a little kid, I used to take you to the navy yard and show you the big ships?
[Scene: Chandler and Joey's, Mr. Tribbiani is on the phone.]
Monica: All right relax Mr. Ive Had Sex Four Times!
Mr. Tribbiani: (To Phoebe) What happened to the, uh, puppet guy?
Mr. Geller: Yknow how the garage floods every Spring?
Mr. Tribbiani: Thank you. Uh...
Mr. Tribbiani: Huh?
Mr. Tribbiani: Hey, Joe.
Mr. Tribbiani: I don't want you taking that thing.
Mr. Tribbiani: Hey. Morning, dear.
Mr. Tribbiani: We'll go to a hotel.
Mr. Tribbiani: What kinda change?
Mr. Tribbiani: Yeah, but this is
Mr. Tribbiani: I can't do that!
The Director: (entering carrying a newspaper) Here we go people! (starts reading the review) Boxing Day! The Lucille Lortel Theatre, blah-la-la-la Ah-ha! Joey Tribianni, gives an uneven performance, but Mr. Tribianni is not the worst thing in this production.
Mr. Geller: Not just restaurants, from our house.
Phoebe: Where are you going, Mr. Suity-Man?
Monica: Oh. Hi, Mr.Heckles.
Mr. Heckles: (to Eric) Who are you?
[Scene: The Hotel, Monicas room, Mr. and Mrs. Bing are staring at each other while Phoebe looks on.]
Mr. Douglas: Nina.
Mr. Geller: 'Cause there's time to make up for that. We can do stuff together. You always wanted to go to that Colonial Williamsburg. How 'bout we do that?
Mr.Heckles: See, this is just the kind of thing I was talking about.
Mr. Geller: I was just thinking. When my time comes-
Mr. Geller: All-right fine, but I just want to say, Im not paying for your wine cellar. You thieving, would be speaking German if it werent for us, cheap little man. (Emilys stepmum looks shocked. Jack and Judy get up and leave.)
Nina: Mr.Douglas... (flirting defensively) ..cool tie.
Mr Campbell: Dating profile? I-I-I'm talking about the work resumé.
Mr. Heckles: Whaddyou want?
[Scene: The Mr. Bowmont, its Joeys second lesson with Rachel as the resident sailing expert.]
Phoebe: Okay, thank you, Mr. Heckles. (They move off)
Mr. Heckles: I wasn't ready for it.
Mr. Heckles: That's my monkey.
Phoebe: (with a deep voice) Mr. Bing's office. (Listens) No I'm sorry, he's in a meeting right now.
Mr. Geller: (also lying) Ill help you dial.
Mr. Heckles: C'mere, Patti. (Marcel turns round)
Mr. Heckles: C'mere, Patti. (Turns to Mr. Heckles)
(Mr. Heckles opens the door)
[Scene: Mr. Geller's birthday party. Mr. and Mrs. Geller enter looking particularly refreshed. Monica follows looking rather pale.]
Mr. Douglas: Youre kidding? She seems so...
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. Heckles: You owe me a waffle.
All: Hey! Hey, Mr. Trib!
MNCA: So, Mr. Rastatter, what exactly does this job entail? The ad wasn't too clear.
Mr. Thompson: (approaching) Mr. Tribbiani.
Ross: (turning towards him) Yes Mr. Lewis, how can I help you?
Mr. Geller: Well, the garage flooded sweetie and it ruined everything in your boxes. Im sorry.
[Scene: Bloomingdales, Rachel is sitting at her desk as Mr. Waltham comes in.]
Mr.Heckles: I could have cats.
MR. TREEGER: You never know.