words in movies
Joey: Oh what? Like your Mr. Cop!
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. Geller: I didnt even have a chance to act as though Im okay with it!
Mr. Waltham: Good morning.
Mr. Waltham: Will you call him?
Mr. Waltham: Ohh! Yes of course, thank you, thank you, thank you so very much.
Mr. Waltham: Oh, good.
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. 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. GREENE: Alright, that sounds like a two person job. [they walk into Rachel's bedroom]
Mr. Waltham: For you and Emily, tonight, Die Fledermaus.
Mr. Treeger:: No, I ahh, had another idea.
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.)
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.]
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?
Mr. Burgin: Yep, sucks!
Mr. Burgin: So We go eat.
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. Burgin: France sucks!
MR. HECKLES: You're doing it again.
Mr. Waltham: In a moment, please, Im in the middle of a task. And you have a customer.
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. Burgin: So, have you kids eaten yet?
Mr. Geller: Now I'm depressed! ...(To everyone) Even more than I was.
Mr. Geller: Let's show 'em.
[Scene: The Gellers' house. Monica, Ross, and Richard are arriving to Mr. Gellers birthday party.]
Mr. Geller: Hi Rachel!
Mr. Waltham: Its the Gellers!
Mr. Geller: Oh my!
Mr. Geller: Ohh, I thought that you....
Mr. Waltham: Ahh, then you have to give us the lawn ornaments.
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. Treeger:: Im sure as hell a dancer, its no use Marge will never go for me.
Mr. Geller: Okay, okay.
Mr. Waltham: (walking by) Yes.
(Cut to Mr. and Mrs. Geller.)
Mr. Bowmont: Its Pam.
Mr. Waltham: No.
Mr. Heckles: Er, yeah, it's mine.
Mr. Waltham: Weve come for her things.
Mr. Waltham: Goodbye Geller.
Mr. Heckles: He told me in person.
Mr. Waltham: Dont take that tone with me. (She looks evilly at him.) All-all right you can. (He looks over at Ross and Shrugs.)
MR. HECKLES: You're stomping. It's disturbing my birds.
Mr. Geller: Well Judy, you did it! She's finally full!
MR. GREENE: Oh hello Ross, where have you been?
Mr. Geller: Wow, love your new nose!
Phoebe: (reading the slip of paper) Wow! (In a sultry voice) Hello, Mr. Chandler.
CHANDLER: Hey I didn't kill your fish. Look Eddie...[puts his hand on Eddie's shoulder] Would you look at what I'm doin' here. That can't be smart. So we're just gonna take this guy right off ya and put him here in Mr. Pocket. Tangellon? [picks up the fruit an tosses it to Eddie, it hits Eddie in the chest and falls]
Mr. Geller: (To Chandler) God, your hair sure is different!
Mr. Geller: I wanna be buried at sea, it looks like fun.
(They walk to the table, but Rachel suddenly gasps. Sitting there is mr Zellner, her boss from her current job at Ralph Lauren.)
Mr. Geller: Dude!
ROSS: Alright, alright, here's the chance. Monica give him cash, Rachel give him your earrings. Something, now, anything. MONICA: No, I will not cave. RACHEL: Yeah, I'm with Mon. ROSS: Alright, alright, you know how you say I never seize the day? Well, alright, even though he's your super, I'm seizing. [approaches Mr. Treeger] Mr. Treeger, here is 50 bucks, merry Christmas. [Gives him the cash.]
Mr. Geller: C'mon, you'll make a day of it! You'll rent a boat, pack a lunch...
MR. GELLER: Who's drink can I freshen?
Mr. Waltham: Terribly nice of you to offer to pay for half the wedding. (He hand a multipage bill to Jack.)
Mr. Burgin: Youll wear that. Well be eating, and of course, youll be wearing that.
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. GELLER: What? I'm kidding. You know I'd never let him touch the Porsche.
MR. GELLER: That's impossible, he's got a twinkie in the city.
Mr. Geller: All right, enough! I dont want to hear about it anymore! (Under his breath) Good luck, Chandler. (Chandler takes another drink.)
JOEY: See after the scene, Mr. Beatty comes up to me and says 'good actor, bad kisser'. Can you believe that, me not a good kisser, that's like, like Mother Theresa, not a good mother.
Mr. Geller: Well, the white seems to be untouched. (He throws it back into the box as Mr. Geller moves a tarp and makes a discovery.) Uh-oh.
PHOEBE: Sparkly. So, wow, this is pretty wonerful, huh. Mr. major capades guy. I, I remember when you were just, like, King Friday in Mr. Roger's Ice is Nice.
MR. GREENE:Alright, alright, I can get my own coat.
Ross: I see... Thanks very much. (he gets up and walks to the door. On his way out he looks at the photographs Mr Zelner has near his door. He picks one up.) Is this your son?
Mr. Waltham: (entering) Rachel! Could I have a moment?