words in movies
Mr. Geller: (embarrassed) Judy, the kids..
Mr. Geller: Ohh, I thought that you....
Mr. Waltham: (Shaking everyone's hand.) Hello. Hello. How do you do? How do you do? Very nice to meet you. (Looking over at his wife.) Darling its the Gellers. (She pays no attention shes talking on a cellular phone.) (Louder) Darling, its the Gellers. (Shes still not responding.) Shes very self-absorbed, you know. I should never have married her.
Mr. Waltham: Its the Gellers!
Mr. Waltham: Well theres one (pointing towards Jack) and theres another (pointing towards Judy).
Mr. Waltham: Terribly nice of you to offer to pay for half the wedding. (He hand a multipage bill to Jack.)
Mr. Geller: Ohh forget it. Too hell with tradition, were happy to do it.
[Camera pans to the Geller family table. Ross, Rachel, Mr. and Mrs. Geller are there.]
Mr. Geller: (Looking at ht wedding bill.) What the hell!!!
Mr. Geller: This bill for my half of the wedding. its insane.
Mr. Geller: (Pointing items out on the bill.) Flowers, liquor, recarpet first floor. New guest bath, landscaping. Im paying to remodel this guys house. (Angrily gets up.) Im going to give that son on a bitch, a piece of my mind.
Mr. Geller: And you tell him no one takes advantage of the Gellers.
Mr. Waltham: Ahh, then you have to give us the lawn ornaments.
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. Geller: Theres no way in hell, Im paying for it.
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.)
Mr. Waltham: (Pleading.) You-you have to meet me in the middle here.
Mr. Geller: (Forcefully.) Hey, you keep pushing me on this, my foots going to meet the middle of your ass.
Mr. Waltham: You want a piece of me, sir? Is that what your saying? (Pointing at Jack and poking him) You want a piece of me?
Mr. Geller: Okay, okay.
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.
[Scene: The Hospital, Mr. and Mrs. Geller are there, along with Aunt Lillian. Ross and Monica enter and everyone says hi and kisses.)
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?
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. Treeger:: Hey Duck, is Chick here?
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. Douglas: Thats unbelievable.
Mr. Treeger:: Huh, I wouldve thought it was the other way around.
Mr. Geller: So, how are you doing?
Ross: Mr. Dickens gets to pick 'em.
Mr. Geller: I didnt even have a chance to act as though Im okay with it!
Mr. Waltham: Will you call him?
Mr. Waltham: Good morning.
Mr. Waltham: Oh, good.
Mr. Waltham: Ohh! Yes of course, thank you, thank you, thank you so very much.
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. Waltham: For you and Emily, tonight, Die Fledermaus.
Mr. Heckles: I could be Chandlers new roommate.
Mr. Treeger: Ohhh, man!!
Mr. Treeger:: No, I ahh, had another idea.
MR. GREENE: Alright, that sounds like a two person job. [they walk into Rachel's bedroom]
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. 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?
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.]
Chandler: Really? Worse than, "More turkey Mr. Chandler?"
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?
JOEY: This company was not built on rough numbers. Am I right Mr. Douglas.
Mr. Burgin: France sucks!
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.
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. Treeger:: Im sure as hell a dancer, its no use Marge will never go for me.
Mr. Geller: Now I'm depressed! ...(To everyone) Even more than I was.
Mr. Waltham: In a moment, please, Im in the middle of a task. And you have a customer.
Mr. Geller: Hi Rachel!
Mr. Geller: Oh my!
Mr. Geller: Let's show 'em.
[Scene: The Gellers' house. Monica, Ross, and Richard are arriving to Mr. Gellers birthday party.]
Mr. Waltham: (walking by) Yes.
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.
(Cut to Mr. and Mrs. Geller.)
Mr. Heckles: Er, yeah, it's mine.
Mr. Waltham: Weve come for her things.
Mr. Waltham: Goodbye Geller.
Mr. Waltham: No.
MR. GREENE: Oh hello Ross, where have you been?
Phoebe: (reading the slip of paper) Wow! (In a sultry voice) Hello, Mr. Chandler.
MR. HECKLES: You're stomping. It's disturbing my birds.
Mr. Geller: Well Judy, you did it! She's finally full!
Mr. Heckles: He told me in person.
Mr. Geller: Wow, love your new nose!
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.)