words in movies
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.
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. Treeger:: Ahh, thanks but no. You see I-I think Im ready to dance with girls.
Mr.Heckles: Youre doing it again.
MR. HECKLES: Thank you. I'm going to rejoin my dinner party.
MR. BOYLE: All right, there was none. Let's talk signing. You be noisy girl number one, you be noisy girl number two.
MR. DOUGLAS: I have a family, I'm gonna be here.
[Monica jumps in the shower. Right after Mrs. Geller enters the bathroom, Mr. Geller peeks his head in.]
Mr. Geller: Hi!
Mr. Geller: Monica, all this food looks wonderful, you should think about doing this for a living.
Mr. Geller: (angry) No.
Mr. Geller: My joke wasnt funny.
Phoebe: Rach, Rach, I just remembered. I had a dream about Mr. Geller last night.
Mr. Geller: Whats the matter with him?
Mr. and Mrs. Geller: Yes. (They look at Chandler angrily.)
Mr. and Mrs. Geller: What?!
Mr. Geller: What happened son?
Mr. Geller: And we kinda figured about the porch swing.
Mr. Geller: No, the man is a mess.
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: C'mon kid, let's go.
(inside Chandlers apartment, Chandler is coming in from his bedroom, sees Mr. Heckles, and screams.)
Monica: (on phone) Awww, y'know what your nickname is, Mr. Big
[Scene: Mr. Ratstatter's office. Monica is there.]
[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.
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.
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]
Jill: Oh, Mr. Scientist has to get all technical!
Mr. Zelner: Come on in.
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. Waltham: Excuse me, Im standing right here!
MR. GELLER: When did I say that?
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!'.
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!
Ross: Of course, of course, Mr. Stevens.
Paul: I usually prefer Elizabeths boyfriends to address me as Mr. Stevens.
Rachel: (chasing after him) Oh, wait! Sorry, Mr. Paul? Mr. Paul?
Mr. Geller: I always thought that too. Tell me, what does your father do?
Mr. Geller: No! Thank you! (Hugs Chandler) Monica, and Ross! I dont know what Im gonna do about the two of you!
Mr. Waltham: You spend half your life in the bathroom, why dont you ever go out the bloody window!
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. Thompson: Good luck.
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: C'mon, it's my birthday.
(Rachels boss, Mr. Thompson walks up.)
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. Bowmont: Thats me.
Mr. Thompson: Thats good. Very good! (Walks away.)
Mr. Thompson: Congratulations on your new boat, Joey Tribbiani!!
Joey: Uhh, excuse me is there a Mr. Bowmont at this table?
Mr. Geller: (entering) Hi Rachel.
Mr. Geller: What?! They wanted a scary story!
MR. GELLER: It's the off light. Right Ross? [pans over to see Ross with an afro and moustache]
Mr. Bowmont: I dont think so dear.
Mr. Bowmont: I was actually relieved uh I didnt win the boat. My wife wouldve killed me.
Mr. Geller: We have it. Only now, we call it the beach house.
(Mr. Thompson looks shocked and at Rachel, she suddenly starts laughing.)
[Scene: The Geller household, Mr. and Mrs. Geller are getting ready for Thanksgiving dinner. The doorbell rings.]
[Scene: The Mr. Bowmont, is tied up alongside the pier; Joey and Rachel are relaxing.]
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]
[Scene: Mr. Geller's party. Mr. Geller and a friend are questioning Richard while Ross observes.]
Mr. Geller: It seemed like such a simple idea.
Mrs. Potter: Mr. Simons been waiting for(sees Phoebe and Rick) Oh my God!
Monica: Excuse me Mr. Mexico.
(They start towards the door but are stopped when Mr. Zelner enters.)
Chandler: He had sex with Mr. Girabaldi!
MR. GELLER: Your mother's right. Take her, you can wear my tux.
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. Treeger:: Okay ahh, well, just ahh, follow my lead. (Turns on some music)
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)
[Scene: The Mr. Bowmont (Joeys boat), shes shown to be in one of the waterways around New York, but in reality shes in a sound stage on the Warner Bros. lot and we see New York from the water in some rather poor green screen shots. Rachel and Joey are on board.]
Mr. Zelner: Uh actually, Id like to speak with both of you.
Mr. Zelner: You wrote that you have a cute touchie?
Tag: (interrupting) Uh Mr. Zelner, Im the one who filled in that evaluation.
Mr. Zelner: Hello Rachel, you uh, got a minute?
Joey: Who cares?! I-Ill make payments, whatever it takes, I want the Mr. Bowmont!!
MR. TREEGER: He musta been sweepin'. They found a broom in his hand.
Mr. Douglas: Its pretty ugly. We havent seen an ANUS this bad since the seventies.
Rachel: Someone? I brought people. Mr. Thompson, this is Phoebe. Phoebe, this is Mr. Thompson. (She introduces them.) Hes the head of my department.
Mr. Treeger:: No! Youre clogging up the chute that I spent a half-hour unclogging!
Mr. Bowmont: I dont think shed like that.
Joshua: Yeah, that would be fantastic! My-my nephew is crazy about the Knicks! This is fantastic, thank you so much Rachel. (He takes the tickets and leaves as Mr. Waltham returns.)
MR. TREEGER: There she is. And over there, that's the other one. This is Mr. Buddy Boyle, Mr. Heckles' attorney. He'd like to talk to you.
Mr. Geller: Im here!
Mr. Geller: So its just your mother then.
Mr. Geller: Great!