words in movies
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. Thompson looks shocked and at Rachel, she suddenly starts laughing.)
Mrs. Potter: Mr. Simons been waiting for(sees Phoebe and Rick) Oh my God!
Monica: Excuse me Mr. Mexico.
Mr. Geller: It seemed like such a simple idea.
[Scene: Mr. Geller's party. Mr. Geller and a friend are questioning Richard while Ross observes.]
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)
Chandler: He had sex with Mr. Girabaldi!
MR. GELLER: Your mother's right. Take her, you can wear my tux.
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.]
(They start towards the door but are stopped when Mr. Zelner enters.)
Mr. Zelner: Uh actually, Id like to speak with both of you.
Mr. Zelner: Hello Rachel, you uh, got a minute?
Mr. Zelner: You wrote that you have a cute touchie?
Tag: (interrupting) Uh Mr. Zelner, Im the one who filled in that evaluation.
Joey: Who cares?! I-Ill make payments, whatever it takes, I want the Mr. Bowmont!!
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. TREEGER: He musta been sweepin'. They found a broom in his hand.
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. Geller: Im here!
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: So its just your mother then.
Mr. Geller: Sure!
Mr. Bowmont: I dont think shed like that.
Mr. Geller: (overacting) Thats a good one! Do you hear that Ross? Three days!
Mr. Geller: Its the key to my Porsche. Well, the key to your Porsche.
Mr. Geller: Oh, yeah you loved that glove! You took it every place you went. You never went any place without that glove.
Mr. Geller: Great!
Mr. Geller: Really?
Mr. Geller: Oh my God, does she really thinks that?
Mr. Geller: Crap.
Mr. Geller: You dont secretly smoke do you?
(Joey walks away and Mr. and Mrs. Geller walk up. Mr. Geller is wearing this ancient velvet tuxedo.)
Mr. Franklin: But we really do need to find someone up here. The work is starting to pile up. Ive got a stack of documents on my desk this high. (Holds his hand at shoulder level.)
Mr. Treeger:: Look come on, eh, just ah, just ah, put your arms around me, eh.
MR. GELLER: I tell you, I've never seen him this happy.
[the guys form a wall between Mrs Geller and Mr Geller and dance across the hall as he walks across]
Mr. Geller: Oh look, look theres your old makeup kit!
Mr. Geller: Im afraid so.
Monica: Whos Mr. Girabaldi?
Mr. Geller: (grabbing a glove) This couldve been hers!
Monica: (on phone) Awww, y'know what your nickname is, Mr. Big
Rachel: Oh. (they knock at the next door, Mr. Heckles answers) Hi. We just found this cat and we're looking for the owner.
Mr. Geller: Doctor Ross Geller.
Mr. Kaplan: Im not supposed to drink coffee, it makes me gassy.
Mr. Kaplan: (entering) Hows that coffee comin, dear?
Mr. Bing: (entering) Hello all!
Monica: Hi Mr. Bing.
(Mr. and Mrs. Geller start to walk away.)
Mr. Geller: What?! Ive never seen one before!
MR. GELLER: You're the twinkie?
Chandler: Mr. and Mrs. Bing! (Walks away.)
[Cut to Mr. and Mrs. Geller talking to Ross.]
Chandler: Thats Mr. Girabaldi playing the piano.
Mr. Bing: Yes! Although, I think we may be seeing a little too much of some people. Arent you a little old to be wearing a dress like that?
Mr. Geller: Im sorry we cant store your childhood things anymore.
Mr. Burgin: Well just grab some food and take it with us right upstairs, and well be right out of you hair.
Mr. Geller: of course you can kick his ass son.
Mr. Geller: I thought he was with you.
Mr. Bing: But that was after the wedding, its not bad luck then.
Mr. Geller: You cant ask us son, thats cheating.
(Mr. Geller turns the corner.)
(Mr. Geller dances over.)
Mr. Geller: You stole my moves. (He starts to dance like Chandler was and Chandler stops.)
Mr. Burgin: I like her. She sees smart.
Mr. Geller: (To Monica) Why dont we take it for a spin?
Paul: Yeah Ross its okay, its me, Mr. Stevens.
Mr. Geller: I remember when we first got engaged.
MR. GELLER: You know, that Steffi Graf has quite a tush. I'm just saying, it's right there.
Mr. Geller: (filming this) Hey Chandler, you cant keep your hands off her for one second!
Mr. Treeger: Anyway uh, Ill get moving on that new door.
Joey: I wanna be mr. Wigglemunch. (and makes a "there" nod to Ross)
Mr. Treeger: Namaste. (Bows.)
MR. GELLER: [enters with his bat] Found it.
Mr. Geller: (To Ross) Screw it! Im having one. (Takes out and lights a cigarette.)
Mr. Franklin: Youre a joker Bing. (Walks away.)
Mr. Treeger: You said there was a gas leak in here.
Mr. Franklin: Oh then you know each other.
[Scene: Monica and Chandler's, Mr. Treeger has finished inspecting Monica and Chandlers apartment.]
Bandleader: Thank you very much! Ladies and gentlemen, it gives me great pleasure to introduce to you for the very first time, Mr. and Mrs. Chandler Bing!
Tommy: Ooh, sorry little Mr. Chic-A-Dee, sorry you went doody in my hand! (starts to walk out and stops) (to Rachel) Well, I guess were not going out anymore. Whaa!!!
Mr. Geller: Well, I used your boxes to divert water away from the Porsche.
Mr. Waltham: (drunkenly) The next tour of the wine cellar will plan in two in-in minutes
Dr. Green: This is nice. I pay two hundred dollars for dinner, you put down twenty, and you come out looking like Mr. Big Shot. You really want to be Mr. Big Shot? Here, Ill tell you what, you pay the whole bill, Mr. Big Shot, all right. (rips up the bill, and throws it at Ross, then leaves)
Mr. Treeger:: Ahh, forget it! Ill never be any good at this, my mom was right, Im just a big potato with arms, and legs, and a head.
Mr. Geller: No. Your mother really did the work. I was busy with the business. I wasn't around that much. Is that what this is about?
Mr. Franklin: Wow Bing! Burning the midnight oil.
MR, GELLER: Wait, how do you zoom out? [zooms out and we see an extremely overweight Monica eating a big sandwich] There she is.
Mr. Franklin: Okay, I hear you loud and clear. Bob will stay put.
MR A: Oh, that's all right, although you did cut into my busy day of sitting.
EDDIE: Naah, I crapped out, but Mr. 21 over here he cleans up, 300 bucks, check it out he buys me these new shoes, sweet huh?
Mr. Geller: (entering) How are you honey?
Mr. Zelner: Oh I think its best that I speak first.
Joey: All right, okay, this is great, uh, Chandler, you get behind the desk. And-and when she comes in hopefully, she wont recognise you because, well, why would she? Uh, okay, and then you buzz Ross and I. (to Ross) You be Mr. Gonzalez, and Ill be uh, Mr. Wong.
Joey: All right, I'll give you this, Mr. Peanut is a better dresser. I mean he's got the monocle, he's got the top hat...
Rachel: Okay look Mr. Zelner
[Scene: Mr. Zelners Office, Rachel is knocking on the door.]