words in movies
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!
Mrs. Bing: Chandler darling! Look, my date has finally arrived. Id like you to meet Dennis Phillips.
Mrs. Bing: Dennis is a dear old friend and a fantastic lover.
Mrs. Bing: Oh yes, Dennis is directing a new Broadway show.
Mrs. Bing: Well, its a funny story.
Mrs. Geller: This is your grandmothers engagement ring, I want you to give it to Rachel.
Mrs. Geller: Ross, drugs? Divorced? Again?
Mrs. Geller: Nothing! It's an expression.
Mrs. Bing: (Reentering) O-kay. Look, it, it was stupid.
Chandler: So, has anyone talked to Dr. and Mrs. Geller yet?
PHOEBE: Yeah, um, she was 82 years old. Her name was um, Mrs. Adelman.
Mrs. Geller: Oh, thank you Chandler! I just bought it.
Mrs. Geller: (pointing to herself and Jack) Well we left ours in Monicas bedroom.
Mrs. Geller: I actually needed to talk to you before the birth.
Mrs. Geller: Stupid Jack, the word is stupid.
Phoebe: Well, yeah! But I'm not gonna take anymore crap. Okay? No more Mrs. Nice Bucket!
MRS GREEN: You didn't marry your Barry. I did.
Mrs. Geller: We really do feel bad about this though.
Joey: Ah, Im-Im walking down the aisle...Still walking. (Mrs. Waltham takes her place.) Im about to pass the bridesmaid I hooked up with last night. (Looking at the bridesmaid.) Hey! (Talking to Phoebe.) I told her "Hey." And now Im at the front with Ross. Its Phoebe. (He shows Ross the phone.) He looks pretty mad. Uh...Id better go.
[Scene: The Geller household, Mr. and Mrs. Geller are getting ready for Thanksgiving dinner. The doorbell rings.]
MRS. GREENE: ...I may have only been in therapy for three weeks now dear but...
Emily: I wish I could know if youd heard any of that. I suppose Ive either just told you I love you or given my neighbours a good laugh. Mrs. Newman if youre listening, bugger off this in none of your business. I suppose theres not much chance you did heard that, and theres the call waiting so, I should go. Oh well. (Answers the call waiting.) Hello.
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]
Mrs. Geller: She's upstairs. Monica! Come down! Everyone's here! Ross, Rachel, and the boy who hates Thanksgiving.
Phoebe: Yeah, youre right. Hows the Mrs.?
Mrs. Geller: (whispers to Jack a little loudly) I think hes stoned again.
Mrs. Geller: (To Chandler) Youve done a wonderful job with this party Chandler. Everything looks so lovely.
(Joey walks away and Mr. and Mrs. Geller walk up. Mr. Geller is wearing this ancient velvet tuxedo.)
[the guys form a wall between Mrs Geller and Mr Geller and dance across the hall as he walks across]
MRS. GELLER: Oh, dear. Jack, how do I turn this off?
Rachel: (gasps) Its still there! (The cheesecake they returned to Mrs. Braverman is still lying in front of her door.)
Mrs. Green: I know, my daughters told me about it when they received their impromptu invitations a month ago.
Mrs. Geller: Speech! Come on Monica!
MRS. GREENE: I think I saw Rachel out in the hall.
[Scene: Rachels office, she is coming in for the day carrying a picture for her new office. Mrs. Lynch is coming out of Joannas office, carrying a box.]
Chandler: Mr. and Mrs. Bing! (Walks away.)
(Mr. and Mrs. Geller start to walk away.)
Mrs. Bing: Chandler!
Mrs. Geller: You could kick anyones ass you want too.
Mrs. Bing: Honey, it isnt good luck.
Mrs. Geller: Yeah, the list thatof people were allowed to sleep
Mrs. Geller: Jack!
Mrs. Bing: Charles.
[Cut to Mr. and Mrs. Geller talking to Ross.]
Frank: (entering with his fianc�e Alice, who is obviously much, much older than he is) Hey! Hey! This is ah, my fianc�e, Mrs. Knight. (he points out Phoebe to her)
Mrs. Bing: Oh look at you! So handsome!
Monica: Mrs. Bing? Here, these are my parents umm, Judy and Jack Geller.
Chandler: Mrs. Braverman must be out. (They move closer to it.)
Mrs. Green: Plus, what are you planning on doing with the baby while youre trotting out to the garbage ten times a day?
Mrs. Geller: (shaking her hand) Its lovely to meet you.
MRS. GELLER: Ahh, are you hadsome.
Mrs. Waltham: Well, if youre on e of Rosss best friends, why arent you here?
Mrs. Verhoeven's Daughter: Are you close with her?
Mrs. Verhoeven's Daughter: My mothers still alive.
Mrs. Geller: (To Monica) And you knew about this?!
Mrs. Verhoeven's Daughter: Its not looking good.
Mrs. Verhoeven's Daughter: She didnt pass.
MRS GREEN: If you didn't pour the coffee, no one would have anything to drink.
Mrs. Verhoeven's Daughter: Thats so sweet. (Takes the flowers.) Would you like to come in and say good-bye? Im sure it would mean a lot to her.
Mrs. Verhoeven's Daughter: Yes?
Ross: Actually, it kinda is. My wife won't return my calls. I don't know where my wife is. (Laughs) "Hey Ross, where's the Mrs.?" Don't know!
Mrs. Bing: As I recall when we got married, I saw the groom in the wedding dress.
Monica: Well you-you did start that rumor about Ross making out with Mrs. Altman, our 50-year-old librarian.
Mrs. Verhoeven's Daughter: No, shes hanging in there.
Monica: Just a minute! (To Chandler) Thats Mrs. Tribbiani!
Mr. and Mrs. Geller: Hi
MRS. WINEBURG: Well it's wonderful to have you up and about, again, dear.
Mrs. Geller: Jack?
Mrs. Geller: Thanks for going along with this.
Mrs. Green: Oh, hello Monica.
Mrs. Geller: Oh, well Richard raved about the food at his party, of course you were sleeping with him. Then I heard the food at that lesbian wedding was very nice, I assume you werent sleeping with anybody there. Though, at least that would be something. (Leaves)
Mrs. Geller: Rachel's coming up the path. Doesn't she look pretty. Jack... (Rachel enters with a huge nose)
Mrs. Geller: Ross, why dont you give us your toast now?
Mrs. Geller: (crying) Oh Ross
Mrs. Green: Well all right. Ill see you at four.
Mrs. Green: Such a sweet woman.
[Cut to Rachel and Mrs. Green.]
Mrs. Green: Oh Rachel!
Mrs. Green: Oh look.
Mrs. Green: No dear, thats what babies do.
Mrs. Green: Oh youre gonna do that ten times a day?
Mrs. Green: Well Rachel needs help with the baby.
Mrs. Green: Of course I am!
Mrs. Green: No. Sweetie, youre gonna be fine. (Starts to get up.)
(Mrs. Green goes into the kitchen and Rachel follows her.)
Mrs. Green: Youre gonna be a great father.
Mrs. Green: With another woman. Have you no control Ross?
Mrs. Geller: (entering) Am I interrupting?
Cashier: Do you uh, want these things delivered Mr. and Mrs. Geller?
Mrs. Green: Im going to the bathroom.
Mrs. Geller: (Looking around at the chapel.) Oh my God! Its like a fairyland.
Mrs. Green: Darling, thats a breast pump!
(Mrs. Geller leaves as Ross re-enters the room.)
Mrs. Geller: Oh hi dear!
Mrs. Geller: Thank you Monica that was uh, interesting. Wasnt it interesting, Jack?
Mrs. Geller: Youre not going to say anything? On our 35th wedding anniversary
Mrs. Green: Well, I kinda did. Me. Eight weeks of me.
(Rachel and Mrs. Geller enter.)
Monica: So whenever youre ready to apologize to me, I will forgive you. Good day! (Monica and Phoebe reenter the apartment and Monica closes the door on a stunned Mrs. Green.) I cant feel my legs!
Mrs. Verhoeven's Daughter: It looked like we were gonna lose her this morning, but shes a tough old bird.
Mrs. Geller: Just hear me out!
[Scene: The Gellers' kitchen. Monica, Mrs. Geller and one of Mrs. Geller's friends are preparing the cake.]
Ross: Okay, look, how is this gonna affect you? Really? I mean you fill some form out once and a while and instead of checking the box that says Ms you check the box that says Mrs.! Its right next to it!
Mrs. Tribbiani: Do you remember how your father used to be? Always yelling, always yelling nothing made him happy, nothing made him happy, not that wood shop, not those stupid little ships in the bottle, nothing. Now he's happy! I mean, it's nice, he has a hobby.
Mrs. Geller: The sexy blonde behind the counter. (She waves at Gunther who waves back.)