words in movies
Mrs. Tribbiani: I came to give you this (Gives him a bag of groceries) and this. (Whacks him round the ear)
Mrs. Tribbiani: Why did you have to fill your father's head with all that garbage about making things right? Things were fine the way they were! There's chicken in there, put it away. For God's sake, Joey, really. (She gives the sofabed a tiny push and it folds away)
Mrs. Tribbiani: Of course I knew! What did you think? Your father is no James Bond. You should've heard some of his cover stories. "I'm sleeping over at my accountant's," I mean, what is that? Please!
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. Tribbiani: Me? I'm fine. Look, honey, in an ideal world, there'd be no her, and your father would look like Sting. And I'll tell you something else. Ever since that poodle-stuffer came along, he's been so ashamed of himself that he's been more attentive, he's been more loving... I mean, it's like every day's our anniversary.
Mrs. Tribbiani: Well don't be, because now everything's screwed up. I just want it the way it was.
Mrs. Tribbiani: I know you did, cookie. Oh, I know you did. So tell me. Did you see her?
Mrs. Tribbiani: That's sweet. Could I take her?
Mrs. Geller: Yes, well I was wrong, and I have to say you really impressed me today.
MRS. GREENE: Oh, I missed you kids. Well, should I put my coat in the bedroom?
Mrs. Geller: It really was. Oh, c'mere, sweetheart. (Hugs her) Y'know, I think it might be time for you to start using night cream.
Rachel: Barry, I'm sorry... I am so sorry... I know you probably think that this is all about what I said the other day about you making love with your socks on, but it isn't... it isn't, it's about me, and I ju- (She stops talking and dials the phone.) Hi, machine cut me off again... anyway...look, look, I know that some girl is going to be incredibly lucky to become Mrs. Barry Finkel, but it isn't me, it's not me. And not that I have any idea who me is right now, but you just have to give me a chance too... (The maching cuts her off again and she redials.)
Mrs. Burkart: Oh, good. Thank you.
Mrs. Burkart: (Singing) Come on along and listen to...
Mrs. Burkart: All right. I'll get my bag.
Mrs. Geller: No, I have faith
Mrs. Burkart: (Singing) ...the lullabye of...
Mrs. Green: Well then you really dont need me to live with you.
MRS. GELLER: Jack. Could you come in here for a moment? NOW!
Mrs. Geller: (laughs) Im not freaking out.
MRS. GREENE: Oh, you kids [she caresses his face and chest] Well, this is the best party I've been to in years.
MRS. GELLER: Almost time for cake.
Mrs. Potter: Mr. Simons been waiting for(sees Phoebe and Rick) Oh my God!
Phoebe: Good. (Phoebe and Mrs. Burkart go into the other room, leaving Monica with everyone staring at her.)
Rachel: So, come on, what was the big news Pete wanted to tell you Mon?! Or should I say Mrs. Monica Becker?
Mrs. Lynch: I know!
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.
MRS. GREENE: Oh, scotch neat. Ya know, that's Rachel's father's drink.
MRS GREEN: I do. You didn't love Barry. And I've never seen you this happy. I look at you and I think, oh, this is what I want.
[Scene: Monica and Chandler's, Mrs. Green is telling Ross what needs to be done to baby proof his apartment.]
Mrs. Geller: No-no-no, that was all true. This was just in case you pulled a Monica.
Frank: Well um, I was in ah Mrs. Knights ah, I mean Alice, sorry, Alice, I always do that. I was in her ah, Home Ec class.
Mrs. Lynch: Oh my goodness! You havent heard!
Mrs. Geller: (stopping him) Dont get up Jack! The safety pins are about to blow.
Mrs. Lynch: Joanna passed away last night.
Mrs. Lynch: I notice that youve been trusted with a lot of rather important responsibilities.
Mrs. Geller: I thought it was quite tasty.
MRS. GREENE: He always ridiculed my pottery classs...
Mrs. Bing: You are gonna be fine, believe me.
Rachel: Hello, Mrs. Chatracus.
[Scene: The Geller household kitchen, Mrs. Geller is cooking and Rachel, post nose job, is helping her.]
Mrs. Potter: Phoebe, we have rules here, this isnt that kind of place.
[Scene: The Bing household, Mr. and Mrs. Bing and Young Chandler are eating Thanksgiving dinner as a housekeeper serves them.]
Mrs. Bing: Oooh, c'mon, shut up, it's fun. Gimme a hug. (They both sit down) Well, I think we're ready for some tequila.
[cut to the living room where Mrs. Burkart is now performing.]
Mrs. Geller: (reaches out to fiddle with Monica's hair again, and realises) Those earrings look really lovely on you.
Mrs. Geller: Can we talk to you for just a yknow Its just a little thing. Well we think its absolutely marvelous that youre having this baby out of wedlock, some of our friends are less open-minded. Which is why weve told them all that youre married.
Mrs. Burgin: Oh, well we cut the trip short.
Mrs. Burgin: Oh, say no more!
MRS. GREENE: Sweetheart, you obviously have a problem. You've chosen a boyfriend exactly like your father.
Mrs. Bing: (To phone) Okay, thank you. (To Ross) It's the Italian Hand-Licker, isn't it.
MRS. GELLER: Thank you Richard, I appreciate the support.
MRS GREEN: I mean, this is no offense to your dad, sweetie, but I was thinking there might be more.
Mrs. Burgin: Oh, hi, darling!
Mrs. Geller: Jack, thats what they call the subway.
Mrs. Geller: Oh, dear. Jack, how do I turn this off?
Mrs. Geller: Ahh, are you hadsome.
Monica: But it didnt. Say hello to Mrs. Chatracus.
Mrs. Geller: Monica! I think Rachel's here!
Mrs. Geller: Well, at least she had the chance to leave a man at the altar...
Mrs. Geller: I'm so glad you could come Chandler, we've got plenty of food so I hope you're hungry.
Mrs. Geller: Oh, well, I'm so glad you brought him here then.
Rachel: And I will make everyone call me Mrs. Geller!
Monica: Wow. Then I would definitely not recommend Mrs. Doubtfire.
Mrs. Burgin: Maybe in L.A?
Mrs. Burgin: Hello. Well, Joshua, that $500 was for groceries.
Mrs. Geller: You too sweethart!
Mrs. Waltham: Hello, Waltham Interiors.
Mrs. Waltham: Oh, am I on the radio?
Mrs. Waltham: Where?
Mrs. Waltham: Oh my God, Phoebe.
Mrs. Geller: I just hope...
Mrs. Waltham: I know, its horrible isnt it?
Mrs. Waltham: (Throws her head back in disgust.) Why?!
Mrs. Waltham: Who is this?
(Mrs. Waltham hangs up on her.)
Mrs. Waltham: Who?
Mrs. Waltham: Yes, Waltham interiors.
Mrs. Waltham: You can forget about Emily, shes not with us.
Mrs. Waltham: (Answering the phone.) Hello, Waltham Interiors.
Mrs. Waltham: Oh yes, there you are.
Mrs. Waltham: Lovely to meet you.
Mrs. Waltham: (Looking evilly at her husband) Sorry, what?
Mrs. Waltham: (As she walks pass Ross, she pats his but.) Call me.
PHOEBE: I don't know. I mean, she obviously has some kind of unfinished business. [Mrs. Adelman's voice] Sit up!
MRS. GELLER: No, Richard Burke gave them a ride.
Mrs. Green: Oh, Im so happy Im gonna do this for my little girl. Aw, look at you. You have tears in your eyes.
Mrs. Geller: So Rachel, your mom tells me you changed your major again.
Mrs. Geller: (holding two pies) Monica, why don't you finish off these pies? I don't have any more room left in the fridge.
MRS. GELLER: A real doctor?
Mrs. Geller: I'll get it.
Mrs. Geller: Jack.
MRS. GELLER: We just know she's got the IQ of a napkin.
Mrs. Geller: (to Ross on the stairs) I have a wonderful idea. You should take Rachel to the prom.
[Scene: Nana's house, Ross, Mrs. Geller and Aunt Lillian are going through clothes.]
Mrs. Geller: Yes, yes Monica is thin. It's wonderful. But what we really want to hear about is Ross's new girlfriend.
Mrs. Geller: Theres nothing to discuss. Were not paying for your wine cellar.
MRS. GELLER: Dance with him.
PHOEBE: [Mrs. Adelman's voice] Butterscotch? No one? All right, you'll be sorry later.
[Scene: Rachels Room, Joey moves Rosss coat to get the tissues Rachel wants and the engagement ring box Mrs. Geller gave him falls out of the pocket it was inside. Joey goes to one knee, picks up the box, opens it, and sees that its an engagement ring.]
MRS GREEN: Oh, look, here's Barry. Did he have to come straight from the office?
Rachel: Okay. (Mrs. Green helps her up and they walk over and get some tea.)
Chandler: Wow! You look just like your son Mrs. Tribbiani!
(Cut to Mr. and Mrs. Geller.)
Mrs. Geller: (lying) Ive gotta call my friend Mary and tell her how good this is, from Monicas room.
Mrs. Geller: Well what is it? Come on sweetie, your like, freaking me out here.
Mrs. Geller: Mmmm!
MRS GREEN: That's fine. I never did it. I just thought I might. So, what's new in sex?