words in movies
Rachel: Ugh! Look you guys, I'm really excited about this! Okay? I don't care what you think! I'm gonna go set up a little litter box for Mrs. Whiskerson. (They both glare at her.) Well, what am I gonna call her? Fluffy?!
Rachel: It's not! I'm defrosting a chicken. (Pause) Oh, I uh sold Mrs. Whiskerson.
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.
Phoebe: Yeah, youre right. Hows the Mrs.?
[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.]
MRS. GREENE: I think I saw Rachel out in the hall.
Chandler: Mr. and Mrs. Bing! (Walks away.)
Mrs. Bing: Chandler!
(Mr. and Mrs. Geller start to walk away.)
Mrs. Geller: You could kick anyones ass you want too.
Mrs. Geller: Jack!
Mrs. Bing: Charles.
[Cut to Mr. and Mrs. Geller talking to Ross.]
Mrs. Geller: Yeah, the list thatof people were allowed to sleep
Mrs. Bing: Honey, it isnt good luck.
Mrs. Bing: Oh look at you! So handsome!
Monica: Mrs. Bing? Here, these are my parents umm, Judy and Jack Geller.
Mrs. Bing: Well, its a funny story.
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.
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. Waltham: Well, if youre on e of Rosss best friends, why arent you here?
MRS. GELLER: Ahh, are you hadsome.
Mrs. Verhoeven's Daughter: Are you close with her?
MRS GREEN: If you didn't pour the coffee, no one would have anything to drink.
Mrs. Verhoeven's Daughter: My mothers still alive.
Mrs. Verhoeven's Daughter: Its not looking good.
Mrs. Verhoeven's Daughter: She didnt pass.
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: No, shes hanging in there.
Mrs. Geller: (To Monica) And you knew about this?!
Monica: Well you-you did start that rumor about Ross making out with Mrs. Altman, our 50-year-old librarian.
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.
MRS. WINEBURG: Well it's wonderful to have you up and about, again, dear.
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!
Monica: Just a minute! (To Chandler) Thats Mrs. Tribbiani!
Mrs. Verhoeven's Daughter: Yes?
Mrs. Geller: Jack?
Mrs. Geller: Thanks for going along with this.
Mr. and Mrs. Geller: Hi
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: Ross, why dont you give us your toast now?
Mrs. Geller: Rachel's coming up the path. Doesn't she look pretty. Jack... (Rachel enters with a huge nose)
Mrs. Geller: (crying) Oh Ross
Mrs. Green: Oh, hello Monica.
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 goes into the kitchen and Rachel follows her.)
Mrs. Green: Oh look.
Mrs. Green: Of course I am!
Mrs. Green: No dear, thats what babies do.
Mrs. Green: Oh youre gonna do that ten times a day?
Mrs. Green: No. Sweetie, youre gonna be fine. (Starts to get up.)
Mrs. Green: With another woman. Have you no control Ross?
Cashier: Do you uh, want these things delivered Mr. and Mrs. Geller?
Mrs. Green: Well Rachel needs help with the baby.
Mrs. Green: Youre gonna be a great father.
Mrs. Green: Im going to the bathroom.
Mrs. Geller: (Looking around at the chapel.) Oh my God! Its like a fairyland.
Mrs. Geller: (entering) Am I interrupting?
Mrs. Geller: Thank you Monica that was uh, interesting. Wasnt it interesting, Jack?
(Mrs. Geller leaves as Ross re-enters the room.)
Mrs. Green: Darling, thats a breast pump!
Mrs. Geller: Oh hi dear!
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. 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.)
[Scene: The Gellers' kitchen. Monica, Mrs. Geller and one of Mrs. Geller's friends are preparing the cake.]
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!
Mrs. Verhoeven's Daughter: Well, her memory is pretty much gone.
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. Geller: The sexy blonde behind the counter. (She waves at Gunther who waves back.)
Mrs. Geller: Oh I wish youre grandmother had lived to see this.
Mrs. Green: I just had the greatest idea! Im gonna come live with you!
Mrs. Green: Oh my look at that. Only three weeks to go, now have you picked your nanny yet? Now I dont want you to use your housekeeper cause it would just split her focus.
Brenda: Mrs. Bing, this tile cleaner is incredible! Whered you get it?
MRS. GELLER: Over here Jack. OK. I see, Rachel's coming up the path. Oh doesn't she look pretty. Jack, get this. [Rachel enters with a huge nose]
Mrs. Geller: Sweetheart. Oh sorry were late, my fault, I insisted on riding the tube.
Mrs. Bing: Oh yes, Dennis is directing a new Broadway show.
Mrs. Bing: Dont you have a little too much penis to be wearing a dress like that?
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.
Rachel: Chandler, this is not addressed to you. This is addressed to Mrs. Braverman downstairs. (Gasping) Thief.
Monica: Okay! I will! Mrs. Green? Mrs. Green! (She ignores Monica and Monica follows her out into the hall with Phoebe in tow.) It is rude to leave a party without saying good-bye to the host! Yeah, and-and also when someone apologizes to you the decent thing to do is to accept it! Now what I did to you, it wasnt on purpose! But what youre during to me now is just plain spiteful!
[Scene: Bloomingdales, Rachel is meeting with Mr. Posner, Mrs. Lynch, and Joanna the hiring committee.]
MRS. GELLER: I have no idea. Did you know Richard has a twinkie in the city?
Phoebe: All right, let's see, call me mrs Hannigan.
[Scene: The Hallway, Ross comes out and hugs Mrs. Geller.]
Monica: Oh, I'm sorry, mrs Hannigan.
Mrs. Geller: (entering) (to Monica) Honey, dont bite your nails.
Phoebe: Well hello, Mrs. Penella! Thank you so much for coming! Well, okay look, here's your umm, 3-D glasses and Reverend Pong will tell you when to put them on.
Mrs. Geller: Oh honey, come on, have a sense of humour, youve never been able to laugh at yourself.
Ross: (goes over to Julio) Come here, here, come here, come here, (pause) Mrs. Buffay. Sorry, about what I said, umm, it was, it was insensitive of me to say that you were just a cat. When clearly you are also the reincarnated spirit, of my friends mother.
Mrs. Tribbiani: Well don't be, because now everything's screwed up. I just want it the way it was.
Mrs. Green: You cant leave a baby alone!
Monica: It is going to be okay! (Mrs. Green glances over her shoulder and glares at Monica while she heads for the bathroom.) It was worth a shot.