words in movies
[knock at the door, Monica answers to see Mrs. Greene]
MRS. GREENE: Hi Monica.
MRS. GREENE: Well, my goodness, what was that?
MRS. GREENE: You thought I was Rachel?
MRS. GREENE: Oh, I missed you kids. Well, should I put my coat in the bedroom?
MRS. GREENE: Oh well thank you. Such a gentleman. Thank you. [Chandler takes the hot pink coat and grimaces at it] Ahh, it all looks so nice, so festive, all the balloons... [Chandler, remembering that Joey and Mr. Greene are in the bedroom, throws her coat in a cupboard] The funniest thing happened to me on the way here. I was...[Joey peeks out]
PHOEBE: [cutting Mrs. Greene off] Ha-ha, that's great, ha-ha. I can't wait to hear the rest of it, ya know, but I really have to go to the bathroom so... Hey, come with me. Yeah, yeah, it'll be like we're gal pals, ya know, like at a restraunt. Oh, it'll be fun, c'mon. [they go in the bathroom]
MRS. GREENE: Happy birthday sweetie.
MRS. GREENE: Oh, scotch neat. Ya know, that's Rachel's father's drink.
MRS. GELLER: Ross, whose glasses are those?
MRS. GREENE: You wear bi-focals?
MRS. GREENE: Did you know my husband has glasses just like that?
MRS. GREENE: Rachel, you didn't tell me your boyfriend smoked.
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. GREENE: Sweetheart, you obviously have a problem. You've chosen a boyfriend exactly like your father.
MRS. GREENE: You work and you work and you work at a marriage but all he cares about is his stupid boat.
MRS. GREENE: He always ridiculed my pottery classs...
MRS. GREENE: ...but when all is said and done, he still drinks out of the mugs.
MRS. GREENE: ...the scotch and the cigarettes...
MRS. GREENE: ...I may have only been in therapy for three weeks now dear but...
MRS. GREENE: Alright, Monica dear, I'm gonna hit the road. Now I've left my 10 verbs on the table. And you be sure and send me that finished poem.
MRS. GREENE: I think I saw Rachel out in the hall.
MRS. GREENE: Happy birthday sweetie.
MRS. GREENE: Ross, what're you doing.
[the guys form a wall between Mrs Geller and Mr Geller and dance across the hall as he walks across]
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, you kids [she caresses his face and chest] Well, this is the best party I've been to in years.
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.
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.
Mrs. Geller: Stupid Jack, the word is stupid.
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.]
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.
Mrs. Geller: She's upstairs. Monica! Come down! Everyone's here! Ross, Rachel, and the boy who hates Thanksgiving.
Mrs. Geller: Speech! Come on Monica!
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.
MRS. GELLER: Oh, dear. Jack, how do I turn this off?
(Joey walks away and Mr. and Mrs. Geller walk up. Mr. Geller is wearing this ancient velvet tuxedo.)
Mrs. Bing: Chandler!
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.]
Chandler: Mr. and Mrs. Bing! (Walks away.)
Mrs. Geller: Jack!
(Mr. and Mrs. Geller start to walk away.)
Mrs. Geller: You could kick anyones ass you want too.
Mrs. Bing: Charles.
[Cut to Mr. and Mrs. Geller talking to Ross.]
Mrs. Bing: Honey, it isnt good luck.
Mrs. Geller: Yeah, the list thatof people were allowed to sleep
Mrs. Bing: Oh look at you! So handsome!
Mrs. Geller: (shaking her hand) Its lovely to meet you.
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?
Monica: Mrs. Bing? Here, these are my parents umm, Judy and Jack Geller.
Mrs. Verhoeven's Daughter: My mothers still alive.
Mrs. Waltham: Well, if youre on e of Rosss best friends, why arent you here?
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. GELLER: Ahh, are you hadsome.
Mrs. Verhoeven's Daughter: Are you close with her?
Mrs. Verhoeven's Daughter: Its not looking good.
Monica: Well you-you did start that rumor about Ross making out with Mrs. Altman, our 50-year-old librarian.
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: No, shes hanging in there.
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. Geller: (To Monica) And you knew about this?!
Mrs. Bing: As I recall when we got married, I saw the groom in the wedding dress.
Mrs. Verhoeven's Daughter: Yes?
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. WINEBURG: Well it's wonderful to have you up and about, again, dear.
Mrs. Geller: Jack?
Mrs. Geller: Thanks for going along with this.
Mr. and Mrs. Geller: Hi
Mrs. Geller: Ross, why dont you give us your toast now?
Mrs. Geller: (crying) Oh Ross
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. Green: Such a sweet woman.
Mrs. Green: Oh, hello Monica.
Mrs. Green: Well all right. Ill see you at four.
[Cut to Rachel and Mrs. Green.]
Mrs. Green: Oh Rachel!
Mrs. Green: No dear, thats what babies do.
(Mrs. Green goes into the kitchen and Rachel follows her.)
Mrs. Green: Oh look.
Mrs. Green: Of course I am!
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: Well Rachel needs help with the baby.
Cashier: Do you uh, want these things delivered Mr. and Mrs. Geller?
Mrs. Green: With another woman. Have you no control Ross?
Mrs. Green: Youre gonna be a great father.
Mrs. Geller: (entering) Am I interrupting?
Mrs. Green: Im going to the bathroom.
Mrs. Geller: (Looking around at the chapel.) Oh my God! Its like a fairyland.
Mrs. Verhoeven's Daughter: It looked like we were gonna lose her this morning, but shes a tough old bird.
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
(Rachel and Mrs. Geller enter.)
Mrs. Green: Well, I kinda did. Me. Eight weeks of me.
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 leaves as Ross re-enters the room.)
Mrs. Green: Darling, thats a breast pump!
[Scene: The Gellers' kitchen. Monica, Mrs. Geller and one of Mrs. Geller's friends are preparing the cake.]
Mrs. Geller: Just hear me out!
Mrs. Geller: Oh I wish youre grandmother had lived to see this.
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. Green: I just had the greatest idea! Im gonna come live with you!
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. 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.
Mrs. Verhoeven's Daughter: Well, her memory is pretty much gone.
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.
Brenda: Mrs. Bing, this tile cleaner is incredible! Whered you get it?