words in movies
Ross: Well, hello, Mrs. Ross! (Throws some rice.)
Mrs. Geller: Stupid Jack, the word is stupid.
[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...
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.
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.
Mrs. Geller: (To Chandler) Youve done a wonderful job with this party Chandler. Everything looks so lovely.
Mrs. Geller: (whispers to Jack a little loudly) I think hes stoned again.
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.
[the guys form a wall between Mrs Geller and Mr Geller and dance across the hall as he walks across]
(Joey walks away and Mr. and Mrs. Geller walk up. Mr. Geller is wearing this ancient velvet tuxedo.)
Mrs. Geller: Speech! Come on Monica!
Mrs. Bing: Chandler!
Rachel: (gasps) Its still there! (The cheesecake they returned to Mrs. Braverman is still lying in front of her door.)
Chandler: Mr. and Mrs. Bing! (Walks away.)
MRS. GELLER: Oh, dear. Jack, how do I turn this off?
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.
Mrs. Geller: Jack!
Mrs. Bing: Charles.
[Cut to Mr. and Mrs. Geller talking to Ross.]
(Mr. and Mrs. Geller start to walk away.)
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. Bing: Well, its a funny story.
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. Geller: (shaking her hand) Its lovely to meet you.
Mrs. Green: Plus, what are you planning on doing with the baby while youre trotting out to the garbage ten times a day?
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. Verhoeven's Daughter: Are you close with 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: My mothers still alive.
Mrs. Verhoeven's Daughter: Its not looking good.
MRS GREEN: If you didn't pour the coffee, no one would have anything to drink.
Mrs. Verhoeven's Daughter: She didnt pass.
Mrs. Bing: As I recall when we got married, I saw the groom in the wedding dress.
Mrs. Geller: (To Monica) And you knew about this?!
Mrs. Verhoeven's Daughter: No, shes hanging in there.
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.
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. Verhoeven's Daughter: Yes?
Monica: Well you-you did start that rumor about Ross making out with Mrs. Altman, our 50-year-old librarian.
Monica: Just a minute! (To Chandler) Thats Mrs. Tribbiani!
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. Geller: Jack?
MRS. WINEBURG: Well it's wonderful to have you up and about, again, dear.
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: Rachel's coming up the path. Doesn't she look pretty. Jack... (Rachel enters with a huge nose)
[Cut to Rachel and Mrs. Green.]
Mrs. Green: Oh, hello Monica.
Mrs. Green: Well all right. Ill see you at four.
Mrs. Green: Such a sweet woman.
(Mrs. Green goes into the kitchen and Rachel follows her.)
Mrs. Green: Oh youre gonna do that ten times a day?
Mrs. Green: No dear, thats what babies do.
Mrs. Geller: Ross, why dont you give us your toast now?
Mrs. Geller: (crying) Oh Ross
Mrs. Green: Oh look.
Mrs. Green: Of course I am!
Mrs. Green: No. Sweetie, youre gonna be fine. (Starts to get up.)
Mrs. Green: Oh Rachel!
Mrs. Green: With another woman. Have you no control Ross?
Mrs. Green: Im going to the bathroom.
Mrs. Green: Youre gonna be a great father.
Cashier: Do you uh, want these things delivered Mr. and Mrs. Geller?
Mrs. Green: Well Rachel needs help with the baby.
Mrs. Geller: (Looking around at the chapel.) Oh my God! Its like a fairyland.
Mrs. Geller: Oh hi dear!
(Mrs. Geller leaves as Ross re-enters the room.)
Mrs. Green: Darling, thats a breast pump!
Mrs. Geller: (entering) Am I interrupting?
(Rachel and Mrs. Geller enter.)
Mrs. Geller: Youre not going to say anything? On our 35th wedding anniversary
Mrs. Geller: Thank you Monica that was uh, interesting. Wasnt it interesting, Jack?
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.
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: Just hear me out!
[Scene: The Gellers' kitchen. Monica, Mrs. Geller and one of Mrs. Geller's friends are preparing the cake.]
Mrs. Green: I just had the greatest idea! Im gonna come live with you!
Mrs. Green: Well, I kinda did. Me. Eight weeks of me.
Mrs. Verhoeven's Daughter: It looked like we were gonna lose her this morning, but shes a tough old bird.
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. Verhoeven's Daughter: Well, her memory is pretty much gone.
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.
Rachel: Chandler, this is not addressed to you. This is addressed to Mrs. Braverman downstairs. (Gasping) Thief.
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. Bing: Dont you have a little too much penis to be wearing a dress like that?