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.
Mrs. Waltham: Were very sad that it didnt work out between you and Emily, monkey. But, I think youre absolutely delicious.
Rachel: And Mrs.?!
Phoebe: Yeah, Professor and Mrs.
Mrs. Geller: Here, sweetie, here. I took these when I had my golfing accident. (Hands Ross a bottle of pills. Then turns to Monica and pats her hair over her ears)
[Two guys walk over and interrupt her. Theyre both names youve already heard. Ones Billy Crystal. Yes, that Billy Crystal from City Slickers. The other one is Robin Williams. Yes, that Robin Williams from Mrs. Doubtfire.]
Mrs. Bing: Really stupid. And I don't even know how it happened. I'm sorry, honey, I promise it will never happen again. Are we okay now?
[Monica jumps in the shower. Right after Mrs. Geller enters the bathroom, Mr. Geller peeks his head in.]
Joey: (on phone) Well, so anyway Beth, what Im saying is I shouldve considered your feelings before I went home with you that night. Ive ah, Ive recently learned whats it like to be on your side of it, and Im sorry. So, do you think you can forgive me? (listens) Great. Thanks. Okay, bye. (He sits down and crosses out something, and dials the phone again.) Hello, Jennifer? (listens) Oh hi, Mrs. Loreo, is Jennifer there? (listens) Oh, shes not home huh? (listens) Well ah, actually I kinda need to talk to you too.
Mrs. Geller: How could it be so much? The receptions at their house.
Mrs. Geller: Hello everybody!
Mrs. Bing: Oh, please, honey, listen, if I can do it, anybody can. You just start with half a dozen European cities, throw in thirty euphemisms for male genitalia, and bam! You have got yourself a book.
Mrs. Geller: It was you?
Mr. and Mrs. Geller: Yes. (They look at Chandler angrily.)
Mr. and Mrs. Geller: What?!
Mrs. Geller: This is your grandmothers engagement ring, I want you to give it to Rachel.
MRS GREEN: So, what do you think of my daughter in the apron with the big job?
Mrs. Geller: Ross, drugs? Divorced? Again?
Mrs. Geller: Nothing! It's an expression.
Chandler: So, has anyone talked to Dr. and Mrs. Geller yet?
Mrs. Bing: (Reentering) O-kay. Look, it, it was stupid.
Mrs. Geller: I actually needed to talk to you before the birth.
Mrs. Geller: (pointing to herself and Jack) Well we left ours in Monicas bedroom.
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: 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.
MRS. GREENE: ...I may have only been in therapy for three weeks now dear but...
[Scene: The Geller household, Mr. and Mrs. Geller are getting ready for Thanksgiving dinner. The doorbell rings.]
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]
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.
Rachel: (gasps) Its still there! (The cheesecake they returned to Mrs. Braverman is still lying in front of her door.)
Mrs. Geller: She's upstairs. Monica! Come down! Everyone's here! Ross, Rachel, and the boy who hates Thanksgiving.
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: (whispers to Jack a little loudly) I think hes stoned again.
Mrs. Geller: Speech! Come on Monica!
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?
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.?
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.)
Mrs. Bing: Chandler!
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.]
(Mr. and Mrs. Geller start to walk away.)
Mrs. Geller: You could kick anyones ass you want too.
Mrs. Geller: (shaking her hand) Its lovely to meet you.
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. Green: Plus, what are you planning on doing with the baby while youre trotting out to the garbage ten times a day?
Mrs. Bing: Well, its a funny story.
Chandler: Mrs. Braverman must be out. (They move closer to it.)
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. Verhoeven's Daughter: Its not looking good.
MRS. GELLER: Ahh, are you hadsome.
Mrs. Verhoeven's Daughter: My mothers still alive.
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: She didnt pass.
Mrs. Geller: (To Monica) And you knew about this?!
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.
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!
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: Yes?
Monica: Just a minute! (To Chandler) Thats Mrs. Tribbiani!
Mrs. Geller: Ross, why dont you give us your toast now?
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. Geller: Rachel's coming up the path. Doesn't she look pretty. Jack... (Rachel enters with a huge nose)
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: (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: Oh look.
(Mrs. Green goes into the kitchen and Rachel follows her.)
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: Youre gonna be a great father.
Mrs. Green: With another woman. Have you no control Ross?
Mrs. Green: Well Rachel needs help with the baby.
Cashier: Do you uh, want these things delivered Mr. and Mrs. Geller?