words in movies
Ross: Sure! Oh, and Joeys got the mashed potatoes if you want to exchange them.
Monica: Ok, three kinds of potatoes coming up.
Monica: Well, the turkey's burnt. (checking pots) Potatoes are ruined, potatoes are ruined, potatoes are ruined.
Richard: No, we still have food in the basement! I saw potatoes and some dry pasta!
Ross: Will you make the mashed potatoes with the lumps?
PHOEBE: Oooh.� Let's do.� Let's send them mashed potatoes.
Monica: No, it doesn't, does it? But you wanted lumps, Ross? (picks up the pan of badly burnt potatoes) Well, here you go, buddy, ya got one.
Monica: What, Phoebe, did you whip the potatoes? Ross needs lumps!
Richard: We may not have any weapons, but we still have food. In the basement I saw potatoes and some dry pasta, and a few tins of tuna! (Joey backs away and wipes his face again.)
MONICA: Hey, have you guys eaten, because uh, Richard and I just finished and we've got leftovers... Chicken and potatoes... What am I wearing?...Actually, nothing but rubber gloves.
Chandler: You obviously haven't tasted my Palmolive potatoes!
[Scene: Monica and Chandler's, Monica is mixing some Thanksgiving treat (Im assuming mashed potatoes) in a bowl.]
Monica: Why? Because everything is my responsibility? Isn't it enough that I'm making Thanksgiving dinner for everyone? You know, everyone wants a different kind of potatoes, so I'm making different kinds of potatoes. Does anybody care what kind of potatoes I want? Nooooo, no, no! (starting to cry) Just as long as Phoebe gets her peas and onions, and Mario gets his tots, and it's my first Thanksgiving, and it's all burned, and, and I... I...
Monica: All right, fine. Tonight's potatoes will be both mashed with lumps, and in the form of tots.