words in movies
Monica: No, my eye doctor is Richard! I cant go to him when I dont have a boyfriend!
Phoebe: (on phone) Hi! Yeah, Im calling on behalf of Monica Gellers eye, and is um, is Richard Burke in today. (Listens) (to Monica) Hes out of town, but does she want to see the on-call doctor?
Nurse: Dr. Richard Burke is out of town. Dr. Timothy Burke, his son, will see you now.
Rachel: Because its Richards son! Its like inviting Greek tragedy over for dinner!
Monica: Me going out with Richards son.
Ross: Hey, y'know, Mon, if things wrong out between you and Richards son, youd be able to tell your kids, that you slept with their grandfather.
MONICA: Ok. [Richard walks in] Hey, why don't you ask Richard?
RICHARD: Hey, be right there.
Dedicated to the Memory of Richard L. Cox, Sr.
RICHARD: Wow. Well being a huge Knicks fan myself, I think you should take someone who's a huge Knicks fan.
Ross: Well, this is ironic. Of your last two boyfriends, Richard didnt want to have kids, and from the looks of it, now Pete cant.
Richard: Wow. Y'know were back where we were. Honey, I would love to do all that, but nothings changed.
RICHARD: Uh, the guy was Lou Gehrig. Didn't you kinda see it coming?
RICHARD: That's fine. Well, your other dad and I are gonna go have a romantic evening and I guess I'll just see you kids around.
Richard: Well yeah, Im sorry. I know this is the wrong time and the wrong place but I had to tell ya! I wanna spend my life with you. I wanna marry you. I wanna have kids with you.
RICHARD: Oh honey, I'm fine.
MONICA: Hey. Where is he, where's Richard? Did you ditch him?
[Richard enters]
RICHARD: Hey, you're gettin' better. I'm gonna keep this by the way.
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.)
JOEY: How come Richard looks so much cooler with one of these than me?
MONICA: You know what, I think it's cute, you trying to be more like Richard.
Richard: Oh, hey look nothing happened.
CHANDLER: Hey listen, we've gotta go, I promised Richard we'd meet him downstairs.
MONICA: You're meeting Richard?
RICHARD: It's the basketball playoffs.
Richard: Oh, okay. Well, Ill just leave the door open and go sit on the couch. (Does so.)
[Cut to that same kitchen, only this is The One With The Proposal, Richard is telling Monica something.]
RICHARD: Hey Phoebs, what's happening?
PHOEBE: What, what's about to happen? [starts watching] I've never seen this part before. Hey, Travis, watcha doin' with that gun? Oh no, no no Travis, put down the gun. No no no no, he he's your buddy, he's your Yeller, no, no no, the end, THE END. [hear the gunshot from the TV] [Scene:Monica and Rachel's apartment. Richard is on the balcony smoking and Monica is on the phone.]
RICHARD: Ok. [leaves]
Richard: Is that my ass? (Hes looking at Joeys.)
RICHARD: I know, I know. Just hang in there, OK. OK, I'll go out first, alright.
RICHARD: Guys. Seriously, it is not like that.
RICHARD: Happy birthday.
RICHARD: Jack, would you let it go?
RICHARD: What?
RICHARD: How ya doin'?
[Scene: Chandler and Joey's apartment. Chandler and Joey are playing Richard at foosball.]
RICHARD: Really?
RICHARD: Oh, thank you Phoebs. That's very sweet.
RICHARD: She's not a twinkie.
RICHARD: Oh?
RICHARD: Two.
RICHARD: Uh, Phoebe, I don't think your mom would want you to see what's about to happen.
RICHARD: Right, and...
RICHARD: Monica.
RICHARD: Right.
[Scene: Mr. Geller's birthday party. Monica is in the bathroom and Richard comes in.]
RICHARD: Well, we had a table in college.
RICHARD: Hey.
RICHARD: Shall we?
RICHARD: No.
RICHARD: Well.
RICHARD: Ok, just one more point.
RICHARD: Uh-oh.
RICHARD: Is everything all right?
RICHARD: Uh, you guys see me as a dad?
RICHARD: Well, that's not bad at all. I mean, you had me thinkin it was like a fleet.
RICHARD: No. You have got it completely wrong. John Savage was deerhunter, no legs, John Voit was coming home, couldn't feel his legs.
RICHARD: Uh-huh, yeah.
RICHARD: Ohh, brisk tonight.
RICHARD: Oh, alright.
Richard: Youve got panties stuck to your leg.
[Cut to into the bedroom, with Monica still hiding under the covers. Richard enters and sits down next to her.]
Richard: Of course! Im-Im sorry. I-Id hate you to miss anything like that on account of me. I can do this!
RICHARD: Oh, well that's not so crazy.
RICHARD: What're you doing?
RICHARD: Thank you.
RICHARD: You're strict.
RICHARD: Come on.
RICHARD: Uh, it's the college playoffs.
RICHARD: No that's not true. That is not true.
RICHARD: Well, I'm confused. I thought we shared time.
RICHARD: Yeah.
RICHARD: Monica, wake up. Monica.
RICHARD: I thought of a thing.
RICHARD: Look I want you, now.
RICHARD: Well, uh, sometimes I think about selling my practice, we could move to France, make French toast.
RICHARD: Okay.
RICHARD: Honey, you are in it.
RICHARD: Sure I do.
RICHARD: Oh, yeah!
RICHARD: I love you, too.
RICHARD: Okay, I'll do it.
RICHARD: Ooh, duct tape. Was I supposed to bring something too?
RICHARD: Let's never speak of this.
RICHARD: If kids is what I takes to be with you then kids it is.
Monica: I need to get some Richard.
RICHARD: But you're not.
[Scene: Monica and Rachel's apartment. Richard and Monica are in bed.]
RICHARD: Oh, that's why you never see pigeons at sushi bars.(they both start laughing at Richard's poor joke) See, we're having fun.
Richard:
MONICA: It's Richard Burke.
Richard:
RICHARD: You really need the bassinet?
Richard:
ROSS: I don't know, I don't think mom and dad would mind. Remember when you were 9 and Richard was 30, how dad used to say, 'God I hope they get together.'
RICHARD: You're pretty much running that risk either way.
Chandler: Yknow Richard you are a good guy.
ALL: Bye, Richard.
Monica: Wow! Your lip went bald. (Richard pays the clerk) Hey, thanks.
RICHARD: Yeah. How 'bout that.
RICHARD: Very tasteful.
RICHARD: [walks out of the bathroom and runs into Mrs. Geller who is going to the bathroom] Judy, going to the bathroom, good for you.
Chandler: Oh yeah! Yeah, so you-you bumped into Richard! You grabbed a bite! It's no big deal. (He still ain't happy.)