words in movies
[Scene: N.Y.U, Ross is teaching a class.]
[Scene: N.Y.U, Rosss new class, he is entering out of breath.]
[Scene: N.Y.U, Rosss new class, this time hes actually about to do a lecture.]
(She kisses him. Ross leans back for a second, and then they both kiss, more passionately this time as U2's With or Without You plays in the background.)
[Scene: N.Y.U, Ross is giving a lecture.]
JOEY: It really hit me last night. I'm gonna be on Days of our Lives. And then I started thinkin' about all of u, and how these are the days of our lives..
[Scene: N.Y.Us University Library, Ross is entering with Chandler.]
Joey: Well... I'm helping out down at the N.Y.U. Med School with some... research.
ROSS: You bet. In the U.S., China, Africa, all over.
ROSS: No, you, ya know there's no need to make it u. . . how?
Ross: (on phone) No-no-no, thats great! Ill be there Monday. And thank you again! (Listens) Okay. (Hangs up) (To All) Umm, that was the head of the Paleontology department at N uh, Y, uh U!
Devon: Do you realise that we have not seen each other since the night of that U2 concert?
Ross: Well, I lost. Some little girl loaned her uniform to her nineteen year old sister, who went down to the U.S.S. Nimitz, and sold over 2,000 boxes.
[Scene: N.Y.U. Paleontology department, Ross is putting up the grades on the message board.]
Phoebe: Okay, obviously you dont know much about the U.S. government.
Ross: Look Ben, it's a toy that protects U.S. oil interests overseas!
[Scene: Monica, Chandler, and Phoebe's. Ross lays a lot off small papers, shaped like the U.S. states onto the floor making a map with the states. Phoebe enters]
Phoebe: No, cause she didnt tell me I was gonna die until the very end of the session, and I was not gonna waste a whole another hour there! I mean Ive only got a week left, yknow? Ive really gotta start living now! (So she picks up the latest copy of Car and Driver (a U.S. auto magazine), leans back, and starts reading.)
Ross: (on phone) Yeah, you want 55-JUMBO. Yeah, that's right. That's right, JUMBO with a U, sir. (pause) No, belive me, you don't want me. Judging by his number, I'd be a huge disappointment. (pause) All rightie, bye bye.