words in movies
Rachel: And your lap does not count! Okay? Come on help me move this.
Rachel: But dont you think Rosita wouldve wanted you to move on? I mean yknow, she did always put your comfort first.
Ross: They kept your room for a while.
Phoebe: Oh okay. Umm, all right. (Picks up the phone and starts reading from the script.) Hi, this is Phoebe from Empire Office Supplies, can I speak to your supply manager please?
Phoebe: Umm, okay I would like to talk to you about your toner needs.
Mr. Geller: Im sorry we cant store your childhood things anymore.
Mr. Geller: I dont know. They-they must be your mothers, but please, please dont ask her. Ill throw these away. (He puts them in his pocket as Ross finds something of interest in one of his boxes.)
Mr. Geller: Oh look, look theres your old makeup kit!
Mr. Geller: So its just your mother then.
Phoebe: (on phone) Hi, this Phoebe from Empire Office Supplies, can I speak to your supply manager please? (Listens) Earl, thanks. (Listens) Hi Earl, this is Phoebe from Empire Office Supplies Id like to talk to you about your toner needs. (Shes reading from the script.)
Chandler: My chair. Now, if anybody asks, your name is Rosita! (He runs out the door, grabs the back of Rosita, and we can hear Joey and Rachel talking as they are coming up the stairs. Neither of them have reached the landing yet.)
Joey: Oh there is! If you want something enough and your heart is pure, wondrous things can happen!
Rachel: Thats right Joey, the chair angel came in and heeled your chair. (She sits down in the chair.)
Joey: (angrily) Get your non-believer ass outta my chair! (She gets up and heads for her room.)
Mr. Geller: Well I dont know, I-I suppose we may have favored you unconsciously, you were a medical marvel! The doctor said your mother could
Mr. Geller: Your make-up kit? Id feel better.
Rachel: Yeah! You can hook it up to your TV and you get radio!
Phoebe: All right so Earl, lets just forget about the people at the office, okay? There-theres gotta be someone else in your life worth sticking around for! What about-what about your family, your friends, or maybe your girlfriend?
Monica: (holding up a small cowboy hat) This isnt mine. (Sets it down and looks at the rest of the boxes.) Hey, this isnt, this isnt my stuff! Ugh, Ross! (Grabs and holds up a doll.) These are your boxes! Where are my boxes?
Ross: Umm, your boxes are umm
Mr. Geller: Well, the garage flooded sweetie and it ruined everything in your boxes. Im sorry.
Monica: So why-why wasnt Rosss stuff ruined? (Pause) And if you say the words medical marvel Im going to Easy Bake your head!
Mr. Geller: Well, I used your boxes to divert water away from the Porsche.
Monica: So wait, Rosss stuff is fine, but I have no memories because you wanted to keep the bottom two inches of your car away from water!!!
Joey: Your chair?!
Rachel: Yeah, he thought he broke your chair so he switched the chairs!
Earl: (exhales) Look, um I really appreciate your coming down
Mr. Geller: Its the key to my Porsche. Well, the key to your Porsche.
Mr. Geller: Ive been thinking about getting rid of it. I was driving it the other day and saw my reflection in a store window. Your mothers right, I do look like an ass.
Monica: Wait, youre giving me your Porsche, youre kidding me right?!
Phoebe: Yknow thats really fair. Yknow? Most guys who have been divorced three times are like 60. Ross, nobody cares about this except you! This-this embarrassment thing is all in your head! Here, Ill show you! Come here.
Phoebe: (to her) Hey! Dont you give me any of yourHey! (Sees Chandler and Monica standing there.)
Phoebe: (singing) ...fuchsia and mauvvve. Those are the 66 colours of my bedroommmm. (applause) Thank you, thank you. Ohh, and I invite you to count the colours in your bedroom. (Sees that Phoebe Sr. has entered, and to her) Except for you. You go away.
Monica: Well uh, Im trying to make something for Joey. Do you mind if I raid your fridge?
Monica: Mom, uh, Chandler was just saying how beautiful your sweater is.
Monica: Well yknow, Im just-Im just worried that bosses will see them and think they pay you too much money. Or! Or your assistant will see them and-and want a raise!
Chandler: Mr. and Mrs. Geller, you look wonderful, it is great to have you hear, let us take off your coats!
Hillary: Are those your teeth??
Rachel: No Paul, I dont know anything about you! Yknow, like-like your childhood! Tell me about your childhood!
Sandy: I really do understand how hard it's gotta be to leave your child with another person. I mean, it's leaving behind a piece of your heart... (Ross has got that bored/angry/skeptic look and Rachel is very emotional)
Ross: ...and these come in the shapes of your favourite Christmas characters, Santa, Rudolph, and Baby Jesus.
Monica: Its not your birthday.
Lydia: Hey, Knick fan, am I interested in your views on fatherhood? Uh, no.
Ross: And on your anniversary, for shame!
Rachel: (jumps at the chance to make that happen) Oh! There's nothing above your bed!!
Rachel: All right. Okay Chandler, enjoy your handful. (Exits.)
Phoebe: (on phone) 'Annie! Hi. Listen we got a problem with Joey Tribbiani, apparently he missed his audition. Who did you speak to in my office? Estelle, no, I don't know what I'm going to do with her. No. All right, so your husband leaves and burns down the apartment, the world does not stop.'
RICHARD: You know, I like the way you have efficiently folded this tab under. See in a tape emergency you could shave valuable seconds off your time.
Ken: I�m sorry, but isn�t your wife back in New York?
Monica: Then all your stuff would be here.
Ross: Hey, what you do on your own time...
Monica: Rachel! Im never gonna think its okay for you to cheat on your husband!
Joey: Sure. What? About uh, you showering with your mom?
RACH: Hi, I'm sorry, I need to borrow your phone for just one minute.
Ross: Its Ben and his Da-Da. Da-Da? Can you say Da-Da? Yknow, you might as well say it because I told your
Joey: So uh, whats your name?
A Waiter: (entering) Hey, dragon! Heres your tips from Monday and Tuesday. (hands him two envelopes)
ROSS: Hello.� (listens)� Ah, no, she's not here right now.� Can I take a message?� (grabs a pad and pen)� Bill from the bar?� (writes)� Okay, "Bill from the bar."� I'll make sure she gets your number.
Rachel: Oh thank you so much. (Picks up the guy's spirit level) Oh oh wait! You forgot your erm...Your game. (hands it to him)
Rachel: Well hello! Welcome to Monica's. May I take your coat?
RACHEL: I know, I know, I know, I know. I was just thinking about when they were there the last time, I'm sorry. I'm sorry, I'm sorry. OK, OK, look, woah, I promise, I'm good, I'm not gonna laugh anymore. OK put your hands back there.
Paul: I beg your pardon?
Phoebe: So, how are things going with crazy? Has she cooked your rabbit yet?
Ross: So this is your office?
Phoebe: Ooh, technically you owe me $600 for sending out happy thoughts on your last ten auditions.
Phoebe Sr: The three losers. Oh, poor Lily. (Phoebe notices a picture on the fridge, takes it, and puts it in her pocket.) Ohh, y'know I-I heard about what happened, that must have been just terrible for you, losing your mother that way.
Monica: Phoebe, it's not what you wear. It's sort of your songs... I just don't think you should play at the restaurant anymore.
Ross: Ah, no Mon, Dad had to buy everyone of your boxes because you ate them all. But ah, y'know Im sure thats not gonna happen this time, why dont I put you down for three of the mint treasures and just a couple of the Rudolphs.
Joey: Okay. All right. Umm, so uh, so how did it happen? Did your eyes meet across the room? And then the next thing yknow youre in the bathtub together and shes feeding you strawberries?
Phoebe: Hey!! Get your ass back here, Tribbiani!! (Joey walks back in, scared.)
ROSS: Monica, Monica, your guest are turning into jerky, OK.
Joey: (laughs) Yeah! Right! (points at Monica) People eat birds... Bird meat... Now do they just fly into your mouth or you go to... you go to a restaurant and you say: "Excuse me, I'll have a bucket of fried bird." (laughs again) Or... or maybe just a wing or... (realises...)
Mr. Geller: Well you gotta get at it princess! When your mother and I were trying to conceive you, whenever she was ovulating, bam, we did it. Thats how I got my bad hip.
Ross: Okay, Im gonna get your coat and then Ill-Ill put you in a cab.
Monica: What is the matter with your hand?
Phoebe: (jumps in front of Rachel) Hi! Oh yeah, uh-huh, it's me. I saw you grab your running shoes this morning and sneak out. You lied so you could run by yourself.
Monica: Of course theres another guy!! This is even more perfect! Now you have to prove your love!
Ross: A little? Your place looks like page 72 of the catalogue. Oh look at that! The ornamental bird cage! Large!
Ross: What can I say, you missed your chance. From now on the only person whos going to enjoy these bad boys (holds up his hands) is me. (Quickly realizes what he said and exits disgustedly.)
Mr. Thompson: Congratulations on your new boat, Joey Tribbiani!!
Ross: It is time for you to give your maid of honor speech.
Phoebe: (no accent) I'm trying to get your parents to like me.
Phoebe: There he goes, your fianc�e.
MONICA: This wasn't addressed to Days of Our Lives, this is, this came to your apartment. There's no stamp on it, this woman was in our building.
Tag: Id love to ask out your friend Phoebe.
KID: Hi. Uh, did I accidentally drop a condom in your case? It's kind of an emergency.
Joey: (approaching) Ross, hey, the bands ready outside for your first dance with Emily, so
Gert: Why arent you moving your feet?
Dr. Franzblau: I'm gonna go check up on your friend.
Helena: So whats your name?
Janice: But I love my husband. And I know you love your wife. Now, I don't think we should get this house now.
Tag: Like your sweater.
Joey: Thats right! I helped you guys out a lot in the start of your relationship. Huh? I helped you guys sneak around for like six months, and I looked like an idiot! And I was humiliated. And I only made 200 dollars!
Chandler: Seriously? Seriously, no! You can play your own age which is 31!
The Interviewer: So lets talk a little bit about your duties.
Monica: You know what? I don't care. I like it like this, and I'm gonna keep it. You're just jealous because your hair can't do this... (and she shakes her head more violently) OUCH!
Chandler: (with phone to ear, obviously hearing no dial tone) Paid your phone bill?
Joey: Yeah? Well look Ross, you don't have to. Okay? It's not your fault I suck. I mean what kind of an actor can't even say, "Hmm, noodle soup." (Nods his head in disgust.)
Rachel: Oh really?! Then how come all your stuff is in this box?! (Monica starts chasing Rachel around the table.)
Ross: Then you are neither of your parents!
Nurse: The doctor will be here in a minute to do your sonogram.
Phoebe: Also uhm... I just want you to know what a wonderful man your son is.
Monica: So, you wore your nightie to dinner?
DOCTOR: No, it's just a good bone bruise. And, right here is the puncture wound from your ring.
Ross: It was 5:30 in the morning, and you had rambled on for 18 pages. Front and back!! (they go into the living room, trapping Monica, Chandler, and Joey in the kitchen) (to Rachel) Oh-oh-oh, and by the way, Y-O-U-apostrophe-R-E means you are, Y-O-U-R means your!
Chandler: Well, I umm, I mean this is just off the top of my head now, umm but I have this friend. This actor friend and he would kill me if he thought I was doing this umm, but umm would it be possible for him to get an audition for your movie say on Thursday?
CHANDLER: Your little men are gonna get scored on more times than your sister.
Rachel: What, because thats your answer to everything?
Joey: Chandler. Will you see if your mom can give my resume to Dennis Phillips? Cause if I can get in a Broadway show then I wouldve done it all, film, television, and theater. The only think left would be radio, and thats just for ugly people.
WOMAN: You know, I uh, I couldn't help but overhear what you just said, and I think it's time for you to forget about Rose, move on with your life...how 'bout we go get you a drink?
Chandler: Well maybe it was all of your questions.
Joey: All right, put your 20 bucks down. First one to find the tasty treat wins. Okay?
Tom: What? You... You... Oh! Can I ask you a personal question? Ho-how do you shave your beard so close?
Tim: I like your necklace.
Phoebe: Oh my God!!! Monica!! Hes the stripper from your bachelorette party!!
JOEY: What is with your nose?
PHOEBE: I, I don't wanna meet my father over the phone. What am I gonna say, like 'Hi, I'm Phoebe, the daughter you abandoned. Oh, by the way, I broke your dog.'
Mr. Geller: (filming this) Hey Chandler, you cant keep your hands off her for one second!
Rachel: Richard? I'm not gonna go see your ex-boyfriend!
Ross: 'Kay, wait a minute, are you sure she didn't say "When are you gonna grow up and realise I am your mom?"
Rachel: Oh, well thank you for taking your tongue out of my sisters mouth long enough to tell me that.
Monica: Come on! I really need your help!
PHOEBE: Hey is this true, that you write a lot of your own lines?
Chandler: (smiling) Hey, I hear what your saying, okay? And, thanks for the warning.
Rachel: I ah, will buy and wrap all of your Christmas gifts.
Rachel: Oh my God! Did you check your entire desk! Did you check all the drawers!
ROSS: Yeah, yeah I mean, you get your money and you learn a little something, what's wrong with that?
Phoebe: Yeah, you are. And I'm so glad that you fought your way back in, because I don't know what I would do without you.
Rachel: Oh, hi! I would check your hand but... I'm sure you don't want to get my chicken disease!
Phoebe: No, I know what a silent is I meant, whats going on with your hair?