words in movies
Joey: (to Chandler) And I ah, borrowed some of your cologne. I hope she likes it.
Hold Voice: Please, stay on the line. Your call is important to us.
Hold Voice: Thank you for your patience, youre the next caller.
Tommy: Can-can we take a look at your ticket?
Lauren: Oh, yeah! I-I ran into you in the hallway in your building. It was right after I slept with Joey. He dumped me the next day.
The Director: Kate Millers awkward and mannered portrayal is laughable. (Kate walks away depressed.) Badda-badda-badda. Ah-ha! Here it is! The direction by Marshal Talmant is (stops, reads it again, and throws down the paper in disgust) Thank you, boys and girls, youve ruined my life. Please, stuff your talentless faces with my Mothers crab cakes! (starts to leave) Excuse me!!
Hold Voice: Thank you for your patience, youre the next caller.
Phoebe: Oh, okay, yeah. (to Monica) I put your stuff in her room, and her stuff in your room.
The Director: (entering, drunk) I am hurt! (to Joey and Kate) A plague on both your houses! (walks away)
Joey: (Checks to see if shes drooling on his shirt.) Okay. Okay, okay, hey. (Lays her down and covers her with a blanket.) There we go, lets get your feet up there. (Looks at her) Good night, Kate. Sweet dreams. (Picks up a garbage can) Im gonna put this can right here in case you have to hurl.
Phoebe: Im so, so, so sorry, Joey. I definitely am gonna see youre play. I swear youre play is very important to us, thank you for your patience. Youre play is the next play is the next play Im gonna see.
Rachel: (not seeing Ross) Whats your favourite thing about summertime?
Rachel: Tommyyyy! Say, whats your favourite thing about summer?
Joey: Yeah, I guess it is. (sees Kate is watching, he turns Lauren so that he can talk directly to Kate, but still look like he is talking to Lauren) Listen, I ah, I gotta say good bye, and-and I gotta say it quick cause this is killing me. One thing you gotta know, is that I will never forget you. But, youve got things you have to do now, and so do I. And so Im gonna get on this spaceship, (smoke starts pouring in from the ceiling, and a ladder comes down, with flashing, colored lights on the side of it) and Im gonna go to Blargon 7 in search of alternative fuels. But when I return, 200 years from now, youll be long gone. But I wont have aged at all. (gets on the ladder) So you tell your great-great-granddaughter to look me up, because Adrienne, baby, Im gonna want to meet her.
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.
Earl: (exhales) Look, um I really appreciate your coming down
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!
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.)
Chandler: (with phone to ear, obviously hearing no dial tone) Paid your phone bill?
Ross: Then you are neither of your parents!
Rachel: Oh really?! Then how come all your stuff is in this box?! (Monica starts chasing Rachel around the table.)
Nurse: The doctor will be here in a minute to do your sonogram.
DOCTOR: No, it's just a good bone bruise. And, right here is the puncture wound from your ring.
Phoebe: Also uhm... I just want you to know what a wonderful man your son is.
Monica: So, you wore your nightie to dinner?
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: Your little men are gonna get scored on more times than your sister.
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?
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?
Rachel: What, because thats your answer to everything?
Chandler: Well maybe it was all of your questions.
Phoebe: Oh my God!!! Monica!! Hes the stripper from your bachelorette party!!
Tom: What? You... You... Oh! Can I ask you a personal question? Ho-how do you shave your beard so close?
Joey: All right, put your 20 bucks down. First one to find the tasty treat wins. Okay?
JOEY: What is with your nose?
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: Richard? I'm not gonna go see your ex-boyfriend!
Tim: I like your necklace.
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.'
Chandler: (smiling) Hey, I hear what your saying, okay? And, thanks for the warning.
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!
Mr. Geller: (filming this) Hey Chandler, you cant keep your hands off her for one second!
PHOEBE: Hey is this true, that you write a lot of your own lines?
Ross: Well, because y'know there are certain rules about this kind of stuff. You don't uh, you don't fool around with your uh, friend's ex-girlfriends or possible girlfriends or girls they're related to.
Rachel: Oh my God! Did you check your entire desk! Did you check all the drawers!
Rachel: I ah, will buy and wrap all of your Christmas gifts.
ROSS: Yeah, yeah I mean, you get your money and you learn a little something, what's wrong with that?
Monica: What about your breath?! (Breathes on him.)