Will: So, I gave my number to that guy at Border's bookstore today...
Grace: Phone number or business card?
Will: Business card...
Grace: Not hot.
Will: What, what do you mean?
Grace: "Hi, I'm intimidated by the possibility of rejection...but my secretary isn't...CALL HER!"
Will: I am not intimidated.
Grace: Then call him.
Will: I know, but I could open my mouth, and...where does that leave me?
Grace: You're a disgrace to your people.
Rosario: I'm sorry lady, I sent them invitations by mistake.
Karen: [sighs.] Oh yeah? I think the real mistake was when your father spotted your mother across a crowded swamp, dragged her back to his hut and made you.
Rosario: I never should have shown you our home movies.
[Grace tries to start the car, but it just clicks.]
Grace: That's weird. Will, what do you think is wrong?
Karen: Oh my God. She just asked a fairy an engine question. We're all gonna die in this car!
Will: Karen, you're not going to die. It would take a silver bullet and a wooden stake to do that.
Grace: Do you think people can tell I'm Maria even though I don't have my Captain Von Trapp?
Karen: Of course, honey. You make a perfect Maria...you're sweet and perky and you're obviously not cut out to be a nun. 'Cause you're a whore.
Grace: Thanks, Karen!
Karen: And a Jew...
Grace: Yeah, I got it!
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