Will: You little minx.
Grace Adler: To my Will. You are my hero, and my soulmate, and I am a better woman for loving you.
Jack McFarland: Is the Beek off the Creek?
Will Truman: Is Jack on crack?
Jack: Did you see God? Is she mad at me?
Karen: Sit-to Down-o!
Rosario: You see how she talks to me?
Karen: Honey you just described a needle in a gay stack.
Grace: In a perfect world where my hair is straight and so are you.
Karen: Ew, honey, he’s your daddy!
Jack: Well, not yet.
Karen: I didn’t know fruit could travel.
Karen (to her glass): Why are you so good to me?
Jack: Oh, my Cher!
Jack: I would DIE!
Will: I haven’t seen a kiss that uncomfortable since Richard Gere and Jodie Foster in Sommersby!