Will & Grace · Season 8
Hey, what's in the bag, fag?
Oh. Muffins from James. Do you think it's weird that he got them by cutting in line and then lying about needing them for his dying mother?
No, not at all, honey. I mean, that's the same way we used to get bread and juice during the Great Depre...Eighties.
Man, that was a great nap. What did I miss?
Tuesday.
[of a man who rejected Jack] The only reason you're in different leagues is because he's a creep. You're way above him. You're in a league of your own.
I love that movie. It took place in such an innocent time...when Madonna was still relevant and Rosie was still funny.
Smoking in the office...how inappropriate! Hey, does anyone mind if I take my boob out for a second?
It's one thing at dinner, Karen, but work is where I draw the line.
Jack! You are making a huge mistake. If you want to get to the top, you gotta compromise, like me.
What are you compromising?
Okay. [looks around, and whispers to Jack] I'm-a let you in on a little secret. I'm not who you think I am. My real name is Peg, and I'm a hardcore lesbian. I'm into leather play, butch Black girls, skunkin', pulling the blinds, and poodle-ballin'. Whatever you got, I'll eat it, snort it, or ride it, baby! Look, go along with this and it'll work for you. Look at me. I clear $165 a week. I moved out of my storage unit. I'm on TV! I'm the freakin' dream!
I love Filipinos; they're Asian, but they're not cocky about it.
There's my son! [He and Will embrace] Look at you! Are there any clothes you can't wear?
Well...Mom's clothes. We talked about that when I was 10, remember?
Karen! You're bending my ethnic porn!
Hey, guys. We would have got here sooner, but my Aunt Joanne lost her keys. Turns out she dropped them into the casket. Why she chose to reorganize her purse up there is beyond me.
I mean, George didn't even like her. And now he has to spend the rest of eternity lying next to her Pathmark grocery card and rape whistle.
You're sweet to talk to me. When someone dies, no one ever asks how the mistress is doing.
Yeah, tell me about it. Not one person came up to me at Reagan's funeral!
Thanks for interrupting my sex dream just as Ang Lee and I were getting out of the pool.
A sex dream about Ang Lee? What was that like?
Slow-paced, but visually stunning.
Will, you're not the President. Get out of my uterus!
Wow, this baby name book is really great. Ooh, here's a pretty one: Clitorissa.
That's Clarissa!
Oh, well, that's just gross.
You were always popular and outgoing, and boys liked you more than they liked me.
Well, honey, if they did like me more than you, it was only because I was kind and I listened, and I let them bang me under the bleachers while their friends watched.
Have another drink.
Have another donut.
Fag!
Hag!
Screw you.
You wish.
You couldn't!
Not because I'm gay. Because you're hideous!
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