- Grace Adler: Look, I'm sorry, I'm not like all of you. Will, Micheal left you for another guy. He was the love of your life and you have to live every day knowing he's loving someone else. I couldn't do that, I'd die. Karen, your husband is in jail. The rock of your life and you don't know when he's coming back. If I were you, I'd be a wreck. And Jack. You're so resilient. You're an actor-singer that gets involved in a dozen different relationships and doesn't get emotionally invested in any of them. I wish I could do that but I can't. So please, just let me go back to bed and let me deal with this the only way I know how!
- Will Truman: [Jack and Karen are dancing and invite Will to join them] No, I'm can't. I'm too worried about Grace. Who am I kidding? I'm gay, I can dance AND worry.
- Karen: Finally, you're here!
- Rosario: You know, if you're gonna leave me in the limo for five hours, the least you could do is crack a window.
- Karen: What, and let you start yapping out at all the other maids so that they can come over and jump on the car? I don't think so.
- Rosario: You better watch it, lady, because the next time you take a bath it'll be rub-a-dub-dub, I drop the blender in the tub.
- Grace Adler: [Will interrupts as Jack is singing to a severely depressed Grace] Will, please make it stop, shake a jar of pennies at it!
- Karen: [Grace has left the bed] Grace, I like your hair. What do you call that style?
- Grace Adler: Psycho chic. It was the style Anne Heche was sporting when they picked her up in L.A. last year.