Goof: Ernesto refers to his pasta alla puttanesca as his "little whore", and says that that is what the name translates as. There is, however, no diminutive (indicator of smallness, such as the Italian suffixes -ino/-ina or -etto/-etta) in the name. It more literally translates as "pasta whore style", or loosely, "whore's pasta".
Amanda: (to guy who is hitting on her) That response did not satisfy me at all. That was a wretched answer. You have upset me further, wedding planner. I feel a deep woe now.
Jane: Sammy, you have 'sex hair.' Who was it?
Stella: We need to speak briefly about my sister.
Annie: What about her?
Stella: She won't hesitate to make it all about her, she tends to hyperventilate so she can pull out a paper bag and breath into it, and she cries just to get me.
Annie: Get you?
Stella: I have defective tear ducts, it's genetic. I can't cry. If she acts up we need to get her out!
Jane: (To guy who is hitting on her) You need to walk away now.
Guy: Ahhh come on.
Jane: If you don't I'll hit you.
Jane: Which would leave you two choices, you could part with a bloody lip or you could hit me back.
Jane: Which would you think would cast you in a better light?
Guy: You hit me, I'll hit him. (Nods toward Ralph)
Ralph: Great, I knew it.
Ernesto: (Just walking up) You hit him I hit you, and then you finish hitting.
Jane: First I was afraid, I was petrified. Kept thinking I could never live without him by my side. Then I spent so many night thinking how he did me wrong, and I grew strong.
Ralph: You think you're funny don't you?
Jane: I do, don't you?
Ralph: If I have to sing 'I Will Survive' one... (Jane interrupts)
Jane: If you want to survive, you will apologize. Tell her that she's... Tell her she's hot.
Ralph: Tell her what?!
David: (After seeing Russell walk in wearing short-shorts) I don't know quite what to say.
Russell: I have a squash match.
Russell: You play?
David: I don't actually, but I'm certainly tempted now.
Annie: What's our policy on brides bumping into each other, Debbie?
Debbie: It should never, ever happen, 'cause it's their special, special time, and each should feel like the only happy, happy bride on the planet, 'cause it's their special, special time.
Amanda: (After her dog bites at Annie) She doesn't like other people.
Nicole: It jiggles. My mother says if it won't be still she's making me wear sleeves.
Lainie: Look at it go.
Laurie: You could totally have that sucked out.
Lainie: Oh my god totally.
David: Greatest guy in the world. Rich, good in bed. Dede, what are you waiting for? (Nods head in direction of altar)
Dede: You're right, you're absolutely right. (Turns and runs out)
Annie: We got a runner!
David: Hey Dede, what's the problem?
Dede: Uh...one guy, for the rest of my life, every day, forever, the same guy, 'til death. Does that make any sense?
Annie: Let me tell you a little story.
Dede: Yea, Yea, Yea...screw the little stories.
Annie: Ok, Dede, I want you to listen to me. The body can confuse adrenaline for panic.
Dede: Ooo...ooh... shut up!
Annie: Sammy, how many times have you been in love, truly?
Canon in D major - Pachelbel
Love and Marriage - Frank Sinatra
Here comes the Bride - Richard Wagner
This was the pilot episode of the show.
This episode aired on Wednesday 3/7/07 at 9:00 PM. The show moved nights to Fridays at 9:00 PM after this.
Jane: (to Ralph) First I was afraid. I was petrified. Kept thinking I could never live without him by my side. Then I spent so many nights thinking how he did me wrong, and I grew strong.
This is part of the song "I Will Survive" sung by Gloria Gaynor in the late 1970's.
The episode title is a pun of the Ernest Hemingway novel, For Whom the Bell Tolls.