Vince is a friend of Joe and Larry. They have been trying to set up Will and Vince for years.
This is the first appearance of Bobby Canavale as "Vince."
At the end of the court session when Karen pulls the whoopee cushion gag, you see Will's chair right before he sits down and there's no whoopee cushion.
Vince: License and registration, please.
Karen: Certainly, officer. (Opens her jacket) Meet license and registration. (Jiggles one breast, then the other) We're very sorry, officer! Won't do it again!
Will: You should've seen her at customs when they asked for her passport.
Will: (about Karen) Listen, officer, I realize she was going a little over the speed limit..And that's a ticket you're writing.
Vince: Well, it isn't a poem about springtime in Cincinnati.
Will: Why Cincinnati?
Vince: First town I thought of. Actually, the second. But nobody would write a poem about Newark. Nothing rhymes with it.
Will: What rhymes with Cincinnati?
Vince: Just take the ticket.
Grace: When he was 17, he donated some sperm because he wanted to buy a leather coat. We used to call it his member-only jacket. But, you know, now that there's an actual life involved, we just call it a jacket.
Jack: (to Grace) Did you see that? That guy just whispered something to Stuart. I didn't trim hair out of that ear so some young hottie could whisper sweet nothings in it without getting hair in his mouth. I can't take it! I'm gonna go talk to him.
Grace: Wait. Before you do anything, count to ten.
Grace: 'Cause Will said you couldn't.
Will: Watch out for that nun.
Karen: (steering toward her) I'm on it!
Will: No, no no!
Karen: Oh my gosh. That is the single scariest thing that has ever happened to me and I've seen Rosario at the beach!
Vince: You know how fast you were going?
Karen: How could I, I was inside it?
Will: Oh, damn, it's a cop!
Karen: I'm on it!
Will: No no don't speed up!
Karen: Uh, honey, I don't know what century you're living in but women aren't allowed to drive.
Will: You don't know how to drive, do you?
Karen: Why would I? Besides, someone's got to be the designated drinker!
Karen: Oh, honey, I love driving. It's exhilarating. Let's take her up!
Will: Karen, this isn't a flying car.
Karen: It is when you've smoked as much as I have.
Jack: (to Stuart) I can't believe you have a son!
Grace: Jack, did you tell Stuart that you have a son?
Jack: No, but that's just because I forgot I had one.
Will: Well, NYPD boo-hoo.
This is a reference to the show NYPD Blue, which debuted in 1993.
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