Will & Grace Season 8 Episode 23

Grace: (to her pregnant belly) Would you like to hear a song?
Will: Yeah, Grace--could you do me a favor? Could you not sing to the baby anymore?
Grace: Why not? Music makes them smarter.
Will: Okay, well if you're gonna sing, have a glass of wine 'cause he--he's gonna want to be drunk for this.

Karen: Jack?
Jack: Yahh..?
Karen: I think I feel a song coming on.
Jack: Then a song, we shall have.
(They walk to the piano)
Jack: And might I say, your knockers are looking particularly full tonight.
Karen: And might I say, you have the balls of a thirty-year-old.

Karen: Why don't you go pick out a book. Maybe I can teach ya a few words of English tonight, huh? Rosario: Suck it, b*tch.

Karen: Would you look at us? Will's mean, Grace is flat-chested... Jackie's pretending like he's following this... And I'm high from something I found under the sink in your bathroom. Ah... The gang is back.

Grace: Lila was so skinny her whole first year.
Will: What'd you feed her?
Grace: The boob.
Will: Portion control. Good idea!

Beverley: You may or may not know this, but my business associate Benji and I have come to a parting of the ways.
Jack: And I thought you two would last for ever. You were definitely the most stable-in the closet-short-tall-black-white-young-old-disgusting-hot-couple I know.

Karen: Why Beverley Leslie, what are you doing later tonight honey? I'm having a few friends over for a game of Monopoly, and I'm missing one of the pieces.

Karen (in a baby voice): Oh, are we hungry? Does somebody need something to eat?
Rosario: I just broke my ankle, you douche bag. I'm not an infant.

Karen: Hey honey, what's up?
Jack: Oh, nothing. I'm not desperately trying to get hobbit germs off my kissing hand, if that's what you're thinking.

Jack: Karen, you accidentally hit the stop button with your shoe.

Karen: Jack has told his hilarious story and you're out of vodka.
Will: There's a bottle right there.
Karen:(Drinks the bottle of vodka) Nope, empty.

Jack: He's clearly Will's child. Fat, bald, and clinging to Vince like it's the only man who'll ever love him.

Beverly: Karen Walker, in the flesh. Whose flesh is unclear.

Will: Wow. We just fell for the dumbest version of Parent Trap ever.

Jack: (to Karen) What's the story, drunken whorey?

Vince: He's looking more like you everyday.
Will: Really? I don't know. Sometimes I see me, and sometimes I just see the sad girl who sold her eggs for rent money.

Will: The relationship you have with the chicken is truly remarkable. I can't wait for the day when someone inhales my leg and thigh like that.
Grace: I don't know what to tell you, man. Jews and chicken... it's real and it's deep.

Will: You married Kevin Bacon?
Jack: Stalked him all the way to the altar.

Jack: (humming the Wedding March) Step together step. Kick ball change. Pas de bourrée and I'm married.
Will: Where did you get married, on the sun?
Jack: That's funny, do you hear screaming? Oh, no, that's just the buttons on your shirt.

Grace: Have another drink.
Will: Have another doughnut.
Grace: Fag.
Will: Hag.

Will: You're not going to wear that, are you?
Grace: Why, what's the problem with it? All the kids are wearing it.
Will: Yeah, and from what I can see, a bunch of them are in there with you.

Karen: Honey, ya know what I love about our plan to pay off a nurse to direct Will and Grace to the hospital room of a total stranger in a full body cast whose face is covered in bandages, each one of them thinking it's one of us in that bed with our bones broken?
Jack: What?
Karen: The simplicity.

Grace: Alright, let's play the game with Vampira and the Bride of Franken-Dyke.

Grace: You look good.
Will: Thank you. You don't look anything like your mother.
Grace: Oh thank you!

Karen: Do you find them exhausting?
Jack: I always have.
Later....
Grace: Do you find them exhausting?
Will: Always have.

Jack: Well, not everything's the same. Karen here has lost her...
Karen: (cuts Jack off) Virginity!

Grace: Screw you!
Will: You wish.
Grace: You couldn't
Will: Yeah, not because I'm gay, just because you're hideous.

Will: (Grace stares at the apartment) You don't like the changes we made?
Grace: No it's just... I don't live here anymore.