Breaking Up Is Hard To Do 1

Will:Give your little nephew Willie from Philly a little huggy buggy.

Phil:Get off me.

Will:Sounds like somebody got a little booty duty, huh, Uncle Phil?

Will:Republicans for a Better Society? You gotta get me a T-shirt.

Phil · Will:Oh, politics. That's such a dirty corrupt business... filled with nothing but self-interest. - Yeah. Ooh. I've got goose bumps.

Will:The mark of a true politician. Tell them what they wanna hear.

Will:Ah. Suck it up, Mom. You're in politics now.

Ashley · Will:Oh, please. I hate my job. It's dirty. It's demeaning. I have to work for a bunch of ingrates. - You'll get used to it.

Jewel:Do I look like I drink out of the public water supply?

Jewel · Ashley:Young lady, you will never serve lunch in this town again. - Is that a promise?

Ashley:Just this old guy that comes in here with a Polaroid.

Hilary · Geoffrey:Geoffrey, what do you know about wine? - I know no one does it better than you, Miss Hilary.

Geoffrey:I know no one does it better than you, Miss Hilary.

Geoffrey · Hilary:Wear something low-cut. - Well, duh.

Will:It's not that old guy with the Polaroid, is it?

Vivian · Hilary:You realize that modeling is a field... in which they judge you solely on your looks? - God, you are so lucky. Ha-ha-ha!

Will · Will:I think they handle Naomi Campbell. - I'd love to handle Naomi Campbell.

Will:Sure, you'll travel the world, wear beautiful clothes and make millions of dollars... but that's it.

Will:Come on, Uncle Phil. This is Ashley's big chance for me to meet Naomi Campbell.

Will · Phil:After which all the models are gonna wanna come home with Ashley and have coffee. - Geoffrey, start making some damn coffee.

Will:Geoffrey, start making some damn coffee.

Will:Hey. Just invite them all over and we all just get butt-naked right here.

Vivian · Phil:But, Philip, you hate the ballet. - Worse than holding your purse, Vivian. That's how sorry I am.

Phil:That's how sorry I am.

Will · Carlton:Nope. I'll handle it, Tattoo. - Get out of here. What, what, what? - Give me. Up, Queenie. Up, Queenie. Boss, the plane. The plane.

Ashley:You know, he'll stop that once you get him fixed.

Carlton:We'll go take care of this first thing in the morning.

Will:I'll pay you $20 apiece for your phone numbers. - Thirty. And when I call, you don't even have to say anything. Huh? Huh? Fifty.

Jewel:I'm sorry, but going to the funeral is not gonna bring your mother back, is it? - Be there.

Jewel:Like you were West Philadelphia born and raised.

Jewel:Yes. Oh, and I love the ears. Don't change them.

Jewel · Will:Like you were West Philadelphia born and raised. - You're hired.

Jewel · Carlton:But you might be right for the husky pre-teen division. - Huh?

Will:Uh, Naomi wouldn't be around by any chance, would she?

Will:Boom-bi-ya. Sound like we all on the same page here.

Will · Carlton:You know what, now that I think about it, why should we get anything at all? - Boom-bi-ya.

Will:We could live with 10.

Will · Carlton:Will and Carlton are sorry

Ashley:No, thanks to you, I'll be working at Dippity Do Dog until I'm dippity dead.

Ashley:I'll be working at Dippity Do Dog until I'm dippity dead.

Ashley:I think you've been smoking a little bit too much of that cat nip.

Vivian · Geoffrey:That man is on thin ice. - I'll alert the fish.

Jewel:It's Management 'R' Us. Whose career are you ruining today?

Will · Jewel:We were hoping you would consider re-signing her. - And why would I do that? - I'm telling you, Ashley is on her way to the top. I mean, she could be the next Naomi Campbell. - Uh, speaking of which, Naomi wouldn't be around, would she?

Will:Uh, speaking of which, Naomi wouldn't be around, would she?

Jewel · Will:Just walk around? Did Voltaire just write? Did Klimt just paint? Did Heidegger just think? - I guess we just go out there and walk around.

Vivian:You would know. You've probably spent a lot more time with him than I have lately.

Will:Oh, don't worry, Carlton. We're all uncomfortable with your nudity.

Will:Oh, don't worry, Carlton. We're all uncomfortable with your nudity.

Vivian:Oh, I don't have to think. Philip has decided to do all of the thinking for both of us.

Will:No, no, no. It's flip, rotate, turn, walk.

Joe · Phil:You know, everything that you've been saying... resonates with the people in our community. That's why we're so thrilled that you've decided to run. - What?

Joe · Phil:Now there's some kids with no family values, huh, Phil? - I couldn't agree with you more.

Geoffrey · Phil · Vivian:Coming, Geoffrey. - Stay where you are. - Leave. - I said, stay. - Leave us alone. - Go, go, go. - Bye-bye, bye-bye, bye-bye.

Vivian:The only thing I see is that somewhere along the way, us became you.