Quotes from New Will City
Grace: So how are the islands? Do you just run around naked all day in war paint chasing things with a pointy stick?
Will: It's the Virgin Islands, it's not Fire Island. But, yes.
Jack: I haven't seen you around the ol' spa lately.
Grace: Jack, just because you lie around there naked doesn't make it a spa. It's a laundry room.
Jack: Boy trouble? Now you're talking Jackinese. C'mon, we'll have a steak, you'll pour your heart out, and to top it all off, we'll rent a movie. You're into gay porn, right?
Grace: Who isn't?
Will: I'm sick of this island and I'm sick of having more sand in my ass than Libya.
Jack to Will: FYI, I missed you, don't make a big deal out of it, just be happy a celebrity is talking to you.
Jack: Kiss it. Kiss it. Spank it.
Will: The island, it was awful, and by awful I mean Karen.
Jack: Ooh, barracuda. What crawled up your coolats?
Will: Nothing crawled up my coolats. It's just you're two inches from my ear polluting my brain with your inane ramblings and buzzing through those chips like some queer gopher.
Karen: I know what guilt is. It's one of those touchy-feely words that people throw around that don't really mean anything. Y'know, like "maternal" or "addiction."
Grace to Will: My love for you is like this scar: ugly but permanent.
Jack: I screwed around with Josh.
Will: You should probably go with Ben.
Grace: What?
Jack: Remember how I said there was something about Josh I couldn't put my finger on? Well... I put my finger on it. Sorry.
Will: We had a saying on the island. Maka maka lana, lana maka lui.
Grace: What does that mean?
Will: I don't know, I just can't believe you ended up with another gay guy.
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