Emily: Okay, I am hearing this...
[she moves her hand in a speech mimiking sign]
Emily: And I want to hear this.
[she closes her hand]
Andy Sachs: So none of the girls here eat anything?
Nigel: Not since two became new four and zero became the new two.
Andy Sachs: Well, I'm a six...
Nigel: Which is the new fourteen.
[to Andy's replacement]
Emily: You have some very large shoes to fill. I hope you know that.
Nigel: There's a scale. One nod is good, two nods is very good. There's only be one actual smile on record and that was Tom Ford in 2001. If she doesn't like it she shakes her head. Then of course there's the pursing of the lips.
Andy Sachs: Which means?
Nigel: Catastrophe.
Jocelyn: [at a board meeting over the April issue] Well... they're showing a lot of florals right now, so I was thinking...
Miranda Priestly: Florals? For spring? Ground breaking.
Andy Sachs: She's not happy unless everyone around her is panicked, nauseous or suicidal.
[last lines]
Miranda Priestly: [to driver] Go!
Christian Thompson: Andy, baby, it's over, it's done.
Andy Sachs: I'm not your baby.
Emily: You went upstairs? You went upstairs. Oh my God. Why didn't you just crawl into bed with her and ask for a bedtime story?
Nate: [as Andy takes a call from Miranda] You know, in case you were wondering - the person whose calls you always take? That's the relationship you're in. I hope you two are very happy together.
Andy Sachs: I thought only the first assistant went to the benefit.
Miranda Priestly: Only when the first assistant hasn't decided to become an incubus of viral plague.
Nigel: [to Andy, who is buying lunch] Corn chowder. That's an interesting choice. You do know that cellulite is one of the main ingredients in corn chowder.
Nigel: [talking about Andy] Who is that *sad* little person? Are we doing a before-and-after piece I don't know about?
Nigel: You bet your size 6 ass!
Andy Sachs: [whispers back gleefully] Size... 4.
[they high-five each other]
