The Devil Wears Prada Quotes by the-polyvore-tips featuring prada
Hey Guys. The Devil Wears Prada is one of my favourite films. Here are some quotes.
Miranda Priestly: I don't understand why it's so difficult to confirm an appointment.
Emily: I know. I'm so sorry, Miranda. I actually did confirm last night.
Miranda Priestly: Details of your incompetence do not interest me. Tell Simone I'm not going to approve that girl that she sent me for the Brazilian layout. I asked for clean, athletic, smiling. She sent me dirty, tired and paunchy. And R.S.V.P. Yes to Michael Kors' party, I want the driver to drop me off at 9:30 and pick me up at 9:45 sharp. Call Natalie at Glorious Foods and tell her no for the 40th time. No! I don't want dacquoise. I want tortes filled with warm rhubarb compote. Then call my ex-husband and remind him that the parent-teacher conference is at Dalton tonight. Then call my husband, ask him to meet me for dinner at that place I went to with Massimo. Tell Richard I saw the pictures that he sent for that feature on the female paratroopers and they're all so deeply unattractive. Is it impossible to find a lovely, slender, female paratrooper? Am I reaching for the stars here? Not really. Also, I need to see all the things that Nigel has pulled for Gwyneth's second cover try. I wonder if she's lost any of that weight yet.
[seeing Andy]
Miranda Priestly: Who is that?
Emily: You went upstairs? Why didn't you just crawl into bed with her ask a bedtime story?
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.
Emily: You don't deserve them, I mean you eat carbs, for Chrissake!
Emily: Andrea, Runway is a fashion magazine, so an interest in fashion is crucial.
Andy Sachs: What makes you think I'm not interested in fashion?
Miranda Priestly: [Miranda and some assistants are deciding between two similar belts for an outfit. Andy sniggers because she thinks they look exactly the same] Something funny?
Andy Sachs: No. No, no. Nothing's... You know, it's just that both those belts look exactly the same to me. You know, I'm still learning about all this stuff and, uh...
Miranda Priestly: 'This... stuff'? Oh. Okay. I see. You think this has nothing to do with you. You go to your closet and you select... I don't know... that lumpy blue sweater, for instance because you're trying to tell the world that you take yourself too seriously to care about what you put on your back. But what you don't know is that that sweater is not just blue, it's not turquoise. It's not lapis. It's actually cerulean. And you're also blithely unaware of the fact that in 2002, Oscar de la Renta did a collection of cerulean gowns. And then I think it was Yves Saint Laurent... wasn't it who showed cerulean military jackets? I think we need a jacket here. And then cerulean quickly showed up in the collections of eight different designers. And then it, uh, filtered down through the department stores and then trickled on down into some tragic Casual Corner where you, no doubt, fished it out of some clearance bin. However, that blue represents millions of dollars and countless jobs and it's sort of comical how you think that you've made a choice that exempts you from the fashion industry when, in fact, you're wearing the sweater that was selected for you by the people in this room from a pile of stuff.
Andy Sachs: [thinking she is about to be fired] Miranda, about last night. I'm...
Miranda Priestly: I need the new Harry Potter book for the twins.
Andy Sachs: [relieved] Okay. Okay. I'll go down to Barnes and Noble right now.
Miranda Priestly: [rolling her eyes] Did you fall down and smack your little head on the pavement?
Andy Sachs: Not that I can recall.
Miranda Priestly: We have all the published Harry Potter books. The twins want to know what happens next.
Andy Sachs: [realizing with dread] You want the unpublished manuscript.
Miranda Priestly: [baiting] Well, we know everyone in publishing, so it shouldn't be a problem should it? And you can do anything. Right?
Emily: Andrea, my God! You look so chic.
Andy Sachs: Oh, thanks. You look so thin.
Emily: Really? It's for Paris, I'm on this new diet. Well, I don't eat anything and when I feel like I'm about to faint I eat a cube of cheese. I'm just one stomach flu away from my goal weight.
Miranda Priestly: Do you know why I hired you? I always hire the same girl- stylish, slender, of course... worships the magazine. But so often, they turn out to be- I don't know- disappointing and, um... stupid. So you, with that impressive résumé and the big speech about your so-called work ethic- I, um- I thought you would be different. I said to myself, go ahead. Take a chance. Hire the smart, fat girl. I had hope. My God. I live on it. Anyway, you ended up disappointing me more than, um- more than any of the other silly girls.
Richard Sachs: What does she want you to do, call the National Guard and have her airlifted out of there?
Andy Sachs: Of course not. Could I do that?
Andy Sachs: [talking about Miranda's husband] Oh. So I don't need to fetch Stephen from the airport tomorrow?
Miranda Priestly: Well, if you speak to him and he decides to rethink the divorce, then yes, fetch away. You are very fetching. So, go fetch.
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.
Miranda Priestly: Is there some reason that my coffee isn't here? Has she died or something?
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.
Emily: I'm sorry, do you have some prior commitment? Some hideous skirt convention you have to go to?
Nigel: Oh, never mind. I'm sure you have plenty more poly-blend where that came from.
Andy Sachs: My father is coming from Ohio this weekend!
Emily: [doesn't say anything and imitates Andy making a stupid face]
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: You are in desperate need of Chanel.
Miranda Priestly: You thought I didn't know. I've known what was happening for quite some time. It just took me a little while to find a suitable alternative for Jacqueline. And that James Holt job was just so absurdly overpaid that of course she jumped at it. So I just had to tell Irv that Jacqueline was unavailable. Truth is, there's no one that can do what I do. Including her. Any of the other choices would have found that job impossible and the magazine would have suffered. Especially because of the list. The list of designers, photographers, editors, writers, models, all of whom were found by me, nurtured by me and have promised me they will follow me whenever and if ever I choose to leave Runway. So he reconsidered. But I was very very impressed by how intently you tried to warn me. I never thought I would say this, Andrea, but I really, I see a great deal of myself in you. You can see beyond what people want, and what they need and you can choose for yourself.
Andy Sachs: I don't think I'm like that. I couldn't do what you did to Nigel, Miranda. I couldn't do something like that.
Miranda Priestly: You already did. To Emily.
Andy Sachs: That's not what I... no, that was different. I didn't have a choice.
Miranda Priestly: No, no, you chose. You chose to get ahead. You want this life. Those choices are necessary.
Andy Sachs: But what if this isn't what I want? I mean what if I don't wanna live the way you live?
Miranda Priestly: Oh, don't be ridiculous. Andrea. Everybody wants this. Everybody wants to be us.
Emily: I don't care if she was going to fire you or beat you with a red hot poker, you should've said no.
Emily: [to Andy] You sold your soul to the devil when you put on your first pair of Jimmy Choo's, I saw it.
[rushing out the door to accomplish an impossible task for Miranda]
Andy Sachs: Wish me luck!
Emily: No. Shan't.
Emily: One time an assistant left the desk, because she, I don't know, sliced her hand open with a letter opener. Miranda missed Lagerfeld just before he boarded a seventeen hour flight to Australia. She now works at TV Guide.
Andy Sachs: Man the desk at all times. Got it.
Miranda Priestly: I need 10 or 15 skirts from Calvin Klein...
Andy Sachs: What kind of skirts?
Miranda Priestly: ...please bore someone else with your... questions.
Emily: A million girls would kill for this job.
Miranda Priestly: ...You have no sense of fashion...
Andy Sachs: I think that depends on...
Miranda Priestly: No, no, that wasn't a question.
Nate: [to Andy] You used to make fun of the Runway girls, now you're one of them!
Miranda Priestly: [to Andy] Emily? Emily!
Nigel: [to Andy] She means you.
[Andy is on the phone taking a message]
Andy Sachs: Can you please spell 'Gabbana'?
[person on the other line hangs up]
Andy Sachs: Guess not...
Andy Sachs: She hates me, Nigel.
Nigel: And that's my problem because... Oh, wait. No, it's not my problem.
Andy Sachs: I don't know what else I can do because if I do something right, it's unacknowledged. She doesn't even say thank you. But if I do something wrong, she is vicious.
Nigel: So quit.
Andy Sachs: What?
Nigel: Quit.
Andy Sachs: Quit?
Nigel: I can get another girl to take your job in five minutes... one who really wants it.
Andy Sachs: No, I don't want to quit. That's not fair. But, I, you know, I'm just saying that I would just like a little credit... for the fact that I'm killing myself trying.
Nigel: Andy, be serious. You are not trying. You are whining. What is it that you want me to say to you, huh? Do you want me to say, "Poor you. Miranda's picking on you. Poor you. Poor Andy"? Hmm? Wake up, six. She's just doing her job. Don't you know that you are working at the place that published some of the greatest artists of the century? Halston, Lagerfeld, de la Renta. And what they did, what they created was greater than art because you live your life in it. Well, not you, obviously, but some people. You think this is just a magazine, hmm? This is not just a magazine. This is a shining beacon of hope for... oh, I don't know... let's say a young boy growing up in Rhode Island with six brothers pretending to go to soccer practice when he was really going to sewing class and reading Runway under the covers at night with a flashlight. You have no idea how many legends have walked these halls. And what's worse, you don't care. Because this place, where so many people would die to work you only deign to work. And you want to know why she doesn't kiss you on the forehead and give you a gold star on your homework at the end of the day. Wake up, sweetheart.
Miranda Priestly: Find me that piece of paper I had in my hand yesterday morning.
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]
Emily: [talking about Andrea] I absolutely have no idea why Miranda hired her.
Serena: Tell me about it. We were in the Beauty Department and she held up this Shu Uemura eyelash curler and said "What is this?"
Emily: [laughing] I just knew that when the first moment I saw her, she was going to be a complete and utter disas...
[Andrea walks in with a new outfit]
Andy Sachs: [answering the phone] Miranda Priestly's office... No, she's not in right now but I'll leave word... OK, thanks. Bye.
Emily: [shocked by Andrea's new look] How... Are you wearing the Ch...
Andy Sachs: Chanel Boots? Yeah, I am.
Serena: You look good.
[Emily's mad about what Serena said]
Serena: What? She does...
Emily: Oh, shut up, Serena.
Emily: This is her, the new me.
Serena: I thought you were kidding.
Miranda Priestly: [to Andy] There you are, Emily. How many times do I have to scream your name?
Nigel: [opening Emily's office door and shouting to everyone] All right, everyone! Gird your loins!
Nigel: [smelling the air around him] Did somebody eat an onion bagel?
Andy Sachs: [checks her breath]
Christian Thompson: Andy, baby, it's over, it's done.
Andy Sachs: I'm not your baby.
Andy Sachs: Same Andy, better clothes.
Nate: I like the old clothes.
Nigel: Let me know when your whole life goes up in smoke. Means it's time for a promotion
Andy Sachs: [on phone] Hello Miranda?
Miranda Priestly: [on tje phone from Miami] My flight has been cancelled. It's some absurd weather problem
[a huricane]
Miranda Priestly: . I need to get home tonight
[New York]
Miranda Priestly: . The twins have a recital tomorrow morning at school.
Andy Sachs: What?
Miranda Priestly: AT SCHOOL!
Andy Sachs: Absolutely. Let me see what I can do.
Miranda Priestly: Good.
[hangs up on her]
Andy Sachs: [answering the phone few minutes later] Miranda, hi, I'm trying to get you a flyght but no one is flying out because of the weather.
Miranda Priestly: Oh, please... it's just- I don't know- drizzling
[thunderclap]
Miranda Priestly: . Some one must be getting out. Call Donatella. Get her jet. Call everybody else that we know that has a jet- Irv?- Call every- This is your responsibi- THIS IS YOUR JOB!- Get-me-HOME!
[hangs up on her]
Andy Sachs: Oh, my god! She's going to murder my.
Richard Sachs: What does she want you to do, call the National Guard and have her airlifted out of there?
Andy Sachs: Of course not! Could I do that?
Andy Sachs: Oh, one more little thing.
Lilly: [gasps] Gimme!
Andy Sachs: You want it?
Lilly: Gimme, gimme, gimme!
Andy Sachs: I think she likes it.
Lilly: Oh my god! This is the new Marc Jacobs. This is, like, sold out everywhere. Where did you get this?
Andy Sachs: Miranda didn't want it so...
Lilly: Oh no. This bag is, like, nineteen hundred dollars. I cannot take this from her
[nevertheless filling the new bag with her stuff]
Andy Sachs: Sure you can.
Nigel: Come on. Miranda's pushed the run through up a half hour. And she's always 15 minutes early.
Andy Sachs: Which means?
Nigel: You're already late.
Nigel: [Nigel holds up a pair of fashionable high heels] I guessed an 8 and a half.
Andy Sachs: I don't need those. Miranda hired me. She knows what I look like.
Nigel: Do you?
Hope you enjoy!
Hey Guys. The Devil Wears Prada is one of my favourite films. Here are some quotes.
Miranda Priestly: I don't understand why it's so difficult to confirm an appointment.
Emily: I know. I'm so sorry, Miranda. I actually did confirm last night.
Miranda Priestly: Details of your incompetence do not interest me. Tell Simone I'm not going to approve that girl that she sent me for the Brazilian layout. I asked for clean, athletic, smiling. She sent me dirty, tired and paunchy. And R.S.V.P. Yes to Michael Kors' party, I want the driver to drop me off at 9:30 and pick me up at 9:45 sharp. Call Natalie at Glorious Foods and tell her no for the 40th time. No! I don't want dacquoise. I want tortes filled with warm rhubarb compote. Then call my ex-husband and remind him that the parent-teacher conference is at Dalton tonight. Then call my husband, ask him to meet me for dinner at that place I went to with Massimo. Tell Richard I saw the pictures that he sent for that feature on the female paratroopers and they're all so deeply unattractive. Is it impossible to find a lovely, slender, female paratrooper? Am I reaching for the stars here? Not really. Also, I need to see all the things that Nigel has pulled for Gwyneth's second cover try. I wonder if she's lost any of that weight yet.
[seeing Andy]
Miranda Priestly: Who is that?
Emily: You went upstairs? Why didn't you just crawl into bed with her ask a bedtime story?
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.
Emily: You don't deserve them, I mean you eat carbs, for Chrissake!
Emily: Andrea, Runway is a fashion magazine, so an interest in fashion is crucial.
Andy Sachs: What makes you think I'm not interested in fashion?
Miranda Priestly: [Miranda and some assistants are deciding between two similar belts for an outfit. Andy sniggers because she thinks they look exactly the same] Something funny?
Andy Sachs: No. No, no. Nothing's... You know, it's just that both those belts look exactly the same to me. You know, I'm still learning about all this stuff and, uh...
Miranda Priestly: 'This... stuff'? Oh. Okay. I see. You think this has nothing to do with you. You go to your closet and you select... I don't know... that lumpy blue sweater, for instance because you're trying to tell the world that you take yourself too seriously to care about what you put on your back. But what you don't know is that that sweater is not just blue, it's not turquoise. It's not lapis. It's actually cerulean. And you're also blithely unaware of the fact that in 2002, Oscar de la Renta did a collection of cerulean gowns. And then I think it was Yves Saint Laurent... wasn't it who showed cerulean military jackets? I think we need a jacket here. And then cerulean quickly showed up in the collections of eight different designers. And then it, uh, filtered down through the department stores and then trickled on down into some tragic Casual Corner where you, no doubt, fished it out of some clearance bin. However, that blue represents millions of dollars and countless jobs and it's sort of comical how you think that you've made a choice that exempts you from the fashion industry when, in fact, you're wearing the sweater that was selected for you by the people in this room from a pile of stuff.
Andy Sachs: [thinking she is about to be fired] Miranda, about last night. I'm...
Miranda Priestly: I need the new Harry Potter book for the twins.
Andy Sachs: [relieved] Okay. Okay. I'll go down to Barnes and Noble right now.
Miranda Priestly: [rolling her eyes] Did you fall down and smack your little head on the pavement?
Andy Sachs: Not that I can recall.
Miranda Priestly: We have all the published Harry Potter books. The twins want to know what happens next.
Andy Sachs: [realizing with dread] You want the unpublished manuscript.
Miranda Priestly: [baiting] Well, we know everyone in publishing, so it shouldn't be a problem should it? And you can do anything. Right?
Emily: Andrea, my God! You look so chic.
Andy Sachs: Oh, thanks. You look so thin.
Emily: Really? It's for Paris, I'm on this new diet. Well, I don't eat anything and when I feel like I'm about to faint I eat a cube of cheese. I'm just one stomach flu away from my goal weight.
Miranda Priestly: Do you know why I hired you? I always hire the same girl- stylish, slender, of course... worships the magazine. But so often, they turn out to be- I don't know- disappointing and, um... stupid. So you, with that impressive résumé and the big speech about your so-called work ethic- I, um- I thought you would be different. I said to myself, go ahead. Take a chance. Hire the smart, fat girl. I had hope. My God. I live on it. Anyway, you ended up disappointing me more than, um- more than any of the other silly girls.
Richard Sachs: What does she want you to do, call the National Guard and have her airlifted out of there?
Andy Sachs: Of course not. Could I do that?
Andy Sachs: [talking about Miranda's husband] Oh. So I don't need to fetch Stephen from the airport tomorrow?
Miranda Priestly: Well, if you speak to him and he decides to rethink the divorce, then yes, fetch away. You are very fetching. So, go fetch.
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.
Miranda Priestly: Is there some reason that my coffee isn't here? Has she died or something?
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.
Emily: I'm sorry, do you have some prior commitment? Some hideous skirt convention you have to go to?
Nigel: Oh, never mind. I'm sure you have plenty more poly-blend where that came from.
Andy Sachs: My father is coming from Ohio this weekend!
Emily: [doesn't say anything and imitates Andy making a stupid face]
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: You are in desperate need of Chanel.
Miranda Priestly: You thought I didn't know. I've known what was happening for quite some time. It just took me a little while to find a suitable alternative for Jacqueline. And that James Holt job was just so absurdly overpaid that of course she jumped at it. So I just had to tell Irv that Jacqueline was unavailable. Truth is, there's no one that can do what I do. Including her. Any of the other choices would have found that job impossible and the magazine would have suffered. Especially because of the list. The list of designers, photographers, editors, writers, models, all of whom were found by me, nurtured by me and have promised me they will follow me whenever and if ever I choose to leave Runway. So he reconsidered. But I was very very impressed by how intently you tried to warn me. I never thought I would say this, Andrea, but I really, I see a great deal of myself in you. You can see beyond what people want, and what they need and you can choose for yourself.
Andy Sachs: I don't think I'm like that. I couldn't do what you did to Nigel, Miranda. I couldn't do something like that.
Miranda Priestly: You already did. To Emily.
Andy Sachs: That's not what I... no, that was different. I didn't have a choice.
Miranda Priestly: No, no, you chose. You chose to get ahead. You want this life. Those choices are necessary.
Andy Sachs: But what if this isn't what I want? I mean what if I don't wanna live the way you live?
Miranda Priestly: Oh, don't be ridiculous. Andrea. Everybody wants this. Everybody wants to be us.
Emily: I don't care if she was going to fire you or beat you with a red hot poker, you should've said no.
Emily: [to Andy] You sold your soul to the devil when you put on your first pair of Jimmy Choo's, I saw it.
[rushing out the door to accomplish an impossible task for Miranda]
Andy Sachs: Wish me luck!
Emily: No. Shan't.
Emily: One time an assistant left the desk, because she, I don't know, sliced her hand open with a letter opener. Miranda missed Lagerfeld just before he boarded a seventeen hour flight to Australia. She now works at TV Guide.
Andy Sachs: Man the desk at all times. Got it.
Miranda Priestly: I need 10 or 15 skirts from Calvin Klein...
Andy Sachs: What kind of skirts?
Miranda Priestly: ...please bore someone else with your... questions.
Emily: A million girls would kill for this job.
Miranda Priestly: ...You have no sense of fashion...
Andy Sachs: I think that depends on...
Miranda Priestly: No, no, that wasn't a question.
Nate: [to Andy] You used to make fun of the Runway girls, now you're one of them!
Miranda Priestly: [to Andy] Emily? Emily!
Nigel: [to Andy] She means you.
[Andy is on the phone taking a message]
Andy Sachs: Can you please spell 'Gabbana'?
[person on the other line hangs up]
Andy Sachs: Guess not...
Andy Sachs: She hates me, Nigel.
Nigel: And that's my problem because... Oh, wait. No, it's not my problem.
Andy Sachs: I don't know what else I can do because if I do something right, it's unacknowledged. She doesn't even say thank you. But if I do something wrong, she is vicious.
Nigel: So quit.
Andy Sachs: What?
Nigel: Quit.
Andy Sachs: Quit?
Nigel: I can get another girl to take your job in five minutes... one who really wants it.
Andy Sachs: No, I don't want to quit. That's not fair. But, I, you know, I'm just saying that I would just like a little credit... for the fact that I'm killing myself trying.
Nigel: Andy, be serious. You are not trying. You are whining. What is it that you want me to say to you, huh? Do you want me to say, "Poor you. Miranda's picking on you. Poor you. Poor Andy"? Hmm? Wake up, six. She's just doing her job. Don't you know that you are working at the place that published some of the greatest artists of the century? Halston, Lagerfeld, de la Renta. And what they did, what they created was greater than art because you live your life in it. Well, not you, obviously, but some people. You think this is just a magazine, hmm? This is not just a magazine. This is a shining beacon of hope for... oh, I don't know... let's say a young boy growing up in Rhode Island with six brothers pretending to go to soccer practice when he was really going to sewing class and reading Runway under the covers at night with a flashlight. You have no idea how many legends have walked these halls. And what's worse, you don't care. Because this place, where so many people would die to work you only deign to work. And you want to know why she doesn't kiss you on the forehead and give you a gold star on your homework at the end of the day. Wake up, sweetheart.
Miranda Priestly: Find me that piece of paper I had in my hand yesterday morning.
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]
Emily: [talking about Andrea] I absolutely have no idea why Miranda hired her.
Serena: Tell me about it. We were in the Beauty Department and she held up this Shu Uemura eyelash curler and said "What is this?"
Emily: [laughing] I just knew that when the first moment I saw her, she was going to be a complete and utter disas...
[Andrea walks in with a new outfit]
Andy Sachs: [answering the phone] Miranda Priestly's office... No, she's not in right now but I'll leave word... OK, thanks. Bye.
Emily: [shocked by Andrea's new look] How... Are you wearing the Ch...
Andy Sachs: Chanel Boots? Yeah, I am.
Serena: You look good.
[Emily's mad about what Serena said]
Serena: What? She does...
Emily: Oh, shut up, Serena.
Emily: This is her, the new me.
Serena: I thought you were kidding.
Miranda Priestly: [to Andy] There you are, Emily. How many times do I have to scream your name?
Nigel: [opening Emily's office door and shouting to everyone] All right, everyone! Gird your loins!
Nigel: [smelling the air around him] Did somebody eat an onion bagel?
Andy Sachs: [checks her breath]
Christian Thompson: Andy, baby, it's over, it's done.
Andy Sachs: I'm not your baby.
Andy Sachs: Same Andy, better clothes.
Nate: I like the old clothes.
Nigel: Let me know when your whole life goes up in smoke. Means it's time for a promotion
Andy Sachs: [on phone] Hello Miranda?
Miranda Priestly: [on tje phone from Miami] My flight has been cancelled. It's some absurd weather problem
[a huricane]
Miranda Priestly: . I need to get home tonight
[New York]
Miranda Priestly: . The twins have a recital tomorrow morning at school.
Andy Sachs: What?
Miranda Priestly: AT SCHOOL!
Andy Sachs: Absolutely. Let me see what I can do.
Miranda Priestly: Good.
[hangs up on her]
Andy Sachs: [answering the phone few minutes later] Miranda, hi, I'm trying to get you a flyght but no one is flying out because of the weather.
Miranda Priestly: Oh, please... it's just- I don't know- drizzling
[thunderclap]
Miranda Priestly: . Some one must be getting out. Call Donatella. Get her jet. Call everybody else that we know that has a jet- Irv?- Call every- This is your responsibi- THIS IS YOUR JOB!- Get-me-HOME!
[hangs up on her]
Andy Sachs: Oh, my god! She's going to murder my.
Richard Sachs: What does she want you to do, call the National Guard and have her airlifted out of there?
Andy Sachs: Of course not! Could I do that?
Andy Sachs: Oh, one more little thing.
Lilly: [gasps] Gimme!
Andy Sachs: You want it?
Lilly: Gimme, gimme, gimme!
Andy Sachs: I think she likes it.
Lilly: Oh my god! This is the new Marc Jacobs. This is, like, sold out everywhere. Where did you get this?
Andy Sachs: Miranda didn't want it so...
Lilly: Oh no. This bag is, like, nineteen hundred dollars. I cannot take this from her
[nevertheless filling the new bag with her stuff]
Andy Sachs: Sure you can.
Nigel: Come on. Miranda's pushed the run through up a half hour. And she's always 15 minutes early.
Andy Sachs: Which means?
Nigel: You're already late.
Nigel: [Nigel holds up a pair of fashionable high heels] I guessed an 8 and a half.
Andy Sachs: I don't need those. Miranda hired me. She knows what I look like.
Nigel: Do you?
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