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: You sound like you're having fun already. Lisa
: Oh, we are. Donna
] I used to have fun. Ali
: Oh, we *know*!
[Donna looks puzzled
: Somebody up there has got it in for me. I bet it's my mother.
: Why are you here? What are you doing here? Bill
: I'm writing a travel piece. Harry Bright
: I'm, I'm here on a spontaneous holiday. Sam Carmichael
: Er, I just dropped in to say... hi.
: [to Donna, holding up Tanya's underwear
] Does she wear it or floss with it? Tanya
: Floss you! Donna
: Is it edible Tanya?
: Whatever happened to our Donna? Life and soul of the party! El Rock Chick Supremo! Donna
: I grew up. Tanya
: Well, then, grow back down again!
: I better be dreaming, you better not be here. Bill
: You want me to pinch you Donna?
: Do you think I'm letting you down? Donna
: Why would you even think that? Sophie
: Oh, because... of what you've done. I mean, the Dynamos, raising a kid... and running a business, all on your own. Donna
: Well, honey - I didn't have a choice. I couldn't go home. You know? When I got pregnant, my mother told me not to bother coming back. And I wouldn't have had it any other way. My God, look at what *we've* had.
: Okay, now, the thing about the toilet... If it doesn't flush right away, just go, and come back in a while, and it should... Nothing works around here, except for me.
: I'm gonna arrange for a boat to take you all back to the mainland. Bill
: I have a boat, Donna. Donna
: You have a boat? Good, get on it. And, er, anchors aweigh! Sam Carmichael
: Hey... Donna
: Away aweigh! Sam Carmichael
: Donna... Bill
, Sam Carmichael
, Harry Bright
] It's good to see you!
: [about the three "dads"
] They have no right to turn up like this. What have they ever done for their daughter? Huh? Rosie
: Donna, Donna, they didn't know she existed. Donna
: Well, they didn't need to know, did they? I've done a great job with Soph all by myself, and I won't be muscled out by an e... jaculation!
: [at the wedding ceremony
] And welcome to... to... Sophie's dad. I have to tell you, he is here. Sophie
: I know. I invited him. Donna
: You couldn't have. I don't know which one it is.
: I don't care if you slept with hundreds of men. You're my mom, and I love you so much. Donna
: [hugging her
] Oh, Soph! Donna
: [to the congregation
] And I haven't slept with *hundreds* of men.
: [about the possible dads
] I don't know where they are, I don't know why they're here, and I have brought this all on myself because I was a stupid, reckless little slut! Tanya
: Whoa-ho-ho-ho! Don't you sound like your mother!
: Am I getting this right? Sophie may be mine, but she may be Bill's or Harry's? Donna
: Yeah. Yes! That's right. And don't get all self-righteous with me, because you have no one but yourself to blame! Sophie
: Yeah, if you hadn't just dumped my mother and gone off and married somebody else... Sam Carmichael
: Hey, hey, wait a minute. I had to go home. I was engaged. But I told Lorraine I couldn't marry her and I came right back! Donna
: You... you... Why didn't you call me? Sam Carmichael
: Because I was crazy enough to think that you would be waiting for me. Only when I arrived, they told me you were off with some other guy. So... Lorraine called me an idiot and married me to prove it.
: [when a crack appears in the courtyard
] What's going on? Donna
] D'you feel it? The earth moved, darling. We're falling apart here.
[she snatches the bottle of champagne from Tanya's hands and walks off
: Don't think about it. Come on. Let's go have fun.
: [talking about Donna's money troubles and her life in general
] Yeah, but are you being taken care of? Donna
: What do you mean? Tanya
: Are you getting any? Donna
: Oh, you mean...
[turns on the drill, making loud noises
: [to the drill
] Down, boy. Down, boy! No, it takes too much energy. Rosie
: Yeah, just more plumbing to be maintained, isn't it?
: Ohh, look at my baby, her whole life ahead of her! Sophie
: Oh *please*, I'm getting married, I'm not joining a convent!
: [talking about Sophie
] She's a chip off the old block! Donna
: If she were more like *me*, she wouldn't be getting married at 20. Tanya
: Or married at all!
: Sky! Come meet my backup girls. Rosie
: Backup girls, my arse!
: You must be Tanya. I've heard so much about you. Tanya
: Oh. All bad, I hope. Sky
: Yes. Donna
: And all true!
: I see you kept my bagpipes. Donna
: They're supposed to ward off unwanted visitors. Sam Carmichael
: Oh, you don't need bagpipes to do that.