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: 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.
] Miranda Priestly
: Who is that?
: You went upstairs? Why didn't you just crawl into bed with her ask a bedtime story?
: You don't deserve them, I mean you eat carbs, for Chrissake!
: 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?
: 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.
: Okay, so I was Miranda's second assistant. But her first assistant recently got promoted, and so now, I'm the first. Andy Sachs
: Oh, and you're replacing yourself.
: I'm sorry, do you have some prior commitment? Some hideous skirt convention you have to go to?
: My father is coming from Ohio this weekend! Emily
: [doesn't say anything and imitates Andy making a stupid face
: I don't care if she was going to fire you or beat you with a red hot poker, you should've said no.
: [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.
: When I am not here... Andrea, you are chained to that desk! Andy Sachs
: But what if I have to... Emily
: What? No! Nothing! One time an assistant left the desk. Oh, because she sliced her hand open with a letter opener, and Miranda missed Lagerfeld just before he was about to board a 17 hour flight to Austrailia. She now works at TV Guide.
: Do you have anything fun planned for this weekend? Emily
: A million girls would kill for this job.
[to Andy's replacement
: You have some very large shoes to fill. I hope you know that.
: Okay, I am hearing this...
[she moves her hand in a speech mimiking sign
: And I want to hear this.
[she closes her hand
: [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
] 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
: What? She does... Emily
: Oh, shut up, Serena.
: This is her, the new me. Serena
: I thought you were kidding.
: Oh my god. No, no, no! Andy Sachs
: What's wrong? Emily
: [on telephone
] She's on her way. Tell everyone. Nigel
: Tsk. She's not supposed to be here until nine. Emily
: Her driver just text messaged and her facialist ruptured a disc. God, these people. Nigel
: [points at Andy and mouths
] Who's that? Emily
: That, I can't even talk about. Nigel
: [opens the door
] Alright everyone, gird your loins!
[as he's leaving
: Did someone eat an onion bagel? Andy Sachs
: [looks slightly embarrased, starts smelling her breath
: [deleted scene - during the rush as Miranda arrives
] Oh god, you're still there. Um. Go. No. Stay. Stay. Sit there, sit there and I will pray she does not notice you are in the area
] Andy Sachs
: It's like self-esteem camp.
: [panicking over getting the Harry Potter manuscript
] Is she back? Am I fired? Emily
: You know, I rarely say this to people who... aren't me, but you have got to calm down! Bloody hell...
Miss Piggy's Receptionist
: She has an opening in early September. Walter
: Early September? But that's in six months! Fozzie Bear
: That's nothing. I once waited a whole year for September.
Miss Piggy's Receptionist
: Miss Piggy? Miss Piggy
: [as she's eating a doughnut
] What? Can't you see that I'm busy?