Jazz Quote #167

Quote from Jazz in For Whom the Wedding Bells Toll

Will: Oh, man. You took your gold tooth out. What's the occasion?
Jazz: The wife and I are split up. Inconsolable differences.
Will: Oh, Jazz. I'm sorry, man. What happened?
Jazz: Marriage, my brother. I mean, the minute the ring went on, the mask came off. And so did the weave.
I realized I married a perfect stranger. And tomorrow it'll happen to you too.
Will: Oh, no, man, trust. I know the woman I'm about to marry.
Jazz: That's what I thought. Soon after, I realized I didn't know Hortense at all.
Will: Hortense? Jazz, I thought her name was Jewel.
Jazz: Just one of her many lies. Man, I found out she slept with every guy in my building.
Will: She had sex with all of them?
Jazz: She did? Man, it just gets worse and worse.

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 ‘For Whom the Wedding Bells Toll’ Quotes

Quote from Lisa

Lisa: What was that all about?
Will: Nothing. Jazz just messing with me. Talking about I don't know my baby. Like how much you love sweet potato pie.
Lisa: Baby, I hate sweet potato pie.
Will: You playing, right, girl? You so silly. No, next you gonna be telling me you ain't love Shaft in Africa.
Lisa: I don't.
Will: You sat through it like nine times.
Lisa: For you, baby. But personally, I think the guy's a lowlife slug whose whole sexual identity is an extension of his big, stupid gun.
Will: Anything else?
Lisa: I think he's gay.
Will: Ah! Ah!

Quote from Will

Will: Mamma, no!
Vy: Will.
Will: [screams]
Vy: Will.
Will: [sobbing] You, him, here. Oh, I need a moment. I'm an adult. I can handle this. I'm okay. Mamma, no!
Fred: Will, will you keep it down?
Will: I'm not ready to talk to you yet, young man.

Quote from Vy

Will: What are you doing here already?
Vivian: She wanted to come a day early to surprise you.
Vy: But my flight was a disaster. When I changed planes in Cleveland, they sat me next to this loudmouth chunky butt who fell asleep on my shoulder. Then when I tried to move him, he had the nerve to call me a battleaxe and say I stole his blanket.
Vy & Fred: [in unison] You!
Will: Hey, hey. Chunky butt, meet battleaxe. Battleaxe, chunky butt.