Emily: You went upstairs? Why didn't you just crawl into bed with her ask a bedtime story? — The Devil Wears Prada Copy Share Image
Emily: You don't deserve them, I mean you eat carbs, for Chrissake! — The Devil Wears Prada Copy Share
Miranda Priestly: Find me that piece of paper I had in my hand yesterday morning. — The Devil Wears Prada Copy Share
Miranda Priestly: [to Andy] There you are Emily. How many times do I have to scream your name? — The Devil Wears Prada Copy Share
Nigel: Oh, never mind. I'm sure you have plenty more poly-blend where that came from. — The Devil Wears Prada Copy Share
Emily: You went upstairs? Why didn't you just crawl into bed with her ask a bedtime story? — The Devil Wears Prada Copy Share
Miranda Priestly: Details of your incompetence do not interest me. — The Devil Wears Prada Copy Share
Emily: I'm sorry, do you have some prior commitment? Some hideous skirt convention you have to go to? — The Devil Wears Prada Copy Share
