Will & Grace are best friends. Will is a gay lawyer and Grace is a straight interior designer. They both live in New York. Grace is engaged to a real jerk, but when that relationship falls apart, she moves in with Will. This is only supposed to be until Grace finds a place of her own, but she and Will end up with each other as permanent roommates.

They both love French films, poker night with the guys and the home version of "The $10,000 Pyramid."

Will and Grace have been friends for a long time, and though they're both looking for love, they long ago accepted the fact that there will be no romance between them because Will is gay.

As a result, they face life's ups-and-downs together, knowing they will always have each other to lean on.

Grace's work life is complicated by her unusual assistant, Karen Walker, a wealthy socialite who only bothers to show up at work because it keeps her "down to earth" -- and because she likes to tell Grace how to live her life.

Will has another good friend in the outrageous Jack McFarland, a well-meaning but self-involved young man who comes with a complete matching set of emotional baggage.

Will & Jack are gay men looking for love each in their own way.

In this series the gay lifestyle is considered normal and straights are weard.

A very good series with loads of one-liners.

Karen: I'm sorry, you must have taken me for somebody else. My name is Anastasia Beaverhousen.

Grace: You know what my Aunt Pescha would say if she were in this room right now?
Will: "Why the hell did my parents name me Pescha"?

Sam: The last time I saw you, you were THIS big... but you were on a hill and I was far away.

Grace: You need to find a better hobby than outing robots!

Will: C-3PO wasn't gay, he was British!

Jack: Women, can't live with them... end of sentence.

Grace: And I was at Bloomingdale's this morning waiting on line to buy wrinkle cream, and this Jennifer-Love-Michelle-Sarah-Felicity looking thing bumps into me and says, "Excuse me, ma'am."

Will: You are so Markie Post in every single Lifetime movie.

Grace: I want to marry..."the one."
Karen: And well you should, honey. How else are you going to get to "the two" and "the three"?

Karen: Gosh, I don't think that I've ever been stressed out. Why would I be? I've got practically no responsibilities, my job's a breeze and I've got a KILLER rack. Good morning!

Jack: Ladies and gentlemen, fresh from 45 minutes of butt-robics, I give you my ass.

Jack: Heard that! I am metaphorically curled up in the fetal position and you continue to kick me about the ear, nose, and throat!?

Karen: Oh Minnie Driver, who ever told you you could pull off a leather jumpsuit?

Grace: Will, my love for you is like this scar -- ugly but permanent.

Cheryl: Mrs. Walker? Cheryl Bricker-Fossberg, Taylor and Hayden's mom.
Karen: I have no idea what you just said.

Karen: Why you're as simple as that blouse you're wearing.

Jack: For your information, most people who meet me do not know that I am gay.
Will: Jack, blind and deaf people know you're gay. Dead people know you're gay.
Jack: Grace, when you first met me, did you know I was gay?
Grace: My dog knew.

Grace: Hmmm. Well, you've come on a good night. Jack's mother is going to be joining us, and she doesn't know Jack's gay.
Karen: How could she not know? What is she, headless?

Karen: I think you're missing the silver lining here. When you're old and in diapers, a gay son will know how to keep you away from chiffon and backlighting.

Will: Grace, go to bed. You obviously have had a very busy day of crazy.

Karen: Hey Poodle!
Jack: Who's your daddy?
Karen: You are.

Karen [looking into a mirror]: Hello Starshine!

Will: Ow!
Grace: What?
Will: Could we talk about your toenails?
Grace: I'm sorry. I'll cut them.
Will: Don't you need them for tree climbing and warding off predators?

Jack & Mipanko: Biggly, biggly, biggly, biggly, biggly, biggly, bog!
Mipanko: I win!
Jack: Damn! Every time!
Grace: What are you doing?
Jack: Playing Biggly Bog!
Grace: Biggly what?
Jack: Bog. It's like Taggly Dip, but with dice.

Grace: Ok, here's the Thanksgiving menu so far: apple pie, pumpkin pie, blueberry tart, and ice-cream roll. What am I missing? ...Cake! We need cake.
Will: Did you take a bong hit before you wrote that?

Karen: Good Lord. I can't believe I'm at a public pool. Why doesn't somebody just pee directly on me?

Jack: Let's touch stomachs.

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