The Best Vanessa Foster Quotes

[Sam and Vanessa are fighting over the wedding veil]
Dr. Sam Beckett: We need a veil to catch the fish in!
Vanessa: Look- lookit! I'm telling you. You threw away my favorite shoes, you used my wedding dress as a sail. You are NOT going fishing with my grandmama's veil!
Dr. Sam Beckett: I won't tell her if you don't.

[Vanessa has asked Sam about one very bright star]
Dr. Sam Beckett: That's not a star, that's a planet. That's Venus. Named for the goddess of love, born from the sea. A reminder to all men's souls that... true love is the only love worth having.
Vanessa: That's really beautiful.
Dr. Sam Beckett: Yeah, it is.

Vanessa: When we get back, I'm reporting you to Daddy.
Dr. Sam Beckett: Is that a threat?
Vanessa: My father owns the largest shipping company in the United States. He's been on the cover of Look magazine. He's frequently quoted in the Journal.
Dr. Sam Beckett: You sound like his press agent, not his daughter.

[in order to make their raft lighter, Sam is throwing out stuff from Vanessa's chest]
Dr. Sam Beckett: [hauling out a heavy box under Vanessa's protests] Oh, my God, what the heck is this? What is this?
Vanessa: Grandmama's sterling silver!
Dr. Sam Beckett: Sunken treasure!
[he drops the box in the ocean, then picks up a golden urn]
Vanessa: NO! NO!
Dr. Sam Beckett: What, it's Grandmama's favorite vase?
Vanessa: No. Grandmama.

Vanessa: This is so unfair!
Dr. Sam Beckett: [as Nikos] Trust me. You could not handle fair.
Vanessa: Yeah? Just try me.
Dr. Sam Beckett: You eat what you find. I'll eat what I find. How's that for fair?

Vanessa: Now what're you looking for?
Dr. Sam Beckett: Just... praying that you've got some food and water in here.
Vanessa: It's a hope chest, not a picnic basket.
Admiral: That sounds more like a no-hope chest.

[Sam has made a tent out of paddles, sticks and wedding dress]
Vanessa: 10,000 silkworms gave up their lives to make the silk for my dress. It took 200 oysters to find 32 matching buttons. Nine French seamstresses went blind sewing it together. And now, instead of a wedding gown, what is it? Camping gear by Chanel.

[when rummaging through Vanessa's chest, Sam picks up a contemporary bra]
Vanessa: What're you doing? Get your grubby paws out of my... Give- Give me that!
Dr. Sam Beckett: Trust me, I have no interest in your underwear.
Admiral: I knew it. The sun is getting to his mind.