Happy Birthday, Ian! Thank you for all that you do. You are such a gift to all of us. Hope you have a wonderful day!
Serena: I didn't drink your Martini, Diana. Diana: You really should finish the olive before you speak, Serena.
Stefan: How's Elena doing?Damon: You know Elena. Going to school, writing in her diary, looking after Jeremy, sharing her bed with me. Stefan: Yeah, that sounds like Ele . . . wait, what?
Stefan: You can't keep me locked up in here,Damon.Damon: Why not?Stefan: Because Elena is in danger. She's the doppelganger, Damon. She needs to be protected. Damon: Then, I'll protect her.
Stefan: Hey, Damon! Did you know that there are exactly 37,152 bricks that make up this building?Damon: You sure you're okay, Stef? Stefan: I'm fine. Well, except that brick *nods toward a brick* right there, that one keeps mocking me. Damon: Lexi! You'd better get your ghostly self back here and fix him, cause I didn't sign up for talking rocks.
Blair: Be honest, Chuck. Does this dress make me look fat? Chuck: No, Blair, the dress doesn't make you look fat. It makes you look ridiculous.
Blair: I left Louis. I couldn't stay with him a moment longer after what he's done. Chuck: You mean paying my therapist to get me to snap?Blair: No. He made me wear this hideous dress, just so he wouldn't have to admit to anyone that I'm pregnant.
Chuck: I know, Blair.Blair: Know what, Chuck?Chuck: The baby your carrying? It's mine, isn't it?Blair: How did you find out? Who told you? Were you snooping through my drawers?Chuck: It was a simple deduction, Blair. Only my child could be giving you this much heartburn, before he or she is even born.
Klaus: What did I say about keeping a low profile?! Something is coming... something bigger than any of us alone. And, if you can't control yourselves, we're all going to die. What's done is done. Just clean up after yourselves.
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