"Leave it to Blair Waldorf to know that bitches don't just happen, they are made..."
"She's best-friends with this girl, Blair, who is [...] one 95 pounds, doe-eyed, bon mots tossing, label-whoring package of girly evil. I wouldn't barely be exaggerating if I told you Medusa wants her whitering glare back." "
Blair:Haven't you heard? I'm the crazy bitch around here.
Chuck:You don't belong with Nate. Never have, never will...
Chuck: I don't have a romantic bone in my body. Least of all that one. But you do raise an interesting idea. Clearly there's some kind of ... blockage. [pauses] Perhaps ... Serena: No! Chuck: One more go-around, just to clear the pipes. Serena: You are not using Blair as sexual Drano!
Chuck: Please don't leave with him. Blair: Why? Give me a reason... and "I'm Chuck Bass" doesn't count.
Blair: Don't worry, I can be a bitch enough for both of us. Chuck: I still got the scars on my back to prove it.
Blair: Notice how my voice didn't go up at the end? Not a question.
Blair: I know you're here with Chuck, and I can only imagine what he said about me. Limo sex, social torture, freshmen, blackmail. But I assure you, there's an explanation for all of it.
Blair: I would be in my cabana at the hotel de Cat, and there he would be. Amid all the fireworks on Bastille Day, all I could see was that... Chuck Basstard!
Blair: Damn that mother Chucker! He's totally right! I don't even like James! Serena: Thank you. I was totally waiting for that.
Blair: You were on the floor! Chuck: I hurt my back. Blair: How? It's not like you every do anything athletic. Chuck: Well, that's not entirely true, now is it? Blair: Fine, nothing that involves removing your scarf. Chuck: That was one time, it was chilly.
Nate: She's right Serena, I mean none of us are saints. Blair: [points at Chuck] Yeah, I had sex with him in the back of a limo. Chuck: Several times. Nate: I had sex with you, at a wedding while I was her date. [looks at Chuck] Once. Blair: [looks at Chuck] Chuck: I'm Chuck Bass!
Chuck: You looked hot on Prince Theodore's arm, today. Blair: Is that what I am to you, just an accessory? Chuck: Next to him, yes. On me, you'd be so much more.
Blair: What took you so long? Chuck: If you thought that was long, you have no idea what you're in for.
Chuck: My my, that girl has gotten under your skin. Blair: The question is, Bass — will you?
Blair: From this moment forward, the events of last night will never be mentioned again, is that clear? Chuck: Not as clear as the memory of you purring in my ear, which I have been replaying over and over...
Blair: Thanks for the lift home Chuck: You were amazing up there (Blair looks at him for a moment, then leans in for a kiss. Their lips touch lightly, before Chuck pulls away) Chuck: You sure? (Blair pauses briefly, then kisses as screen fades to black)
Chuck: if I knew his name, I'd kill him. Nate: Because you kill people now? What, you gonna hunt him down with your scarf? Chuck: Don't mock the scarf, Nathaniel. It's my signature.
Blair: What do we have, Chuck? Chuck: Tonight. So shut up. And dance with me.with me.
him passionately. Things progress as the screen