Gabrielle: What?
Carlos: You never liked Mama.
Gabrielle: Well, it's awfully hard to like someone who actively hates your guts. She always thought you married beneath you and she let me know it.
Carlos: She loved you.
Gabrielle: She treated me like trash! God rest her soul.
Carlos: I'm putting my mother in the grave. Now is not the time to pinch pennies.
Gabrielle: Carlos, we're not exactly flush with cash right now. Let her be true to her roots. She was born humble and barefoot.
Carlos: She was a queen

Listen to me - you're going to go back there, you're going to put that money in Rita's hands, and you're going to convince her that life is not worth living unless she has jugs the size of Texas! Do I make myself clear?

Carlos: You never even apologized.
Gabrielle: I apologized a million times.
Carlos: Yeah, but you always followed it up with an excuse: "I was lonely; You weren't home enough; A woman needs to be loved."
Gabrielle: A woman does need to be loved! And since you didn't give it to me, I had to find it elsewhere. (brief pause)
Carlos: So that's what the teenager was doing in our bedroom? Filling you with love?

David: You want to know if I'm interested in sleeping with your wife. Well, the answer is yes.
Gabrielle: Carlos, he's kidding. Tell him you're kidding.
Carlos: Shut it.
David: And clearly, Gabrielle is willful, self-centered and manipulative. She's also beautiful enough to be worth the trouble. So, the minute we leave this room I'm gonna aggressively pursue her. And when I succeed, which I will, we are gonna fly to my chateau in Germany and have dinner in a local bistro. They make the best racolin in all of Europe. We'll make love by the fire and afterwards a little midnight skiing. (to Gabrielle) You ski, don't you? You're athletic, you'll learn. (to Carlos) Anyway, all of this only happens if you fire me. If you keep me on, your wife's off-limits. I'd get disbarred for sleeping with a client's wife and nobody's worth that, not even her. That's my pitch. I'll let you think about it.

Carlos: Before the accident I told her how much I wanted a child and she said that she would take care of it. I just thought that she would talk to you. Baby, I am so sorry.
Gabrielle: That bitch! I can't believe her.
Carlos: I loved her, but even I had issues sometimes. I mean she could be very controlling.
Gabrielle: Reaching out from the grave to screw with me. God, she's good!

Gabrielle: What happened?
Carlos: Well, there's this church group that helps out Catholic prisoners and they really, really stepped up for me.
Gabrielle: Well, what did they do?
Carlos: They lobbied the Parole Board and it worked.
Gabrielle: Mmm. I guess I owe the Pope a thank you note.
Carlos: Uh, less talking, more stripping.

Gabrielle: I've just realized Rita and I have a lot in common. Carlos: Please don't tell me you have low self-esteem, because if I laugh now I'm gonna crack the one good rib that I have left.

Carlos: You knew the one thing that I demanded was fidelity, and you still went out and screwed around behind my back.
Gabrielle: You knew the one thing I didn't want was a child, and you still tricked me into getting pregnant!
Carlos: It's not the same thing.
Gabrielle: Damn straight, what you did was worse!

Carlos: Where are you going?
Gabrielle: I feel a wave of morning sickness coming on, and I want to be standing on your mother's grave when it hits

Gabrielle: Before we got married we made a deal. No kids.
Carlos: Deals are meant to be re-negotiated.
Gabrielle: Well, we're not negotiating my uterus

When a man buys a woman expensive jewelry, there are many things he may want in return. For future reference, conversation ain't one of them

Gabrielle: No, okay. That was a stretch. I'm sorry. Carlos, wait! Come back. Look, I wanna start over. We're gonna have a baby. Isn't that what you always wanted? Carlos, wait! I said I was sorry and I love you! What more do you want?"
Carlos: I want a paternity test.

Desperate Housewives Quotes

Lynette: Now listen to me, you are going to behave. I will not be humiliated in front of the entire neighborhood. And just so you know that I'm serious, I am. (She pulls out paper)
Porter: What's that?
Lynette: Santa's cell phone number!
Preston: How'd you get that?
Lynette: I know someone who knows someone who knows an elf. And if any of you acts up, so help me I will call Santa and tell him you want socks for Christmas! All right, are you willing to risk that!?

You're the one with the problem, all right. You're the one who's acting she's running for mayor of Stepford.

Andrew