Favorite Gabrielle Solis Quotes
Gabrielle: This is stupid. I didn't even want this baby.
Hector: Yeah.
Gabrielle: And I would've been a terrible mother.
Hector: If you say so.
Gabrielle: If it was a boy, I was gonna name it Charlie.
Hector: Yeah?
Gabrielle: And a girl, Aurora.
Hector: Those are nice names.
Gabrielle: Thank you.
Susan: You fantasize about other men when you're with Carlos?
Gabrielle: Honey, Carlos has been so many different men, I'm actually surprised when I open my eyes and it's Carlos.
Gabrielle: This table is hand carved, Carlos had it imported from Italy. It cost him $22,000.
John: So, you wanna do it on the table this time?
Gabrielle: Absolutely
Gabrielle: Are you sleeping with John Rowland?
Ana: He's my boss.
Gabrielle: And the oscar goes to... Not you!
Gabrielle: So just to be clear, some slutty cheerleader gets knocked up by the soccer coach behind the local gas 'n gulp, and she is going to make sure we're quality people?
Carlos: You don't need to answer that.
Carlos: You've been paying more attention to your food than you have to me lately.
Gabrielle: I plan on getting really fat as a tribute to your mother
Gabrielle: Let me tell you something, Mrs. Peterson. I am pulling Juanita out of this crappy, crappy school! Come on, Carlos!
Mrs. Peterson: Crappy, huh? What a shame Juanita won't be here to blurt that out during the Pledge of Allegiance!
Gabrielle: Oh, yeah? Well, here's a blurt for ya: (@!#$%^&*!?) ... and the horse you rode in on!
Gabrielle: Look, I think we all know that Karl is a dog. But let's face it, if these tramps were laying out the buffet, he wouldn't be chowing down!
Susan: Well, every situation is different and it's hard to judge until we know all the details. (all four women stare at Susan)
Susan: Which obviously I don't know, because how would I know. (the women continue staring at Susan)
Susan: She's a slutty, slutty whore, absolutely! (All the women smile and nod)
Edie: Yeah!
Renee: Look, I will never forget what my mother did. I think about it every day, but I refuse to let it be what defines me. This spring fling might seem shallow and insensitive to you, but it's my way of saying I choose life over death. So, now if you'll excuse me, I've got to get back to my lame ass party.
Gaby: Wait. It's not a lame ass party anymore because I'm here now.
You screw up our lives and the only thing you can say is "that's the way the cookie crumbles"?
Gaby: I'm worried about you. First, you stop talking to your friends. Now, you're wiggin' out at a rat funeral. You're making me nervous.
Susan: Well, I'm sorry I'm not handling accessory to murder as well as the rest of you.
Bree: I don't like your accusatory tone.
Gaby: Well, I'd use a different tone, but I'm trying to accuse you of something.
