Carrie: You're a half hour late. Your doorman things I'm a hooker.
Mr Big: Did you make any money?
Carrie: Not funny!

(After Carrie gets off Mr. Big's car)
Carrie: Wait! Have you ever been in love?
Mr. Big: Abso-fucking-lutely.

Mr. Big: This isn't about us. This is about work!
Carrie: No, this isn't about work. This is about us getting closer and you getting so freaked out that you have to put an ocean between us.

Big: That's some outfit kid.
Carrie: Oh, really, you think? Well, if you like this one, you'd love the one being held hostage on seventy-fourth and Lex.

Big: What was that back there?
Carrie: I don't know.
Big: Can't we have a conversation anymore?
Carrie: I don't know, can we?
Big: Around Brooklyn, there's going to be a mutiny. Pass it on.
Carrie: That's a spiffy opener.
Big: I try.

Big: I thought about it, and it's going to cost me a lot, so maybe, you should forget about what I said. I figured, I made my bed I should lie in it.
Carrie: You do that.

Big: I've got a secret to tell you. I'ts not working, I'm getting out. If you know anyone whose interested?
Carrie: You should keep that to yourself, no one is interested in that information.

Carrie: How many drinks have you had?
Big: Not nearly enough.

Carrie; I have to go.
Big: Hey, Carrie, thanks for being here. I'll call you.
Carrie: For what? We're so over, we need a new word for over.

Big: I can't believe you're leaving me alone with a horse and buggy.
Carrie: Thanks for the ride Prince Charming.
Big: Anytime.

I fucking love you alright, you know I do. It's just a tough thing for me to say, because it always seems to get me in trouble when I say it.

Mr. Big: Oh, I get it... You've never been in love.
Carrie: Oh yeah?