Hey, S! How would you like to be the publicist of a members-only club SO exclusive it makes the SoHo house look like one of those dirty public schools with numbers for a name. Come on, it'll be amazing.


Serena: Blair, I would never work for you.
Blair: I'm giving you a chance to leave that Lizzie Grubman wannabe before you get run over.
Serena: You don't get it. KC can be a bitch because she's my boss. You're supposed to be my friend. Chuck might forgive you, but I don't.

Jenny: Can we agree not to say the word steps anymore?
Eric: I would like nothing better.

Blair: You already knew? [pauses] If you know, then why is the club still open? If the cops show up then ... you probably don't want to hear this from me, but, I have an idea ...
Chuck: I already made the call.

Tell those pathetic trick-or-treaters there is no pre-packaged joy for them here.


It is hard to love a powerful man.


Serena: You alone, Nate? Don't have any friends left to screw over?
Nate: Well, at least I'm on the list and not working the door.

Blair: You're still mad from before. It's clouding your judgment.
Chuck: This isn't about last week. It's about you, Blair. It's the reason I couldn't say I love you. It's because I can't trust you.
Blair: I did this because I love you.
Chuck: Be that as it may, I have a club to open. And you're no longer invited.

I was thinking '80s, but shoulder pads can be overwhelming on my delicate frame.

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