Miranda: (The man Miranda had just met at the gym asked her out) Nah, it's too quick. I think maybe that kick in his head scrambled his brains.
Carrie: No. Too quick is sleeping with him on the first date. That's too quick.
Miranda: You both got excited, and you went for it. Stop blaming yourself.
Carrie: Oh, I don't blame myself. I blame the dress. The dress!

Mr. Big: Interesting dress.
Carrie: Meaning.
Mr. Big: Interesting dresss.

Miranda: True romance cannot exist without good sex.
Samantha: And yet you can have good sex with someone you don't like or respect...or even remember.

(Before Carrie goes on her first offical date with Mr. Big, she's showing the girls what she's wearing)
Samantha: Hey honey, it's fabulous. Bravo!
Miranda: It's tits on toast, baby. But you make it work.
Charlotte: Well, let's just say it. It's the 'naked dress'. I mean, you're obviously going to have sex with him tonight.
Carrie: Come on, it's our first date.
Miranda: She's not gonna have sex. She's just gonna look like sex.
Carrie: That's right. I'm just the trailer.
Samantha: Please. If it happens, it happens. Bottoms up!
Charlotte: Wait a second, I thought you were serious about this guy, you can't sleep with him on the first date.
Samantha: Oh God!
Miranda: Here she goes again with 'The Rules.'
Samantha: The women who wrote that book they wrote it because they couldn't get laid, so they constructed this whole bullshit theory to make women who can get laid feel bad.

Miranda: Just don't fuck on a first date, you're fine.
Carrie: Third date.
Charlotte: Too soon!
Samantha: Reality check. A guy can just as easily dump you if you fuck him on the first date as he can if you wait until the tenth.
Miranda: When have you ever been on a tenth date?
Charlotte: And by then at least you're emotionally involved.
Samantha: Exactly. I mean, isn't it better to find out if the sex is good right off the bat, before anybody's feelings get hurt?

Samantha: Women have the right to use every means at their disposal to achieve power.
Miranda: Short of sleeping their way to the top.
Samantha: Not if that's what it takes to compete.
Charlotte: But that's exploitation!
Samantha: Of men - which is perfectly legal.
Carrie: So, you advocate a double standard. Women can use their sexuality to get ahead whenever possible...but men should not be allowed to take advantage of it?
Samantha: No. I'm just saying that men and women are equal-opportunity exploiters.

(After Gilles has slept with Carrie, he leaves her a note and 1,000 dollars)
Miranda: (reading the note) 'Thanks for the beautiful day.' Must've been a hell of a beautiful day.
Carrie: Well, it was. We had such a fantastic connection, then he leaves me money. I don't understand. What exactly about me screams 'whore'?
Miranda: Besides the thousand dollars on the end table?
Samantha: I just can't believe you had dinner at Balzac. Wait a minute, I thought I ordered two eggs benedict and one spinach omelette.
Miranda: It's all right. I'll take the omelette.
Carrie: You know what you guys, this isn't right. We're gonna pay for all this ourselves, all right?
Samantha: He said order anything.
Miranda: The room service is one thing, but the money - uh-uh.
Samantha: What're you getting so uptight about? I mean, money is power. Sex is power. Therefore, getting money for sex is simply an exchange of power.
Miranda: Don't listen to the dime store Camille Paglia.
Carrie: I don't know whether to take it as an incredible compliment or as an incredible insult.
Samantha: Just take it, period.
Carrie: Well, I wouldn't know how to return it anyway because the one thing he didn't leave me was his phone number.
Miranda: He paid in full. What more is there to talk about?

Do you realize if she were a man, not only would we be eating right now but they'd be sending over free drinks?


Carrie: She's like an international party girl.
Miranda: She's a hooker with a passport.

Miranda: (to Charlotte who is talking about a famous painter who might ask her to hold his brush) If he so much as suggests what she's suggesting, you give me a call and we'll sue the hell out of him. That's the only proper way to trade sex for power.
Samantha: I can't believe what I'm hearing. You're like the Harvard Law Lorena Bobbitt.
(Door bell rings)
Miranda: Ah, it's Skipper, I told him I was here. And he insisted on picking me up, but he's not supposed to be here till 11!
Carrie: Oh! He's like a sweet little seal pup.
Miranda: That you sometimes want to club.

Skipper: They stopped making Martinis, so I got us two rum and cokes. Is that okay?
Miranda: Well, I hate rum, and I hate coke, but, thanks.

I don't know what I want. But I'm afraid if I don't you'll dump me. And if I do then I'll be up the butt girl. Men don't marry up the butt girl. Whoever heard of Mrs. Up The Butt?


Sex and the City Season 1 Quotes

It's like the riddle of the Sphinx. Why are there so many great unmarried women, and no great unmarried men?


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