Miranda: She's so damn happy.
Samantha: Of course she's happy, she doesn't have to be a bridesmaid.
Carrie: Well, we got off easy, let's not forget the groomsmen have to wear kilts.
Samantha: I like the idea of men in skirts, easy access.
Miranda: Is it true that they wear nothing underneath?
Samantha: I'll find out and get back to you.

Miranda: Who else know about this?
Carrie: Samantha and God.
Miranda: Not Charlotte?
Carrie: Please, if the worlder queener bride knew I was having an affair, she'd kill me.
Miranda: Well, at least you wouldn't have to be a bridesmaid.

Miranda: Oh, cute purse.
Charlotte: No purses, there's no time for purses, this is gowns, specific.
Miranda: What's your theme again? A Nazi wedding?

Carrie: I want everyone to get out of this without anyone getting hurt.
Miranda: Well, that's realistic.
Carrie: Why not? You've heard those stories about affairs where people realise how great their other relationship is and end it without anyone being the wiser?
Miranda: I don't watch Lifetime television for Women.

Charlotte: The pink posties are for the gowns I kinda like, the green posties are for gowns I kinda really like and the yellow posties are for the gowns I don't know if I like.
Miranda: Kill me, please. Just take a sharp object and drag it across my throat.

Charlotte: I'm getting married in three weeks how would you feel if somebody did this to me?
Carrie: I would kill them.

Charlotte: You ever think about how she'd feel if she found out?
Carrie: Yes, I think about it all the time.
Charlotte: "No you don't "! You think about what will happen to you if she found out. You don't think about her, she's just the idiot wife. You don't know anything about her.

Charlotte: He's married, Carrie.
Carrie: I know he's married.
Charlotte: That makes you the other woman, you're the other woman.
Carrie: I'm not the other woman, I'm not. I mean I know I am, but, I'm not that woman.

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.

Miranda: I can't have sex with a sandwich. Can I?
Carrie: Well, I never thought I'd have sex with a married ex, can a hoagie be that far behind?

Charlotte: There are 1400 gowns in this magazine and I've only seen 600 of them, I need help.
Samantha: Okay, listen, you need to chill the fuck out and hire yourself a stylist.
Charlotte: A stylist?
Samantha: Some little minued to run around town and do your dress bidding.
Charlotte: I can hire someone to do that for me?
Samantha: Honey, this is New York city, you can hire someone to do anything. I'll fax you some names.
Charlotte: Oh thank you, thank you.

Nurse: Do you have sex?
Samantha: Yes
Nurse: Do you have anal sex,
Samantha: Yes.
Nurse: Do you have oral sex,
give, receive?
Samantha: Yes, yes.
Nurse: Do you swallow?
Samantha: Only when surprised.
Nurse: Do you use condoms?
Samantha: Yes.
Nurse: What kind of condoms?
Samantha: Trojan, Lifestyle, Chic, Wet n Wild...
Nurse: No, I meant, latex, lamp-skin?
Samantha: Oh, yes, yes.
Nurse: How many sexual partners have you had?
(silence from Samantha, nurse looks at her)
Samantha: I'm counting. (thinks) This year?

Sex and the City Season 3 Quotes

Steve: Carrie thought you might need a little help. Is that okay?
Miranda: I'm on Valium. Everything's okay.

(drunk) I'm nice. I'm pretty and smart! I'm a catch!

Charlotte