Girls Season 6 Episode 3: "American Bitch" Quotes
Hannah: You printed out a blog?
Chuck: No, I have assistants who can do that for me.
Isn't that the crazy part about all of this? Like, about being alive right now. That so much of your life, your world, can be destroyed by something called "Tumblr" without an 'e'?Chuck
Chuck: Are you some kind of an activist?
Hannah: No, I don't even recycle.
Chuck: I'm not perfect! But I'm not saying I'm perfect. I'm a horny motherfucker with the impulse control of a toddler.
Hannah [sarcastically]: Well, that must be hard.
Why do you need me to know all this? Plenty of people wrote about Denise's story. Did you call all of them to come to your apartment? Which, by the way, is lovely. I had no idea novelists could make this much money.Hannah
I may be stupid, but I'm not evil, sister. An invitation isn't inherently wrong or dangerous.Chuck
Last year, I'm at a warehouse party in Bushwick, and this dude comes up to me, and he's like 'Horvath! We went to middle school together. East Lansing!' And I'm like, 'Oh my god, remember how crazy Mr. Lasky's class was? He was basically trying to molest me.' You know what this kid said? He looks at me in the middle of this fucking party, like he's a judge, and goes, 'That's a very serious accusation, Hannah.' And he walked away. And there I am, and I'm just 11 again, and I'm just getting my fucking neck rubbed. Because that stuff never goes away.Hannah
You're not a journalist, Hannah. You're a fucking writer.Chuck
God, everyone acts like this book is Philip Roth being the worst, but it's actually him being the best. And I know I'm not supposed to like him, because he's a misogynist and he demeans women, but I can't help it. I fucking love his writing.Hannah
Hannah: God, I hope someone writes a book about what a cunt I am someday.
Chuck: Do you?
Hannah: Yeah, obviously! What would be better than to ruin someone's life with your wanton sex appeal and icicle-sharp intellect? But I'm half-Jewish, so I don't really see that happening for me.
Hannah: Your bed smells like snacks.
Chuck: I live alone, lady.
Oh my fucking god. Oh my fucking god. I touched your dick. You pulled your dick out, and I touched your dick! What the fuck... And now it's still out. You didn't even put it away! I can see your dick! It's right there!Hannah