Blair: In all my years of public humiliation—which, let's face it, are many—that was the absolute worst.
Serena: Well maybe Louis will come around.
Blair: Perhaps. But his mother never will. And who can blame her. I should have known my past with Chuck would come back to haunt me.
Serena: You're probably going to hate me for saying this, but as drunk and inappropriate as Chuck was, I still felt a little bad for him.
Blair: What? Why?
Serena: I don't know. I guess I just always thought your prince was here. With his empire in Manhattan.

Blair: Chuck, go home!
Chuck: Match, Blair. You proved that you can score a prince. Okay, I admit you made me jealous. Now let's go back to my place so you can collect your prize.
Blair: Stop this. You're embarrassing me.
Chuck: What? It's not me who's disrespecting these fine people, it's you! Pretending you're going to marry this French phony. It's a joke.
Serena: Chuck, no one's laughing. Don't do this.

Countess Alexia. So lovely to meet you. And how is your uncle, the Viscount? I heard he gave up his chair at the University over that unfortunate scandal with a student. I guess not everyone likes oral exams.

Blair

Charlie: Okay, caviar and paté should be out soon. I just need to check one thing with the sommelier.
Eric: Ah, there's a sommelier! Okay, your Fonzi jacket was a better idea than this.

Louis is incredible. With him by my side I can actually be a powerful woman. Forget running Anne Archibald's charity. I'm going to be negotiating peace in the Sudan.

Blair

Nate: You don't even know how to be in a relationship. Blair's lucky she escaped you.
Chuck: Hey! Leave Blair out of this. No one understands what we have.
Nate: Yeah, no one understands because it's not normal. She's better off with the French guy.

Nate: Between the video tape you told me about and the letter from her mom. Chuck, I can't let her get her hopes up. She'll spend her whole life searching for someone she'll never find.
Chuck: Don't say anything.
Nate: What am I supposed to do every time she brings up her mother?
Chuck: Lie, I don't know. You'll figure it out. Or just stop seeing her.

Dan: I really like you, I do. I mean you're smart and you're cool. And kind of a spaz in a great way.
Charlie: Thank you?

Blair: I would never bring ignominy to Louis.
Princess Sophia: Oh really? Seems to me that scandal is your middle name. You blackmail teachers, bully underclassmen, a pregnancy scare. You dated Lord Marcus while he was sleeping with his step-mother. Then you were traded by Chuck Bass—whose name precedes him—for an hôtel. I think this meeting is over.

Dan: I take it lunch with the label went well.
Rufus: Yeah. They want me to have Panic—the name of band, also what's gripping my insides—over for dinner tomorrow.
Eric: And you want to be the cool rocker guy.
Rufus: Come on, I was the cool rocker guy.
Eric: Yeah, but now the penthouse, the art, the millionairess wife under house arrest doesn't exactly scream street cred.

Eric: Come on. Acting like Blair never works for anybody except Blair. And besides, Blair has so many skeletons I highly doubt Louis' mother is going to find her an acceptable princess-in-training.
Serena: Yeah. Yeah, you're right. I have to go.
Eric: She says sneakily. Oh. Looks like B's in for some hair gum of her own.

Blair: Seriously? You think flowers make up for the fact that you're engaged?
Louis: I'm not engaged yet. This is what I wanted to tell you. The royal court feels I should be married before taking my rightful place as Albert's heir.
Blair: What? Well that's outdated and old-fashioned and just... idiotic.
Louis: Well so is monarchy.

Gossip Girl Season 4 Quotes

Serena: So what does it say about Chuck?
Blair: I couldn't be less interested. Serena gives her a look. No new posts. He's been MIA since he left town this spring.
Serena: What does it say about us?
Blair: "Ooh la la! Paris is burning and Serena and Blair lit the match." Of course your flame is hotter than mine. Everyone knows that the only guy who's been in my pants all summer is the tailor at Pierre Balmain.
Serena: And whose fault is that? B, just as many guys have flirted with you. I just happen to have a thing for French waiters.
Blair: And bartenders. And museum docents. Anyone on a Vespa or bicycle. Or wearing Zadig & Voltaire.

Serena: Blair what are you doing? We said we wouldn't check Gossip Girl all summer.
Blair: Summer's almost over.