December 1, 2009 | 0 Comments
Blair: Flying in from Paris to escort me back? How dumb does she think I am? She has some bomb she wants to drop on me in a controlled…
Blair: Flying in from Paris to escort me back? How dumb does she think I am? She has some bomb she wants to drop on me in a controlled…
Blair: [to Serena] What are you, exactly, an 18-year-old blonde coincidence? Call me in six months when he meets his next coincidence….
Dorota: I sorry Miss Blair. I not talking with Vanya, and now he not stop calling. And texting. And tweeting. And writing on wall.
Gabriela: I want to hear all about the wedding. If I hadn’t been boycotting the floral industry I’d have been there.
Dan: [to Vanessa] Come on – Cece’s heart pumps secrets and gin – it’s not your mom’s fault.
Gossip Girl: Another Thanksgiving has come and gone. And what am I most thankful for? The truth. Sometimes it’s the truth you’ve been…
Chuck: Hey, do you mind if I stay? Blair: Yes. But that’s why I love you.
Chuck: [to Nate] Come on. Let’s go get drunk.
Nate: Don’t go with Tripp. Serena: Nate … Nate: Look, I know what I did was wrong. But I did it because … ever since last week, ever…
Chuck: [to Nate] Tell her how you feel. Give her a chance to be with a guy who does deserve her.