August 3, 2010 | 0 Comments
Robber: (points a gun in her face) Give me your bag! Carrie: What? Robber: Your bag. Carrie: It’s a baguette. Robber: Let me have it….
Robber: (points a gun in her face) Give me your bag! Carrie: What? Robber: Your bag. Carrie: It’s a baguette. Robber: Let me have it….
Charlotte: He was so tan and muscular, and sweat ran down from his chest unto his perfectly defined stomach. Carrie: See, you read a…
Charlotte: I’m married, I can’t be looking at gardeners. This is insane. Samantha: Honey, what’s the point of being in the suburbs if…
Charlotte: I don’t know what it is, I’m strangely drawn to him. Samantha: Of course you are, you know the man can plow.
Natasha: (to Carrie) Yes, I’m sorry about it all. I’m sorry that he moved to Paris and fell in love with me. I’m sorry we ever got…
Miranda: I can’t believe he took your shoes! Carrie: I know, I probably got trichinosis! Miranda: You only get that from pork. Carrie:…
Sam: That was awesome. Samantha: Yes it was. Sam: Sam. Samantha: Yes, Sam. Sam: I think I love you? Samantha: Oh, honey, that wasn’t…
Samantha: That girl needs a stick out of her ass and a dick in her coahie, pronto.
Charlotte: Sex is something special, it’s supposed to happen between two people who love each other…. Samantha: Or, two people who love…
Charlotte: Why do you always have to talk about sex like that? Samantha: Because I can.