Gossip Girl

(When the girls find out Jenny stole Hazel's mom's dress) Blair: Excuse me, this seems private, so I'm gonna head out now. I have a table at Butter, reservation's under 'Waldorf' in case there's an after-party.

Serena: Can you just get it over with Chuck? Say whatever pervy thing you're going say and leave.

(Blair stops walking) Serena: B., what are you doing? Blair: Giving home schooling some serious consideration.

(At Jenny's party) Penelope: What's Blair doing here? Elise: I don't know, but this party's kind of weird. Hazel: Weird? It's time for it's induction into the hall of lame.

Serena: So do you think Jenny'll be all right? Nate: Yeah, Dan's a good guy, he'll take care of her. Serena: You are too, you know, a good guy. A forgiving guy? Who can't pit himself against Blair forever. Nate: Goodnight. Serena: I'm sorry! You gave me an opening I couldn't resist. I'm just saying.

Gossip Girl: As any good general knows, you never let your soldiers see you sweat. Looks like this battle's ending at Butter, and the win goes to B. Victory is sweet.

Hostess: There's a line outside, you ready to give up your table yet? Blair: No, my party's coming. (hostess looks at Blair's empty table) They're coming!

Serena: Oh, okay, lets get one thing straight. Our parents might be insisting on blending our households, but I am not your sister. I do not share any of your D.N.A. nor do I ever wish to. Chuck: Then I suggest you get new hand towels.

Hazel: (at Jenny's party) How long do we have to stay? Blair: Rice Krispie treats?

Serena: (after the champagne at school incident) You're right, Mom. This morning I woke up feeling a little uneasy and thought to myself "Hmm, maybe I'll call the entire junior class out to the courtyard for a little champagne toast".

Gossip Girl: One may be the loneliest number...but sometimes only the lonely can play. Wake up little Jenny. The biatch is back.

Blair: How do you manage to get out of everything unscathed? Serena: Because I'm nice. You should try it. Come on, compliment me, tell me my hair looks beautiful. Blair: But your hair looks disgusting. Did you even shower today?

Gossip Girl: The French Revolution had cake, the American Revolution had tea, but looks like the overthrow of Blair Waldorf, well... (a scoop of yogurt falls on Blair's head) Who said you need a silver spoon to dole out just desserts?

Serena: What are you doing? Eric: I'm hiding from my vallet. He wanted to put my socks on for me this morning. (to Chuck) Your servants are very attentive. Chuck: You should meet Bergita the maid. Serena: No! No he should not meet Bergita, he's 14, ignore this person. Chuck: May I remind you Serena that you used to have a sense of humor.

Blair: What's happening? Dorota: You have bad dream and you're sleeping with your chocolate. Blair: (pulls the chocolate closer to her) Oh, Lady Godiva my only friend.

Gossip Girl: Wakey wakey Upper East siders, Spring Break is done and I'm starved for the dish. Were you sunning in Capri or singing in Croatia, give me the deeds.