Sex and the City

Samantha: Oh, I'm sorry. Claire Anne: Let it go and no one gets hurt. Samantha: I think I was holding it first. Claire Anne: I know TaeKwon- Do. Samantha: I know the Manager. (Claire Anne laughs) Claire Anne: You're spunky, I like spunky women. Samantha: We're a dying breed. Claire Anne: No kidding! I'll let you have the scarf if you show me where a gal can get a hard drink in a dark bar around here. Samantha: Done and done.

Charlotte: This is important to me Carrie, I need him to see me sexually. Carrie: I know you do sweetie, I'm just not sure I need to.

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 sex. Charlotte: Oh, my God! You're such a.... Samantha: A what? What am I Charlotte? Charlotte: When are you going to learn that you can't just sleep with everything that comes along.... Samantha: Hey, Mrs. Softie, at least I'm getting laid.

Charlotte: Why do you always have to talk about sex like that? Samantha: Because I can.

Charlotte: How can you not know anything about him? You slept with him? Samantha: I fucked him. He made me come six times, that's good enough for me.

Miranda: He had money set aside for this. Carrie: It's nice. I'm dead, your not, enjoy the buffet. Miranda: Damn it! I like him even more now. He was organized enough to have a will.

Miranda: This is my first wake. Carrie: Don't expect a goody bag.

Carrie: What do I know about men? All I have is a bunch of failed relationships.. Miranda: And one affair.

Carrie: Do you know that there are no avaliable men out there? Miranda: We're at my date's wake...so yes.

Charlotte: We've been trying to you know... Samantha: Fuck? Charlotte: Whatever! And it's just not.... Samantha: Getting big and hard? Carrie: What is this dirty mad libs? Charlotte: I love him, but it's so frustrating. Miranda: Of course it is. Charlotte: I mean, last night I got so turned on I almost.... Samantha: Hey, you almost masturbated, he almost got it up, together you almost had sex.

Samantha: I just got us a reservation at Sumba next week. Carrie: Oh, fancy! Samantha: But, I could only get us a four top. Do you think Trey would mind staying home? Charlotte: No, he doesn't seem up for much these days.

Miranda: Their starting to die on us. Charlotte: Oh, my God! Samantha: Well, at least you weren't stood up. Miranda: Thirty-five and their dying. We should just give up now. Carrie: On the bright side, this could explain why they don't call back.

Miranda: (to Carrie over the phone) I can't believe I'm eating a frozen dinner. I'm such a cliche.