Carrie: And then I realized, twenty something girls are just fabulous until you see one with the a man who broke your heart.
Carrie: Where are you going?
Samantha: To congratulate Nina, I may need her to hire me someday.
Carrie: That night we slept together, but, we didn't sleep together. It was really nice, and I believe it was the first instance of a case of crabs moving a relationship forward.
Carrie: I have this thing about crabs. I had it once in college and the experience scarred me for life. So, I really don't think I can go back to that house until the mattress are sanitized and the sheets and towels are burned.
Dr. Meego: I'm flattered you thought of me.
Carrie: He's cute, it's just, I'm not really sure I'm interested.
Samantha: Good-looking, polite, house in the Hamptons...
Miranda: Good on paper.
Samantha: Uh, you know the rule.
Samantha: Good on paper, bad in bed.
Miranda: Is that the guy from the book party?
Samantha: I've got to start reading.
Laurel: I have a question. Do you think that 25 is too young to write a personal memoir?
Carrie: Well as long as it doesn't deal with incest, Prozac or partying, no.
Laurel: Well it does deal with sex. Or rather not having sex. It's about how girls my age are saving themselves for marriage.
Carrie: Saving what for marriage?
Laurel: Our virginity.
Carrie: Are you seriously telling me that you've never had sex with a man?
Laurel: That is correct.
Carrie: Okay, now what do you consider sex?
Laurel: Are you implying that I'm some kind of Lewinsky?
Carrie: No, no...
Laurel: I'm talking no blow jobs, no hand jobs...
Carrie: Alright, I get it, no jobs of any kind.
Samantha: I love young men, but come on, I mean, the guys here don't even have chest hair yet.
Carrie: Well, that's good news for their backs.
Carrie: Excuse me, do you remember us in our twenties?
Carrie: Have a little compassion. Ladies, the only thing worse than being single and in your thirties in this city, is being single and in your twenties.
Samantha: These girls in their twenties, they're so spoiled and ungrateful, they think they're it.
Carrie: Yeah, they don't realize we're still it.
Miranda: No, because the world validates their delusion.
Miranda: Sharing a house with your girlfriends is fine in your twenty's, but, I feel like in your thirties, isn't it a tiny bit pathetic. Like being the oldest kid at summer camp.
Samantha: She has a point. My twenty five year old assistant, Nina Grabowski has a summer share in Bridgehampton with eighteen other girls, they have to sleep in shifts.
Carrie: What if they meet someone?
Samantha: Oh, they fuck in shifts too.
Charlotte: It's a really cute three bedroom cottage and they're giving us a fantastic deal for the month of August.
Carrie: Of course, it's a good deal, it's haunted with cheating boyfriends and sexual rejection.
Samantha: We can always burn sage.
Greg: I may have given you crabs but you deceived me, that is so much worse!
When Charlotte is in the coffee shop trying to convince the girls to come to the Hamtpons, she says that it could be their last summer together because next year they could be married or have children. When she says this, she sort of gestures at herself when she says 'get married' and gestures at Miranda when she says 'have children.' I found this sort of ironic, considering Charlotte gets married next season, and Miranda has a child the season after.
Studio 54: Is in reference to the hot disco hang-out for the social elite of New York in the 1970's, where drugs and wild sex was the norm.