Samantha: I'll admit I have had to polish myself off once or twice, but yes, when I RSVP to a party, I make it my business to come.
Samantha: Well, I don't know how you people do it. All that emotional chow-chow. It's exhausting.
Miranda: Okay, I'm definitely in the slow sexual group if even Charlotte is open to this.
Miranda: I'm fine... but Charlotte, maybe your "hmmm hmmm" would like an order of fries?
Miranda: Soulmates only exist in the Hallmark aisle at Duane Reid Drugs.
Samantha: You get married and hope for the best. If it doesn't work out you'll get divorced. You can take tap with Bojangles over here.
Carrie: No I can't take a vow of for ever and ever if what I mean is for the forseeable future. I couldn't do that to Aiden.
Carrie Bradshaw: Some labels are best left in the closet.
Resort Worker: Very good, Mrs. Preston.
[walks away from table]
Carrie Bradshaw: [gives blank look] That was like taking a bullet.
Miranda Hobbes: Charlotte has pudding in her Prada.
Carrie Bradshaw: When Big colors... he rarely stays within the lines.
Carrie Bradshaw: I thought I'd still be in extreme pain. But I feel nothing. I'd like some more nothing.
[Miranda pours her some more Skyy vodka]
Samantha Jones: [hands Carrie her iPhone, which Carrie returns somewhat disgusted]
Carrie Bradshaw: I don't know how to work this!
Jerry 'Smith' Jerrod: You seem distant.
Samantha Jones: Distant? You're still in me.
Samantha Jones: [meeting a naked Dante] I'm sorry. I'm your neighbor and my dog ran up on your dick... deck!
Samantha Jones: Don't blame marriage. This one's married and she's not growing a national forest.
Samantha Jones: Jesus honey! Wax much?
Miranda Hobbes: What? My marriage is going through a rough spot. I dont have time to wax!
Samantha Jones: I could be on death row and not have that *situation*!
Carrie Bradshaw: Maybe you're only alloted a certain amount of tears per man; and I've used mine up.
Samantha Jones: A lot of shit went down in this apartment. Attention must be paid!
Anthony Marentino: The invitations are fancier than the dress.
Carrie Bradshaw: I heard that.
Anthony Marentino: I meant you to!
Charlotte: Carrie, you're right, you have to tell him. But not before the wedding, it's supposed to be my week.
Miranda: It's you day. You get a day.
