Gossip Girl quotes from Gossip Girl

Sometimes a queen has to make a choice...A castle with a white knight or a quest with a dark prince?

Not so fast. You're not graduating until I give you my diplomas. Mine are labels, and labels stick. Nate Archibald: Class whore. Dan Humphrey: The ultimate insider. Chuck Bass: Coward. Blair Waldorf: Weakling. And as for Serena van der Woodsen, after today, you are officially irrelevant. Congratulations, everyone. You deserve it.

They are a bunch of friends, in which Serena, who slept with Dan, who was sleeping with Vanessa, who slept with Chuck, who slept with Blair, who slept with Nate who slept with Serena.

No matter how far you run, you can never truly escape, everything catches up to you at the end and when it does, it usually kicks your ass.

I used to think that S and lonely boy were the most boring couple on the Upper East side, but what makes them actually great together… is when they're supposed to be with other people.

Any time the rules change you don't know how they change you.

Looks like the battle between Brooklyn and Upper East Side has finally come to a head. Word has it: Lonely Boy and Golden Boy both declared their love. They gave Cinderena up to midnight to decide. That Carolina Herrera dress makes her look like an angel but this decision is demonic... and the forces of evil are just getting started.

You may be rid of Dan Humphrey, but you'll never be rid of me. There will always be someone on the outside wanting to get in. Who am I now? That's one secret I'll never tell. XOXO, Gossip Girl.

Serena

Are you here for another catfight?

Serena

What's that?

Blair

A letter. I wrote it to you when you were away at boarding school. I never sent it. [She begins to read it] Dear Serena. My world is falling apart and you're the only one who would understand. My father left my mother for a 31 year-old model. A male model [She scoffs]. I feel like screaming because I don't have anyone to talk to. You're gone, my dad's gone, Nate's acting weird... where are you? [Crying] Why don't you call? Why did you leave without saying goodbye? You're supposed to be my best friend. I miss you so much. Love, Blair.

Serena

[Tearing up, she trys to regain her composure] Why didn't you send it? I would've

Blair

You would've what? You knew, Serena. And you didn't even call.

Serena

I didn't know what to say to you, or even how to be your friend after what I did. [She also begins to cry] I'm so sorry.

Spotted in Central Park. Two white flags waving. Could an Upper East Side peace accord be that far off? So what will it be? Truce or consequences? We all know one nation can't have two queens. What happens next ? Only time will tell. XOXO, Gossip Girl.

This just in -- we hear there's a cold war brewing between Lonely Boy and a certain blue blood. We never thought we'd say this ourselves...

Serena

There you are. What's going on?

Dan

I'll tell you what's going on. I just became your escort to the ball.

But our money's on Brooklyn for the win.

Blair

Why aren't you in Europe?

Chuck

I was in Paris, but only to get your favourite macaroons from Pierre Hermès

Blair

And Germany?

Chuck

To pick up your favorite Falke stockings, you know how I adore them.

Blair

What are you doing here then?

Chuck

You were right. I was a coward running away again. Everywhere I went, you caught up with me so I have to come back.

Blair

I Wanna believe you, but I can't. You hurt me too many times.

Chuck

You can believe me this time.

Blair

Oh, that's it?

Chuck

I love you too. [They kiss]

Blair

Like, can you say it twice [They kiss again] No, I'm serious, say it twice

Chuck

I love you, I love you, that's three, four, I love you.

XOXO, Gossip Girl

But it's the true warrior who knows that wars don't end. They simply change. And there can never be peace as long as guns are still loaded and there's plenty of ammunition.

Blair

What are you still doing here, Chuck? I threw you out hours ago.

Chuck

I wanted to let you know the treaty is over.

Blair

Fine with me. This pretense of civility was exhausting.

Chuck

Being amicable isn't in our blood. I've realized we're not friends. Friends have to like each other and after what happened tonight, I could never like you.

Blair

I could never like you either, in fact, I hate you.

Chuck

I've never hated anyone more.

Blair

Every nerve ending in my body is electrified by hatred.

Chuck

There is a fiery pit of hate inside me, ready to explode.

Blair

So it's settled, then?

Chuck

We're settled.

Serena

Now it's our turn.

Chuck

You're obsession with Serena has grown tiresome.

Blair

Just because you have no money and delusions of grandeur, does not make it okay for you to be a single white trash female.

Nate, this isn't me. You know that.

Nate

How would I ever believe anything you say again.

Blair

Well you can believe the part where she does her own hair.

Serena

You tried to destroy my friendship with Blair, my reputation, my academic career...

Chuck

You failed every time, and now it's time for you to go.

I'm trying to.

Nate

He's talking about Columbia.

Blair

You don't belong there anyway.

Chuck

If we catch you hanging around there again there will be consequences.

Blair

And we're really good at payback.

Spotted: One ugly duckling exiled. Let's hope she doesn't turn into a black swan.

[Dan's final chapter, revealing Gossip Girls Identity.] The Upper East Side was like something from Fitzgerald or Thackeray. Teenagers acting like adults. Adults acting like teenagers, guarding secrets, spreading gossip, all with the trappings of truly opulent wealth. And membership in this community was so elite, you couldn’t even buy your way in. It was a birth right. A birth right I didn’t have, and my greatest achievements would never earn me. All I had to compare to this world was what I'd read in books but that gave me the idea. If I wasn’t born into this world – maybe I could write myself into it. I overheard enough conversations to be able to mimic the language of the Constance girls but every writer needs his muse. And it wasn’t until that photo of Serena in that white dress that I knew I had something strong enough to actually create a legend and launch a website. Within weeks, I was getting dozens of emails with stories about Upper East Siders, so I posted them anonymously, and then I got more. Before long, it was a monster– everyone was sending tips. And when Serena came back from boarding school, I wrote my first post about me: Lonely Boy, the outsider, the underdog. I might have been a joke, but at least people were talking about me.