Character: Chuck Bass. Page 2

- I'm the king and you are Queen.
- And New York?
Well... new York is our Kingdom.

- So in the name of true love - don't give up. Even if the object of your affection asks you about it.
(Because in the face of true love won't give up even if the object of your love begging to you about this...)
(Don't give up, if you met true love, even if the object of your passion asking about it.)

If people are born to be together, they will find a way to connect.

- We make our stories!
Only when we have to. You don't need it.

The intricacies of our war games are too complex that they could grasp proletarian.

To be accepted for who you are is very important.

So...
I need to find Louis and tell him it's over.
- If you want it...
- It will be right.
- You really love him, huh?
- Yes, but not as much as I love you. We have with Louis it's different. Lighter. Easier. It makes me happy.
- And I'm not...
- What happens between us Great Love. It's complicated. Tense. All-consuming. No matter what we do and how much we fight. It will always bind us. What it means simple happiness compared to this. Really?

- There is a difference between great love and Right love. I left the roof of the Empire state building last year after two minutes after you came... Louis waited all night.

Don't let anyone tell you that you're not strong. You are the strongest woman I know!

I can do anything, because you believe in me...

- A glass of whiskey for Breakfast?
- Smooth out the effect of the cocaine.

- No, thank you. The Lord cannot enter a body sullied by alcohol.
Is good. Love to be the one doing the entering.

- You like to imagine? My son?
Wildly to hear you like the things that turn me on.
- This is the case for psychotherapy.

- Do you like my new perfume?
Smells of desperation.