It moves, almost imperceptibly. It goes still again.
Nate: "Yeah, I wish weed was [sic] the answer."
Chuck: "Not what I meant."
Nate: "I cannot stop thinking about that old woman in LA."
Chuck, verbatim: "Understandable, given your mother issues."
Chuck's Infinite Issues Roil and scream within the dungeon of his heart.
Nate: "Speaking of my mother, which I guess we kind of were, I must exposit to you now, at this time, that Anne Archibald has called from a public park in New Jersey, where she has taken to eating pine cones and rich dark earth, to offer me several internships."
Chuck: "Surely that makes sense, given your family history and educational success. Given your nigh-Serena inability to do things or be of use."
Nate: "Yet Schumer, Blankfein. They hunger for my services."
Chuck: "Your mother is mentally ill. Those may well be the names of two fatted squirrels she's stalking for her dinner."
Nate: "I could work for squirrels. I was homeless once, I don't have any pride."
Rufus: "We scheduled DUMBO father-son time, because I am so terribly busy in Manhattan, and now you won't leave that computer alone. It makes me feel lost and alone, now that I'm down two kids and my wife's corpse is upstairs ordering shrouds and cerements from gilt.com."
Dan: "Sorry, Rufus, but I'm afraid I don't like you very much. You're sort of a sniveler. And anyway, I have to figure out who is publishing my book so I can make them not."
Rufus: "Wasn't Jay McInerney any help?"
Dan: "He just gets drunk and tries to tell me what it was like in college. It's worse than being here with you."
Dan, with a pretty sexy voice today: "My dad is here and he won't shut the fuck up."
Serena: "Parents, man. Don't you hate it when they shove their agendas down your throat all the time? Like say if you were an actress pretending to be a cousin for no real reason, and some giant blonde somebody tried to kidnap you and make you live in a gorgeous beachfront mansion. Irksome."
Dan: "...Right. So anyway, because you are a cat-burglar and former member of Scotland Yard, I wondered if you could hack some computer things for me."
Serena: "It's true, I am very competent at things. Such as that. But aren't you best friends with Blair? Aren't we fighting over you or some shit?"
Dan: "No, Blair hates me. Because I did horrible things again. Anyway, remember Vanessa Abrams?"
Serena: "Sort of. Didn't she attack me with a femur once? And dressed all of her friends up like me so that they could drug me and put me into white slavery? Or maybe that was somebody else."
Dan: "What this show did to that girl, I wouldn't wish on my worst enemy. But get this, I'm still going to lie to you about it. Can you help me help Vanessa with a bounced check?"