Nate: "Bruce, you seem to be enjoying this coke and whore party. Anything else I can get you?"
Bruce: "I think we both know what happens now, pretty."
Nate: "This ain't my first rodeo. But quid pro quo, Clarice. First you tell me where Bart's secret envelope is."
Bruce: "I won't do that, but I will leave with all of your whores and coke."
He does, practically blowing a kiss on the way out. Chuck comes melting out of the shadows like usual. Like Ivy Dickens, but more oily.
Chuck: "How could you just let him leave? You and I both know you can take a dick, Nathaniel."
Nate: "First of all, Charles, it ain't the '80s. That Gordon Gekko subjugation shit will only get you so far. But secondly, I stole his phone instead."
Chuck: "You beautiful man. You Olivia Munn of a man."
Nate: "I'm learning about business!"
Chuck: "Sure you are, l'il guy."
Eleanor: "Trading your traditional, symbolically iffy hydrangeas for peonies and sending handwritten apologies to the Cotillion board was a good first step."
Blair, verbatim: "Poppy did seem touched by my donation to her charity for children who can't smile."
Dorota: "So I guess we're done here, huh? You take your vile ass back to wizened goblin lover now."
Eleanor: "Uh, no. I have about a million other bullshit moves left in my purse."
Blair: "I have admitted that I am powerless over my scheming. I've admitted that my life has become unmanageable. What else? That's why they call it a two-step program."
Eleanor: "What else is, Nelly Yuki."
Nelly Yuki: "Hey, just chillin' in your dining room. Bein' Gossip Girl and waitin' for some ass-kissin'."
Eleanor: "I hope this is horrible for you. That, and plot contrivance, are the main howcomes of this."