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Serena: Classy? Like you're asking another girl out our first day back at school?
Dan: Look, we were broken up.
Serena: So what, Dan? It hurts. What did you expect? I loved you, and just because we broke up, doesn't mean I can just turn it off, like that.

Brooke: There are 84 letters in here, and they're all adressed to you. I wrote them all this summer, one a day, but I never sent them, because I was afraid. I was afraid of getting my heart broken again, like before. Because you hurt me so bad, and I was afraid of getting vulnerable, and I was afraid of you, and the way that you make me feel. And I know that it doesn't matter now, after what I did. But I just thought that you should know. This is how I spent my summer, Luke. Wanting you.

Blair: Three words. Eight letters. Say them, and I'm yours.

Gerry Kennedy: What do you want? Because I know what I want, 'cause I'm holding it in my hands.

Derek: Who's next? Alex? Because I hear he likes to sleep around, you two have that in common.
Meredith: You don't get to call me a whore. When I met you, I thought that I had found the person that I was going to spend the rest of my life with. I was done. So all the boys, and all the bars, and all the obvious daddy-issues, who cared? Because I was done. You left me. You chose Addison. I'm all glued back together now. I make no apology for how I chose to repair what you broke. You don't get to call me a whore.

Forrest Gump: Why don't you love me, Jenny? I'm not a smart man, but I know what love is.

Summer: Say it. If you don't love me, I will promise you I will go to brown, and I'll be cold and miserable and alone. I will never be bothering you again.
Seth: I don't love you anymore.

Meredith: I lied. I'm not out of this relationship. I'm in. I'm so in it's humiliating, because here I am, begging..
Derek: Meredith..
Meredith: Shut up. You say Meredith, and I yell, remember? Ok. Here it is. Your choice, it's simple, her or me. And I'm sure she's really great. But Derek? I love you. In a really, really big. Pretend-to-like-your-taste-in-music-big. Let-you-eat-the-last-piece-of-cheese-cake-big. Hold-a-radio-over-my-head-outside-your-window-big. Unfortunate ways that makes me hate you-love you. So pick me. Choose me. Love me.

Ross: I can't imagine my life without you. You know. Without these arms. And your face. This heart. Your good heart, Rach.
Rachel: No. I can't. You're just a totally different person to me now. I used to think of you as some body that would never, ever, ever hurt me. God, now I just can't stop picturing you with her. I can't, it doesen't matter what you say or what you do. It just changed every thing. Forever.
Ross: This can't be it.
Rachel: Then how come it is?

Carrie: Couldn't it be like the wood? And this is my flaw. And you're the other wood that makes us stronger?
Aidan: It's not that simple, Carrie. I just wish I didn't know about this.
Carrie: I just wanted to be honest with you. People make mistakes.
Aidan: I just know myself. This isn't the kind of thing I can get over.

Lucas: I love you, Brooke. I don't know how else I can say it.
Brooke: How about how you show it? I am not pushing you away, Lucas, I am holding on for dear life, but I need you to need me back. Ok, why didn't you tell me about the kiss? And why didn't you call me why you were away? And who won't you ever just let me all the way in?