Catherine:
Charles Bass?
Chuck: I'm sorry. I wasn't expecting anyone so young or so beautiful.
Chuck: I'm sorry. I wasn't expecting anyone so young or so beautiful.
Catherine:
Just because I didn't give birth to Marcus doesn't mean I'm any less interested
in his well-being. I don't usually take meetings
with
children, Charles, so what do you have to say for yourself?
Chuck:
Plenty.
GossipGirl:
Lordy, lordy, look who's 40--or at least a well-preserved 38. We knew Chuck had
a thing for older women, but is this risky business or strictly business?
...
...
Blair:
Wasn't that wonderful? Thank you, Ingrid and Beatrice.
Ingrid:
I'm Ingrid. she's Beatrice.
Blair:
That's what I said. Ah! I just love Mozart.
Marcus:
Uh, that wasn't Mozart.
Blair:
Come, come.
Serena:
Blair, who are these people?
Blair:
Dorota invited them. Dan, hi!
Serena:
Uh, no-- I'm sorry.
Blair:
Come meet the lord.
Dan:
Okay. Uh, h-hello, Lord. I'm Dan Humphrey.
Marcus:
Marcus Beaton. Nice to meet you, Dan. Do--do you know Serena?
Dan:
I do.
Serena:
He does.
Blair:
Dan is a football fanatic. He's a huge Chelsea fan.
Serena:
Oh, me, too. I just love the Balenciaga store.
Marcus:
Freshen your drink?
Blair:
Mm. yes, please.
Dan:
So, uh... Sh-she actually refers to him as "the lord"?
Serena:
I'm so glad you're here. Chuck.
Dan:
The name's Dan.
Serena:
No, Chuck's here, and Blair didn't invite him.
Dan:
Maybe he's her plus-one.
Blair:
What are you doing here?
Chuck:
Blair.
Serena:
That's Nate's... Mom's friend. Um, I have to go. I'll be back.
Chuck:
I thought you might like to meet my friend.
Blair:
Why? So she can warn me about the effects of too much botox?
Catherine:
Blair, is it? I'm Duchess Beaton.
Blair:
The Duchess?
Serena:
The duchess?
Blair:
Nice to meet you.
...
Serena:
Come on. if you really like him, just apologize.
Blair:
What good will it do me now? Duchess? I am so sorry about what I said about the
botox. Your work is flawless. Look, I know you're here with Chuck, and I can
only imagine what he's said about me-- limo sex, social torture of freshmen,
blackmail. But I assure you, there is an explanation for all of it.
Catherine:
Save your breath, Blair. Chuck didn't tell me a thing.
Blair:
Oh. He didn't?
Serena:
Wait. He--he didn't?
Catherine:
I told him not to bother. None of it makes any difference to me, because
nothing will change the fact that despite your best efforts-- which are
completely transparent, by the way-- Marcus is never going to end up with a
lowly Waldorf.
Serena:
Nate.
Catherine:
Nate?
Nate:
Catherine?
Blair:
You two know each other?
Serena:
No. No, no, no. Yeah, well, just from Book Club this summer. But that's it.
They've had no other personal contact. Uh, Blair's dating Catherine's stepson.
And, Catherine, Nate's Blair's ex.
GossipGirl:
What's this? Chuck's date and Blair's date are mother and son, and Nate and Blair
are exes, and Nate and the mother are in a Book Club? Now there's a novel plot
twist.
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