Charlotte York: I hate it when you're the only single person at a dinner party and they all look at you like you're a...
Carrie Bradshaw: Loser?
Miranda Hobbes: Leper.
Samantha Jones: Whore.
Miranda Hobbes: Christ! When did being single translate into being gay?
Carrie Bradshaw: [to David & Lisa] I'm beginning to think I may not be the marrying kind.
Carrie Bradshaw: [voice over narration] He was like the flesh and blood equivalent of a DKNY dress. You know it's not your style, but it's right there, so you try it on anyway.
Carrie Bradshaw: [voice over narration] One of the best things about living in a city like New York is leaving it. My friend, Patience and her husband invited me out to the Hamptons for the weekend. Patience and Peter were the perfect married couple. They were fun, smart, and they looked like they fell out of a J. Crew catalogue. If their house wasn't right on the beach, I would've hated them.
Miranda Hobbes: When someone gets married all bets are off, they become married and we become the enemy.
Carrie Bradshaw: [voice over narration] As the only single lawyer working at her law firm, Miranda had given this topic some thought.
Samantha Jones: You know, married women are threatened because we can have sex anytime, anywhere, and with anyone.
Carrie Bradshaw: We can?
Samantha Jones: And they're afraid we're gonna have it anytime, anywhere with their husbands.
Charlotte York: I would never sleep with a married man.
Samantha Jones: What makes you so sure you haven't? Wedding rings come off you know. Face it ladies, if you're still single, you are not to be trusted.
Carrie Bradshaw: [voice over narration] Was Miranda right? Were we enemies? Is there a secret cold war between marrieds and singles?
Carrie Bradshaw: [to Carrie] I'm determined to make partner in this firm, even if I have to be a lesbian partner.
Charlotte York: How did you manage to get a new boyfriend in a week?
Carrie Bradshaw: He's not my boyfriend. He's just somebody I'm trying on.
Carrie Bradshaw: [voice over narration] Everywhere I looked, people were standing in two's. It was like Noah's, upper west side rent-controlled ark.
Carrie Bradshaw: Okay, I owe you. I didn't know that all of his buddies were gonna be married. Oh, my god, you're doing tequila shots?
Samantha Jones: [drunk] You see, that buddy over there? I fucked him. You see that buddy over there? I fucked him too. I never thought I'd see them again.
Carrie Bradshaw: Well, maybe you should start tagging your married men and that way you can keep track of them.
Samantha Jones: [drunk, to Carrie, on the possibility that Carrie's boyfriend will propose to her] If you turn into one of those married assholes, I'll kill you.
Samantha Jones: [to Peter] I heard about you. Big pepper mill dick!
Carrie Bradshaw: [voice over narration] As I sifted through the rubble of my marriage skirmish, I had a thought. Maybe the fight between marrieds and singles is like the war in Northern Island. We're all basically the same, but somehow we wound up on different sides. Sure, it'd be great to have that one special person to walk home with, but sometimes there's nothing better than meeting your single girlfriends for a night at the movies.