gossip girl绯闻女孩第一季第二集台词

第二集ur one and only sourceinto the scandalous livesof manhattan's elite.top story on my home page-- serena van der woodsen, everybody's favorite "it" girl, has just returnedfrom a mysterious absence. you'll never believewhat's on "gossip girl." someone saw serena getting off a train at grand central.and everyone is talking. blair,it's serena.serena?and b.'s boyfriend nate-- rumor has it--he's always had a thingfor serena.but you're back now.i didn't come back for you. look, blair's my best friend, and you're her boyfriend,and she loves you.why did she leave?why did she return?must be a lot of rumorswhy you're back.yeah, but none of them mention you.he tries to take his own life, and you're worriedit's gonna cost you, mom?you have no ideawhat it's been like.the best friendand the boyfriend--that's pretty classy, s.and nate's friend chuckwon't let serenaforget about her past.i'm trying to change.i liked you better before. and then there's dan,the outsider.looks like his childhood crush</i> <i>has returned.she doesn't know me.nobody knows me. it's cool. no. no, no, no, no, no.uh, serena, um,do you know this young man? oh, from last night.you remember me?you'd really go outwith some guy you don't know? well, he can't be worsethan the guys i do know.guess whose dad is cool.it's a trick question.yeah,'cause it can't be ours."top ten forgotten bandsof the '90s."yeah, check outwho's number nine.he's very proud.hey! hey,way to be forgotten.why is my daughtergoing to one of your concerts? well, our kids were boundto meet. it's a small island.are you sure it's not some ploy, your using my daughterto get to menow that your wife left you? serena and her mystery man made a surprise appearanceat blair'skiss on the lips party.serena's here?what is she doing here?she wasn't invited.but serena wasn't the only one who made an impression...who's the newbie?jenny made an impressionon chuck.let's go and talk somewhere quieter.get off! stop!hey! that is my little sister! don't youever touch her again!hey, your life is over, slut! she betternot show her face again.i'm actually hopingshe will.you think i got a shotat a second date?we'll talk about itin the cab.and now that s. is back,will the upper east sideever be the same?we're all just dying</i><i>to see what happens next. and who am i?that's a secreti'll never tell.you know you love me.x.o.x.o., gossip girl.i bet you're wonderingwhat gossip girlis doing up so early.truth is, i never went to bed. why waste precious time dreamingwhen waking lifeis so much better?* i did cause a commotion* i can't helpbut make a scene ** ooh* i ain't lookingis there really anything better than a lazy sunday? reading the paper in bed, sipping coffee, scrambling an egg or two. yeah, right.we upper east sidersdon't do lazy.breakfast is brunch,and it comes with champagne, a dress code and a hundredof our closest friends...and enemies.* say, hey,is it gonna be tonight? ** come hit me up,come hit me up *chuck's dad, bart bass,is hosting the annual brunch for his foundation. everyone is invited.well, not everyone.* held me rightoh. hey, you're up.and you'rechecking up on me.i'm okay.really, i'm okay.you know, i was okaywhen you asked me at the party and in the cab,when we got home,before and afteri brushed my teeth.look, i just feelreally stupid.i mean, how couldi have actually thoughtthat chuck bassjust wanted to talk to me? because you trust people, which is normallya good thing.yeah, exceptwhen it involves chuck. yeah, pretty much.so the real question is,uh, how are you?me?why wouldn't i be okay?you know, at the endof the night, with serenaand the--the--the...was it really that bad?this is me.so... good night.yeah.yeah.um, yeah, good night.go! walk herto the door. something. go! okay.oh! oh, god.that hurt a lot.whoa, whoa, stop, stop.sir, stop, stop, stop.aah!oh, i thinki have brain damage.you know what, dan?if you had brain damage,you wouldn't even knowif you had brain damage. no, let's go, please.uh, wi--williamsburg.no!h-hi.so he waved?**no, he was just tryingto be funny.maybe he's shy.or he hates me.no guy in the historyof the world has ever hated you. she probably thinksi hate her now.i've waited my entire adolescent life for a date with this girl, you know,serena van ddsen...and i decide to close the evening with a wave.it was a nice wave.at the end of a date?come on, there's no such thing. and you only get one shot with a girl like serena.i got mine, and i blew it. which meansyou have nothing to lose. no, nothing exceptmy last shred of dignity.oh, no. i think that's gone. you're right.you know what? i'm just--i'm gonna go talk to her.i'm gonna apologizefor the wave.i'm gonna tell herhow much i like her,and i'm gonna askfor a second shot.no, i'm gonna geta second shot.yeah, you are.yeah.wait, wait, wait.i love the plan,but, uh, you needa better outfit.and maybe a shower. whatever.it's probably for the best.the last thing i needin my life is a new guy.he was just so smart,thand--and funny...it sounds likeyou like him.and really nice.god, blair wasso mean to me last night.i don't even know why. whatever.i'm sure if we talk about it,we can work it out.hey, maybe i shouldgo over there.- went to paus brunch at 2 wear peale! - serena had better just stay away. thank you, dorota.(yeah, thanks.we love sleeping at blair's.i don't wantto see serena at school,and she better not showat brunch today.you're really mad at serena.yeah, i hope you neverget that mad at us.well, you would never dowhat serena did.no, never.of course not.i wonder if nateremembered brunch.it would be so wrongfor me to show upwithout my boyfriendwhom i love, and who loves me. mm.hello?hi, sweetie.did i wake you?no, i'm up.well,get some strong coffeeand jump in the shower, sleepyhead.chuck's dad's brunchfor his foundationis today at the palace.oh, right. of course.nathaniel, keep it down.some of us are tryingto regain our strength.your dad's brunch is today.alarm's set for 9:00. it's 10:00.ladies, double-time.hmm?oh, unless... nathaniel...i'm good.actually, could you twobring some coffeewhen you get a chance?and some water... lots of water. you want ice with that?looks likeyou could use some.that's enough, ladies.and i'll be sureto tell my fatherjust how committed you areto the hospitality industry.that kid poppedyou pretty good, huh?never messwith a guy's sister.and if i knew his name,i'd hunt him down and kill him. why, 'cause youkill people now?you gonna strangle himwith your scarf?don't mock the scarf, nathaniel. it's my signature.i'm just saying,death by scarf--not that intimidating.he sucker punched me.i told you.besides,better a broken nosethan a broken heart.what? i didn't even talkto serena last night.who said anythingabout serena?do i look okay?definitelysecond-shot material.all right,then i'm gonna go.oh, um,and about what happened, you know, with, uh, chuck?if you wanna,like, talk to someone...n-not your brother--just let me know.okay.yeah, i'll...all right.hey, uh, wait.actually, there is someonei wanna talk to.hey, hey,where you guys going?i was gonna make waffles. ooh. sorry, dad.yeah, can't.but i wanna hearabout your date.later.and your party.when we get back.you guys misseda really great show,and i makereally good waffles.* my engine's readyto explode, explode, explode * palace hotel lobby.hi. this is,uh, nate archibaldcalling from the bass suite.i know you don't normally give out this information,but can you tell me what room the van der woodsensare in, please?hey, blair. it's me.uh, i guessyou're still sleeping,but i'm gonna come over. i think we need to talk.okay. uh, see you soon. bye.* so if you feel me,let me know, know, know ** come on nowit looks likethe table's all set.as soon as the guests arrive,we can start dishing.here's what's on the menu...* watch me go, go, go, go* get you where you wanna go, if you know what i mean ** baby, you got the keys**my michel perrys?i can't find anything in here! well, it might helpif you unpacked.look, you're home now.it's your life.you should start living it.this is not life,this is a hotel--which we're living in because you decided you didn't likethe color of the wallsin our real home.mom, i saidi'd go to this brunch.what more do you want from me? sweetie, why are youbeing like this?you love parties.this is just not like you.maybe it is like me. maybe you don't know what i'm really like. oh, okay, tell me.(rooney's "when did your heart go missing?" playing)so did you and dan have funat the concert last night?we, um, never made it.we actually ended upat the kiss on the lips party. ah. well,that must have pleased blair. blair? actually,no, not that pleased,which is why i'm goingto talk to her.well just be backin time for brunch, okay? mom.look, honey, i know how hard it is for you to be back,but the moreyou hide yourself away,the more people are gonna think you have something to hide. coming from someonewho's keeping my brotherin an institution.that's different.i mean it. don't be late.* so misled, ohwait! thanks.* i'm waiting,waitinthing ** you're leaving,leaving me hanging ** when did your heartgo missing? ** when didyour heart go missing? * (bach's "brandenburg concerto no. 3" playing)hey. how you doing?uh, i-i was in yesterdaywith serena.how could i forget?yeah, well, um,is she in?just missed her, actually,but you're welcome to wait. okay, maybe i will.she--she probablywon't be that long, right? once she went out and didn't come back for six months, but feel free to sit.over there.over thereis where i'll be.hi, nate.it's great to see you.hi, mrs. van der woodsen. good to see you.oh, i'm just heading out. oh, is serena in?oh, you just missed her,but i'll tell her you came by. i'm sure she'llbe happy to hear it.uh, i don't know aut that. oh, what?come on, serena loves you.i mean, i think she's always had a little crush on you.of course, you and blairare the perfect couple. mm. is serena gonna be long?i could just wait.oh, well, dexter herecan take care of you.i'm just gonna step outfor a while.nate's gonna waitfor serena.great. he can get in line behind that guy.i had a feelingyou'd be back.dan, is it?humphrey. yes.it's nice to see you again, mrs. van der woodsen.i hope you've hada pleasant, uh...uh, 21 hourssince i last saw you.yes, it hasbeen very pleasant...until now.gentlemen.hey.hey.blair?hey.serena.hey, i got two bone-dry caps and audrey.i musthave totally blankedon the partwhere i invited you over.i-i called you.blair, it's sunday morning. coffee, croissants, "breakfast at tiffany's."it's our tradition.i have new traditions now. well, they're not traditionsif they're new.look, blair, i'm really tryingto make an effort here.i thought everythingwas good between us.it was...before i found outyou had sex with my boyfriend. how'd you find out?nate told me.at least he felt he owed itto me to tell the truth.i don't know what to say.don't bother saying anything.i wouldn't believe you anyway. blair, it was...you know...i always knewyou were a whore.i never took youfor a liar, too.blair, how can i fix this?you don't, serena. you just stay awayfrom me,my boyfriendand my friends.you're done here.serena's visit was shortand apparently not very sweet. but you know what is? revenge.we hear it's best served cold. who's hungry?dorota, i told youi didn't want to see anyone.hi, jenny.hi.what do you want?uh...i realized that i still haveyour calligraphy pensfrom the party invitations,and thought you mightneed them for something.that is the lamest excusei've ever heard.you wanna know what chuck bass is saying about you.no.is he... saying things?is anyone?mm... no.not yet, anyway.chuck likes to brag abouthis conquests, not his victims. come on. you can help meget ready for brunch.okay. sure.nice flowers.they're hydrangeas.just coffee.i'm not staying long.i'd like to get out of herebefore someone throws me down and tattoos me.this is brooklyn, lil,not the warped tour.and don't tell me you hadall your tattoos removed.i mean, even that one,that little heart-shaped one between your, uh...uh, don't try to be cute, okay? those daysare well behind you.and here i thought i was getting better-looking every day.so what's the big emergency? dan went outwith serena last night.and us humphreyssure are proud of him.well, currently,he's sitting in the lobbyof the hotelwhere we're living.hi. can i help you?two americanos...one with an extra shot?mm-hmm.you don't actually thinki'm gonna tell my kidwho he can and can't date.i mean, is that reallythe reason you came down here? oh, well, i knowwhat you're implying.admit it.you're falling for me again.you're right, you're right.it's the low-income tax bracket, the bad v-neck t-shirts,the awful jokes.i don't knowwhy your wife you.well, she's got bettertaste than you.here you are. thanks.i mean, come on.why else have i seen you more in the last 2 daysthan in the last 15 years?an unfortunate twist of fate. but fate nonetheless.unless you, uh...are you seeing someone? no, not really.uh-huh, not serious...or he's married.that is your type.that's enough, rufus.what's his name?i've read about himin "forbes" or "rolling stone"? well, whoever he is, i'm sure he can't keep up with you. well, i'm gonna take thatas a compliment,but i'm serious.i'm worried about serena.i don't need some new boy influencing her,distracting herfrom her needs.well, no offense, lil,but i'm guessing a kid like dan is exactly what serena needs. so, uh...what do you needto talk to serena about? nothing,just in the neighborhood. you?i...am nowhere nearthe neighborhood,but i'm workingon a better excuse.you guys, like...oh, uh...i... i don't know.yeah, well,that's serena.with her,you'll never know. nathaniel.there you are.what are you doing? nothing, waiting for you. him?hey, what are youdoing here?why, what is this--uh, your hotel?actually, it is.yeah, so unless you havea reason to be here,i'll have to ask youto wait on the curbwith the rest of the trash. trash? look, man,i live in brooklyn, all right? not the ozarks...no offense to the ozarks.but don't you think we're taking this class warfare thing a little too far?i haven't even started, man. okay, man, let's just go.don't tell me you're sticking up for serena's new bitch.if anyone's got a reasonto kick his ass, it's you.he's not worth it.not here.this isn't over.hey, anytime, man.that one black eyelooks a little lonely.come on, chill out.wow. blair, it's...it's beautiful.i mean, you look... beautiful.it's average.the color is last season,and besides,stella mccartney has a much better versionat bergdorf's.right. i... i've been meaningto go by bergdorf's.wow,these dolls are great.oh, my god.you have a cabbage patch.my brother used to have oneof these. his name was cedric. your brother's nameis cedric?uh, no that washis cabbage patch kid.my brother's name is dan. actually, you might know him. he, um, he went outwith serena last night.that's your brother?so does that meanyou're friends with serena now?i mean, i don't havea problem with her,but if someone did havea problem with her,i wouldn't have a problemwith that either.you know...if you like that dress,you can have it.what? no, no.i'm sure you'llfind some way to repay me. oh, blair, thank you.i mean,for the dress and...for the other thingabout, uh, about chuck.if you want to bepart of this world, jenny, people will talk... eventually,and you need to decideif all this is worth it.(ferraby lionheart's "the ballad of gus and sam" playing)* i'm an honest guy* i've got no reason to lie* you're a superstitious girl dan. hey.i-i-i wasin the neighborhood...uh, give or take 70 blocks.* yeah, i can tellum, i just wantedto tell you in personthat, uh,the end of last nightmay have not beenmy finest hour.there was a, uh, a wave.i-i-i saw that, yeah.yeah, yeah, and since then,i've justbeen wondering, uh...* your position's goodare you hungry?yes.actually, i've hadg.worsmorninwell, you--you wanna--you wanna talk?and eat? not necessarilyin that order.yes, i would love to do both, but food first,because i'm starving. great.just in time for brunch. mom.ms. van der woodsen. dan... still here.look, mom,i really don't thinkit's a good ideafor me to go to that brunch. you promised.yeah, but that was bef-- before i knew danwas hungry, too.i can't let the boy starve.it would be inhumane.he's not invited.yeah, that's whyi'm going with him.because i can't gowith her.and we have plansto go to brunch togethwe had those plans.serena, you're home,living under my roof,my rules.what is it gonna taketo get you dressedand through that door?(joss stone's "tell me 'bout it" playing)* i need a little lovingat least two times a day ** so when i call you, boy,you better run here right away * * let's have a show of hands* who's addicted to their man?* if i can do the thingsi want to you *??uh, you know what? may-- maybe this was a-a bad idea.you've got to be kidding. yeah, this was--this was definitely a bad idea.this should be fun. looks like chuck and blair showed upwith quite an appetite...for destruction, that is.oh, tell me, babytell me, babyhey, dad,how's the new song going?oh, i thinki need more coffee.whatever works.where'd you get the dress?oh, it was a thank you-gift from blair for doingthe party invitations.oh, and it looks like avery expensive thank you-gift. dad, she has a closetthe size of this apartmentjust full of them.see, her mom designed it.and her mom is very talented,but the dress you madefor yourself is much nicer.which is whyyou don't wear dresses.uh, one of a coupleof reasons.hey, you thinkthe farmers market's still open? yeah. why, you wanna go?yeah.i thought you were getting tooold to go places with your dad. well, you used to be cool,and the '90sare having a comeback.you have no ideahow much that hurts.well, i can't say muchfor his child-rearing skills,but bart bassknows brunch.um, i, uh, i-i need to usethe ladies room.uh, you think you'll be okayby yourself for a while?yeah. come on.me and, uh, some beluga caviar? can't get enoughof the stuff.hey, how's it going?no, you're--you're okay.yeah, just, uh, go ahead and do your thing.oh, noheyshe's at the bottomof that bottleyeahshe's only one more swallow heycharles.would you excuse me? father.the, uh,the invitation said"black tie,"not "black eye."are you okay?i mean, if you'rein some kind of trouble...only of my own making.why do you thinki do all this, huh?this party is for you,okay?so you can meet people,you know,become a part of something, make some kind of change. really?i thought it wasanother excuse for an open bar and, uh, rehiringof the nearly nude statues.do me a favor, will you?lose the scotch.it's barely noon.she's at the bottom of that bottle heyserena, i really needto talk to you.actually, i need to talk to you, which means you can listen. nate, you told blair.what were you thinking? look, i want to explain.excuse me.sorry.we can't talk here.what,where blair might see us?meet me in chuck's suite.i'm not sneaking around with you. please. just to talk.ten minutes.i'll meet you up there.you look beautiful,as always.where's your lovely mothertoday?paris. must be some dramaat the atelier.oh, nothing too dramatic,i hope.her line is doing very well.i was just telling my firm whata great investment she'd make.she's really going places.hopefully placesfar, far away.just kidding.hey. let me get you a refill.i'll be right back.i'll go with you.excuse us.oh, noblair seems happy.it looks like, uh,you're taking careof business, as discussed.dad, not everything in life'sa business deal.come talk to mein thirty years.i want to introduce youto timothy good.hi.his firm has got some really interesting summer internships.nice to meet you. she's only one more swallowhey from being oh, so hollow hey, heyi can't believe serenacame to this brunch.i told her to stay away.you worried about nate?just a shot in the dark.i think you know what you need to do to get his attention.and what's that?the key to my suite,nate's heartand your future happiness.i'm honored to be playing even a small rolein your deflowering.you're disgusting.yes, i am, so why be shy?just grab nateand finish this.report back with details.oh, noheyshe's at the bottomnice to meet you. dad.hey, can i get you a drink??how about me?um...what, you havea better offer or...no, of course not.yeah?uh, now?now. now.swallowhey, hey, hey, hey, hey mmm.where are we going?i got us the best roomin the whole place.wait,this is chuck's suite. nate.serena?blair.spotted--n. and b.hot and heavy in the hallsof the palace hotel,only to find s.already waiting.sparks were flying for sure,but will it be a 3-wayor d-day?is she doing here?i was meeting nate.just to talk, i swear.you said you'd never speak to her again. you said that? why would you say that? because you can't be trusted.it's not serena's fault.do not defend her.i asked her to come.oh. oh, so youdo want to talk to her. yes, to explainwhy i'm not talking to her.maybe i'll leave you twoto finish that fascinating conversation.oh, no, no. i'll go. let youguys get back to your quickie.it wasn't a quickie.sex is actually kind ofa big deal to some of us.oh, yeah, i can see that.chuck's bed? very romantic.classy, too.oh, like you?i'll bet your new friend dan wouldlove to hearall about how classy you are.dan? what...what, you really thinkshe would tell him? it's blair.i can't believe you told her.you just expected me to keep it a secret? yes, nate. there's nothing wrongwith keeping a secretif the truth is gonna hurt someone.that's a hell of a way to look at things. oh, i'm sorry. i didn'trealize all of a suddenyou're the most honest guyon the planet.well, it just seems to methat you're the onethat doesn't want to be seen together in public.no, ido want to be seen together.i just don't want to see youwith anyone else.tell your haremof shopgirls and modelsthat you're seeing someone.i am, but those conversations take a little time.well, they've got nothingbut time, bart. they're 25.excuse me.dan, wailook, i really don't appreciateyour lurking in the shadows, eavesdroppingon my private conversation.what? no. no, no, i wasn't.i was looking for serena.well, i don't see her.do you?no, which is why i was looking.i don't knowwhat you're doing hereor what you think you heard... nothing. i heard nothing.but serena doesn't know.and neither do i, okay?so now if you'll excuse me,i'm gonna go back inside,not tell anyone a thingand mind my own business.so if you feel me,let me know,w, kwcome on now, what youwaiting for, for, for?my engine's readyto explode, explode, explodeso start me upand watch me go, go, godan.hi. i'm blair waldorf,serena's friend.oh, hey. yeah, uh, do youhappen to know where she is?as a matter of fact, i do.blair.serena, there you are.uh, where were you?she was waiting in a hotel roomfor my boyfriend.to talk.about why we weren't talking.that doesn't sound any smarter the second time.why weren't you talking?does this haveanything to do withwhy you were waiting for serena this morning?you were what?and here i thought you were waiting for me.oh, exactly what the situation needs--chuck.now what is going on here?we were just getting into that.blair, please, don't do this.sorry. oh,do you wanna tell him?i'll tell him.you know?i know everything.and apparently,i know nothing.look, dan, it--it was a long time ago, and i regret it.nlook, serena,stop trying to pretendyou're a good girl.so you slept withyour best friend's boyfriend.i kind of admire youfor it.is that true? well, then she ran awayand lied about it.i just thought you should knowbefore you fall head over heelsfor your perfect girland her perfect world,and then get left all alonewith no one but your cabbage patch kid. cabbage patch?did you talk to my sister?ah, yes, little jenny.i do believe she and ihave some unfinished business.you stay away from her.poor daniel. so little time,so many sluts to defend.it's fine. it's fine.everyone can stop looking.he's a jerk...but it's my fault,and--and i'm leaving.i--i'll go with you.actually,i'd prefer if you didn't.hope you're happy.not even close.looks likeit's just you and me.apparently,my room is available.shut up and drive,drive, drivesome might call thisa "fustercluck,"but on the upper east side,we call it sunday afternoon.dan, wait. i'm so sorry.there's no--there's no need to be. really, i shouldn't have comehere today. i made a mistake.no, you didn't. look, i'm sorryabout blair and chuck--it's not aboutblair or chuck.。