“he rarely colored inside the line.”
“Ever thine. Ever mine. Ever ours.” - Big (quoting Beethoven)
- Carrie - “I’ve done the merry-go-round. I’ve been through the revolving door. I feel like I met somebody I can stand still with for a minute and…don’t you wanna stand still with me?”
- Big - “You drag me out to a park at three in the morning to ask me if I wanna stand still with you?”
- Carrie - “Yes.”
“In a city of infinite options…sometimes there’s no better feeling than knowing you only have one.” -Carrie Bradshaw
“I had told Louise to put Big in a place where I would never have to hear from him again.
As soon as I typed in ‘love’ there he was.
And because Big still didn’t have the words…he retyped a love letter from Beethoven. And Lord Byron. And John Keats. And Voltaire.
There they were. ‘The Love Letters of Great Men - Volume One’. Plus one more…written by John James Preston…” -Carrie Bradshaw
you do this every time. every time. what do you have, some kind of radar? carrie might be happy, it’s time to sweep in and shit all over it?
what? no, no. look, i came here to tell you something. i made a mistake. you and i…
you and i, nothing! you cannot do this to me again. you cannot jerk me around.
carrie, listen. it is different this time.
oh, it’s never different. it’s six years of never being different. but this is it, i am done. don’t call me, ever again. forget you know my number. in fact, forget you know my name.
and you can drive down this street all you want, because i don’t live here anymore.
one of my personal favourite scenes ever.