Gossip Girl, Season 1

Chuck:
[Smoking a joint] This is some good stuff.

Nate:
Yeah, I'm gonna need it. Blair's mom is in the country house.

Chuck:
Well then maybe I should swipe some of my dad's Viagra, or my mom's Paxil... Nathaniel! You're finally about to have sex with your girlfriend and it's like you're headed to your execution.

Nate:
Nah, man, I'm good.

Chuck:
Talk to Chuck, buddy. You and Blair have been dating forever. All of a sudden there's a problem?

Nate:
There's no problem. It's just, do you ever feel like our whole lives have been planned out for us? Like we're just gonna end up like our parents?

Chuck:
That's a dark thought.

Nate:
Aren't we entitled to choose, just to...be happy?

Chuck:
Look, easy, Socrates. What we're entitled to is a trust fund, maybe a house in the Hamptons, a prescription drug problem. But happiness does not seem to be on the menu, so smoke up and seal the deal with Blair, cause you're also entitled to tap that ass.