Secret Diary of a Call Girl, Series 3

Belle:
Do you ever feel like you've bitten off more than you can chew?

Jesse:
All the time.

Belle:
Yeah? What you do about it?

Jesse:
Well, either spit it out or... swallow.

Belle:
Breezing through reception areas looking inconspicuous is my forte. Well, usually. At my publisher's office, I feel I might as well be wearing a flashing sign that reads "hooker."

Belle:
We all fantasise to escape our ordinary lives. And in my line of work, I am the fantasy. Every encounter lingers like a ghost, following me all the way home. It keeps me company. Someone to share the secret of who I am, and what I've just done.

Hannah:
My sister's still here and you can't meet her. Now I've got to go.

Bambi:
Why? Is it because I'm common?

Hannah:
What?!

Bambi:
Is it because I'm black?

Hannah:
No, it's because you're a whore, you muppet.

Belle:
[to Duncan] For the record, I do it better than I write it.

Duncan:
[reading a print draft of Belle's next book] This third paragraph is lovely.

Belle:
People don't normally think of sucking cock as lovely.

Duncan:
I do.

Belle:
And the shoes? Do you like these?

Duncan:
Yeah, they're great. Very, erm...

Belle:
F***able?

Duncan:
I was gonna say vintage.

Belle:
What is kinky? Something with kinks or twists. Well, that's all of us, isn't it? It's just a matter of finding who fits with your kinks. To be loved unconditionally... that would be something.

Belle:
Love is overrated, and built on very shaky ground, whereas an affair with a wardrobe... it's solid and it lasts forever.

[Belle and Duncan are discussing the possibility of a relationship]

Belle:
Say we meet after work, and you say, "How was your day, darling?" And I'm like, "Yeah, it was fine, I had sex with this guy. It was nothing. How was yours?"

Duncan:
Well, if I've been with a guy, then I'll tell you.

Belle:
I've slept with 1,036 men.

Duncan:
No, I can't top that.

Belle:
If you're gonna do roleplay, you have to do it completely. You have to get every detail right. But it's not just about the clothes. Or the props. You have to work out how he wants to feel, get inside his head, find the spark of the fantasy, fan it... till it's on fire.

Duncan:
So this bar is full of escorts.

Belle:
Well, I don't know about full, but yeah.

Duncan:
Go on, then. Where?

Belle:
Oh, you wanna play Guess the Escort?

Belle:
[on her way to visit a male escort] I've spent all this time writing about clients, but I don't know what it's like to be a client, so... This is just research. Duncan approves of research, so... not cheating. Is it?

Hannah:
I think we're just confusing things a bit.

Duncan:
What do you mean?

Hannah:
I think you wanna be having sex with Belle, not me.

Hannah:
[at Bambi's wedding] Weddings bring out the best in people... even if you don't follow all the traditions. Who said you had to be a virgin to wear white? You don't have to be a prince to marry a princess. And not all fairy godmothers carry a wand.

Hannah:
[to Duncan, after learning he had a professional appointment with Bambi] I'm a whore... who has sex for money, who gets judged and looked down on. But you know what? When I look at you, I can hold my head up high.