Gilmore Girls

Lorelai: It's not just Luke. Christopher: Lor... Lorelai: I mean you were right. There are feelings there...because...when that ended I just jumped. Christopher: I pushed you. Lorelai: I jumped. But if that's all there was...if that's all it was...we could fix it, you know...with time. Christopher: But it's not. Lorelai: (Lorelai shakes her head) You've always been this...possibility for me. (She looks at him affectionately) This wonderful possibility but it's just not right...and I'm so sorry. (Shakes her head) I am so sorry. Christopher: (Sadly, hanging his head) Yeah. I guess I should have known, huh. It took me 20 years to get you to say yes. Lorelai: (Breaking into tears) I need you to know...that you're the man...I want to want. Christopher: I know. Lorelai: (Sobbing) You have no idea how badly I wish. Christopher: I do. I do know. (After a long pause) I do. (He grabs her hand.)

Christopher: Clearly we have some issues. Lorelai: Issues, what issues, we got in a fight, you took off. Christopher: I was mad. Lorelai: (Sarcastically) Oh you were mad. Then never mind. You should have left.

Logan: Can I ask you a question? Rory: Yeah, anything. Logan: Has Paris ever belly danced before? Rory: No, I think this is her first class. Logan: Another question? Rory: Shoot. Logan: Why the hell aren't we over there watching her?

Logan: I'll call you later? Rory: Sounds good. Logan: I love you. Rory: You, too. (Hangs up with a dreamy looking face) Paris: What's with the goofy look? Rory: Hmm? Paris: Your face. It's right out of a, Harlequin Romance.

(talking about how Chris left and hadn't come home for two days) Rory: Look, I'm not a kid anymore, okay? I get to have an opinion, and I get to pick a side. And I'm on your side, like it or not. Lorelai: Okay. Rory: And it's not just because you're right and he's wrong. I'm on your side, no matter what. Lorelai: No matter what? I mean, even if I cut off all your hair while you were sleeping, would you still be on my side then? Rory: Yep. Lorelai: What if I signed you up for a camping trip and made you go? Rory: Even then. Lorelai: What if I put a secret clause on your birth certificate that says when you turn 23, your name changes to Hildegarde? Rory: There's no such thing as a birth-certificate clause. Lorelai: I had a really good lawyer.

Rory: Quick! Get me into a microeconomic mood. Lorelai: Uh Okay! Supply and demand. Profit margins. Pork bellies. Rory: You had me 'til pork bellies.

(Sookie is waiting in the library) Michel: Please sit down. (everyone sits) Ok, I am ready to hear your ideas for the funeral. Lorelai: Uh, ok ummm gosh our ideas, well, we've got sooo many ideas Sookie: So so many! Why don't you start, with uh, the ideas. Lorelai: Ok, um well first of all we thought we'd put him in a box- Michel: A box? Lorelai: A bag? Michel: A bag?! Lorelai: Sorry, animal disposal isn't my area of expertise. Michel: Chin Chin has been cremated at the animal hospital. After the memorial his ashes will be scattered under the Poplar tree behind my house, where he so often went to think. Lorelai: Aww, ok cool. Sookie: Oh a tree! That's nice. Michel: Why don't you just talk me through the particulars of the event? Lorelai: Right, ok...um well we uh we thought we would have it here? Michel: Hmm that sounds good. Lorelai: Ok, during lunch. Michel: During lunch? Lorelai: Or before lunch? Sookie: Or after lunch? Lorelai: Either way, before or after lunch, doesn't matter. Michel: Why must it relate to lunch at all?! Lorelai: Oh, it doesn't have to we were just using lunch as a measure of time- Sookie: -a way to you know, break up the day- Lorelai: Yes, totally arbitrary. Michel: I was thinking twilight might be nice. Lorelai: Great!...well then 5 o'clock it is, that's uh a wonderful, idea...Sookie, what else, was on our list?, do you have yours with you? Sookie: You know...I don't, sorry, uh I left mine, with yours, sooo- Michel: -the flowers. Lorelai: Oh! Sookie: Oh, that was the first thing on our list! Loreai: There will definitely be flowers! Michel: I was thinking gerber daisies would be nice, maybe in reds, yellows, oranges, to complement his fur. Lorelai: Done and done. Michel: Can I trust you to liase with the florist? Lorelai: I'll liase with the florist. Michel: Let's discuss the programs. Lorelai: The programs- Sookie: You want programs? Michel: Do you think when the Princess of Wales was entered at Althorp, the Spencer family was asked whether or not they wanted programs?! Lorelai: ...probably not. Michel: I assume there are no stationary selections for me to choose from yet! Lorelai: Not yet- Michel: You know what? Who cares! Why don't we just use fax paper and hey, why not print them out on the computer, after all it's just a dog! Lorelai: Hey, Michel don't worry about the programs ok, we'll make up something really nice for you. Michel: (teary) Fine. Now shall we go over the menus. Lorelai: Ahh the menus! Well Sookie, take it away. Sookie: Oh hey! Stay, I'd love your input. Lorelai: You've always let me know that when it comes to food, you're the boss, well, you're the boss. (leaves as Sookie goes to grab her arm)

Lorelai: Oh, hi! Michel: Hello Lorelai. Welcome back. Lorelai: Thanks. What's with the dog? Sookie: Yeah, why is that here? Michel: I assume you are talking about Paw Paw. Sookie: I'm talking about the furry thing that you know you're not supposed to bring to work, due to the fact that many of our guests do not enjoy finding dog hairs in their lobster bisk. Michel: I had no choice but to bring him in today, Paw Paw could not be left alone, his brother Chin Chin passed away last night. Lorelai: Michel, i'm so sorry! Michel: Paw Paw is beside himself. Sookie: I'm really sorry Michel. Michel: You didn't even like him. Sookie: Sure I did! That little guy! Michel: You called him a walking flea circus. Lorelai: Yea...uh Chin Chin was a wonderful dog Michel. Michel: Thank you. Sookie: Yeah! Yeah, remember at the labour day picnic, I dropped my sandwich, and I was like oh great now I gotta clean this all up and Chin Chin just came in and scooped it up and...saved me that trip... Michel: That was Paw Paw. Sookie: What? Noooo... Michel: I was standing right there! That was Paw Paw who ate your sandwich; Chin Chin didn't even like BBQ. Sookie: Oh well, still... Michel: Still what!? Are your two stinky little children interchangeable?! Sookie: Hey, excuse me! Lorelai: What Sookie means to say and what I mean to say is we are very sorry for your loss. Michel: Thank you Lorelai. He was always such a sweet little dog, huh what a personality!; so warm. Lorelai: Warm yes and um fuzzy and um... Michel: I just can't believe he's gone. It doesn't feel real. I miss him so much. Lorelai: Well you should have a memorial or something. Sookie: Oh yeah, that's a good idea. Michel: I suppose it is. Lorelai: Yeah, it'll give you and Paw Paw a chance to say goodbye. Michel: That would be nice! Could you do it by tomorrow? Lorelai: Me? What... Michel: If you are going to put together a memorial it should be soon. Lorelai: Uhh, yea, sure, tomorrow would be fine. Michel: Alright, that sounds fine. Well I guess I should get started on the guest list, there are so many people who will want to pay their respects. (leaves) Lorelai: Any objections to holding a Chow funeral speak now although it's already too late!

Lorelai: You're looking good Dad. I'd say you shaved a few minutes off your last lap. If I had to guess, I think you are clocking in at about a 45 minute mile, which puts you just behind Ms. Abaloni. Emily: Lorelai really. Richard: Now I think that's an unfair comparison, Ms. Abaloni had her bypass two whole days before mine. Lorelai: No no no, no excuses! You're just going to have to dig a little deeper. Rory: Come on Grandpa! Just visualize Ms. Abaloni eating your dust! Emily: Rory! Honestly. Richard: No it's alright. (walks a little faster) How's this? Lorelai: Wow! I would say we have a new slow walk leader in the cardiac recovery wing. Hey, do you hear that? Hhhhhhhhh (pretends to be a big crowd cheering) Rory: What? The crowd cheering? Lorelai and Rory: Wooooooo! Rory: Yeah Grandpa!! Emily: Oh would you two stop, you're making a scene. Lorelai: Mr. Gilmore, congratulations on your recent victory. Any opinions about the allogations of steroid use amoung your fellow athletes? Richard: Well, I consider myself proof positive that it can be done, and done clean!

Lorelai: Oh, well, then, there you go, huh? We'll just find, uh, "My Heart." "My Heart Belongs to Daddy," "My Heart Belongs to Me," "My Heart Belongs to You." My heart can't make up its mind. Zach: How about "Tears in Heaven"? That's a wicked song. Lorelai: Well, "My Heart is Crying for You," "My Heart is Waiting," "My Heart Stood Still." People very interested in this whole heart thing. Zach: "I will always love you" -- it's got the cheese factor, but it's still at least a legitimate… Lorelai: "My Heart Will Go On." Michel: Oh, good! They have it!

Christopher: I was there. I saw your dad. I checked in. Lorelai: "Checked in." I'm not the 6:40 to Buffalo.

Rory: He's just been so great. I mean he's really been there for me for the past couple days. I had to practically send him away from the hospital yesterday. Paris: I know. It's amazing. I never thought you guys were gonna last. Rory: What? Paris: I'm just being honest. I mean Logan Huntzberger? Between the women and the drinking, that kid was on the Colin Farrell freeway about to pull over into the Robert Downey Jr. rest stop.

Lorelai: Hey, so you know that young guy who's been visiting Miss Santiago in room 236? Not her son. Her boyfriend. Rory: No! Lorelai: Yes. Richard: Girls, I don't think that's any of our business. Emily: But he's at least 20 years younger than she is. Lorelai: 32 according to the night nurse. Rory: 32? Emily: He's just a boy. What could they possibly have to talk about? Lorelai: I don't think they're doing a whole lot of talking, if you know what I mean. Emily: I most certainly do not know what you mean.

Paris: (about Doyle and Logan) Let's make them get tattoos, it's like we branded them.

Lorelai: Honey, Look. You don't have to be mad at your dad. It's a complicated situation. Rory: Mom, stop it. I'm not Switzerland! Lorelai: What? Rory: I'm on your side!

Lorelai: (to Zach) That sounds great. We didn't need a song that necessarily had "dogs" in the lyrics. Right, Michel? Michel: Whatever. David Bowie sounds like a hoot.

Lorelai: And that's why, in order to save my marriage, the only thing I can do is cut Luke out, right? Sookie: Right Lorelai: (sigh) Sookie: I'm sorry. It's just, I have a but. Lorelai: Yes. Sookie: If there were no Luke. I mean, no Luke in the past...no Luke in the picture. Lorelai: Yeah? Sookie: Well, would it be Christopher? I mean, would he be "the one"?

Lorelai: Well, she's got a nice butt. Rory: What? Lorelai: It's the hospital gowns. Believe me, I wish I did not know that.