JESS-Shall we? DEAN-Shall we what? JESS-Shall we go? DEAN-Go where? JESS-Go eat. DEAN-Excuse me? JESS-The person who buys the basket wins the company of the person who makes the basket for lunch. *Jess holds up basket*-Basket, *Jess points to Rory*-Basket maker *Jess points to Dean*-Guy who didn’t bring enough money.
but he doesn't die.
Gilmore Girls is an awful, awful show.
mitch...you watch gilmore girls? here's another one: [Camp. Rory is looking up at a huge scaffold that has been set up in the field. Several people are standing on top holding umbrellas. Logan joins her.] LOGAN: Hope you’re thinking up superlatives. RORY: What are they going to do? LOGAN: What do you think they’re going to do? RORY: They’re not going to jump. LOGAN: Jump! RORY: That’s like seven stories! They’ll die! LOGAN: We’re all going to die one day. RORY: But those four are today. LOGAN: Six. RORY: I see four. LOGAN: I’m heading up. RORY: Of course you are.
yes. STARS HOLLOW SIDEWALK - NIGHT [Luke, nicely dressed with keys in hand, walks around his truck and spots Lorelai approaching.] LORELAI: Luke. LUKE: Hey, I was just coming to meet you. LORELAI: I know. Yeah. [nervously smoothing hair] Could we uh, -- I need to --- I'm sorry, I need to reschedule our dinner. LUKE: Oh sure. LORELAI: Yeah, I'm just very tired. LUKE: Okay. LORELAI: So I'm sorry that I made you get all dressed up. LUKE: That's okay, it's good for me to do it every once in awhile. It reminds me why I'm not an accountant. LORELAI: [odd giggle] Okay. LUKE: [concerned] Everything okay? LORELAI: What? LUKE: Are you okay? LORELAI: Why? LUKE: Because you don't look okay. LORELAI: Well, geez, take me now, sailor. LUKE: I mean, you look distracted. LORELAI: Distracted, no. Well, maybe -- yeah. Distracted, okay, sure. I'm very distracted. LUKE: Anything I can do? LORELAI: You know, there are very few times in my life when I find myself sitting around thinking, "I wish I was married," but today, I mean -- I'm happy. You know? I like my life. I like my friends. I like my stuff. My time, my space, my TV. LUKE: Yeah, sure. LORELAI: But every now and then, just for a moment, I wish I had a partner, someone to pick up the slack. Someone to wait for the cable guy, make me coffee in the morning, meet the stupid sink before it gets sent back to Canada. [wanders to nearby bench and sits] LUKE: What happened? [joins her on bench] LORELAI: [ Voice breaking ] Um... [ Sniffles ] I just thought I had everything under control, but I didn't, and the inn is just falling apart. This has been my dream forever, and I have it, and it's here, and I'm failing. I can't handle it. I just spend every minute running around and working and thinking. [Luke puts his arm across the back of the bench and listens quietly.] And I thought I would have help, but Sookie has Davey, and Michel has Celine, and I'm -- I can't do it all by myself. [[Luke moves closer.] And I don't even have time to see my kid, and hell, forget see her, just even talk to her. And I miss her. And I sat there in my parents' house just listening to my grandmother basically call me a charity case, and I couldn't even argue with her. I couldn't even say anything, because I am. I'm running out of money, and I don't know what to do about it, and I was gonna, I was gonna ask you for $30,000 at dinner tonight. That's how pathetic I am. LUKE: Thirty thousand dollars. Well, okay, I mean if you -- LORELAI: I don't want to talk about it now. I don't want to think about it. [hiding face, she leans against his chest] I'm failing. [ Sobs ] I'm failing. [Luke hugs her close, strokes her hair, and gently rubs her arm.] LUKE: You are not failing. LORELAI: [muffled] I don't know what to do. I don't know what to do. I don't know what to do. LUKE: [gently] It's okay.
