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4.19

Title: Afterboom

LORELAI: Luke, that is a Mail Boxes Etc.

LORELAI: How about a friend's house?
LUKE: Dougie and Scooter are off at camp.

KIRK: Aren't they a kick? And here is our cartoon series.
LORELAI: Hey, do you have any Lucille Balls left? (dt: Callimero aus dem Ei)
[…]
LORELAI: [gasps] "Bewitched?" I love "Bewitched."
KIRK: Me too. Dr. Bombay was a big influence on me.
LORELAI: Oh, my God -- Serena? I wanted to be Serena. With that hair...
KIRK: And the miniskirts...
LORELAI: And the groovy, psychedelic music...
KIRK: Did you practice the twitch?
LORELAI: Oh, who didn't practice the twitch? [giggles]
[Luke tries to concentrate and begins to look impatient]
KIRK: Tabitha was so lucky. And hey, what ever happened to her little brother Adam? I mean, they determined in episode 242 that he was a warlock, and then...
[…]
KIRK: [speaking quietly] Remember when Endora called him "Derwood?"

LORELAI: This is Lorelai Gilmore.
[Cut between Rory's dorm room and Stars Hollow outside.]
RORY: No, this is Lorelai Gilmore.
LORELAI: Ooh, "Gaslight."

JASON: I left a message for Dad. I talked to Mom, but she just had her morning Mr. Happy pill, so of course she was having a happy morning and was absolutely no help. But I'm on it.

LORELAI: Oh, yeah. It took three hours of my hula-dancing, Small World doll impressions, but I broke him.
RORY: So, how's World War III going?
LORELAI: Oh, you know, the first boys off the boat were mowed down, but the next platoon is moving in.

RORY: Have you tried to talk to Grandma or Grandpa yet?
LORELAI: No.
RORY: That's my little Kofi Annan.
LORELAI: Jason will fix it.
RORY: Jason's not their daughter.
LORELAI: Then he might have better luck.
RORY: Why didn't you just tell them that you guys were dating?
LORELAI: Oh, come on. You know why. We were going to tell them when the time was right. Of course, I had no idea we were dealing with the Carringtons. All we needed was a swimming pool and some ball gowns to really end the evening right.

[

Zach and Brian are playing a video game while Gil sits patiently tuning his guitar.]
ZACH: Dude, come on... I want to do a heavenly prayer.
BRIAN: Hold on, I'm trying to do a Vulcan sting, and I just let you do a half-moon death combo.

LANE: Okay, fine. I'm going to decide the set list without you. Hey, Gil, I think now would be a great time to add a little Matchbox Twenty to our sound, don't you?
[Zach turns to stare at Lane - giving Brian the advantage of beating Zach at the video game.]

BRIAN: He goes everywhere dressed like Zorro.

MICHEL: All of the woodwork was hand-carved by a union soldier that the owner, Mrs. Tinley, took pity on and nursed back to health. He got better, went off, slaughtered a few dozen Confederate soldiers, came back, and made the stairs. Nice story, yes? [The tour group follows Michel to the front lobby.] Yes, your American history is all over this inn. [He points through a window.] Oh, look, a deer. I think I know that little guy -- he was here for breakfast this morning. Creep up quietly. Take a better look. [He sighs as the group "oohs" and "ahhs" around the window. Michel turns to Lorelai, who stands behind the front desk.] I have these people in the palm of my hand. Travel agents are so easy. Are the horses washed?