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(Emily pulls a plate out the cabinet.)
EMILY: There are women in bikinis on them.
RORY: The original Charlie's Angels. It took us years to get a complete set. You can find the Kate Jackson's and the Shelly Hack's pretty easily. Even the Cheryl Ladd's. But the Farrah Fawcett's and the Jacklyn Smith's are a little harder to come by, but still accessible. The real trick however is to find the Tanya Roberts. We have three.



RORY: I like this song. It makes me gloomy.
LANE: Gloom is good.
RORY: Really gloomy.
LANE: Like Joy Division Gloomy? Nick Cave gloomy? Robert Smith gloomy?
RORY: Johnny Cash gloomy.
LANE: So kind of like a San Quentin-y, it's a long road home and my horse just got shot but I've still got my girl by my side gloomy?
RORY: You read my mind.
LANE: I'm deep in a Charlie Parker gloomy.




LANE: Okay, the bottom line is that he wants me to call him back. But if I do that then he's probably gonna ask me out on a date. And if we go out on a date then it could lead to another date, and then I'll have to introduce him to my parents. And once I do that, they're gonna like him. Because he's Korean and he's gonna be a doctor. And then once that happens, that's it. It'll be over. He'll be hideous to me. Now I'm a Lou Reed gloomy.


EMILY: Sunflowers it is. Now, what about music? N'sync or 98 degrees?
R (to Lane): Uh, N'sync or 98 degrees?
LANE: What kind of sick joke is this?
RORY: I don't think I could choose.
EMILY: What about that other group? The Backside Boys?
RORY: You mean the Backstreet Boys?



LORELAI: My muffin's fine. My muffin wants to know what the fruitcake is doing in the lobby.
SOOKIE: Well, he's staying with Jackson.
LORELAI: Again?
SOOKIE: Still.
LORELAI: I thought he was only here for a weekend.
SOOKIE: Yes, the lost weekend.
LORELAI: Okay. Explain Yoko, because he's out there with the normal people and he's going to scare them



RUNE: See! Handyman.
MICHEL: Be quiet.
RUNE: Go build us another statue.



EMILY: I made the mistake of telling Peg all my favorite special spots and that woman moved in and completely wiped them out. You can't find a decent Biedermayer hutch in all of Connecticut. I'm desperate for new sources.




LORELAI: So what time does the judgmental express arrive?



RORY: Look at all the trees. It's pretty. Oh, I'm buzzing. (takes her pager out of her pocket)
LORELAI: What have I said about buzzing in public?
RORY: It's Lane. 911. That's trig. Gotta go.



LANE: Know that I listen to the wrong music and wish I could go blond without looking like an idiot. Or that I'd take a whopper over kimchi in a heartbeat.



LANE: He didn't say which night. Like he didn't remember which night. Like he's mixing me up with another girl from another night. For all I know, he thought he was calling the hot blonde he met at a hopped up night at Balthazar's.


EMILY: You're welcome sweetheart. Now come on, lets go downstairs and see if dinner's ready. (Rory leaves.) (To Lorelai) Are you coming?
LORELAI: You bought her CosmoGirl.
EMILY: Well the young girls enjoy the articles.
LORELAI: You bought boy band posters and Hello Kitty notepads.




(Lorelai and Rory ring the doorbell. Emily answers the door.)
EMILY: Hello, hello, hello.
LORELAI: Wow, Mom, hi. (to Rory) Uh, check the rubbing alcohol.



LORELAI: I don't. But she seems sincere.
LUKE: How do you know?
LORELAI: Her nose didn't grow.



LORELAI: I just want you to be happy.
LUKE: And you know what makes me happy?
LORELAI: No, I just know that you've been carrying a torch for her for a really long time.