LORELAI: [answers phone] They burnt my fries, forgot to give me an extra side of barbecue sauce, the jeep is making that crunchy sound again, and I have to spend my evening making elf ears for Aaron Thompson's Lord of the Rings party.
RORY: Grandma broke into my dorm and redid the entire common room in $25,000 worth of furniture and stereo equipment.
LORELAI: You win.

LORELAI: And take heart in knowing that when it comes to controlling a person, my mother targeted my soul, my independence, and my entire future, and at least with you, she threw in an ottoman.

LORELAI: Okay, tell me the whole story.
RORY: I came home and all the normal furniture was gone and all this stuff was in here. LORELAI: What did your roommates say?
RORY: Tanna still doesn't know she's at Yale, Paris saw it and said nothing.
LORELAI: Oh, so that's coming.
RORY: Janet's out jogging so I don't know what she thinks, but I have to hope she's pleased 'cause that girl's in shape and can kick my butt.
LORELAI: Well, just make sure there's something she likes on the TV when she gets home. Something soothing to runners - maybe something that goes in a circle over and over.

LORELAI: I told you when you borrowed that money from her that this is what you were getting into.
RORY: I can't believe you're gloating.
LORELAI: I'm not gloating. I'm just saying, when you sleep with dogs, you wake up with an entertainment center.

PARIS: For God's sakes, Grandpa, you're eighteen. Sleep when you're dead.

LANE: Well, I wore a bracelet to school today. My parents were called. There was a special service in chapel, and I've been ordered to a soul-searching seminar next week. I'll be sitting between the nail-polish-wearing girl and the spicy condiment user.
LORELAI: In the movie, only boy hobbits travel to Mount Doom, but that's only because the girls went to do something even more dangerous.
GIRL: What?
LORELAI: Have you ever heard of a Brazilian bikini wax?
GIRL: So girls go on adventures, too?
LORELAI: And they go in heels.

[Lorelai is talking to a little boy]
LORELAI: No, seriously, give me the ring.
ROGER: No way.
LORELAI: Five bucks.
ROGER: No.
LORELAI: Just let me hold it.
ROGER: Forget it.
LORELAI: Come on, I promise I'll give it right back, my precious. I mean, Roger.
ROGER: You're crazy.
LORELAI: What? You're the one with the pointy ears, my friend.

SOOKIE: You know at family gatherings when everyone goes into the living room, gathers around, watches the kids? I read. Jackson's sister has a little girl, six years old. She likes to get up in front of the family after dinner and sing Mariah Carey songs. I heckle. I have no desire to play with them. Easter egg hunts bore me. I have never borrowed the neighbor's kid to look after for the afternoon.
LORELAI: Good. That's called kidnapping.

MARTY: I thought so. Hi, I'm, uh. . .Marty.
RORY: Um. . .Rory.
MARTY: I won't remember that tomorrow.
RORY: That's perfectly understandable.
MARTY: So I should probably try and find my room. And my pants, 'cause that's where I kept my keys.
RORY: So pants first.
MARTY: Right, pants first.
RORY: Night.
MARTY: Yup. I'm officially stupider than my brother. I never thought that would happen.

JASON: Because I want to do something on my own. I want to work someplace that hasn't known me since I was six. I'd like to get through an entire day without being called Digger. And I really, really want to piss off my dad.

MICKEY: Rory Gilmore?
KICK: Are you Rory Gilmore?
RORY: Yes, I'm Rory Gilmore.
KICK: Rory. . .what can we do with that?
MICKEY: Ro-ro?
KICK: Ry-ror?
MICKEY: Her last name might help.
KICK: Gilmore.
MICKEY: Ro-gil? Gil-roy?
RORY: Excuse, me, what are you doing?
KICK: Giving you a nick.
MICKEY: A nickname.

PARIS: I don't think I'm having fun.
RORY: Well, the party's not over yet.
PARIS: I know. What's with the Gabor sisters?
RORY: Friends from my grandmother.

RICHARD: Well, I was a bit surprised at the beginning, but I have to admit that when he told me that part of his motive was revenge, I was intrigued. No, I was tickled. I thought it was wonderful. What a wonderful world we live in that the son of my enemy hates his father and that I benefit from it all. It's downright Elizabethan.

LORELAI: You don't like pudding.
EMILY: Yes, but you like pudding.
LORELAI: Oh, I love pudding. I worship it. I have a bowl up on the mantel at home with the Virgin Mary, a glass of wine, and a dollar bill next to it.

LORELAI: Saturday's a pretty good night, Mom.
EMILY: Not as good as Friday.
LORELAI: Pretty damn close.
EMILY: Not from where I'm standing.
LORELAI: Well, move then.

LUKE: Hey, wrong table.
RORY: Since when is there a right table?
LUKE: Since the coffee cake I baked for you and the stupid balloons I blew up are at that table, over there.
RORY: You blew up balloons for me?
LUKE: Yep.
RORY: Oh, Luke, you old softie.
LUKE: I count to three, it's gone.
RORY: Thank you.

RORY: I now officially know what it feels like to have grown up here.
LORELAI: It's not official until you're huddled in the corner eating your hair.

EMILY: Oh, so I'm a villan now, is that it? I spent a fortune on this party. I spent days planning it, making sure that every little detail was perfect -- the food, the linen, the music. And I did all this for Rory.
LORELAI: Well that's not what she needs. She needs you to accept her apology and come to her party. That's what she needs. You don't care what she needs.
EMILY: How dare you!
LORELAI: You don't even know what she needs because you don't know her. You've never tried to know her just like you never knew me.
EMILY: Oh I know you.
LORELAI: Oh, please. You don't know anything about me.
EMILY: Oh, you'd like to think that, wouldn't you? That you're just some huge mystery to me. 'Why does Lorelai do that?' 'I don't know, she's a mystery to me.' Well you're not so mysterious, Lorelai.
LORELAI: No! No! What am I then?
EMILY: Well right now you're very loud and disruptive to the entire cleaning process. (to catering staff) For God's sake! What do I have to do to get you to put the damn cheese in individual bags?
LORELAI: Fine, I give up
EMILY: Oh, you give up? If I had a dollar for every time you gave up --
LORELAI: Then you could pay for this party, couldn't you?


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