Lorelai: Is something burning?
Sookie: My bangs earlier. Go on, go on, go on.

Emily: Well, let's sit everyone. This is just wonderful. An education is the most important thing in the world, next to family.
Lorelai: And pie. (silence) Joke, joke.

Lorelai: So tell me about the guy.
Rory: Check, please.
Lorelai: No, really, are you embarrassed to bring him home?
Rory: I'm not embarrassed.
Lorelai: Does he talk at all?
Rory: No, Mom, he's a mime.

Lorelai: Behold the healing powers of a bath. So, tell me about the guy.
Rory: You know what's really special about our relationship? The total understanding about the need for one's privacy. I mean, you really understand boundaries.
Lorelai: So tell me about the guy.
Rory: Mom!
Lorelai: Is he dreamy?
Rory: Oh, that's so Nick at Night.
Lorelai: Well, I'm gonna find out anyway.
Rory: Really? How?
Lorelai: I'll spy.

Emily: You took that girl and completely shut us out of your life.
Lorelai: You wanted to control me.
Emily: You were still a child.
Lorelai: I stopped being a child the minute the strip turned pink, okay? I had to figure out how to live. I found a good job.
Emily: As a maid. With all your brains and talent.
Lorelai: I worked my way up. I run the place now. I built a life on my own with no help from anyone.
Emily: Yes, and think of where you would have been if you'd accepted a little help, hmm? And where Rory would have been. But no, you were always too proud to accept anything from anyone.
Lorelai: Well, I wasn't too proud to come here to you two begging for money for my kid's school, was I?
Emily: No, you certainly weren't. But you're too proud to let her know where you got it from, aren't you? Well, fine, you have your precious pride and I have my weekly dinners. Isn't that nice? We both win.

Rory: So, do we go in or do we just stand here re-enacting The Little Match Girl?
Lorelai: Okay, look. I know you and me are having a thing here, and I know you hate me, but I need you to be civil, at least through dinner and then on the way home you can pull a Menendez. Deal?
Rory: Fine.

Dean: So, how are you liking Moby Dick?
Rory: Oh, it's really good.
Dean: Yeah?
Rory: Yeah, it's my first Melville.
Dean: Cool.
Rory: I mean, I know it's kind of clich to pick Moby Dick as your first Melville but hey, how did you know I was reading Moby Dick?
Dean: Uh, well, I've been watching you.
Rory: Watching me?
Dean: I mean, not in a creepy, like, "I'm watching you" sort of way. I just - I've noticed you.
Rory: Me?
Dean: Yeah.
Rory: When?
Dean: Every day. After school you come out and you sit under that tree there and you read. Last week it was Madame Bovary. This week it's Moby Dick.
Rory: But why would you
Dean: Because you're nice to look at, and because you've got unbelievable concentration.
Rory: What?
Dean: Last Friday these two guys were tossing around a ball and one guy nailed the other right in the face. I mean, it was a mess, blood everywhere, the nurse came out, the place was in chaos, his girlfriend was all freaking out, and you just sat there and read. I mean, you never even looked up. I thought, "I have never seen anyone read so intensely before in my entire life. I have to meet that girl."
Rory: Maybe I just didn't look up because I'm unbelievably self-centered.
Dean: Maybe, but I doubt it.
Rory: So did I ask you if you like cake?
Dean: Yeah, ya did.
Rory: Oh, because they have really good cake back there. (Dean laughs)

(after leaving Emily and Richard's house)
Lorelai: Do I look shorter? 'Cause I feel shorter.
Rory: Hey, how about I buy you a cup of coffee.
Lorelai: Oh yeah. You drive though. Ok? 'Cause I don't think my feet will reach the pedals.

(on the phone) Madame, you have no idea how desperately I'd like to help, but see, I'd have to build a room for you myself and I'm not a man who works with his hands.

Michel

Lorelai: Has the plumber attended to Room 4 yet?
Michel: He was here. He did nothing. It's $100.

Michel: (to Lorelai while Rory's looking for stamps) What is your offspring doing?
Rory: I need stamps, can I have these?
Michel: No.
Lorelai: Take them.

Lorelai: What's with the muumuu?
Rory: Stop.
Lorelai: No, I'm just saying. You couldn't find one made of metal, in case anyone has x-ray eyes?
Rory: And now we say goodbye.

Gilmore Girls Quotes

(about the pants she's bought for Luke) I don't know what this fabric is, but I think I want to have its baby.

Lorelai

(to Rory) You can use your mother's old golf clubs. They're upstairs gathering dust along with the rest of her potential.

Emily