(in the storage room at Luke's)
Lorelai: So, this is the fascinating storage area where fascinating acts of storage take place.
Luke: Yup, this is it.
Lorelai: Some good looking pickles.
Luke: What are you doing?
Lorelai: I'm admiring your pickles.

Emily: I blame Peg Mosley.
Lorelai: Peg Mosley. Evil, evil woman.
Rory: What did Peg Mosley do?
Lorelai: She lured these two German children to her gingerbread house and then she tried to eat them.

Rachel: I might consider doing the whole mom thing if I could be guaranteed that I could get one just like her.
Lorelai: Oh you can, you just have to go to Sears.

Rachel: So, I'm developing my pictures from the Firelight Festival. Some amazing stuff, and I'm thinking maybe there's a book here, faces of small town America.
Lorelai: Ah, you should feel safe, you don't live near these people?
Rachel: Exactly.

Rory: I'm sure you were a cute baby.
Emily: She was, she was very cute.
Lorelai 4...3...2...1
Emily...in most respects.
Lorelai: We have liftoff.
Rory: What does that mean?
Lorelai: Nothing.
Emily: I don't see what the problem is. You certainly grew into it.
Rory: Grown into what?
Emily: As a child, your mother had an unusually large head.
Lorelai: The best thing about it was that she would tell me constantly. My first complete sentence was, "Big head want dolly."
Rory: I can't imagine it being that bad.
Emily: It wasn't. It just affected her balance a little so. . .
Lorelai: Okay, can we please talk about something besides my formerly huge head?

Lorelai: So, what time does the judgmental express arrive?
Rory: Grandma gets here at noon.

Rory: My best friend Lane, her parents have this great antiques store in Stars Hollow.
Emily: Is that so? (To Lorelai) Why haven't you ever told me about it?
Lorelai: Oh, I don't know Mom. I guess it just got lost in my big head.

(Luke & Lorelai are in the storage room, talking about Rachel)
Lorelai: Do you wanna know what I think about this situation?
Luke: No.
Lorelai: Are you sure?
Luke: Look, if you're gonna tell me at least help me unload.
Lorelai: Can I use the fun cutter thingy?
Luke: Not if you call it the fun cutter thingy.
Lorelai: Please.
Luke: Cut the box, not your hand.
Lorelai: Good tip, you should teach. (She cuts open one box) Ha! Fun!
Luke: Talk.
Lorelai: Well, I don't know exactly what's going on in Rachel's head because I'm not a Vulcan, but from the way she talks about you and the way she smiles when your name comes up, I'm pretty sure that she's serious about staying in Stars Hollow this time.
Luke: Yeah, let me guess. Rachel told you she wanted to put down roots, that she's serious this time, that she's tired of the road, and realizes what's lacking in her nomadic existence.
Lorelai: She didn't use the phrase "nomadic existence", but basically yes, that's what she said.
Luke: I've heard the speech. I know the speech by heart.
Lorelai: Well, I think she means it this time.
Luke: You don't know her like I do.
Lorelai: I don't. But she seems sincere.
Luke: How do you know?
Lorelai: Her nose didn't grow.
Luke: Why are you taking her side?
Lorelai: I'm not taking her side.
Luke: Well it sounds like you're taking her side.
Lorelai: Well, wash out your ears, I'm not taking her side.
Luke: I mean you're practically pushing her on me.
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.
Luke: I have not been carrying a torch for her.
Lorelai: Well, you wanted this to happen.
Luke: How do you know what I wanted to happen?
Lorelai: Didn't you?
Luke: Yeah, I guess.
Lorelai: Okay. So here it is, right in front of you. Just take it. Take the plunge. She could be ready. Just jump in and believe her. Unless, you know, there's some other reason you don't want to.
Luke: Like what?
Lorelai: Like I... I don't know.
Luke: There's no other reason.
Lorelai: Okay, well, fine. Then there's no other reason.

(Emily opens the door to the girls and sounds extatic)
Emily: Hello, hello, hello.
Lorelai: Wow, Mom, hi. (speaking to Rory) Uh, check the rubbing alcohol.
Emily: How was the drive?
Lorelai: The drive was fine.
Emily: Good.
Lorelai: (Observing that Emily doesn't let them in) The foyer looks great.
Emily: I have a surprise for you.
Lorelai: The rest of the house ran away?
Emily: No.
Lorelai: No.
Emily: Rory, come with me.
(Emily leads Rory away, leaving Lorelai by herself)
Lorelai: Okay, so, I'll... I'll follow you then. Great.

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