Rory: Sookie, I'm going to Chilton!
(Rory and Sookie hug.)
Sookie: I'll make cookies. Protestants love oatmeal.
Rory: I have to call Lane.
(Rory starts to leave but turns to hug Lorelai again.)
Rory: I love you.
Lorelai: I love you.
(Rory rushes out.)
Lorelai: My girl's going to Chilton.

Rory: (wearing her Chilton skirt) Mom, so what do you think?
Sookie: Wow, it makes you look smart.
Rory: Okay, no more wine for you. (to Lorelai) Mom?
Lorelai: You look like you were swallowed by a kilt.
Rory: Fine, you could hem it. A little, only a little.
Lorelai: Okay. Or I could hem it a lot.
Rory: No, you're not. I don't want it to be too short.

Sookie: Okay, can I say one more thing? I think it's your only option.
Lorelai: Sookie, there are several chapters from a Stephen King novel I'd reenact before I'd resort to that option.

Rory: (when she sees the Chilton skirt) I'm gonna be in a Britney Spears video?
Sookie: You're going to Chilton! (Lorelai smacks her arm) Sorry.
Lorelai: You did it babe. You got in.
Rory: How did this happen? You didn't sleep with the principal did you?
Lorelai: No honey, that was a joke.

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

Lorelai: It's here. It happened. She did it.
Sookie: Okay, I'm gonna need a little bit longer sentence.

Sookie: Where's your pate?
Lorelai: At Zsa-Zsa's Gabor's house?
Sookie: Right. I'm going to the store because you have nothing. You like duck?
Lorelai: OOooohhh, if it's made with chicken, absolutely!

(Sookie feeds Lorelai a spoonful of sauce)
Lorelai: Oh, dear God Almighty. That's incredible!
Sookie: I want to put it on the waffles tomorrow morning for breakfast.
Lorelai: I want to take a bath in that sauce!
Sookie: I will make more!
Lorelai: Someday when we open our own inn, diabetics will be lining up for this sauce.
Sookie: Won't that be great?
Lorelai: Yeah, but the key to someday achieving that dream is for you to stay alive long enough so we can actually open an inn, you understand?

Lorelai: Tell me something happy.
Sookie: I can't make the strawberry shortcake.
Lorelai: Wow, you suck at this game.

Sookie: Well I've gotta make strawberry shortcake for two hundred people, so I think I'm gonna need strawberries.
Jackson: Use the blueberries.
Sookie: To make what?
Jackson: Blueberry shortcake.
Sookie: There's no such thing.
Jackson: Hey, the world was flat until somebody took a boat trip.

Sookie: Which one is which?
Lorelai: I don't know. I think the one on the right is Matt.
Michel: No, the one on the left is Matt. The one on the right is Mark.
Lorelai: That's very impressive.
Michel: Yes, well, I'm very good at observing people, you know, learning the tics and traits, sound of their voices. It's a gift.
Sookie: That one has a Post-It on its back.
Michel: Oh, well, then that's Mark. The one on the right is Matt.
Lorelai: You will go and take that off of him.
Michel: I will not. We can't all just call everyone 'sweetie' and get away with it.
Sookie: Now, go with me, here. Let's say Mark walks into a hotel room and he sees his wife naked, but it's not his wife, it's his naked sister-in-law, and he has sex with her. Would that be cheating?
Michel: My head hurts.
Lorelai: (laughing) I think no.
Sookie: Really? Lucky.
Michel: If you ask me this union belongs on a public access station. It's against the laws of nature and just this short of completely obscene.
Lorelai: Oh, you won't be giving the wedding toast.

Lorelai: What do I do? What do I do? What do I do?
Sookie: You can have anything I own. My car! Sell my car!
Lorelai: Oh, sweetie, no one wants your car.
Sookie: Yeah.

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