Emily: Are you done?
Rory: Oh, yes, thank you.
Emily: Good, because we have mini lemon bundt cakes for dessert. [Lorelai sighs] What?
Lorelai: Well, they're serving full-size bundt cakes over at the Richmonds' house.
Emily: She's done.
Lorelai: Oh, no, I have a carrot.
Emily: She's done.
Lorelai: Bet the Richmonds would have let me eat my carrot.

Emily: All right, this should do it.
Richard: May we please get this over with?
Emily: Patience is a virtue, Richard.
Richard: And time is fleeting, Emily.

Richard: Sorry about the photo session.
Jason: Oh, no, that's okay. I think it's a cute idea.
Emily: Yes, and when the financial papers call for an official photo, it'll be downright darling.

Sookie: Did I do something bad?
Lorelai: No, nothing, nothing. It's my fault. I forgot to tell her.
Sookie: How could you forget to tell her?
Lorelai: Well, I've only seen her forty or fifty times since we started the business.

Sookie: Look, I knew it would be a thing working for your mother, but it's perfect timing. This is probably the last job we'll be able to take before I have the baby.
Lorelai: Something else will come along.
Sookie: Not that pays like your mother does.
Lorelai: You know why she pays so much? So she can torture you and you won't throw knives at her.
Sookie: Look, you already know the house. Decorating, planning, it's gonna be a snap for you. I bet you can spend ninety percent of the evening in the kitchen, then we get to take home the pretty, pretty money.
Lorelai: Sookie.
Sookie: Pretty, pretty money. Aren't you a big fat wad of pretty money?
Lorelai: Fine.

Lorelai: Just take her someplace where you're comfortable. It doesn't have to be fancy. If you like it, she'll like it. Just not one attached to a bowling alley.
Kirk: That narrows it down a bit. I'll figure something out.
Lorelai: Good. You'll see, it'll be great.
Kirk: Do you think I could stop by tomorrow with some wardrobe choices for you to pick out? Kirk, you can dress yourself.
Lorelai: Just look nice. You know, not too fancy. Clean. No jeans. Oh, maybe a sport coat. Eleven sound good?
Kirk: Perfect.

Rory: Why are you and Jamie fighting?
Paris: Because he's wrong.
Rory: Oh, okay.
Paris: He won't listen to me. [answers phone] You won't listen to me! [hangs up] He's in love with the sound of his own voice. You'd think he was already president and I don't want to be Hillary. I don't want to wait for a hundred years while he does his thing so by the time I get my chance, I'm too old to enjoy it.
Rory: Well, I don't think Hillary's too old to enjoy it.
Paris: Fine. Be on his side.
Rory: I'm not on his side. I'm on her side.

Rory: Paris, you're acting stupid, okay? You love Jamie, so just get on the phone and work it out so that I can study, okay?
Paris: [on the phone] What? No, I haven't thought about what you said. Because I'm very busy, Jamie, and contrary to your beliefs, I have better things to occupy my time with than thinking about you. Or what you said. Or what you meant or what you want or anything about you or concerning you. [Rory grabs the phone] Hey!
Rory: Have him call you back on your cell phone. Then you can talk to him outside. It's nice outside. There are birds and trees.
Paris: My cell phone is dead.
Rory: Then take mine.
Paris: What's your phone plan?
Rory: Why?
Paris: 'Cause I'm not gonna borrow your phone and get slammed with a massive charge - because your phone plan sucks.

Sookie: Try this one.
Lorelai: Sookie, I love you, I love your cooking, but I swear if you make me eat one more bite of broccoli tart, I will beat you to death with it.

Sookie: Your mother is the pickiest woman I have ever catered for. She has impeccable taste, the highest standards, and she can smell an inferior tart a mile away.
Lorelai: Well, depending on how long it's been left out, we all can.
Sookie: You know, she still hasn't called yet.
Lorelai: She will.
Sookie: But she was supposed to call about the details a couple of days ago.
Lorelai: She will, Sookie.
Sookie: But it's coming up and we still don't know if she wants a fish course or a cheese course.
Lorelai: We'll make a fish-cheese combo course just to be sure.
Sookie: Lorelai.
Lorelai: Why do I have to call her?
Sookie: Because technically you're doing the organizing, and I've got batter hands. Oh, ask her about the foie gras. Is it too expected? 'Cause I can make it with a, you know, cherry compote.