Lorelai: Yes, I want to be a mad scientist. I'm gonna come out in a blood-stained white lab coat and freaky makeup and big, giant, Don King kind of hairdo, and I'm going to turn the whole front yard into my laboratory.
Luke: Wow.
Lorelai: Yes, I'm gonna have a huge electric chair and an operating table and test tubes and wires.
Luke: Sounds elaborate.
Lorelai: You haven't heard the half of it, okay? And so I come out and I do mad scientist banter, like, "Hey, who here is from Bellevue?" And "Girl Interrupted? That's my idea of a feel-good movie." I'll work on it. But anyway, after that, I'm gonna drag you out.
Luke: What?
Lorelai: You're strapped in an electric chair, and I'm gonna throw the switch and totally electrocute you. And you're flailing around. We'll rig something where smoke and sparks shoot out of your nose. And then once you're dead, I'll throw you onto the operating table and I'll cut you open. And I pull link sausages out of you and throw them into the crowd.
Luke: That's it?
Lorelai: Well, I mean, we can take a bow or something, but, yeah, that's it.