Paris: This is gonna be great. You and me in a freshly painted apartment. No men. Just lots and lots of Chinese food.
Rory: We are going to get huge.
Paris: That's okay. We'll get a treadmill.
Rory: Yeah. You always wanted a treadmill.
Paris: I did. Doyle thought, why get a treadmill when you can walk outside?
Rory: With all the murderers and rapists.
Paris: Exactly what I would say.