Lorelai: I'm sorry, but after you almost get killed on a plane and on the freeway, why would you choose to go on a crazy, terrifying roller coaster?
Rory: Oh, boy.
Lorelai: I mean, at that point, just stay home, right?
Rory: Because it's a horror movie.
Lorelai: Yes, but it doesn't make sense.
Rory: It's not supposed to make sense. It's supposed to make you sick.
Lorelai: Fine. Whatever.
Lorelai: I'm heading over to the inn. Do you wanna come over and hang?
Rory: No. I gotta run some errands. I'll meet you there later.
Lorelai: All right, but watch out that a streetlight doesn't accidentally break off, swing down and decapitate you.
Rory: Will do.
Lorelai: I mean why even bother calling it Final Destination 3? At that point, just call it Now You're Really, Really, Really Dead.
Rory: Hello, Hollywood? Boy, have I got a pitch for you.