Emily: [on the phone] Lorelai, it's your mother. I'm calling you from the car.
Lorelai: Yeah, well, you're not calling to me from a car, so stop yelling.
Emily: But you're on speakerphone.
Lorelai: I stand by my earlier position.
Emily: Fine. How far is it from Preston to New London?
Lorelai: What's going on? Where are you?
Emily: In Preston, apparently, though we're supposed to be at an estate sale in New London.
Richard: This bag of bolts.
Emily: And this GPS contraption your father insisted on buying is speaking German.