Lane: Don't dig. Slice, kill, maim, destroy.
Lorelai: What?
Lane: Sic a mad pack of wolves on it. Douse it with lighter fluid and turn it into ash. I cannot wear that dress.
Lorelai: Yeah, I know. It's a little old-world.
Lane: Have you looked at it?
Lorelai: Parts of it.
Lane: Exactly. You can't take it in at once. The human eyeball is not capable.
Lorelai: Oh, it's not that bad.
Lane: It's got pants.
Lorelai: [gasps] No!
Lane: You didn't look at it very carefully.
Lorelai: Well, I will remove the pants.
Lane: Oh, it's every girl's dream to hear the woman altering her wedding dress say, "I'll remove the pants."
Lorelai: I'm sure once I alter it a little--
Lane: No, don't alter it. Have an accident. Leave a warm iron on it. Spill a vat of acid on it. Run your car over it.