Lorelai: What do you say, Dad, here or Philadelphia? What's the call?
Richard: I don't think I'd like to be in Philadelphia. I think I'd rather be in New Haven.
Lorelai: Yeah, it's okay here. We can import cream cheese and cheesesteaks and any other kind of cheese. You look good, dad. This outfit's not really up to your usual J. Press standards, unless it's got some brass buttons I can't see, but you look good. You look tall.
Richard: I think I'm just gonna close my eyes for just a little minute.