Lorelai: No, I mean, my premonitions have been about death, about my death.
Rory: I don't wanna hear this.
Lorelai: And the thing is, they're all silly.
Rory: What do you mean, silly?
Lorelai: In one, I slip on a banana peel and fall into a giant vat of whipped cream.
Rory: Silly and fattening.
Lorelai: In another, a turtle eats me.
Rory: A turtle, how?
Lorelai: Very slowly. There's lots of chewing.
Rory: And in your premonition, you didn't run away from what is perhaps the slowest land animal on the earth?
Lorelai: His first bite injects me with immobilizing poison.
Rory: Well, you left that part out.