Kirk: Oh, excuse me, did my trophy bump you?
Lorelai: No, Kirk, it didn't.
Kirk: Good, because the size of it is so large that sometimes I can't judge where the exact end of it is.
Lorelai: We're fine, Kirk.
Kirk: I'm glad, because these shiny golden edges are actually very sharp. They could take an eye out or cause a deep gash completely unintentionally.
Lorelai: Yeah.
Kirk: It's almost more a weapon than a trophy.
Lorelai: Really? Can I hold it, then?
Luke: Get out of the way, Kirk. You're blocking the door.
Kirk: Luke, I'll be needing one of your larger tables this morning, since your smaller tables simply cannot accommodate the sheer size of my massive trophy.
Luke: Put it on the floor.
Kirk: It needs its own chair.
Luke: It's gonna need some glue if you don't sit down pretty soon.
Kirk: Everybody hates a winner.