Lorelai: Oh, meringue.
Sookie: Yeah. I thought I'd do a variation on a baked Alaska for dessert.
Lorelai: What kind of variation?
Sookie: Gee, I hadn't thought of that yet.
Lorelai: Maybe you could do them in the actual shape of Alaska.
Sookie: Interesting.
Lorelai: Or you could do little baked Alaskas and Hawaiis.
Sookie: Because they joined the Union last.
Lorelai: Exactly.

Lorelai: She knows his number by heart.
Sookie: He is my produce guy.
Lorelai: Very convenient excuse.
Sookie: [on the phone] Jackson, it's Sookie. I was wondering if you could call me back when you get a chance. Sooner rather than later. It's not an emergency, so don't freak out or anything. The carrots still look good. It seems like it's almost a shame to eat them sort of like you should put them in a vase...
Lorelai: Hang up. Hang up.
Sookie: Call me. Bye. [hangs up] I got his voice mail.

[Dean walks over to Rory on a bench as she reads The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath]
Dean: Is there anything in there about me?
Rory: I don't know. Your name wouldn't be lithium, would it?

Sookie: I did what you said. I had it worked out and asked him if he'd like to go to dinner at Chez Fleur on Sunday.
Lorelai: Very nice.
Sookie: Thank you, and he said he'd love to.
Lorelai: Great.
Sookie: He said he would love to, but his cousin's in town and is staying with him for the week.
Lorelai: Then just make it next week.
Sookie: Yes, that would've been a good option had I thought of it when I was on the phone. But instead I came up with another option.
Lorelai: Which is?
Sookie: That we double-date with his cousin Rune and you.
Lorelai: What?
Sookie: Yes, okay, not as good as your option, I agree but it seemed pretty good at the time... though I wasn't standing here watching you make that face.

Rory: So, what did you tell your mom?
Lane: I told her that I was going to spend the evening here with you guys.
Rory: What if she calls?
Lane: Well, I mentioned we might go rent some videos or go out to eat, which could explain any absence during her call.
Rory: Very thorough.
Lane: With my mom, you leave nothing to chance. Especially when there is a non-Korean involved who, as far as I know, has no medical aspirations.

Lane: What are you gonna tell Lorelai?
Rory: I don't know.
Lane: She wouldn't tell my mom, would she?
Rory: I don't know if she'd feel good about lying to another mother. It's like this weird code thing with her.
Lane: So we don't tell her?
Rory: I'm not liking that option, either.
Lane: No. We'll tell her that we're meeting Dean for a movie and then we go to the movie and then somebody who happens to be Dean's friend just happens to be there for the same movie. And so we figure that it would be completely rude for us to not ask said person to come sit with us.
Rory: I say to hell with governor. You run directly for president.
Lane: It's not that bad.

Rory: We're going.
Lorelai: Ooh, where?
Lane: We're going to a movie with Dean.
Lorelai: Nothing dirty, violent, or French, please.

Sookie: Uh... I wonder if the mussels are fresh.
Lorelai: Well, it does say 'fresh mussels' on the menu.
Sookie: Yes, but a lot of times they say fresh when they're frozen. They're called fresh because they were fresh when they were frozen. Plus if they're not stored with correct drainage they sit around in their own excretion, which is like sitting around in your own...
Lorelai: Sookie, I beg of you, do not order the fresh mussels.
Sookie: But if they're fresh...
Lorelai: Even if they're fresh.
Jackson: I wonder where they get their carrots from. The carrot crop this year has been really mealy.

Sookie: It was so funny. Oh, God! You remember?
Lorelai: I remember.
Sookie: What was Rory, eight?
Lorelai: I believe she was.
Sookie: Oh, God, that mud pie fiasco haunted me for a year. Hers looked just like mine. Of course, I used homemade chocolate cookies, bittersweet ganache and she used mud, you know. But they did look damn similar.
Lorelai: Uh... So, Sookie has been experimenting with different forms of baking for as long as I've known her.
Jackson: Oh, well, that's very interesting.
Lorelai: Yeah.
Sookie: Hey, Lorelai, remember when I decided to teach you how to make strawberry tarts and the entire kitchen was stained red and I had to repaint that one wall red to make it look normal? Wasn't it?

Lorelai: Honey, no matter how many beers you buy me tonight, I'm not the one going home with you. So concentrate on the one who might.
Sookie: What?
Lorelai: You haven't said a word to Jackson all night.
Sookie: [sighs] I haven't, have I?
Lorelai: No.
Sookie: I know, I'm just so nervous.
Lorelai: You're nervous? You don't have a guy staring at you like he's Cher and you're the kid from Mask.