Lorelai: Things to do before graduation. A list, of course. "Study for finals, senior breakfast, senior awards, finish final edition of the Franklin, organize a new student government, convince Paris to give up student gavel."
Rory: Oh, and I forgot man the yearbook distribution table this afternoon at the stupid Senior Palooza. Unbelievable.
Lorelai: Well, I'll be manning the Booster Club Grad Night table at the same time, so we can feel stupid and abused together.

Rory: I can't finish all this and sleep at the same time.
Lorelai: You have to sleep, it's what keeps you pretty.
Rory: Who cares if I'm pretty if I fail my finals?
Lorelai: Okay, you've got this so completely backwards.

Lorelai: What is all this?
Rory: I found that if I focus too much on one subject, I start to get a little punchy. This way, when I hit Bolshevik Revolution overload, I just shift over here and, oh, hello, Anne Boleyn is going down, and then when that gets too depressing, it's right over to calculus.
Lorelai: Saving the party subject for last?
Rory: This shifting back and forth seems to produce better results.

Lorelai: I think you're pushing yourself too hard.
Rory: I made out a schedule. Every single moment of every single day from now until graduation is accounted for.
Lorelai: You left off the Kiwanis Luncheon.
Rory: I did? Are you sure?
Lorelai: It's on Monday.
Rory: How could I forget the Kiwanis Luncheon? They gave me their scholarship.
Lorelai: Oh, yes, a two hundred and fifty dollar scholarship. That'll keep you in microwave popcorn for a week.

Rory: Grandma called and asked if I could come over and help her pick out a dress to wear to my graduation.
Lorelai: No.
Rory: I have to.
Lorelai: Rory, my mother's been dressing herself for years and she has yet to show up at a function with her bra on the outside of her clothing.

Lorelai: Okay, little tip the whole stalking thing works infinitely better when you don't actually smash your face in the window.
Luke: I need to talk to you.
Lorelai: Come inside.
Luke: No, Rory's in there.
Lorelai: Since when are you scared of Rory? 'Cause seriously, Luke, I think you can take her.
Luke: I just need to tell you something. Can she hear us?
Lorelai: Through the walls? No, I put some kryptonite in her waffles. We're good.

Lorelai: [on the phone] Yes, I've been holding for Mr. Hennings. I'm Lorelai Gilmore... Oh, great, hi. Listen... I just received this letter saying that my daughter did not qualify for financial aid. Rory Gilmore... Okay, yes, we did recently receive seventy-five thousand dollars, but, here's the thing that money is gone. I gave it to my parents, so I don't have it anymore, I swear. You could come over here and search me. We could open a bottle of wine and put on some Motown and... Yes, that was very inappropriate. Look, I owed my parents that money because they helped me put Rory through Chilton, and I wanted her to go to Chilton so that she could get into... Harvard, but then Harvard became Yale long story and now that she's gotten into Yale, I paid them back for Chilton. Just kind of a funny, wacky circle we could all laugh about someday... Yes, but, since I don't have the money anymore, it just seems like it shouldn't count. There must be something we can do. I mean, Rory is the most deserving kid there is, just seriously. You know, I don't know if you know the Kiwanis, but they gave her their scholarship and... I understand... We'll just have to figure something out... Thank you. Goodbye.

Lorelai: [answers phone] Hello?
Rory: I just got another call from Grandma.
Lorelai: Rory, no.
Rory: I'm gonna go over there now.
Lorelai: And leave me here alone?
Rory: Where are you? I can't even see you.
Lorelai: [waves] I'm over here by the Old Spice ad.

Lorelai: [on the phone] You can't come over and talk for one second?
Rory: The minute I walk into that room, I'm suddenly gonna have to sign yearbooks, and since I'm severely crunched for time, I'm gonna have to resort to classic clams like, "Hey, have a good summer. Let's keep in touch. Best friends forever," and I do not wanna be that person. Plus, Paris will immediately shanghai me and give me a million things to do.

Lorelai: Grad Night is a big deal, Paris. They will buy the tickets.
Paris: Unbutton your top.
Lorelai: What?
Paris: Teenage boys are controlled by one thing. Unbutton your top.
Lorelai: [giggles] No.
Paris: Well, me doing it isn't going to help any.