Lorelai: Could you step away from the pan, please?
Sookie: Honey, do you see a joystick? This is not a game, okay? It's a heche sauce and it's for keeps.

Sookie: Hyperventilating! Hyperventilating! I was just working on my list of what to make for Thanksgiving and I was wishing you were going to be here and now you are! Oh, my God! What if what I'm wishing for is actually coming true?
Lorelai: Quick, wish for a Sephora to be built within walking distance.
Rory: Do you need a paper bag?
Sookie: I'm good, I'm good. Just happy.

Michel: [excitedly] Rory!
Rory: Oh, hi! Wow, Michel.
Michel: [downbeat] Hi.
Lorelai: Boy, that was weird.
Michel: She just surprised me, that's all. It's kind of okay that you are here.
Rory: It's kind of okay with me too.

Lane: I know, it's just, no big deal or anything, but have you ever thought to write one about, I don't know, a girl named Lane?
Zach: Well, Lane just isn't that great of a name for a song.
Lane: But you've already got one called Lorraine. Lorraine is pretty much Lane with an extra syllable thrown in.
Zach: True, but nothing rhymes with Lane.
Lane: I'm sorry, but a million things rhyme with Lane.
Zach: Yeah, rain, pain. All cliche stuff. You're not a writer.
Brian: I think you could come up with non-cliche stuff to rhyme with Lane.
Zach: Wait, maybe I could write one about your Korean name. What was that again?
Lane: Hyung-hyung?
Zach: 0 for two.

Rory: Three days.
Lorelai: Three days he had the hiccups.
Rory: Poor Paul Anka.
Lorelai: And my sneaking up on him to scare them out of him - he jumped so high, his head split my lip. See the red? My blood.
Rory: Yuck.

Lorelai: He said he had something very important to discuss with me, and that it wasn't a trick, and that it was an absolute one hundred percent positive thing for me and for you. For both of us.
Rory: Meaning there's a ninety-nine and ninety-nine one hundredths percent chance that it won't be.
Lorelai: I guess so.

Lorelai: Maybe it's about G.G.. Maybe he's discovered she's a prodigy. Maybe he's calling to invite us to her premiere at Carnegie Hall.
Rory: Playing what instrument?
Lorelai: The flugle horn.
Rory: She's three. We would have read about it in the paper by now. "Freakishly talented three-year-old flugle horn prodigy discovered".
Lorelai: It would be very positive news.

Lane: So, Sophie, you've done, like, big show gigs before playing the piano. Any advice?
Sophie Bloom: Don't wear a clown suit.
Lane: Thanks.
Zach: Still got my eye on this beauty.
Sophie Bloom: Just don't put your hand on it.
Zach: Maybe I'll splurge and get it. You take MasterCard?
Sophie Bloom: Why, you got one?
Zach: Just waiting to hear back on the application.
Sophie Bloom: Keep moving.

Christopher: Let me give you something. A castle in Ireland? A Civil War cannon. A brewery. Yeah, buy a brewery. That would be cool. You could brew your own beer.
Lorelai: You know, I had a brewery for a while, but I couldn't stand the smell of hops.

Lorelai: Anyway, he left Chris money. A lot of money. And now he's offering to shower us with it. You want a Bentley?
Rory: I don't think so.
Lorelai: How about a castle?
Rory: What would I do with a castle?
Lorelai: I'm simply relaying the offer.
Rory: Dad should keep the money for himself.
Lorelai: Are you sure there's nothing you want? A brewery, a Faberge egg, or let's see, what else did he mention? Um, paying for Yale through a PhD, uh, vacations, a cannon from the Civil War - functioning, by the way, so it's not just show. It seemed like the sky was the limit, although he didn't mention the Hoover Dam, so maybe there is a cap of some sort.