Rory: [on the phone] Where's he dragging you this time?
Logan: A paper in Omaha. What state is that in again?
Rory: Nebraska.
Logan: Ah, corn, farm animals, football.
Rory: Oh, and they love condescension in Nebraska, too, so hit them with that as soon as you disembark.

Babette: Oh, this is hard. This is so hard.
Lorelai: I know.
Babette: I can be so indecisive. Put me in front of a bin of cantaloupe, it'll take me an hour to pick one. An hour! And this is harder than cantaloupe.
Lorelai: Come on. Focus, Babette. A green, an off-white, what do you think?
Babette: [sighs] They all seem fine.
Lorelai: See, I don't know if you're aware of this, but if painters are ready to paint, and you don't have your colors ready, they'll leave, and you'll never see them again, so the clock is ticking here.
Morey: [o.s.] Don't let her bully you, Babette.
Babette: But I gotta pick a color!
Morey: Lorelai's gotta pick a color!
Lorelai: Just leave us alone out here! Go about your business!
Morey: You're being cruel to Babette, and you're going to rot in hell for this.
Lorelai: I'm just getting her opinion.

Babette: Well, here's the information you wanted for Paul Anka. You got your training schools. Training's always good for them.
Lorelai: Yeah, uh, I took him to a few sessions. He fell in love with a poodle and got very distracted.
Babette: And doggy day care. Let him run around with other dogs. Good for socializing him.
Lorelai: Well, the other dogs we've come across on walks, he'll bark at them, and then when they turn and look at him, he'll play dead. It's kind of sad.
Babette: Well, he's the cutest basket case I've ever seen, that's for sure.

Lorelai: So hey, if you were gonna pick between the papaya whip I showed you and the medium spring green-
Morey: [o.s.] Stop it!
Lorelai: God, he's got good ears.

Luke: [on the phone] Yeah, I want the two-color team name on the front in script and the "Luke's Diner" in a vertical arch above the number on the back.
Lorelai: "L" for Lorelai.
Luke: "L" for Luke's.
Lorelai: Hey, our names have the same first letter.
Luke: You like the style?
Lorelai: Classy.
Luke: [on the phone] But I want really nice stitching, even if it costs extra. I don't care that it's double. Just do it. I want my girls to look good.
Lorelai: Listen to Daddy Warbucks.
Luke: Yeah. Uh, 12 for the team, plus three spares will do it. 15 in all. [Lorelai gestures] Plus another medium, 16, and an extra-large men's, so 17. And one for a medium dog. Yeah. Dog. And this is a rush order. I want them for the next game. Okay, thanks, Ollie. Bye.

Logan: I don't want to go to Omaha tomorrow.
Rory: I know.
Logan: It's boring.
Rory: I know.
Logan: And it's not here.
Rory: Come on. Yeah.
Logan: I don't like steaks or insurance or football or anything else that they have there.
Rory: You like steaks.
Logan: Do they even have electricity there?
Rory: Yeah. Yeah. They just got it last year.

Rory: So, here we are.
Jess: Casa Rory.
Rory: So our voices don't carry.
Jess: Very prudent.
Rory: This is not really my taste.
Jess: Yeah, not unless you've aged about 90 years.

Lorelai: So, where are the bleachers?
Luke: Oh, they don't have bleachers at soccer games. They just stand on the sidelines.
Lorelai: Where do we go if we feel like making out in the middle of the game?
Luke: Oh, I don't think they'd mind if we did it right here in front of them.
Lorelai: Cool. Got a nice crowd here, Mr. Sponsor.
Luke: Not bad. Not bad.
Lorelai: So, these are soccer moms, huh?
Luke: They're just really bored spinsters.
Lorelai: They seem very concerned with education and national security.

Lorelai: Oh, so, I dropped Paul Anka off at doggy day care. It was a little scary.
Luke: No, that'll be good for him.
Lorelai: He seemed okay. He was a little standoffish at first, but then he got very friendly with the cash register. And then a dog ran up to him, and he played dead for a couple seconds, and when that didn't work, he ran off playing with the other dogs. I think it's gonna do him some good.
Luke: I think so, too.

Rory: This is Logan, my boyfriend. Logan, this is Jess. [silence] He's in from out of town. Wow. That sounded so grown-up. We're at the age now where we say things like "in from out of town" and "old friend," 'cause when you're young, all your friends are new, and you have to get old to have old friends.