Emily: My God.
Lorelai: There. There's all of her stuff. You happy?
Emily: Lorelai, you scared me half to death.
Lorelai: Yeah, well, follow-through has always been my problem. Oh, well. Um, so, we've got clothes, books, stuffed animals. I even checked the laundry to make sure nothing was waiting to be washed. Okay? Are we good?
Richard: What do you mean, barging in here in the middle of the night? Are you crazy?
Lorelai: Mom just seemed extremely concerned about getting the rest of Rory's things.
Rory: She needed something to wear to court.
Lorelai: Yeah, so I figured I'd better bring them right over here, so now I did. So I'm done.

Babette: Oh, my God. I smell toast. I smell toast and almonds. I smell almond toast.
Luke: Yeah, well, what do you need, Babette?
Babette: I need confirmation on a rumor. There's a rumor that there's been a rift between Lorelai and Rory.
Kirk: A rift?
Babette: A big rift, very serious! That's why Rory ain't home for the summer?
Kirk: Wow.
Luke: Who told you this?
Babette: Well, who else? East Side Tilly. That damn woman keep trumping me. So come on, is she right? Is it true? [Luke sighs] It is true. Oh my God. Well, what happened? And how's Lorelai taking it? She must be a basket case! Oh, is she a basket case?
Luke: Okay, stop! Look, look. There's been a little incident, but it's all going to be fine. Lorelai has it completely under control.
Babette: She's okay?
Luke: Trust me. She's just fine.