Lorelai: Why bring up Christopher? Was that really necessary?
Emily: He likes Christopher.
Lorelai: Isn't that interesting? Because, as I remember, when Christopher got me pregnant Dad didn't like him so much.
Emily: Oh, well, please. You were 16. What were we supposed to do, throw you a party? We were disappointed. The two of you had such bright futures.
Lorelai: Yes. And by not getting married, we got to keep those bright futures.
Emily: When you get pregnant, you get married. A child needs a mother and a father.
Lorelai: Oh, Mom, do you think Christopher would have his own company now if we'd gotten married? Do you think he'd be anything at all?
Emily: Yes, I do. Your father would've put him in the insurance business, and you'd be living a lovely life right now.
Lorelai: He didn't want to be in the insurance business. And I am living a lovely life right now.
Emily: That's right. Far away from us.
Lorelai: Oh, here we go.

Emily: You took that girl and completely shut us out of your life.
Lorelai: You wanted to control me.
Emily: You were still a child.
Lorelai: I stopped being a child the minute the strip turned pink, okay? I had to figure out how to live. I found a good job.
Emily: As a maid. With all your brains and talent.
Lorelai: I worked my way up. I run the place now. I built a life on my own with no help from anyone.
Emily: Yes, and think of where you would've been if you'd accepted a little help, hmm? And where Rory would have been? But no, you were always too proud to accept anything from anyone.
Lorelai: Well, I wasn't too proud to come here to you two begging for money for my kid's school, was I?
Emily: No, you certainly weren't. But you're too proud to let her know where you got it from, aren't you? Well, fine, you have your precious pride, and I have my weekly dinners. Isn't that nice? We both win.

Lorelai: [to Luke] You look nice. Really nice.
Luke: I had a meeting earlier at the bank. They like collars. [Lorelai chuckles] You look nice, too.
Lorelai: I had a flagellation to go to.
Luke: So, what'll you have?
Lorelai: Coffee, in a vat. [Luke sighs]
Rory: I'll have coffee also. And chili fries.
Luke: That's quite a refined palate you got there. [shakes his head]

Lane: My parents set me up with the son of a business associate. He's gonna be a doctor.
Rory: How old is he?
Lane: Sixteen.
Rory: So he's gonna be a doctor in 100 years.
Lane: Well, my parents like to plan ahead.
Rory: You have to go to the hayride with him?
Lane: And his older brother.
Rory: Oh, now you're kidding.
Lane: Koreans never joke about future doctors.

Rory: So, nice dinner at the grandparents' house.
Lorelai: Oh, yeah. Her dishes have never been cleaner.
Rory: You and Grandma seemed to have a nice talk.
Lorelai: How much did you hear?
Rory: Not much. You know, snippets.
Lorelai: Snippets?
Rory: Little snippets.
Lorelai: So basically everything?
Rory: Basically, yes.
Lorelai: Well, the best-laid plans.

Michel: [on the phone] Independence Inn, Michel speaking. No, I'm sorry. We're completely booked. We have a wedding party here. No, there is really nothing I can do. Yes, I'm sure. Positive. No, I don't have to look, ma'am. Yes, of course I'll look. [places phone down, continues sorting mail, picks phone back up] No, I'm sorry. We're completely booked.

Lorelai: Please, Luke. Please, please, please.
Luke: How many cups have you had this morning?
Lorelai: None.
Luke: Plus?
Lorelai: Five, but yours is better.
Luke: You have a problem.
Lorelai: Yes, I do.
Luke: Junkie.
Lorelai: Angel. You've got wings, baby.

Joey: You make that look really good.
Lorelai: It is really good. It's the best coffee in town.
Joey: Yeah? I'll have to get a cup.
Lorelai: Good plan.
Joey: I've never been here before. Just passing through on my way to Hartford.
Lorelai: You're a regular Jack Kerouac.
Joey: Yeah. Hey, mind if I sit down?
Lorelai: You know what, actually, I'm meeting someone-
Joey: I'm Joey.
Lorelai: Okay.
Joey: You don't have a name?
Lorelai: No, I do have a name. I just am really meeting someone. So...
Joey: So I guess I should get going.
Lorelai: So soon?
Joey: What?
Lorelai: I'm just screwing with your mind, Joey. It's nice to meet you. Enjoy Hartford.
Joey: Enjoy your coffee, mystery woman.
Lorelai: Hmm. I like that.

Joey: [to Rory] Yeah, I've never been through here before.
Lorelai: You have, too.
Joey: Oh, hi.
Lorelai: Oh, hi. You really like my table, don't you?
Joey: I was just...
Lorelai: Getting to know my daughter.
Rory: Are you my new daddy?
Joey: Wow. You do not look old enough to have a daughter. No, I mean it. And you don't look like a daughter.
Lorelai: That's possibly very sweet of you. Thanks.
Joey: So, daughter. You know, I am traveling with a friend.
Lorelai: She's 16.
Joey: Bye.
Lorelai: Drive safe.

Drella: No, don't move. Just ignore the tiny woman pushing the 200-pound instrument around. This is good. I like this. Maybe after this I'll bench-press a piano. That's it, lady. Tie your shoe now. Don't worry. I'll wait.
Lorelai: Hi, Drella. Hi. I was just wondering, could you be nicer to the guests?
Drella: [stammers] I'm sorry. Did you not want a harp player?
Lorelai: Yes, I did.
Drella: Did you not want a great harp player?
Lorelai: [sighs] Yes, I did.
Drella: I am a great harp player. And this is my great harp, okay? So if you just want someone to be nice to the guests get a harmonica player. Maybe some guy who whistles through his nose. Okay? Capisce? And that is a great spot for a table. The decorator's a genius.