Luke Quote #41

Quote from Luke in That Damn Donna Reed

Luke: You know, this place hasn't been painted since my dad was alive.
Lorelai: No, I didn't know that.
Luke: He painted it before he opened it and once more when the roof caved in one winter. I think that's probably it.
Lorelai: The paint lasted a long time. He got his money's worth.
Luke: Yeah. He really loved this place, you know? [exhales] The store was his life. Mine, too, I guess. I spent every minute I wasn't in school in here. I spent a lot of minutes I was supposed to be in school here, too.
Lorelai: How come you opened a diner? Why didn't you keep it a hardware store?
Luke: I don't know. I didn't love the hardware business the way my dad did, and I knew how to cook, so I just thought a diner would be more... fun.
Lorelai: [chuckles] That's a hard word for you to say.
Luke: I just always wanted to work here. [sighs] Just where Dad did.

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 ‘That Damn Donna Reed’ Quotes

Quote from Lane

Lane: Okay, let's have a look. Okay, we have classic rock, progressive rock, pretty-boy rock...
Rory: Excuse me?
Lane: Bon Jovi, Duran Duran, The Wallflowers, Bush...
Rory: Got it. Next?
Lane: Uh, punk, new wave, German metal bands... Broadway soundtracks.
Rory: Interesting filing system.
Lane: Anything yet?
Rory: Nope, sorry.
Lane: Okay. Well, over there, we have jazz, jazz vocals, classical, country rockabilly, Sinatra: The Capitol Years. Oh, wait. The miscellaneous section.
Rory: Hey, that sounds right. William Shatner? Is this the one where he sings "Tambourine Man"?
Lane: And "Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds".
Rory: Remind me to get this for my mom for her birthday.

Quote from Dean

Dean: What are we watching?
Lorelai: The incomparable Donna Reed Show.
Rory: What's in there?
Dean: A salad.
Rory: Salad?
Dean: Yeah, it's a quaint dish sometimes used to precede large quantities of pizza. [Lorelai and Rory give Dean a puzzled look] It's for me.
Rory: Clearly.

Quote from Lorelai

Lorelai: Kick-ass wine.
Emily: How poetic.
Lorelai: It's got a nice smell. Earthy, vibrant. You can taste the Italian's feet.
Richard: Well, it's a Bordeaux. It's French.
Lorelai: Hmm. What's an Italian's foot doing in a French wine?