Sookie: It's too bad you couldn't get your mom to relinquish Friday.
Lorelai: She has her Vulcan death grip on that.
Sookie: Not that surprising though.
Lorelai: Emily Gilmore. Oh, you could set your watch by her. You know what she did do last night?
Sookie: Wore jeans.
Lorelai: Served pudding.
Sookie: [gasps] I was close.
Lorelai: I mean, I'm sure it was some expensive form of pudding but nonetheless, it was pudding!
Sookie: That is amazing.
Lorelai: Right? That would mean that she made a mental note that we liked pudding. Which means that she listened to something other than the judgmental conga line in her head, and got over the fact that to her, pudding is hospital food, and only acceptable when you've just had a vital organ ripped out.
Sookie: Wow. That's some journey she had to take there.

Lorelai: Do you need me?
Michel: The landscaper does.
Lorelai: Rory's birthday party is Saturday night. So start thinking up reasons why you can't come.
Michel: I'm going to be out of town.
Lorelai: You used that last year.
Michel: I'll work on it and get back to you.
Lorelai: 7:00. Presents mandatory.

Emily: [gasps] What about pearls?
Lorelai: Pearls?
Emily: A double string of pearls with a cashmere sweater set.
Lorelai: Mom, she's a young girl. Think of something young.
Emily: A Montblanc pen?
Lorelai: To put on her desk at the law firm?
Emily: She needs to write.
Lorelai: Well, not with a $200 pen, she doesn't.

Lorelai: Oh, hey, look. These day planners are adorable. You could get her the funky eraser with the mermaid on it. She'll love that.
Emily: Please be serious. We're shopping for Rory.
Lorelai: No, Mom, I'm shopping for Rory. You're shopping for your imaginary grandchild, Barbara Hutton.
Emily: I want to get her something nice.
Lorelai: I know you do, but you asked for my help, but you're not listening.
Emily: Well, you wanted me to get her a Filofax and a mermaid eraser.
Lorelai: It's one suggestion.
Emily: Oh, yes. And there was the T-shirt with the Farrah Fawcett face.
Lorelai: A hero to many who aspire to the perfect feather flip.

Rory: What is that?
Lorelai: These are our party dresses.
Rory: So it's a Halloween party?
Lorelai: Listen, you. So I'm shopping today with your grandmother and it's a whole three hours of, "Who are you buying that for, Mom?" "Have you met Rory?" And then finally I talked and she listened. She wound up getting you something I think you're gonna like.
Rory: Really?
Lorelai: Yes, really. And of course she insisted on buying us these dresses. But I think I can do something to make them better.
Rory: Wow. I've never seen you so cheery after spending time with Grandma.
Lorelai: Well, it's been a long time since we got together and didn't end up fighting. It was refreshing. It wasn't exactly fun but I didn't get that shooting pain in my eye like I usually do.

Luke: Wrong table.
Rory: Since when is there a right table?
Luke: Since the coffee cake I baked for you, and the stupid balloons I blew up are at that table, over there.
Rory: You blew up balloons for me?
Luke: Yeah.
Rory: Oh, Luke, you old softy.
Luke: I count to three, it's gone.
Rory: Thank you.

Rory: I'm just dreading this whole night. I mean, it's bad enough that I have to see these stupid kids from Chilton every day. But tonight, on my birthday? I've never even talked to most of them. I mean, I've only been going to this school for a couple of months. God, they're gonna think I am the biggest freak. That I need my grandma to get people to come to my party.
Lane: Well, what did Lorelai say when you told her?
Rory: I didn't.
Lane: Why not?
Rory: Because of the pudding.
Lane: Oh, the pudding. Right, I forgot about the pudding.
Rory: My grandmother served us pudding the other night. Then she went shopping with my mom, and they didn't fight. I don't know, I mean, they never get along. And now, suddenly, they're getting along. And I knew that if I told Mom about the invite, she'd wig out and call Grandma and that would be the end of the pudding.

Lorelai: Here.
Rory: What is it?
Lorelai: Shirley Temple.
Rory: What are you drinking?
Lorelai: A Shirley Temple Black.
Rory: [sniffs Lorelai's drink] Wow.
Lorelai: I got your Good Ship Lollipop right here, mister.

Rory: I'm sorry I snapped at Grandma.
Lorelai: Yeah, that was a pretty Freaky Friday moment we had back there.
Rory: She just went ahead and invited all those kids from Chilton.
Lorelai: You're kidding. I thought she checked on that with you.
Rory: She didn't ask me or tell me.
Lorelai: Oh, man, I'm so sorry.
Rory: I just- I don't know, but it really made me mad.
Lorelai: Oh, honey, why didn't you tell me?
Rory: Because you were happy. I mean, it's not often that there's peace between you two. I didn't want to screw everything up.
Lorelai: Rory, I appreciate you wanting Mom and I to get along but you shouldn't keep such stuff from me.
Rory: I feel terrible. I mean, I've never yelled at her before.
Lorelai: Oh, listen, you'll apologize. All will be forgotten. You'll see.

Lorelai: Hmm. Oh, man. It's like time has stood still in this room.
Rory: It must be weird for you to be in this room now.
Lorelai: Yeah, it was weird for me to be in this room then. You know, they gave this to me with the glass on.
Rory: I now officially know what it feels like to have grown up here.
Lorelai: It's not official until you're huddled in a corner, eating your hair.
Rory: Do you remember your last birthday here?
Lorelai: Yeah. We had just had a fight, and I was lying on the bed just like you are now.
Rory: What did you fight about?
Lorelai: Well... I was pregnant.
Rory: Oh, that.
Lorelai: And I said something at the table about the pate smelling like Clorox and one thing led to another, and I wound up here. They hadn't told anybody yet about me... and you.
Rory: That must have been really hard on them.
Lorelai: Yeah. I remember when I finally told them it was the only time they ever looked small to me.