Lorelai: I wonder if I want to be something other than the Renoir girl.
Rory: I'm sorry, the audience has come to expect you in the role of Renoir girl. You can't disappoint them. It's a plum role.
Lorelai: True, true.

Rory: Is this what you're using, Dream Fresh laundry powder?
Lorelai: It's a new brand.
Rory: It's an off-brand.
Lorelai: It leaves your clothes with that Dream-Fresh scent.
Rory: You used a coupon, didn't you?
Lorelai: Thirty-five cents off or not, I still would have chosen Dream Fresh.

Rory: You're really bummed about this, aren't you?
Lorelai: On the outside, I am a mature adult who's able to put setbacks like this in their proper place, and on the inside, I just wanna wear that pretty dress again!
Rory: You will.
Lorelai: Yeah, if a brick lands on Taylor's head and he suddenly likes me again. Oh, a brick.

Rory: You are going to be the Renoir girl. End of story.
Lorelai: How?
Rory: Well, if they want an Anthea for "Portrait of a Young Girl Named Anthea," then they're going to have to have you for the Renoir girl.
Lorelai: Well, look at you folding your laundry all haughty and powerful.
Rory: Bada-bing all over his nice ivy-league suit.
Lorelai: Rory, you couldn't do that. Come on. It would be embarrassing, it would be manipulative, and can you do it tonight?
Rory: I think I'll wait until the Anthea costume is perfectly fitted to my specifications. Then we won't have no surprises.
Lorelai: I am in awe.
Rory: Pass me the Dream Fresh?
Lorelai: I wouldn't dare not to.

Lane: Maybe there's a way to offset his oldness. Put a hat on him. Dress him up like Angus Young in AC/DC, that schoolboy outfit.

Lorelai: Wow, that woman's got strong hands.
Sookie: She ate a whole jar of crunchy peanut butter in one sitting.
Lorelai: I would want a woman just like that yanking the baby out of me.

Luke: You having twins?
Sookie: Uh... no.
Lorelai: You sure?
Sookie: Let me think about it for another millisecond... no!
Luke: It looks like you're having twins.
Sookie: You're gonna make me fall in love with you, Luke.

Lorelai: I would give you a hug if you would sit still for one second.
Sookie: Yours came out. How'd you get yours out?
Lorelai: I swallowed a map.

Lorelai: Got your ferret.
Rory: Oh, he looks mean.
Lorelai: I don't think there's any such thing as a friendly ferret and definitely not a cute one.
Rory: Yeah, they got dealt a rough card, those ferrets.

Taylor Doose: Art nouveau clock girl touched her face? This place is bedlam.
Miss Patty: Oh, relax, Taylor. We're right on schedule. Have a cigarette.
Taylor Doose: I don't smoke.
Miss Patty: Could you start?