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Gilmore Girls: The Long Morrow

‘The Long Morrow’

Season 7, Episode 1 -  Aired September 26, 2006

Lorelai wakes up in Christopher's bed after her argument with Luke. Meanwhile, Rory wakes up as Logan leaves for London.

Quote from Sookie

Sookie: Oh, I am a fantastic arm-wrestler. You know what I think did it? The whisking. All those years of whiskin has given me incredible forearm strength. People are always like, "Why take the time to hand-whip fresh cream? Why not use a machine?" And I've always been like, "I don't know why I do it. It's just something that I do." But now I know. Because I've been training for this very day. I mean, wow! I am strong. And the omelet flipping definitely is part of it. I mean, you know when you use one of those really heavy cast-iron skillets, and you flip, flip? I mean, that's all in the wrist, you know? And that's what they say. You know, that's what people say about arm-wrestling, too. That it's all in the wrist. And, man, I have super-bionic, super-powered, super wrists. I mean, who knew I possessed such...


Quote from Lorelai

Lorelai: No, you don't get it. I need it to be over. I need it to be over because I can't take this anymore. Yes, I love Luke, and, yes, I wanted to marry Luke. But I didn't want a life separate from Luke, and that's all he could give me. I don't want that. If I'm gonna be with Luke, I want to be with Luke, and he didn't get it, and I waited. I mean, God, I waited. It's like Luke is driving a car, okay, and I just want to be in the passenger's seat. But he's locked the door, and and so I have to hold onto the bumper, you know? I'm not even asking him to open the door for me. Just leave it unlocked and say, "Come in." But no, he didn't do that, so I'm hanging onto the bumper, and life goes on, and the car goes on, and I get really badly bruised and hitting potholes. And it hurts. I mean, it hurts. So yesterday, I had to let go of the bumper because it hurts too much. It hurts too much.

Quote from Kirk

Luke: You can't do this. It's an invasion of privacy.
Kirk: Something to fear, Luke?
Luke: You can't take pictures of people for driving by the diner. It's probably not even legal.
Kirk: Spoken like a man with something to hide.

Quote from Lorelai

Rory: Let's do something that doesn't require talking. Like, we could go to the movies.
Lorelai: You want to try not talking at a movie?
Rory: Okay, shopping.
Lorelai: Are you mad?
Rory: We could drink. We could go to a bar and just throw back a few.
Lorelai: Yeah, 'cause drunk people never feel like talking. Ooh, we could go to a club.
Rory: Yeah, 'cause all the hot spots get rolling right about lunchtime.
Lorelai: See? This is why men play sports.
Rory: Sports. We can play sports.
Lorelai: We hate sports.
Rory: We haven't tried every sport.
Lorelai: How about running?
Rory: We could easily talk while we're running.
Lorelai: Not if we were hurdling. Hurdles require more focus and, thus, less talking. Or we could do that kind of running that's like you leap around a tree and up a hill...
Rory: You want to run cross-country.
Lorelai: Not across the whole country, maybe just Michigan.

Quote from Michel

Rory: Michel, what sports do you play?
Michel: Well, since I'm maimed potentially for life, I may never play sports again.
Lorelai: But think back to before this tragic, life-altering injury, when life was still worth living. What sports did you play then?
Michel: Well, pilates, of course.
Lorelai: What?
Rory: It's like yoga with cables and wires.
Lorelai: Sounds very dangerous.

Quote from Lorelai

Michel: Oh, racquetball is also a fantastic workout.
Lorelai: Racquetball?
Rory: Intriguing.
Lorelai: I always liked the sound of racquetball.
Rory: Tell us more about this racquetball.
Michel: Well, it's very simple. A 4-walled room, a racquet, and a rubber ball.
Lorelai: Get to the good part. What are the clothes like?
Rory: Can we wear cute outfits?
Michel: I do.
Lorelai: I think racquetball sounds great.
Rory: Mmm, I'm in.

Quote from Lorelai

Lorelai: I'll see you there in about an hour.
Rory: Deal. Yeah, fun.
Lorelai: Okay. And no talking.
Rory: Except for smack talking because I am so gonna kick your butt in racquetball. No no, I mean, my balls... they're gonna bounce way further than your balls.
Lorelai: Okay, well, you haven't seen my great top... flick wrist...
Rory: We'll learn the terms.
Lorelai: Okay, go home and study.

Quote from Lorelai

Rory: Hey, maybe it's code. Like I'm his rocket, right? Like I'm his rock, E.T. I'm his rock in the eastern time zone.
Lorelai: That's dumb.
Rory: Yeah, like rocket gum is sweeping the nation.
Lorelai: When I have made $1 zillion from my rocket-gum invention, you will eat those words. Or more likely, chew those words and blow a bubble with them, 'cause did I mention that rocket gum is bubble gum? But instead of blowing bubbles, it releases helium that shoots the chewer up into space.

Quote from Lorelai

Rory: I think we should put something on it.
Lorelai: Uh, concealer and loose powder?
Rory: Ice, Mom. I think we should put ice on it.
Lorelai: So boring. Neosporin and an eye patch? Bactine, bacitracin, hydrogen peroxide. Winnie The Pooh band-aids?
Rory: I'm getting you some ice.
Lorelai: Good lord, where'd I get all this stuff?

Quote from Lorelai

Lorelai: Steak is supposed to be good for a black eye.
Rory: Frozen peas.
Lorelai: Why would I put peas in my eye?
Rory: No, like a bag of frozen peas. It molds to the contour of your face.
Lorelai: But steak has actual healing properties. Something about the juices or the fats is good for the skin.
Rory: I'm going to Doose's to get you some ice.
Lorelai: And steak. And peas. And ice cream! That would feel good on my eye. And then when I'm done using it, we can eat it. It's black-eye dinner.
Rory: Says the woman who can't cook ice.

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