Rory: It's culs-de-sac.
Lorelai: No way!
Rory: It is.
Lorelai: The plural of cul-de-sac is culs-de-sac? That doesn't even sound like English.
Rory: That's because it's French.
Lorelai: You know what I mean.
Rory: I hate to be the bearer of bad news.
Lorelai: Words should sound right to be right.
Rory: That's not how it works.
Lorelai: So, what, the plural of yo-yo is yos-yo?
Rory: Yeah, 'cause that sounds so natural.
Lorelai: As natural as culs-de-sac.

Michel: I just want to know where my office is going to be.
Lorelai: Fonzie used the bathroom as his office.
Sookie: Yeah, what are you saying, that what's good enough for the Fonz isn't good enough for you?
Lorelai: Yeah.
Michel: Fonzie used that bathroom office only intermittently and not for any business for which he was paid.
He had use of a private office at the auto shop he worked at, then access to the teachers' lounge where he taught night school part time.
Lorelai: Oh my God, you're taking this Fonzie thing way too seriously.

Lorelai: What happened to the chocolate?
Emily: What chocolate?
Lorelai: You compared it to Toblerone, that's chocolate.
Richard: You brought up Toblerone. I just said it was better than that because I think it is.
Emily: Marzipan is candy. You like candy.
Lorelai: Marzipan is not candy. It is a unique substance unto itself, like Velveeta or plutonium.

Rory: So, you guys have fun?
Paris: I told you that on the phone.
Rory: I know. You have fun after that?
Paris: Sure. The resort was beautiful. A little too star-studded. Harrison Ford and Calista Flockhart were there. They tongue kissed in public.
Rory: They're in love.
Paris: Then she'd tickle his tummy and he'd giggle. It was foul.
Rory: To each his own.

Michel: I have not seen Sookie once this month where she has not greeted me by shoving something in my mouth.
Lorelai: Are you sure it was food every time?
Michel: You can joke, but as long as super low rise jeans are in fashion for men, I must stay trim or I'll die.
Sookie: [o.s.] Come on in!
Lorelai: How low we talking here?
Michel: I've had to wax.
Lorelai: Subject over.

Michel: This is a tasting.
Sookie: I just need your opinion.
Michel: My opinion is you're trying to fatten me out of a love life.
Sookie: I thought you were celibate.
Michel: Not by choice.

Lorelai: So everyone in the entire world knew the plural of cul-de-sac was culs-de-sac?
Richard: Yes.
Lorelai: Okay. So Mariah Carey is out with some friends and she's had a couple cocktails, she glances down from the roof and says, "Oh, look at all those culs-de-sac."
Rory: Why are they on the roof?
Lorelai: It's a rooftop bar.
Richard: How have you been saying it?
Lorelai: Cul-de-sacs.
Richard: And no one ever corrected you?
Lorelai: No, because that's the way it should be. Even if it isn't technically correct, it should be pronounced that way.
Rory: Mom, Mom, just let it go.
Lorelai: I will never let this go.

Lorelai: Well, what would the school say if they knew about this?
Rory: Yes, what about that? This guy's risking everything - his job, his reputation.
Lorelai: Yes, well, he'll always have Paris.
Rory: How long have you been waiting with that one?
Lorelai: I just had a feeling the opportunity would present itself eventually.
Rory: Maybe it's a phase. It'll pass.
Lorelai: Oh, yeah, or he will.

Lorelai: I can't believe you rolled little Davey under the bed.
Michel: Davey?
Lorelai: Yes, Davey, Sookie's baby.
Michel: Is that his name? I've been calling him Truman.
Lorelai: Why?
Michel: I thought that's what his name was.
Lorelai: Where'd you get Truman from?
Michel: I don't know, I heard it wrong, okay? Do you think he's gonna hold this against me?
Lorelai: What, the man that rolled him under the bed? No, I think you're good.

Jason: Sleep good?
Lorelai: I watched The Daily Show, fell into the best sleep I ever had, woke up, watched Fast Times at Ridgemont High, had a vanilla-scented jacuzzi bath.
Jason: Ah, so that's what the look on your face is. I thought it was from sex with me.
Lorelai: No, it's from the jacuzzi bath.