Babette: I tried to make Snoopy -- figured he's easy to draw, and what kid doesn't like snoopy, right? Plus, as the added bonus, he's black-and- white, and the onesie's already white, so I only got to add the black. But it's looking more like a chocolate-chip cookie. A big one. Which is okay, 'cause what kid doesn't like a cookie?

Rory: Oh, hey, Lane asked me to be her Lorelai Gilmore to her kids, like you were to her.
Lorelai: Aww.
Rory: Yeah. Big shoes to fill.
Lorelai: Well, luckily, we have similar feet. [chuckles]
Rory: What?
Lorelai: Oh, it's nothing.
Rory: Come on.
Lorelai: I just think my first pancake turned out pretty darn good.

Luke: Seems like yesterday she was taking up three tables at the diner with those giant books of hers. Yep. She was something. Is something.

Lorelai: What if you get kids who are passionate about religion? I mean, you may have kids who want to study the bible.
Lane: Trust me, my kids are not gonna want to study the bible.
Lorelai: You don't know what your kids are gonna want. You think your mom thought she was gonna get a kid who loved Jane's Addiction?
Lane: Well...
Lorelai: You might get kids who are nuts for Exodus, crazy for Deuteronomy, and then what? You want them hiding their bibles under the floorboards?
Lane: Well, look, if my kids want to go to bible study, they can go to bible study.
Lorelai: Well, see? And then what about church? If they want to go to church, you're not gonna let them, even at Christmas, when they have the manger, you know, and the petting zoo with the sheep and the donkeys?
Lane: Well, I might take them at Christmas.
Lorelai: Okay, so when you say they're never going to church, you don't really mean they're never going to church.
Lane: Okay, not never never, but mostly never.

Lorelai: Well, that's good news, because onesies are the exact opposite of pancakes. They're totally impossible to screw up. You can slap anything on a onesie and it looks cute.
Rory: Anything?
Lorelai: Yeah. Alligator, fried egg, tools... These are not generally considered cute items.
Rory: "I'll take the adorable phillips-head", not something you hear normally.
Lorelai: But you put that on a little onesie-
Rory: You're right, it's pretty damn cute.
Lorelai: So cute.

Mrs. Kim: You've come for pictures of Lane?
Lorelai: Yeah.
Mrs. Kim: Here you are.
Lorelai: Thanks.
Mrs. Kim: I am giving these to you in pristine condition, and I expect that that is how they will be returned. Do not cut them up or put glue on the back.
Lorelai: I will do my best. I will return them in the condition in which they were received.

Lorelai: Can I tell your mom that?
Lane: Okay, if you want, but tell her I am not bending on the shrimp thing.
Lorelai: I got you there. Fried shrimp is one of the best things on the planet.
Lane: A double whammy. Unclean meat fried in unclean oil.
Lorelai: That doesn't sound as good, but look at it this way. For the first year, your kids probably won't be eating solid food anyway, and I don't think they make mashed fried shrimp.
Lane: So?
Lorelai: So, you could tell your mother that your kids will not eat fried shrimp for at least a year, right?
Lane: Well, technically.
Lorelai: "Technically" is good enough for me. You sit tight. I'll be back.

Mrs. Kim: So, you're giving me a guarantee for Christmas and Easter.
Lorelai: At a minimum.
Mrs. Kim: And there will be a possibility of bible study and no unclean meats for at least a year. That's a start, at least.
Lorelai: So, do we have a deal?
Mrs. Kim: No, I never take first offer. This is what I want. Attendance at weekly church services, bible study twice a week, Adventist summer camp, no unclean meats or hydrogenated oils, Christmas will be celebrated with no gifts, and there will be no sandboxes or parties with pony rides.
Lorelai: What's wrong with ponies?
Mrs. Kim: Flies buzzing around, carrying infectious diseases.
Lorelai: No infected ponies, fine. But sandboxes? I mean, come on. Kids play, they go to the park. You have to be reasonable.
Mrs. Kim: It is not reasonable for Lane to think that she will raise my grandchildren as heathens while I stand by and do nothing.

Mrs. Kim: Lane Van Gerbig, what is wrong with you? Parties are not the most important thing in life.
Lane: I know.
Mrs. Kim: Do you?
Lane: Of course. It's just that this one is my last.
Lorelai: Why is it your last?
Lane: I'm about to be a mother.
Lorelai: Um, mothers can have parties.
Lane: Not for themselves. They only do things for their children. She did everything for me. And I'm gonna be the same way.
Mrs. Kim: You will have the party.
Lane: How?
Mrs. Kim: Uh... Lorelai will figure something out.
Zach: Cool!

Gypsy: What am I supposed to turn this into?
Babette: I don't know... a blob?
Lorelai: Make it a bunch of blobs. You know, a baby's first rorschach test.
Miss Patty: Oh, yeah. I see a ballerina about to take flight.
Babette: I see cheese.
Lorelai: See? Something for everyone.