Luke: Lorelai, relax. I'm fine if you want to just forget it ever happened, really.
Lorelai: No, I don't want to forget it ever happened. It was a great kiss.
Lorelai: If one of us had been a frog, it would have had some seriously impressive consequences.
Lorelai: So, what do you think?
Luke: I think I'm really relieved you feel that way.
Lorelai: So you concur?
Luke: Dear God, yes.
Emily: I am going to Europe, Richard. I'm going to Europe and I'm going to have a marvelous time! I'm going to get up at 10 and have two glasses of wine at lunch every single day!
Richard: Only prostitutes have two glasses of wine at lunch!
Emily: Well then, buy me a boa and drive me to Reno because I am open for business!
Richard: I can't talk to you when you're like this! I'm going to bed.
Emily: You go to bed, I'll go to France!
Rory: I was going to be practical, and I was going to be adult, and then...
Lane Kim: Yeah?
Rory: And then he walked in.
Lane Kim: Yeah?
Rory: And he kissed me, and I couldn't think! It was just - and then we...
Lane Kim: Again?
Rory: Well, once you get the hang of it, it's pretty easy to duplicate.
Lane Kim: Where?
Lane Kim: Where did you do it the second time?
Rory: Miss Patty's.
Lane Kim: You did it at Miss Patty's?
Lane Kim: She would be so proud.
Sookie St. James: Hey! It's a party. What's everybody doing up?
Lorelai: Aw, hey, good timing, Squiggy.
Sookie St. James: I was just going to check on my loaves and make sure they're rising properly. The air's a little more humid than I thought it was going to be, and if the loaves aren't rising properly, then - what are you doing?
[Luke and Lorelai pull Sookie closer to the sofa]
Lorelai: We need you to look at Kirk's butt.
Sookie St. James: Why?
Lorelai: Well, because he ran into some rose bushes, and he's got some thorns stuck in it, and I thought of you.
Sookie St. James: Me? Why me?
Lorelai: Well, because... you're a chef.
Sookie St. James: What?
Luke: And you have a kid.
Lorelai: Yes, that's better. You have a kid.
Luke: Neither of us has kids. Well, she does, but it's big and - and - and can look at her own butt.
Lorelai: I got this, thanks.
Lorelai: Okay, fine. Maybe I did. But you didn't have to accept.
Rory: Yes, I did!
Lorelai: No, Rory, you didn't. You're 19, you're in college, you can handle your own affairs. Sorry, that's a bad choice of words, you can handle your own life events.
Lorelai: So make sure they like the lemon candles and that the rooms smell pretty when they get up there. And you did a great job this weekend. Great job.
Maid: Thank you.
[Lorelai gets startled by her mother]
Lorelai: Ahh! My God!
Emily Gilmore: My, what a lovely greeting.
Lorelai: How long have you been sitting there?
Emily Gilmore: 20 minutes, why?
Lorelai: You scared me.
Emily Gilmore: Like I'm Dracula.
Lorelai: No, really you scared me. Oh, my God. My heart won't stop pounding.
Emily Gilmore: Stop being so dramatic. I just came in for lunch. It's not like I did anything truly terrifying like telling you that buttcrack-baring jeans have gone out of style.
Dean Forester: I love you, Rory.
Rory: I love you too, Dean.
[They both smile. Rory suddenly realizes that she's lying on Dean's hand, and the bed is uncomfortably small]
Rory: Are you comfortable? Am I killing your arm?
Dean Forester: My arm is fine.
Rory: I can move...
Dean Forester: Don't you dare move.
Rory: This right here, is... the textbook definition of a perfect moment.
Dean Forester: [laughs] Yeah, it is.
Sookie St. James: Oh my God. You were kissing Luke!
Lorelai: Well, Sookie, I...
Sookie St. James: Oh! I am so glad! You two are perfect for each other. I have always thought that someday, if you just sort of turned around and opened your eyes, that you'd see it. And now you have, I'm just so damn happy!
Lorelai: Well, I'm...
Sookie St. James: You're not gonna die alone. I mean, somebody will *be* there! Somebody will know! Somebody will find the body, and call the police, and...
Lorelai: Yeah, that *is* a relief.