[After Jess has finished cleaning the gutters on the roof, Lorelai walks out assuming he took Rory's bracelet.]
You weren’t gonna come get your money?
Ah, I figured I’d get it eventually. It’s not like I don’t know where you guys live.
(chuckles) That’s true. You certainly do know where we live. Well here. (hands him the money he made for cleaning the gutters.) After all, you earned it.
Rory’s bracelet; you had it the whole time.
No idea what you’re talking about.
What, did you break into our house, you got all dressed in black and pulled a Mission: Impossible?
Actually, I came down the chimney and pulled a Santa Claus.
Thought a ridiculous accusation deserved a ridiculous response.
So it’s just a great big ol’ coincidence that I catch you coming out of Rory’s room a half an hour before she mysteriously finds the bracelet under her bed?
I mean, I know you hate the world, but I thought you liked Rory.
Oh, don’t "whatever" me, you little jerk! You let Rory run around completely panicked, thinking she lost her boyfriend’s bracelet. She was miserable, do you understand that?!
I’m sure you’re jealous of Dean because he’s great and Rory’s madly in love with him, but you taking the bracelet didn’t hurt Dean, it hurt Rory. That bracelet is the most precious thing she owns. She never takes it off. It means everything to her, and you stealing it was unbelievably cruel!
The "most precious thing she owns"?
If it’s the "most precious thing she owns", why did it take her TWO WEEKS to figure out it was gone, huh?! (Lorelai is dumbfounded) You might wanna re-evaluate how madly in love she is. I wouldn’t start calling him "son" yet.
You read my mind. (walks off)
Who was that on the phone?
No one wouldn't be happening to be heading over here right now would he?
Dean's on his way over and Rory doesn't want him to find me here
Jess, I'm asking you as a friend, just please leave, now
Do you really want me to go?
I really want to avoid a fight with Dean
: I just twisted my ankle, I better go lie down
God, you're no fun when you're tense! Are you sure you want me to go, cause maybe this whole thing can be solved between me and Dean if we just sit down and had a little heart-to-heart. He could tell me his issues, I'll tell him mine...
I promise to speak slowly
OK, well give him my best would ya...actually, I guess I could do that myself.
Dean, Jess just came by to bring me some food.
He wanted to make sure I ate.
Personally I could care less if she eats.
Yea, true, he could care less.
I see you brought a little something too...is that ice cream? That's so nice! A tiny little ice cream package just big enough for two. Hey, are you guys gonna feed each other, cause that's just so darn cute...oops. You're doing that towering over me thing, huh, I tell ya, you've really got that down. it helps that you're 12 feet tall but this Frankenstein scowl really adds to the whole...
OK, I'm going. Look man, I really was just droppin' off some food, so don't get all West Side Story on me, OK?
Sookie, what are you downloading from Prague?
Color samples for the big ceramic stands.
Big ceramic stands for what?
For the giant paper mache mushrooms.
What are the paper mache mushrooms for?
For the midgets dressed like angels to dance under, silly!
[Rory's school business project team, the "Style Aid Corporation", meets with her grandfather Richard as advisor.]
Now, at this point, I would like to turn the meeting over to Paris, who will bring us up to date on our latest development. Paris.
[Paris, hands crossed behind her back, confidently and cheerfully addresses the "board" as she paces around the table.]
First, let me say that I'm glad to see you all here today, at the beginning of what I think is going to be a very exciting experiment.
[A nervous Brad turns to Chip.]
BBrad
[whispering] She doesn't have the baseball bat in her hands, does she?
[Michel is railing at Lorelai for mentioning his eating habits to his doting mother in passing.]
I just assumed, since you gave up carbs a year ago, she knew.
[angrily] Yes! Well, you know what happens when you assume?
I don't know! S-something about a donkey! It's a… stupid American phrase!
Okay, that's a good idea. But, if we went with that, we'd actually have to build a robot.
And how do you suggest we do that?
(points to Brad) Well, he looks like he's built one!
BBrad
I've never built a robot!
(leans over toward him) But you've tried haven't you?
Lorelai Gilmore, are you seriously suggesting that your father go to a complete stranger and talk about his personal life?
Lots of people swear by it.
Yes, disturbed people, deviants, people with multiple personalities who see things and hear things talking to them and roam the streets talking to themselves and licking parking meters.
