Lorelai: Please, Luke. Please, please, please!
Luke Danes: How many cups have you had this morning?
Luke Danes: Plus?
Lorelai: Five, but yours is better.
Luke Danes: You have a problem.
Lorelai: Yes, I do.
[Luke fills her cup]
Luke Danes: Junkie.
Lorelai: Angel. You've got wings, baby.
Mrs. Kim: How was school? Any of the girls get pregnant, drop out?
Lane Kim: Not that we know of.
Rory: Oh come to think of it JoAnna Pozner was glowing a little.
Mrs. Kim: What?
Lane Kim: Nothing Mama. She's just kidding.
Mrs. Kim: Boys don't like funny girls.
Lorelai: You really like my table, don't you?
Joey: I was just... uh
Lorelai: Getting to know my daughter.
Rory: Are you my new daddy?
Joey: Wow. You do not look old enough to have a daughter. No, I mean it. And-and-and you do not look like a daughter.
Lorelai: That's possibly very sweet of you. Thanks.
Joey: So. Daughter. You know, I am traveling with a friend.
Lorelai: She's sixteen.
Lorelai: So who is he?
Rory: There's no guy.
Lorelai: Dark hair, romantic eyes, looks a little dangerous?
Rory: This conversation is over.
Lorelai: Tattoos are good too.
Rory: I don't wanna change school because of all the reasons I've already told you a thousand times. If you don't wanna believe me, that's fine. Goodnight.
Lorelai: Does he have a motorcycle? 'Cause if you're gonna throw your life away he'd better have a motorcycle!
Lorelai: [Michel is ignoring the phone] Michel, the phone.
Michel: Mmm-hmm. It rings.
Lorelai: Can you answer it?
Michel: No, people are particularly stupid today. I can't talk to anymore of them.
Lorelai: You know who's really nice to talk to? The people at the unemployment agency.
Michel: [He pickes up the phone] Independence Inn, Michel speaking.
Michel: No, I'm sorry, we're completely booked.
Rory: You're happy.
Rory: [suspiciously] Did you do something slutty?
Lorelai: I'm not that happy.
Dean: So, how are you liking Moby Dick?
Rory: Oh, it's really good.
Rory: Yeah, it's my first Melville.
Rory: I mean, I know it's kind of cliché to pick Moby Dick as your first Melville but... Hey, how did you know I was reading Moby Dick?
Dean: Uh, well, I've been watching you.
Rory: Watching me?
Dean: I mean, not in a creepy, like, "I'm watching you" sort of way. I just - I've noticed you.
Dean: Every day. After school you come out and you sit under that tree there and you read. Last week it was Madame Bovary. This week it's Moby Dick.
Rory: But why would you...
Dean: Because you're nice to look at, and because you've got unbelievable concentration.
Dean: Last Friday these two guys were tossing around a ball and one guy nailed the other right in the face. I mean, it was a mess, blood everywhere, the nurse came out, the place was in chaos, his girlfriend was all freaking out, and you just sat there and read. I mean, you never even looked up. I thought, "I have never seen anyone read so intensely before in my entire life. I have to meet that girl."
Rory: Maybe I just didn't look up because I'm unbelievably self-centered.
Dean: Maybe, but I doubt it.
Lorelai: What do you need? Hot tea, coffee?
Rory: Lip gloss.
[Opens her purse]
Lorelai: I have vanilla, chocolate, strawberry, and toasted marshmallow.
Rory: Anything in there not resembling a breakfast cereal?
[pulls out another bag]
Lorelai: It has no smell but it changes colors with your mood.
Lorelai: [after leaving Emily and Richard's house] Do I look shorter? 'Cause I feel shorter.
Rory: Hey, how about I buy you a cup of coffee?
Lorelai: Oh yeah. You drive though. OK? 'Cause I don't think my feet will reach the pedals.
Emily: You took that girl and completely shut us out of your life.
Lorelai: You wanted to control me.
Emily: You were still a child.
Lorelai: I stopped being a child the minute the strip turned pink, okay? I had to figure out how to live. I found a good job.
Emily: As a maid. With all your brains and talent.
Lorelai: I worked my way up. I run the place now. I built a life on my own with no help from anyone.
Emily: Yes, and think of where you would have been if you'd accepted a little help, hmm? And where Rory would have been. But no, you were always too proud to accept anything from anyone.
Lorelai: Well, I wasn't too proud to come here to you two begging for money for my kid's school, was I?
Emily: No, you certainly weren't. But you're too proud to let her know where you got it from, aren't you? Well, fine, you have your precious pride and I have my weekly dinners. Isn't that nice? We both win.