T5E9: “Emily Says Hello”
Título em Português: “O Encontro de Emily”
Roteiro: Rebecca Rand Kirshner
Direção: Kenny Ortega
Originalmente exibido em: 16 de novembro de 2004
OPEN IN STARS HOLLOW – SIDEWALK OUTSIDE DOOSE'S MARKET
[Lorelai appears around the corner and prepares to enter the grocery store.]
JACKSON
[loud whisper OS] Psst! Lorelai.
LORELAI
Jackson.
[She spots him hiding on the side of the building. He's curiously dressed in a thick coat and a concealing lumberjack hat – flaps arranged to hide his face. She is intrigued and approaches him.]
JACKSON
[stage whisper] Shh. Just come here a second. I need you to get some stuff for me from Doose's.
LORELAI
Jackson, what are you doing?
JACKSON
[continues speaking quietly] Stop saying my name. Look, Sookie's got major food cravings, and I can't go in to "Leech Headquarters". They'll be all over me in two seconds flat.
LORELAI
[sympathetic] Selectman job isn't getting any easier, huh?
JACKSON
No, it's getting worse. Like last week -- Ann Benninghoff comes to me, right? She wants to put a sales cart outside the colonial museum selling revolutionary war books and "just a few arrowheads." Fine, but then Sally Lannigan hears about that, and she wants to sell her pine-needle sachets out in front of the gazebo. Fine, but then Kirk comes to me in an outrage because he's allergic to all pine-scented things, and how could I not know this? And pretty soon, I'm nothing but an empty suit of Jackson skin.
LORELAI
Ew. Well, what do you need?
[Jackson pulls a rumpled piece of paper from his coat pocket and unfolds it.]
JACKSON
Oh, thanks. Uh...let's see here. Grapefruit juice, Milk Duds, bloody mary mix, extra-spicy turkey sausage -- this is all going in the same blender, by the way –
LORELAI
Good Lordy.
JACKSON
Chives -- I'm getting a stomachache just reading this list.
LORELAI
Give it to me. I'll brave headquarters for you.
JACKSON
Thank you, thank you, thank you.
[Lorelai pauses and smiles expectantly.]
JACKSON
[Sighs] Do not go where you're going.
LORELAI
Well, what's one leech versus a swarm?
JACKSON
[looks to the skies and whimpers] I have no sanctuary.
LORELAI
The pothole on the road to the Dragonfly is getting worse. Kids are starting to swim in it.
JACKSON
I'll put it on the list, along with everything else.
LORELAI
Top of the list, please? [louder] Jackson!
JACKSON
Don't. Shh.
LORELAI
[feigned innocence] Was that too loud? Can't always tell.
JACKSON
It's on top of the list.
LORELAI
[grins] Be back in a flash.
[She exits into the store as another pedestrian walks by. Paranoid, Jackson quickly turns away, tries to look casual.]
CUT TO SOOKIE AND JACKSON'S HOUSE – INTERIOR - FRONT DOOR
[Jackson enters the house with Lorelai following, both laden with grocery bags.]
JACKSON
Sookie, I'm home.
LORELAI
I'm home, too!
JACKSON
Were we followed? [peers around edge of curtain]
LORELAI
I don't think so. Good thing we ditched that Audi in Marseilles. Now we just have to find that tracking device. [hears crying from next room] Sookie, honey, what's wrong?
SOOKIE
[Crying] I just -- it's just -- it's just so sad.
[Jackson and Lorelai join Sookie in the living room]
LORELAI
Oh! People Magazine. Jackson, you know we don't allow soft human-interest stories around Sookie when she's pregnant.
JACKSON
She must have snuck it in.
SOOKIE
[whimpering] I feel like they were perfect for each other, you know?
LORELAI
[sympathetic] Uh-huh. Who, honey?
SOOKIE
[hiccupping stutters] The two of them. I mean, with the hair and the teeth and the -- you know?
LORELAI
Who's got hair and teeth?
SOOKIE
And then the Divine Brown thing happens, and bammo -- their love's in the toilet.
LORELAI
We're talking Elizabeth Hurley and Hugh Grant?
JACKSON
She must have found an old one somewhere.
LORELAI
[encouragingly] That was years ago, Sookie.
JACKSON
Tons of people have broken up since then.
SOOKIE
[horrified] and Oh, my God!
LORELAI
No, no, it's okay. Everyone's together and happy. Dispose, please.
JACKSON
Gladly. [exits with the magazine]
SOOKIE
Oh, is that my food?
LORELAI
Yes, yes, look. We got, uh, turkey sausage -- extra-spicy like you wanted.
SOOKIE
Yuk.
LORELAI
And grapefruit juice.
SOOKIE
Ugh.
LORELAI
Rappini.
SOOKIE
Ugh. Puke.
LORELAI
You're not craving things anymore, are you?
SOOKIE
I'm sorry.
LORELAI
No.
[Jackson returns to join his wife – sits on the arm of the sofa to comfort her]
SOOKIE
Oh, I mean, I'm so friggin impossible. You're so good to me, and you go to all this trouble, and you get me everything I want, then I don't want it anymore. [Lorelai smiles warmly at her friend] I'm sorry that you have to be in love with a crazy person.
JACKSON
Come here. [Sookie leans into his embrace] I'll tell you what -- I'll deal with as much moodiness and food weirdness as you can dish out as long as you do the actual "squeezing a human being out of your body" part.
SOOKIE
[chuckles] Deal.
[Jackson's gaze wanders out the front window. He stands suddenly, causing Sookie to grunt as she leans into nothing.]
JACKSON
Okay. That car just slowed down as it went past the house.
LORELAI
Jackson, why don't you get away from the window and go relax or something?
JACKSON
Oh, I shouldn't be near a window.
SOOKIE
Why don't you take it easy, sweetie, and go check on Davey?
JACKSON
All right, but if anyone calls for me, I'm not here... and I'm armed and dangerous. [exits again]
LORELAI
[warm tone] He lo-o-o-ves you.
SOOKIE
Then he's certifiable... because I'm certifiable, and you have to be certifiable to put up with that.
LORELAI
Hey, you're pregnant. You're not supposed to be normal. [stands and walks to the kitchen to put away groceries]
SOOKIE
[Chuckles] I guess so. And it may be mean, but when I worry too much about how I'm treating Jackson, I just remember Brandy.
[Sookie stands and follows Lorelai to the kitchen and sits at the table]
LORELAI
Brandy?
SOOKIE
Christopher's Brandy.
LORELAI
Christopher's Sherry?
SOOKIE
Oh. [Chuckles] I knew it was something like that. Anyway, I'm handling this all better than her. How is he, anyway?
LORELAI
Christopher? Fine. [pause] Wow, you know what? I have no idea. He never called me again.
SOOKIE
Really?
[Lorelai joins Sookie seated at the table]
LORELAI
Not once since I went over there. I assume he's doing fine, but I don't know.
SOOKIE
He never called? All those problems with the baby were solved in one night?
LORELAI
Kind of weird, isn't it?
SOOKIE
A little.
LORELAI
You never know with him. He's as unpredictable as a pregnant woman. No offense.
SOOKIE
[Chuckles] None taken.
LORELAI
I hope he and G.G. are okay. The last time I was over there, he was duct-taping her diapers, but... I'm sure he's found the tabby thingies by now. Yeah, I'm sure he's okay.
SOOKIE
Milk chocolate and artichoke hearts.
LORELAI
What?
SOOKIE
That's what I want, and I'm not going to change my mind. Milk chocolate and... bell peppers! [excitedly hops to her feet]
LORELAI
Ah.
SOOKIE
Now I'm not going to change my mind. Jackson, I figured it out! Milk -- dark chocolate. Ooh, taffy! Taffy and walnuts. [Gasps] Taffy -- OOH, pistachios! Ooh, hearts of palm! [she walks out of the room]
CUT TO RORY'S YALE DORM – COMMON ROOM
[Rory seated on sofa, reading a newspaper. Paris paces nervously, then leans over Rory's shoulder]
RORY
Paris, please don't compare our reading speeds again. You're fast, I'm slow. Enjoy your trophy.
PARIS
I need the exact time of today's sunset.
RORY
I'm in the middle of an article.
PARIS
Well, if you read faster, you wouldn't be.
[Rory turns the newspaper page]
RORY
Okay, the time of today's sunset is 4:31.
PARIS
Okay. Then I just have to keep my mind occupied until 4:31.
RORY
Paris.
PARIS
What?
RORY
Tell me again why you're fasting for Ramadan.
PARIS
Look, Rory, if you want to crib your articles from the A.P. Wire, that's your business. I, on the other hand, actually give a rat's ass about journalistic integrity. When I write about Ramadan, I experience Ramadan. Are you chewing gum?
RORY
What? Yes. Why?
PARIS
I'd really prefer it if you didn't chew it at me.
RORY
Paris, did you know that not eating can make people kind of snippy?
PARIS
Ramadan is about a lot more than just not eating. It calls for a total abstinence from food particles passing through the mouth or nose. Your bazooka is passing through my nose.
[Knock on door]
RORY
It's unlocked. [Marty walks in carrying a paper sack] Hey, Marty.
MARTY
So, I just bartended this crazy brunch with chocolate fountains and floating ice sculptures, and I snagged us all kinds of hors d'oeuvres. [indicating the two bags he's carrying]
PARIS
[sarcasm] Oh, nice going, bucko.
MARTY
[eyes Paris timidly] Okay, so, she didn't really mean "nice going," right? 'Cause there's sort of a devil-eye thing going on.
RORY
She's fasting.
PARIS
People came to America to escape religious persecution.
[Cell phone rings – Rory stands and retrieves her cell phone. Marty takes her vacant seat on the sofa.]
MARTY
Well, what religion is anti-leftovers? [eyes Paris warily]
RORY
Hello.
LORELAI
Hi. Guess where I am?
RORY
Mom.
LORELAI
Go on, guess.
RORY
Oh, I don't know, Luke's?
CUT TO STARS HOLLOW – LUKE'S DINER
[Lorelai is standing behind Luke's counter as employees bustle around her.]
LORELAI
But not just at Luke's -- on the phone at Luke's, and it's all perfectly legal because I'm on the diner's phone.
RORY
A loophole. Nice.
LORELAI
You got to love a loophole.
[The scene switches between the diner and Rory's dorm]
RORY
Getting to use Luke's behind-the-counter phone, that's like getting to wear his letterman jacket.
LORELAI
I know. Maybe now he'll ask me to the sock hop.
RORY
I'm glad you guys are all loopholey and sock-hoppy. It's nice.
LORELAI
Yeah. Well, um, I just called to, you know, uh, brag about my loophole and check on plans for Friday night dinner.
[Luke emerges from the back storeroom carrying supplies and shouts.]
LUKE
Hey!
LORELAI
Hon, hold on a sec.
[Luke walks up]
LUKE
What are you doing back here?
RORY
You didn't have permission to be behind the counter, did you?
LORELAI
You don't need permission if you're the girlfriend.
LUKE
[lectures] A sack of potatoes falls on your head, the insurance company doesn't care if you're the girlfriend.
LORELAI
Well, you're storing potatoes in a very weird place if you're worried about them falling on people's heads.
LUKE
[scolds and shoo's] Go. Go. Get.
LORELAI
Okay, I'm getting.
[She pulls the phone cord with her while walking around to the front of the counter returning to her stool. A semi-eaten bowl of pie and ice cream sits before her.]
RORY
He's kicking you out?
LORELAI
No. It's just my boyfriend's so protective of my safety, the thought of food falling on my head makes him crazy. So, anyway, what's better for you -- carpool or meet there?
RORY
Meet's better, I guess.
LORELAI
Okay, honey, I'll see you there.
RORY
Oh, wait -- there's something I want to run by you.
[At the dorm, Marty peeks inside one of his paper bags. Paris alternately fans the air and hits Marty with the newspaper]
MARTY
Can't you just plug your nose or something?
PARIS
Sure, ask a billion Muslims to plug their noses. That makes a lot of sense, Marty.
[She continues to beat him with the paper until he closes the bag and leans back, defeated. Rory exits to her room.]
CUT TO RORY'S DORM - BEDROOM
[Rory enters and closes the door to avoid the noisy ruckus between Paris and Marty. Scene continues to switch between bedroom to Luke's Diner]
RORY
Okay, so, I've got an idea.
LORELAI
Finally this Yale thing's kicking in.
RORY
I am sick of humoring Grandma and Grandpa during this stupid separation of theirs. This "drinks here, dinner there" is dumb. It's not working, and we should not do it anymore.
LORELAI
Well, if you feel it is best to end the Friday night dinners, then as your mother, I feel it is my duty to support you.
RORY
I'm not saying we should end Friday night dinners.
LORELAI
Okay, well, then, as your mother, I feel it is my duty to tell you you're wrong.
RORY
We need to take a stand. No more humoring. We need to get them in a room and talk some sense into them, and to do that, I think we should divide and conquer. So this Friday, I'll have dinner with one, and you'll have dinner with the other.
LORELAI
Uh-huh. Hey, what happened to the idea of ending Friday night dinners? - Because I thought that one had real potential.
[Loud muffled voices continue from the other room]
RORY
This way, we can each talk to them one-on-one, break them down, convince them that their separation isn't okay with us.
LORELAI
It's not?
RORY
Mom, I know they both want to be with each other.
LORELAI
Hon, my parents are very stubborn. I don't want you to get your hopes up about the outcome.
RORY
But I can't stand it the way it is. I think they both miss each other, but they're just too proud, and it's just -- it's kind of breaking my heart.
LORELAI
So...which one do you want me to take?
RORY
How about I'll take grandpa, and you'll take grandma?
LORELAI
Ahh, no!
RORY
Okay, then I'll take grandma, and you take grandpa.
LORELAI
Ahh, no!
RORY
Mom.
LORELAI
Can't I take the butler? He doesn't talk much, and as far as I can tell, thoroughly enjoys the way I dress.
[Marty enters Rory's room and closes door behind him]
MARTY
She's throwing things at me. Religious sanctuary, please.
RORY
[to her mother] The butler is not an option.
LORELAI
Fine, I'll take her.
RORY
Thank you. Bye. [clicks off phone. Marty joins her on the edge of the bed. He hands her a paper bag.] Ooh. What's the bacon wrapped around?
MARTY
Something bacon should never be wrapped around.
RORY
Rich people.
MARTY
They live very different lives.
CUT TO LUKE'S DINER
[Lorelai still sits at the counter. Luke walks up from the other side and clears away Lorelai's bowl and hands it to passing employee. He pulls out his usual tablet and pencil. He talks while he checks numbers.]
LORELAI
Thanks.
LUKE
So, that was Rory?
LORELAI
Yeah.
LUKE
How's she doing?
LORELAI
Fine.
LUKE
With the Dean thing and all, the breakup?
LORELAI
She sounds okay. Actually, she's petite, but she's strong.
LUKE
Good. I'm glad.
LORELAI
Don't gloat.
LUKE
I'm not gloating.
LORELAI
Yes, you are.
LUKE
I just said I'm glad she's okay. That's not gloating.
LORELAI
It was your tone, like you were covering up for being gloaty by sounding extra non-gloaty.
LUKE
Lorelai.
LORELAI
You always hated him. I get it.
LUKE
I never hated him. I just never thought he was right for Rory, and I swear, I'm not gloating.
LORELAI
Well, I don't know. If it walks like a gloat and quacks like a gloat --
LUKE
I wasn't.
LORELAI
I got to go. Kiss. [leans forward and Luke meets her half-way over the counter. They kiss]
[T.J. enters the diner and walks up. He has a towel thrown over one shoulder.]
T.J.
I stink. There's your headline. Keep your distance.
LUKE
[to Lorelai] You better run.
LORELAI
I'll call you later. [gathers her jacket and purse and stands]
LUKE
If I don't strangle myself with the phone cord, I'll answer. [returns to his paperwork]
LORELAI
Hi, T.J.
T.J.
Three feet, Lorelai, 'cause I haven't showered in as many days.
LORELAI
Uh-oh. Goodbye, T.J. [scoots around him carefully and exits]
T.J.
[to Luke] I need your shower, buddy.
[Luke doesn't look up]
LUKE
Sorry. Broken.
T.J.
Really? 'Cause you're looking powder fresh.
LUKE
I am not powder fresh.
T.J.
Come on, Luke, we got no water at our new place, and the flies, they are a-buzzing. [waves his hand] Man!
LUKE
Fine, use my shower, T.J. [points to the direction of the stairs]
T.J.
You're the best, you know that? I worship you.
LUKE
Yeah, you should build an altar to me. You know, I know I shouldn't ask you this, but why isn't your water turned on?
T.J.
'Cause the pipes got trashed after I demo'd the upstairs bathroom.
LUKE
You weren't going to demo the bathrooms.
T.J.
But I had a little accident installing the towel rack, and the next thing you know, the whole bathroom's demo'd.
LUKE
Because of the towel rack?
T.J.
I got very angry at this towel rack.
LUKE
Yes, that's very normal.
T.J.
But I got some replacement pipe. I just got to cut it up into shorter pieces and stick it together, and we're good to go.
LUKE
Okay, sounds like you know what you're doing.
T.J.
I just need some kind of tool that cuts pipe. What would you call that?
LUKE
[sarcastic] I don't know, a pipe cutter?
T.J.
That's it! A pipe cutter! You know anyone who's got a pipe cutter?
LUKE
I have a pipe cutter. Would you like to borrow it?
T.J.
That cuts pipe, right?
LUKE
Hey, T.J., Why don't you just hire a professional?
T.J.
Because I'm trying to be responsible. What with the move and being in escrow and everything, I'm not exactly flush, so I figured I'd do it myself. [uses the "pity me" face] Is that so – wrong?
LUKE
[fatalistic] I'll help you cut the pipe, T.J.
T.J.
[mood immediately brightens] Oh, hey, that's beyond the call. You've got to be the best brother-in-law in the world.
LUKE
Uh-huh. Thanks. Anything else?
T.J.
You know, it's real hell trying to make coffee without water.
LUKE
Have some coffee, T.J.
[T.J. helps himself to a donut under the serving lid]
T.J.
And a cruller to cut the bitterness 'cause sometimes -- no offense -- I find your coffee a little bitter. I mean, it's good. It's just a little bitter.
CUT TO DRAGONFLY INN – FRONT DESK
[Lorelai is typing on the computer. Michel walks up as a guest departs.]
MICHEL
We need to talk.
LORELAI
Shoot.
MICHEL
There's a couple here I thought I recognized, but I was not sure, so I consulted an old guest ledger from the Independence Inn and found a physical description that confirmed their identities.
LORELAI
Physical description?
MICHEL
Yes. I had described them with astonishing accuracy, down to the crooked eyes and unsightly moles.
LORELAI
You have a system of describing what people's moles look like?
MICHEL
Mm-hmm. Moles, freckles. What is their weight? Are they buxom? Is their chin cleft? Do they walk with any sort of limp? But this is beside the point. You remember the bathrobe bandits?
LORELAI
[feigns a gasps then returns deadpan] No.
MICHEL
The married couple from Massachusetts that stole bathrobes from the Independence Inn every time they came. We call them the bathrobe bandits. They are here.
LORELAI
Did they bring their moles?
MICHEL
With your permission, I'm going to remove their bathrobes from their room as a preventative measure.
LORELAI
No, no, Michel, come on. If they steal robes, we just charge their credit card.
MICHEL
And if they take a credenza or a couch -- do you think they'll stop at robes?
LORELAI
Then I'll start jotting down mole locations along with you, but for now, let's take a flier on them.
MICHEL
I should never tell you anything.
LORELAI
Promise?
MICHEL
I'm going to leave a vaguely threatening note in their room. [exits]
LORELAI
No, no, no, Michel. No. [to his retreating form]
[Standing alone in the lobby, Lorelai looks thoughtful. She digs out her cell phone and calls a number.]
CUT TO CHRISTOPHER'S APARTMENT
[Chris sits at a desk looking over paperwork. Telephone rings. Chris stands and moves to answer the phone.]
CHRIS
Hello.
LORELAI
[cheerily] Well, if it isn't Mr. Incommunicado.
CHRIS
Lorelai.
[scene switches between the Inn and Chris' apartment]
LORELAI
I figured you'd turned Amish or something and couldn't make any calls until Rumspringa, but, no, here you are, answering the phone.
CHRIS
[a bit uncomfortable] Uh, yeah.
LORELAI
So, how are you?
CHRIS
Uh, fine.
LORELAI
Is this a bad time?
CHRIS
No, not at all. Uh, so, what's going on?
LORELAI
Not much. Just working at the old salt mine. But earlier, I was talking to Sookie who, by the way, got herself knocked up again, the crazy slut. So anyway, we were talking about babies and stuff, and she asked me about you and G.G., And that's when I realized I hadn't talked to you in a while, so here we are.
CHRIS
Sorry I haven't called. I've just, you know, been really busy.
LORELAI
Okay, well, no worries. I know you've got your plate full taking care of G.G. [pause] Um... are you sure this isn't a bad time? [chuckles nervously]
CHRIS
No. No, it's fine. Uh, fine.
LORELAI
Okay, so, how is G.G.? Is she still alive? The last time I was there, things were a little dicey.
CHRIS
She's good. Everything's fine, Lor. Everything's good. Your help was great, and I'm absolutely... fine.
LORELAI
Okay, well, good. So, I guess I'll talk to you later.
CHRIS
[pauses between phrases] Sure. Definitely, okay? I'll talk to you later. Take care.
[Lorelai is puzzled and a bit sad]
LORELAI
Okay. Bye.
CHRIS
Listen, Lor, I just want you to know that I only called you before because I was desperate. I mean, there was no other reason. I was just panicked, and I didn't think, you know?
LORELAI
Chris, sure.
CHRIS
I know that I shouldn't have bothered you. I know you have your own life and your own stuff and I shouldn't be bugging ya, but it was just a one-time thing, you know? So, you don't have to worry about it.
LORELAI
Chris, come on. You can call me anytime you want. You know that.
CHRIS
Yeah, well --
LORELAI
I'm always here for G.G., Whatever you need. Because we got bonds, baby. Just try to break 'em.
CHRIS
Thanks, Lor.
LORELAI
No problem.
CHRIS
Anyhow, G.G.'s great. I've got new pictures, too. I can e-mail them to you, if you want.
LORELAI
Or bring her around next time you're in the hood.
CHRIS
Stars Hollow's a hood now?
LORELAI
Oh, it's always been a hood. We just try to keep it on the down-low. But seriously, you should come by.
CHRIS
Well, I'm going to be adjacent to the hood on Saturday because I'm taking G.G. to see her grandparents.
LORELAI
Come by Saturday.
CHRIS
Are you sure? I don't want to --
LORELAI
come by. We can have lunch here at the inn -- you, me, and G.G. That way, I can check she's still got all her arms and legs.
CHRIS
All right, sure. Sounds good. Uh... Saturday it is.
LORELAI
Okay. See you then.
CHRIS
Yes, you will.
LORELAI
Bye. [Beeps as she clicks off her phone.]
CUT TO ELDER GILMORE RESIDENCE – RICHARD'S POOL HOUSE
[Rory sits on the sofa as Richard fusses in the kitchen looking through all the cabinets. Classical music plays]
RORY
Grandpa, it's fine.
RICHARD
No, it certainly is not fine. When you're entertaining an elegant young lady for dinner, then dinner is expected.
RORY
But I just sprang this on you. You can't be held accountable for your lack of elegant-young-lady food.
RICHARD
Well, I am delighted with your company, though I'm still a little confused at the new arrangement.
RORY
Well, Mom and I realized that we don't really get to spend as much time with you and Grandma since the separation, so we decided to split up.
RICHARD
Well, uh, how would you feel about, uh... ooh, some, uh, batteries and Nutella? [pulls them from the refrigerator shelf]
RORY
Oh, rats. I had that for lunch.
RICHARD
[puts items back and shuts door] Well, that seems to be all I have in here. Robert's shopping skills leave something to be desired.
RORY
So, grandpa --
RICHARD
Wait! I think I have some canned peaches. [goes hunting in another cabinet]
RORY
You've really made it comfortable out here.
RICHARD
Huh. Pears.
[Disappointed, Richard joins Rory and sips his drink]
RORY
Nice. Like a vacation spot. You know, fun and all yours -- not permanent, but fun for now.
RICHARD
Yes, well, fun for now is exactly what I was going for.
RORY
So, it's not permanent?
RICHARD
What?
RORY
The pool house. It's not permanent. You just said "fun for now."
RICHARD
Did I? I must have heard it somewhere.
RORY
I mean, don't get me wrong. It's good to shake things up every now and then -- you know, put a little paint on the house, move the furniture around the den, go blond -- but after you've done all that, it can also be nice to go back to something that's comfortable, something you've depended on for, let's say, 40 years. I mean, if something's been around that long, it must be for a reason, right?
RICHARD
You're a lovely girl.
RORY
I have good genes.
RICHARD
Oh! I think I remember seeing a frozen pizza in here.
RORY
Really?
RICHARD
Aha! Now... the downside of this discovery is that since Robert is currently doing all the shopping, this pizza could have been here since Lorelai's 10th birthday party. The upside, however, is that there is cheese in the crust.
RORY
I've always been a "glass is half full" kind of gal myself.
RICHARD
All righty, then. Here goes nothing.
CUT TO ELDER GILMORE RESIDENCE – MAIN HOUSE – LIVING ROOM
[Lorelai sits impatiently on the love seat while Emily fusses at the bartender cart.]
EMILY
[mutters under her breath] Stupid little -- I can't find -- ridiculous. He should have taken...
LORELAI
What, Mom?
EMILY
Oh, nothing. I'm just trying to make a proper drink, that's all.
LORELAI
Sorry about the change of plans.
EMILY
Oh, please. I'm as flexible as the next person.
LORELAI
See, Rory thought that since Dad's moved out to the pool house, we're not getting enough time with either of you, so --
EMILY
I guess I could use the ice in the freezer, though it's probably old. You know what they say – a little notice ensures fresh ice.
LORELAI
I'm sorry, who says that?
EMILY
We'll just have to have scotch neat.
LORELAI
Super.
EMILY
I'd offer you wine, but all the wine I have has to breathe.
LORELAI
And that requires notice.
EMILY
[joins Lorelai on the loveseat. Lorelai stares.]. What are you looking at?
LORELAI
Nothing. It's just -- isn't -- isn't this weird to you?
EMILY
What?
LORELAI
Sitting next to each other?
EMILY
Would you like me to move?
LORELAI
No, it's fine. It's just... close.
EMILY
Will you explain to me again why we are doing this?
LORELAI
I have no idea because you usually sit over there.
EMILY
I'm talking about Rory being in the pool house, Lorelai.
LORELAI
Rory just thought we should split up tonight, get in some quality... couch time.
EMILY
It seems very silly. We had a perfectly good system worked out. I don't know why we changed it.
LORELAI
Mmm. [pause as she sets down her drink] So, Mom, do you think you and Dad are getting back together?
EMILY
Absolutely not.
LORELAI
Okay, got any peanuts?
EMILY
Your father has proven to me once and for all he's moved on with his life.
LORELAI
You don't think the moving on with his life would have actually included moving?
EMILY
No.
LORELAI
Okay.
EMILY
We attended the Dorman School Bazaar last week. It was a big, formal gathering. All our friends were there. And at dinner, he made me reach for the butter.
LORELAI
What?
EMILY
It was sitting right there in front of him, and yet he didn't offer me the dish. He buttered his own roll, offered the dish to the man next to him, and that was it.
LORELAI
And that's why you think he's moved on?
EMILY
It was a total disregard for my needs. I might as well not have had a roll in front of me at all.
LORELAI
Well, Mom, I'm sorry.
EMILY
It's very upsetting. But at some point, you have to face the facts, and the facts are he's moved on, and therefore, I should move on also.
[Lorelai reaches for her drink in salute]
LORELAI
Absolutely. "Moveon-dot-Org."
EMILY
I think it's time for me to date.
LORELAI
[chokes on her drink] Oh, my God!
EMILY
I want to go on a date.
LORELAI
With... a man?
EMILY
No, a weasel. Of course with a man!
LORELAI
[tries to cover her ear with a free hand] I'm not hearing this.
EMILY
Why shouldn't I date? I'm still a viable commodity.
LORELAI
I need a paper towel and a valium, please.
EMILY
There are plenty of men at the club who, in the past, have made their interests in me known. I just need to figure out how to reciprocate their feelings. You have a lot of experience with men. How do you let them know that you're available?
LORELAI
Well, one of those bench ads usually does the trick.
EMILY
Lorelai, stop it. I need help here. It's been years since I did this, and I don't remember the proper procedure. Now, take me through this step by step. You see a man, you walk up to him, and you say...
LORELAI
Hello.
EMILY
Is that too forward?
LORELAI
No, it's the appropriate way to indicate you're open to a social engagement. Unless, however, you are approaching a weasel. Then I believe the proper signal is just to offer him your hindquarters.
[Emily glowers]
CUT TO OUTSIDE ELDER GILMORE RESIDENCE – FRONT DOOR – SOMETIME LATER
[Rory stands waiting as Lorelai exits the front door. Both slowly walk toward their vehicles]
RORY
Hey. My night was great.
LORELAI
Oh.
RORY
Grandpa made frozen pizza. Granted, he made it on a cedar plank, which was not what the manufacturer intended, but I got a chance to say a lot of things to him -- things about living in the pool house and about him and Grandma, and though I used veiled references, I know he got my point, and he is definitely thinking about it. How did you do?
LORELAI
Grandma wants to date.
RORY
What?!
LORELAI
She wants to date men who hang out at the club and who have expressed interest in her in the past.
RORY
What do you mean, she wants to date? You weren't supposed to make her want to date. You were supposed to make her want to get back together with Grandpa!
LORELAI
Hey, I told you not to make me have dinner alone with her.
RORY
What did you say to her?
LORELAI
I said, "are you getting back with Dad?" And she said he wouldn't butter her roll.
RORY
I can't believe you.
LORELAI
I'm sorry. I tried.
RORY
You did not try.
LORELAI
I did try. I just sucked at it. Look, she probably didn't mean it, okay? She's just mad at Dad, and she was just talking. Next week we'll switch. You can have dinner with my mother, and I'll marry my dad off to a nice baroness.
RORY
Don't joke.
LORELAI
Don't hate me.
RORY
I don't hate you. I can't hate the pathetic.
LORELAI
Good. Now, I have a complaint to register. Because of your flawed plan, I was deprived of Friday night with my kid.
RORY
I was trying to reunite your parents.
LORELAI
Oh, sure. Now they're my parents. So anyway, I was thinking, if you're not busy tomorrow, how about you come meet me for lunch at the Dragonfly?
RORY
What time?
LORELAI
1:00-ish?
RORY
See you tomorrow.
LORELAI
Okay.
RORY
And stay away from Grandma.
LORELAI
Ooh, gee, there's a demand.
CUT TO DRAGONFLY INN – NEXT DAY
[Lorelai leads Christopher down the staircase]
CHRIS
I like that it's got rooms. Very novel for an inn.
LORELAI
Mmm, the guests love it when they don't have to sleep communally. They pay extra for it.
CHRIS
Good squeaky stairs, helps sell the old-inn aspect.
LORELAI
Actually, we had those squeaks installed.
CHRIS
Squeakmasters?
LORELAI
Oh, you've used them?
CHRIS
Oh, several times.
LORELAI
Reception's over there, living room's through here. Hey, you recognize the bobblehead dolls on the mantel?
CHRIS
You put those out in public?
LORELAI
Hey, they are a cherished part of my childhood. Plus, all the dirty pieces broke off 10 years ago, so now they're just charming.
CHRIS
I like the jukebox.
LORELAI
I thought you would. And here's where we feed them.
CHRIS
You feed them, too?
LORELAI
And once a day we let them use the bathroom or sit on the furniture.
CHRIS
Classy joint.
CUT TO DRAGONFLY DINING ROOM – SHORT TIME LATER
[Lorelai and Chris are seated at a table. They both look through menus as a waiter deposits a basket of home-baked bread on the table]
LORELAI
So, I'm thinking you should order the steak sandwich and the garlic bread or – [to waiter] thanks. Or fried chicken -- seriously good fried chicken. Or, yeah, get the pork chops 'cause normally, eating pork chops is very similar to sucking on the pottery barn catalog, but Sookie does this brining thing in a saltwater bourbon solution. Sounds a little like laundry, but it's actually unbelievably good. [notices Chris grinning at her] Hmm. What?
CHRIS
Nothing. Just -- you did it.
LORELAI
[confused] I...
CHRIS
You did it. [waves a hand indicating the Inn]
LORELAI
Yeah, I think I did. [leans forward onto the table becoming serious]
CHRIS
How sappy is it going to sound if I say that I'm proud of you?
LORELAI
Oh, my God. So sappy.
CHRIS
Yeah, well, I am.
LORELAI
Thanks, Chris.
CHRIS
Yeah. Okay, so, I think you were trying to talk me into the pork chop.
LORELAI
[Chuckles] Yes, I was.
[Rory enters the dining room]
RORY
Mom. Hey, I –
[She recognizes her dad also seated at the table and comes to a halt. She thinly masks her disapproval.]
LORELAI
Hey, surprise! Look what Mommy dragged in.
CHRIS
Hey, Rory.
RORY
Hey, Dad.
LORELAI
[Chuckles] You haven't said hi to your sister yet.
RORY
Oh, right. [walks around and kisses the baby's forehead] Hey, G.G. Remember me? I'm Rory.
CHRIS
I show her your picture all the time.
RORY
[mild enthusiasm] Great. Thanks.
LORELAI
Your timing's perfect. I'm starved. Have a sit. Isn't this a nice surprise?
[Uncomfortable, Rory sits and stares at her lap unwilling to meet her dad's eyes]
RORY
Uh, very nice, yes. I like to see G.G.
LORELAI
How are you doing there, uh, G.G.? That thumb tasting pretty good there? If you soak it in a saltwater bourbon solution overnight, you'll see a major improvement.
[Rob, a bellboy, enters the dining room and approaches Lorelai]
ROB
Uh, Lorelai, excuse me. There's an incident in the front you may want to check in on.
LORELAI
Okay, Rob, thanks. I'll be right back. Don't say anything hilarious while I'm gone. [Lorelai exits]
CHRIS
Rory --
RORY
One thing. I've only asked you for one thing ever.
CHRIS
This wasn't my idea.
RORY
Stop.
CHRIS
Rory, I didn't call. After you asked me not to, I didn't. Your mother called me. [Rory scoffs] She called me because she hadn't heard from me in a while, and the reason that she hadn't heard from me in a while is because you asked me to stay away, and I did. Please stop shaking your head.
RORY
I don't believe you.
CHRIS
She called me, Rory. She called me. She asked me to lunch.
RORY
You didn't have to accept.
CHRIS
I had absolutely no good reason to say no. What was I supposed to do, tell her that you didn't want me to see her anymore? I didn't want to rat you out. I'm sorry. Look, I didn't even know you were going to be here. This is as much a surprise to me as it is to you.
RORY
Oh I see. So, you didn't think I was going to be here, so, therefore, it makes it safe to come because maybe I wouldn't find out about it.
CHRIS
No, Rory, no. That is not how it went down. You know what? I don't have to explain myself to you. I've done absolutely nothing wrong here.
RORY
Fine.
CHRIS
Look, I'm sorry you're upset, but you know what? Your mother and I have had a relationship long before you ever existed. We grew up together, we had a child together, and no matter what is going on, that does not change.
[Their voices grow louder]
RORY
Great. You knew her first. So that gives you the right to just waltz in and screw everything up?
CHRIS
I did not waltz in. I did not call her. You cannot make me the bad guy here.
RORY
Hey, if the black hat fits --
CHRIS
I'm your father, kid, okay? I think that demands a tiny bit of respect here.
RORY
Fine.
[Lorelai re-enters the dining room and sits back in her seat. She senses the tension.]
LORELAI
See, this is why I love this job. Michel has been obsessed with these guests who he swears are the notorious Bathrobe Bandits from the Independence Inn -- at least the moles match – [both Rory and Chris listen silently] so apparently, they were checking out, and Michel stopped them and demanded they open their suitcases, and they refused, so he grabs the guy's suitcase and starts tearing through all of his stuff, which, of course, went over really well. And when I got there, the wife was calling the cops, and the husband was chasing Michel around with a golf club. It took a comped bill and two free bathrobes in addition to the ones they had stolen to get them to drop the charges. Plus, Michel ripped his pants, and his underwear is pink and shiny. [Silence. Chris smiles weakly. Lorelai chuckles nervously] Did I not hit "pink and shiny" hard enough? Should it have been "his drawers are pink and shiny"? I'm confused 'cause I was going to hit the Orpheum circuit with that materi
[Rory continues to silently look down without speaking]
CHRIS
[uncomfortable] Nope. Uh, nothing. Look, Lor, I should be going.
LORELAI
What? No, we didn't get our briny pork chops yet.
CHRIS
I know. I just -- I really need to get to my parents' house, and G.G.'s going to need her nap soon.
LORELAI
She can nap here.
[Chris gathers the baby bag and picks up G.G. from the highchair]
CHRIS
Oh, no, it's okay. The place looks great, really, and tell Sookie I said thanks from me, and bye, Rory.
RORY
Bye.
LORELAI
Chris.
CHRIS
[OS] I'll call you later.
[Lorelai watches as he exits]
LORELAI
Okay, start connecting those dots.
RORY
Did you call him and invite him to lunch?
LORELAI
What?
RORY
Did you call him and invite him to lunch?
LORELAI
Yeah, I did.
RORY
He didn't call you?
LORELAI
No.
RORY
He didn't initiate this?
LORELAI
No.
LORELAI
Rory, what is going on? [Rory looks stunned] Huh? Answer me.
RORY
I went to see Dad.
LORELAI
When, today?
RORY
No, a while ago, right after Sherry left. I told him that I didn't want him to call you anymore.
LORELAI
Why?
RORY
Mom... come on.
LORELAI
No "Mom, come on." Why? Why did you do that?
RORY
I didn't want him to screw anything up between you and Luke.
LORELAI
Oh, kid. You are so far off here. That is not going to happen.
RORY
Every time he comes back, he ends up messing up your life.
LORELAI
Not true.
RORY
It's completely true. He wants you back, and then he disappears or Sherry gets pregnant or he loses his job or he just takes off -- whatever. No good reason necessary. And it's been like this forever, and you just let him do it. You can't help it.
LORELAI
Rory, come on.
RORY
You can't just break free of him.
LORELAI
What are you talking about?
RORY
You're engaged to Max, and then suddenly, you're not.
LORELAI
Christopher had nothing to do with Max.
RORY
Who was the person you were calling from your bachelorette party?
LORELAI
I was drunk. I tried to call Abe Vigoda, too, if you remember.
RORY
You're just always waiting for him to get himself together.
LORELAI
No, no, hon. I'm not always waiting for him. There have been times when, yes, it would have been nice to actually be with the father of my kid, but... not now. I'm with Luke completely.
RORY
What did he say when you told him?
LORELAI
Told who what?
RORY
Luke. What did he say when you told him you were having lunch with Dad?
[Stunned, Lorelai exhales sharply, but recovers quickly.]
LORELAI
Nothing.
RORY
He didn't care?
LORELAI
No, he didn't care. He didn't have to care 'cause there's nothing to care about.
RORY
[somewhat unconvinced] If you say so.
LORELAI
I appreciate you being concerned for me, but don't be. I'm good.
RORY
Okay.
LORELAI
Let's order, shall we?
CUT TO STARS HOLLOW SIDEWALK
[Lorelai and Sookie are walking together.]
LORELAI
She was so serious. You know how she gets really serious, like when she saw "The Way We Were," and she couldn't believe that Hubbell was going to leave Katie after she had the baby?
SOOKIE
Oh, I remember. She talked about it for weeks.
LORELAI
"How could he do that? She was the only one who cared about the blacklisting. She was the only one who thought he could write a novel." On and on and on. That's the face she had on today.
SOOKIE
She's just worried about you.
LORELAI
Then when she threw that "What did Luke say" thing at me.
SOOKIE
She's got a good left hook.
LORELAI
I lied to my kid, Sookie. I hate that I lied to her, but I didn't want her to think there was any weird reason why I didn't tell Luke.
SOOKIE
Was there any weird reason that you didn't tell Luke?
LORELAI
Sookie, come on.
SOOKIE
I don't know. Maybe you were afraid that he'd get jealous. I'd be afraid that Jackson would get jealous.
LORELAI
I was not afraid he'd get jealous.
SOOKIE
He did beat up a car.
LORELAI
One time.
SOOKIE
That we know of.
LORELAI
No, I didn't tell him because it was no big deal. [Sighs] I thought it was no big deal. I should have told him, right?
SOOKIE
Well --
LORELAI
yeah, I should have told him. Now he's going to think I'm hiding something from him, and I'm not. Damn it. He's going to beat up my car.
SOOKIE
[Chuckles] It's American. It can take it.
[They arrive at Sookie's house – Jackson approaches them carrying a giant set of "stage scissors"]
JACKSON
I came home from work, and I found these on the doorstep. What the hell is this supposed to mean?
SOOKIE
Hon, maybe it's just a joke.
JACKSON
No, this is not a joke. This is a threat.
LORELAI
Yeah, those people at Butterick Patterns play pretty rough.
JACKSON
This is the fish on the doorstep. It's the horse head in the bed. It's the "either your signature or your brains are going to be on the contract."
SOOKIE
Jackson, calm down.
JACKSON
I will not calm down! I told them I would not do any ribbon-cutting ceremonies.
SOOKIE
Who's "them"?
JACKSON
Them! The town. The lunatics who voted for me!
SOOKIE
Okay, could you put the giant scissors down and then do the waving around?
JACKSON
We have to move. Pack up. We're getting out.
SOOKIE
Okay. Or you could just ask them at the next town meeting not to leave giant scissors on our porch anymore.
JACKSON
Town meeting? Oh, no. No way. There will be no town meeting.
LORELAI
What?
SOOKIE
There's going to be lots of upset people.
LORELAI
The town meeting is a 200-year-old tradition.
JACKSON
Tradition over! Only hell waits for me at town meetings. Spread the word. [stomps back into the house]
LORELAI
That's sweet. He's having sympathy mood swings.
SOOKIE
He loves me.
[They both follow Jackson into the house]
CUT TO LUKE'S DINER
[Lorelai sits in front of an untouched plate of pie and cup of coffee. Luke bustles around the diner, pauses beside her. In a cheery mood, he leans close.]
LUKE
How are you doing? You need coffee?
LORELAI
No.
[As he returns behind the counter, he's surprised at her answer. Lorelai shifts nervously.]
LUKE
No?
LORELAI
Sure.
LUKE
Sure?
LORELAI
Yes, coffee good.
[He grabs the pot and checks her cup.]
LUKE
Your cup's full.
LORELAI
Oh, well, then, no. No. Coffee bad.
[Both chuckle. Luke begins wiping down the counter.]
LORELAI
Hey, did I tell you about the Bathrobe Bandits?
LUKE
Nope.
[He continues industriously wiping down the counter]
LORELAI
Uh, well, very funny story. Back at the Independence Inn, there was this couple, and they would come in all the time and steal the bathrobes. They made Michel crazy, so today –
LUKE
Up. [indicates her plate and coffee]
LORELAI
[lifts the plate] Oh, right. And today, they showed up.
[Luke wipes counter under her plate while holding her cup.]
LUKE
Who?
LORELAI
The bathrobe bandits – they showed up, and they stayed, and then they were checking out and then get this -- the bellboy comes running over and tells me to "come quick. There's a situation in the lobby." So I come running to the lobby --
LUKE
You can put your plate down.
LORELAI
Right. So, I run to the lobby, and Michel is being chased, and the wife is calling the cops, and I comped their room and gave them free bathrobes to stop the yelling and the calling. This is a very bad story.
LUKE
It wasn't that bad.
LORELAI
This is the second time I told it, and both times, crickets. [Sighs and takes a sip of coffee] I mean, Rory and Christopher looked at me like I was Pauly Shore.
LUKE
Christopher?
LORELAI
Rory's dad. He came for lunch today. I had lunch with him today, and Rory. Had lunch -- Rory and Christopher and G.G., His daughter with Sherry. He brought her 'cause Sherry moved to France, so he's a full-time dad now, and we all had lunch, all of us together... today. And when I told the "Bathrobe Bandit" story, they all acted like that. Except G.G., who spit up 'cause she's a baby. That's what they do.
LUKE
Okay. [turns and walks into the kitchen]
LORELAI
[Sighs with relief] Okay.
[Cell phone rings and Lorelai clears her throat as she stands to walk outside to answer]
LORELAI
Hello.
EMILY
[OS] You get over here right now!
CUT TO EXTERIOR OF LUKE'S DINER
LORELAI
Who is this?
EMILY
[OS] This is you in 20 years! "Who is this?" I swear!
LORELAI
Mom, calm down.
CUT TO ELDER GILMORE RESIDENCE – EMILY'S DRESSING ROOM
[Emily frantically rushes around the room in her satin robe and slip. She holds up a hangered dress to herself and looks in a full length cheval mirror.]
EMILY
He'll be here in one hour, and I have no idea what to wear. You've got to come right now.
[scene switches between locations]
LORELAI
Who'll be there in one hour -- Dad?
EMILY
Simon McLane.
LORELAI
Who is Simon McLane?
EMILY
He's my date.
LORELAI
What?!
EMILY
I have no idea what to put on, I'm in a blind panic, and it's all your fault!
LORELAI
How is it my fault?
EMILY
Because I used your line, and it worked.
LORELAI
What line?
EMILY
[OS] "Hello."
LORELAI
"Hello" is not my line. "Hello" is not a line. "Hello" is hello.
EMILY
Well, all I know is I "helloed" him today, and now he's taking me to dinner.
LORELAI
[OS] Uh, Mom...
EMILY
If you don't get over here right now, I'm going to book a D.A.R. function at the Dragonfly every single weekend from now until I die!
LORELAI
I'll be right there.
[Beeps the phone off and hurries away]
CUT TO ELDER GILMORE RESIDENCE – EMILY'S DRESSING ROOM
[Lorelai enters to a room with clothes and jewelry strewn everywhere]
LORELAI
Mom? Are you -- [A bunched-up dress flies past her face onto a nearby bed] oh, God! Chanel attack.
EMILY
[OS] Look at the red pantsuit.
LORELAI
The... [looks around]
[Emily enters carrying two outfits.]
EMILY
[frantically] The red pantsuit. The red pantsuit. Right there, right there, right there. [indicated with one of her laden arms]
LORELAI
I got it, I got it. [picks up the outfit] Here.
EMILY
Well?
LORELAI
Nice.
EMILY
Nice?
LORELAI
It's nice and red and panty-suity.
EMILY
It's horrible. He'll think it's horrible.
LORELAI
No.
EMILY
It's horrible. Simon will be here in 20 minutes, and I have nothing to wear. [tosses both garments she's carrying onto the bed]
LORELAI
Just tell him you're obsessed with "Butterfield 8" and go like that.
[Emily picks up another garment – dark colored – from the bed post and walks to the nearby dressing room door, picking up a second dark burgundy garment.]
EMILY
I haven't done this in years. I have no idea what's appropriate to wear. I have no idea what's appropriate to say. I don't know what to talk about, what to order -- which one?
LORELAI
[Chuckles] They look exactly the same.
EMILY
They are not exactly the same.
LORELAI
Um, okay. Then... that one.
EMILY
Why?
LORELAI
Why what?
EMILY
[cross] Why did you pick that one? What was the logic behind your picking this particular one? Could it possibly be because it was closest?
LORELAI
[smiles brightly] Well, you know what they say about location.
EMILY
You're just picking anything so that I'll get dressed and you can leave.
[Emily shoves both garments into Lorelai's arms and walks back toward the bed. She searches frantically through a jewelry box]
LORELAI
No, Mom, I don't want to leave. I'm never leaving. In fact, I'm going with you.
EMILY
I'll never be ready on time. [Panting] I haven't finished my hair. I haven't finished my makeup. Oh, my goodness. I can't breathe. I'm actually having trouble breathing.
LORELAI
Mom, sit.
EMILY
I can't sit. I'll wrinkle my clothes.
LORELAI
You're not dressed yet.
EMILY
What? Oh, my God. I'm losing my mind. [they both sit on the edge of the bed] I can't believe I'm doing this. I'm dating. I'm single.
LORELAI
You're not single.
EMILY
[despondent] That's just a formality. You know, I remember the night I got married. Oh, I was panicked. I thought, "this is it. I'll never have a chance to be with anyone else. This is it for life." If only I'd had a crystal ball, I might have been able to eat my salad. I remember it looked delicious.
LORELAI
Mom, is this really what you want to do?
[Emily looks back at Lorelai with a serious expression]
EMILY
Yes, it is.
LORELAI
Okay. [Sighs] Wear the black.
[Lorelai holds out one of the gowns. Emily takes it gratefully]
EMILY
Thank you.
LORELAI
Mm-hmm.
[And in mid-step toward the dressing room...]
EMILY
What about the –
LORELAI
[without hesitation] – the burgundy works fine, too.
[They exchange outfits and Emily disappears into the dressing room while Lorelai smiles smugly.]
CUT TO STARS HOLLOW STREETS – EVENING.
[Jackson's vintage truck pulls around a corner as it drives down the street. Miss Patty waves her hands frantically from the sidewalk flagging down the truck.]
MISS PATTY
Jackson! Jackson, stop! Oh, Jackson! [the truck stops. She approaches the window] Oh, thank God. I'm frantic!
JACKSON
What's the matter?
MISS PATTY
My accompanist just passed out. [pointing toward her studio]
JACKSON
She what?
MISS PATTY
She was playing the tarantella, and then suddenly, she stopped and fell off the stool. Come on! [pulls open his door]
JACKSON
[concerned as he gets out] Well, is she breathing?
MISS PATTY
I don't know.
JACKSON
Did you -- did you check her pulse?
MISS PATTY
No. What a good idea. Oh, you're such a smart man. [grabs his hand and pulls him toward the dark building]
JACKSON
Well, thank you.
MISS PATTY
A little faster, honey. The poor woman is just lying there.
[Patty pulls aside the door and they enter the dark room]
JACKSON
Well, maybe we should call 9-1-1.
MISS PATTY
She's right over there in the corner.
JACKSON
Why is it so dark in here?
[The light switches on to reveal a room full of town's people. Indistinct conversation. Jackson quickly turns to the door. Kirk slides the door shut and bars the exit. Jackson swings around to face Miss Patty. She holds the gavel in front of him determinedly.]
MISS PATTY
The town meeting is now in session.
[Defeated, Jackson takes the gavel. He glances back to see Kirk making menacing gestures as if using giant scissors.]
CUT TO OUTSIDE THE FRONT OF T.J.'S HOUSE – SAME NIGHT
[A work bench is set up with tools, pipes and thermos and cups. Luke busies himself cutting a pipe on one side of the bench, while on the other T.J. waves a pipe-cutting tool at Luke.]
T.J.
You know, we work pretty good together.
LUKE
I guess.
[T.J. pours himself a cup of coffee.]
T.J.
No "guess." We do. We got, like, a rhythm, a groove thing. We can survive in the woods together, start a new civilization, if need be.
LUKE
I think you'd need a woman for that.
T.J.
Oh, right. Okay, maybe Liz could come, except we couldn't share her 'cause she's your sister, and that's a bad way to start a new civilization.
LUKE
How about you and Liz go start a new civilization? I'll stay here in this one.
T.J.
No, come on. We could solve this. Okay, Lorelai could come. And now her, we could share.
LUKE
Okay, no more new-civilization talk.
T.J.
Okay by me.
LUKE
Hey, T.J.
T.J.
Yes, Luke.
LUKE
Do you consider yourself a jealous man?
T.J.
Why, are you planning on cutting some pipe with another guy tomorrow?
LUKE
Never mind.
T.J.
I'm sorry. You were asking me if I consider myself a jealous man. I don't, and let me tell you why. Jealousy is bad. Jealousy is what landed me in jail... twice. I learned quickly that without an immediate influx of cash, I could no longer afford to be a jealous man. Supply and demand, my friend.
LUKE
So, you're saying if Liz had lunch with... an ex, it's no big deal, right?
T.J.
Right.
LUKE
Right. I mean, it's an old ex, a long time ago, ancient history. But if she had lunch, and she didn't tell you about it at the time, but eventually she did tell you, you should just let it go, right? I mean, you don't want to be reading anything into anything. You just make yourself crazy and her crazy, and then everybody's crazy, right?
T.J.
[angrily] Who the hell is Liz having lunch with?!
LUKE
What? What? No one.
T.J.
You just said she had lunch with an ex!
LUKE
Come on, T.J.!
T.J.
Was it Art?
LUKE
No, its not..
T.J.
I swear to God, if it's Art, I'm going to -- I told him never to come sniffing around her again!
[T.J. storms off. Luke yells after him.]
LUKE
Hey, T.J.! Hey, it wasn't Art!
CUT TO ELEGANT RESTAURANT – OUTSIDE PATIO - SAME EVENING
[Emily and a well-dressed gentleman, Simon McLane, are seated at a small, intimately lit table. It seems to be at the end of the meal. Soft music plays in the background.]
EMILY
I have to tell you, every time I hear Mahler's Seventh Symphony, I get ridiculous, giddy. It's like The Beatles on "The Ed Sullivan Show."
SIMON
Well, Mahler can do that to you.
EMILY
Did you see the Cleveland Orchestra when they were here last month?
SIMON
I went every single night.
EMILY
Oh, I should have done that. I went the last night and then to the gala afterward.
SIMON
Their conductor that night --
EMILY
Rudolfski.
SIMON
Did you know that he's deaf in his left ear?
EMILY
I did know that. [conspiratorially] In fact, I have a very evil friend who likes to sit next to him at all the gala dinners and whisper incredibly scandalous things into his bad ear all night long.
SIMON
Well, who knew Emily Gilmore ran with such a bad crowd?
EMILY
Oh, yes, I'm very dangerous. Ask my maids.
SIMON
Have I told you how happy I am you said hello to me at the club?
EMILY
Twice. And so am I.
[A waiter appears at the table]
WAITER
How are we doing here?
SIMON
We're doing fine.
WAITER
Would you like some more wine?
[Simon looks inquiringly to Emily. After a pause, she nods]
EMILY
Why not?
CUT TO LORELAI'S FRONT DRIVEWAY – SAME EVENING
[Luke's truck pulls to a stop. Luke turns off the truck and turns to Lorelai.]
LORELAI
Okay, so, you know what's great about this country?
LUKE
Nope.
LORELAI
If you try hard enough, you can eventually find a showing of "St. Elmo's Fire" on the big screen.
[Luke smiles]
LUKE
Yes, that's what gets us the good seats at the Summits.
[Luke exits the truck to walk around to her side]
LORELAI
Come on, admit it. Rob Lowe pretending to play the saxophone was incredibly hot.
[Luke opens her door]
LUKE
[dryly] Oh, I admit it.
LORELAI
And also, Andrew McCarthy at his best. Though "Less Than Zero" runs a very close second.
[They both walk to her porch]
LUKE
I'm sure it does.
LORELAI
You hated the movie.
[They both laugh]
LUKE
Yes. Although I love the fact that it got me out of a town meeting, so all in all, a very successful evening.
[He pulls her close, very close. They kiss. Lorelai draws her hand up to his shoulder and deepens the kiss. She breaks the kiss.]
LORELAI
You sure you can't stay?
LUKE
[Sighs with frustration] I've got really early deliveries tomorrow. I'll make it up to you this weekend.
[He squeezes her repeatedly in his embrace.]
LORELAI
I'm going to hold you to that, Mister.
[They kiss again. Repeatedly. Lorelai slips from his embrace and walks toward her door, gazing back with a twinkle in her eye. Luke reluctantly steps down from the landing.]
LUKE
Oh, by the way... it's fine about lunch.
LORELAI
What?
LUKE
You having lunch with Christopher -- I just want you to know I'm fine with it.
LORELAI
Oh, okay. Good.
LUKE
Yep, all right. See you tomorrow.
[Truck door opens, then closes. Truck engine starts up. Lorelai stares a moment, mystified. She glances at her keys before letting herself inside.]
CUT TO RORY'S DORM – COMMON ROOM – THAT SAME NIGHT
[Paris is seated at the sofa. Many containers of take-out/delivery food lay strewn over the coffee table before her. Rory enters from her bedroom to gather up some books on the table]
RORY
Breaking your fast?
PARIS
[mouth-full of food] Oh, my God. I love food. You want some?
[Knock on door]
RORY
I'm good.
[Paris jumps to her feet and shoves Rory out of her way toward the front door.]
PARIS
It's for me.
[Rory, reacts slapstick style, landing in a nearby cushioned chair. The door opens.]
MAN
[OS] Pizza. $34.95
[Rory picks herself up and walks to the door]
RORY
Need some money?
PARIS
Oh, I got it. Do you want to have some? There's plenty. [She takes two pizza boxes from a delivery man.]
RORY
No, thanks. I'm going to Marty's.
PARIS
Okay. [She runs back to the table and the door closes. She eagerly flips open the first boxes lid.] Well, where's the cheesy bread? I ordered the cheesy bread.
CUT TO MARTY'S DORM – HIS BEDROOM
[Rory is laying on the bed quizzing Marty on their studies. Marty is seated at the foot of the bed struggling with the topic.]
MARTY
Okay, I remember something about Rome. Rome. Rome. Romans lived there. Uh, Audrey Hepburn took a holiday there. It's the name of a "B-52's" song.
RORY
Different "roam."
MARTY
[Sighs] Okay, that's it. I can't remember. College is breaking my spirit. Every single day telling me things I don't know -- it's making me feel stupid.
RORY
Oh, okay, I need a break. [Closes her workbook and leans back]
MARTY
I second that.
RORY
Oh, man, I'm tired. Living is exhausting. This week sucked. I'm so glad it's over.
MARTY
Why did it suck?
RORY
Just a ton of schoolwork and Ramadan.
MARTY
Oh, sure.
RORY
I broke up with my boyfriend this week -- that was fun -- [Marty watches Rory with concern] in front of a bunch of people at my grandmother's house. And then, because apparently that wasn't enough "Peyton Place" for me, I have this whole thing going with my dad, who's suddenly back in my life again.
MARTY
Yeah, dads can be tough.
RORY
I spent so many years just -- I couldn't wait till he showed up. And now he's showing up, and... I don't know. I'm just really tired. [lays down her head]
MARTY
You know... once I found out my father wasn't really my father... we started getting along much better.
RORY
Stop it. [Chuckles sleepily]
MARTY
I'm serious. Suddenly the pressure was off. If something happens, I don't automatically have to give him a kidney. I can weigh my options. It was a real turning point in our relationship. [long pause] So, you broke up with your boyfriend, huh? Rory? [He looks over to see her sleeping peacefully. He crosses his arms over a pillow and sighs with frustration.]
CUT TO LORELAI'S RESIDENCE
[Lorelai emerges from the kitchen, switching off the light. Carrying a bowl of popcorn she sits on a living room chair, picks up and contemplates a DVD to watch. Telephone rings, answering machine beeps.]
LORELAI'S MACHINE
I'm exhausted. The phone's far. Make it short and sweet. [Beeps]
CHRISTOPHER'S VOICE
Hey, Lor, it's me. Are you there? [pause] Okay, well, I'm just calling 'cause lunch ended bad, and I'm sure you've talked to Rory by now, so you know why it ended bad, and I just wanted to talk. [Lorelai approaches but stops herself from answering the call] Give me a call when you get in. I'll be up late. Okay, bye. [Answering machine beeps off]
[Lorelai stands a moment. She switches off the desk lamp, and begins walking up the staircase.]
CUT TO THE ELDER GILMORE RESIDENCE – OUTSIDE
[Simon closes Emily's door and they slowly walk toward the front door.]
SIMON
It's been a long time since I've had an evening quite as enjoyable as this one.
[She stops and turns to him]
EMILY
I'm choosing to believe you, Simon, partly because it's flattering and partly because I've had three glasses of wine and a lemon cello.
[Both chuckle. Emily continues to the front door.]
SIMON
So, do you think we could possibly do this again sometime?
EMILY
That would be lovely, Simon.
SIMON
I'll call you this week. Good night. [He grasps and squeezes her hand warmly]
[Emily enters the house and closes the door, a bare trace of a smile on her face. The sound of a car engine turns over outside. She looks around. Camera angle changes to show her looking around a large empty house. Her faint smile transforms to sadness. Her hand covers her face as she breaks down and cries.]
THE END