T6E3: “The UnGraduate”
Título em Português: “Fora da Faculdade”
Roteiro: David S. Rosenthal
Direção: Michael Zinberg
Originalmente exibido em: 27 de setembro de 2005
(OPEN in Lorelai's living room, morning. Lorelai is sleeping and PA is lying on the floor near by. Lorelai wakes up and get's out of bed)
LORELAI
(to PA) Hi! Lets get us a little breakfast. Come on. Come, Paul Anka.
(CUT to Lorelai's kitchen, continuous. PA enters the kitchen and sits on a chair. Lorelai follows him and proceeds to prep up what seems to be a breakfast bouffe)
(CUT to outside of Lorelai's house, continuous. The construction crew is working on the house while Lorelai walks out on the porch)
LORELAI
(to workers) Breakfast! Get it while it's room temperature and nutrient-free!
(CUT to Lorelai's kitchen, continuous. The crew is crammed in the kitchen helping themselves to breakfast)
LORELAI
Milk, cream, and sugar's on the table. Flo's got coffee. Who needs a jolt?
WORKER1
I do.
LORELAI
OK. (pours him coffee) Inspect the bagels closely, because the expiration date was in Braille, apparently, and either they're new or from my baby shower. I'm also sorry to report that we are currently out of the brown sugar cinnamon pop-tarts..(hold up the pop-tart bag)
WORKERS
(disappointed) Ohh!
LORELAI
Huh! Don't "ohh!" me. You guys've been playing favourites all week and now it's time to pay the piper. So someone be a man, suck it up and start eating the shredded wheat. (puts the new box of pop tarts on the table)
WORKERS
(they groan) Ah... come on...
LORELAI
Cowards. (a worker extends his watch hand to pet PA who's still sitting on the chair, Lorelai stops him) Oh, hey, ooh! Remember, people, only pet the dog with your non-watch hand. In case you don't remember: Watches cause him to freak out, jump up on the counter, and kick my once-working toaster across the room.
LUKE
(entering the kitchen holding a big box from Luke's) Your muffins.
LORELAI
My... what?
LUKE
You left me an urgent message about needing muffins.
LORELAI
Oh, Right! (to workers) Muffins, boys!
LUKE
These were for them?
LORELAI
Oh, no. They were for me. I thought I'd try to eat my weight in muffins today.
LUKE
Does the dog have to sit in the chair like that?
LORELAI
Like what? His posture's perfect.
LUKE
Chairs are for people.
LORELAI
Not that chair. That's Paul Anka's chair.
LUKE
Dogs are filthy. They have fleas and malaria on them. You shouldn't have fleas and malaria in the room that you're gonna eat in.
LORELAI
I don't eat in here, (pointing to the workers) they do.
LUKE
(to workers) Enjoying your free breakfast there, fellas? Nice free coffee there, Craig. Nice free muffin there, Benny.
LORELAI
Gee, Luke. I don't think they know what you're getting at.
LUKE
OK. That?s good. You done here? Cause Tom wants to talk to us.
(CUT to outside of Lorelai's house, continuous. Luke and Lorelai walk on the porch. TJ is walking amongst the workers bossing them around. Tom is also around)
TJ
All right, Norman. I'm gonna need you to find me some cripple studs for that bearing wall we're putting in. Cause once that sucker's vertical, we got to be ready to nail in those joists.
TOM
Just keep doing what you're doing there, and then bring those tools up to Chick.
TJ
So, Steve, later today we're gonna need to dig a footing drain all around the perimeter about 5 feet deep. That ought to keep the basement dry. Hey Jim... (walks away)
STEVE
(to Tom) This house doesn't have a basement.
TOM
No, it certainly does not.(Tom approaches Luke and Lorelai who are standing on the porch)
LUKE
OK! This is ridiculous. How long are you gonna let TJ think that he's the contractor?
LORELAI
To the very end, my friend.
LUKE
This is stupid. We have to tell him the truth.
LORELAI
No, look how happy he is strutting around in his tool belt and shiny silver helmet. You know he polishes that thing every night after work?
LUKE
Really?
LORELAI
Yes, really! With real silver polish. That's what he thinks silver polish is for: to polish anything that's silver. I think that's adorable.
TOM
And the good news is, he's got terrible instincts. But he combines that with absolutely zero follow-through, so it all works out in the end.
LORELAI
(to Luke) Huh? Terrible instincts, zero follow-through... all the qualities you want in a good pretend contractor.
LUKE
But we're paying TJ a contractor's salary to do a job that he's not actually doing. And you're paying Tom an extra 10% to pretend he's not doing a job that TJ thinks he's doing but Tom is actually doing. You should hire Blake Edwards as your contractor.
TOM
Oh, no! TJ'S playing with the circular saw. (runs towards TJ)
LUKE
(mumbling) Oh, man...
LORELAI
What!... Tom will get to him before he even finds the "on" switch.
LUKE
We're going to tell him.
LORELAI
Luke, he is your brother-in-law.
LUKE
Just because Liz married him.
LORELAI
Yeah, but this makes him happy. Which makes Liz happy, which will make you happy, which will make me happy.
LUKE
Well, just so you know, I'm gonna oversee this entire thing. OK? I'm gonna make sure TJ doesn't blow the house up.
LORELAI
And I appreciate that. Now will you please go make the guys an extra pot of coffee? I'm gonna go to Babette's and take a shower.
LUKE
Why? Your shower's working.
LORELAI
oh..well..yeah... we just had a little incident in here yesterday.
LUKE
What kind of an incident?
LORELAI
Nothing big. Some of the guys saw me naked.
LUKE
What?
LORELAI
It's no big thing.
LUKE
How in hell did a couple of guys see you naked?
LORELAI
Well I was getting out of the shower, and Joe...
LUKE
Joe? Joe saw you naked?
LORELAI
And Pete.
LUKE
Pete!
LORELAI
Well Pete was with Joe, and then Slim...
LUKE
Slim saw you naked?!!
LORELAI
Well I could see him, so I assume he could see me. Billy had the best view, just a straight shot right down main street.
LUKE
So four guys saw you naked?
LORELAI
Well if you don't count Teddy, then yes!
LUKE
What in the hell were those guys doing up there in the first place?
LORELAI
TJ accidentally sent them up.
LUKE
I'm gonna kill him.
LORELAI
Luke, it was no big deal. Please! We all laughed about it. Look, from now on, I'm showering at Babette's, so show's over. No one sees the goods but you. OK?
(Lorelai kisses Luke and exits. She walk past Norman who then approaches Luke, pats him on the back and gives him an approving nod. Luke does not look pleased)
(OPENING CREDITS)
(CUT to Gilmore mansion dining room, morning. Rory and Emily are sitting at the table, having breakfast. A maid serves them)
RORY
They're good.
EMILY
They're stale. And the blueberries aren't even blue. They're red. My God! These blueberries are red!
RORY
They're raspberries.
EMILY
Well the box said they were blueberry. It was printed right on the side.
RORY
Actually, I was in the kitchen, and the box said...
EMILY
(cuts Rory off) She just kills me, that woman.
RORY
It really wasn't as provocative as you think, Grandma.
EMILY
(picks up a piece of paper and starts reading from it) "On my last visit to the office, I noticed the foliage on the right side of the entrance looked a little peaked. We might want to let the gardener know. Ta, ladies."
RORY
Again. It's not exactly Martin Luther nailing the 95 theses to a door.
EMILY
It's implying that I have no control over my hirelings at the DAR. I'm the president. The foliage on the right side of the door, which looks fine, by the way, is my responsibility. This is a direct frontal assault on my leadership. The woman's plotting a coup.
RORY
This is Constance, right?
EMILY
Constance Betterton. Ever since the Mastersons' Christmas party, when I mentioned that Constance's husband sells used cars for a living, which he does - he calls them "pre-owned", but they are used - she's had it in for me. She's gonna run against me in the next election. You don't try to oust a president of the DAR, after one term. It's an insult!
RORY
I think you will beat her handily.
EMILY
Did I tell you she tried to push me down the stairs once?
RORY
Look, Grandma. Don't worry. You have someone on the inside now.
RORY
I do? Who?
RORY
Me.
EMILY
Oh. Yes!
RORY
I'll keep an eye on Constance, from now on. Let you know when she comes in, when she uses the computer, when she's inspecting the landscaping...
EMILY
Well, that's wonderful! But stay out of the stairwell.
RORY
Will do.
EMILY
(starts eating her breakfast) Mmm! Raspberry. I like raspberry!
(CUT to Community Service, morning. Rory is walking around doing her Community service with great ease and determination. She seems to have taken up a leading role in the whole garbage picking thing)
COMMUNITY WORKER1
Twist ties?
RORY
Twist ties over there. Is that bag half full or half empty, Jules? Oh, you're making me an optimist, my friend.
LIZA
(walks up to Rory) Rory?
RORY
Liza?
LIZA
(needy) Rory?
RORY
No! We agreed. Not until the end of your shift.
LIZA
But, I don't think the patch works on me. (she lifts her shirt a bit to reveal her stomach, and we see she's wearing several nicotine patches)
RORY
That is like a billion milligrams of nicotine.
LIZA
Is that bad?
RORY
Just, go sit by the cooler, have some water, and take those off. (Liza walks away)
ROAD SUPERVISOR
(approaches Rory) Problem?
RORY
No. I just told her to get water. She seems really dehydrated.
ROAD SUPERVISOR
Looks pretty good.
RORY
Yeah! I think we've hit a really good rhythm here. I've paired up Rinaldi and Spiro, which worked out very efficiently. Sanderson got a little grumpy toward the end of the day, but it's 'cause he wants to be noticed, and he is by far our best spearman. Also we need to remember to pack a couple of extra trash spears tomorrow. The McFarland brothers are using the trash pickup to get out some of that pent-up aggression, which is psychologically healthy but hard on the equipment.
ROAD SUPERVISOR
Got it. So, what's it looking like?
RORY
Well, our quota's up. The kids are tired. I think it's time to call it a day.
ROAD SUPERVISOR
Do it!
RORY
All right, everybody. Let's bring it in! (the community workers start gathering their stuff)
LIZA
Hey! A bunch of the girls are going out for pizza, if you want to come.
COMMUNITY WORKER2
I'll come.
LIZA
Are you a girl?
COMMUNITY WORKER2
No.
RORY
I would, but I can't. I've got a 3-hour shift at the nursing home.
LIZA
I can't believe how much community service they stuck you with. What the hell'd you do?
RORY
I shot a man in Reno. (Liza starts laughing and after bit it turns into coughing) Give it! (Liza gives Rory a pack of cigarettes, and the girls start to walk off, while Liza is still coughing)
(CUT to Dragonfly Inn, morning. Lorelai and Paris are having some sort of lunch date at the Inn dining room. They are sitting at a table, Paris is talking and Lorelai looks bored)
PARIS
The truth is, this is the first time in my life that I've consistently spent the night with a man.
LORELAI
Uh huh...
PARIS
I don't know the rules. Obviously, the clothes have to come off for the actual sex part of the evening, but, afterward, what are you supposed to do? I mean nightgowns are obviously out, but wearing nothing seems extreme. And, in case of fire, completely impractical.
LORELAI
I'm sure.
PARIS
I wore a camisole one night. It almost strangled me. And I'm definitely not a teddy girl, so what does that leave?
LORELAI
Um... t-shirts.
PARIS
But what does a t-shirt say about me?
LORELAI
Well...
PARIS
More importantly: what does it say to Doyle about me?
LORELAI
Sweetie, it's just a t-shirt. They don't tend to be that chatty.
PARIS
I don't know. Maybe I should reconsider the "completely naked" option. After all, I'm 21. If not now, when? I mean, right now, my ass is probably as good as it's ever going to get. I should exploit that, right?
LORELAI
Absolutely! Buy a video camera and go to town.
PARIS
You know what? I'm starting to fade here.
LORELAI
Oh, me too. Listen, it's been a terrific lunch...
PARIS
I think I'll get another espresso.
LORELAI
Actually, we're out of espresso.
PARIS
You are?
LORELAI
Yes! Uh... We shut the machine down at three o'clock to give it a rest. 'Cause it's Italian, so it's a little temperamental.
PARIS
Oh. Okay. Well, then, I guess I should...
LORELAI
(cuts Paris off)... Go? Really? Okay. Well, hmm. (she gets up and Paris follows her lead, then Lorelai starts kinda pushing Paris towards the Inn's main entrance) Sweetie, it's been a blast, again.
PARIS
OK. So, I guess I'll see you Tuesday.
LORELAI
Yeah, Tuesday. Perfect. Can't wait. Mmmmmkay. (Paris exits the Inn and Lorelai walks away)
(CUT to Dragonfly Inn kitchen, continuous. Michel is standing there doing... well nothing, as Sookie is working and Lorelai walks in)
MICHEL
Is she gone?
LORELAI
Yes, she's gone.
MICHEL
Thank God!
LORELAI
I can't believe you're in here hiding from a little girl. (walks over to the coffee pot and starts pouring some in a cup)
MICHEL
Oh, yes, you can.
LORELAI
She has a tough exterior, but on the inside Paris is...
MICHEL
Tokyo Rose!
LORELAI
She's lonely. She does not have a lot of friends.
SOOKIE
No! Shocker!
LORELAI
Sookieeee...
SOOKIE
No! No "Sookie". She's horrible. I mean, she sends everything back twice, and she makes the waiters write down exactly what she wants me to know is wrong with the food.
MICHEL
At least you're hidden in here. I'm out there, behind a desk, exposed to all of her elements.
LORELAI
Michel!
MICHEL
She mocked my accent. She called me "Canadian".
SOOKIE
It's enough already. I won't cook for her anymore.
MICHEL
(distasteful) Lunches.
SOOKIE
Twice a week for three weeks?
MICHEL
They are creepy. The next thing you know, you'll be carrying Emmanuel Lewis around on your shoulders.
SOOKIE
We don't have time for this, Lorelai. We have a wedding this week. I've got a menu to plan and a cake to design. I don't have time to map out the fish patterns for my wild salmon.
LORELAI
OK, OK! I'm sorry if she's bothering you guys. I... What can I do? I gave her my cell phone number. I told her to call, I just didn't think she'd use it sooo often.
SOOKIE
Well, cut it off.
LORELAI
I feel sorry for her.
MICHEL
No one likes to be pitied.
LORELAI
Fine. I have to cut it off. I know. I will.
MICHEL
Do you promise?
LORELAI
I promise.
SOOKIE
Good! Because I've got a lot of work to do. And we've got a ton of planning to do for this wedding next week, and the menu's a mess, and the cake... (gasps) I was thinking about doing a red velvet cake, but I don't know. And I'm using this wedding as a trial run, so it has to be perfect.
LORELAI
A trial run for what?
SOOKIE
For your wedding.
LORELAI
oh.
SOOKIE
Yeah... Which will be when?
LORELAI
What?
SOOKIE
When?
LORELAI
When what?
SOOKIE
When will you be getting married? I'm gonna need a date.
LORELAI
we... We haven't set one yet.
SOOKIE
well... I had Michel black out all of July for next year.
LORELAI
You what!
SOOKIE
I figured you and Luke for an outdoorsy summer wedding.
LORELAI
Who and Luke?
SOOKIE
July 23rd is my pick, but I am flexible.
LORELAI
Michel, unblack it out.
MICHEL
I told you.
LORELAI
"I told you" what?
MICHEL
I told her that you were not getting married.
LORELAI
I am getting married.
SOOKIE
(disappointed and a bit shocked) You were right. You called it.
MICHEL
The woman can't commit to a purse, much less a man.
LORELAI
I am getting married.
SOOKIE
I am so naive. I believed.
MICHEL
Live and learn.
LORELAI
Hey! I am getting married. I am. We will set a date. And we will get married on that date. And I've had the same purse for almost a year, thank you very much.
MICHEL
Of course. My mistake. Now let me go cancel your wedding plans. (exits)
LORELAI
(calls after Michel) Those are not my wedding plans. They are Sookie's wedding plans.
SOOKIE
Well! Fine, then! What are your wedding plans?
LORELAI
They haven't been formalized, yet.
SOOKIE
What does that mean?
LORELAI
Sookie, come on! I got men running around my house, a completely destroyed bedroom. Things are crazy right now. When they calm down, and Luke and I get a chance to breathe, we will talk and set the date. Until then, can we drop it, please?
SOOKIE
Fine. It's dropped.
MICHEL
(runs in the kitchen) She's back! She's coming back!
SOOKIE
No!
LORELAI
Why?!
MICHEL
I don't know why. Maybe she left her phone or her spell book. All I knw is she's heading back toward the Inn, and I'm not going out until she leaves.
LORELAI
Michel, you're being ridiculous. You're a grown man and you have a job to do.
MICHEL
So do you. And I don't see you rushing out.
LORELAI
Well, I can't, 'cause I'm not done with my coffee yet. (holds up her cup) Mmm! Good to the last drop.
(CUT to DAR office, morning. Rory is sitting at her desk typing something oh her PC. The phone rings. Rory picks it up)
RORY
Daughters Of The American Revolution. Mrs. Tarkington, yes. I've got your application right here. Sandra Tarkington. Um... I guess we just need to make 100% sure that you're related to a verifiable patriot, because we couldn't substantiate it on our end. Well, see, that's the thing. The fact that you found a musket in your great-uncle's attic doesn't necessarily mean you're related to a revolutionary war patriot. Yeah. (Emily comes in the office) Unfortunately. Even if your great-uncle Nate swore on your aunt Kissy's grave that it was so. It's documented genealogy, preferably notarised. Could you hold on for a moment? (Puts the call on hold. To Emily) Psst. Where's Julia?
EMILY
Slinked to the back after I tore down Constance's letter.
RORY
Good, 'cause I've got some gossip.
EMILY
(sits on a chair. Excited and in a co spiriting manor) My own little Valerie Plame. What's the news?
RORY
OK. So, I was at lunch with some of the girls, and I started sniffing around. Just casually asking if anyone had any funny stories about Constance.
EMILY
You sly fox!
RORY
So, one of the girls tells me that about three months ago, she was in the office with Constance, and as Constance was heading out for lunch, she stumbled and dropped her purse, and her altoids box popped open, spilling out enough funny-looking pills to fill a pharmacy. Constance claimed that they were all vitamins. Julia didn't buy it. Because he minute the pills spilled out, Constance threw herself on top of them to cover them up.
EMILY
A cover-up! That's good! That's what took Nixon down. Oh, this is so exciting! I love having a mole. We should go buy you a trench coat and fedora.
RORY
I suggested to the girls that next week we invite Constance to lunch. Get a couple drinks in her and see what comes up.
EMILY
Who knew that behind such a sweet face lurked the soul of a spy?
RORY
I prefer the term "woman of mystery and intrigue". (cell phone rings) Excuse me. (answers the phone) Hello?
PARIS
(on the phone) Rory?
RORY
Oh, hey, Paris. (Emily gets up)
PARIS
(on the phone) Hey. We need to talk. Is this a bad time? (Emily excuses herself)
RORY
(whispering to Emily) Okay. (to Paris on the phone) No, no, now's a fine time. What's up?
PARIS
(at the Yale coffee stand. Scene cuts between Paris at Yale, and Rory at the office) Good. This hard-to-reach thing was getting old.
RORY
I'm all yours, Paris.
PARIS
I have to put down a security deposit today, by five o'clock, or we lose the place.
RORY
What place?
PARIS
Our place.
RORY
Our place where?
PARIS
Our off-campus place. You're hard to reach in a myriad of ways.
RORY
Paris, we don't have a place. I'm not moving off campus with you.
PARIS
Why?
RORY
Because I no longer go to campus.
PARIS
So you're sticking with this "not going to Yale" thing of yours?
RORY
Yes, I am.
PARIS
Is this about the boat?
RORY
How do you know about the boat?
PARIS
Oh, come on. It's out there.
RORY
Out there? Why is it out there? How is it out there?
PARIS
I read about it on Rebecca Thurston's blog.
RORY
You're kidding.
PARIS
Dead serious.
RORY
I thought Rebecca Thurston's blog was just about all the guys she has sex with and how much she hates her mother.
PARIS
That's true. But the boat you guys stole belongs to Dr. Daniel Zimmerman, whose son is Jason Zimmerman, who Rebecca Thurston had sex with on her father's boat last semester.
RORY
I can't believe I'm in the blogosphere.
PARIS
Hey, see for yourself. Just Google "Rory Gilmore sex boat".
RORY
Oh, my god.
PARIS
Is it true you and Logan tried to outrace the Connecticut coast guard?
RORY
Rent the apartment, Paris. I'm not coming back to Yale.
PARIS
You know, you've put me in a very difficult position. Now what if I end up renting the room to a rapist or serial killer?
RORY
I told you over two months ago that I was not coming back. And besides, i think Yale is pretty good about screening for rapists and serial killers.
PARIS
There was no sense of finality in our last conversation.
RORY
There was a total sense of finality.
PARIS
Well, you can believe that if you want to, but if I end up on the front page of the Hartford Courier btk'd to death, you'll know why.
RORY
Goodbye, Paris. (hangs up and sits on her desk. She sighs in frustration)
(CUT to Lorelai's house, night. At the door we see Luke's shape behind the class window, knocking. From inside the house you can hear the laughter of a few men and Lorelai. Nobody is getting the door so Luke helps himself in)
LORELAI
(OS)
OK guys, let me just get in character here. (the men laugh)
LUKE
(while coming in the house) Hello?
(CUT to Lorelai's living room, continuous. Luke walks in. Lorelai is apparently entertaining the workers)
LORELAI
(in a fake male voice) I will find you, no matter how long, no matter how far! I will find you!
LUKE
What the hell's going on here?
LORELAI
Hey, Luke. I'm just doing my Daniel Day Lewis retrospective for the guys.
NORMAN
You should see her rendition of "My Left Foot"
LUKE
Yeah. I've seen it. Thanks.
LORELAI
No, no! This time, I did it with my right foot. Totally different. Here, I'll show you. (to a worker) Pete hand me the paintbrush.
LUKE
That's okay. I'm good. Uh, you know, there's a bunch of open paint cans sitting out on the porch.
LORELAI
Yeah... They'll get to it. We didn't want the pizza to get cold. Hey! Check out this new trick we just taught Paul Anka. Hey, Paul Anka, pizza! (PA barks) Pizza, pizza! (PA barks twice) Salad. (PA doesn't bark. Lorelai and the men laugh. Luke doesn't look impressed) Good boy. Good boy. Oh, shoot, I'm out of treats. Be right back. (she starts walking to the kitchen. Luke follows her)
(CUT to Lorelai's kitchen, continuous. Tom is sitting at the table looking over some plans and paper work. Luke and Lorelai walk in)
LUKE
You know those guys are here to work. You don't have to put a USO show on for them.
LORELAI
I know. I just want them to have a good time.
LUKE
Half of them have seen you naked. How much better a time can they have?
LORELAI
He's jealous of my popularity, Tom.(gets her purse)
TOM
Sure. I get that.
LUKE
Tom, do other clients feed their construction crews breakfast and lunch and buy them pizza and beer?
TOM
Nope.
LUKE
See.
TOM
Of course, the naked thing's been done to death.
LORELAI
All right, Tom. We're outie. Anything we need to discuss before we go?
TOM
Nope. We talked about everything but the kitchen.
LORELAI
What about the kitchen?
TOM
Well, do we want to make it bigger?
LORELAI
Why would we want to make it bigger?
TOM
Well, you might want a nice double oven or a sub-zero freezer. (Lorelai looks unmoved) There's room enough for an island and a cooking station with some stools around it for entertaining.(Lorelai looks a bit scared) You know, for dinner parties. Or maybe you want to cook a big holiday dinner. Thanksgiving or Christmas.
LORELAI
(to Luke) The strange man is scaring me.
LUKE
I think the kitchen's fine, Tom. (door opens)
TJ
(coming in the house) Okay. Everybody can relax because your trusty contractor has returned. Boy, what a trip. Traffic was terrible. It took me an entire day. Here you go, Tom. (produces a hammer from a paper bag he's holding) The mystic hammer.
TOM
Thank you, TJ.
TJ
I gotta tell ya. I don't see what's so special about it. It looks an awful lot like every other hammer we got lying around here.(hands the hammer over to Tom)
TOM
(takes the hammer) Well, that's the beauty of the mystic hammer, TJ. It looks the same, but it's completely different.
LUKE
Tom, make sure those cans are cleaned up out there, OK?
LORELAI
Oh, my god with the paint cans already.
LUKE
I almost tripped over the cans.
TOM
Don't worry, Luke. I'll take care of it.
TJ
(as he's inspecting the room, he first notices the door to Rory's room) Hey! (knocks on the door) Did you guys know there was a room back here? (opens the door) Oh, yeah, look at this, a whole room! What a find, huh?
LUKE
(closes the door quickly. Lorelai looks uncomfortable) TJ!
TJ
Boy, if you knocked out this wall here, opened up this room, you would have a huge kitchen.
LUKE
Yeah, we don't want a huge kitchen, TJ.
TJ
Oh, then you could turn it into a weight room, or a workshop... Or, hey, a pork-smoker room. My uncle had a pork-smoker room. Big sides of pork hanging all over the place. We called it the dead-pig room.
LUKE
TJ, why don't you go out there and tell the guys they can go home.
TJ
It's not that big a job. I could have it up and running for you in a week. (Luke looks over at Lorelai a bit concerned, Lorelai is still uncomfortable and upset) All I got to do is drive over to Boston for one of those special sledgehammers Tom was telling me about, get a pig, and in about 10 minutes I...
LORELAI
(clearly upset) Just leave the room alone, OK! Just... it's fine. Leave it alone. (to Luke) Let's go. (Lorelai and Luke exit from the kitchen door)
TJ
(to Tom) Is she Jewish or something?
(CUT to a kind of gym or reception hall of some kind, night. Lane's band, Hep Alien, are in towards the end of one of their concerts. They crowd seems to be very into the band's performance. They are dancing and seem to be having a good time. The song the band was playing ends. The audience cheers and applauds)
ZACH
Whoo!
GIL
YEAH!
ZACH
Massachusetts, we love you!
GIL
We love you, man!
ZACH
We'd like to give some shout-outs before we go. First and foremost, to Pastor Tim. (indicates Pastor Tim who's standing at the side of the hall. Pastor Tim gestures in what he would consider a cool way)
GIL
Yeah! Pastor Tim! (Gil plays an honorary riff)
ZACH
Thanks for letting us rock the gym here at Whitfield Seventh Day Adventist Church.
GIL
Got into some very heavy talk with the Pastor about my soul and Ecclesiastes, and stuff, after sound check. And I got to say, if Christ comes back in fulfilment of prophecy, he's gonna be hooking up with you first, dude, 'cause you are awesome.(the crowd cheers and applauds. Pastor Tim looks a bit embarrassed but pleased)
ZACH
We would like to also thank the decoration committee, for making the AV Room look so cool. (as Lane gets up from her stool and comes to the front of the stage the crowd cheers and applauds)
GIL
Yeah! I've played the Whiskey before, man, and it's got a similar vibe. It does!
ZACH
But most important, we'd like to thank all of you for coming out to see us, letting us into your homes, and making us feel so welcome.(the crows cheers again) We got to go!
GIL
We are going home, people!
ZACH
There are some t-shirts and stuff for sale on the table over there. We are zach, Gil, Brian, and Lane, and we are Hep Alien, and we are out of here! (they give the audience a bow, and they get one last cheer and a round of applause. The crowd starts scattering as Zach turns to Lane) We were so on, man.
LANE
We were beyond on. We were... ohh!(gives Zach a kiss)
ZACH
Cool.
GIL
Watch it, Lane. The Pastor's still hanging.
BRIAN
We were as tight as the Foo Fighters.
GIL
Tighter. Listen, if that pretentious little snot in Coldplay can walk around comparing himself to Bono, we can compare ourselves to the Foo Fighters.
LANE
I'm exhausted but exhilarated, you know. I'm not gonna sleep for months.
ZACH
(excited) Oh, cool! There's people buying t-shirts. We can get some food tonight.
GIL
Just leave money for gas.
LANE
We'll have money for gas, guys. Don't worry. Let's just drink this in. The last night of our first tour.
BRIAN
I can't believe it's over.
ZACH
I can't believe we survived. (Pastor Tim approaches the stage and calls Gil. he whispers something in his ear)
GIL
You got it, Pastor Tim. (to the rest of the band) We got to break it down, guys. They want to start setting up for bible study, tomorrow, and they need the stage for their big crucifix.(the band starts gathering their stuff. Lane looks very happy)
(CUT to Dragonfly Inn kitchen, morning. Sookie is hiding something tall from Lorelai with some steel trays)
SOOKIE
Okay, here we go. (excited) Aah! (reaveals a very nice chocolate wedding cake)
LORELAI
Oooh! What is that? And where can I get one?
SOOKIE
That is my dark chocolate s'mores wedding cake.
LORELAI
You've been reading my diary.
SOOKIE
I got the idea in a dream. I was back in cooking school and late for my final, and I run over to an oven, and I open it, and sitting there is the s'mores wedding cake. And I present it to my teacher, he starts weeping, and the whole class is applauding and cheering.
LORELAI
That's so nice.
SOOKIE
Yeah! And then of course Katie Holmes and Tom Cruise come leaping out of the cake, screaming about how amazing it is. So that made the whole thing a little creepy, but up until then...
LORELAI
Look, you've got a marshmallow bride and groom on the top!
SOOKIE
You think they'll like it?
LORELAI
I do.
SOOKIE
You think you'll like it?
LORELAI
Look, captain Ahab...
SOOKIE
Come on, set the date.
LORELAI
I will!
SOOKIE
Is there something you're not telling me? Because agreeing to marry somebody is just as big a commitment as actually marrying them. So don't think it's not.
LORELAI
I am committed. And you should be. So...
SOOKIE
This isn't a joking matter, missy. I want your wedding to be perfect, or I want nothing to do with it.
LORELAI
(mock disappointment) Oh, really? Wow. That might be a problem. Cause I was really hoping for one of those disastrous weddings where we lose both rings minutes before the ceremony and I get a nosebleed as I'm walking down the aisle. And then, later, at the reception, Luke is found in the coat-check room Jude Law-ing it with one of the bridesmaids.
MICHEL
(walks in the kitchen) Hey. I just received a call that the wedding party will not be getting in until midnight, and someone will need to be here to greet them. I would do it, but I don't want to.
LORELAI
All right, I'll do it.
MICHEL
Very well. I'll leave the... wait. Do you feel that?
LORELAI
Feel what?
MICHEL
An icy chill as if something sinister is approaching.
SOOKIE
What?
MICHEL
(hums the witch's theme from "The Wizard Of Oz") Ta-ta-ra-ta-ra-ra-Taraaaaaa
LORELAI
Gee, Michel, is Paris here?
MICHEL
Maybe she was coming up the walk when I fled. (starts walking away)
LORELAI
Where are you going?
MICHEL
In the opposite direction.(exits trough the kitchen door)
SOOKIE
Paris? Paris is here? (at Michel who has already left) Oh! I get the humming now!(chuckles. Puts on a serious face and turns to Lorelai) What is she doing here?
LORELAI
We're having lunch.
SOOKIE
Really? Ordering pizza are ya?
LORELAI
No, Sookie. I'm breaking up with her today, all right? I'm ending it, like I promised, so back off.
SOOKIE
Grilled chicken and fries. That is all I'm making.(walks over to the fridge)
LORELAI
Thank you. (the kitchen staff walk in quickly telling each other to hurry up and move along in hushed voices) Apparently, the eagle has landed.(exits)
(CUT to Dragonfly's dining hall, continuous. Lorelai walks in and approaches Paris who is waiting for her)
LORELAI
Paris, hi. Good to see you. You look good. Something different? (they hug)
PARIS
I accidentally sprayed gasoline on myself at the service station.
LORELAI
Well that must be it. Come on, let's sit. (they sit at a table)
PARIS
Sorry I'm late, I was interviewing roommates. And all I can say is build an ark, 'cause it is seriously time for a flood.
LORELAI
Oh, well, you want some iced tea?(gestures to a waiter)
PARIS
I mean, forget the concept of intelligence or even the simple act of carrying on a conversation. (waiter comes over and starts filling glasses of iced tea for them) These people can't type a reference sheet. I mean they all have questionable morals, a complete distrust of soap products... (to waiter who's pouring her ice tea) in the glass, out of the glass. It's all semantics to you, right?
LORELAI
(excuses the waiter) Oh... well, I'm sure you'll find someone. You just have to keep looking.
PARIS
I guess. It's just, classes start next week, and things are already getting crazy.
LORELAI
Yeah. Boy. You sound really busy, Paris.
PARIS
I am.
LORELAI
You know, I feel a little bad, dragging you all the way out here when you have so much on your plate. I mean, talk about self-centred, huh? Think about someone else for a change, Lorelai.
PARIS
Oh, that's okay.
LORELAI
You know, I'll be totally fine if you need to cut back on our lunches.
PARIS
Cut back?
LORELAI
Cut back, cut out. Whatever you need, is fine with me.
PARIS
You know, this all sucks. I wouldn't be in this position if it weren't for Rory. She was supposed to room with me. It was all planned out. I even called her yesterday and gave her one more chance to change her mind, but no.
LORELAI
You talked to Rory yesterday?
PARIS
Yeah, I called her at the office.
LORELAI
(surprised) Office? What office?
PARIS
Her office.
LORELAI
She has an office. What is she doing?
PARIS
I don't know... Her job.
LORELAI
What job?
PARIS
Some job in an office with her grandmother.
LORELAI
Well, her grandmother does not have an office.
PARIS
Well, that's where I called her.
LORELAI
This makes no sense to me at all. What did it sound like?
PARIS
An office.
LORELAI
Yes, I know an office, but were there specific office sounds?
PARIS
I think I heard a fax machine.
LORELAI
A fax machine? Are you sure it was a fax machine?
PARIS
Pretty sure.
LORELAI
Well, were there people talking or traffic? Did you hear traffic, cause that could give us a location. (Paris looks at Lorelai suspiciously) City, the county or... what?
PARIS
So that's what this is all about. You're just using me to get to Rory?
LORELAI
Aw, Paris.
PARIS
You're pumping me full of espresso and pumping me for information.
LORELAI
No, that is not true. I'm not pumping. No pumping. We're completely pump-free.
PARIS
I'm so stupid. I mean why else would you want to have biweekly lunches with me?
LORELAI
There are many, many reasons. And they will come to me just in a second.
PARIS
I'm blind. I walk blindly through life.
LORELAI
No. Now, you're not blind.
PARIS
I'll leave. I'll go right now. (gets up)
LORELAI
Oh, Paris, please. (stops her from leaving) I'm sorry. You mentioned Rory, and a thing went off in my brain. It's just a mother thing. But I love our lunches. I really do. Please stay.
PARIS
Are you sure? Because I could just...
LORELAI
Yes. I'm completely positive. Everything's good. Now, won't you sit down? (Paris sits back on her chair) How does chicken sound, OK?
PARIS
OK. Just not too dry.
LORELAI
OK.(sighs)
PARIS
(looks around as no waiter is approaching them) The service here sucks.
(CUT to nursing home, afternoon. A few people from the nursing home are dancing around to some jazz playing from a vinyl record. Rory is supervising, apparently doing some of her Community Service)
RORY
(to a couple dancing) Very smooth, Mr. Hollister.
Mr HOLLISTER: That was the Susy-Q right into the Shorty George.
RORY
I thought it looked familiar.
Mr HOLLISTER: And after this song, I'll take you for a twirl.
RORY
Oh, I hope I can keep up. (to another couple) Watch those hands, Mr. Fink. (the record starts skipping) I'm on it. (fixes the problem. To couples dancing) You know, I can get this for you guys on CD. (the elders laugh) Oh, now, come on. It wasn't that funny. (notices someone at the door. It's Logan) Oh, my god. Hey, stranger! (walks over to him)
LOGAN
And hello to you. (they kiss)
Mr FINK: Watch those hands, Miss Gilmore.
RORY
Touche, Mr. Fink. (to Logan) What are you doing here?
LOGAN
Well, I was in Copenhagen this morning, and then I remembered I've a four o'clock Mambo class.
RORY
I'm so glad you're back. How was Europe?
LOGAN
Same as it was last year.
RORY
(noticing a bandage on Logan's finger) What did you do?
LOGAN
Long, embarrassing story. I'll tell you later.
RORY
OK. Oh, wait. Hold on. (stops the record player and addresses the elders) Okay, everyone. It is time for cake and punch. (a nursing home worker comes in with a trolley. The elders groan a bit) It's only a 15-minute break, and then it's back to the dance floor.
LOGAN
So you're Arthur Murray now?
RORY
No, I don't have that much training. Their dance teacher has an inner-ear infection. I'm just filling in. My job is to make sure nobody falls down.
LOGAN
Aaand, what if somebody does?
RORY
That's what the panic button is for. (indicating a red button on the wall)
LOGAN
(laughing) So, when does this crazy rock 'n' roll party wrap up?
RORY
Another 45 minutes. But if you get yourself some cake and punch, it'll only seem like 40. (they kiss) I missed you.
LOGAN
That was my plan.(Rory chuckles as Logan walks away, and then changes a record on the player)
(CUT to pool house, night. Rory walks to the couch, from the kitchen bringing Logan a glass of... something wearing Logan's shirt. Logan is sitting on the couch covered up in a comforter. She gives him the glass)
LOGAN
Thank you. (takes the glass from her)
RORY
You're welcome.(settles down on the couch and covers herself with another comforter) I missed this.
LOGAN
Me too.
RORY
Oh, so you, Colin, and Finn didn't do a lot of cuddling in Europe?
LOGAN
Nah, mostly just hand-holding.
RORY
So is there any official record of this trip, or was all evidence confiscated at the airport?
LOGAN
I got pictures.
RORY
Yeah? Can I see?
LOGAN
(point to his bag) Hand me that. (puts the glass down as Rory reaches for the bag and gives it to him) Now, you realize if I show you mine, you have to show me yours.(gets his cell phone out of the bag)
RORY
You saw mine about five minutes ago, mister.
LOGAN
Oh, I hate it when you work blue. (fiddling with his phone) Okay. Here's Colin sleeping on the train.
RORY
Uh huh...
LOGAN
And here's Finn shoving carrot sticks up Colin's nose as Colin sleeps on the train.
RORY
Very mature.
LOGAN
We try. This is Gloucestershire, England...
RORY
It's pretty.
LOGAN
... where we attended the famous Gloucestershire Cheese-Rolling festival, a time-honoured tradition where brave men, such as myself, climb to the top of a hill with a large wheel of cheese, then proceed push it and run after it as it rolls all the way down.
RORY
Shut up. Why would you commit that to film? (takes the phone from Logan)
LOGAN
That's me, that's Colin, that's Finn, and that is the cheese.
RORY
So if you beat your cheese to the bottom of the hill, are you disqualified, or do you win?
LOGAN
There are no winners or losers in the Gloucestershire Cheese-Rolling festival.
RORY
Well there certainly aren't any winners.
LOGAN
Tell me about it. (indicating his bandaged finger)
RORY
Who's that?
LOGAN
Ah! Now that's the love of Colin's life.
RORY
Colin fell in love?
LOGAN
Yeah. He met her in Holland and she doesn't speak a word of English, so she has no idea how incredibly annoying she finds him.
RORY
What's with the outfit?
LOGAN
She's a milkmaid.
RORY
Stop!
LOGAN
She has cows. She has pails.
RORY
(amused) Colin fell in love with a milkmaid?
LOGAN
It's pretty serious, too. He ditched us and followed her to Amsterdam, where they've been hold up ever since. We haven't heard a word from him. I mean we assume he's gonna be back by the time... (sighs)
RORY
By the time what? By the time the cows come home? What? By the time school starts? (Logan sighs again) What? What's the matter?
LOGAN
Nothing.
RORY
Logan, you can mention school to me.
LOGAN
I don't want to bum you out.
RORY
Logan! That is ridiculous! I'm fine. I mean... Look. Yale was a wonderful chapter in my life, but I've moved on. I have my work. I have my new pad. I'm just really happy with where I am right now.
LOGAN
(disbelief) Really?
RORY
Logan, you don't have to feel weird about this. You go to Yale. Your friends go to Yale. How can we not talk about Yale?
LOGAN
I don't know.
RORY
Exactly. So, we both agree that the topic of Yale can never be off-limits.
LOGAN
OK, fine. Well if you're so cool with it, then why don't you come meet me at Yale tomorrow and I can show you my new apartment and maybe take you to lunch?
RORY
I can't tomorrow because I have my DAR induction luncheon.
LOGAN
Well, then, how about breakfast?
RORY
Breakfast sounds good.
LOGAN
I have to say, Ace, I like the new digs.
RORY
Yeah, it's really nice, huh? You haven't even seen the bedroom yet.
LOGAN
Wow!!!
RORY
What?
LOGAN
OK, fine! but don't think that this is gonna work a second time. (get's up from the couch and starts moving towards the bedroom)
RORY
(comprehension dawning on her) Oh, no, Logan, I didn't mean... No, I seriously meant that you hadn't seen the bedroom yet.
LOGAN
You're making me feel cheap, Ace. (keeps walking to the bedroom)
RORY
Logan! I swear, I wasn't working blue. (gets up and follows Logan)
(CUT to gas station, night. Gil is pumping the van with gas. The rest of the band seem uncomfortable squashed in the small cabin, the boys are sitting in the back with all the equipment and lane is shotgun)
BRIAN
Come on, let's go!
GIL
Martha's thirsty, guys.
ZACH
I hate that he named the van.
LANE
I think it's cute.
ZACH
Hey! You're not pumping premium, right?
GIL
It's the cheap stuff, bro. Don't worry.
ZACH
Yeah, well you said that before, and you pumped premium, and it meant no snack stop in Philadelphia.
GIL
Whoa ho ho!
LANE
What, Gil?
GIL
Well I was just watching the numbers spin by on the gas pump dial thingy here getting bigger and bigger. And I was thinking... what if that was counting all the people who were, like, dying, you know, so it's all these dead dudes spinning by?
ZACH
Every day with him is like being on "meet the press."
BRIAN
I can't feel my legs.
ZACH
Move around a little.
BRIAN
Your amp's on my foot.
ZACH
Look, I'm no better off than you are, Brian. My guitar case is jammed against my thigh.
BRIAN
I got a cymbal stand sticking in my pancreas.
LANE
Guys, we are an hour out of Stars Hollow. Hang in there.
ZACH
God, the smell of that gas is making me hungry.
LANE
Gil, hurry!
GIL
I'm coming. (closes the vans door and starts walking to the drivers seat) All right. It's the last of the gas money, so this better get us home. (gets in and starts up the van) Everybody: Lean Forward. (they all lean forward and the van drives off)
(CUT to van, continuous. They are driving on the highway)
LANE
Gil, where'd you put the map?
GIL
It's... (does a dismissive gesture) Ugh.
LANE
You're okay to drive, right?
GIL
Yeah, sure. I'm just...
ZACH
Dude, don't do that thing where you don't finish your sentences. It freaks me out.
GIL
I'll try. I'm just... ugh.
ZACH
(shoves Gil) Come on.
GIL
I guess I'm just weak from hunger. The guy I got gas from, I was talking to him, and he suddenly turned into a giant turkey leg.
BRIAN
Please don't mention food.
LANE
Let's think good thoughts here, guys. Picture yourself at home, okay? Home at last. What's the first thing you're gonna do?
ZACH
Eat.
GIL
Wash my hair. Hug the kids, set them up in front of a "Harry Potter" movie, and then do my wife for, like, an hour.
LANE
Uh, look, guys, I've got an announcement. Kind of in my capacity as band manager, and I think it's gonna cheer you up, a lot.
ZACH
What?
LANE
Well, as you know, each gig paid us a little something, and we stayed free at people's houses along the way, and we sold a decent amount of t-shirts, so, besides food, which we consumed in moderation, there were days that we spent practically nothing.
ZACH
Yeah?
LANE
Well... I wanted us to come out of this tour with something. So I figured the best way to motivate us, to save, would be to fib a little on how much we had.
GIL
You fibbed a little?
LANE
Actually, a lot. But it paid off big, guys, because we're going home with over $9,000. (they guys look up at Lane in disbelief and a bit pissed) Huh? $9,000, American dollars. Why aren't you guys jumping up and down?
BRIAN
Besides the fact that my spinal cord severed somewhere back on the 95?
ZACH
And that we haven't eaten a full meal in over two months?
GIL
I thought we were broke.
LANE
See? See how it worked? And now we're reaping the rewards.
ZACH
Lane, we were starving.
BRIAN
We scrimped on everything. I stopped brushing my teeth because I couldn't buy toothpaste.
GIL
I've been washing my hair with bar soap.
LANE
But think about what we can do with the money. We can record. Make a CD. Nirvana made "Bleach" for $600. Even factoring in inflation, if we're on our game, we could make "Bleach", 10 times over.
BRIAN
Our own "Bleach".
ZACH
It would be very cool to record.
BRIAN
Very cool.
GIL
I think...
ZACH
Dude, come on. (shoves Gil again) You gotta finish that sentence.
GIL
I can't talk and drive.
LANE
Then just drive, Gil. 30 miles. 30 miles to home. (they high five)
(CUT to Lorelai's driveway, night. The crew is still working. Lorelai gets out of her car and starts walking towards Luke and Tom)
LORELAI
Talking about how pretty I am again? Oh, get a new subject, boys.
LUKE
What are you doing home?
LORELAI
Well, I have to be at the Inn late tonight. So I thought I'd come and feed Paul Anka, take him for a little walk, work out our crosswalk issues.
LUKE
Well, Tom here was just tel...
TOM
(cuts Luke off)... it's not my fault.
LUKE
I wasn't gonna say it was your fault.
TOM
You've got "it's Tom's fault" tone in your voice.
LUKE
He's got to shut your water off for a couple of days.
TOM
We hit a pipe that shouldn?t have been hit.
LORELAI
(accusingly) Tom!
TOM
See how fast the "it's Tom's fault" tone has spread?
LUKE
You can stay with me.
LORELAI
OK. Well, I got to get back to work. That wedding party's coming in tonight.
LUKE
Oh, I'll gather up some of your stuff.
LORELAI
Last time you gathered up some of my stuff, you accidentally brought me four bras and no pants.
LUKE
That could have been intentional.
LORELAI
I will get my own stuff, thank you. (starts walking to the house, but backtracks) Wooo, now I just have to figure out what to do with Paul Anka. You know, I've never left him alone so late before, and he might start doing that howling thing the neighbours are so fond of. But... well, that's okay. So... Oh! You know, I guess I could just leave him here and I can come back and get him after work, which will be, oh! two, three, four in the morning. Boy. Late. (looks for a reaction from Luke. He seems to not be getting the hint) Or I could drop him off at a kennel for a few hours. I know there's a good one in Woodbridge, 20 miles away. Of course, I'd have to leave now and pick up some dilithium crystals on the way to fix the warp drive in my jeep so that I could drive there and back in time to meet the wedding party back at the Inn, but that's doable. (looking at Luke for yet another reaction. He still looks unmoved) Yeah... and then, of course, by the time I get off work and drive all the way back ther
LUKE
(amused) I just wanted to see how long you'd go on.
LORELAI
Well, you know my babbling capabilities are infinite.
LUKE
I'll take the dog home with me. And points for the dilithium-crystal reference.
LORELAI
Well, when you sleep with geeks... (TJ approaches them with a bunch of paper lunch bags)
TJ
Hey. I just talked to my buddy, Tony Benzino, who's a contractor over in Hartford, and he says contractors don't fetch lunches for the crew. They do, however, get to answer the phone, and they do get to sign for things and order things, and Tom, there is no such thing as a mystic hammer. And after this very enlightening conversation, you know what I'm starting to think?
LORELAI
What?
TJ
I'm starting to think that I'm not really the contractor on this job.
LUKE
Look, TJ...
TOM
It's okay, Luke. I got this. TJ, we did this for your own good. We got you out of the house. You got paid. You didn't get hurt. Look at it that way.
TJ
Oh, yeah? Is that the way I'm supposed to look at it? Well, fine! (starts handing out the bags) You can keep your stupid phony contracting job. I'm through playing your patsy. I'm through running your errands. Hold on. That's no mayo. (trades some bags he's already handed out) Here, Ed. I'm done! I quit! You can all kiss any part of me that reaches your general vicinity first. You have seen the last of me. So arrivederci, Roma! (starts walking away but walks back up to them) And to repay you all for this lousy trick that you played on me, you can all reach in here and grab your own damn condiments. (drops the last bag and walks away)
TOM
That's dinner!
(CUT to Luke's diner, night. TJ is sitting on a stool at the counter, he has an empty milkshake glass in front of him)
TJ
(pushes the glass across the counter) Hit me.
LUKE
(walks up to TJ) That's your fourth milkshake, TJ.
TJ
Doesn't matter, Luke. It's not like I got anywhere to go tomorrow.
LUKE
So, you're not a contractor. Who cares? Neither am I. You don't see me crying about it.
TJ
I'm not crying about it... anymore.
LUKE
It's not your thing.
TJ
Yeah. Not my thing. I don't have a thing. I have nothing.
LUKE
You've got Liz. You've got your health.
TJ
I've got no dream. I've got no future.
LUKE
What are you talking about, you got no future? (walks over and point to the shelves TJ put up for him) Did you or did you not build these shelves?
TJ
I did.
LUKE
Those are great shelves, TJ.
TJ
Stop it.
LUKE
They are! There's some real craftsmanship that went into those shelves. Well made, you got some nice carved detail. That's a quality piece of merchandise, and you made it.
TJ
Yeah... So?
LUKE
So you should be proud of that. Not everybody can do that. So you're not a contractor. You're a craftsman!
TJ
Wow. I'm a craftsman... Like Jesus. He built stuff for a while.
LUKE
Yeah! You're exactly like Jesus. That was my point.
TJ
Yeah. What am I getting so mopey about? I mean,I build shelves. I'm a craftsman who builds shelves, like Jesus. (get up from his stool and Luke starts walking him to the diner door) And plus my day rate has just gone way up.
LUKE
Yeah, but TJ that was a contractor's rate you were being paid, not a shelfmaker's rate.
TJ
Yeah, but I wasn't really the contractor.
LUKE
I know, but that was... Have a good night, TJ.(opens the diner door and TJ exits)
(CUT to Luke's apartment, night. PA is lying on the floor. Luke walks in)
LUKE
Hey! Just lying there. What a surprise! Make sure you grind that smelly butt of yours into the rug real good. Get that aroma really locked in those fibbers there. (sees that PA has gone through the garbage) Oh, man. Wow, you are fun to have around. (he notices some chocolate wrapping paper) Oh, no. Oh, crap. Oh, god. (takes his watch off) Tell me you didn't. Tell me you didn't. There we go.(sniffs PA's breath) Oh, jeez! (picks PA up and starts running out of the apartment)
(CUT to Stars Hollow streets, continuous. Luke is running, with PA in his arms, up a street and enters a house. He starts to knock on the door franticly)
LUKE
Come on! Hey! Wake up! I got a dog out here! (the light in the house come on)
VET
(opens the door) Can I help you?
LUKE
The dog ate chocolate. And I don't know a lot about dogs, but I do know they shouldn't eat chocolate, and I went to the animal hospital, and they were closed, and I called Babette and she told me where you lived, and you got to do something. Because this is not my dog. This is my fiance's dog. She loves him. She named him "Paul Anka", which may, on the surface, not seem like a sign of love, but if you knew her, you'd get it, and believe me there's a lot of ways I could screw up, but I cannot lose her over the fact I killed her dog.
VET
I'll get the ipecac. Come on in. (they walk in the house)
(CUT to restaurant, morning. Rory and Logan are having breakfast)
RORY
So, I tell the guy, "Hey! There is no way all these potatoes could have been peeled if I had waltzed in here at twelve". He simply refused to believe me or credit me with the hours, so finally I just said, "You know what? There is another soup kitchen down on Hadley, and they serve more vegetables than you do, so I would rather work there anyhow", and I turned in my apron, and I walked out.
LOGAN
Wow. Rough world, the world of Community Service.
RORY
Oh, you don't know the half of it. I've done 125 hours, so I've got 175 to go, which is a little off my goal, but not by much, so I can deal. I've got the candy-striper thing starting next week. I didn't really want that, but I had to take it, because I was supposed to get on the zoo beat, which would have been gross but great cause they'll let you do a double shift. (Logan looks at his watch) But they're always full. Weird, huh?
LOGAN
Very weird.
RORY
I'm boring you.
LOGAN
Far from it. I just have to go. I have to meet with my faculty adviser and convince her that this is the year I'm finally gonna make something of myself.
RORY
Well, don't tell her about that cheese-rolling incident. She'll never believe you.
LOGAN
You want me to walk you back to your car?
RORY
No, I think I can make it by myself.
LOGAN
(gets up to leave) OK.
RORY
OK. (Logan kisses her cheek)
LOGAN
I'll call you later?
RORY
OK. (Logan leaves)
(CUT to Luke's apartment, morning. Camera pans from PA, who's lying next to the bed, to Lorelai and Luke who are sleeping. Luke wakes up, gets out of bed and goes to the kitchen. Lorelai wakes up too and notices Luke in the kitchen drinking water)
LORELAI
Hey.
LUKE
Hey. Sorry. I didn't mean to wake you. Go back to sleep. (starts walking back towards the bed)
LORELAI
No, it's okay. I like to watch you hydrate.
LUKE
Oh, man. When did you get home? I didn't hear you come in.
LORELAI
Yeah, you were conked out pretty good.
LUKE
Oh yeah!
LORELAI
Both of you. (sits up bit better in bed as Luke comes closer)
LUKE
Yeah.
LORELAI
How did it go with Paul Anka last night?
LUKE
Well, first off, he ate three pounds of unsweetened baking chocolate, so I had to rush him to the vet, to his house because the animal hospital was closed, and he forced some sort of vomit-inducing medicine down Paul Anka's throat, and then Paul Anka proceeded to throw up for the next hour and a half. (Lorelai looks concerned) After that I sat with him for another three hours, holding a bowl of water under his nose to make sure that he was re-hydrating properly, and then I chocolate-proofed the apartment and the diner to make sure that never happens again. (Lorelai looks at Luke lovingly) And now I'm gonna go downstairs and make Paul Anka some scrambled eggs because the vet said that the kibble is gonna be a little hard on his stomach for a couple of days. Does he have any particular fear of cheddar? Cause I thought I'd throw that in to make it taste better.
LORELAI
Luke?
LUKE
Yeah?
LORELAI
I don't want to set a wedding date until things are right with Rory.
LUKE
OK. (Lorelai looks relieved) So, the cheddar is... ?
LORELAI
OK. (Luke walks away and Lorelai settles back in bed)
(CUT to Yale, morning. It's the freshmen orientation)
FRESHMAN COUNSELLOR
The dining-hall hours are cast in stone. You snooze, you lose. And your school-issued IDs are your new best friends. Become inseparable. You'll be asked for it constantly, so give it a nickname and learn to commit. It operates the laundry room. It is your meal card. Every new student at Yale will learn the value of the ID.
(Camera pans to Rory as the new students walk by. She looks around longingly. The scene starts to fade on Rory's face and we see a new Rory in a tweed suit at her DAR induction luncheon. Emily is giving a welcome speech for the new members)
EMILY
Every new member of the DAR Will feel instantly the sense of camaraderie that has become synonymous with the DAR. As certified members of the Hartford chapter of the Daughters of the American Revolution, you will hold a very special and esteemed place in this community. But with that great esteem comes great responsibility: to your chapter, to your town, and to your nation. This is a proud moment for me as I, your president, welcome the new members of the Daughters of the American Revolution.
THE END