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#508 : La fête est finie

Richard et Emily ont décidé d’organiser une soirée pour Rory en invitant tous les anciens de Yale. Rory se retrouve sur son 31, un diadème et plein de bijoux sur elle, ne se doutant pas de la mascarade que ses grands-parents ont organisée. En fait, ils trouvent que Rory vaut bien mieux que Dean, ils lui présentent donc toute la bourgeoisie masculine de Yale. Lors de la soirée, elle retrouve Logan qui la sauve d’un garçon pas très distrayant. Comme elle s'ennuie, Rory décide de suivre quelques garçons dans le pool house. Au programme : champagne, whisky et autres… Après avoir un peu trop bu, Rory oublie totalement Dean qui l’attendait devant la porte. Mais lorsque celui-ci l’aperçoit, il lui annonce que tout est fini. Ils ne font plus partie du même monde.
A Stars Hollow, Luke prévoit un dîner entre amoureux pour Lorelai et lui. Malheureusement ils sont interrompus par TJ et Liz, qui ont emménagé dans le coin récemment et dont le couple bat déjà de l’aile.

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Titre VO
The Party's Over

Titre VF
La fête est finie

Première diffusion
09.11.2004

Première diffusion en France
04.04.2008

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Trailer 5.08

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Rory-Logan chez les Gilmore (VO)

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Plus de détails

Chez les Gilmore, Lorelai et Rory arrivent chez Richard. D'après Lorelai, ça sent la viande, ce que confirme le majordome. Richard leur propose des amuse-gueule et des brochettes. Emily arrive soudain et se met à crier car elle a senti le barbecue, le pacte n'est pas respecté, Richard devait avoir juste l'apéritif mais Richard pense qu'il n'a pas autant de temps.
Plus tard, chez Emily, celle-ci reproche aux filles d'avoir trop mangé chez Richard. Soudain, le téléphone sonne et Rory répond, sous l'œil réprobateur d'Emily qui demande à qui elle parle. Quand Rory revient, Emily la questionne et Rory finit par lui avouer qu'elle sort de nouveau avec Dean.
Quand elles sortent de chez Emily, elles ont trop mangé. Lorelai pince Rory et lui reproche d'avoir parlé de Dean.
Sitôt le diner fini, Emily va voir Richard pour lui parler...

Chez Luke's, c'est l'effervescence. Lane sert les gens et Liz, la sœur de Luke, est de retour. Liz est contente pour Luke et Lore. Liz lui avoue qu'elle veut s'installer à Stars Hollow mais Luke n'a pas l'air content.
La nouvelle « fille » de Mme Kim arrive mais Lane la repousse, mais Lane finit par la prendre en pitié et lui donne des frites.

A Yale, Paris et Rory mangent leur déjeuner. Paris s'énerve car elle pense que tous les profs la draguent depuis que sa relation avec Asher Flemming a été découverte. Le téléphone de Rory sonne, ce sont ses grands parents et ils l'invitent à une soirée à la place du diner du vendredi de la semaine prochaine. Rory accepte avec plaisir. Paris part, énervée par ses regards qu'elle croit sentir.

Chez Luke's, Lane remue l'autre jeune fille qui prie pour chaque plat quand Zach arrive pour lui donner de bonnes nouvelles sur le groupe. Quand il part, Liz et son mari arrivent pour annoncer à Luke qu'ils ont acheté une maison ! Luke trouve ça trop rapide mais ils sont vraiment enthousiastes !

A Yale, Rory prévient sa mère pour vendredi soir prochaine, annulé pour Lorelai. Celle-ci prévient sa fille qu'ils la manipulent. Rory en ait consciente mais elle est contente car ils sont ensembles. Rory lui promet de passer après.

Dans la rue, Zach se promène quand Mme Kim lui saute dessus pour lui crier dessus par rapport à sa relation avec Lane, ce qui le laisse totalement choqué.

Chez Taylor, Dean apporte à manger à Rory dans l'arrière salle. Ils sont déçus de ne pas se voir assez mais essaient de passer outre. Rory demande à Dean s'il a aimé ce qu'elle a écrit mais Dean n'est pas très enthousiasme sur ce qu'elle a écrit. Rory lui demande de se voir le vendredi, après la fête.

Chez Luke, niveau appartement, Lorelai arrive déguisée en petite servante. Il lui a préparé à manger, elle est ravie. Après avoir enlevé le déguisement, ils peuvent passer une bonne soirée.

A Hartford, Emily prépare sa maison pour recevoir. Rory arrive et Emily l'encense. Elle lui propose de se faire coiffer, l'air de rien, ce que Rory accepte malgré elle.

Chez eux, Zach arrive et se met en colère contre Lane à cause de sa mère qui l'a maudit. Il est complètement bouleversé. Lane se demande comment elle l'a su.

Chez Luke, Lore et lui passent une bonne soirée quand TJ arrive et se lamente sur Liz et sur le mariage. Il en peut plus car Liz lui crie dessus. Son arrivée casse un peu le diner, Lore est obligée de faire un peu de cuisine. Luke essaie de relativiser les choses mais TJ se met à pleurer.

Chez les Gilmore, Emily part Rory de bijoux et même d'un diadème ! Rory est très gênée mais se sent obligée d'accepter. Quand elles descendent, Emily présente Rory à tout le monde. Ses grands parents la présentent à tous les fils de leurs amis. Ils la flattent sans cesse devant les fils qu'ils n'arrêtent pas de lui présenter. Rory leur parle à tous les deux mais devient soupçonneuse par rapport à tous ses garçons. Mais ils font comme de si rien n'était.

Chez Luke, Lorelai est ravie du diner, mais l'ambiance a l'air tendu... en effet, TJ est encore là en train de se lamenter. Lorelai finit par lui proposer à manger, sous l'œil grognon de Luke.

A la fête, Rory s'ennuie mortellement dans un groupe de garçons qui parle de voiture. Elle s'isole dans le bureau et téléphone à sa mère pour se plaindre. Lorelai lui dit qu'elle l'avait prévenu. Elle lui donne alors des moyens de sortir de la maison mais Rory refuse de s'enfuir. Lorelai téléphone à ses parents mais tombe sur la femme de ménage qui ne parle pas français. Quelqu'un frappe et Luke va ouvrir, c'est Liz qui vient chercher TJ puis se met à lui crier dessus. Ils se disputent et Liz s'enferme dans la salle de bain. Luke et Lorelai essaient de les calmer.

Chez Richard et Emily, un garçon parle à Rory mais celle-ci n'a visiblement pas envi. Soudain, Logan arrive et se fait passer pour son petit ami pour la débarrasser de lui. Rory est ravie car le garçon s'en va. Richard arrive et parle avec Logan, comme un vieil ami. Rory est étonnée qu'ils se connaissent. Logan l'invite alors à une sous fête.

Chez Mme Kim, Lane arrive, énervée et se met en colère contre Kiro qui lui a dit que Lane et Zach étaient ensemble. Lane prend les choses en main pour la bouger. Elle déclare à Kiro que Mme Kim n'est pas magique.

Chez Luke, Lorelai est encore au téléphone pour parler à ses parents. Luke est énervé, Liz et TJ se disputent toujours dans la salle de bain. Il demande à Lorelai de partir pour ne pas gâcher encore un peu plus leur soirée et lui promet une nouvelle soirée le lendemain. Ils s'embrassent et elle finit par partir.

A la fête, Rory est avec Logan et ses amis dans le pool house. Ils boivent un peu de trop. Logan félicite Rory pour son article. Puis il lui demande qui va-t-elle choisir et tous le veulent (pour rire). Rory avoue qu'elle a un petit ami. Elle se rend compte que Dean l'attend depuis un quart d'heure, elle s'en va et tout le monde veut le voir. Elle le rejoint et s'excuse pour le résenter aux autres. Dean se rend compte qu'il n'est pas à sa place avec elle et rompt avec elle, ce qui la fait pleurer. Logan s'approche et la réconforte comme il peut. Il décide, avec ses amis, de continuer la fête pour qu'elle ne soit plus triste.

Chez elle, Lorelai téléphone une nouvelle fois ses parents et finit par avoir sa mère. Elle demande de parler à ses deux parents. Elle est très énervée contre eux. Ils essaient de relativiser la chose mais Lorelai ne comprend pas. Ses parents pensent que Dean n'est pas assez bien pour Rory. Ils raccrochent tous, énervés.
Rory arrive à ce moment là, Lorelai la voit sortir d'une limousine, visiblement ivre.

[Scenes from previous episodes.]


[Elder Gilmore Pool House: terrace]

LORELAI: I smell meat, is that meat?

VALET: Why, yes, miss, it is meat.

LORELAI: Oh, he called me miss. There's meat and a miss, I'm happy.

RORY: What's the occasion?

RICHARD: Well, I thought we might like some appetizers with our cocktails
tonight.

LORELAI: Would we ever.

VALET: The first batch is ready, sir.

RICHARD: Wonderful, on the table please.

LORELAI: Mm, God it smells good.

RORY: I love a good steak on a stick.

RICHARD: Me, too.

RORY: We should form a club.

LORELAI: Steak-On-A-Stick club.

RICHARD: We could have t-shirts made up.

RORY: Grandpa, I've never seen you wear a t-shirt.

RICHARD: Well, I've just never found a proper occasion.

LORELAI: Hmm. To the proper occasion. [They toast.]

RICHARD: I'll drink to that.

EMILY [storming in]: I knew I smelled something, you're barbecuing!

RICHARD: So what?

EMILY: So what? The agreement was the girls have drinks with you and dinners
with me!

RICHARD: We are having drinks. Drinks and appetizers.

EMILY: Those are not appetizers! Those are skewers!

LORELAI: Little skewers.

RORY: Little tiny skewers.

EMILY: This is not tiny! [She rips a skewer from Lorelai's hand as she's
about to bite.]

LORELAI: Mom, that's mine!

EMILY: This is a main course and a cheap way of cheating me out of my
dinner.

RICHARD: You are the most paranoid woman I've ever met.

EMILY: I highly doubt that.

RICHARD: You were the one who designated the drinks portion of the evening
to me.

EMILY: You love drinks.

RICHARD: Drinks last one hour at most. Then you get the dinner portion,
which can last several hours. Especially the way you structure things. You
get more time. I should at least be able to serve appetizers with my drinks.

EMILY: Fine. I'll leave. Have you drinks and your appetizers. [Points at
Rory and Lorelai.] You two better be hungry when you get inside, or else!
[Leaves.]

LORELAI [whispers, mimicking]: Or else!

RORY: Sounds serious.

LORELAI: So, one more?

RORY: Well, two more at the most.

LORELAI: Yeah, 'cause she was really mad.

RORY: Mm-hmm.


[Elder Gilmore house: dining room]

[Awkward silence.]

EMILY: Something wrong?

LORELAI: No, why, why?

EMILY: You're not eating.

LORELAI: No, I am eating.

EMILY: You've taken two bites.

LORELAI: Two really big bites.

EMILY: Rory's taken none.

RORY: I did, you just missed it.

EMILY: You're full.

LORELAI: No!

EMILY: He can't stick to a simple agreement! He makes deals all the time in
business, but "drinks there, dinner here", somehow that's too difficult for
him to manage.

RORY: He was just -

EMILY: He was trying to upstage me. He was trying to make his part of the
evening the "fun" part. He's a child. A spoiled four-year-old. I should take
his dump truck away and send him to bed without supper. Or, as he calls it,
appetizers.

LORELAI: Mom, seriously, we are starving. Look. Mmm, wow. [To Rory] Eat some
carrots, eat some carrots.

RORY [weakly]: Carrots. Delicious.

EMILY: Well, if you're both that hungry, you must want more. Olga! Good
timing! The girls are famished. Load 'em up.

[Olga serves up more food. A cell phone rings.]

EMILY [scolding]: Lorelai!

LORELAI: What? It's not me!

RORY: It's me, Grandma. I'm sorry. [Checks caller ID] I have to take this.
Promise I'll be quick. [She gets up to leave.] Hello? Hi. No, now's fine.

EMILY: Who's she talking to?

LORELAI: How should I know?

EMILY: Well, you're the one who taught her to leave her cell phone on at the
dinner table.

LORELAI: That's for safety, Mom. In case someone forces her to eat five
chickens and she has to call 911.

EMILY: She's talking to a boy, isn't she?

LORELAI: I don't know.

EMILY: She certainly sounds like she's talking to a boy. Does she have a new
boyfriend?

LORELAI: Mom!

EMILY: Did she finally meet someone at Yale?

RORY: I don't know.

EMILY: Oh, of course you know!

LORELAI: Because I'm the one who taught her to leave her cell phone on at
the dinner table?

RORY [coming back in]: Sorry, Grandma. That won't happen again.

EMILY: That's all right. So, who were you talking to?

RORY: Dean, you remember Dean?

EMILY: The boy who made you the car?

RORY: Yep.

EMILY: I didn't know you were still seeing him.

RORY: Umm, well, we got back together recently.

EMILY: Really? Well, that's a surprise, isn't it, Lorelai?

LORELAI: I know. I'm floored!

RORY: He's been working crazy shifts lately and I've had so much schoolwork
that we keep missing each other, so I told him to call me tonight.

EMILY: Well thank you for telling me. I'm just glad I got to hear it from
you and didn't have to pick it up on the street somewhere.

LORELAI: 'Cause you hang out on the street so often, Mom, you and Melrose
Larry Green.

EMILY [Glares at Lorelai, then turns to Rory]: So, are you happy with this
Dean?

RORY: Yes, I am.

EMILY: Well, good. Now eat up, we have the fish course coming.

LORELAI: Fish course?

EMILY: Yes, Olga makes a mean pickled herring.

LORELAI: Oh. Well. What a delightful skill.


[Elder Gilmore house: exterior]

[Rory and Lorelai walk sluggishly out of the house.]

RORY: Grandma's mean.

LORELAI: If it flew, swam or crawled on this earth we just ate it.

RORY: I can't breathe. [Lorelai pinches her.] Ow! What was that for?

LORELAI: 'Cause you told my mother about Dean.

RORY [rubbing her arm]: What do you mean?

LORELAI: Well, I was totally covering for you with the phone call, and then
you waltz back in and just tell her?

RORY: My arm is swelling up!

LORELAI: You were totally off the hook. I was very skillfully covering for
you. Well, not skillfully, but there was a certain aplomb to my evasiveness.

RORY: I'm not going to lie to Grandma about Dean. Why should I?

LORELAI: Because she's her.

RORY: Mom, I am with Dean. She's already met him, Grandpa's already met him,
what is the problem besides this permanent welt on my arm?

LORELAI: All right, fine. [sighs] You know, I'm actually hungry.


[Pool house. A knock on the door. Richard goes to answer it.]

EMILY: We need to talk. [She walks in, uninvited.]


[Opening credits.]

[Luke's Diner. Lane is refilling the coffee pot.]

LANE [to Luke]: The man at table three wants to send an orange juice to the
woman at table four.

LUKE: As long as he's paying.

LUKE [To Liz, reading a paper at the counter]: If someone who wants to eat
comes in here...

LIZ: I'm outie, I got it.

LORELAI [Coming in]: Hey, Lane.

LANE: Hi! Oh, potential hookup at table four!

LORELAI: Oh, wow, diner love. "Over easy" takes on a whole new meaning.
[Sits at the counter next to Liz.] Hey, Liz!

LIZ: Hey!

[They hug, genuinely happy to see each other.]

LORELAI: I didn't know you were back!

LIZ: Yeah, just cruised in.

LORELAI: Well how are you? How's TJ?

LIZ: He's great. He's gotten taller.

LORELAI: I'm so glad to hear it.

LIZ: So you and my brother, uh?

LORELAI: Yeah, well...

LIZ: I'm so jazzed. I want private details.

LUKE: Tell her nothing.

LORELAI: Really, nothing? Not even about your Canadian mountie hat?

LUKE: Liz, you have been sitting there for over an hour.

LIZ: I know. I'm almost done.

LORELAI: Whatcha doing?

LIZ: TJ and I are thinking about buying a winter place, you know, something
nice for when the Renaissance Fair season's over.

LORELAI: You're moving to Stars Hollow?

LUKE: No.

LIZ: Thinking about it. There's some great places for sale around here.

LUKE: They're not for sale, they've all been sold.

LIZ [ignoring him]: Plus there's a few stores around here that are willing
to sell my jewelry on consignment. And I'd like a house, you know, with a
fence and a lawn...

LUKE: No lawns in Stars Hollow, we had them taken out.

LIZ: Hey, how much did you pay for your house?

LUKE: Oh, don't ask her that. You can't ask people questions like that.

LIZ: Why not?

LUKE: 'Cause you can't! [To Lorelai] Don't tell her how much you paid for
your house. [To Liz] You don't want to live here.

LIZ: Yes I do.

LUKE: It's too quiet for you.

LIZ: I like quiet.

LUKE: You do not like quiet. TJ does not like quiet. He likes monster
trucks, and baboons that get really mad at the zoo.

LIZ: That's true, he does like that.

LORELAI: Luke, stop. You're going to like living so close to your family.

LUKE: Yes, I've seen how much you enjoy living so close to yours. What can I
get you?

LORELAI [Looks at the menu]: Hmm. Nothing looks good.

LUKE: I'll make you a burger.

LORELAI: I don't want a burger.

LIZ: Make her your gumbo. Oh, he makes the most amazing gumbo.

LORELAI: You make gumbo?

LIZ: And great Mexican food.

LORELAI: Really?

LIZ: Makes his own tortillas.

LUKE: Gotta make your own tortillas. The ones in the package are crap.

LIZ: And garlic soup, and paella... He was really into lasagna for a while,
got obsessed. Made hundreds of lasagnas trying to find the perfect recipe.
He wore an apron -

LUKE: Okay! Liz, you don't even live here yet.

LIZ: Fine. I gotta bail anyhow. TJ's meeting me at the realtor's office.
Lorelai, it was great seeing you again.

LORELAI: You too!

LIZ: Later, bro.

LUKE: Uh-huh.

[Liz leaves.]

LORELAI: You've been holding out on me.

LUKE: What?

LORELAI: Um, paella, gumbo, lasagna king?

LUKE: You know, I have many talents, okay?

LORELAI: I know. I mean, the way you keep that mountie hat perfectly
balanced the entire time we're -

LUKE: Okay, so, if you keep making mountie hat jokes, you're going to
eventually believe that there's an actual mountie hat.

LORELAI: Well, I'm very impressed. Or at least I would be, if I had any
proof of these extraordinary cooking skills of yours.

LUKE: Okay. I'm going to cook you the most amazing meal of your life.

LORELAI: This weekend?

LUKE: Stop making the mountie jokes and you're on.

LORELAI: Deal. Blueberry muffin to go?

LUKE: You got it. [He gets the muffin. She's looking at him strangely.]
You're still picturing me in a mountie hat, aren't you?

LORELAI: Uh-huh.

LUKE: How do I look?

LORELAI: Mm, I'll tell you this weekend.

[She leaves, Kyon enters. Lane rushes over.]

LANE: You cannot put those flyers here! I'm surprised that my mother told
you that you could, but you can't! So, go stand on a street corner like I
had to do, ages six through fourteen! [Kyon just stands there.] Go! What?

KYON: I'm so hungry.

LANE: What?

KYON: It's flaxseed muffin month. Flaxseed muffin in the morning, flaxseed
muffin at night. I'm having trouble lifting my toothbrush.

LANE: Okay, come here.

KYON: Not fast, please.

LANE: Sit.

KYON: She made a lot of food with flaxseed. It lasts a very long time.

LANE [Sets down a plate of fries]: There.

KYON: What's this?

LANE: Fries.

KYON: But Mrs. Kim, she says that fries are the devil's starchy fingers.

LANE: They're hot and delicious and they don't have any flaxseed in them.

KYON: But they are a gateway food. They lead into harder things. Pizza,
movie popcorn, deep fried Snickers bar...

[Lane waves the fries under her nose.]

KYON: Oooh. [takes a bite.] Oh, my.

LANE: Welcome to America.


[Yale: cafeteria.]

RORY: So now I've got three days to do this comparative religion paper, and
the teaching fellow who runs our group spends all his time explaining to us
how much he disagrees with the professor, and - what are you looking at?

PARIS: That guy over there is staring at me.

RORY: Which guy?

PARIS: The one in the Santa Claus red sweater.

RORY: Professor Prady?

PARIS: Shh! He'll hear you.

RORY: You think Professor Prady is looking at you?

PARIS: He is more than looking at me. God, this is so annoying. Ever since
word leaked out about me and Asher, every faculty member over fifty thinks
I'm easy.

RORY: Paris, I don't think Prady's hitting on you.

PARIS: You are so naive. He's practically licking his lips. You sleep with
one old guy, and suddenly you're Catherine Zeta-Jones.

[Rory's phone rings.]

RORY: Hello?

EMILY: Rory, it's your grandmother.

RORY: Oh, hey, Grandma.

EMILY: Your grandfather is here also.

RICHARD: Hello, Rory. How are you?

RORY: Fine, Grandpa, and you?

RICHARD: We're wonderful, thank you for asking.

EMILY: Rory, we're sorry to bother you at school, but next Friday your
grandfather and I agreed to host a little Yale alumni event at our house.

RICHARD: It completely slipped our minds the other night.

EMILY: So we'll have to cancel our usual Friday night dinner.

RORY: Oh. That's okay.

EMILY: However, we were wondering if maybe you'd like to come.

RORY: Me?

RICHARD: The alumni always like to meet the next generation of Elis, and
plus, we'd love to be able to show you off to all of our friends, wouldn't
we, Emily?

EMILY: Yes, we would!

RICHARD: You might even make a few connections that could come in handy
somewhere down the road.

EMILY: Please come! We'd hate to miss our weekly Rory fix. And I promise
you, there won't be any chicken.

RICHARD: Or steak on a stick. [They laugh, the whole conversation sounds
very rehearsed.]

RORY: Well, sure. I'd love to come.

RICHARD: Wonderful. Your grandmother and I are thrilled.

RORY: Is it fancy? What should I wear?

EMILY: Oh, just pick out a pretty little dress.

RICHARD: And bring that face.

RORY: Well, the face comes with the package.

EMILY: Oh, and I know you usually come at seven, but could you make it at
six instead?

RORY: Six is fine.

RICHARD: We'll see you Friday.

RORY: See you Friday. [She hangs up.]

PARIS: What's going on Friday?

RORY: My grandparents are having a party.

PARIS: Damn it. [She gets up.] Dean Treadwell just came in. He's been
throwing sex daggers out his eyes at me all week. [She picks up her plate
and leaves. Rory turns around and sees a feeble-looking old man with a cane
entering.]


[Luke's diner.]

LANE: Chili fries, extra cheese and onions.

KYON: Thank you. [Folds her hands.]

LANE: Didn't you just say grace?

KYON: Yes, but that was for the soda.

LANE: Kyon, tip, if you pray over every single thing you eat you might never
be able to leave the table. Breakfast will run into lunch which will run
into dinner.

KYON: I'm telling God I'm thankful!

LANE: He gets it. Do a blanket thank you and move on.

[Zach bursts in.]

ZACH: We've got free passes to Tory's band on Saturday.

LANE [excited]: No! Seriously?

ZACH: Totally seriously. All we have to do is carry the equipment and we are
in.

[Lane shrieks and jumps on him.]

ZACH: Okay, cool, you're jazzed. So I'll tell him it's a go?

LANE: It's a total go.

ZACH: You free for dinner tonight?

LANE: We'll discuss it when I get home.

ZACH: Okay. Bye.

LANE: Bye.

[Zach leaves, while Liz and TJ enter.]

TJ: Ladies and gentlemen, I am in escrow.

LUKE: You're what?

TJ: I am in escrow, I've got the paperwork to prove it.

LUKE: What is he talking about?

LIZ: We bought a house!

TJ: Beautiful. White.

LUKE: You just started looking.

LIZ: I know, we bought the first home we saw.

LUKE: Oh, Liz.

LIZ: No, I'm telling you, I walked into this place, and just felt it.

LUKE: Felt what?

LIZ: The vibe.

TJ: That's right, she felt the vibe and now I'm in escrow.

LUKE: Did you at least have an inspector look at this place?

TJ: Hey, we don't need some guy with a clipboard to tell us what we already
knew, which was this white house was for us!

LIZ: Please don't be worried about this, the place is great.

TJ: It's on a corner, it's got room for a pool, it's air-conditioner ready,
it's, uh, landscaper ready, it's lawn ready, and it's got three bedrooms, if
you build on two.

LUKE: It's got a roof, right?

TJ: Of course it's got a roof. And as soon as we replace it it won't leak as
much.

LIZ: Just be happy, okay?

LUKE: Oh, sure.

TJ: That's right, buddy, smile, man, 'cause I'm in escrow! [yells out]
Coffee! On the house! You like that, on the house?

LUKE: You're paying for coffee for the entire diner?

TJ: What am I, made of money? I'm in escrow! Throw in the coffee, buddy,
we're celebrating.

LANE: I got it.

LIZ: You're not really bugged we're moving here, are you?

LUKE: Does he even know what escrow means?

LIZ: I doubt it, but he's so happy.

TJ [High-five-ing strangers]: I'm in escrow. [To Kyon] Give it up, sister,
I'm in escrow.


[Yale: Rory is walking the halls talking on her cell phone.]

RORY: So, you're off the hook.

LORELAI: Off the hook, for what?

RORY: Friday night. Grandma and Grandpa are having a party for their Yale
alumni friends.

LORELAI: Really? This is news!

RORY: So you're free as a bird.

LORELAI: Wo-ow, Friday night without my mother! I don't know if I can deal!
You might have to come over and force-feed me pickled herring and tell me
what a disappointment I am. Hey, you want to go to the movies?

RORY: Can't, I'm going to the party.

LORELAI: What?

RORY: They asked me to.

LORELAI: Huh. Okay. I can get you out of it.

RORY: Mom -

LORELAI: Whoop, hold on, just a moment. Let me formulate a plan.

RORY: I don't need to formulate a plan, I want to go.

LORELAI: You don't want to go, you feel obligated to go. That's very
different.

RORY: Mom, they're giving the party together.

LORELAI: Ooh, I got it. Transfer to Harvard, then you won't be invited.

RORY: Are you listening?

LORELAI: Rory, they're just manipulating you.

RORY: Yes! Exactly! Them. Both of them, together. They called me together.
They were on the speakerphone together, which means that they were in the
same room, at the same time, together.

LORELAI: So what you're saying is, they were together?

RORY: Exactly!

LORELAI: Whose antennae are up besides mine?

RORY: Maybe they made up.

LORELAI: They would have told us.

RORY: They didn't tell us they broke up.

LORELAI: Yes, but that's because it looked bad. They didn't tell people I
was pregnant 'till my eighth month. My mother kept getting numbers for fat
farms from her friends.

RORY: They sounded so happy. They sounded like they used to.

LORELAI: Are you sure you want to go?

RORY: I'm sure.

LORELAI: All right. Don't let Grandpa and his cronies make you sing
Whiffenpoof songs all night.

RORY: I won't.

LORELAI: Well, I'm sorry I'm not going to see you on Friday.

RORY: Well, how about I come by after? I can stay the night and then you can
take me shopping on Saturday.

LORELAI: Ah, the lucky girl.

RORY: Okay. Bye.


[Stars Hollow street: newsstand.]

ZACH: Hey, Amir! Where's this month's Guitar magazine? I wasn't done reading
it yet.

AMIR: You buy it, then you read.

ZACH: What kind of bogus system is that?

AMIR: It's the bogus system called this is a magazine stand, where people
come to buy, not hang out and read for free!

ZACH: That's a long freaking name for your bogus system, buddy.

[Mrs. Kim storms across the street.]

MRS. KIM: You! You dirty, filthy devil boy! You will pay for this. You will
burn in hellfire for this! You will swim in the sludge with Satan's
hell-dogs, and feed them your innards for eternity!

ZACH: Ah, is this about the magazine?

MRS. KIM: She's an innocent girl. And you are a wild pig of filth! I know! I
know all you do! You think you can hide from me? That you can carry on your
dirty, filthy schemes without me finding out?

ZACH: I'm really, really lost right now.

MRS. KIM: I heard about it! Kyon told me. She told me about your hands on
Lane. You put your hands on Lane! My Lane! And before God, I swear that you
will be punished. Because that is what happens to all swine that walk up
tall!

[She storms away, leaving Zach bewildered.]


[Doose's storage room.]

DEAN: Okay. So, we have today for your dining pleasure a choice of
sandwiches. All fairly fresh, though slightly dented so as to afford me the
eighty percent employee discount that Taylor throws in with the paycheck.

RORY: He's a heck of a humanitarian, that Taylor.

DEAN: Ah, we have a battered chicken salad, a bruised tuna salad, a ham that
survived the creamed corn assault of 2004, and something grey.

RORY: Toss that.

DEAN: Gotcha.

RORY: Well, this is a very nice spread you've assembled here.

DEAN: Well, when you're dating an Ivy League girl, you have to pull out all
the stops. Chip pieces? [offers her a bag]

RORY: Yes, please.

DEAN: I'm glad we got to do this today.

RORY: Me too.

DEAN: We haven't been able to see each other much lately.

RORY: Well, we're here now, right?

DEAN: Yeah. Right.

RORY: Hey, did you ever read my story?

DEAN: Which story?

RORY: The one about the Life and Death Brigade.

DEAN [hesitates]: Uh, yeah, I did.

RORY: You like it?

DEAN: I did like it. I like everything you write.

RORY: Do you think I painted the picture interestingly enough? Because I
tried to be objective, to a certain extent, but it is a feature piece, so I
wanted to have some human spark, you know?

DEAN: I thought it was good.

RORY: Nothing specific, though?

DEAN: Hey, you're the writer. I can't critique these things. I just know
that I read it and I was interested.

RORY: Well that's what counts. [pauses awkwardly.] Okay, so, let's talk
about tonight.

DEAN: Let's talk about tonight.

RORY: Okay. I'm going over to my grandparent's at six. I figure I'll go in,
make the rounds, say hello, eat a cheese puff, then you can meet me outside
the house at eight-thirty and we can hit a movie in Hartford or something.

DEAN: I don't want you ducking out of your grandparent's party early if it's
going to be a big thing.

RORY: Hey, don't you want to get together with me?

DEAN: You know I do.

RORY: Okay then. No more talk, it's settled. Eight-thirty, out front, I'll
be the one in the party dress with the jeans and a purse. I'll have to take
a pretty big purse, but desperate times call for desperate actions. Deal?

DEAN: Deal.

RORY: How long have we got?

DEAN: Uh, fourteen minutes till my lunch break's over.

RORY: Okay then. Cheers.


[Luke's apartment: Luke goes to open the door. Lorelai is wearing a french
maid’s apron.]

LORELAI: Bonjour.

LUKE: What's all this?

LORELAI: This is as close as you're going to get to me cleaning up tonight.
Hi.

LUKE: Hi.

[They kiss.]

LORELAI: Man, something smells crazy good in here. Oh my God, what are you
making?

LUKE: Lamb and artichoke stew, penne with pesto and potatoes, roasted garlic
with rosemary focaccia, tomatoes stuffed with bread crumbs and goat cheese,
and ricotta cheesecake with amaretto cookies to go with your coffee.

LORELAI: You're the perfect man.

LUKE: Thank you.

LORELAI: I used to think it was Kelsey Grammer, but it's not. It's you.

LUKE: Finally, I'm one-upping Grammer. You want some wine?

LORELAI: Yes, please. [digging through a bag she brought with her.] Okay, so
I brought a little ambience [pulls out candlesticks] and a little Clooney.

LUKE: George?

LORELAI: Rosemary. Oh my God, this is so great. I mean, besides the fact
that it's an evening of you, it's also the first Friday in many many moons
that I'm not at my parent's house and that knowledge is giving me a really
warm, fuzzy feeling right about now. Meaning that if, by some chance, your
meal winds up sucking, I might not even notice.

LUKE: Excellent to know. [Hands her a glass of wine.] To the warm and
fuzzies.

LORELAI: Perfect.

[a bell rings in the kitchen.]

LUKE: Oh, I'm down to the artichokes.

LORELAI: You know, it may have choked Artie, but it ain't going to choke me.
Some Little Rascals humor there for ya.

LUKE: I know.

LORELAI: You know? You are the perfect man.


[Elder Gilmore's house. Servants are rushing about getting things ready for
the party.]

EMILY: Just move them so people can navigate around them comfortably. Not
that far apart, not that far apart! Good Lord, if someone needs that much
room to get around a chair they shouldn't be at a party, they should be on a
treadmill.

RORY: Hey, Grandma.

EMILY: Rory! Oh, look at you! Will you look at her? [yells at a servant] I
said look at her! Isn't she beautiful?

SERVANT: Yes, very beautiful.

EMILY: I love this dress, very elegant!

RORY: Thanks, Grandma. The place looks wonderful!

EMILY: Oh, there's too much blue.

RORY: It's Yale alumni, there can't be too much blue.

RICHARD: Emily, I noticed the bartenders weren't planning on using proper
martini glasses. [Sees Rory.] Well, Rory, how lovely you look tonight.

EMILY: Doesn't she? This dress is divine. But you know what? My
hairdresser's upstairs in my bedroom right now, why don't you go on up and
have here do a little something with your hair?

RORY: My hair?

EMILY: Just for kicks. Come on, I'll take you up. Richard, could you -

RICHARD: I have it all under control.

EMILY: Thank you. Come on!


[Lane's apartment. Zach is pacing back and forth as she enters.]

LANE: Oh, you're home. Do you want to talk about dinner?

ZACH: Um, sure, or about how your mom totally attacked me today.

LANE: What?

ZACH: I'm standing out on the street in broad daylight, and, like, out of
nowhere, bam! She was in my face, crazy and screaming!

LANE: Zach! Slow down, I don't understand.

[She makes him sit.]

ZACH: She cursed me, Lane! What's not to understand? She went on and on
about burning in hellfire and swimming in Satan's sludge, and hell-dogs
eating me, and I gotta tell you, it sounded bad.

LANE: I don't understand. Why would she?

ZACH: 'Cause she knows, okay? She knows everything! She sees everything, you
know that.

LANE: She doesn't know everything, Zach.

ZACH: Well, she knows about you and me, and she's sending me to hell for it,
and I've got to tell you this is not cool. This is not rock and roll.

LANE: I know, I'm sorry.

ZACH: I don't do parents. I'm not that guy. Nobody brings me home to Mom for
a reason, okay? I'm a total backseat, in the closet, jump out the window
dude, all the way.

LANE: I just don't understand how she found out. I mean, it's not like she's
ever seen us together, or... I know who told her.

ZACH: I can't do this crazy scary short chick screaming at me on the street.

LANE: Zach, I'm sorry. I promise, it will never happen again! I will take
care of it.

ZACH: What about the hellhounds?

LANE: I will take care of the hellhounds too.

ZACH: 'Cause Hellhounds is a cool band name but the positive imagery stops
there.

LANE: I got it. It's done.

ZACH: Okay. Fine. I've gotta go walk by a church or something. [He leaves.]


[Luke's apartment.]

LORELAI [setting the table]: Hey, this is the same stuff from the diner.

LUKE: Yep.

LORELAI: Pilfering silverware from the diner!

LUKE: It's my diner.

LORELAI: Yes, but it's wrong. You should have boundaries in your life, leave
work at work. You need a work life and a home life and the silverware is
your work life. I'm so telling Dr. Phil on you.

[Luke laughs. A knock at the door.]

TJ's VOICE: Luke! You in there? Open up! Luke!

[Luke runs to the door and opens it.]

LUKE: What the -

TJ: You're home! Good!

LUKE [stammering]: Don't come in!

TJ: Your sister!

LUKE: TJ, this is really -

TJ: Do you know how many people told me not to get married? They said women
make you crazy, they burrow in your head and you can't get them out! Women
suck! Oh, hey, Lorelai.

LORELAI: How are you doing, TJ.

LUKE: I'm assuming you guys had a fight.

TJ: Not just a fight, a whammo monster of a fight. It was like Jake Lamotta
and I was that blonde chick he was married to.

LUKE: You'll make up. Bye. [Tries to lead him out the door, TJ slams it
shut.]

TJ: I mean you'd think I took a shot at the Pope, the way she talked to me.
I'm sorry, I didn't hear her when she asked for the beer, and preset station
numbers are there for a reason!

LUKE: Okay, look at the table and the candles, okay? This is not a good
time.

TJ: You're telling me? I'm in escrow!

LUKE: Okay. Hold on. [To Lorelai] Go stir the sauce.

LORELAI: Me? But, I can't cook.

LUKE: It's not cooking, it's stirring.

LORELAI: No, I'm not good with big spoons, unless there's ice cream on the
end - okay.

LUKE: TJ, what is this all about?

TJ: She's crazy, man, she goes nuts! And she yells at me like... there's a
register that her voice reaches when she yells that only a freaking dog can
hear, but her face is so twisted and contorted that you know she's hit that
register, and it's amazing! It should be on the Discovery Channel or
something.

LORELAI: Um, excuse me. How fast am I supposed to be stirring here?

LUKE: Just keep it from sticking. [To TJ] I am really sorry you had a fight,
but you're married now. You can't run out every time you have a
disagreement. Now, go on back.

TJ: I can't go back!

LUKE: TJ!

TJ: I'm not ready, it's all too fresh!

LORELAI: It's bubbling and turning brown.

LUKE: It's fine.

LORELAI: Well, what constitutes sticking?

LUKE: You can't ruin it.

LORELAI: I can, I have powers. Once the Barefoot Contessa was making a
soufflé and when it fell, she looked out the TV and said, “Gilmore, was that
you?”

LUKE: You've gotta go, man!

TJ: Just let me hang out here.

LUKE: No!

TJ: Just for a little while! Right in here, in the corner. Very quiet. You
won't notice me at all. Churchmouse, buddy.

[Luke sighs and goes to the kitchen]

LORELAI: I'm getting carpal tunnel syndrome.

LUKE: I got it.

[TJ whimpers and starts to sob in the corner.]

LUKE: He just needs a minute.


[Elder Gilmore house: Emily's bedroom. Rory is seated in front of a vanity.]

EMILY: Oh, yes, that's very nice. I love the lashes.

RORY: Grandma, this is really nice, but -

EMILY: Just a little more cheeks.

RORY: Shouldn't we be getting down to the party?

EMILY: Yes. One more minute now. [Opens her jewelry box] Let's see here,
this might do it.

RORY: Grandma, I couldn't -

EMILY: Diamond necklaces were invented to be worn, they're doing nobody any
good just sitting in a box. Perfect, do you like it?

RORY: Well, yes it's beautiful, but -

EMILY: It needs earrings! I agree!

RORY: No, it's fine on it's own, really!

EMILY: Your grandfather bought me these earrings on our first trip to
Denmark. He swears he bought them off the ne'er-do-well brother of the king
who stole them from the queen - have you ever heard such a thing?

RORY: No.

EMILY: Ah, I have a wonderful idea! Have you ever worn a tiara?

RORY: Well, when I was four...

EMILY: You look like a princess.

RORY: Grandma, are you sure you want me wearing all this stuff? They must be
very expensive, and if something should happen -

EMILY: Nothing's going to happen, and yes. You look exactly the way I want
my granddaughter to look to all our guests. Shall we?

RORY: Okay.

EMILY: It's going to be a wonderful evening.


[Coming down the stairs]

EMILY: Everyone, here's Rory!

[The room oohs and aahs.]

RICHARD: You look absolutely royal.

RORY: Well, it's probably the crown.

RICHARD: Emily, you did a fine job.

EMILY: Thank you, Richard.

RICHARD: Oh, uh, Rory, I'd like you to meet Min and Argus Head and their son
Andrew. Andrew, this is my granddaughter Rory.

ANDREW: Nice to meet you.

RORY: Nice to meet you too.

RICHARD: Andrew will be at Yale Law next semester.

EMILY: Isn't that wonderful?

RORY: It is, especially if you want to be a lawyer.

[All laugh.]

EMILY: Well, we need to make the rounds. You two can talk more later.

RORY: It was nice to meet you.

ANDREW: You too.

EMILY: Rory, we'd like you to meet Deanna and Chase Anderson and their son
Donnan.

DONNAN: It's a pleasure to meet you.

RORY: You too.

RICHARD:  Donnan is going to run his father's shipping business one day.

EMILY: Our own Aristotle Onassis with infinitely better table manners.

DONNAN: Nothing's written in stone yet. We'll see what kind of pension plan
the company has, and then -

[Polite laughter.]

EMILY: Rory's going to be a journalist. Take the world by storm, the two of
you should talk later.

DONNAN:  Definitely.

RORY: Okay, well -

RICHARD: Oh, Rory, Bunny and Napoleon Barnes and their son Kip.

KIP: Nice to meet you.

RORY: Oh, hi, Kip. It's nice to meet you.

EMILY: Kip is captain of the polo team.

RICHARD: Hell of a player. Give those Windsor boys a run for their money.

KIP: William and Harry are good guys. Decent horsemen, terrible bridge
players.

RORY: Um, Kip, will you excuse us for a second? I need to talk to my
grandparents. It was nice to meet you, Mr. and Mrs. Barnes.

EMILY [to Kip]: Make sure you two talk later.

KIP: Yes, ma'am.

RICHARD: Yes, Rory?

EMILY: Are you enjoying the party?

RORY: The party is very nice, Grandma. I was just wondering, do your alumni
friends have any daughters?

EMILY: Daughters? What do you mean?

RORY: Well, I was just noticing that there are a lot of boys here but not
that many girls.

RICHARD: Really? I hadn't noticed. Did you notice, Emily?

EMILY: Why no, I haven't. Huh, well. I will have to pay more attention to
the guest list next time, won't I, Richard?

RICHARD: Yes, you will.

EMILY: I promise you, we will throw another party just for our friends with
girls. But in the meantime -

RICHARD: Ah, the Campbell boy is here.

EMILY: Oh, good, let's go. [To Rory] Campbell, like the soup!


[Luke's apartment.]

LORELAI: Oh my God, this is good. I mean this is seriously good.

LUKE: Glad you like it. [Camera angles so that we can see TJ sitting almost
directly behind Luke.] How you doing, TJ?

TJ: I just need a minute.

LUKE: He said that thirty-five minutes ago.

LORELAI: Well, he's not crying now, so -

LUKE: I want him to leave.

LORELAI: I know. He will.

LUKE: Sure there's nothing I can do for you?

TJ: Just thirty seconds. That should do it.

LORELAI: Would you like something to eat, TJ?

LUKE: Why are you asking him if he wants something to eat?

LORELAI: He's been sitting there for half an hour, he might be hungry.

LUKE: He said thirty seconds. You're going to make the thirty seconds go
longer.

LORELAI: TJ, we've got plenty.

TJ: That's very kind of you, Lorelai. I appreciate it. Being in escrow and
everything. But I don't want to interrupt your evening. As soon as I gather
myself I'll be going. Ten more minutes?

[Luke is struggling to keep his cool.]

LORELAI: Mmm.


[Elder Gilmore's party. Rory is in the middle of a group of guys looking
extremely bored.]

YOUNG MAN #1: Look, you can go A.M.G. but you're still going stock Mercedes.

YOUNG MAN #2: Okay, are you seriously knocking 493 horses at 6100 rpm’s
coming out of a 5.5 litre, 24 valve V-8?

YOUNG MAN #1: Okay, well, let's say you go with the SL-55.

RORY: Um, I'm sorry. Would you all excuse me for just a -

YOUNG MAN #1: Yeah, sure. So the SL-55. Look, at least go aftermarket on its
ass.

[Rory escapes into Richard's study. She sits down at the desk and picks up
the phone.]

[Cuts between Luke's apartment and Richard's study.]

LORELAI: I told you.

RORY: You told me what?

LORELAI: Whatever has happened at that party you got rooked into tonight. I
told you.

RORY: Do you want to hear or do you just want to gloat?

LORELAI: Well, I'm a multi-tasker.

RORY: So I get here, and Grandma immediately whisks me upstairs where her
hairdresser and makeup artist are waiting to make a new me.

LORELAI: 'Cause the old you was so last season.

RORY: Then I come downstairs to find that the guests are all Yale friends of
Grandma and Grandpa's and their sons.

LORELAI: What?

RORY: No girls! All boys, and me!

LORELAI: You're kidding.

RORY: Nope. I feel like I'm being auctioned off.

LORELAI: They suck, my parents suck.

RORY: This is a very silly picture.

LORELAI: They know you're with Dean, 'cause by the way you told them.

RORY: It's okay, I just thought you'd like to know.

LORELAI: Do you have a pencil?

RORY: Why?

LORELAI: 'Cause there are twelve ways out of that house that they don't know
about. Write this down. First, the basement. It's a little dusty, but almost
foolproof. If you can't get there, grab a screwdriver and jimmy the back of
my mother's closet. There's a false back.

RORY: Mom -

LORELAI: And if they haven't trimmed the trees yet, the second guest
bathroom window opens out onto the massive elm and you can shimmy right
down.

RORY: I am not going to shimmy. I don't need to sneak out, it's fine. Dean
is picking me up at eight thirty, I can manage till then.

LORELAI: They played you, kid.

RORY: Yeah, I know.

LORELAI: I hate that they did that.

RORY: Well, it's done. Okay, I should go. In this crowd they will definitely
notice me missing. I'll see you later.

LORELAI: Bye, hun.

LUKE: What's the matter?

LORELAI: Nothing a little patricide won't solve.


[A phone rings in the Elder Gilmore's kitchen. A maid picks up and answers
in Spanish.]

LORELAI: Oh, hello, I'd like to speak to Richard or Emily.

MAID: Que?

LORELAI: I'd like to speak to Richard and Emily Gilmore.

MAID: No comprendo. [more Spanish.]

LORELAI: Is there someone there who speaks English? I hear English in the
background. [Knock at Luke's door. Luke gets up to answer it.] Oh, right
there! I heard the word salmon. Could you pass the phone to the person who
said "salmon"? Uh-huh.

[At the door.]

LIZ: Is he here?

LUKE: Yes. Get him out, please!

LORELAI: Emily Gilmore. Senora Emily Gilmore?

LIZ: TJ, come on, let's go.

TJ: I cannot deal with you right now.

LIZ: You can't just barge in here like this.

TJ [insulted]: I did not barge! Do not accuse me of barging!

LIZ: You are ruining their evening!

TJ: No, I am not! I'm just sitting here, I'm not saying anything!

LUKE: Okay, you two just go downstairs and talk! Please!

LIZ: You are unbelievable, you know that?

TJ: I do, as a matter of fact.

LIZ: I hadn't even come out of the bedroom and you'd gone!

TJ: I wasn't gonna stick around so you could yell at me!

LUKE: Okay! This is enough! The both of you just have to shut up right now,
I've got neighbors!

LIZ: You don't even have your shoes on!

TJ: I've got shoes on!

LIZ: You've got my shoes on!

TJ: Oh, so I guess all that "what's mine is yours" was just a bunch of crap
also! [He takes off the shoes and hands them to Luke.]

LIZ: You know what? I am fed up with you and the drama, I can't take it! My
head's going to explode from all your freaking scenes and your tantrums!

TJ: My tantrums?

LIZ: I cannot look at you. [She locks herself in the bathroom.]

LUKE: Liz, what are you - [To TJ] Go get her out of there!

TJ: Nope, that's exactly what she wants!

LORELAI: Okay, never mind. I'll call back. Bye.

LUKE: TJ!

TJ: Damn. I had almost gotten myself together. Now I have to start all over!
[Starts crying.]

LUKE [to Lorelai]: She's in the bathroom.

LORELAI: Okay. You go try to calm him down and I'll go see if I can talk to
her.

LUKE: You were right. Having family near is fun!


[Elder Gilmore's patio.]

JORDAN: Rory?

RORY: Mm-hm?

JORDAN: I'm Jordan. Your grandmother sent me over here. Apparently we're
made for each other.

RORY: Oh, gee. Well, how convenient.

JORDAN: There's nothing like having your family play matchmaker. How old are
you?

RORY: Me? I'm, um, almost twenty.

JORDAN: All right, good. Just making sure everything's legal. You need a
drink?

RORY: No, not a drink.

JORDAN: Why? Get a little crazy when you drink?

RORY: Yes. That's it.

JORDAN: I'd like to see that.

LOGAN: Rory. There you are, I've been looking everywhere for you. [He puts
his arm around her.] I'm late, I'm sorry, don't be mad. Logan Huntzberger.

JORDAN: Uh, Jordan Chase.

LOGAN: Good to meet you, thanks for keeping my girl busy. If you hadn't, she
would've noticed exactly how late I am and then she mighta left and that
would have been very, very bad.

JORDAN: Excuse me, I'm sorry - you're with her?

LOGAN: Going on a year and a half.

JORDAN: Great. What the hell am I doing here? [He walks away.]

RORY: Oh, thank you.

LOGAN: You looked cornered.

RORY: I was.

LOGAN: Well, glad to be of service. Man, I hate these parties.

RORY: Not really my bag either.

LOGAN: But at least the bar is stocked, and I must say your grandmother has
excellent food.

RORY: Wait, my grandmother?

[Richard comes up behind them.]

RICHARD: Logan? How are you, son?

LOGAN: I'm very well, sir, and yourself?

RICHARD: Oh, I'm fit as a fiddle! It's good to see you. Are your parents
here?

LOGAN: Wandering around here somewhere. Mom is obsessed with Emily's new
draperies.

RICHARD: Ah, yes. Emily has exquisite taste in fabrics. All right, Rory.
Since I see that you are in capable hands I will make another round and end
up at the bar.

LOGAN: It's been good to see you, Richard.

RICHARD: Good to see you, Logan. [He moves away.]

RORY: You know my grandparents.

LOGAN: My folks are good friends with Richard and Emily. Okay, so. Lesson
One in coping with painfully boring parties, form a sub-party.

RORY: Where are you going?

LOGAN: Finn!

RORY: Finn's here?

LOGAN: Finn!

[Finn comes out on the patio.]

FINN: You rang?

LOGAN: Time for a change of venue.

FINN: Oh, fantastic. [To Rory] Do I know you?


[Mrs. Kim's home: front porch, Lane knocks. Kyon answers.]

LANE: Is my mother here?

KYON: No, she's at Mrs. Cho's house. Mrs. Cho thinks that she lost some
weight, and Mrs. Kim went to give it back to her.

LANE: Good. Why did you rat me out to my mother?

KYON: Rat you out?

LANE: You told her about Zach.

KYON: The boy you hugged?

LANE: Yes! You told her, I'm just a little mystified as to why you would do
that.

KYON: Mrs. Kim has taken me in.

LANE: No, I took you in. You came to me, starving, and I gave you fries. You
did like the fries, right?

KYON: Very, very much.

LANE: Okay, so that is we what we call in America a bonding thing. I gave
you the fries and you are not supposed to tell on me to my mother!

KYON: What am I supposed to do?

LANE: Nothing. You say nothing, you do nothing.

KYON: But she would know!

LANE: She would know what?

KYON: She would know I lied, she would know I'm ungrateful and I keep a
secret from her!

LANE: How would she know?

KYON: She know!

LANE: No, she no know! She is not magic!

KYON: Yes she is! She read thoughts and hand gestures!

LANE: Come here. [She makes Kyon sit down.] If you want, I can help you.

KYON: Help me?

LANE: What do you do every Sunday between noon and four?

KYON: I study.

LANE: And then?

KYON: And then I wait for Mrs. Kim to get home from her Crochet for Christ
group with her sister.

LANE: Okay. And what do you do while you're waiting?

KYON: Nothing. I sit quietly.

LANE: Okay. Now wouldn't you rather, let's say, watch some television while
you're waiting for my mother to get home?

KYON [shaking her head]: Oh, I cannot!

LANE: Why?

KYON: Mrs. Kim does not want me to watch the television!

LANE: And how would she know?

KYON: Because, there's a little machine in the television set that will tell
her what I watch!

LANE: Ha!

KYON: What ha?

LANE: That machine does not exist.

KYON: It does not?

LANE: Nope. It took me fifteen years to figure it out, but that's the truth.

KYON: So she cannot know?

LANE: She also cannot smell fast food on you even after you've showered.

KYON: She can't?

LANE: And she can't tell how many times you've opened your bible by staring
at your palm.

KYON: My head spins!

LANE: And you don't have to hand out all those religious flyers she gives
you. Just post enough of them around here regular route home and she'll
think the job is done.

KYON: I think I need to lie down.

LANE: It's a whole new world, Kyon. A world I fought long and hard to figure
out and I'm willing to pass all my knowledge on to you.

KYON: So, I can eat fries, watch TV if I get home early from not giving out
my flyers?

LANE: I wouldn't bring the fries into the house. She has a really good nose.
But you're thinking big, and I respect that.

KYON: I can watch the TV!

LANE: Stick with me, kid, and I'll have you wearing lip gloss within a
month.


[Luke's apartment. Liz and TJ are still fighting in the bathroom, and
Lorelai is still on the phone.]

LORELAI: Emily and Richard Gilmore! Oh, come on! I know you speak English. I
heard you yell "salmon" earlier. My mother put you up to this. Fine. [Hangs
up.]

LUKE: What are they doing in there?

LORELAI: Um, fighting?

LUKE: And how long can you fight in an eight by ten room?

LORELAI: Well, maybe they're not fighting. Maybe they're having angry
make-up sex.

LUKE: Now that makes me feel much better, thank you. Sorry about dinner.

LORELAI: Aw, dinner was great. It was delicious and interactive -

LUKE: Okay, I don't know how long this is going to continue.

LORELAI: Well, we could set fire to the place. Smoke 'em out.

LUKE: Listen, you don't have to sit here. I'll deal with this. You go home.

LORELAI: Are you sure?

LUKE: Yep. They are my family. Yippee. I'll deal with it. [Puts the
cheesecake in a container.] You take this and go home, and we will try again
tomorrow.

LORELAI: Wow! My own cheesecake. No man's ever given me a whole cheesecake
before.

LUKE: You remember that.

LORELAI: Mm-hmm. Hey, maybe when I get home I'll stir something, seeing as
I'm so good at it. Thanks for dinner.

[They share a steamy kiss.]

LUKE: Thank you for not being related to me.

[Lorelai snickers.]

LUKE: That came out wrong.

LORELAI: No, I got it. Goodnight.

LUKE: 'Night.

[She leaves.]


[Elder Gilmore pool house.]

COLIN: Gilmore, your grandfather has apalling taste in Scotch.

RORY: I think you should go on inside and tell him!

COLIN: If he hasn't learned by now I certainly can't teach him.

LOGAN: Colin, make sure you refill that bottle with something, we don't want
Ace over here to get busted.

COLIN: I know. I know.

LOGAN [To Rory]: Refill?

RORY: Sure, why not?

FINN: Because drinking is bad. It's very, very bad and we're bad for doing
it. Spank me.

RORY: I think the hangover tomorrow will be punishment enough.

FINN: She hasn't had enough champagne, Logan. [He leaves.]

LOGAN: Hey, listen, I forgot to tell you, I read the article.

RORY: You did?

LOGAN: Yep, not bad.

RORY: Thank you.

LOGAN: Caught the spirit of the thing, I'll give you that.

RORY: But?

LOGAN: No, no buts. You've got a good style. There were a few too many
similes in it for my taste, but it definitely had a Joseph Mitchell thing
going for it, I like that.

RORY: I'm surprised you even bothered to read it.

LOGAN: Are you? Hmm. [Stands up] So, who's it going to be?

RORY: What?

LOGAN: Well, this shindig's an obvious meat market, I've got the feeling
that your grandparents are expecting you to choose someone tonight, so...

RORY: Oh, well...

FINN: Me. Pick me.

CROWD OF GUYS: No, pick me!

FINN: But I'm exotic!

COLIN: So's the Asian Bird flu.

LOGAN: Wow. A room full of guys and still extremely slim pickings.

RORY: Well, I don't know. It's a tough choice, maybe I should let my
boyfriend help me choose.

LOGAN: You have a boyfriend?

FINN: I'm crushed.

GUY: Ain't it always the way?

LOGAN: Do Richard and Emily know about this?

RORY: Yeah, they do.

LOGAN: They're just trying to make sure you got a backup?

RORY: No, they're just - oh no, what time is it?

FINN: It's crying time.

COLIN: Eight forty five.

RORY: Dean is meeting me at eight-thirty! [She gets up to go.]

LOGAN: Where?

RORY: Here, out front!

LOGAN: Dean, is this the boyfriend?

RORY: Yes, the boyfriend!

LOGAN: Well, we got to see this guy.

RORY: What?

LOGAN: See who the man is who's won your heart. Got to make sure he's good
enough. Let's go, boys!

RORY: But - hey!

LOGAN: Coming?


[Exterior Front door. Dean is waiting and looks up as Rory and the group of
guys come out the door.]

RORY: Dean, hi. I'm sorry, have you been waiting long? I didn't have a watch
and we were in the pool house. These are some friends. They go to Yale with
me and they know my grandparents. The party was so boring so we - [She stops
as Dean looks very angry.] Is that a new shirt? 'Cause I like it.

DEAN: What am I doing here, Rory?

RORY: You're picking me up.

DEAN: I don't belong here. Not anymore. [He pauses, Rory doesn’t deny it.]
Do I?

RORY: Dean.

DEAN: You look good.

[He drives away, Rory starts to cry. The guys come over to her.]

LOGAN [gently]: You’ll be okay.

RORY [shakes her head]: No, I won't.

LOGAN: Okay, that's it. Back to the pool house, men. We have some serious
bucking up to do here.

COLIN: I swiped some Scotch.

FINN: I'll reenact the Passion of the Christ.

[The boys cheer and head inside.]

LOGAN: Hey Ace, nothing ever seems quite as bad after Finn's Passion of the
Christ. Except Finn's Passion of the Christ.

[He puts her arm around her. They go inside.]


[Lorelai's house. She dials the phone.]

MAID: Gilmore residence.

LORELAI: Hello! Oh, you speak English! Thank God! Um, is Emily Gilmore
there, please?

MAID: It's for you, Mrs. Gilmore.

EMILY: Hello?

LORELAI: Hi, Mom, it's me.

EMILY: Well, hello, Lorelai. How are you?

LORELAI: I'm fine. Can I talk to you and Dad for a minute?

RICHARD: Your father's paying the caterers.

LORELAI: Well this'll just take a minute. Could you maybe go in the study on
the speakerphone? Seriously, just one minute?

EMILY: All right. Hold on. [a minute.] All right, we're both here.

RICHARD: Hello, Lorelai. What can we do for you?

LORELAI: I just wanted to touch base with you about this little party you
threw for Rory tonight.

EMILY: The party was not for Rory, it was for our Yale alumni.

LORELAI: Oh, it was not. It was a trick and you know it and I know it so
let's just know it together.

RICHARD: What do you want, Lorelai?

LORELAI: You lied to your granddaughter tonight. You lied to a kid who
trusted you. You tricked her.

EMILY: It was a party!

LORELAI: It was a mating ritual!

RICHARD: What are you talking about?

LORELAI: All boys, Mom? Seriously? What is that all about?

EMILY: It's good for her to interact with her peers.

RICHARD: Lorelai, Rory is in a new phase of her life now, and she needs to
be exposed to different things, different people. That's all we were trying
to do.

LORELAI: She has a boyfriend!

EMILY: Oh, so what?

LORELAI: So, she has a boyfriend, which means she doesn't need another one!

RICHARD: She's twenty years old, Lorelai. She's not going to be with that
boy forever.

LORELAI: Uh-huh.

EMILY: That's right. And when she's ready to move on, she will have met some
nice young men who will represent the new phase in her life.

RICHARD: I'm sure that Dean is a very nice young man. But he is certainly
not good enough for Rory!

EMILY: That's right!

RICHARD: Now she is young. But young people need guidance. And since you
seem so little help in this department, we had to step in.

LORELAI: Well, step on out again, because this is none of your business!

EMILY: Lorelai, I am tired. And the caterers have caked the floor with
something sticky and I don't have time for this. We want more for her,
period. Now obviously it is too late for you but it is not too late for
Rory, and we are going to make sure that she has the life she deserves!

LORELAI: You know, it doesn't matter what you think of me, okay? Rory will
choose her own path in life and there's nothing either one of you can do
about it.

EMILY: I'm hanging up.

LORELAI: Well, me too.

[They hang up. Lorelai sees headlights as a car pulls up. The door opens,
Rory shrieks as she is getting out of a limo with the rowdy group of guys.
She seems to be having a blast. Rory stumbles up the walk.]

LOGAN: Whoa, Ace, you need some help there?

RORY: Bye!

[Lorelai, sad, stops watching.]

END

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labelette  (08.06.2020 à 22:13)

C'est mon préféré !

stephe  (08.06.2020 à 21:35)

ah ah je vois que tu es archi fan de Logan !! ;)

labelette  (08.06.2020 à 20:16)

Oh oui Logan !!

J'adore le personnage et il est craquant quand il s'occupe / se préoccupe de Rory, que ce soit quand elle discute avec le mec qui la drague ou quand elle pleure car Dean l'a quittée.

stephe  (08.06.2020 à 19:28)

je te rejoins totalement sur Dean ! Ils  n'étaient plus compatibles avec Rory mais Dean l'aime réellement et cette scène où il se sent dépassé, c'est dur pour lui ! 

par contre avec Logan *_*

ah oui TJ !! 

labelette  (08.06.2020 à 12:29)

J'aime aussi beaucoup cet épisode !

Richard et Emily sont incorrigibles et surtout insupportables ! Organiser une soirée pour que Rory rencontre quelqu'un mais ne pas le lui dire... Ce n'est pas honnête et surtout Rory ne se sentait pas à sa place. Heureusement, la présence de Logan l'a rassurée et lui a fait du bien (j'aime particulièrement quand il arrive lorsqu'elle est en pleine discussion avec quelqu'un et qu'il dit qu'ils sont en couple).

Même si je trouvais qu'elle n'allait plus avec Dean, le fait que ses grands-parents s'en mèlent et qu'il se rende compte, après l'avoir vue à la soirée, qu'ils ne sont plus assortis, m'a fait mal pour lui. 

TJ est lourd... et il gache la soirée de Luke et Lorelai !

Madame Kim est toujours aussi flippante. Zach en a fait les frais !

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