Okay. Still walking. All's good.
Hup.
Okay.
- How are you? - I should probably keep moving.
God, my feet have never been in this much pain before.
- What about that time? - What time?
The time when I did the thing and your feet were...
- Gotta stop. - Gotta sit.
- What were you saying? - About what?
- My feet. - What about your feet?
You were talking about the thing you did to my feet.
- What thing? - The thing that you... You and...
- What? - I don't know.
You and I do not function well on a funky sleeping pattern.
- I feel jet-lagged. - You've been up 24 hours straight.
Yes. Why did I do that?
- Because I asked you to. - And that worked?
- At the time. I don't expect it to again. - A realist. I like that.
- How far is Luke's? - It's right over there.
- It looks far. - Very far.
Maybe if we concentrate really hard, our combined...
psychic powers will move it closer.
- I don't think it's working. - It's my fault. I'm not focusing.
Yes, that must be why we can't move a half a city block closer to us.
All right then. Let's go. On the count of three.
Oh, my God. Thank you.
I never realized Luke's was a hundred miles away.
Lucky it wasn't snowing.
Would've been the Donner Party all over again but with slightly better hair.
- Why are you sitting over there? - Where?
At that table.
- How did I get here? - You sat there.
This chair's close to that chair, so you understand how I made the mistake.
- Move over here. - Why don't you move over here?
I'm not the one who sat in the wrong chair.
I think it's presumptuous to assume that my chair is the wrong chair...
when my chair could easily be the right chair.
- No. - Why?
Because I'm the leader of the clan, the provider of the household...
the alpha male, and the one whose feet just fell asleep...
so there's absolutely no chance of movement.
- Fine. - Thank you.
See? It's nice sitting at the grown-up table, isn't it?
- Excuse me, did my trophy bump you? - No, Kirk, it didn't.
Good, because the size of it is so large that sometimes...
I can't judge where the exact end of it is.
- We're fine. - I'm glad...
because these shiny, golden edges are very sharp.
They could take an eye out or cause a deep gash completely unintentionally.
- It's almost more a weapon than a trophy. - Can I hold it then?
Get out of the way. You're blocking the door.
I'll be needing one of your larger tables this morning.
Your smaller tables cannot accommodate the sheer size of my massive trophy.
- Put it on the floor. - It needs its own chair.
It's gonna need some glue if you don't sit down soon.
Everybody hates a winner.
How about one person gets pancakes and one gets eggs and then we can share?
- I can't. I have to go. - What are you talking about?
It took us 30 minutes to get here?
- Lots of limping. - Shoot!
At least grab a doughnut before you go.
Luke, we need a couple of doughnuts...
and some of those extra legs Heather Mills is sending over to Croatia.
Coming right up.
- Hi. - Hi.
- I have to get to school. - Yeah, me, too.
- Bye. - Bye.
What the hell was that?
Episode One of "Rory and Jess, the Early Years."
- What? - Rory and Jess are together.
- Are you serious? What about Dean? - Dean and Rory broke up at the dance.
They did? I was at the dance. How come I didn't know?
- Because you're you. - What happened?
- Jess happened. - Wow!
- So... -Yep. - This is great.
- I'll tell Dean you said that. - You know what I mean.
Rory and Jess. Jess and Rory. I think this is great.
Don't you think this is great?
I think Rory's 17. It's probably about time for a Jess.
I know Jess is a little tough sometimes...
but he likes Rory and Rory's a good kid. Hopefully she'll rub off on him.
You know what? I spent a lot of time and energy fighting the Jess thing.
Rory's made her choice. I want her to be happy.
- I'm hoping for the best at this point. - Very romantic.
Says the man who yelled, "Finally!" at the end of Love Story.
- I'll get your coffee. - Thank you very much.
Do it again, please!
I'm not quite sure what other way there is to say...
"No walnuts in the salad," except to say, "No walnuts in the salad."
Mom, she just made a mistake.
She doesn't listen, doesn't care. She has no work ethic.
She has some. You made her remake the salad four times.
- I like things done correctly. - Preferably the first time.
Thank you, Richard.
You know, Mom, in Europe they eat the salad last and the main course first.
- We're not in Europe. - We could pretend.
You can't wait 10 minutes for another salad?
- The situation's that dire? - Four salads ago, no, not dire.
Right now it's "Your money for nothing and your chicks for free."
- Rory? - She didn't have lunch.
- Fine. - Where are you going?
Apparently we're going to be European tonight.
Wonderful. I was getting so tired of being American...
day after day after day.
- I'm starved. - Think about something else.
Like what?
Something disgusting that will take your appetite away.
Ari Fleischer?
Ari Fleischer is our nation's mouthpiece, young lady.
Officially not hungry now.
Lilliana will be right out with the sand dabs.
I'm afraid we will have to let her go, Richard.
If that's how you feel, Emily.
You're firing someone over putting walnuts in a salad?
I'm going to fire someone over putting walnuts in the salad...
after she was told not to.
If you're not nicer to your help, you might find yourself...
- in a Frank Lloyd Wright situation. - Frank Lloyd Wright?
What does Frank Lloyd Wright have to do with my salad?
And your walnuts.
Mrs. Wright had this major problem with her help.
She was very rough on them and they hated her.
This guy who had worked for her forever, he had finally had enough.
I believe the incident was over walnuts, wasn't it, honey?
The exact cause has not been proven.
Mrs. Wright invites this whole posse of people for dinner...
and they're sitting around, eating...
and Mr. Disgruntled-servant-guy goes outside...
and locks all the doors and windows and douses the whole house in gasoline...
- and sets the place on fire! - My goodness.
So the house is on fire and people are freaking out...
so they run to the doors, but they are locked.
A few of them try the windows...
but Mr. Angry-puss is standing outside with an ax...
hacking them to death, until they all died.
Why on earth would you tell me that story?
All I'm saying is...
sometimes eating a walnut is preferable to getting hacked to death...
or set on fire during dinner.
One of these days I'll make you eat in your room.
I'm going to get another soda. Would anyone like something?
I'd like a big bag of walnuts. Tell her they're for me.
I believe I need a little more ice.
- Emily, are you fine? - Yes, Richard, I'm fine. Thank you.
[Sniffing]
Stop that.
- Did you find it? - Yes, I did.
Good. Here we are.
Ice and...
- chocolates. - Bless you!
So, tell me, how's it going at school?
It's good. It's crazy.
- Senior year. - Yep.
Preparing for college can be a daunting task.
I remember when I was preparing for Yale.
- Bad? - I don't believe I slept the entire year.
I didn't even cut my hair for two months.
- Grandpa! - Yes, it was quite a scandal.
- But in the end it was all worth it. - Yeah?
My years at Yale were absolutely the most gratifying ones of my life.
Just the sheer freedom of knowing...
that anything I wanted to learn, I could learn right there.
Plus the history of the place, the heritage. My father went to Yale.
- I know. - I also made wonderful friends there...
- friends I still have today. - That must be nice.
I'm going to be going back there next week.
There is a little reunion of the Whiffenpoofs.
I'm sorry. The what?
It's an a cappella singing group I belonged to at Yale.
- A singing group? - A very famous singing group, actually.
Like the Beatles but with better table manners.
I've never heard you sing.
I'm no Perry Como, but my shower hasn't kicked me out yet.
Anyway, a group of us are going to get together at the old alma mater...
and have a little dinner, swap some war stories.
Sounds fun.
Excuse me.
- Did you see what I just saw? - Walnuts.
- Poor Grandma. - Poor us.
You know...
you might want to come with me next week.
- Come with you where? - To Yale.
What?
I don't mean the dinner, that would be boring for you.
You might enjoy seeing the school. Your mother could come, too.
- It would be a fun little adventure. - Wow.
We could drive down, have a little roadside snack...
get there about noon, have a little tour.
Then the two of you girls could go have fun...
and the old folks could have a somber little dinner.
I think you'd love to see it. I certainly would love to show it to you.
Sure, Grandpa. That would be nice.
Wonderful. I'm thrilled.
Do you want to tell your mother or shall I?
- You know what? I can tell her. - All right, you tell her.
Looks like we're gonna need a few more of these.
Yeah.
Okay, I officially vote that we send my mother an anonymous note...
requesting that she never make us the sand dabs again.
I'm not sure how anonymous it would be...
considering that we were the first people she made them for.
[Engine revving]
- I have to tell you something. - Okay.
Grandpa talked to me tonight.
[Engine goes silent]
Why did you turn the car off?
I just think that I shouldn't be driving a large vehicle...
when you tell me this.
- It's no big deal. It's not. - Then tell me.
Grandpa was mentioning that...
he and Grandma are going on a trip next week...
a driving trip somewhere, and he invited me to go.
And you. He invited you and me to go with him and Grandma.
- Where? - What?
- Where's the driving trip to? - Yale.
Mom?
- Mom, wait. - No, it's okay. I got it.
He's going for some nostalgia thing...
for a reunion of, I don't know, the Whiffengoofs?
- Poofs. - What?
- Whiffenpoofs. - Not much better.
I totally agree.
He got sentimental and he just wants to show me the campus.
- It's no big deal. - It's a huge deal.
There's a reason he wants to drag you out there.
He's manipulating you. Trust me. He's a master at it.
Okay, fine. Maybe he is.
But he really wants me to go. I can tell.
And you don't have to go. I mean, he invited you...
and I would really love it if you came, but really, you can stay home.
Please don't make a big deal of it. It doesn't have to be a fight.
- Rory. - We go. We look.
Hi, Yale. Bye, Yale. It's over. No harm. No foul.
How many more two-word sentences can you come up with?
It doesn't have to be a total loss.
Look how she's leading me back to the car.
I'm sure you and I can figure out a fun thing to do...
while they're off at dinner, some cool road-trip thing.
- In New Haven? - Yeah.
- Sweetie, have you been to New Haven? - No.
Take a look at the coffee pot before I clean it. That's New Haven.
We can make it fun. It would mean a lot to the grandparents. Everyone wins.
Rory, listen to me.
I know. I am being manipulated. This is part of Grandpa's evil plan...
to take over my life, abolish my free will...
pull me into the Gilmore world, dress me in pearls, and ruin my life.
Did I leave anything out?
Let me see. Manipulate, evil plan, no free will, pearls.
No, I think you've about covered it.
Wait, did you call my father the "puppet master"?
No, I did not.
- Always call him the puppet master. - I will never make that mistake again.
- Luke, where's your lost and found? - Out back in the dumpster.
I need your help. I don't know what to do. I'm shaking like a spastic colon.
- What's the matter? - My trophy's gone.
- What? - Someone took her.
Last time I remember seeing her was next to me at the movies.
Stop calling it "she."
I've retraced my steps all day, and nothing.
- I suspect foul play. - Foul play?
Kidnapping, possibly.
You should go to the police, and if they mention something...
about staying somewhere for observation, it's just routine.
- Hey, Kirk. - Rory.
What are you doing?
- Where were you this morning at 10:00? - At school.
- Do you have any witnesses? - Yes.
- Can you get them to make a statement? - No.
Okay.
Someone took his statue again.
- Yes. - Every year.
There's some things in life that never let you down.
So it's nice to see you, Rory.
It's nice to see you, too, Luke.
So, table for one?
- I'll just sit at the counter. - Okay.
- What can I get you? - I guess I'll have a cheeseburger.
Jess, look who's here. Rory.
- Hi. - Hi.
Time to add another word. Jess, you want something to eat?
- I'm not hungry. - I'm not hungry either.
What about the burger?
Could you wrap it up? I'm gonna eat it later.
I actually prefer burgers that have been sitting...
- around for a while. Lets them age. - Okay.
You know, I've got that book upstairs.
- The book we talked about. - Yep.
- Great. - We could go and look at it.
Look at the book. Sure. Let's go upstairs and look at the book.
- Good. - Okay.
- So, here we are. - Yep. Here we are.
Wow, I haven't seen it since you guys redid it.
- Yeah. - It's bigger.
Ripping a wall down can have that effect on a room.
- That part over there. - That's mine.
- Your... - Yeah.
- You want a soda? - No, I'm fine.
Okay.
- Sure you don't want a soda? - Yeah, I'm sure.
Please let me get you a soda.
I gotta do something other than stand like a moron.
Take comfort in the fact that you are not at it alone.
Okay. Let's just regroup here.
Yeah. Regroup.
First of all, we should try and get within a foot of each other.
Okay.
I think that's about a foot.
That school of yours is really paying off.
- So, now what? - Now we should...
I think we either need to get a little closer, or need to warm up.
Okay.
- Hi. - Hi.
- I got the burger. - Thank you.
- I also threw in some fries. - Fries. Great. I love fries.
Jess, thank you for your... I gotta go.
- What was going on up here? - Nothing.
Nothing? I walk in here and the two of you were like shrapnel.
Your timing's perfect, by the way. Next time I'll hang a sock on the door.
There will be no hanging of socks on the door.
- Do you hear me? - Relax. I was kidding.
Hanging socks on doors. That's your idea of funny?
Depending on the sock design it could be hilarious.
- That's it. Sit down. - Why?
It's time to lay down a few ground rules. Sit.
All right. First off, when she is up here...
- that door stays open. - Excuse me?
You are not allowed...
on either end of this apartment. You are to remain here...
in the middle portion of the room. You may sit on the couch...
or the chair, as long as you two are sitting on separate seats.
I.e., when you're on the couch, then she's on the chair.
When she's on the couch, then you're on the chair.
I get it. Thank you.
On weekdays, you will have her home by 9:00.
On weekends, you will have her home by 11:00.
Any evidence of alcohol, cigarette smoke...
anything that Nancy Reagan would find unacceptable...
and you will not be allowed near her without an adult present.
Are these rules clear?
- Yes. - Good!
- May I speak? - If you must.
You want me to have you committed or do you prefer to check yourself in?
I'm not joking here, mister.
You know you're my guardian, not hers.
You don't need the guardian.
- She tried to kiss me. - Jess.
She did that thing where you stretch...
and put your arm around the other person's shoulder...
and then sneeze and your hand falls and you try to grab...
Jess, stop it.
What do you think is gonna happen?
- You know what I think is gonna happen. - No, I don't. Tell me.
Tell me what I'll do to her.
You won't do anything, because when you're at her place...
there's Lorelai, here, there's me, and out there, there's Taylor.
Romeo and Juliet had warring families...
and they still managed to do a little damage, you know.
When I catch you in a pair of tights, I'll get worried.
Until then, do your homework.
Rory, let's move. They'll be here any minute.
- I'll be right there. - Make sure to bring an extra coat.
- Why? - Do not ask why.
It's Gilmore road rules.
That doesn't make any sense. We'll only be gone for a day.
Say those exact words to my mother when she shows up.
Taking the coat.
I have been doing some research on our trip.
I went to the bookstore, and I found this.
- "The best of New Haven." It's light. - It's New Haven.
Anyhow, I looked through it, and it just so happens...
that one of the best taco places on the East Coast...
is 10 minutes from campus.
- We like tacos. - Yes, we do.
"You haven't had a taco until you've been to Hector's. Crisp and meaty."
- Dirty. - Thank you.
"Not greasy, with homemade tortillas..."
"It elevates fast finger-food to the level of haute cuisine."
- Sounds good. - When dad is busy poof tog it up...
- we could say hello to Hector. - I like your thinking.
- Good. Where's your stuff? - I put the extra coat by the door.
- I know, but where's your stuff? - What stuff?
Rory, I left a list on your dresser last night.
- I thought you were kidding. - You didn't pack?
Rory, let me explain something to you.
The way you survive a road trip with my mother...
is to have all your bases covered. Leave nothing to chance.
Never give her the opportunity to give a lecture...
on how if you'd brought the second bathing suit...
like she said, it wouldn't have mattered...
that the first one's strap broke in a pool-slide incident that no one...
including the Amazing Kreskin, could predict...
you would have been covered.
I have to bring a bathing suit? It's 30 degrees outside.
It's an example based on a true story. Get a skirt to go with this.
I'm confused. When are we changing?
- Not the point. - We're driving, walking...
- eating tacos, and driving again. - Check the list.
- Why do I need rain boots? - Why are you still questioning me?
Should I bring both a rain hat and an umbrella, or will one do?
Forget it. Stupid question.
Wow.
I guess this means there really isn't a Dean anymore.
That and it broke in the shower this morning.
Though I probably would have taken it off anyway.
- Or Jess would have done it for you. - What did that mean?
It meant Jess wouldn't want you wearing another guy's bracelet.
Or that Jess is a thief and he would've stolen it.
- It works on both levels, right? - It's gonna be like this from now on?
- What does that mean? - You liked Dean, and you hate Jess.
Jess'll always be the guy who told you off and wrecked my car...
and Dean will always be the perfect guy who'd come over...
and change the water bottle.
- I forgot about the water bottle. - Mom.
Rory, I said nothing. I didn't mean what you thought.
- I'm trying to be supportive. - How supportive?
Supportive. You know, "Go, team."
I'm serious. I want to know how it's gonna be.
- Can I invite him over? - Of course.
- Can he come into the house? - Yes. He can come in.
- Are you going to talk to him? - Oh, my God.
- Are you? - I'll match him grunt for grunt.
Okay. Let's say he's in the house...
and there's a fire and you can either save him or your shoes.
- Which is it? - That depends. Did he start the fire?
Mom.
I promised you before and I'm promising you again...
I will cut this kid all kinds of slack. Did I like Dean? Yes.
Did I worry about you less when you were with Dean? Yes.
I never expected you to be with Dean forever...
like I don't expect you to be with Jess forever.
So now you're waiting for the day I'm not with Jess anymore.
I'm actually looking forward to my mother getting here.
- I'm kidding. And thank you. - You're annoying. And you're welcome.
[Doorbell ringing]
Let the games begin.
- Your drivers have arrived. - Hi, Grandma. Hi, Grandpa.
Hello, Rory. Hello, Lorelai. What a perfect day for a drive.
- Sure is. - You brought an umbrella?
- And a rain cap. - Excellent!
Let me help you with those.
- Where are you going with that? - To the car.
- You can't have that in the car. - I know.
- Then what are you doing with it? - Walking it.
Lorelai.
I know I can't have it in the car.
- It won't be in the car. - Is that everything?
I think so.
All right then. Let's get this show on the road.
Now let's see you drink it.
Good to the last drop.
- You stay that way until it's gone. - Aye, aye, Captain.
- Let's go, Richard. - All righty.
Wow, does that guy look smart.
I mean it. He's got the smart look down.
The glasses, the furrowed brow, the ticky walk.
- The Kierkegaard. - I really think it's the walk.
We are at Yale. There are smart people here.
I know. I just didn't realize how many.
If I pulled my checkbook out now, 12 guys could help me balance it.
Thirteen, if you were near the right building.
Grandpa, that art gallery was amazing. Thank you.
Yale has one of the finest collections of British art in the world.
Louvre, shmouvre.
I spent a lot of time in that gallery as a young man.
- I'll say you did. - What was that, "I'll say you did"?
That gallery was one of your father's favorite places...
- to bring the ladies. - What?
Emily.
It's where you took me on our first date.
Dad liked to impress them with the paintings.
Why did you bring this up?
He was the master of the "frown, step back, wrinkle, and sigh."
- The what? - Frown.
Step back.
Wrinkle.
- And sigh. - I did no such thing.
And then he'd talk about the paintings he'd seen in Paris...
and the colors of Titian. By the end of the date...
you thought he's the most brilliant man.
Using Titian to score. Even Titian didn't do that.
You shouldn't tell them this. They'll think I was some Lothario.
You were.
I was just a young, single man who wanted to experience life.
- Don't ever fall for that line. - I promise.
You know, Emily, you weren't such an innocent little...
doe lost in the woods yourself.
- I beg your pardon? - They're turning on each other. I love it!
I'll have you know, I was happily involved in a very serious relationship...
when your mother decided she simply had to have me.
- The size of your ego! I swear. - Linny Lott.
- That mouse? - That mouse and I were engaged.
- You were not. - I'd given her my pin.
- I'd introduced her to my parents. - So?
The date was set, invitations mailed out.
You couldn't marry Linny Lott.
That woman needed directions to get to a point.
[Imitates cat screeching]
Richard Gilmore, you are going to give these girls the wrong impression.
What impression is that?
That you were the Helena Bonham Carter of the society set?
I did not steal your grandfather. I simply gave him a choice.
When you showed up at my fraternity party...
in that blue dress, I had no choice.
You stole my father with fashion.
I can't believe you remember the dress.
I can't believe you were the other woman.
This is ridiculous.
Another woman should be saying, "This is ridiculous."
- Will you stop? - Well?
- Well what? - You mean you don't remember?
Oh, my God! There was a bench here.
- They moved it last year. - I can't believe this.
Me, either. What if we wanted to sit down?
This is where your father proposed.
- Really? - That's right.
- By the trashcan. - That's right.
That's very romantic.
Especially if you need to spit your gum out.
My girlfriends were going to drive me back to school.
And you were angry with me.
Because you didn't commit to plans for the holidays.
I wanted to invite you to my house, to meet my parents after I proposed.
Which I didn't know because you gave me no indication.
Anyway, you had just finished calling me a spineless jellyfish.
And you got annoyed, reached in your pocket...
pulled a box, and said, "Here!"
And you opened the box, showed no emotion...
slammed it closed, and said, "Fine."
Yes, I did.
That is so sweet.
- No, my button broke. - Yeah? Let me see.
- It just broke in two and fell. - Let me look.
It's a broken button. What is there to look at?
I think there's a bathroom over there.
- What can we do in a bathroom? - Meet George Michael.
- What? - Let's go.
I don't believe it. This is a brand-new skirt.
Mom, let me see.
I have this dinner to go to. What am I going to do?
Drink a lot. Easier to explain it if you're falling down drunk.
Thank you for the advice.
- I can rig this till you get home. - You can?
Yeah, just give me five seconds here.
- What is that? - It's a paper clip.
What do you intend to do with that paper clip?
I intend to carve something really dirty into the bathroom door.
What rhymes with "Nantucket"?
I'm standing here holding my skirt.
I will put this paper clip through your buttonhole...
and through the thread that held the button.
Then you put your jacket back on.
- That's ingenious. - I know.
If I had a thumbtack I could make a Scud missile.
You know, your father's having a wonderful time.
Good.
It means a lot to him to share this with Rory.
I know.
Actually, it means a lot to him to share this with you and Rory.
- It's very nice that you're here. - Nice for you.
I found out you were not supposed to be my real mother, so I'm a little scarred.
See that? That is my favorite building in the whole school.
- It is? - Yes, it is.
Why?
That's where the Timothy Dwight Dining Hall is.
I thought campus food was supposed to be disgusting.
Not Yale food. They have the most delicious pot roast.
- I love pot roast. - Who doesn't love pot roast?
Are you having a good time?
- I'm having a very good time. - I'm glad.
It's nice being able to show this place to another Gilmore generation.
You know, one day when your mother was 10 years old...
she ran into my office and she said, "I'm going to go to Yale just like you."
She actually took my diploma out of my office...
and put it in her room.
She wouldn't give it back to me for about six months.
This place makes you remember things.
Hopefully things you're being graded on.
All right, we're all in one piece again.
Glad to hear it. Shall we continue?
You're not gonna show me the vending machine...
where I was conceived, are you? Because I don't think I can take it.
Wow.
- Lions and tigers and bears... - Oh, my!
Impressive, isn't it?
I'd like to open a checking account, please.
What is this place?
This is the main administration building...
professors' offices, the dean's office.
Some of the best scotch in the country can be found behind those doors.
I'm not sure how to take that, Dad.
Come on. Follow me, please.
- What's he so excited about? - Who knows?
Dickens must have dropped a pencil here at some point.
Rory, this is the office of a very dear friend of mine.
His name is Harris Fellows...
and he just happens to be the Dean of Admissions.
- Really? - That's right.
I called him just before we came down...
asked him if he had time to squeeze you in and he said yes.
- Squeeze me in... - For an interview.
- An interview for what, Dad? - For Yale.
Grandpa.
I told him all about you and your grades...
and how well you were doing at Chilton.
He insisted on seeing you. He wouldn't let me off the hook.
But I haven't applied to Yale.
I told him you weren't finished deciding...
that you were very picky.
I think that made him want you even more.
They can be very competitive, these Ivy League schools.
He's expecting you at 3:00. Look, it's 3:00 now.
We timed this perfectly, didn't we? I'll walk you in.
We'll be right back.
Rory, honey, you don't have to go in there.
What? Of course she's going to go in there.
Rory, honey, the only person I'm talking to...
you don't have to go in if you don't want to.
The man is waiting.
You want to leave? We can just leave.
No, it's okay. I'll go in.
Harris is a very nice man, Rory.
I think you two are really going to hit it off. Come on, I'll walk you in.
My skirt seems to be holding up very well.
- Lorelai... - No.
She shook his hand. She just reached out and shook his hand.
It completely threw him off. I swear, that girl...
I almost feel like a standing ovation is in order.
If you're going to get dramatic, let's go outside.
It echoes in here.
What did you think you were doing?
I thought I was helping my granddaughter get in to what is...
in my opinion, the best Ivy League school in America.
Even though she doesn't want to go here?
She doesn't know she doesn't want to go here.
You're unbelievable. You corner her the other night without me there.
Of course. You wouldn't let her go.
- I wouldn't? - I knew that the last thing that you...
could want, would be Rory going to Yale.
- And the reason would be? - I went to Yale, therefore Rory can't.
That's right, the crazy reason.
That's all right. It's your prerogative to feel that way.
It's mine to make sure that Rory at least knows all her options.
Shouldn't you slap my face with a glove before you do this?
- I'm not going to discuss this. - You lied to everybody, Dad.
You lied to me, to Rory. And Mom, I'm thinking you lied to her, too.
Lorelai, please, let's try and calm down.
- This is for Rory's own good. - Rory's going to Harvard.
- We'll see. - No, Rory's going to Harvard.
It's already been decided without you.
Get it? You don't control it.
And that little stunt of yours doesn't change that fact one bit.
I'm sorry about the way it had to be done...
but I didn't want to argue with you about it.
My whole life you've tried to control everything...
and if you didn't control something then you just didn't deal with it.
That's ridiculous.
When you couldn't control me, you didn't deal with me.
This has nothing to do with you. This is about Rory and Rory's education...
which frankly, Lorelai, is something you know nothing about.
- Excuse me? - You never went to college...
let alone an Ivy League college.
You don't know how the system works.
I do. I went through it.
You want Rory to go to Harvard that badly?
So do thousands of other mothers.
Yale is an excellent school. The equal of Harvard in every way. Except one.
I went here. I'm an alumnus.
That makes it easier for Rory to get in.
And if you had any idea about the way the system works...
- you'd know this. - So here it is.
I knew we'd eventually get to the big "my daughter's a loser..."
"Poor me, future squandered, the Gilmore name sullied" speech.
I am not going to leave Rory's education to chance...
simply because I might risk offending you.
Her future is more important than your pride.
If you don't like that, I'm sorry. If it makes you angry, what else is new?
- But that, my dear girl, is the way it is. - I'm calling a cab. We're leaving.
Lorelai, come back inside.
Lorelai, put the phone away and come back inside.
Yes, hi. In New Haven, I need the number of a cab company.
Any one. Pick one. Thanks.
You are not taking a cab all the way back to Stars Hollow.
He lied to you, too. Don't you care?
That is between me and your father.
Great, whatever. Damn, I just forgot the number.
Just calm down and look at it from his point of view.
Hi. In New Haven, I need a cab company. Any cab company.
Your father is a very strong-willed man, Lorelai.
- You know this. You take after him. - Thank you.
He wants the best for Rory. He thinks this is the best.
It doesn't matter what he thinks.
It matters what I think and what Rory thinks.
So Rory takes a meeting at Yale.
That doesn't mean she won't go to Harvard.
I know, because she is going to Harvard.
- If she applies to Yale... - She's not!
And gets in, that might make her more appealing to Harvard.
Have you thought about that?
No, because I'm not trying to reason away a crazy man's actions.
Don't turn this into another crusade against your childhood.
Just let it go.
Realize that despite the manner in which your father did this...
his intentions were honorable.
You know what? Sometimes I try to figure out why dad and I...
have such an awful relationship.
I try to figure out why we can't communicate...
and why we can't break through...
whatever crap is standing between us.
Something like this happens and it's like, "Yeah, that's why."
Fine, Lorelai. Your father's a demon.
He's cruel and out to destroy your happiness.
But think about this. You're fighting so hard to send Rory off to Harvard...
that you haven't even stopped to consider...
that if she went to Yale she could live at home.
Consider that on your cab ride.
Hi, yes. In New Haven, I need a cab company.
It was a pleasure to meet you. I'll read that book you recommended.
Don't be fooled by the Oprah seal on the cover. It's actually very good.
How did it go? I see that everyone is smiling.
Richard, your granddaughter is everything you said and more.
- You should be very proud. - I am. Very proud.
- It was nice meeting you. - Same here.
- I'll see you at dinner. - Thanks, Harris.
That sounded like it went very well. What did you tell him to read?
- Why did you do that? - Do what?
Make this appointment without telling me?
Rory, I know this appointment upset your mother...
but this was an important opportunity.
I know it was important. That's why I can't believe you didn't prepare me for it.
I didn't have my transcripts, my letters of recommendation.
I couldn't remember what I wanted to major in.
I'm sure he knew you were nervous.
But I didn't have to be that nervous.
I could've been calm and brushed my hair.
- I never would've worn this. - Rory, none of this matters.
It matters to me. I like to be prepared.
This has nothing to do with Mom. If you wanted me to take this meeting...
I would have done it because you asked me to...
and I would've done it right.
Rory, a cab is meeting us at the main gate. Let's go.
- I'm coming. Bye, Grandma. - Goodbye, Rory.
Don't you even look at me!
Thanks.
Well, here's the good news...
you don't have to worry about which college to go to...
that cab ride was your college tuition.
Can we not say the word "college" for at least 48 hours?
- Fine. - Thank you.
How about "collage"? Can I say "collage"?
It sounds the same, but it's very different.
"Collage" is fine.
I don't even know how to get through a conversation...
without the word "collage."
I should have listened to you about today.
No. There's no way even I could have seen this one coming.
I can't believe I had a meeting at Yale today.
I know.
I can't believe the name that popped into my head...
for my role model was Gloria Estefan.
You don't work great under pressure.
- Sucky day. - But excellent tacos.
Yeah, Hector really came through.
What are you doing?
Recovering from a day with my parents. Want a taco?
I already have food here. We sell it to the other customers...
who don't come as prepared as the two of you.
Be nice and get us some salsa.
At least order a cup of coffee.
- Coffee and tacos? - Sounds just gross enough to work.
- Hi. - Hi.
Please, I'll finish it. Hi, hi, hi, hi, hi. I'm getting the coffee.
I got to run out and get a part for my car.
Get a receipt this time.
I'll be back.
Luke, what's the record for most tacos eaten...
in a diner that doesn't actually sell tacos?
I have no idea.
Find out, will you? 'Cause if it's less than five, we're famous!
Where'd you get those things?
- New Haven. - Really? The dump was closed?
We paid a little visit to Yale today.
One that I would prefer not to relive, thank you very much.
- I'm gonna go study. - Okay, hon. See you back home.
- Bye, Luke. - Bye.
Listen, I just want you to know that I had a little talk with Jess earlier.
You did?
Yes, and I really laid down the rules concerning him and Rory.
He now knows that I am going to be watching them...
every second they are together.
- Good. - Yep.
- You know, they're together now. - What?
"I have to get a part." "I'm going to go study."
That's kid code for, "Meet me at the agreed upon location..."
"Far away from my clueless uncle."
You're kidding me, right? You don't think that...
Damn! They are! They're together!
They used the kid code, and they're together!
- It's okay, Luke. - They are out there right now...
doing God knows what, completely unsupervised!
- How did you let this happen? - Me?
I thought you were against this.
You were all, "This is so great, and Rory's gonna change Jess."
Is she a miracle worker? Come on, wake up, the guy's trouble.
I have to find them. Caesar, I'll be back in a little while.
You're gonna run all over town looking for Jess and Rory?
If I have to, yes.
If you were really a concerned mother, you'd go with me.
I can't. But if you like, I'll let you sniff Rory's sweater.
Maybe her scent will help you track them down.
The things you find amusing astound me sometimes.
You're not really gonna sniff it?
No, it's cold out. She might need it.
You going to smoke that or mind-meld with it?
Depends.
So where's the part for your car?
I don't know.
Gypsy said she was gonna leave it for me somewhere.
- Guess she forgot. - She's bad that way.
I'll have to take my business elsewhere.
Looks that way.
- So. - So.
- Here we are. - Yeah, here we are.
Tell me, what's your decision about smoking that depending on?
On what's gonna happen.
- When? - Now.
I'm glad you didn't smoke it.
- Yeah? - Yeah.
Whatever else happens between us, at least we know that part works.
- What? - I have to go.
What? Did I do something or...
No. This was... You were, are...
It was wonderful.
And I look forward to many similar occurrences in the future.
But right now, I have to go. Understand?
Not at all.
It's more fun that way, isn't it?
Come here.
Beat it.
I'll see you tomorrow.
[Knocking on window]
Hey.
- What are you doing? - I climbed a tree.
Why?
I was afraid to ring the doorbell...
your mom would answer, and I assume she knows...
so I assume she hates me, and I wanted to talk to you, so...
- She doesn't know. - She doesn't?
I haven't been in the mood to talk about it.
But you're going to have to tell her eventually.
So, if she did answer the door and was nice to me...
then I would have known she was going to be hating me soon...
and that just would have been really hard, because I like your mom.
I guess you're probably gonna tell your sister also...
so she's probably gonna hate me, too.
Too bad, Rory. Somebody doesn't like you, for once.
- I didn't mean... - What do you want?
Do you remember that girl Butterfly who lived in a tree for a year?
I can officially attest that she was nuts.
I have to go.
- I want to say that I'm sorry. - For what?
For treating you the way I did, for doing all the things you said I did.
I am so, so sorry.
It's all my fault. I don't know what's wrong with me.
You were the most amazing boyfriend in the world.
You made me so happy.
You made me laugh, you made my mother like you...
you were nice to my friends, you protected me.
You even came with me to that stupid debutante ball.
I don't need the list.
I really did love you.
Please believe that.
You with him now?
I don't want to talk about him.
I just came to tell you that I'm truly sorry that I hurt you...
and that I am going to miss you so much...
and I just hope that someday you won't hate me anymore.
I hope so, too.
- Coffee and Ovaltine. - Thanks.
- It's getting late. You almost done? - Almost.
Don't study so much that you get brilliant, go mad, grow a big, bald egghead...
and try to take over the world.
I want to go shoe shopping this weekend.
I will not go mad until we get you some boots.
Thank you.
Hey.
- Yeah? - How was the rest of the evening?
It was eventful.
Eventful.
Okay. Good night, hon.
- Mom. - Yeah?
- Details tomorrow. - Thank God.
You know what not knowing does to me.
- I know. - I can't sleep.
I wonder what I did wrong.
Should I not have left you the first day in kindergarten...
when you begged me not to? Are you holding it against me?
I was fine staying at kindergarten, you had trouble leaving.
See how irrational I get when you hold out on me?
I invent crazy reasons why you hold out on me.
- Good night, Mom. - Good night, babe.