Episode Five: “Cinnamon’s Wake”
Original Airdate: November 2, 2000
Must be love. Or at least a very strong like. Rory acts awkwardly around Dean. And the death of Morey and Babette’s beloved cat brings the whole town together for a memorial.
Finally Kirk is named! Too bad he’s given the name, Kirk the Jerk by Miss Patty because she’s in Doose’s market eating fruit. It was with the scene that I also realized we have yet to meet Taylor Doose. I will have to keep a watch out for exactly when his character is introduced.
One thing I also found funny in this episode is how when Michel arrives to the wake for Cinnamon’s wake, he actually is shocked it’s for an animal and even makes fun of it. However, in Season Five, he has a wake for his chow puppy (who wasn’t really a puppy, but an older dog) Paw Paw. Of course, the same can be said about that episode in that Lorelai makes fun of him, when she had no problem with the idea in Season One.
Oh, the webs we weave.
I love the back and forth banter between Sookie and Luke too. First at his diner when she’s behind his counter and then at the wake over the food. The diner chef who is praised for his burgers throughout the whole series and the real chef is like that cherry on top of the cupcake, and speaking of cupcakes.
Can I just say I would have loved to have been at that bake sale? How was it possible for Lorelai and Rory not to get props for those tables and how they weren’t the ones who brought in the most money? You would think those fancy people would be flocking to her desserts left and right.
Is there any parts of this episode that stand out to you?
Emily: A funeral? Whose?
Lorelai: It was for the neighbors’, uh, cat. (silence) Mom?
Emily: Hold on. I’m looking up “aneurysm” in our medical dictionary to see if I just had one.
Miss Patty: Rory! Hello. Try a plum. They’re better than sex.
Rory: Um, no, thanks.
Miss Patty: Fresh fruit always has such a, tch, a sensuality about it. Are you too young for this?
Max: But Rory is not a baby anymore.
Lorelai: Oh, don’t say that. She’s eight! She’s eight, and her favorite hobby is making necklaces out of gum wrappers.
Max: Well, you could try stunting her growth, keeping her in a box, blowing cigarette smoke on her.
(I have to say having daughters, I fully understand this quote. I don’t want to see them as growing up into the ages they are. I want them to forever be eight and in love with a world they think is full of unicorns and rainbows.)
Michel: I don’t know how many French people you’ve met over the years, but most of them are insufferable.
Michel: That is why I left France.
Lorelai: Huh. I thought it had something to do with the torches, and the villagers.