Episode One Hundred Four: “Pulp Fiction”
Original Airdate: March 8, 2005
A Quentin Tarantino-themed party initiates a new phase in Logan and Rory’s relationship. Emily and Lorelai stop not speaking and start yelling. Michel wins a very un-Michel prize: a motorhome.
Well, surprise, surprise, Mr. Logan who wants to date other people doesn’t like the idea of Rory dating other people. Go figure. Could it be that he’s finally realizing that Rory isn’t just someone to love and leave? So, now what is he going to do? I guess we shall see, won’t we.
And of all the fights Lorelai and Emily have I think that was the first time she’s yelled at her like that. Wow. I wonder how they are going to move past that. At least Luke discovered his love of speed dial . . .
LUKE: Get that coffee out of here.
LORELAI: This is not coffee. This is a mocha chocolate caramel swirl-a-chino with extra whip cream.
LUKE: That sounds disgusting.
LORELAI: It is. And if it was physically possible to make love to a hot beverage, this would be the one.
LUKE: So apparently I’ve got competition.
LORELAI: No, no, no. It’s just a fling. I’ll finally spend the night with it, but then when I see it in the morning with the caramel un-swirled and the whip cream un-whipped, huh! Buh-bye.
LORELAI: I’ll be the one holding coffee. So, uh, what are you doing tonight?
LORELAI: What? Are you driving? Sounds like you’re driving.
RORY: I am driving.
LORELAI: You are? Where are you going?
RORY: You know where I’m going, Mom.
LORELAI: Puppy world?
RORY: You’re so immature. You’re going to make me say it?
LORELAI: Say what?
RORY [sighs]: I am on my way to Friday night dinner.
LORELAI: Ah-ha-ha! That’s right. You’re on the road to Hellville.
RORY: Do not gloat.
LORELAI: I’m not gloating. I’m gloating with hand gestures.
[Luke bangs on the side of the boat with the shovel.]
LUKE: Kirk! Wake up.
[Kirk stretches and sits up.]
LORELAI: And he’s naked. [She holds up her hand, Luke turns away.]
LUKE: Oh, Kirk! Geez!
LORELAI: Are you insane? Everybody knows you can’t mention anything to Kirk.
LUKE: I was cornered. I was tired. I wanted to go to sleep.
LORELAI: Well, now we have to go in there and take care of him. He is now our responsibility.
LUKE: But –
LORELAI: Uh, uh! Pottery Barn, baby. You break it, you buy it.
LUKE: Ah, geez.