Episode One Hundred Thirty-Four: “Lorelai’s First Cotillion”
Original Airdate: October 3, 2006
“What if I don’t want to do what I want to do because I want to do it, but because they don’t want me to?” Friday night dinner and a pop tart get Lorelai wondering what has been motivating her actions for over 20 years.
So, I’m sure in some part of the country they still do have cotillions. I mean, this show aired in 2006, so they still have to be somewhere. However, out west, where I grew up? Nope. We just had dances. Maybe they are the same thing? Does anyone know?
Moving on, I don’t know if I could grow up in Emily’s world with all the rules. Sure, I know a lot of them as they are just proper manners, but there are things about high society that I’m not sure I could ever get or would ever understand. Maybe if I grew up in that world I would. But does the Gilmore Girls world even exist anymore? Are there still women like Emily and her friends in the DAR hosting huge parties for the rich?
Okay, enough with the questions about the real world, we need to stay in Stars Hollow world (the best world!).
Lane finally is able to tell Zack about the baby and I love his reaction.
[Lorelai and Rory have just arrived in the jeep, it’s night time.]
LORELAI: Hey, punch me in the stomach.
LORELAI: Real quick — jab, jab. Not too hard. Just enough to cause internal bleeding.
RORY: That sounds pretty hard.
LORELAI: Yeah, true, plus, internal bleeding is internal, which means it can’t be proven. And unless my mother sees blood, there’s no way she’s gonna let you take me to the hospital. You’re right you’re gonna have to punch me in the face. Real quick — jab, jab.
RORY: I am not going to punch you in the fAce.
LORELAI: Why? I’ll heal. I’d much rather spend the night in the emergency room getting 8 to 10 stitches than go in there for dinner. Plus, it’ll give me a groovy scar. I’ve always wanted a groovy scar.
LORELAI: It’d be such a great conversation piece. “Where did you get that groovy scar?” “Oh, my daughter dropkicked me for no apparent reason.” She’s totally psycho.
RORY: Oh, so now I’m dropkicking you?
LORELAI: Give me and few options you didn’t like the whole jab, jab thing.
MICHEL: [returns to Lorelai and sticks post-it’s on her] “I”… “o”… “u”… “one”… “big”… “favor.”
LORELAI: Can’t prove I wrote that.
MICHEL: [Chuckles and puts one last post-it in her hand] “Lorelai Gilmore.”
LORELAI: Ohh! I’ll buy you a car.
LORELAI: A house.
MICHEL: Pick me up at 7:00.