Gilmore Girls Project: Season Seven, Unto the Breach

Season Seven

Episode One Hundred Fifty-Two: “Unto the Breach?”

Original Airdate: May 8, 2007

Pomp and circumstances. Rory’s graduation brings the expected: tears, hugs, a Richard-and-Emily party, a communal bottle of Champagne, and a diploma. And it brings the unexpected—a heartfelt suggestion from Logan.

Okay, so remember when I said there were two mistakes that Rory makes in the last few episodes that almost ruin the show for me? One was the pass on the job and the other one . . .well, it happens at the end of this episode.

I cannot for the life of me figure out why she had to say no to Logan’s proposal. I mean, is she THAT stupid? I guess she is, because that’s exactly what she did. Which was so stupid on so many levels!!! And all to go on a campaign tour? Are you serious? We all know how good that did for her, considering in the revival she’s in her 30s and doesn’t have a place to live, a job, or barely any money to her name. Bravo. That choice was the winner. She could have had Logan all this time. She could have lived in Paris. She could have had any job at any newspaper the Huntzbergers owned. But no. She didn’t take any of it. Instead, she walked away LIKE A MORON!!!

Ugh.

I get mad every time I watch this episode and I can’t believe the writers wrote it that way. Such a disappointment. I can barely even watch this episode for this blog I hate it so much.

The only good part was Richard and Emily’s song.

Funny Quotes:

LORELAI: No, he can ask her anything he wants. I think she’s too young to get married but, oh. Plastic champagne flutes — I can’t forget those. I know he asked me out of respect, but I’ll tell you what’s not respectful is asking for my permission and then making me wait. Every time the phone rings, I think it’s gonna be her, telling me that it’s happened, but it’s not. It’s just my mother calling with some boring party detail, like asking me about the ratio of devil to egg.
SOOKIE: Ooh, that’s easy. It’s one part yolk and two parts mayonnaise. Oh my God you don’t care at all, do you?
LORELAI: No.

LORELAI: Thanks. We can check the cake off our list. What else do I need to remember?
SOOKIE: Don’t worry, ’cause I prefer footballs, basically.
[They leave Weston’s]
LORELAI: What?
SOOKIE: Don’t worry, ’cause I prefer footballs, basically.
LORELAI: Huh?
SOOKIE: It’s a mnemonic device. Dress, wedges, champagne, ice, plastic flutes, beaded clutch. “Beaded clutch” is one word.
LORELAI: And panty hose.
SOOKIE: Don’t worry, ’cause I prefer footballs, basically, Polly.
LORELAI: And tissues and my camera.
SOOKIE: “Don’t worry, ’cause I prefer footballs, basically,” Polly teased Chad.

LUKE: It wasn’t a serenade, and I haven’t done anything. I’ve worked real hard to try to get that stupid song out of my head.
LIZ: Aren’t you gonna respond in some way?
LUKE: Well there’s nothing to respond to. She drank a truckload of tequila, and she sang a sappy song.
LIZ: Time. Okay. “I will always love you” is not a sappy song. It’s classic Cyndi Lauper.
LUKE: Whitney Houston.