Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I might be. Maybe.
What's a Thursday-afternoon girl?
- It was Jim something-or-other. - Had an 'ing' at the end.
- Through the back door. - The back door's locked.
- He's miserable. - Fine.
at 6:30 in the morning!
He may not now, but he will.
Where's your uniform?
Big things, potentially life-changing things.
Just like that! I couldn't believe it. I almost went full matrix on her.
Is that what this is about? I'm not going to P. J. Harvey.
I have to be here? Well, that's...
You see? That proves it. He doesn't respect the code.
- Do you want her to? - I don't know.
- P.J. Harvey tickets. - Really?
- Red. - Trade you.
So you're leaving?
It's just a little weird having her in my place.
So some of us will never be able to say what we're thinking...
As if I would order these pitiful little things.
I run an inn. There's no place to promote me to.
Yeah, it's right over here.
Lorelai, you don't even know what we're voting on.
I'd hate to think that I raised a kid who couldn't say 'I love you. '
as a lazy, soon-to-be-out-of-work French concierge...
- I thought I was just being nice. - Sure you did.
You're the 'anywhere but here' girl. You're restless, you're bored.
Then we got used to having it here, so we named it Bert.
- Sure. You've got the coffee. - And she needs the coffee.
We’d say, 'Good Night, Bert,' and it’d say, 'Good night, girls. ' Naked Naked
- What is your scam, buddy? - My scam?
No!
It was oil or honey or something.
- Michel, get that, please. - I cannot.
We've got food, drink, reading material...
are in exchange for me dealing with these people in a nonviolent manner.
- He was banging on the... - I know.
Quick.
I confuse him till he loses his train of thought. Then he moves on.
and Rory weighs, like, 10 ounces.
Can't tell me what it is?
I don't question the orders. I merely fill them.
Rats, it started already.
because of that whole young, weird-headed thing.
Yes. What was his name?
I liked that little speech.
I mean, do you enjoy the whole box-boy trade as a profession?
Good. Well, I like your honesty...
By the way, are you still going out for the school paper?
You first!
And that starts with ceasing work on the Winchester Mystery House here.
All I'm asking is that the town troubadour laws be enforced.
The concert's tonight.
What I wanted to say was:
Paris and I had just started getting along. Now she hates me.
You know what ennui is, yes?
I wouldn't phrase it that way, but to be honest, it was the latter.
What are you doing here?
We were swimming in a pool, only it wasn't water.
I proposed because I love you.
Oh, no, Luke, I'm so sorry.
It was a very successful strategy for the Hare Krishnas.
I'm Dean.
And a 'for sale' sign on the lawn, 'cause we're moving.
What's with the questioning? You won't tell me who you dated.
You're gonna wake the neighbors.