Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- It's not the same. - I know it's not the same.

- That'll do. - Okay.

Isn't it wonderful?

- All the way through? - Yes.

My goodness, so dramatic.

- Where are those boxes I sent here? - The maid stuffed them in the closet.

I'd better try to get my bedroom set back.

- Uh... - Using eggs over age 44 with IVF,

- No. - maybe it would be nice

All in all, I think I did pretty good.

- Don't think about it. - The bathrooms are all giant.

Hi. Um, uh, I'm Lorelai.

Is this The Price is Right? If I'm a little under I win, over, I lose?

- Dinerluke. Capital D, small L. - Pick up!

- and I need her help! - What?

- Hard to keep track of our girl, huh? - Yeah.

- Are you drunk? - I found a therapist.

Uh-huh. Did you service the boiler yet?

- Is it, like, a cheerleader uniform? - Yes, exactly like that.

You're Kidding? super proud

- What? - You Spinal Tapped the painting.

I'll tell you what, I'll dive in first.

- Damn it. Where is it? - I hid it.

They just bumped it for other stuff. It happens.

Well, this isn't Uber, this is...

- I think it's been a year. - He's been to the house!

About a month. I needed something to shut my brain off.

There's nothing remotely similar about those names.

And now... And in here...

Tater tots are great in tacos.

- Team Paris all the way. - Thanks.

- What's all this? - What?

I stopped being a child the minute the strip turned pink.

No apartment, no rent, no ties.

I know exactly what I'm doing. I'm busier than I've ever been.

- I know. - Suddenly he's in jeans

from one couch to another like she's Llewyn Davis.

I have not been gooped.

Oh, one Talk of the Town piece? Come on.

What's that Kogi tattoo on his arm about?

- Yes. - You didn't know there'd be a test?

You have to live in a good school district.

All the pieces are there.

- it is past Petal's bedtime. - Bye, Petal.

- No fun doing it in private anymore? - Mom.

Sure. Ladies, I'll be back in a few. Close the deal.

When we explain to clients what "confusingly similar" means

- But it's fun to kick. - Bye, Gypsy.

Oh, I e-mailed her that we're tabling it.

I liked how you had to avoid the walls or you'd stick to them.

- That's my New Yorker piece. Wow! - Super-proud!

People lose a foot, we pay.

- No. - I can get a tape measure.

Really? I'm sorry. I'll meet him again.

Excuse me, Mrs. Gilmore.

nothing is gonna bring you joy right now.

- Who gets it when you split? - What?

Something like that. Get out! Now!

You mean Neil Patrick Harris?

How much access can you give me? Interviews are everything.

I don't need to answer that.

- Like I couldn't breathe, you know? - Oh, yes, I know.

Thanks for letting me stash some boxes here, Grandma.

Um, can I be excused?

Okay, here's a sampling of what we've got.

that would not look good on camera?

Now I have to hang out with her more to get a handle on the first few chapters

This box needs to be taped.

- Can it be less? - No.

Al's does the same thing.

- No. - Check Yelp.

until the mid '80s. It was only supposed to be

could hinder your sleep.

Instead she found herself submerged...

♪ Such a feeling's coming over me ♪

but last time it was Brad who put the kibosh on it.

I remember the boat.

I got a kissed. And I shoplifted.

Between you and Frederick, I'm going to have a stroke.

Twenty minutes after I do, he lost his mind.

No, you're not having sex with these women.

♪ The winter stars a-glittering ♪

and the phone that gets reception in Stars Hollow. Theoretically.

How could it be premeditated if I didn't know it was coming?

and cultivating the evolution of fruits and vegetables,

And I guess I was supposed to be, um, greeting people

- It's not ringing, either. - I know.

It's a big decision, having kids.

I know for a fact that you have had septic tank issues.

Who's gonna help me light the candles?

Muslims, Hindus, atheists, one Wiccan,

- And does Lane have an extension cord? - I'll see.

Stop. You're not gonna have anything left.

- You're supposed to be looking with me. - Sorry.

Rudik! Ih will dein Schwanz!

Before we got married,

while selling yourself to a bunch of French dockworkers.

He's like a superhero, but his power is that you can't remember him

- Thank you for the invite. - Is your hair different?

Did you hear? It's Neil Patrick Harris.

Yes! Hi! Great!

Oh, no, please. Just eat. Um, no rush. I can just, uh...

- Ask her, ask her. - Uh, Grandma...

Mmm. I must tell you, I've had such amazing feedback

I tried meditation. Tried jogging.

You're breaking up!

- Little flighty. - David Chang?

- Careful! - Oh, sorry, sorry, sorry.

I moved it. I needed counter space. Eduardo can make you a coffee.

Would it be possible for this particular plate

I don't care about that. I only care that it's honest.

Fuck me, Rudik! I love fucking!

Oy with the poodles already.

Ah! And I saw you grab those mini donuts.