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HEY, LANE. TRIPPY, HUH?

OF THIS HOLIER-THAN-THOU ATTITUDE OF YOURS.

I GOTTA GO. GO REST.

DEFINITELY. IT'S GOT A FEEL THAT...

WE SOLD OUT ALL THE CLUBS --

AND HE SUDDENLY LIKES ME AGAIN.

YEAH, BRUCE, LORELAI IS PRO-YOU, ALL THE WAY.

A PLASTIC SHEET?

THAT BROUGHT YOU TO WHERE YOU ARE.

HOW MUCH TIME DO WE HAVE?

DO YOU HAVE A MOUSE? I'M FEELING A BIT PECKISH.

YOUR HUSBAND TRIED, BUT HE SCREWED UP, SO I FIXED IT.

TOTALLY. HOW YOU DOIN', GIL?

HAS TO BE APPROVED BY ALL OF US.

35 CENTS OFF OR NOT,

DON'T YOU THINK?

OH, MRS. VAN UPPITY?

* WHERE YOU LEAD, I WILL FOLLOW *

EVERYBODY'S READY, TAYLOR.

HMM. I HAD FISH LAST NIGHT.

MY MUSCLES ARE WEAKER, AND MY BONES ARE MORE FRAGILE.

THERE. WOW! YOU'RE BEAUTIFUL, ANTHEA.

I DID NOT FLINCH.

MAYBE A LITTLE.

SO I GET TO BE PAINTED ALL WHITE, HUH?

JUST ADD A CARD TABLE TO THE END OR SOME TV TRAYS.

I STILL WOULD HAVE CHOSEN DREAM FRESH.

OH, THAT'S YOUR BLOOD SUGAR TALKING, SWEETIE.

AND IT WASN'T HERE WHEN I LEFT IT.

WITH A SPECIAL FEATURE ON WHO'S HOTTER --

OTHER WAY. OTHER WAY.

TILL I HIT PAGE 368.

MY HEART IS GOING A MILLION MILES A SECOND.

THANK YOU FOR MAKING TONIGHT SUCH A SUCCESS.

RIGHT THROUGH THAT FLAP. I'LL MEET YOU BACK THERE.

AND TELL HIM I'LL CALL HIM TOMORROW.

WHAT'S UP, TAYLOR?

YOU DIDN'T MENTION THAT WHEN YOU SAW ME WALK OUT

WHAT ABOUT SHAKEY'S?

YOU'RE ANTI-MIDWIFE.

JUST FOR THE FIG NEWTONS!

LET ME THINK FOR ANOTHER MILLISECOND. NO.

AND KNOW THAT I LOVE YOU NO MATTER WHAT HAPPENS UP THERE

FOR THE MOST PART, YEAH.

JACKSON ASKED BO TO BE HERE FOR THE BIRTH.

BO, WHAT DID I SAY BEFORE? I WASN'T LISTENING.

BUT I SAY WE DO IT AND DO IT WELL.

I FEEL LIKE A USED CAR.

LOOKIN' GOOD, LOOKIN' GOOD!

YOU THINK BRUCE WAS JUST TRYING TO GET RID OF US?

I'M IN THE KITCHEN!

BECOMING A MASTER PORTRAITIST,

MY GIRLFRIEND AND I APPRECIATE IT.

WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?

I HATE THAT HE WAS RIGHT. THAT PASTY-FACED BASTARD!

HAVE I APOLOGIZED TO YOU ENOUGH?

IT'LL TICKLE YOU.

AND THE OSCAR FOR BIGGEST BLUBBER BABY GOES TO...

HELP ME PICK THE ZUCCHINI IN THE BACK?

OF MY PAYING A LAWYER TO WORK FOR ME.

THERE'S SOMEONE NEW HERE.

JAMES, THE SON OF ALPHEUS, LEBBEUS -- THEY ALL SAID SO.

IT'S WHAT HOSPITALS ARE FOR.

TURN TO THE SIDE. WE NEED TO SEE YOUR PROFILE.

NOW YOU'RE JUST A BIG-CITY PHONY.

NOW, I WARNED YOU GUYS ABOUT PARKING THERE.

WELL, I-I SUPPOSE NOT, BUT STILL --

BY THE TALENTED CRAFTSMEN IN OUR LITTLE TOWN.

IT LEAVES YOUR CLOTHES WITH THAT DREAM-FRESH SCENT.

I DON'T THINK THERE'S ANY SUCH THING AS A FRIENDLY FERRET

A POP-UP THING LIKE A TURKEY, BUT HE CHOSE NOT TO.

I DIDN'T. I MISSPOKE. WHOOPS.

OH, HONEY, I'M SORRY. YOU FLINCHED!

HEY, JACKSON. HI.

YEAH. REALLY GOOD, GIL.

THE MAGAZINE I WAS READING THAT NIGHT

AND NOW MY INSIDES ARE ALL ROUGH AND GRABBY,

YOU MADE HIS KIDS HAPPY, TOO.

I ALMOST KNOCKED TERRENCE DOWN.

I CAN IRONICALLY COMMENT ON.