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Get the wrapper. What wrapper?

The tootsie roll wrapper. What tootsie roll wrapper?

The one at your feet. I don't see it.

It's right there. Where?

Marshall, stop arguing with me. My parents are watching.

Have you seen these guys? They're hilarious.

I got it. Why are you holding it like that?

When Lane left it, it was a different color.

Are you sure she'd want that back?

It's been left alone all night at a keg party.

That backpack is permanently scarred.

That backpack is Zelda Fitzgerald.

Well, Zelda's going home.

Okay.

Your first cop-raided party.

I am just so proud.

Mom. I just wish I could've been there.

It was no big deal. Did they bring the paddy wagon?

Yeah, we snuck out the back door

and headed for algonquin.

How was benchley? Drunk again.

Tell me more about this party.

I know the end, what happened in the middle?

Lane's band played. They were great.

And people just hung out and talked,

and then there was some sort of fight, I guess.

The cops came. That's it.

Hmm.

Hey, Luke.

I'm in bed. I have ten more minutes to sleep.

Nothing much in the grand scheme of things,

but still ten minutes is ten minutes.

Sure, yeah. Ten minutes is great.

And then the phone rings.

It just rings and rings and rings, so I pick it up.

Got your hearing checked? Can I finish?

I'm just saying that's a lot of rings.

On the other end of the phone is someone named John

who says he's Kyle's father,

and Kyle threw a party last night without permission,

and two guys got into a fight and tore the place apart.

So John wants me to look at the damage

and discuss some sort of solution

to the problem of the damages.

Now I don't know John, and I certainly don't know Kyle,

but I do know someone who would get into a fight at a party

and leave the place completely trashed.

It's a wild guess,

but I think his name rhymes with Tess.

So here I am, heading in there to talk to John about Kyle

and discuss what is to be done about the hummel.

The what? Exactly.

Let's get back to the party recap.

Any little details you want to share?

Jess and Dean had a fight.

Over you? I was a contributing factor.

Was anyone hurt? No.

That's why the cops came? Yes.

So you went to a cop-raided party, and started it.

Yes. This fence is broken because of you.

This crap is on the ground because of you. What's your point?

♪ Did you ever know that you're my hero? ♪

oh, my God!

♪ You're everything I would like to be ♪

♪ I can fly higher than an eagle ♪

♪ 'cause you are the wind beneath my wings ♪

♪ if you're out on the road ♪

♪ feelin' lonely and so cold ♪

♪ all you have to do is call my name ♪

♪ and I'll be there on the next train ♪

♪ where you lead, I will follow ♪

♪ anywhere that you tell me to ♪

♪ if you need ♪

♪ you need me to be with you ♪

♪ I will follow ♪

♪ oh, oh, oh ♪

♪ where you lead, I will follow ♪

♪ any, anywhere that you tell me to ♪

♪ if you need ♪

♪ you need me to be with you ♪

♪ I will follow where you lead ♪

oh, these muffins... they're brilliant.

Tell us you sell your muffin mix.

Sookie, people wanna throw roses at your feet.

And I will let them.

Listen, Sookie, Dennis and I

and a bunch of us others

wondered if you offered cooking classes.

Cooking classes?

Some better b and bs include them.

Oh, of course they do.

So... We do, too.

We will be your disciples.

Gosh, we're gonna have so much fun.

We'll start with spreads. And if there's time, desserts.

I have this chocolate bomb... oh, but breads and soups!

Sookie, hon, we don't have a kitchen.

Oh, right.

There's no kitchen?

Okay, not a problem.

You'll all come to my house.

Can't wait. Cheers.

Uh, make a note.

If the guests are gonna wear those robes downstairs,

we need to buy ones with thicker material.

Seeing the sunlight hit Dennis

gave me a whole new respect for peg.

Hey, listen, Jackson's up in Rochester today

helping his cousin rebuild his nova.

He's not getting home till late, so you know what that makes me?

Available? Like an intern.

What are you and Rory doing tonight?

I'm open. Rory's got plans with the grandparents.

I didn't know you were in touch.

I'm not. Rory is. Ah.

At least the family pressure's off you.

That's good, right? I don't know.

I mean, before this whole Friday night dinner thing,

I didn't see them regularly, we didn't talk regularly,

so it wasn't weird when I didn't see them

or talk to them regularly.

You miss them.

I feel like I'm not doing something I'm supposed to.

So what're you gonna do? Hope it passes.

Sounds healthy.

Blessed are they who mourn, for they will be comforted.

Blessed are the meek

for they shall inherit the earth.

Hey. Hi.

So, how are you? How were things last night?

You mean after my drunken call to my mother?

Yeah, what happened when you got home?

I'm not sure. What do you mean?

Well, after I finished

with my farrelly brothers audition in the bushes...

thanks for the hair holding. Anytime.

Dave dropped me off at home.

He wanted to come in, but he's an only child,

and I saw no reason for his family line to end with him,

so I went in and he left.

And? The place was dark.

No Mrs. Kim? No Mrs. Kim.

No Mrs. Kim.

So, of course, I panicked.

What does this mean?

When I'm home ten minutes late

from Bible study, she has a cow.

But I call her drunk, tell her I'm at a party,

I'm a drummer, in love with a non-Korean.

I expected backup... aunts, uncles, cousins

pulled out from villages I've never heard of,

but nothing. I don't understand.

So I go upstairs to make sure everything's okay.

I look in her room, she's in bed asleep.

No.

Then this morning I get up,

I go in the kitchen,

where she's making breakfast,

and I say, "good morning, mama."

And? She turns around,

looks right at me and says, "good morning, Lane."

Really? Those were her last words to me.

So she's freezing you out.

No, it was more Stepford than cold...

you know, very calm, very serene.

Okay, well, let's think.

Maybe she didn't hear you.

I was drunk. I could have slurred. Exactly.

Maybe she thought you said you were at a smarty,

playing clock music, drinking fear,

and in love with rave smigchowsty.

And how would that be better?

It's much less clear.

What is that smell?

Your backpack.

Blessed are they which are...

blessed are they who are persecuted for the sake...

You have to talk to her. I can't.

What are you going to do?

I volunteered to work this table for the next two months.

Plus, I told her I'd go to that 7-day adventist college.

Lane, no.

I told Dave to forget about the prom.

I'm sorry. Don't be. It's my fault.

And utter every kind of evil against you falsely

because of me, amen.

Okay, let's go.

Sorry, David. No problem, Archie.

Excuse me! I'd like some ham!

Be right back. But I'd like some ham!

Is this what I ordered? Yes.

You know what you want yet?

Oh, no, not yet.

You know what might help? What?

Opening the menu. Yes, thank you for the tip.

I need ham! No ham.

We got a shipment of ham yesterday. No ham.

Caesar, there's a lady there

who's waiting for ham for 20 minutes,

and if I go back there empty-handed,

there's a 50-50 chance that she will eat me!

No ham. Then sew some bacon together,

'cause that woman is getting ham.

Excuse me. I don't think this... thank you.

Who ordered this? Look in front of you.

If there's nothing there and there should be,

then this is yours!

Oh, here.

Well? What?

Do you know what you want yet?

I'll have more coffee. More coffee coming up.

Glad to make your dining dreams come true.

Oh!

♪ Who can take a sunrise ♪

♪ sprinkle it with dew ♪

♪ cover it in chocolate and a miracle or two? ♪

♪ the candy man ♪

♪ oh, the candy man can ♪

yes, that's right, the candy man can,

'cause he mixes it with love and makes the world taste good,

and, I, ladies and gentlemen, am the candy man!

Your candy man.

I'm mixing it with love

and making stars hollow taste good.

Move!

In a second, Jess. Give him a Taffy.

I come to announce to one and all

that the day we thought would never get here has arrived!

Arbor day? No.

The day of reckoning? No.

The day the music died? Kirk.

Give me a Taffy. What?

I've got a million of them. Give me a Taffy.

As I was saying, the big day has arrived!

The opening of Taylor's old-fashioned soda shop

and candy store!

Tomorrow, from noon till 6:00,

there will be fun, balloons, ice cream,

and old-fashioned penny candy for just $1 apiece.

Come at noon, stay all day.

Where the hell have you been? This place is a freaking zoo.

Every table is full.

Sammy thinks it's the desert inn.

I had to run an errand.

Everybody's complaining, we're out of ham,

Caesar suddenly decided to join the slow-food movement,

and I've got a guy who's moved in at a table for four.

He sits, making it impossible for me to turn over that table.

That cuts way back on my tips.

I'm sorry. Don't you mean my tips? What?

You know where I was this morning? No.

I was at Kyle's. His parents called me. Oh, yeah?

A little party you went to got a little "animal house," huh?

Dean started it.

You're not really gonna use that one?

He sucker-punched me, I was just defending myself.

You defended yourself all the way through the house

and out into the front yard.

You defended yourself with a chair that is now broken.

You defended yourself with a coffee table.

You defended yourself with an ottoman.

I don't need a recap.

You know how much damage you caused?

Dean caused it, too.

The place was trashed.

Dean trashed it, too.

Are you trying to kill me?

Nope. It'll just be a perk.

Okay, well here's the deal.

From now on every cent that you make here

goes toward paying them back.

Hey, what about...

Dean's paying them back, also.

How do you know? Because he was at Kyle's house.

You're kidding me.

He had already worked out a financial agreement

with the parents and was helping with the fence.

Man, he's gonna make some woman a fine doormat someday.

You're making good on this.

I've to get more coffee out.

Every cent is getting paid back.

I never want those people calling me again.

Hey, you left your wallet!

Hey!

Okay, here's the problem.

Every single one of my skirts

is either too long or too short.

Which means I either have to alter or shop. To be or not to be.

Wait'll you care what in style thinks of you.

What time will you be home?

We have to go over the special edition

of the Franklin. Of course, we're completely behind,

partly because Paris can't let anything go to print

unless she's proofed it a million times.

Can you say, "crazy, anal, micromanager?"

Not fives times fast. I'll be home by 10:00.

I forgot my notes. I put them in your bedroom.

Oh.

Hello? Hi, mom.

Lorelai?

Yep, it's me.

So, how are you?

I'm fine.

Good. How's dad?

He's fine. Also good.

May I speak with Rory please?

No, you can't. Why not?

Because I called you. So what?

You don't get to request a switch.

I'm sure she's right there. Not the point.

If you want to talk to Rory, you have to call.

Then when I answer, you can ask for Rory.

But you didn't, I called, so you cannot ask for Rory.

What do you want, lorelai? I haven't seen you for a while.

Your choice.

No, your choice, mom.

You're the one who called off Friday-night dinners.

No, I'm the one who called off

the obligation for Friday night dinners.

You know what? I didn't call to argue.

Fine. Let's not argue. Come on, mom. This is silly.

Think back to before the whole Friday-night-dinner thing.

We still had a relationship.

The one where I would trick you into calling me

by leaving a message on your answering machine

saying it's important, but I wouldn't include the details,

so you had no choice but to call me?

Yes. And when you did call,

we'd talk about the weather, d.A.R.,

then you'd put Rory on the phone,

even when she was too young to talk.

It was not always like that. It was always like that.

Very well. The weather's fine.

The d.A.R. Is staging a luncheon at the library next week.

You already said I couldn't talk to Rory.

You've fulfilled your obligation.

Okay, mom, fine. Have a nice day.

Same to you.

It's for you!

Sorry, sorry, sorry. The issue is a disaster.

It's our last issue, and it's a complete disaster.

I'm sure it's not that bad. That's why you won't need to Botox your frown lines.

Not that picture! No! Put it down! Put it down now!

How's it coming? Very frustrating.

Just can't seem to get the right combination.

Blue dress, blond guy, and black limo works best for me.

Green dress, red-haired guy, white limo works best for me.

White limo with blond guy totally doesn't work.

I'm assuming this conversation veered off

of the cover page placement?

How about black-haired guy, green dress, and tan limo?

Tan limo? Good neutral backdrop.

This opens up a whole new set of options.

Bring the golf team back in.

Why don't I get these pesky articles out of your way?

What are you doing? The front page placement.

And they? Staying true to who they are.

Look, prom is once. It happens, it's photographed,

and then it's there forever. Planning is essential.

Paris, we left a space for you in the limo.

We need your dress color. And a picture of Jamie.

And the flexibility you have with your dress.

Thank you, but we've already made our plans for prom night.

Jamie hired a private car.

We'll go in, take the picture,

depending on the level of lameness, dance.

Then there's dinner at Antoine's,

followed by a helicopter ride to join his parents

out in Martha's vineyard.

What color's the helicopter?

As you were.

Have you figured out your plans for prom night?

No, but stars hollow is a much more casual kind of prom.

Less "cinderella," more "footloose."

It's still a prom. It is still a prom.

I can't wait.

It's my own fault.

I poked a slumbering bear with a stick.

I reached out and initiated contact with Emily gilmore.

I get what I deserve.

You're a bad girl.

You know what really stinks?

They're having Rory over tonight for a movie night.

Movie night? That's your thing with her.

Exactly. What's next?

A stay-home-and-dance-around- in-your-underwear-

to-the-monkees'- greatest-hits night?

I wouldn't put it past them to steal that, too.

What's going on?

Oh, my God.

Fran. Poor thing.

I don't believe it.

Such a great lady.

Great lady.

83 on her last birthday... good, long life.

We should all be so lucky.

I'm gonna miss her. Me, too.

So... Yeah?

I guess this'll put that old inn of hers on the market.

She wanted to keep it as long as she was alive.

And now...

oh, my God. What?

You don't think because we wanted the property so much

we killed Fran? What?

Through the power of our minds.

No, we wished for the property, not this.

You never know with karma.

Look, we loved Fran, right? Yes, we did.

And whether or not we get the dragonfly inn

has nothing to do with her dying now.

Right... Sort of. Besides, we don't know what's happening with the inn.

Fran has no heirs. You never know.

Some long lost gold-toothed cousin

could come out of the woodwork, inherit it,

and turn it into a beauty salon or law offices.

Not our dragonfly.

If we're meant to have the inn, then we're meant to have it.

Right. Like Doris day.

Que sera... Sera.

Let's focus on Fran and how much we loved her

and not think about the inn at all.

Okay.

You're thinking about it!

Just about where to put the wood-burning oven.

We'll put it in the apartment we share in hell.

Let's buy flowers. Yeah, lots and lots of flowers.

This is a really nice chair.

Is it old?

Old enough.

Well, it's really nice.

I mean, the back is very sturdy,

and the legs are all the same length,

and the wood looks like it was a tree at some point,

which is good for wood, 'cause it was.

Would you get that, please?

Yes, mama.

What are you doing here? I'm here to see your mother.

What? Excuse me.

Dave... Dave, wait!

Excuse me, Mrs. Kim. I need to speak with you. I'm busy, David.

A few weeks ago you told me Lane had a crush on me.

I have a crush on her, too.

I know you have very strict rules about dating,

I just want you to know I'm a good person.

I don't smoke. I don't drink.

I've never gotten a ticket.

I'm healthy. I take care of myself.

I floss.

I never watch more than 30 minutes of television a night

partly because there's nothing on.

I respect my parents. I do well in school.

I never play video games, in case they someday prove

playing them could turn you into a serial killer.

I don't drink coffee.

I hate soda because the carbonation freaks me out.

I'll give up meat if you feel strongly about it.

I don't mind wearing a tie.

I enjoyed playing those hymns on my guitar,

and I really, really want to take your daughter to the prom.

Mrs. Kim?

Please don't make me repeat that list again.

Let never day nor night unhallowed pass,

but still remember what the lord hath done.

Okay.

Thank you.

Did you hear what she said? Yes, I did.

Was it a yes or no? I'm not sure.

It's got to be from the Bible, right?

So I'll just go home, do some research.

Look on the Internet, see what I find.

Okay.

I'm so writing him a song tonight.

You left your wallet in the diner.

Oh, wow. Did I?

Look at that. I guess I did.

Thanks for bringing it back. No problem.

I really like this driver's license picture.

You can imagine what a drag it'd be to replace it.

What are you doing here, Jimmy?

Just passing through. Passing through from where?

California. California?

Yeah, I've been there for a few years now.

Well, glad to hear it. Yeah.

So what are you doing here, Jimmy? Nothing really.

He hasn't missed you. I'm sure.

Never speaks about you. I wouldn't expect him to.

Do you know why he doesn't miss you, Jimmy?

Because you're a loser, and nobody misses a loser.

It's been 17 years, Luke.

You remember how long it's been. I'm impressed.

Well, I always could count.

And your list of attributes ends there.

I guess we're not playing nice anymore.

The last time I saw you was right after Liz gave birth.

You were gonna go out and buy some diapers

and meet us back at the apartment.

You remember that? Yes.

You went out, but you never came back.

A lot of time has passed, a lot of things have changed.

Really? Like what things, you?

Yes, me! Maybe. Why not?

Oh, come on! You never called before.

Why now? You need money?

What? 'Cause he doesn't have any.

I don't need money. I don't either.

I don't need money! So the look's a choice?

No, I just wanted to... I don't know... see him.

Why now? I don't know!

I thought it was time. You don't think it was time?

You really want my opinion on the subject?

Luke, give me a break. Give you a break?!

I'm trying to keep this kid from falling off earth.

Trying to get him through school.

I got to be totally honest with you.

I am not doing too well. No?

No, and the last thing he needs

is a special appearance by his father,

who can't be here for any good reason!

There's no evil plan. I have a job, a life.

I just thought I'd come... and what, say hello?

See if he looks like you? Then what?

What? Well... I don't know!

Well, while you're figuring it out,

let me plant this thought in your head.

You do or say anything to upset Jess

and make it harder for me to keep him on the right path,

I'm gonna put your head through a wall... any wall.

You can pick the wall, but it's gonna be a wall, okay?

I just wanted to see him.

Well, you saw him.

Now get out of here.

Fran was one of the first people I met when we moved here. I know.

The first day here I stopped in...

And asked her for directions to the inn.

Mm-hmm. She was so sweet.

And, oh, my God. She loved you.

I didn't think she was gonna let me leave the bakery with you.

She just kept giving you cookies in a shameless attempt

to buy your affections away from me.

For a couple weeks, it worked.

For two weeks you just kept staring at me like,

"you took me away from the cookies. I'm gonna kill you."

Um, mom, can I just meet you at the church?

What are you planning? Is it finally payback time?

I need to stop at doose's and get something.

Kleenex. We'll need kleenex. Oh, I'll come with you.

Um, well...

Oh!

Patty.

Now it all starts. What all starts, honey?

First Fran, then the rest of us.

Oh, Patty, it's not the plague. It was just her time.

I can't go. Yes, you can. Come on.

No, just leave me. I'm gonna get her to the church.

I'll meet you there.

Come on, let's go.

Oh.

You know, it's times like these

that you realize what is truly important in your life.

Uh-huh.

I'm so glad I had all that sex.

Hurry, honey!

What are you looking at?

Thank you for coming. The grand opening has been postponed.

Thank you for coming. The grand opening has been postponed.

Thank you for coming. Thank you for coming...

How's it going?

Welcome, all.

The large number of people here today

is a testament to how much Fran weston has touched

each and every one of us.

We'd like to start by inviting Marjorie Rogers,

Fran's close friend, to share a few words with us.

In 1955, Fran opened weston's bakery.

Back then she was the new kid on the block.

And soon thereafter, she hired me,

a mother of three rug rats and a husband overseas,

and we became best friends. Still are.

So sweet. You think we'll still be friends when we're dead?

I will if you will.

Fran was and is stars hollow.

And to insure that her love and spirit continue,

weston's bakery will remain open

and run by those who have Fran's heart in their hearts.

Of course, Fran's family has been here long before even Fran.

They opened the dragonfly inn back in 1893.

The dragonfly inn was once regarded

as the "Violet lady," the premier inn in all...

What did she say?

I heard "premier inn," then squat.

Is she still talking about the inn? I don't know.

Shhh!

The inn... Ortant role, Al... Ing...

Its spe... All who...

She said "inn."

And "ortant" and "ing."

set... World war...

She said, "world war." One or two? Where are we? Where are we?

Who... Fran... Ing...

She's pointing to somebody. It's a man in a suit.

Does he have a gold tooth? Guys, people are turning.

To you all.

Did she say who gets the inn? I don't know.

Uh, thank you, Marjorie.

And now I'd like to point out that the time is 12:00 P.M.,

the time Fran would normally be

opening her doors on Sunday after church,

welcoming us to join her in friendship at weston's bakery.

So, if we may at this time all bow our heads

for a minute of silence to mark the passing of the soul

of our dear departed friend.

No!

No, the grand opening is cancelled!

Sorry, folks.

Stop! It is cancelled!

Cancelled!

As we close, I'd like to honor a special request Fran had,

and that is to take one final stroll around the town square

before going to her final resting place.

All those who would like to participate,

please assemble outside.

Walking dead people, not my thing. Let's go.

Where's Sookie? Just giving our condolences.

And asking what you missed when the Mike cut out?

And giving our condolences.

His name's brink. He's a lawyer.

He's here to get Fran's affairs in order.

Could we talk to him? But you have to get back to the inn,

and I've got those b and bers waiting.

Okay. Well, let's get him now.

I think our window of opportunity just slammed shut.

Great. Now what?

We very respectfully hover in his vicinity

until the walk is over.

Then we will politely ask him to get in touch with us.

Yes! Go!

Coming? No, you guys go ahead.

When the earth opens up and swallows you whole,

I'll be here to tell the story.

Hey, Rory! Oh, hey, you were in there?

I got here late, so I kind of hung in the back.

It was nice of you to come.

She was a nice lady. Yeah, she was.

Listen, uh, can I talk to you for a sec?

We'll catch up. I promise.

Sure.

Good, okay.

Um... What?

Come on.

Dean, what are you doing?

Okay, uh, you ready?

Yes, I'm ready.

I asked Lindsay to marry me.

You... you...

and she said yes.

She... she...

so what do you think? I... I...

I know. Who would have thought?

I mean, it's weird, but Lindsay's amazing.

And I asked, and she said yes.

So... I'm getting married.

Say something.

Why? What?

No, I don't mean why. I mean why now? Why not now?

Well, you're 18, first of all.

So? So, you're young.

I mean, you haven't even gone to college yet.

Oh, my God. You are still going to college?

Yes, Rory, I'm still going to college.

Well, how... Lindsay's gonna go with me.

But, Dean, you're going to be studying and taking classes.

You need to focus on that.

You don't know what you want to do yet,

you guys haven't been going out for that long.

Date for a while. Dating's fun.

Thank you. For what?

For your deep, heartfelt congratulations.

You just took me by surprise.

So what? It's good news.

You can't just be happy for me?

I can. I am. I just...

I'm sorry if you have a crappy relationship with Jess.

Hey, that has... I'm sorry if he treats you like dirt.

Everyone hates him, but that was your choice.

I have a great girlfriend, I'm really happy.

When you dumped me, I thought I'd never be happy again.

Jess doesn't treat me like dirt.

Whatever.

I just wanted you to hear it from me before it got out.

Now you know, so, um... Have a nice life.

Jess does not treat me like dirt!

Mama, do you need any help?

No, thank you.

I could get out the soy scones.

If you like.

Tofutter?

Fine.

Mama, I'm really sorry about the other night.

I did everything wrong. Everything you taught me not to.

I lied to you. I let you down.

I never intended to, and I don't know how to fix it,

but I'm going to try my hardest because I am so, so sorry.

I'll be upstairs if you need me.

I'm gonna go in my room, I'm gonna iron my dress for church,

and I'm gonna think about what I've done.

I stayed up all night.

I read the entire Bible cover to cover.

I don't know what it means.

David... you have to tell me what it means.

Is it yes? Is it no?

I can't feel my right elbow anymore.

I don't even know why, but I can't.

David...

please, just tell me. I'm so tired.

It's not from the Bible.

What?

It's Shakespeare, "Henry vi."

I like to goof off now and then, too.

Shakespeare? That is a very difficult thing to do,

reading the Bible in one night.

I myself have only done it three times.

You need great determination and excellent light.

I'm very impressed.

Alright. Alright, what?

You can go to the prom, but you cannot get married.

That seems fair to me. And me!

The person who's going upstairs to think about what she's done.

Lane is grounded until the prom and for two months after.

You may call her on the phone every other day for ten minutes,

and that is all, understand?

Yes, ma'am. Thank you, Mrs. Kim.

Lane! Thinking about what I've done!

So apparently we're all supposed to walk like Fran.

It's almost 4:00.

Okay.

Got to take some initiative here.

What are you doing?

Just focus on the ground and look lost in grief.

So, nice service.

Yes. Yes.

And this is a really nice idea, the walk around the square.

Oh, yeah, great idea.

I may steal it when I die, you know?

Ask them to walk me around a benefit counter.

Might freak out the makeover girls...

it's nice. Really nice.

So, listen, my name is lorelai gilmore,

and this is Sookie St. James.

Hi.

I know this isn't exactly the best time,

but do you have any idea

what's going to happen with the dragonfly?

Because we want it!

Sookie and I actually talked to Fran about buying it.

We work at the independence inn now.

The one that burned down?

Yes, but that was just an accident.

There was a bad wire. A bad, bad wire.

It could have happened to anyone and should,

in no way, reflect our inn-running abilities.

Yes, well, do you think we could discuss this a little later?

This is a little heavy, I need to focus.

Oh, let me help you here.

Wow, for a little woman... Sookie, will you just...

oh, right.

Anyway, we were just wondering,

did she leave the dragonfly to anyone?

No, she didn't. Oh, okay.

What does the family want to do with it?

We haven't talked in depth about it,

but I'm pretty sure they'll sell it.

We'd really like to buy it. And keep it as an inn.

Yes, a wonderful inn. Dedicated to Fran.

Yes, we'll keep it the dragonfly.

And we promise not to burn it down.

Oh, yes, that's right.

Hey, we could put that in the agreement.

Uh, here. Why don't you...

thank you.

Anyway, what do you say? Well...

Excuse me, but you're blocking her view.

Oh, sorry, kirk, sorry.

So you were saying?

I'll tell you what.

You contact me on Monday, and we can discuss this.

As far as I'm concerned,

if the check clears, it's all yours.

It's all ours. It's all ours.

We've got it!

We're closed. Learn to read.

You're the loser coffee guy.

Well, not as cool as Bono, but I'll take it.

We're...

closed. I heard.

Okay, so...

I'm your father. We're closed.

What?

I'm your...

are you sure?

Am I... yes, I'm sure.

I-I didn't mean to spring this on you.

I thought Luke would have told you...

"Luke would have told me"?

Well, yeah, he came to see me last night.

He didn't tell you. That's obvious.

Because you're still doing the staring with the frown, and...

You look... Different.

You want some coffee? Sure.

Thanks.

It's old.

Okay.

I got to go.

I was negotiating at a funeral. I saw.

Which might have been the most inappropriate thing to happen

today, until that gnat flew into kirk's mouth

he freaked and dropped the casket.

It was a nice save. I'm feeling so weird.

I'm completely sad about Fran, but the inn...

it's really gonna happen. Yeah, seems like it.

Hey, come here.

That one would look great on you. Oh, I don't know.

You should come back tomorrow and try it on. Maybe.

Prom's coming up. You need a dress.

Unless you want me to make you one. No, that's okay.

Maybe we could hit the mall tomorrow after school.

We could go to a fancy store where they'll follow us around like we're thieves.

I don't wanna talk about dresses anymore.

We've only been talking two minutes.

Well, it feels like longer! Rory.

I don't know if I even need a dress.

I don't know if I'm going.

I thought Jess agreed. Well, that was before.

Before what? Before the party, the fight!

Before the thing in Kyle's bedroom!

Okay, come with me.

Okay, we left off with the thing in Kyle's bedroom?

One minute he's happy, then he's not.

He doesn't tell me anything ever.

You're supposed to tell your girlfriend things.

That's the whole point of having a girlfriend.

Yes it is, now Kyle's bedroom... what happened there?

I'm so tired of fighting or not even fighting because he won't fight.

He gets mad, disappears then comes back,

I don't like how I feel, I don't like what I do.

Like what you do where, in Kyle's bedroom?

I don't want to sit around, wondering when we'll talk.

If he's mad, why's he mad?

I hate this! I really, really...

honey, you've got to tell mommy what happened in Kyle's bedroom!

Jess was upset, and I went to look for him.

We were kissing, then it seemed like he wanted to...

did you? No, then he got all weird, like he was mad at me.

If he was mad because you wouldn't have sex with him, then he's a jerk.

But I don't even know if that's why he's mad at me.

I don't know if he's mad at me.

He won't talk, just sulks, then disappears,

and when you're through with him,

he shows up with distiller tickets!

Distiller tick...

what distiller tickets?

Oh, that's right. You don't know about that.

I was embarrassed because I didn't want to be that girl,

but after the hockey game, I was that girl.

What girl? Help me. Drag me along.

The girl who let's her boyfriend treat her

like dirt and then lies.

Okay, we need a breath here.

Something's going on with him,

and it's been going on for a while.

You can't make him talk, Rory. He has to want to.

But why doesn't he want to? Because it's probably hard for him.

Hey, we're not leaving!

We're gonna live in this car! We're gonna die in this car!

So find another freakin' spot!

Honey. I don't want to talk about it anymore.

I'm tired of talking about it. I'm just...

I'm tired.

Okay.

So... nothing happened.

Okay.

Hey. You hungry? I can make us some eggs.

So, I hear you went to see my father last night.

He came by? He came by.

I didn't think he'd have the guts. What were you thinking?

Jess, I don't like your father very much.

So that means I can't know he's here?

You know he's here. No thanks to you.

Shouldn't have been from me in the first place.

You don't think you owed to tell me? No, I didn't.

With everything that's going on here with you,

I kind of hoped he'd just walk away.

But, once again, Jimmy makes the wrong move.

Who the hell are you to decide what the right move is?!

I'm the one who's saving your ass constantly.

I'm the one who just wrote a check to Kyle's father

so he wouldn't press charges against you!

I'm the one trying to knock some sense

into your thick head about the future!

Oh, here we go! You don't take anything seriously!

That's why you're doing so crappy in school!

You're smart enough. You read more than anyone I've ever seen.

There's no reason why you should be barely graduating.

I'm not. You're not what?

I'm not graduating! Yes, you are!

No, I'm not! Yes, you are!

Because we had an agreement that if you were gonna live here,

you were gonna go to school, and graduate!

Well, I didn't, and I'm not.

What is wrong with you?!

What, you do this just to spite me? Forget it! It's done!

What's your life now, Wal-Mart full-time?

That's your great future?

Gonna take the plunge and buy yourself a second blue vest?

Maybe. Why not? What's wrong with it? I mean, it's no diner!

Hey, I own this business! I built it! This is mine!

I'm not at the mercy of some boss,

waiting and hoping to be chosen employee of the month

for extra bucks and a plaque.

I'm always employee of the month!

I'm employee of the year, of the century, of the universe!

You should be so lucky to have a job like mine.

Okay... Here's what we're gonna do.

You're gonna live here one more year.

You're gonna quit your job.

You're gonna take 12th grade over again,

and you will graduate.

No! I'm not playing with you here!

You quit your job. You go to school.

I am not going back to school!

So that's it? Yeah, that's it!

Then you got to go.

I thought I smelled coffee.

Good morning, your highness. I trust you slept well.

And to what do I owe this lovely display of domesticity?

Well, being brilliant and all,

I figured you'd probably not be in the mood

to go to Luke's this morning,

so I thought we'd have breakfast here.

Wow, okay.

Hey. Good?

These are from Luke's? What?

You got up, went to Luke's, brought this back.

I'm sure not gonna cook. They're good, thank you.

I put 'em on a plate just the way you like 'em.

Well, there it is.

"Mr. and Mrs. Thomas lister announce the engagement

"of their daughter, Lindsay Ann,

to Dean forester, son of Randy and Barbara forester."

My God. They're a good-looking couple.

If they're kids can sing, there's no stopping them.

I still don't understand why they need to get married.

Maybe they have to get married before he grows too tall.

I want him to be happy. I know. You're good in that department.

Some people get married young and everything turns out fine.

Absolutely. That'd be nice.

Well, we'll keep a good thought.

Hey, here's a picture of kirk pinned by the casket.

Yeah, that's a good one. It's bad enough this had to happen,

but his pants splitting on top of it?

Yeah. I hope he never takes too close a look at his life.

Amen. So this goes on the fridge, right?

Yeah, absolutely. Yeah.

Hey. Hey.

Can I sit? Uh, sure, sit.

I thought you took an earlier bus.

My first class got cancelled today.

Oh.

So what's been going on?

Nothing much. Fran died. I heard.

I went to her funeral yesterday.

Luke went, too.

I saw him there. Yeah?

He was in the back.

I can't go to the prom.

I couldn't get tickets.

Oh.

Sorry.

This is my stop. Okay.

So, you'll call me?

Yeah, I'll call you.